Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

The river water was rippling in the cool wind, rushing up and scouring the river bank. Under such circumstances, it was really unexpected for him to meet undisguised rice crackers.

The two smirked, and then Xu Zhaohe watched as a hand slowly reached out from the water and grabbed Mi Guo's ankle. Mi Guo didn't look back and continued to stomp his feet with a smile, and his hands were unwilling He took it back without hesitation, and Xu Zhaohe felt a burst of regret when he saw it.

The wet hair blocked the view, and Mi Guo stretched out his hand to lift up the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead. The previous well-behaved image was gone, and the mature charm instantly invaded unstoppably.

Xu Zhaohe didn't respond, but Xiaoying on his wrist had already turned on the first-level alarm, looking at the rice crackers that were not pleasing to the eye but had good skin, as if they were watching some scheming watch.

The red light on his body disappeared for a moment, coupled with the inexplicably targeted ghost, Xu Zhaohe verified his guess in a disguised form, and he didn't even bother to fake a smirk when he met Mi Guo with a completely different temperament.

Miguo didn't care, walked up to him step by step, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said, "Brother Sheng, let's cooperate."

Xu Zhaohe took a step back, as if to draw a clear line with him, his face was expressionless, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

The smile on the corner of Mi Guo's mouth deepened, and after a blink of an eye, he returned to that artificial look, and said innocently: "Brother Sheng, don't rush to refuse, I am very sincere."

Xu Zhaohe on the other side didn't even bother to give him a look, but he was still a little interested in this so-called "sincerity". If he wasn't stupid, it probably didn't mean points or money. After all, what brother Zhao needs most now is these two things.

Sure enough, Mi Guo blinked her eyes and said with deep meaning: "Cheng Yan is dead."

……

Cheng Yan, this name is not unfamiliar. Xu Zhaohe is most suspicious of the last bad boy, and Yan Mu has been looking for news about her.

And at the same time that Mi Guo mentioned this name, a not-so-deep memory suddenly overlapped in his mind, and those blurred images due to copy protection also broke through the limit and became clear.

At the beginning, Xu Zhaohe had a stomachache and was forced by Xiaoying to go to the hospital, but at the door, someone bumped into him accidentally, and that person was Cheng Yan.

It's just that because of the dungeon's protection of reality, they can't recognize each other without adding friends.

As for now, maybe it was because she was in the dungeon, or maybe it was because she was dead that Xu Zhaohe remembered that passage.

He frowned, met Miguo's half-smiling eyes, and said suddenly: "You are from Black Eagle."

This question was not a question, but an affirmation. Miguo gave him a look of "you are so smart", and continued to smile wickedly.

Xu Zhaohe was not in the mood to play guessing games with him, so he uttered all his guesses with a cold face.

"The news was revealed to Yan Mu deliberately by you, in order to cover up your purpose by giving away the head."

He remembered that Yanmu said that the clues of the dungeon were all bought from Black Hawk, but the ending was completely unexpected. Although they might not have expected to encounter a hidden dungeon, the original purpose must not be pure.

He squeezed his fingers, completely ignoring the darkening eyes of the person in front of him, and said to himself: "So what are you going to do, you will be prevented from taking things from the dungeon, how many do you block your sight? What can things do? The death list, and the current Bianhua..."

Xu Zhaohe thought about it, and suddenly had an incredible guess. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, his expression was unpredictable, "You guys, don't you want to summon ghosts in reality?"

Mi Guo didn't speak, but his expression became more and more interesting, Xu Zhaohe asked tentatively again: "Do you want to get the power of ghosts?"

Mi Guo's eyes became more and more intense, neither saying yes nor no, but the deep meaning in his eyes became more and more intense, encouraging him to continue talking.

Xu Zhaohe looked at him for a while, and suddenly felt a little powerless, as if facing a helpless parent of a middle school boy, he finally just said coldly: "I'm sick."

Migo: "..."

He wanted to say something more, but he turned away without hesitation, as if he was worried that his brain would be contagious.

For the first time, Young Master Heiying was stunned by someone's choking, but he was unwilling to let him go like this, and shouted loudly towards his back: "Don't you want to know what's going on with Cheng Yan? "

Xu Zhaohe paused, and finally turned his head unbearably in Miguo's expectant sight, cherishing the words like gold, "Shen, Jing, and illness."

He wondered, wouldn't he check it out himself?It seemed that he would tell himself in vain if he asked.

"........."

Swinging away the jumping water ghost, Miguo narrowed his eyes and looked at the slender figure. For the first time, he became very interested, and licked the corner of his mouth as if he hadn't been scolded enough.

Although using improper means, only they themselves know how much benefit it will bring after the success of the matter.

Isn't Bai Linxing an example?

Even though she was already dead, she could still support other people, and what was she who was neither human nor ghost at that time?

And that legendary figure——

After everything is completed, the game world will usher in a big and complete reshuffle.

He couldn't wait to see what kind of expression Brother Sheng would have at that time?

……

…………

Xiaoying was the happiest parting with Miguo. The beautiful boy was surrounded by so many male creatures. Instead of worrying, he became even more worried. Which big pig's trotter was abducted.

Xu Zhaohe had never been in a relationship in his life, and he didn't have any thoughts about men and women in his heart. After he returned, he told Yan Mu about Cheng Yan, and let him investigate the rest by himself, which can be regarded as continuing to hang his life one thing.

