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This is a magnificent scene that Meng Fuyou has never seen before.

"If it got into the grass buds, it shouldn't be so bright, but the luminous area will become larger, and it will be like dimly lit little lanterns." Nan Jingcheng lowered his voice to avoid disturbing these people Spirits in the mountains.

"It should be." Meng Fuyou raised her head and glanced at the man beside her. He was tall, almost a head taller than her. At close range, she had to raise her head slightly to look up at him, "Thank you, I feel much better."

Nan Jingcheng smiled lightly, "Go over there and have a look."

It was past eleven o'clock when we returned to the apartment building in Tiandu City. Nan Jingcheng pressed the combination lock and took Meng Fuyou to an empty room on the second floor. There was an NPC aunt to clean it every week, especially now. If you are pregnant, the frequency of cleaning will be higher, so you don't have to worry about hygiene issues at all.

"Are you going back to Hanshui tomorrow?" Meng Fuyou asked him standing in front of the door, "I'll buy the ticket later?"

Nan Jingcheng: "Don't worry, I'm here, go eat hot pot for two days before leaving, what do you think?"

The other three had already fallen asleep, and the corridor was very quiet.

"Okay, I really want to eat it too, but I thought you might get angry from eating these few days, so you haven't gone yet." Meng Fuyou was a little surprised.

"Not yet." Nan Jingcheng said, "Then say that, good night."

"Good night."

It rained lightly the next day, and the hot pot restaurant was still overcrowded. In addition to NPCs, there were also many live players without masks, and they all ate so well that they chatted and laughed happily.

The pot was boiling, Nan Jingcheng rolled up his shirt sleeves, and poured meat rolls into the soup. The noisy background added a bit of fireworks to his cold and restrained temperament.

Meng Fuyou looked at Nan Jingcheng's innocent face through the hazy white smoke, and suddenly said, "I've always wanted to ask, what kind of qualitative changes happened on the seventh floor that made you stop and find a regular teammate?" idea."

"The identity card was not handed out from the beginning. You have to get it by yourself. Random scene tasks have become more difficult. There is no prompt, and you are forced to enter directly. There are also random negative states. All in all, it is very troublesome." Nan Jingcheng Indifferently said: "The sixth floor can still be used solo, but on the seventh floor, if the teammate's tacit understanding is not enough, it is basically a dead end."

Meng Fuyou had a high opinion of Nan Jingcheng in his heart, since he said so, the difficulty of the seventh floor can be seen.

"Actually, the difficult sixth floor occasionally spawns a random negative state, but the probability is very small. The members of Daybreak have entered the sixth floor more than a hundred times, but they have only encountered negative states three times in total." Nan Jingcheng signaled that the meat in Meng Fuyou's pot was ready to eat, and then continued: "The cooling-off period for the sixth floor and the seventh floor is two months. Before you officially go upstairs, if you don't want to reach the status level, at least a few extreme The random scene tasks in the environment are rounded again to prepare for the seventh floor."

Meng Fuyou took a piece of fat beef with his chopsticks, and said casually, "Okay."

Back to Hanshui City is in the afternoon of the third day.

The rose flowers on the balcony of Meng Fuyou's room were watered by her for three days of fishing and two days of drying the nets, but they were still able to thrive with tenacious vitality.

After resting all night, the next day, the three of them made an appointment to enter the sixth-floor dungeon again. In the meeting room, Lu Mingyan said to them: "I went to find that girl named Huang Yuexi yesterday, and told her Qiu Xian's last words. "

Qiu Xian was the sympathizer in position [-] who spoke very fast in the previous round, and his last words before he died were that loud confession.

"I didn't dare to say that I was a fierce card. I was afraid that she would give me a hard time. I said I was a survivor of a spiritual card. That girl cried afterwards." Lu Mingyan rubbed his cheeks vigorously as he said, "Hey, In the future, don't encounter such a big lover, it makes me feel really uncomfortable."

Meng Fuyou glanced at him, Lu Mingyan seemed to have a carefree and unrestrained personality, but his heart was actually very soft.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, I'm fine." Lu Mingyan smiled, "That's how the fucking rules are, there's nothing you can do about it, those who should be sacrificed have to be sacrificed, as long as we don't have any accidents. "

Entering the corridor, Meng Fuyou pushed open the door on the sixth floor again, and the mirror turned into Xunfengka hung in front of him, inside was still a random face, with a very deep outline, with a little exotic style, a bit like the one from Xinjiang. Minority beauties.

After the fog cleared, Meng Fuyou saw the identity card, pastry chef, appearing in his hand.

After the red line walked around, the identity card disappeared in the palm, and the puppet deacon came in, and said softly to her: "You are the first distinguished guest, please follow me, and I will take you into Mosterling Castle."

Meng Fuyou raised her eyebrows subtly, this was the first time she took the No. [-] position.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the biting coolness hit from all directions, Meng Fuyou felt as if she had fallen into an ice hole in an instant, and she shivered from the cold.

Because she knew that it would be randomly refreshed throughout the year, she deliberately wore a spring and autumn coat before entering the book, thinking that she could take off the coat in summer, and even if it was brushed out in winter, it would at least have the effect of keeping out the cold, but obviously, this coat Coats are useless at this temperature.

The blizzard slapped on the glass windows of the castle, covering all the visible space outside. Meng Fuyou felt that her fingers were going to be stiff, so she quickly asked the puppet deacon to turn on the air conditioner.

It took time for the air conditioner to take effect, and Meng Fuyou asked the puppet deacon to help her light up the fireplace on the first floor. She leaned against the firelight, and felt that she had slowly regained some consciousness.

