Please this player not to harass NPCs

Perhaps because of his disappointment with reality, he devoted all his efforts to simple and direct games, and since then he has actively disconnected from other people.

——Old Lu

Chu Mie's gaze sank, and he gripped the handle of the fruit knife calmly.

"Who is it, you don't sleep at night and stand at the door!"

An old voice sounded, and the lights came on behind the old windows. The old man came out of the shop slowly, turned on all the lights that could be turned on, and then walked out of the shop.

Chu Mie quietly hid the fruit knife behind his back, with a harmless and shy smile on his face,

The old man saw Chu Mie's appearance clearly through the light, and asked hesitantly, "You are not from here, are you? You are a foreigner."

"..."

Chu Mie didn't know the old man's attitude, so he didn't make a sound.

The old man looked at him for a moment, as if to judge whether he was a suspicious person.A few seconds later, the old man took a step back, making room for one person to enter: "Okay, come in."

"Thank you."

With a smile on his face, Chu Mi put the fruit knife back into the knife case with his hands behind his back, and took advantage of the situation to put the fruit knife on the side of his wrist, and put the fruit knife back into his pocket when the boss was not paying attention.

…………

The interior of the store is as old as its exterior, but although there are many things, they are arranged in an orderly manner.

Chu Mie: "Excuse me, what's your name?"

"My surname is Lu, just call me Old Lu."

Old Lu pulled over a small low stool, sat on it and asked, "Young man, it's already past three o'clock in the morning, why don't you stay here forever if you don't buy it!"

Chu Mie glanced at the games on the shelves, and asked, "Then what games do you sell here?"

"I'm a store run by an old man. It's impossible to sell some fresh games. They are all old games from the past. If you like it, buy it, and if you don't like it, just go out."

"Old games..." Chu Mie glanced over and saw that many of them were pixel-style games. He subconsciously thought of this dungeon game and asked, "I want to ask, do you have any games that I have played before?" Game? I forgot the name of the game."

Old Lu waited for his response: "Then tell me what kind of game it is?"

"From the perspective of a traveler, I entered a strange town, and then found that the people in the town had a strange disease—"

"I don't have this kind of game here." Old Lu decisively interrupted Chu Mie's words, his eyes were alert and serious: "Where did you play this game from?"

Chu Mie looked at Lao Lu steadfastly, and when he noticed the tension in Lao Lu's eyes, he smiled and said, "Computer."

Old Lu: "I'm asking where you got this game."

"I don't know, I have it on my computer." Chu Mie deliberately looked confused: "So you want to wholesale the game I mentioned?"

Old Lu: "..."

Then wholesale the game you mentioned, and our town can directly become a real version of the game.

"So is there anything special about this game?" Chu Mie began to probe: "If you really want to wholesale this kind of game, I will find a way to pay attention to it and see if I can remember what the game is called."

Old Lu showed some embarrassment on his face, but he still said after all: "If you remember where you saw this game, you must hide away!"

Chu Mie nodded silently, thinking: Maybe you can't hide, then the game is placed in the apartment.

"Speaking of which, where did you come from?" Old Lu looked at him and asked.

Chu Mie smiled and said, "I'm from outside."

Old Lu: "..."

You answered my question with straight nonsense.

"Be more specific." Old Lu was afraid that he would say something strange: "Where did you come from?"

"He came from the end of the street over there." Chu Mie raised his finger and pointed to the left direction of the door, "I live in the apartment near the grove."

"What grove?" Old Lu looked at the direction Chu Mie was pointing inexplicably: "The end of the street over there is connected to other people's houses. Where is there any apartment?"

"Wait, the apartment over there in the woods?"

While talking, he suddenly looked at Chu Mie's feet suspiciously and terrified.

"Don't worry." Chu Mi looked down at the shadow under his feet: "I have a shadow, not a ghost."

Lao Lu looked away from his feet with some guilty conscience, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Look at what you said, it's unlucky to talk about ghosts in the middle of the night, and it will mess with ghosts."

But when he raised his eyes, he saw Chu Mie, who had an innocent and innocent face just now, looked at him coldly, and took out a knife that he didn't know where.

After Chu Mie pulled the knife out of its sheath, he fiddled with it a few times in the air, with a threatening look in his eyes, and said expressionlessly, "Can you tell me your story right now?"

Old Lu: "..."

say what?Tell ghost stories?Once upon a time there was a ghost, and then he appeared in front of me and asked me to tell him a story?

"Oh, by the way, don't lie." Chu Mie played with the fruit knife, "I want this story to be adapted from real events."

Old Lu: "..."

So you show up in the middle of the night and you want me to tell you a bedtime story?

