God does not love the world [unlimited]

The afternoon passed quickly.

In the evening, the owner entertained everyone for dinner as usual, without mentioning the missing person during the whole process.

Taking advantage of the break time, several people gathered in the kitchen again. As usual, Cheng Wuye took the lead in provoking the topic, and immediately let out a thunderstorm: "Uncle Liu is dead, I have seen it."

This question has been lingering in everyone's minds throughout the day. Even if there is an answer, they still feel palpitations when they hear it, and then the rabbit dies and the fox grieves.

Then came the news from the woman next door to Lao Liu.

Cheng Wuye didn't hide it, he said it all in front of everyone, and the astonishment on the faces of the people present was a little bit more.

Not only the information informed by the other party, but also because the other party informed this behavior.

The live broadcast room was even more astonished:

[I remember that the games for the next nine days are all in PVP mode? 】

【Why can he say it so effortlessly?Aren't you afraid that others will find out and pass the level earlier than him? 】

[The previous one must be the first time I have seen Brother Wu play a game. This is his style, and the disclosure of all the information will not affect his final first place. 】

[When can you keep a low profile, cub, isn't it delicious to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? 】

Cheng Wuye has a lot of information, but it is also complicated. The most obvious manifestation is that everyone is still at a loss after listening to it:

"Xu Zhukong is the deceased of this family, that is, the person who will be buried soon. He had a relationship with that girl named Guan Yueyue? And the girl died unexpectedly?"

"The person with the full name in the background of the game is usually a key NPC, and her person is still dead, so this Guan Yueyue is likely to become a ghost after death, then...Uncle Liu and the one who died yesterday, will it be possible? She did it all?"

"Why does it have to be Guan Yueyue who turned into a ghost? Didn't we just see that ghost in the morning? It was obviously Xu Zhukong! Besides, didn't the one who died yesterday died outside his kitchen? Xu Zhukong is better than Guan Yueyue anyway." Like a murderer and a big boss behind the scenes, right?"

"That's why Xu Zhukong died because he missed his girlfriend while he was alive, so he became a ghost and wanted to reconnect with his girlfriend? This morning Xu Zhukong's ghost saw... Didn't he still call him Little Moon? Doesn't that mean that he is dead? Missing that girl?"

Shi Yu silently glanced at Fang Chen who was speaking.

Fang Chen quickly looked away, not daring to look at him.

Some people still questioned: "But what does this have to do with Uncle Liu's death? Ghosts who are not unsolvable gamers will not kill people casually."

The air fell silent.

Two players died too quickly in one day, especially the first one, who was obviously an old gamer, and it was even more bizarre to die like this when he just came in without knowing anything.

Cheng Wuye took everyone's reactions into his eyes: "There are too few clues to judge. We must continue to search tonight."

The woman's face turned pale: "Are you still planning to go out at night?"

"It's not me." Cheng Wuye didn't even look at her, and his eyes fell directly on the three helpers: "We have been tasked with guarding the coffin from Lingshan Daoist for several nights, so we can only go .”

The new helpers were shocked when they heard it: "Why?"

Ordinary men frowned: "You guys just stayed in the kitchen all day and didn't find out anything, now you're just enjoying the benefits and planning to keep whoring for nothing?"

The skinny helper blushed: "We have a task! Didn't you say that you can't refuse the request of those people here?!"

Fang Chen whispered: "So we can't refuse the request of Taoist Lingshan now."

The overweight helper was silent from beginning to end, and finally said the first sentence at this moment, with a low and hoarse voice: "I won't go."

The woman's eyes widened instantly: "What do you mean?"

The overweight gritted his teeth, but failed to muster up the courage to repeat the extremely cowardly words. He just said: "It's too dangerous at night. I have nothing when I come here. I don't even have a mobile phone. There is no light. What's going on outside?" I can't even see clearly, if something really happens...why do you want us to go? You are old people, you have come here many times and have a lot of experience, why can't you go by yourself?"

Fang Chen was shocked by this set of sayings that "those who are able do more work".

Cheng Wuye patted Fang Chen who was still arguing with the other party, and said calmly, "Why?"

The overweight one looked at him stubbornly.

"If I went out to inquire today, the price I paid was that my hands were made like this." Cheng Wuye pulled away his long sleeves, and the white cloth on his forearm was almost completely stained red with blood, and the blood on the outer layer was even gone. It turned rusty red, "But you didn't do anything, and you just heard the clues I got in this way."

Fang Chen's eyes widened: "Brother, your hand was chopped off, why did you bleed so much?!"

Several members of the help team blushed, and the guilt, embarrassment and fear in their eyes kneaded into a complicated ball.

Shi Yu glanced at his hands, then quietly looked away.

. . . it's really all-encompassing.

Cheng Wuye didn't seem to hear it: "Based on the fact that I have participated in more games and have more experience than you, I can tell you responsibly that something will happen outside this house at night, and the clues I can get It will be very useful, and it is indispensable if you want to pass the game, but now only you have the ability to get it."

The eyes of the helpers were faintly shaken.

"If you want to go out and return to the real world, you must clear the game." Cheng Wuye pulled down his sleeves again, and his tone was as flat as if he was saying an ordinary thing, "Don't you want to go home?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

After a while, Lu Nan suddenly said, "Okay."

