Penitent hand, trembling slightly

Chapter 131 The Bad Woman

Lou Jingmo: "..." God damn brain circuit.

Anyway, it's not the first time she has discovered that Shen Maomao is a stick maker, she's used to it.

Xiao Qiao came back with the food and ate it with relish. Gong Lian next to her also took a portion and sat next to Xiao Qiao.

Shen Maomao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, some thoughts in his heart were ready to move, and his stomach also gurgled.

Lou Jingmo pressed her shoulder gently but could not refuse: "Just bear with it and it will pass."

Guan Qiwen next to him couldn't bear it any longer, and said to himself, "I think the only problem is tasteless food. Others ate it, and I didn't see anything wrong with them..."

Lou Jingmo said coldly: "You can do whatever you want."

So Guan Qiwen stood up and moved towards the food step by step.

Shen Maomao simply closed his eyes and snuggled into Lou Jingmo's arms, out of sight and out of mind.

Not long after, the people who went looking for clues returned.

Shen Maomao looked up and found that the number of people who came back far exceeded her estimate.She leaned close to Lou Jingmo's ear and asked in a low voice, "Sister Lou, do you still remember how many of us there are?"

Lou Jingmo moved his head to the side indiscriminately, lowered his eyelids and said lightly, "Forgot."

Just two words, very crisp and neat.

Others were already seated, and the cafeteria, which was originally quite large, seemed to suddenly become crowded.A group of people huffed past them, huffed back, and then sat on stools to enjoy.

Shen Maomao felt like she was watching a show where the actors were not so good at acting. Everyone's expressions were facial and fixed. When she looked around, she was even a little face blind.

Lou Jingmo said: "My guess is very likely to be correct, but the specific situation will have to wait until tomorrow's breakfast."

Most of the people in the cafeteria are not human, but they can still sit here and eat.Can people eat the food that ghosts can eat?I am afraid that only ghosts know this question.

Now they can probably determine the rules of the funeral home’s food supply—something that smells good but tastes bad and those that smell bad and taste good alternately appear, one meal at a time. people.

The two waited patiently for a while, and not long after, the others also put down their chopsticks.

The three emperors had a round stomach, and the buttons of the shirt underneath were all broken.However, he didn't care too much. Instead, he patted his round belly and said, "We have survived the first day safely. Everyone has seen what happened last night. What do you think about it?"

The play is here.

Shen Maomao straightened her back. She was very curious about other people's opinions because she was asleep and didn't see the monster.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man said, "Is there something in the funeral home that is attracting that monster?"

Another woman asked, "Aren't we just bait?"

"I don't think it's possible. There are people in the outside world. Why doesn't it attack people outside? It's only interested in this funeral home?"

"You make sense. There must be something special in the funeral home, but we haven't found this place yet."

"There are still some rooms that have not been opened, we should find the keys first!"

"There are still some buildings in the funeral parlor that we haven't even entered. It's too late today, why don't we go and have a look tomorrow?"

Then there was another noisy and chaotic conversation, and everyone expressed their opinions and became a mess.

The Three Emperors knocked on the table, maintaining discipline and said: "Okay, okay. Stay safe, everyone. We still have a lot of time, and we will continue to investigate tomorrow. The defense of the funeral home should last for a while. If that ghost If you come out to make trouble again at night, you don’t have to be so frightened, just stop and sleep.”

Those extra people were very obedient and dispersed obediently.

Shen Maomao wanted to see where they all lived, but was stopped by Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao stopped in front of her, and said with a smile: "I remember you live alone?"

Shen Maomao nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'll sleep with you tonight." Xiao Qiao said directly.

Shen Maomao glanced at Gong Lian behind her, and said, "Why do you want to sleep with me? Then Gong Lian has to sleep alone?"

Xiao Qiao frowned: "None of us want to see Gong Lian's death. You don't need to remind me in this way."

Shen Maomao: "??"

Xiao Qiao said again: "Forget it if you don't want to." Then she turned around and left.

Shen Maomao: "..." Okay, she has been arranged clearly.

Gong Lian smiled at her, turned around and caught up with Xiao Qiao who walked out of the cafeteria, and the two figures disappeared into the vast night together.

It was only then that Shen Maomao discovered that there was no communication between Gong Lian and Xiao Qiao from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Qiao seems to... can't see Gong Lian.

But she, Lou Jingmo, Guan Qiwen, the great poet and the group of people she brought could all see Gong Lian coming out of 102, so what is the situation of Gong Lian now?

Lou Jingmo also stood up, called Shangguan Qiwen, and then pulled her out, saying as he walked, "Gong Lian must be dead."

But she was revived again under the influence of some kind of power, and set her sights on Xiao Qiao.

