It's almost like I'm a fairy

Originally, there was still room for buffering things, he only needed to deal with the devil and the skinned monster, Zhang Zhentong's sudden voice almost didn't send Qi Tianhe away.

'Xie Jinji' put on the devil's airs, subconsciously thought it was calling him, and quickly realized, how could a player who knew nothing call him an adult.

And Zhang Zhentong was standing at a safe distance at the moment, with an excited expression on his face.

Players are safe. The reason why Zhang Zhentong yelled this voice was purely to show his loyalty. He heard that someone had obtained a demon physique from a dungeon, so he couldn't help coveting the special physique.

In the current situation, the devil has found the hearse, and it is a sure win!

Zhou Zhi and Song Mu who rushed over after hearing the words looked at Qi Tianhe in horror, Zhou Zhi was the first to recover his voice, and dryly said: "So you are the devil."

"..." No, he is nothing.

clap clap clap!

Applause came from a certain direction.

Qi Tianhe looked at the prestige, and the wizard appeared wobbly, looking at the noisy scene, he clicked his tongue: "What a farce."

He even wants to publish a book for a bastard, so as to record the brilliant dungeon performance.

Taking a breath to calm down, Qi Tianhe got on the hearse neatly under the puzzled eyes of the mourning hall administrator.

Holding the steering wheel, Qi Tianhe had a complicated expression: "It's a pity that the dungeon can't give me a chance to be a man again."

Parrot: "Drive the hearse and rush over, hit the main npc, cause backtracking, and start all over again."

Qi Tianhe tightened his fingers, backtracking?

Going back does not mean clearing the memory. Whoever makes time go back at this juncture is a sworn enemy.

'Xie Jinji' saw the hearse moving and his smile grew wilder. The owner of the flower market outside used his thin body to protect the flower shop, shaking like a sieve.The Skinner didn't show obvious disappointment, but more doubts... Is the speed of the car too slow?

Not to mention crashing the flower market at this speed, the ants have time to queue up and pass by the tires.

When the hearse passed between the demon and the skinner, it slowed down even more. Qi Tianhe locked the door and gave the skinner a look. The latter subconsciously raised his long knife and slashed at it. two cuts.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and the devil wanted to stop it, but the hearse was blocked in the middle for a second, and it was too late to fight for control of the hearse.The skinner swung his knife several times, countless scraps of paper fluttered in the air along with the skinner, the hearse was gone, Qi Tianhe fell to the ground, and one piece fell in front of him, it was rare that it was a complete paper flower .

'Xie Jinji' was full of anger, staring at the traitor in front of him with resentment, regardless of the condition of not being able to kill people before the blood mist fell, he rushed forward and was about to tear Qi Tianhe into pieces.

Qi Tianhe didn't hide or evade: "If I were you, I would look back first."

'Xie Jinji' subconsciously turned his head slightly, not far away were densely packed human heads, and the owner of the flower shop further away also came, with pairs of black and white eyes happily looking at the debris after the hearse was blown up, it was such a car back then The car rushed into the flower market and killed them.Reincarnation of cause and effect, now that the devil has lost the hearse, they can make the culprit double pay for this sin.

[The quest 'The Flayer's Revenge' has been completed. ]

When the prompt sound appeared, Qi Tianhe was stunned for a moment, "Xie Jinji" was still alive, so it didn't make sense for him to come so quickly.Looking at the flayed monster's uncontrollable smile, he immediately understood that he would rather watch a useless dying struggle than letting the demon die.

[Congratulations to player Qi Tianhe for clearing the flower market

Reward: game currency*180

Reward: Legacy of the Dead (rag doll, ghost bell)

Please in terms of wealth, lifespan, status...]

According to the assessment results and the promise of the mourning hall administrator, he should inherit more relics of the deceased in terms of quantity, but the doll is a substitute for death, and the ghost bell can hold the ghost for 30 seconds. These are rare things, and the game did not allocate more.

After getting two good things, Qi Tianhe didn't see joy in his eyes, but a trace of worry. From the beginning, his eyes swept almost every corner, except Tian Xiaoxiao and Jiang Ling.

The strange thing is that after he made the life option in the game, the teleportation time was much slower than usual.

Every time the wind blows by his ears, there is a smell of grass and trees being soldiers. Qi Tianhe made up his mind to sell the [blood-stained fruit] he got from Yizhen not long ago on the forum after returning this time, and exchange for one that can target players. Not a ghost prop.

