After sleeping

With the system’s prompts, Mu Su can feel a finger in the prop.

I have to say that whether it is the content of the copy or the task setting, it is full of marginal malice.

And the key is that all the contents of this copy are derived from the 21st century 400 years ago.

To be sure, human beings are less than 400 years old.

In this case, I know that Sadako, Jiazi, Crack Girl, and Fujiang are well -known in the 21st century.

Obviously, this little group of people will not be idle to play the game, except for the game.

If you change to other players, this opening animation is enough to make a group of people unable to touch it.

The difficulty of nightmare is really a nightmare in various senses.

Mission rewards change. No more currency, but to teeth. The pleasing ancient evil god in the branch mission is also worthy of fun. It is obviously related to the special worldview.

“Someone had a crush on me just after the opening. Is it Fujiang … No, this mental retardation just wants me to kill her.” Mu Sumo took his chin and thought. “Ten eighty nine is my wife, Yu Nai’s sickness.”

When Mu Su found out that he accidentally said what he wanted to say, he had been heard by Fujiang.

Fujiang. The most famous figure of the cartoonist Ito Runji.

Her ability is not killing, but attracting others to kill her.

Because of the charm and demon face. Anyone who is unlimited will be attracted to her involuntarily, and over time produces a strong possessiveness, she is so fascinated that she unconsciously kills her and divides her corpse.

This is not the ending. Fujiang has the ability to breed infinitely, which means that she will not die. It will only split into a new individual with memory. Even if she drops a hair, the hair will split into a new Fujiang.

So fortunately Fujiang has no hair loss.

Fujiang just came out of the bath and leaned lightly by the door, and the white pink face was red. Hearing Mu Su’s words without any concealment, his cheeks were not bloody.

She consciously knew that this matter was dead. Then he … where to know.

Above the tear mole, the strange and charming eyes flashed a touch of coldness.

“Mu Sujun.” Fujiang smiled a bit far -fetched, but was still charming.

“You just … didn’t hear anything. For example, I said you are mentally retarded or something … didn’t hear it?” Mu Su asked carefully.

Flutter

In virtuous, there seemed to be a dagger inserted into Fujiang’s chest.

She was about to pretend to say something, and she interrupted her.

Mu Su forgot the incident in a blink of an eye, picked up the phone handset, and said proficient: “This is the people of the people of China who has Xianxiu Qian Qian Qian Hotline. Is there any need for help.”

“seven……”

On the other hand, the cold and hoarse sound slowly passed through the microphone into the ears of Mu Su.

“711 convenience store?” Mu Su interrupted. “I’m sorry I don’t buy things.”

The fierce bell was hung up by him.

After a while … the phone ring sounded again.

“seven……”

Still the same sound.

“Seven?” Mu Su has always had no patience about this random sales.

It was interrupted in a row, and the cold sound opposite had to speed up a few points: “Seven days …”

But it is still interrupted by Mu Su: “Seven -day chain hotel? Don’t tease, there are seven -day chain hotels in Japan?”

I couldn’t help but talk about hanging up the phone, and explained to Fujiang, who was inexplicable, and said, “It’s not professional to make a telephone sales now.

Jingle Bell

The phone bell rang again, Mu Su’s heart was angry, and he scolded when he picked up the phone: “Do you have a public morality! Big harassing the phone to others in the middle of the night, believe in the police, feed!”

“… I’m sorry.” After a brief silence, a cold apology came from the other end of the phone.

Mu Suping returned to the mood, and there was no good atmosphere: “Say, what’s the matter.”

“You will die after seven days …”

Mu Su suddenly realized: “Oh ~ it’s Sadaki sauce. But seven days later, Sunday.”

“……What?”

The mood of Mu Su’s manager: “Sunday is a rest day. At this time, let me say this.”

“…”

“Oh yes, you are a evil ghost, don’t talk about this set.” Mu Su finally realized this. He knocked on the sofa armrest with his fingers and thought: “What about Halloween?”

“What’s wrong that day …” The cold voice groaned.

“One two, three, four, five six.” Mu Su crooked his head and clamped his phone, with his fingers calculated: “Seven days later is Sunday, and it is also Halloween.”

“so……”

Mu Su made a phone call and tentatively asked, “Halloween is a festival, can you change to me on Monday?”

“Halloween holiday?”

“Don’t let go.” Mu Su shook his head.

“That’s not a festival.”

Mu Su lost his sigh: “Okay. But Halloween is a festival. You said that if you are dead, this news will not have a good impact on youth.”

The cold and cold tough on the other side: “No, it must be seven days later.”

“Oh, I have a bad temper.” Mu Su lifted his sleeve and sprayed a lot of saliva on the phone: “Why don’t you make sense. Where do you live, believe it or not to kill you?”

next moment

In the gap of the microphone, a large piece of black hair was drilled, such as the tentacle to be wrapped towards Mu Su.

Mu Su, who has always been bullying and fearful, instantly counseled, and stuffed her hair back to the phone, soft sound: “Okay, don’t get angry. Seven days later, seven days later.”

“Seven days …”

“Wait!” Mu Su did not let Sadako say this completely.

“What do you want!”

“I want to ask.” Mu Su held the phone, and said weakly, “I will ask, will you call tomorrow?”

“…”

“I may go to bed early recently. It’s best to call before 21 o’clock, and I sleep too late. Sleeping late is not good for skin.”

“You wake up …”

“No, no, I am sleeping more dead. And I still get up. You said that you ran to kill me with a high rush. As a result, I was scolded by me, and you said embarrassing.”

“……good”

Beeping

The other end of the phone turned into a harsh sound.

“It’s hung.” Mu Su shrugged, and Fujiang, who had been drying for a long time, said: “New friends, you may come to visit me in a few days.”

Fujiang looked in his eyes, sitting beside Mu Su, poured slightly, and sprinkled with a green silk. If it is separated from the arms, it is itchy.

“Is it a girl?” She stroked her black hair and asked casually without care.

Mu Su thought about it seriously: “Let’s … let’s. It may be beautiful after removing makeup.”

After all, Sadako’s setting is a beautiful boy.

“Is it more beautiful than me?” The jealous Fujiang stared at Mu Su’s face.

“I don’t know this.” Mu Su dug up the noses, marveling at the realism of the game that the game could even dig, “But she has you.”

“What.”

“Big Hook.”

“…”

“Do you have it?” Mu Su sneered: “Even the big hook is not, what qualifications to say that you are a girl!”