Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

The innocent residents ran fast and disappeared at the stairs.

Shen Dongqing touched the tip of her nose, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as he walked in, he bumped into a murder scene directly.

Maybe the resident had not had time to clean up after eating the takeaway, the sofa was covered with blood on the floor, and half of his arm was still hanging on the sofa, which looked quite fresh.

Shen Dongqing carefully stepped over the blood on the ground and walked up the stairs.

The wooden stairs were inlaid on the wall, and he turned his head to look, and there were messy bloody handprints all over it, as if they were left when he fled in a hurry.

Add heavy curtains and undervoltage lights, and it's a standard haunted house.

Shen Dongqing stretched her waist and made a decision: "I will live here today!"

Wu Jia was uneasy: "Is it going to be bad?"

There is also an original resident here, who is hiding in a corner, afraid that he will wake up the next day with missing parts.

Shen Dongqing listened to Wu Jia's concerns, and nodded: "Yes."

Wu Jia thought that Shen Dongqing would give up the idea of ​​living in a haunted house, but he changed the subject and said, "It's time to say hello to the owner of the house."

Then he went straight upstairs.

Wu Jia turned his head to ask Zhou Wenyan for his thoughts.

Well, these two people are a couple, Zhou Wenyan looks like a bear parent who is used to bear children, it doesn't matter how much you mess around.

But they also have the capital to mess around.

Wu Jia twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking: There are not many players who can make the game jump and vomit blood with anger, right?

Ding Ding Ding-

Shen Dongqing briskly stepped on the stairs and went upstairs.

The lights on the second floor were not turned on, and all the windows were blocked by heavy curtains, so the corridor was pitch-black, with the doors on both sides open there, so silent that only the sound of my own breathing and heartbeat could be heard.

In such a closed and dark environment, people's fear is infinitely magnified, fearing that a Sadako will suddenly pop out of the corner or something.

But this terrifying atmosphere didn't last long, and was broken by a burst of shouts.

"Hello? Are you there?" Shen Dongqing stood at the entrance of the corridor on the second floor and shouted towards the inside, for fear that the ghosts would not know that he was here.

There was no movement in the corridor.

Shen Dongqing groped on the wall and pressed the switch.

Zilla!

The wall lamp flickered on and then dimmed.

At this moment, Wu Jia, who was following behind, saw a distorted human face flash by. Even though he had seen this kind of scene too often, his first reaction was to back away in fright.

After he recovered, Shen Dongqing rushed over and grabbed the pale grimace.

Wu Jia recalled belatedly, the distorted face didn't seem to be scaring people, but rather...fear.

I don't know how many copies of the game and ghosts he has beaten up by Shen Dongqing, but ghosts are often deceived by his innocent and kind appearance, and they will cry and regret after being beaten up. Forced or very little.

Over there, Shen Dongqing held down the unfortunate resident and greeted him warmly.

The resident shrank his head, rolled his red eyes nervously, and trembled unconsciously when he heard Shen Dongqing's voice.Judging by his appearance, if he could not leave this small bungalow, he might be able to jump directly from the window on the second floor.

Shen Dongqing asked very politely: "Can we borrow one night?"

Mr. Resident's teeth chattered: "Giggle..." He couldn't even say a word.

Shen Dongqing tilted her head: "?"

Look like if you dare to say no, I dare to destroy you humanely on the spot.

The resident who couldn't speak was so frightened that he choked out a single word: "Yes... Yes!"

Shen Dongqing let go, patted Mr. Resident on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Then excuse me!"

The frightened resident Mr.: ...

So you just want to stay here for one night after all this?

Shen Dongqing let go of Mr. Resident, turned around and went back to choose the room to live in. Halfway there, he seemed to remember something and asked, "Do you know me?"

Mr. Resident shook his head desperately.

Shen Dongqing: "Then why did you run away when you saw me?"

Mr. Hu could not speak. If he had to speak, it would probably be... the fear engraved in his soul.Even if you don't remember anything, you will be conditioned to be afraid.

Shen Dongqing thought about it, maybe the copy of the game was harmed when he didn't remember, and Mr. Resident became the victim by the way.

He changed the question: "Then do you know where the ghost king's treasure is?"

The resident may have committed the ghost king ptsd, and his condition was extremely serious. He rolled his eyes when he heard these two words, and fainted on the ground on the spot.

Shen Dongqing: ...

At this moment, an excited voice suddenly sounded outside the window: "I found—"

Shen Dongqing walked over and opened the curtains, looked out of the window, and found a player running out of a two-story house covered in blood, holding something in his hand, just far away It's too far away to see what it is.

The player narrowly escaped death, was too excited, and waved at his teammates.

Then his teammates gave him a warm welcome, stabbed him straight away, and took the item away.