"Damn it, it's so cold." At this moment, player No.2 entered the arena, and upon hearing this familiar voice, Meng Fuyou had a bad feeling.

She raised her eyes and looked over, as expected, the one following the puppet deacon was Lu Mingyan.

Under the calm gaze, Meng Fuyou sighed slightly, feeling that Nan Jingcheng's position became the hope of the whole village.

"Would you like to sit here? It's warmer here." Meng Fuyou waved to him.

After Lu Mingyan came over, the two sat cross-legged on the carpet to warm up by the fire. The man saw her expressionless face and whispered to her, "Mo Fang, I am a mirror."

Meng Fuyou raised his eyebrows. It would be completely different if he had a double-sided mirror. Even if he really got a bad start, he would not be afraid to take the number one, two or three, but it was really a bright future.

Soon, the third player entered the arena. It was a man with pigtails. He had a strong artistic style and looked like he was engaged in creation.

With the increase of players entering the arena, the fireplace became lively, and everyone sat around to enjoy the fire. Ever since Meng Fuyou started brushing his books and going upstairs, he had never seen such a lively scene on the first day of the game.

Soon, the Puppet Deacon brought the No.9 player in. Meng Fuyou and Lu Mingyan looked over at the same time. If this one is not Nan Jingcheng, then he is the last No. [-] player. Innate advantages, but the number ten will be connected to the number one again, and it becomes a disguised three evil serial numbers.

It's a pity that Nan Jingcheng was not in seat number nine, but a girl with ponytail and glasses came in.

It just so happened that the man next to him in position three stretched out his hand to warm the fire and chatted with her: "If you can get out smoothly, what do you want to do most?"

Meng Fuyou said without hesitation: "Let's find a place to get rid of bad luck."

After another 5 minutes, after Nan Jingcheng in the tenth position also came in, the puppet deacon Wen Sheng announced the opening speech to everyone. After speaking, he still gave the key reminder of the random scene mission in the last sentence: "Castle The Kuta tribe in the north is in the period of sacrificial ceremony, and will hold a bonfire party at [-]:[-] pm, and interested guests can join in the fun."

The weather was really too cold. After the puppet deacon finished speaking, everyone hurried upstairs, rushing back to the room to add clothes.

Meng Fuyou took out the thickest down jacket, and a series of equipment such as scarves, gloves and snow boots also came in handy.

She turned on the air conditioner in the room to the maximum, and finally felt a little warmer.

After a few minutes, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Normally, no one would drop by on the first day, Meng Fuyou felt a little strange, and asked, "Who?"

A shivering weak voice came from outside: "Excuse me, I, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of weather, and I have no experience. May I ask how many clothes you have, can you lend me one?"

There are only two women in this scene, one is Meng Fuyou, and the other is the ponytail in position nine.

Meng Fuyou opened the door a crack, and the little girl outside looked to be in her early twenties, wearing only a thin jumpsuit, her cheeks were flushed from the cold, she curled up pitifully with her arms folded, and shivered all over.

There is a fireplace and air conditioner downstairs, as well as in the rooms, but the corridors are still cold.

"Hi, can you lend me a dress? Please." The girl stammered.

Meng Fuyou still has a short down jacket that is a little thinner, and it would be fine to borrow her to wear it, but there is a problem, the rules in the corridor of the abyss, if any object is ten meters away from the owner, it will be taken away by the second person. It will disappear immediately when touched.

For example, no matter how far a lost thing goes, it will still stay in place, but once someone picks it up, it will disappear immediately.

So in order to ensure that this dress can be used all the time, this girl will not only ask to sleep with her at night, but also will always stay within ten meters of Meng Fuyou during the day, which will affect her communication strategy with her teammates. .

Meng Fuyou showed an apologetic expression, "I only brought one set of clothes here, I'm really sorry, maybe you can ask other people, especially the people next to your room, I don't think the boy on the [-]th has a very good body shape. Big, you live close together, pushing the bed in one direction might break the rules."

The girl's eyes couldn't hide her disappointment, "Okay."

After she left, Meng Fuyou didn't close the door directly, but left a small gap, watched the other party knock on the door of No. [-] room again. No. [-] was a relatively thin boy who borrowed a men's suit. The polar fleece jacket was given to her, and the girl thanked her repeatedly after taking it.

At 55:[-] in the evening, the doll deacon knocked on the door on time.

"Distinguished guest, do you want to attend the bonfire party of the Kuta tribe tonight?"

Meng Fuyou was ready a long time ago, armed with hat, scarf and gloves, nodded and said, "Participate."

"Okay." The doll deacon reminded with a smile: "There is one thing to note in advance. The Kuta tribe is a mysterious and ceremonial tribe. Please respect their national culture and beliefs."

This reminder must not be nonsense, Meng Fuyou has always been sensitive to this, and asked very directly: "What are the taboos?"

"The welcoming envoy of the Kuta tribe will introduce you before entering the venue." The doll deacon took out a long red feather, "This is your admission ticket, please keep it, the duration of the bonfire dinner is one I hope you have a great time."

It was the same as last time, as soon as Meng Fuyou's hand touched the plume, she felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the scene changed to the outside, with a full moon hanging in the night sky, and an endless silver-white snow field meeting the sky on the distant horizon. Then, fortunately, the blizzard has stopped.

In front of her was a huge racecourse surrounded by wooden fences, beyond the horizon at a glance, with scarlet fires shining inside, dull drumbeats accompanied by neatly humming folk songs, and the ceremony that was about to start was being carried out hot field.

The author says:

After falling in love, Mengmeng found that he had misjudged himself. Everything about his abstinent temperament was fake.