Over there, Zhang Zhentong was in a daze when he heard the reminder that the special task had failed.

The witch general is not too serious to watch the excitement. He has always been curious about how Qi Tianhe grasped so much information at the same time. Now he understands that it turned out to be "swindled and abducted".

Qi Tianhe didn't do too much, and threw the rest of the money to Zhang Zhentong, counting it as labor expenses.At most, there would be no reward for failure of a special task, and at least it would not be classified as a dungeon failure if one could get a lucky flower.

Of course, the money is not enough to buy a pot of lucky flowers, and it depends on Zhang Zhentong's ability to make up the rest.At least the other players now hate Zhang Zhentong so much. From their standpoint, once the devil assistant's mission is successfully completed, it means that everyone will fail to pass the level.

After almost half a minute, the teleportation finally showed signs of starting.

Everything in front of them becomes illusory, and the teleportation process is also the weakest process for players. Advanced players with props are fine, but it is difficult for ordinary players to resist this dizziness at this stage.

Qi Tianhe tried not to close his eyes, and saw a figure rushing in.

"You can only hold on for 20 seconds." Someone outside urged the person who broke in: "Don't dawdle."

As the distance between the two sides got closer, Qi Tianhe finally saw who was coming...it was Tian Xiaoxiao, who didn't say a word of nonsense, holding a thing like a magnet in his hand, shaking it up and down twice, a pen came from the prayer Tianhe's pocket flew into the air.

After really understanding the other party's intentions, Qi Tianhe felt a lot easier.

...It turned out that it was for the [Smart Pen] given to him by the bookstore owner.

He said calmly, "You guys are amazing, and you can still come in during teleportation."

During this period of time, there were rumors about returnees everywhere, and almost every returnee was praised to the altar.Tian Xiaoxiao has an arrogant personality, and at this moment, he felt the distorted pleasure of overwhelming the other party, so he couldn't help but say one more sentence: "Returners are like this."

She is similar to Qi Tianhe in some respects. She is afraid of long nights and dreams. She is worried about accidents when she has not completely escaped from the transmission circle. As soon as she gets the smart pen, she immediately throws it to her companion.

Qi Tianhe knew that the parrot was going to cut off the beard, so he watched with cold eyes, and commented in a mood: "This is completely ignoring the witch general..."

Well done!

Just because the witch general doesn't care on the surface doesn't mean he's really lenient enough to face people who can advance into zone f with props and don't explore anything.What Tian Xiaoxiao and the others wanted to steal would be mixed up with what the witch general said.

However, someone was faster than the wizard, and the [Smart Pen] disappeared out of thin air in mid-air, and the next moment it fell into the hands of the bandaged man who appeared at an unknown time.

"So impatient?" The man in the bandage couldn't hear the emotion in his voice.

The cooked duck flew before his eyes, Jiang Ling said angrily, "Who are you?"

The bandage blocked the real expression, but Jiang Ling just felt that the other party was facing him with a particularly playful, even contemptuous smile.

Anyone who is strong and proud can feel humiliation from this expression, and Jiang Ling is no exception.

Tian Xiaoxiao's calmness was replaced by urgency, and he said at the top of his voice, "Take the things back!"

After consuming so many props, they couldn't afford the price of failure.

Jiang Ling is much more sensible than Tian Xiaoxiao, knowing that the possibility of a forceful grab is unlikely, so he must think of other ways.His gaze suddenly turned to the surrounded demons: "Join hands and kill the mourning hall administrator."

The demon is no longer an important npc, and it is useless to kill it. The mourning hall administrator is dead, and there is still the possibility of backtracking.

Qi Tianhe, who had been watching the play quietly all this time, heard this, his indifferent smile just disappeared, and he suddenly turned his head and said to the witch general: "Protect the administrator of the mourning hall, I owe you a favor."

The shaman smiled half a smile.

... He was in a hurry, he was in a hurry.

When the mourning hall administrator retreated, he was almost on the same arm... What happened, why did he kill him?

In order to survive, he bullied the weak and feared the strong, and even spent 700 yuan to buy a retreat, which is not fair!

Among the group of people, only Zhang Zhentong was still wandering outside the situation and could not accept the reality. Recalling the scene of Qi Tianhe eating ghost pupae, he looked over in horror: "If you are not a demon, why can you absorb..."

A cluster of small flames scalded his throat, and Zhang Zhentong didn't know where the flames came from, but the warning implied in it was very obvious, as if if he said one more word that shouldn't be said, he would be killed.