He said: "At night, I will go out to find clues."

"Boom" a burst of thunder reverberated, the sky seemed to be torn a big hole, and the pouring rain fell like that.

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Taoist Lingshan has already started looking for their people everywhere.

During the daytime, the lid of the coffin was left open because of condolences, and Xu Zhukong's body had already been put into the coffin.

As for the group of ghosts that made people feel cold when they approached, they disappeared, and they probably escaped while the museum was opening.

When Shi Yu arrived at the mourning hall, he suddenly asked, "Should I sleep in a coffin today?"

Daoist Lingshan seemed to be stunned for a moment, and waved his hands: "No need, the Xu family boy's body is already in the coffin, so there is no need to go in."

He said, and patted him on the shoulder kindly: "It's been hard for you these two days. If you hadn't stayed in the coffin and left a living place behind, the Xu family's children might not be willing to go in now."

The eyelids of the people next to him twitched when they heard these words.

Living people?Refuse to enter the coffin?

What kind of magical plot is this?

Shi Yu seemed to ask casually, and didn't ask why when he heard the answer. He just sat on the chair next to the mourning hall, propped his chin, and his eyelashes began to droop again.

Suddenly a person sat down beside him.

Shi Yu didn't open his eyes.

Cheng Wuye didn't bother him, just unscrewed the small stainless steel jar in his hand, and picked out a piece of ointment from it with his fingers.

Shi Yu pursed her lower lip lightly, got up and left with lowered eyes.

Then he was stopped by someone: "What are you going?"

Shi Yu looked down at the hand on his wrist, remained silent for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to his face: "Release."

Cheng Wuye held him with one hand, and the remaining one could move freely without affecting him unwrapping and applying medicine: "I'll ask you first, and you answer first."

Shi Yu: "You smell too bad."

"...?"

A question mark popped up in Cheng Wuye's mind.

Shi Yu didn't want to say more, and repeated again: "Release."

Cheng Wuye said: "Where does it smell bad?"

"release."

"Where does it smell bad?"

"..."

Shi Yu: "Ointment."

Cheng Wuye was stunned for two seconds before he realized what he meant. He shook his hand wrapped in a bloody cloth and laughed dumbfoundedly: "Can I stop applying the medicine?"

Shi Yu was expressionless: "What medicine did you apply for your injury?"

Cheng Wuye paused: "Huh?"

Shi Yu: "The blood on it is all on the inside of the arm."

Who can attack without hurting the outside of the opponent's arm but only hurting the inside?

It could only be a forgery.

[I thought no one would be able to see Brother Wu's flamboyant operation. 】

[When I saw Wuzai tie himself a white cloth and smear it with blood, I was still wondering what kind of new trend it was, but it turned out that it was just to fool the newcomers and make them feel guilty, so it was logical to let them run out to die at night! 】

[Isn't this a newcomer who hasn't been tricked, and from what he said, he knew Brother Wu was pretending at the first sight?At this point, I added him to follow. 】

[Woooooo Yan Dang said that our Normal University beauties will never admit defeat! 】

Cheng Wuye was told the truth by him, stared at him for a while, and finally said: "Do all the tricks."

In the corner of the hall, other people's eyes swept over this side, and they couldn't help staying on the bloody white cloth.

Cheng Wuye finished a scene of applying medicine in the middle of the pile of eyes without changing his expression, and then his eyes fell on the other party's hand that was held by him.

The bloody hole that was pierced by the ghost's claws was only covered in a few layers by the other party. The rough cloth blocked the blood from leaking out, but it was as cool as the bones: "Do you want to wipe it too?"

Shi Yu: "..."

Cheng Wuye finally let go of the other party before it seemed uncontrollable to strike, and watched the other party go all the way to the chair farthest from him in a straight line and sit down, continuing to bury his head between his knees.

...Speaking of which, he seems to have been sleeping all the time.

Cheng Wuye suddenly came up with this idea, recalling frame by frame all the situations since meeting the other party yesterday.

She has always been drowsy, but it seems that she has been unable to wake up.

Shi Yu didn't know what the other party was thinking, her body was getting more and more tired, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, the vision in front of her eyes went from blurry to clear to blurry, and finally almost left an afterimage.

He put on the sweater hat, closed his eyes, but did not sleep.

He has trouble falling asleep under natural conditions, for many, many years.

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It rained non-stop at night.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the stuffy room was rarely cool because of the rain.After walking around for about a day, everyone was quickly enveloped in drowsiness, or maybe it was a game setting, but after a long time, there was a steady breathing in the darkness.

At exactly eleven o'clock, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the window, and the rain fell.

In the darkness, someone suddenly stood up from the chair, walked out the door of the hall, and entered the rainstorm.

Then, the man suddenly fell to the ground, screaming, twisting, struggling, and began to scratch his own skin.

Piece by piece, the meat, veins and bones were exposed.

The blood mixed with the rain was washed into streams, and then quickly seeped into the concrete floor.

The moonlight poured into the courtyard, reflecting the man's face, the blood stains and white paste on his face melted into a patch of pits.

She was the only woman in the group of five on Taoist Lingshan's side.

And a black shadow slowly walked in from the door of the mourning hall.