Regarding Gong Lian's death, Xiao Qiao didn't do anything, she just chose to stand on the sidelines and didn't bother to pretend to be a dying person.

Xiao Qiao, who had taken good care of her and cared for her before, could actually watch her die indifferently, but Shen Maomao, who was at odds with her, was willing to lend a helping hand—even if it failed in the end.

Maybe Gong Lian fell in love with Xiao Qiao because of this.

Shen Maomao felt emotional in his heart, and said: "Xiao Qiao is not a good person, but Gong Lian pesters her because Xiao Qiao didn't help her, and it is not a good thing."

"Aren't you afraid that she will find you if she hears it?" Lou Jingmo said quietly.

Shen Maomao changed his words: "But bad women are the most attractive, and I will definitely learn from them."

Guan Qiwen: "..." What a woman who has no position.

Lou Jingmo also said: "If you were like them, you would have died in the game long ago."

Shen Maomao immediately stated his position: "Although bad women are attractive, they are not as attractive as you, Sister Lou. I should learn from you, turn my hands into clouds and turn my hands into rain, and control the game in the palm of my hand..."

Guan Qiwen: "..." Licking a dog is really awesome.

Lou Jingmo pointed at her forehead with his index finger and pushed her away: "If you have that time to flatter, why don't you think about what kind of plot the copy wants to express."

As for whether she feels it or not, others don't know.

……

The corridor on the second floor was still empty. In order to confirm who were the players, Shen Maomao began knocking on doors door to door according to Lou Jingmo's arrangement.

One door after another was opened from the inside, revealing the same impatient face.

Obviously, the moment they opened the door, she still remembered who lived in which room, but after that person closed the door and entered the room, the information about that person completely disappeared in her mind—she didn't remember just now at all. The appearance and names of people you have met.

Walking down in a circle, Shen Maomao's mind went blank.She floated back to Lou Jingmo as if she was stepping on a soft cloud, walked into their room with them, then closed the door and asked, "Sister Lou, how many do you remember?"

"I don't remember one."

She looked at Guan Qiwen again: "How about you, Xiao Guan?"

Guan Qiwen shook his head silently.

It seems that the copy is not going to let them distinguish between players and ghosts.

"These are the people I can remember now—" Shen Maomao counted with his fingers, "Xiao Qiao, Gong Lian, San Huang, the Great Poet, the three of us."

Lou Jingmo added: "There are also Xiao Kong who dislikes you, the middle-aged woman who quarreled with the Three Emperors, and the two men who kept vigil with me, but I can't remember what they look like."

Guan Qiwen continued: "The person I can remember is Scar who drove with me, and the other one can't remember..."

He paused, and then said: "The man who knows his identity but can't remember his face like this, and the man who is in the same team with the Three Emperors and always holds him up; the man who lent me the book of Hundred Ghosts" ; The rookie that the Three Emperors said caused them to be chased by monsters outside..."

Shen Maomao: "?? That's 16? What's the situation?" There must not be so many of them at the beginning!And what the hell is the picture of a hundred ghosts?It sounds unlucky, okay? Guan Qiwen really dared to watch it.

Lou Jingmo asked, "Where is that book?"

Guan Qiwen generously contributed the book and handed it to Lou Jingmo.

The cover of that book was brown, which looked very simple and simple, and there were three turquoise characters in golden "Picture of Hundred Ghosts" on the writing, which reminded Shen Maomao of the turquoise skin of the monster in the fog.

Lou Jingmo flipped the pages of the book quickly, reading ten lines at a glance.

Shen Maomao took a closer look and found that most of the above were ghost pictures with blue faces and fangs.I don't know who the artist is, but these paintings are very realistic, and those ghosts seem to be coming out of the paintings one by one.

After looking around, Lou Jingmo turned to one of the pages and spread the book out for them to read: "Look at this one."

The entire page is filled with a huge ghost.

It was blue-skinned, with a black mane, red hair and two small, horn-like protrusions on its head, one eye on its forehead, one on its chin, and The fierce light is revealed, as if ready to choose someone to devour at any time.

No matter how Shen Maomao looked at it, he felt that this image looked familiar.

Guan Qiwen, who was more familiar with the monster outside than her, couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's it!"

Lou Jingmo looked up at him.

Guan Qiwen said: "I read slowly, I haven't had time to look behind."

Lou Jingmo asked: "Do you remember the person who gave you the book?"

Guan Qiwen said: "I can't remember it if I just think about it, but I might recognize it when we meet."

Shen Maomao couldn't help complaining about him: "Why do you dare to answer everything? When we entered the dungeon, we couldn't even bring in the mobile phone. How dare you accept books from strangers?"

Guan Qiwen touched his nose: "Maybe it's because a ghost has lost his mind?"

Don't even mention it, it's really possible.