I have a cub that escapes the boss

The painter turned on the light and looked at Mary in the mirror.

At first glance, blood snaked down Mary's cheeks, slid past her eyes, and eventually dripped.

In the second glance, her eyes contained endless resentment, and she looked straight at the man outside the mirror.

The painter was a little dazed.

When Mary came here, she seemed to realize something, and said, "Ah, sorry, I forgot to tidy up my appearance."

She tore off a strip of cloth from her sleeve, tied her hair up simply and roughly, and her golden hair swayed behind her head like waves.

And reach out—

The painter watched helplessly as those snow-white hands with freckles protruded from the mirror, turned on the faucet familiarly, took the water, and washed his face.

After a while, Mary in the mirror was clean and refreshed, as if the resentful female ghost with blood on her face just now was just an illusion of the painter.

She looked around again, narrowing her eyes slightly, eager to try: "Ah, have you hit a ghost?"

Although it was very slight, Mary still felt that there was an aura of "the same kind" in this room.

Those of the same kind were not even included in "Abyss Game" and wandered outside.

The painter looked at her critically.

Mary said generously, "Don't be afraid, I'm the best at dealing with those brats, I can help you eat them!"

And the boss doesn't know this, that is to say, there is no need to distribute it to other colleagues.

It's an extra meal just for yourself.

Thinking of this, Mary's expectations were clearly expressed.

The painter noticed this, and his pupils shrank.

He began to wonder if he had made a wrong decision tonight.

What does "eat it" mean?

Will the act of summoning this female ghost bring danger to Jiang Lin?

If the answer is "yes", then the artist is absolutely unwilling to see things develop like this.

He remained calm and said, "No need."

Mary gave a soft "ah".

She seemed sorry for the answer.The excitement just now cooled down slightly, she held her chin, a strand of hair hanging from her cheek, and looked at the painter like this.

The painter only felt that when he blinked, the girl in front of him turned into a sad female ghost again.Her eyes are no longer the blue ocean, but two deep blood holes, just like the purgatory in the Bible story.

There are countless ghosts tormented in it.

The painter's heart beat suddenly.He thought: I seem to be afraid...

Yes, I am afraid that Xiao Jiang will leave me.

In his 20s, the painter was young and energetic.He is well aware of his talent and knows that he is invincible in the Internet world.He did a lot of things in a moment of impatience, and then he met Jiang Lin.

Up to now, the painter who is nearly 40 years old has become much calmer.He has a lover and a family.He definitely doesn't want any changes in his life.

But Xiao Jiang met with misfortune.

In this case, he found this female ghost and heard her say that she could "eat" Jiang Lin.

The painter was suddenly annoyed.

If he didn't summon Bloody Mary, then the problem between him and Xiao Jiang would not be resolved in a short time.But he will not lose Jiang Lin.

Now, he thought: No, I can't let her hurt Xiao Jiang!

"Really?" Mary asked in a low voice.

The painter was silent, a little unsure what the female ghost wanted to do.

He said slowly, "Yes, no need."

The female ghost sighed, looking a little sleepy.

All her expressions are vivid and rich, which makes the artist a little more curious while worrying.

Are all "ghosts" like this?

Look free, even come and go in the mirror.If Xiao Jiang also becomes like this, can he stay by his side all the time?

Thinking about it this way, the artist suddenly felt urgent and wanted to contact the man named Han Chuan.

So when the female ghost asked him "Then what do you want to do", the artist said, "I want to talk to Han Chuan."

"Boss," the female ghost called Han Chuan, "it may be inconvenient for him now."

The painter frowned slightly.

Is it because he didn't contact him for a long time before, so he started to take Joe?

Does the "virus" he mentioned that invaded the real world have anything to do with the female ghost in front of him?

While thinking about it, the artist asked patiently, "When will Mr. Han have time?"

According to the female ghost, Han Chuan did have a solution to the current predicament.So the painter made a decisive decision to postpone the showdown with Jiang Lin.Wait until you have a perfect plan to ensure that Xiao Jiang can stay by your side all the time, and then talk to him.

The female ghost asked him back, "What time is it?"

The painter was startled, looked down at his watch, and replied, "Ten fifty-six."

The female ghost said: "Wait for 10 minutes."

The painter was puzzled.

This answer greatly exceeded his expectations.

It seemed that he had wrongly blamed Han Chuan.

The other party didn't intend to take Joe, but really had something to solve now.

At Zheng Xin's house, Ji Hanchuan looked at the rolling dice in front of him and said to himself, "You won't get 'Backspace' again today, will you?"

The reason why he stepped on the challenge square yesterday was because the dice rolled to three dots and stopped. He moved forward three steps from the prop space 31, but just stepped on the backward space.

Then the dice was turned again, and the number that came out was bigger than before, and it turned to five and stopped.

Ji Hanchuan retreated, returned to 29, and the challenge box opened in front of him.

After yesterday's changes in the positions of the players on the chessboard, Ji Hanchuan dropped from the lead to the middle ranks, ranking eighth among the thirteen players.

It's just that all the players in front are biting hard, so it's not difficult to catch up.

Ji Hanchuan thought about it, and then watched the dice stop, and there was a number on it that he was very familiar with.

five.

He sighed, a little depressed.

A circle of illustrated books came up to see what Mr. Han would step on tonight.

Seeing Ji Hanchuan return to 34 again, and then the big word "Backspace" appeared on the screen, the illustrations were more or less horrible.

Ji Hanchuan comforted himself: "As long as I don't switch to 'six', then I'm still making progress."