The person spoke softly, before threatening his life and death, he swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking.

At this time, no one paid attention to him at all, and all eyes were almost focused on the administrator of the mourning hall.The mourning hall administrator is definitely not easy to kill. Players alone can't do it. Adding a demon makes it different. The two sides complement each other and use nppc.

"The devil is looking for his helper..."

The mourning hall keeper strives to sing to gain the protection of the mysterious power.

After making sure that Zhang Zhentong would stop talking nonsense, the parrot flew to the bandage man without a sound. Qi Tianhe thought there would be a fierce battle, but the bandage man handed the [Smart Pen] to the parrot.

20 seconds is not long, nor is it short. The game teleportation that was forcibly interrupted by Tian Xiaoxiao continues. Qi Tianhe has never felt that the dizzying teleportation process is so rare, and the sense of balance of the body has been completely lost. After breathing, the familiar world returns.

Something rubbed against the tip of the nose, leaving a faint scent.

Qi Tianhe opened his eyes and saw the outline of the flower. It was a rose placed beside his pillow before going to bed for a mission. The bright petals had turned dark red, indicating that the rose would wither.

He slowly turned his face to the side, the light of the day shone on his face, causing his eyelids to tremble slightly.

Slowly picked up the phone and took a look. It was two days and one night before entering the dungeon in reality.

Qi Tianhe sat up, the parrot appeared and stopped on the quilt, his eyes met, the parrot said in a deep voice: "From now on, don't use the stage name of Dahai."

Qi Tianhe thinks so.

He's had enough of wearing a vest.

[Smart Pen] Returning to my hand, recalling the last scene I saw, curious: "Why did the bandage man give you something without even thinking about it?"

The parrot looked inscrutable, flew to the other side, and poured himself a glass of water: "What do you think?"

Qi Tianhe thought for a while, and couldn't help saying: "The treatment is so good, you are his own son?"

The parrot was choked, and its wings fluttered so much because of coughing, it looked very pitiful.

Pray for Tianhe to walk over to help it smooth.

The parrot slowed down and said, "Don't make random arrangements in the future."

Qi Tianhe laughed: "Didn't you let me guess?"

The parrot shook his head and changed the subject: "Tell me again how you got this money."

After Qi Tianhe finished speaking patiently, he was a little puzzled and said, "[Smart Pen] is only the key to open the double-s level dungeon, why is there any need to fight for it?"

While talking, he opened the drawer and took out "Folk Adventure Stories", a pen and a book, falling together in an indescribable harmony.

Parrot: "Then you have to ask the person who wants to snatch it."

Qi Tianhe turned the names of several people in his mind, and finally spit out three words slowly: "Zhu Shuse."

Back then, there were only a few players in Jinyi Town, Liu Tianming was unlikely, and the man in the bandage was even more unlikely. He still returned the things.

"But since she cares so much, why bother to trade with Liu Tianming with a novelty story."

Books and pens look like a set.

Parrot: "Do you think this book is a good thing?"

Qi Tianhe was slightly stunned, that night he saw with his own eyes "Folk Stories of Strange Hunting" spread out on the table, and the [Smart Pen] was weeping and writing on it.

Parrot: "There are some things that a living person cannot suppress."

The afternoon sun was still very warm, and its tone of voice was equally peaceful, but it could only feel an indescribable coldness in its ears.

The room fell into dead silence, and even his breathing could be ignored because it was too shallow. Qi Tianhe was wondering what he was thinking with his eyes downcast, and the parrot didn't bother him, leaning quietly against the window, occasionally glancing at the scenery outside.

In the past few minutes, Qi Tianhe finally had a reaction. His eyes moved, and he reached out to hold the smart pen: "The world is most afraid of thieves. After the fuss in the game is over, maybe he will do it in reality."

Assuming that Tian Xiaoxiao and Jiang Ling were sent by Zhu Shuse, and they spent rare props but failed to get what they wanted, the probability of taking risks is very high.

Parrot: "You want to use it up as soon as possible."

Not a doubt, very sure.

Qi Tianhe: "I'll think about it again."

The dungeon of double s level is too difficult for him, without the help of others, there is no possibility of clearing the level.This time it was good luck, the devil recognized the wrong person, who can hope for good luck every time.

Putting down the smart pen, Qi Tianhe took the tablet and logged into the forum, posted the transaction post, and prepared to sell [Blooded Fruit].