As soon as the things were in hand, before the teammates had time to run away, they heard the sound of broadcasting from above.

"Congratulations——" The voice was exaggerated, there was a strange sharp laugh first, and then said, "A lucky friend has already obtained the treasure of the ghost king, but I forgot to remind you, the ghost king is a fraternal monarch , his treasures... are many!"

"But which one is the ghost king's favorite?"

"We don't know hahahaha—"

"So, please bring the ghost king's treasure to the tower in the city for appraisal."

A player asked: "What if the identification is wrong?"

"good question!"

"Being right will be rewarded, so mistakes must be punished, which is fair!"

The last word fell, and the players fell into silence.

This is simply cheating people!

There are a total of 99 houses in the inner city, which may be ghosts or treasures of the ghost king, but now tell them that there are many treasures of the ghost king, but there is only one real treasure, and if you take it wrong, you may die. too small!

I don't know which player wailed: "I won't play anymore——"

Shen Dongqing put down the curtains, and began to think about this question: "What exactly is the ghost king's treasure?"

He thought about it for a while, but he still felt that this "treasure" must not be an ordinary thing. He was not in a hurry, and directly put this problem behind him, and planned to take a rest first.

Shen Dongqing chose a room to live in, took a shower and changed, and revived with blood.

He sat cross-legged on the sofa, untied his backpack and poured out a small half-pack of snacks, and started to chew.

After eating half of a pack of potato chips, Zhou Wenyan walked out of the bathroom and sat next to Shen Dongqing.There was still water vapor on his body, and it smelled like body wash, which was strangely pleasant. Shen Dongqing moved and leaned over.

The water droplets from Zhou Wenyan's hair slid down and landed on Shen Dongqing's cheek. He leaned over to rub it, and fell directly into Zhou Wenyan's arms.

Zhou Wenyan was wiping his hair with a towel, and changed his position to make the person in his arms lie more comfortably.

Shen Dongqing snapped her fingers and said, "Where is the ghost king's treasure?"

Zhou Wenyan: "Well... I think it's very likely to be inside the central tower."

Shen Dongqing: "Why?"

Zhou Wenyan put down the wet towel, kissed the person, and then said: "The broadcaster just now said that they didn't know which one was the ghost king's treasure, but they also said that they should go to the tower for identification."

"Contradictory, since they don't know, how can they identify it? Unless they know where the treasure is, and they are sure that the players are not taking the real treasure."

Shen Dongqing pulled out her hands and applauded.

Zhou Wenyan: "...that's my guess."

Shen Dongqing: "Oh, it's okay to guess wrong, we'll find out when we go into the tower and take a look."

Zhou Wenyan: "Alright."

The two of them made plans for tomorrow hastily, and fell asleep.

Maybe it's because she didn't sleep well in the past two days on the island, Shen Dongqing came to noon the next day when she opened her eyes.

The windows of the room were tightly covered, not a gleam of light came in, so that Shen Dongqing thought it was not dawn, and would go back to sleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

Zhou Wenyan leaned over and kissed his eyelids.

Shen Dongqing's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"It's time to get up." Zhou Wenyan's voice was exceptionally gentle.

Shen Dongqing made a meaningless nasal sound, as if she was acting like a baby.

Zhou Wenyan: "Cough——"

If he didn't get up again, he wasn't sure what he would do.

Fortunately, Shen Dongqing woke up when she was about to touch the danger line.

Zhou Wenyan helped the dazed man with some regret on his face, but he still didn't do anything.

After the two simply washed up, they walked out of the room.

Compared with the two bosses, Wu Jia was obviously an ordinary person. He didn't sleep well at night and had been waiting downstairs early. He sat in a clean place for a while when he heard footsteps upstairs.

He looked around and found that it was the resident gentleman.

Wu Jia thought that the resident was going to make trouble when he was alone, so he was vigilant for a long time, but saw the resident struggling to climb down the stairs, and hid in the corner like a thief.

Wu Jia:?

What is this for?

After Mr. Resident hid, Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan went downstairs.

Wu Jia: "Should we go into a few more rooms today?"

Shen Dongqing: "No, let's go directly to the central tower."

Wu Jia asked cautiously, "What are you going to do?"

Could it be that they were guarding there, and whoever identified the treasure would grab it?

Although it's not very good, it is indeed something these two can do.

Zhou Wenyan: "Go in and have a look."

With that said, a group of people walked out of the small bungalow.

Before leaving, Shen Dongqing deliberately turned around to talk to Mr. Resident: "Come again when I have a chance—"

Mr. Resident, who thought that hiding in the corner would reduce his sense of presence, hugged himself tightly, and almost shed two tears.

It's enough to be frightened once, don't do it a second time.

They rested for a night, and the players outside didn't have time to sleep.After experiencing various failures, the players temporarily put aside their grievances and work together to prepare to clean all the houses with a carpet.

