Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

Zhou Wenyan lowered his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the hands that were pulling him hard.

There was no panic or struggle, just watching lightly.

For some reason, the white face who had already died felt a trace of fear.

It wanted to retreat, and was about to let go, and when it got back under the warm bed, it was grabbed by the person on the bed.

Zhou Wenyan grabbed Bailian's bare arm and pulled it out from under the bed.

Bailian's body was pulled extremely long, like noodles, one end was held in Zhou Wenyan's hand, and the other end was still shrunk under the bed, refusing to come out alive or alive.

Zhou Wenyan took a look at the shabby white face: "Who asked you to come?"

The setting of this game is more like a card game.

On the premise of not being killed by ghosts, you can capture ghosts and turn them into cards for your own use.Therefore, in addition to natural ghosts, there will also be ghosts driven by players to harm people.

When Zhou Wenyan entered the room, he checked it deliberately, and there were no ghosts in it.

And this white-faced ghost suddenly appeared under the bed.

The white-faced ghost is still a ghost with professional ethics. Instead of betraying its master immediately, it wants to fight back.

It stretched out two bare arms and pinched Zhou Wenyan's neck.

Zhou Wenyan gave a "tsk", and a black mist rose from his fingertips, wrapping around the body of the white-faced ghost.

The white-faced ghost froze there.

It could clearly feel the huge Yin Qi in the black mist, enough to knock it out of its wits.It immediately changed into a face, begging: "I said, I said..."

Zhou Wenyan's eyes were slightly cold: "I don't like asking a question twice, let alone..."

Pale-faced Ghost: "No—"

Before the word came out of his throat, a black mist surged, enveloping the whole ghost.

When the black mist receded, the white-faced ghost disappeared without a trace, even without making a sound.Different from other ghosts, White Face Ghost didn't even leave a card behind.

Zhou Wenyan let go of his hand, and slowly said the second half of the sentence: "...you made my people fall asleep because of your noise."

He turned to look at Shen Dongqing.

Shen Dongqing didn't know anything about all this, but after regaining her composure, she hugged the pillow and rubbed it.

Zhou Wenyan simply turned over and sat up, looking at the place where the front light on the bed couldn't shine.

Before he could open his mouth, a black shadow emerged from the corner, obediently lowering its head.

Zhou Wenyan lowered his voice: "You know?"

Seeing the scene just now, Soi Ying nodded quickly without hesitation.

Originally, Hei Ying thought that the previous homeowner was already scary enough, but he didn't expect that there would be another even more powerful one.

Being a ghost is already very difficult, but it is really even more difficult to accept threats from people.

With the idea that other people's death is better than its own, Soi Ying completely explained where the white-faced ghost came from.

White Face Ghost comes from Room 1209.

According to Soi Ying, there are two people living in Room 1209.

Zhou Wenyan held a card between his fingers and handed it over.

Sombra took it very politely.

"Take it and put it in Room 1209."

Reciprocity.

The alarm goes off on time.

At the same time, there was a system announcement.

[Real-time broadcast of surviving players, currently 21 surviving players]

More dead than the night before.

Unlike others, Zhou Wenyan also heard the death broadcast of his teammates.

It seems that they should have had a good dream last night.

Zhou Wenyan thought casually.

Shen Dongqing was still woken up by the alarm clock. He dragged Zhou Wenyan in a daze and said, "What did you do last night? How did it become delicious?"

The cloudiness on his body became thicker.

The corners of Zhou Wenyan's lips curled up: "Want to eat?"

Shen Dongqing hasn't woken up yet, but her actions are one step faster than her thoughts: "Think."

The two dawdled in the room for a while before going out.

Blueberry heard the movement and looked over, the first thing she saw was Shen Dongqing's slightly red and swollen lips.She coughed lightly, pretending to see nothing, and said, "Did there be any movement in your place last night?"

Shen Dongqing picked up a piece of toast on the table, took a bite: "No, it's quite quiet."

Blueberry said strangely: "I don't have any there either. There were two waves of ghosts the night before yesterday, so it might be too quiet."

Shen Dongqing: "Didn't you have nothing the night before yesterday?"

Hei Ying, who brought up the hot milk, complained silently.

Yes, yes, wasn't it almost torn by your hands?The other compatriots were scared away.

Shen Dongqing picked up the milk, blew on it, and gulped down a big gulp.After putting down the cup, he habitually said, "I'm full."

Zhou Wenyan wiped his mouth with a tissue, turned his eyes away, and couldn't help laughing.

Shen Dongqing's eating habits are quite childish, after eating, there are bread crumbs on her mouth, and she hasn't noticed it yet.

Zhou Wenyan reached out, wiped off the food residue on his face, and handed it to him specially.

Shen Dongqing looked down, thinking that he couldn't waste it, he leaned over and licked Zhou Wenyan's finger.

Zhou Wenyan could only feel the tip of his soft and moist tongue rubbing against his fingertips, and there was an...indescribable feeling.

Blueberry, who was sitting across from the two of them, silently covered her eyes.

The two big brothers are playing a love game again, don't take evil seriously...