He was a bit reluctant before, this thing could withstand several days of hunger, and he could lie down and win in individual dungeons that used food as a fuss, but after he found that he could properly absorb the power of ghosts in the dungeon, the existence of this thing seemed useless.

There are many types of transactions on the forum, the most common ones are auctions and bartering. The latter is more troublesome, and players must directly specify what they want to exchange before anyone will respond.This is to prevent some players from phishing maliciously, stealing other people's item information without making transactions.

Qi Tianhe is in urgent need of props that can deal with people, but he knows little about the market of props.

The parrot pondered for a while: "Change [Snowball]."

"Snowball?"

The parrot nodded: "This item can produce paralysis, making the player slow for 1 minute."

Qi Tianhe hung up the transaction post according to what it said, and while waiting for a reply, he thought of the skinner and asked, "Is it true that Xie Jin can't return to reality now?"

After Xie Jinjin was deprived of his identity by the demon, he has been acting under the code name of Skinning Ghost. It seems that the invisible space has been defined as an npc by the game.

"Maybe." The parrot didn't give a clear reply, and said in a sympathetic tone for the first time: "It's really bad luck to make friends carelessly."

The post hung up until night, and finally someone sent a private letter to Qi Tianhe, expressing his willingness to exchange, but he needs to make up the price difference of [-] game coins.

On behalf of Qi Tianhe, the parrot typed on the keyboard: "25."

The process of bargaining was very long, and Qi Tianhe himself was not good at these things, so he went to take a shower, and when he came back, the parrot had already negotiated, and only needed to make up the price difference of 28.

The forum is a platform, and the entire transaction process is very safe. The moment the game currency is passed, Qi Tianhe heard a prompt:

[You receive Snowball x1. ]

Items are automatically allocated and categorized by the game.

In the evening, Qi Tianhe locked "Folk Stories of Strange Hunting" and went to bed early. The parrot did not enter his head, and he stared at the table with a pair of black bean eyes in the dark. There was no movement until three o'clock in the morning.

The parrot has a feeling that the thing dare not come out to make trouble when he is awake, but there may be many disadvantages in letting it hide all the time.After weighing it a bit, Heidou slowly closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

At four o'clock in the morning, Qi Tianhe, who was sleeping soundly, heard the rustling sound of writing. He woke up almost instantly, and turned around as quietly as possible. The story book that was locked earlier reappeared on the desktop, and the smart pen was happily written on the page. Write to go snake dragon.

Qi Tianhe thought of the parrot's phrase "a living person can't hold back", so his eyes stayed on the table. It's no wonder that Zhu Shuse didn't want to keep the book by his side.

In terms of evil nature, "Folk Tales of Strange Hunting" is much stronger than [Smart Pen].

I don’t know how long I watched it, but when my eyes were a little dry, the smart pen flew over again like that night, dripping a drop of unknown red liquid, it was too late when Qi Tianhe wanted to close his eyes, the liquid flowed into his eyes, a strange The world seemed to explode in my mind in an instant.

Qi Tianhe came back to his senses and found himself standing in front of that thatched hut again. The woman who sewed clothes came out and smiled coquettishly: "Half living soul, half dead soul, the balance should be broken."

The old lady in the next room didn't tell Qi Tianhe to run quickly like last time, but said, "Would you like to be neighbors with us?"

The old man approached and looked at Qi Tianhe's face carefully, as if looking at a work of art.

The woman suddenly screamed and hid in the house: "The annoying guy is coming again."

When Qi Tianhe raised his head, it was the minotaur from that day, and the thick and long chains fell directly towards him from mid-air.He ran to the river just like last time, but this time he was rescued by the bookstore owner who was not wearing a coir raincoat.

The black river water is full of pale hand bones, jumping down will undoubtedly kill you, and being chained behind is not much better. At a critical moment, Qi Tianhe thought that if he died in a dream, what would happen in reality? What a look.

Frankly speaking, he didn't think it was possible for him to cool down. At least he had exchanged his lifespan from the game. It was understandable to die in the dungeon, but it couldn't be justified in the dream.

Under the support of Mi Zhi's self-confidence, the chain really couldn't get close to him, and smashed into the soil half a foot in front of him.

Huhu——

Furious, the Minotaur grabbed the chain and threw it again.

The scene reappeared, but the iron chain still couldn't get close to the target.

Qi Tianhe slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and just about to say something to the minotaur, his body shook.

As if a foot fell from a tall building, the heart thumped suddenly, and the first thing I saw was the parrot, which was patting my face with its wings: "Wake up."