It has to be said that the players who can enter the game dungeon of Ghost City have two brushes. After paying very little sacrifice, they entered most of the houses at noon on the second day, and the treasures of the ghost king are as big as Xiaoshan. high.

What dilapidated dolls, never-ending music boxes, exquisite puppet theater...

"Is the ghost king a little girl?" A player sneered and threw the thing he just got.

The hill trembled slightly, as if it couldn't bear the weight, one of the small objects rolled down with a gurgle, and landed right at Shen Dongqing's feet.

Shen Dongqing looked down and saw that it was a toffee.

The packaging of this toffee is already a bit dirty, and the colorful patterns on it can be vaguely seen.

Shen Dongqing felt inexplicably familiar, and was about to bend down to pick it up, but someone snatched it away first.

The man also warned: "These things are ours!"

Shen Dongqing withdrew her hand, and turned to look at the hill.

The music box creaked and turned, making some jerky music.

Shen Dongqing looked at it for a while, and a few images seemed to flash before his eyes. Before he could investigate further, something was pressed against his lips, and he subconsciously licked it.

is sweet.

A peeled toffee was placed next to Shen Dongqing's mouth, he lowered his head and bit it, the sweet taste melted in his mouth.

Shen Dongqing muttered: "I'm not greedy."

Zhou Wenyan withdrew his hand and touched the top of Shen Dongqing's head.

Shen Dongqing bit the toffee and said, "I see that the things left by the ghost king look familiar to me. I think it should be..." He paused, "I should have known the ghost king before."

He felt that this reasoning was correct, nodded and said, "We should have a good relationship."

Zhou Wenyan: "Well..."

Shen Dongqing: "Maybe if you see the Ghost King, you will be able to retrieve your previous memories."

Zhou Wenyan: "Actually..."

But before he finished speaking, Shen Dongqing dragged him away.

The inner circle of the ghost city is very large, and the houses are built like a maze. Shen Dongqing led the way in front, and got lost after leading the way.He didn't feel it himself, and he only reacted after going back to the origin again.

"I'm lost?" Shen Dongqing scratched her hair, her face full of confusion.

Zhou Wenyan reminded: "You should go to the right."

Shen Dongqing was silent for a few seconds: "...Why didn't you tell me?"

Zhou Wenyan held back a smile: "Because you took your walk too seriously."

And the serious appearance is too cute, I want to see it for a while.

Shen Dongqing puffed her cheeks, and walked in the direction Zhou Wenyan pointed.

After a period of twists and turns, I finally saw the tall central tower. Obviously they started first, but other players arrived faster than them, and they were already queuing up there for identification.

In order to prevent internal strife, those players adopted the lottery method, and each player drew an item to appraise. Whether the appraisal succeeded or failed was luck, and no one else could be blamed.

Shen Dongqing never did anything illegal, so she and Zhou Wenyan were naturally at the end of the line obediently.

Wu Jia couldn't help but said, "We don't have anything, so we can't identify it."

Shen Dongqing: "Appraisal? Why do you need an appraisal?"

Wu Jia and Shen Dongqing looked at each other and felt that they were not on the same channel.

Wu Jia felt a little dizzy: "These people are queuing up to appraise the treasure of the ghost king, you..."

Shen Dongqing understood, he waved his hand: "We don't have an appraisal, so let's go in directly."

As he spoke, he patted the person in front and said politely, "Rang Rang, Rang Rang—"

The player moved away in a daze.

The three of them just walked through the line and came to the front.

The door of the high tower was closed, the player did not go in, but stood at the door for appraisal. The appraiser was not a human, but a black crow.

The crow stood on a railing that was as tall as a person, looking down at the player: "Quack - not -"

The player's face turned pale, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground.

After the crow was identified, the soil where the player was standing loosened, and a deep pit was sunk, from which a ghoul crawled out with corpse spots and stench, its eyes were dull, and it pounced on the player.

Fortunately, the player had an item in his hand, he threw off the ghoul and ran outside quickly.

The ghouls seem to be moving slowly, but they stick tightly behind the players. One person and one ghost chase each other, playing a parkour game.

The crow laughed "quack" happily, and waved its wings to signal the next one to come forward.

Then it saw two people standing up, and one of them looked very familiar.

crow:……

It's kind of out of laughter.

The crow eased his mood, flapped his wings and asked, "Where is the thing?"

Shen Dongqing: "No."

"Oh, no, no—" The crow widened his eyes and looked straight at the people below.

What are you doing without you?

Maybe the crow's expression was too obvious, Shen Dongqing heard its soul cry, and pointed to the door behind him: "We want to go in."

Crow tilted his head: "Gah?"

Shen Dongqing also tilted her head like it did: "Can't you?"

Crow felt that his little brain was not enough.