Mr. Lu said: "Typhoons, blanks, props... probably no challenge today, not bad."

If it's normal, it's fine.

But the weather outside the window, if you go out, don't talk about traffic problems.In case of stepping into the water and getting an electric shock directly, it would be too embarrassing for the player.

Ji Hanchuan said, "Not necessarily."

The dice keep rolling.

He said wearily: "I'll just say, this 'game' really hates me—huh?"

Ji Hanchuan was a little surprised, seeing that the dice finally stopped at three points.

All this is like a repeat of yesterday, except that the two numbers appear at the opposite time.

The plastic villain with the word "Han Chuan" on his head returned to the prop frame. This scene made many players very envious.

Wei Hongsheng clicked his tongue: "How many times has he drawn props? Twice in a row before. Now again."

Zhang Qiuruo was thoughtful, "Han Chuan...need to find some time to chat with him."

Most players can think that "alliance" is a matter of pros and cons.Whether it is good or bad, the most important determinant is the luck when rolling the dice.

At least for now, in the eyes of the players, Han Chuan is surprisingly lucky.

Even Ji Hanchuan himself was a little skeptical.

But he is not in the same direction as other players think.

What he was thinking about was: the ability that Ning Ning just showed was a bit beyond expectation.

She can directly affect the game.

Although the time of a mobile phone is simply advanced, it shows that Ning Ning seems to be subject to much fewer restrictions than Shao You in games that are not Shao You's home games.

As if... She no longer needs Shao You to provide strength.So after adjusting the time on Zheng Xin's phone, he won't be as cold as before.

So Ji Hanchuan thought, if he has drawn props many times in a row, is there also a factor in this aspect?

After the fluorescent lights flashed, a golden card appeared in Ji Hanchuan's hand.

He looked at the contents of the card.

The illustrated book also looked at it together.

Mr. Lu said with emotion, "Mr. Han, I have never seen you like this..."

How many times have I drawn props, but there is not even a single prop card that is used in actual combat, and even the most basic medical card in previous games has no chance with Han Chuan.

The previous "warm treasure post" can be directly used in the challenge, and it is barely qualified to be praised as "practical".But after that, "compressed biscuits" are recognized by the illustrated books as tasteless. At present, the biggest role of "personalized stickers" is to satisfy the greed of a few little girls, let alone "Pokémon Ball". Just look at the living room at this moment. Ji Hanchuan would only worry about too many illustrated books and uneven distribution, and would not need to take the initiative to capture illustrated books.

As for tonight's new item card, Mr. Lu suggested, "Actually, this is useful. Mr. Han, after tonight, you will be completely in the 'downstream'."

Ji Hanchuan said "Mm", and casually stuffed the item card into his pile of cards.

Mr. Lu said: "Even if you don't use it yourself, it's good to exchange it with other people in the future. It's hard currency."

Mrs. Lu touched her husband with her elbow, and said with a smile, "I don't think Mr. Han should have such a need—Mr. Han? What are you thinking?"

Ji Hanchuan said: "It's nothing." He paused and said with a smile, "I just think I might have thought too much before."

"The Game" still hated him.

So giving him so many props, but they are all quite useless.

This will give other players a feeling of "Han Chuan's strength is unpredictable" - it is also very easy to make him the target of everyone else.

It's just that the artist has contacted him now, which means that Ji Hanchuan can start to verify what the "Abyss Game" board game is.

Is this really a video game?If so, is it possible to stop the entire game before the players step on those deadly grids behind?

Eleven past six.

It was already the time when Jiang Lin arrived home recently, but today, the painter still didn't hear the door opening.

He was anxious.

Ask Mary in the mirror, "Is it 10 minutes? How can I contact Mr. Han?"

In fact, he can directly use the computer, mobile phone, and forcefully make a video call with Han Chuan as before.

Thinking about it now, the painter deeply felt that he really didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth at that time.In front of the supernatural power in front of him, it's fine if he doesn't have awe in his heart, but he even dismisses it, and roughly attributes the other party to "Second Second Disease".

The painter quickly thought: But Han Chuan took the initiative to find me, it must be because I have some "value" that he can use.Yes, I can take advantage of this and make a deal with him.

Mary was looking sideways, looking at something.

She stared at the disemboweled male ghost standing outside the door.

But the painter didn't notice it for the time being.

Mary bent her lips and asked the boss first.

Ji Hanchuan had nothing else to do tonight, and Zheng Xin had no intention of waking up in a short time.He caught up on his sleep in the afternoon and was in good spirits at the moment, so he simply said, "Ask the painter, where does he live?"

Mary relayed the boss's question.

The artist gave an address, and then saw a line of blood on the mirror.

It was really the handwriting made of blood, and the lines of blood flowed under the mirror, quickly blurring the words.

Mary said: "The boss said, come here for an interview. Bring a computer, whichever you are used to." The painter's residence is not far from Zheng Xin's apartment, and Ji Hanchuan was a little too lazy to go out during the heavy rain, "Don't worry about going out on the way Trouble." With water and light, Mary can appear, and the painter will not be shocked.

The artist thinks about the weather, but the most important thing is Jiang Lin.

So he quickly made plans, and was going to leave a note for Xiao Jiang, saying that he had something to do.It's easy to find an excuse. I have been "recruited", and there will indeed be some official business. Xiao Jiang doesn't know the specific situation, so he shouldn't be suspicious.

He was about to say yes.

But Mary said: "Oh, the boss also said, let the gentleman outside the door come with you."

The painter's pupils shrank.