Room 1209.

There are two people sitting in the hall.

One seemed to be the leader, with a tattoo of the word "death" on his cheek, and he was fierce; the other was weaker, sitting on the side obediently.

Tattoo half closed his eyes: "How was last night?"

The little brother took out a stack of cards and said excitedly: "This is the harvest of last night. We killed so many people in one night. It seems that we can successfully pass the level."

This game world is just like a real game.

Not only can ghosts turn into cards and kill players, but the cards in players' hands can be taken as their own.

The tattoo was not as excited as the younger brother: "Look at what cards are there."

The little brother flipped through them one by one: "It's all useless."

Most of the players who could die last night were not very good players, and the cards they could get were relatively weak. After turning over several cards, they were all mediocre.

"Hey, this one is not bad." The younger brother took out one of them and looked at the introduction carefully.

This card is [Peeping Eyes], it will appear in every reflective place, as long as you look at these eyes, you will be killed immediately.

"It's quite useful..."

Before he finished speaking, the younger brother suddenly saw a pair of eyes appearing on the reflective card.

Those eyes were emotionless, as if they were drawn in a black-and-white manga, so black that there was no trace of impurity, as if they could absorb all the light.

The younger brother's voice stopped.

He stared fixedly at the eyes on the card, raised one hand involuntarily, put it on his neck, his five fingers gradually tightened, and directly strangled his neck.

The younger brother was already out of breath, and there was a "ho ho" sound in his mouth.

But even so, he still didn't put down the card he was holding in the other hand.Here he met those eyes, and finally strangled himself alive.

Tattoo watched indifferently, until the younger brother lost his breath and fell to the ground, then he walked over and picked up the card that killed the younger brother.

The angle of the tattoo holding the card is a bit tricky, just to miss the reflective side.

"I was tricked by someone." He put down the card and said to himself.

This card is owned.

In this game, if the owner is not dead and someone else steals the card, he will be directly backlashed by the ghosts in the card.

It seems that the ghost sent last night not only didn't kill this person, but was placed on the contrary.

Tattoos are lifeless.

On the contrary, I feel that it is a good thing to meet a comparable opponent here.

Tattoo turned out the ghost card sent out last night.

Two cards did not come back, it seems that the player who cheated him was one of these two.

"1441 and 1804..."

This is the room the two cards went to last night.

Tattoo took out a card from his close pocket, and shook it under the light, and he could see a line of words written on it - ghost call.

This is the card that tattoos took a lot of effort to get.

It's also a coincidence that the medium of this ghost's call is a mobile phone and a telephone. It just so happens that Tattoo doesn't like to use a mobile phone, so he didn't bring it with him, otherwise he would fall into its trap.

This card is more powerful than other cards.

No solution.

As long as you hear the ringtone and pick up the phone, the person will definitely die, and regardless of the number of people, multiple ghost calls will be made at the same time.

Tattoo pinched the card, and a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Dongqing was half lying on the sofa playing match [-], with her head resting on Zhou Wenyan's lap.

Zhou Wenyan stroked Shen Dongqing's hair slowly, looking very happy.

Shen Dongqing suddenly sighed, frowning.

Blueberry sitting on the side was very nervous: "What's wrong?"

Shen Dongqing raised her phone: "I can't pass this level."

blueberry:……

Zhou Wenyan took the phone: "I'll come."

He lowered his head and played seriously.

Although a serious man is handsome, but playing matchmaker...

Well, as long as you look good, you can be handsome no matter what you do.

Shen Dongqing raised her head, just in time to see Zhou Wenyan's sharply angled jaw, and with a thought, he leaned forward and kissed him.After kissing, I didn't know why I did this, so I covered my face and laughed.

Zhou Wenyan's fingers trembled, and he pressed the wrong button, which just happened to not pass this level.

He glanced at Shen Dongqing who was smiling happily like a quail, restarted the level, quickly cleared it, put the phone back into Shen Dongqing's hand, and kissed him again seriously.

Blueberry sat in the living room and was forced to eat dog food. After sitting for a while, she felt that there was nothing superfluous on her body.But there is no way, with her ability, she dare not act alone.

Under this kind of scene that is not suitable for children, she could only turn her head and turn on the TV in a self-deceiving manner.

A news channel was broadcast on the TV, and the beautiful hostess on it was broadcasting entertainment news.

"An Internet writer in our city is very popular. He has already signed a contract with a famous publishing house. The online drama is in the process of intensive preparation, and the cast members are from all walks of life..."

The above screen flashed, and the figure of the Internet writer appeared, a thin and pale otaku.

Blueberry felt that this person looked familiar, but before he could tell, he heard a phone ringing in his ear.

The melody of the ringtone was normal, but when it came out suddenly, it startled her.

Blueberry looked at her mobile phone, there was no caller ID on it, so she looked at the other two people.

Shen Dongqing was playing Match [-], when a call popped up suddenly, asking him to cut out of the game directly.

"Promotional calls?"

Shen Dongqing muttered, and was in a hurry to go back to clear the customs, and hung up the phone without even looking at it.