In terms of setting, it doesn't seem to say that others cannot be allowed in, but...

Shen Dongqing: "Then we'll go in."

Crow: "Quack! No way!"

It jumped up excitedly, and stood in front of Shen Dongqing.

Shen Dongqing stopped, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Are you sure?"

Crow: "Gah—no——"

Three seconds later, the high-spirited trifecta of crows sounded near the tower, accompanied by pieces of feathers falling down, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it cry.

The crow managed to get out of the clutches of the clutches, and stood aside sobbing: "Go in, go in."

As soon as Shen Dongqing let go, the fine feathers fell off. He clapped his hands, still with the same smile: "Shouldn't it be over?"

Crow: ...I hate it!

It silently took two steps back, away from this terrifying human being.

The tower is sealed by an iron gate.

The iron gate was as tall as a person, with various ghosts engraved on both sides, and a large ghost mouth in the middle, covered with fangs, as if waiting for food to be fed into the mouth.

Crow: "Hmph, the door can't be opened at all, you can't get in—"

It was Shen Dongqing's favorite part of opening the door again.

He stretched out his hand to test the firmness of the iron door, but before he touched the knocker, the iron door opened slowly by itself.

With question marks all over Shen Dongqing's face, she turned to look at the crow.

crow:?

The slap in the face came too fast, and it couldn't accept it. After humming twice, it silently covered its face with its wings.

Tsk, it hurts a bit.

The iron door hadn't been opened for a long time, and the gears were a little rusty, making a teeth-piercing sound when it was opened.

After it was fully opened, there was a thick darkness behind the door, and wisps of smoke escaped from it, trying to wrap around Shen Dongqing's fingers.

Zhou Wenyan gave Shen Dongqing a hand to avoid the smoke.

Shen Dongqing: "It's okay."

For some reason, he knew that the black mist was not dangerous.

After confirming that there was no danger, Zhou Wenyan let go of his hand.

Shen Dongqing stepped forward, and a wisp of black mist obediently wrapped around his fingers, rubbing against his fingertips like a house pet.

"I must have a good relationship with the Ghost King!" Shen Dongqing said while touching the black mist.

Zhou Wenyan was silent for a moment: "...Have you never thought that you are the ghost king?"

Shen Dongqing was stunned: "Huh?"

Regarding the fact that he is the ghost king, Shen Dongqing really didn't think about it, because in his memory, his character design should be a thousand-year-old ghost who picked up a dead body, and he couldn't match the ghost king no matter what. ——Except for the fact that they are all ghosts.

So in the fact that he was familiar with the ghost city, he only wanted to rely on the fact that he was friends with the ghost king.

"It should... No." Shen Dongqing was a little uncertain, "I don't even remember."

In the past, he felt that he had existed for too long and couldn't remember the past, but now it seems that this is definitely not the case. No matter how bad his memory is, it is impossible for him to forget his identity!

Something must have happened, or someone had tampered with him.

Zhou Wenyan: "Go in and have a look."

After they went in, the rest of the players were not fools, and they stopped playing identification games with the crow. After watching for a while, the brave ones also walked in.

From the outside, the tower was pitch black, but after entering, a little light gradually emerged.

Shen Dongqing was not quite used to it at first, she rubbed her eyes and found a mountain of meat in front of her.

The mountain of meat was as tall as a person, and upon closer inspection, it was formed by the accumulation of strips of tongue. The tongue was still wriggling away from the body, making a miserable scream.

Behind the pile of tongues is a wall with murals painted on it. The first picture shows a kid opening a woman's mouth, and another kid pulling out her tongue with iron pliers.It wasn't pulled off all at once, but was tortured slowly, pulled slowly, and it seemed that the tongue was pulled out more than one meter long.

The woman's eyes were bloodshot, and she let out a "huh" sound, staring desperately and resentfully at everyone who walked in.

Shen Dongqing stared at her for a while, then suddenly said: "This tongue is a bit more elastic."

The woman whose tongue was pulled out: ...

The player who followed up and just heard this paragraph: ...

Then Shen Dongqing said: "I still don't think I'm the King of Ghosts."

Zhou Wenyan: "Do you remember anything?"

"No." Shen Dongqing shook her head, "I just don't think my taste is that bad, no matter what I do, I won't make the place I live in like this, and I don't even look appetizing!"

Wu Jia reminded in a low voice: "I looked outside, and the tower should have [-] floors. It is an imitation of [-] hells. This is the first floor, scissors hell." What did he think of, "Every hell corresponds to There are different crimes, and if you commit this crime, you will be trapped in this layer of hell."

He was a little flustered, who wouldn't do something immoral in life?

Shen Dongqing didn't think so deeply, but sighed quietly: "It's too tasteless, it can only imitate, and can't innovate."

Then he said firmly: "I am definitely not the ghost king."