Qi Tianhe stared at the parrot for a few seconds, then grabbed Rua, feeling better than before.

The parrot asked him to rub his face coldly, and said gloomyly: "Take a rest for two days, that pen must be used as soon as possible, and it cannot be kept."

Qi Tianhe's subordinates paused, and nodded after a while.

Didn't sleep well all night, and was going to catch up on sleep until noon the next day. Before nine o'clock, he was woken up by a phone call, and Qi Tianhe lazily said, "Who is there?"

"It's me." Zhu Shuse's voice was very recognizable.

Qi Tianhe closed his eyes and waited for her to say the important point.

Zhu Shuse: "The weather is nice today, I would like to invite you out for a drink..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a yawn coming from over there.

"Sorry, you continue."

Zhu Shuser suspected that the other party was trying to anger him on purpose, but there was no evidence, so he could only continue: "I want to invite you out for a drink."

It took several seconds for her to finish saying this, before there was a belated voice of 'OK. '

Autumn is a season that can arouse people's infinite reverie. Now it is the end of autumn, and the streets are unspeakably bleak because of the leaves falling from time to time.

Zhu Shuse was wearing a plaid coat, with black waterfall-like hair and a fringed scarf, much like the heroine in a TV series.

Qi Tianhe saw her smiling gently at him through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that she is the heroine of a horror movie."

Entering the shop and sat down opposite, Zhu Shuse asked him what he wanted to drink, Qi Tianhe interrupted: "Let's get down to business."

Zhu Shuse was still smiling, but now the smile was different from before, with a little mockery: "Have you ever doubted your own life experience?"

"No." Qi Tianhe said calmly, "My eyes are like my mother, and my temperament is like my father's."

Anyone who sees the family portrait on the wall at home will not suspect that he is not his own.

Zhu Shuse laughed: "What can looks represent?"

Qi Tianhe: "It represents a lot."

Zhu Shuse picked up the coffee and took a sip: "I can tell you something, in exchange, I need [Smart Pen]."

Qi Tianhe took a look at her. Zhu Shuse was a person who only looked at the results, and if she couldn't win in the game, she immediately showed her cards, directly saving the useless dealings in the middle.

"No need." Qi Tianhe stood up: "I'll take this cup, you drink slowly."

"I'm the only one who is willing to tell you about your life experience." Zhu Shuser bent his lips and said, "Contact me anytime you change your mind."

Qi Tianhe stopped and turned around.

Just when Zhu Shuser thought he would change his mind, Qi Tianhe suddenly said something inexplicable: "I hope there will be a day when we will reciprocate the props in the dungeon."

Zhu Shuse looked at the back of him leaving, her smile gradually disappeared.

For the whole half day, Qi Tianhe was silent.

Parrot ordered a takeaway for him, but Qi Tianhe had no appetite.

"I'm going to download the copy as soon as possible."

Zhu Shuse is definitely not a person who gives up lightly. Now it is a showdown on the bright side, the deal has failed, and he will soon find another way to achieve his goal.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, the parrot asked, "Thinking about your parents?"

Qi Tianhe reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth: "What I'm really thinking about is... who am I?"

The parrot was silent for a while: "Maybe I can try to check your background for you."

Qi Tianhe was surprised: "Can this be done?"

The parrot nodded: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Qi Tianhe was stunned, his forehead was lowered on its head, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

……

Based on previous experience, guessing that he will still be woken up by storybooks and smart pens tonight, Qi Tianhe deliberately went to bed before midnight, at least to ensure sleep in the first half of the night.

Unexpectedly, what woke him up in the middle of the night was not the rustle of writing, but the vibration of his mobile phone.

Seeing that it was a phone call from home, Qi Tianhe's heart skipped a beat. His first reaction was that something happened at home, otherwise he wouldn't have called so late.

Quickly connected: "Hello."

There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time.

Qi Tianhe jumped out of bed and put on his clothes: "Dad, Mom, is something wrong?"

When I hurriedly put on my shoes and was about to walk out the door, a voice finally came: "It's me."

Qi Tianhe paused when he was about to unscrew the door...a parrot?

"Tianhe."

It was the first time the parrot called his name like that.

Qi Tianhe's heart tightened: "Speak, what happened?"

After a long time, the parrot spoke again.

"I didn't mean to help you check your background during the day..." Its voice was a little weak: "I came to steal your father's hair, and I was arrested."

"..."