Yan Mu didn't expect his enemy to die so suddenly, and the shock in his heart was too great for a while. After screening all the surviving people in the dungeon, he concentrated on inquiring about Cheng Yan's news, but he didn't expect to wait for Cheng Yan. When he found her, she was dead.

But there is also the Black Eagle, Cheng Yan will not venture into the dungeon for no reason to do such a task, she must have some demands of her own to be so desperate.

Whether it's money, or anything else.

Xu Zhaohe told him about Black Eagle and his guess, Yan Mu was stunned for a long time, but he didn't understand why he was involved in a conspiracy that sounded shocking among.

His expression changed again and again, he opened his mouth, and in the end he just cursed out a slightly pale sentence: "God's black eagle."

Xu Zhaohe patted him on the shoulder, showing sympathy, the dog is very innocent.

But what he guessed was right, putting the answer in front of him and asking him to collect more information, Yan Mu's spirit immediately lifted.

But what he doesn't know is that now not only his little brother, but also Yanmu has carried many innocent souls trapped under the conspiracy on his body, expressing that he will swear to the death to find out what they want to do.

This made Xu Zhaohe a little bit ashamed, "Well, you know the Black Hawk organization, so be careful."

"Ah."

Yan Mu didn't say much, but his expression was extremely solemn, it seemed that he felt that nothing could happen to him until the truth came out.

At least he won't be in danger in the short term, and Xu Zhaohe didn't interfere too much, and the others are about to get involved in time.

Grandma Wang was still elusive, and they had already gotten used to it. After dinner, they went to the thatched hut in a mighty manner. There was no explanation of what happened last night.

……

Mr. Liu was in such a rare mood today that he got up late, humming a ditty and finished cooking, but just as he was eating, he saw a few people swaggering into the room, and for a moment, his expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and his expression was scary white.

"You, you—"

Stretching out his hand to hold him and pointing at their fingers tremblingly, Xu Zhaohe smiled obediently, "Are you surprised, are you surprised, are you happy?"

The few people behind wanted to laugh when they heard this, but they could only hold back as much as they could. It wasn't because they were bullied, it was really cool!

Mr. Liu's fingers hurt a little from being snapped off, and he didn't care about other things. He finally rescued it in cold sweat, but his mind was still in a trance.

They just came out alive?How can this be!

But the facts were right in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but believe it. Master Liu's expression was extremely exciting in an instant, changing one by one like a rainbow.

Xu Zhaohe didn't have time to talk to him about anything, so he waved his hand, and Nie Wen and Zhou Han behind them rushed in with their backpacks in their arms. To the fullest.

Brother Sheng had analyzed them before he came. Although what Master Liu did seemed a bit weird, he was definitely not a ghost NPC. The most dangerous place was always the safest place. to the clue.

Of course, he didn't completely disregard other people's life-and-death arrangements. Xu Zhaohe even expected that they would move in if they didn't want to, but he was severely rejected by the two of them. How could he bother Brother Sheng with such a trivial matter!

The big bag took over the task, and the two were afraid that he would rob them, so they ran around like rabbits, afraid that Brother Sheng would think they were useless.

Before Master Liu came back to his senses, there were two more roommates.

But this is what was agreed before, it would be bad for him to object at this time, anyway, people are under his roof, so there is no fear of not having a chance.

Just feeling aggrieved, Master Liu finally gave Xu Zhaohe a deadly look, coaxed the crowd out with a "hum", turned his head and continued eating.

Looking at the thatched hut with the door closed in front of him, Conan was still a little worried, so he leaned over and asked, "Brother Zhao, what will happen to them?"

It's not that he really cares about the two of them, he can still tell the difference between close and distant. In the dungeon, sometimes the father and the son don't recognize each other. Conan is silly and sweet, but he's not a good person. He's just worried that it's Brother Zhao. The idea, in case something happens, it's hard to say.

Xu Zhaohe shook his head, "Don't worry, I put something on them, and they will be fine."

He knew Brother Zhao had money (points). After hearing this, Conan was no longer worried, and turned to talk to him about the strange things he encountered at the village chief's house.

The village chief's family is not much different from most other families in the village. Two of the five sons are married, and there are only four or five children in the family, which is very lively.

"It's just," he leaned closer and whispered, "I went back to get some things this morning, and I happened to see the village head carrying a small jar, mysteriously entering the house."

Xu Zhaohe frowned, "Little jar, are you sure?"

Conan nodded, "Well, sure, it's similar to those in the ancestral hall."

Seeing his full-eyed affirmation, Xu Zhaohe was naturally not suspicious. Asking a question earlier felt that this matter was too strange. After all, they had seen the pot under the memorial tablet last night in the ancestral hall, and it must not represent a good meaning.

If the guess is correct, the contents inside should be similar to those in the ancestral hall.

What does he want?Feeding baby spirits?

Xu Zhaohe was puzzled, it didn't look like it.

It's just that before he could clarify the matter, another accident occurred in the village, which completely broke the delicate balance between the villagers and the players.

— dead.

The deceased was an indigenous villager, a middle-aged uncle who seemed to be honest and responsible on weekdays. He died alone in the yard. The uncle next door only found out when he was making breakfast to borrow salt.

The originally peaceful small mountain village was panicked by such a sudden accident, and then they couldn't help casting their suspicious eyes on several outsiders.

This kind of thing hasn't happened in the village for decades, why should they die as soon as they come?