Old Lu could only tremblingly start telling the "story" adapted from real events:

There used to be a child named Mingrui in the town.There is only one mother in the child's family, and the father does not know who it is.He is not a local, probably came to this town with his mother when he was eight years old.

His mother is not a serious person either, she often pulls other men into the house, doesn't care much about Mingrui's existence, usually gives Mingrui money directly, and doesn't care where Mingrui will go in the future.

Neighbors looked down on Mingrui's mother, but felt sorry for the child, and would occasionally take him home for something to eat.

Generally speaking, the attitude of the people in the town towards Mingrui is pitiful and strange.Mingrui can't play with his peers without any suspicion like the children in the town, because both Mingrui himself and his peers know and care about Mingrui's mother's gossip.

With sympathy and concern for Mingrui, people always like to ask Mingrui to say a few words, such as: "Did your mother invite other people to visit at home today", "How do you usually live", "Do you blame your mother?" some type of.

Mingrui is a precocious child and doesn't like to talk, but he still has a stiff smile and answers these questions over and over again.

"Let me tell you, they just care about that child." Old Lu should have been paying attention to Mingrui for a long time, so when he mentioned Mingrui, his tone was very kind: "They ask here every day, just like checking household registration. Yes, the questions were about topics that made the child uncomfortable."

"What kind of concern is this!"

Old Lu said a little depressed and distressed: "I am a little concerned, but if I am too much, it will become a trouble. I have seen Mingrui go out several times, and walk around when I see people, for fear of being stopped by them for questioning."

Sometimes Mingrui couldn't hide, so he could only answer all their questions with a stiff smile, and then quickly left the adults to avoid hearing the whispers of the townspeople behind him:

"This Mingrui's mother is really real, she is already a mother, and she is so indiscreet."

"I'm sorry for Mingrui's child, what will I do next..."

Every time he heard these words, Ming Rui quickly ran away with red eyes.

Old Lu sighed, and he was not so afraid of Chu Mie emotionally: "Mingrui's child is suffering very much, so I never ask him these questions. Why do you need to ask?"

"If you ask, there is no way to improve the child's situation. Instead, it will make the child feel more uncomfortable. If you really care about it, you should be more considerate to Mingrui."

When Chu Mie heard this, he also understood that Ming Rui was the key figure in this dungeon, and said, "What happened later? Is Ming Rui still in this town?"

"Ming Rui died a long time ago."

Annoyed look kept pouring out of Lao Lu's eyes: "It's also my fault."

Chu Mie: "How do you say that?"

"I usually don't like to ask Mingrui so many questions, so Mingrui sometimes comes to my place to talk and talk in a daze when he is unhappy."

"I don't think he has any playmates around, so I just want to let him distract himself, don't pay so much attention to his mother and other people. You also know that I am a game buyer..." Old Lu's tone was unabashed Regret: "I gave him the game, but I didn't expect that it would harm the child instead."

The game really enriched Mingrui's time, and the joy and satisfaction brought by the game made him smile a little bit more, and he became less concerned about his mother bringing other men home, or other people's gossip.

Perhaps because the game world is so simple and understandable that no patience is needed, Ming Rui became addicted to the game.

This kind of change is naturally bad, but by the time Lao Lu realized it, Ming Rui could no longer listen to his advice.

Mingrui became locked at home all day, didn't want to go to school, and didn't care that there were so many people in the house, anyway, he just locked himself in his room and played games day and night.

When Ming Rui finished playing the game at hand and came to look for Lao Lu, he looked very haggard.

Lao Lu didn't want Mingrui to be decadent like this anymore, so he refused to sell games to Mingrui no matter what.For the first time, Mingrui showed him angry and resentful eyes, and reprimanded him:

"Why don't you sell it to me? Did you also believe their nonsense, thinking that my mother would just like—"

Mingrui couldn't say that word, and gritted his teeth and endured it: "You also think that a child with a background like me, mud can't support the wall, so there is no need to treat me like other children?"

Old Lu was a little sad by what he said, and stared blankly at Ming Rui without speaking.

Mingrui seemed to have reacted, his eyes were a little red, he pursed his lips and said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, then turned and ran away in embarrassment.

From that day on, Lao Lu never saw Ming Rui again.

A week later, Ming Rui didn't show up again. Lao Lu was worried about him, so he went to ask other people to find out that Ming Rui was dead.

After the child's death, all sorts of bizarre things happened in the apartment where he and his mother lived, and some people even died in that apartment.

Everyone rumored that Mingrui had been wandering around the apartment after his death, killing everyone he saw, so gradually everyone moved out of the apartment.

"What about Mingrui's mother?"

After listening to Chu Mie's words, Lao Lu sighed, "I didn't tell the whole truth."

"The night Ming Rui died, his mother also died."