Mini-Games to Save the World

There is a golden house in the book, and there is a girl Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is ...

Uh ...

Inside the squatter house.

The rattling keyboard sounds constantly.

In the dim room, the faint light of the computer illuminated a pale man with sunken eyes and a broken bone.

"My son."

At this moment, the door of the room was opened slightly, and a woman in a Chinese costume with a plum scent walked in slowly holding a porcelain bowl.

Hearing his voice, he stunned his arm and pressed the shortcut key to hide the window under the desktop.

Raised her head, her complexion seemed paler at this moment, and the panic in her eyes could not be restrained.

The woman is wearing a blue and white Chinese costume, tall and slender, her skin is as delicate as water, her eyes are hooked, and her heart can be taken away.

"Tread ... Take ..."

She approached step by step, the sound hitting the man's heart like a hammer, making his breathing stop.

Putting the porcelain bowl on the table, the woman stretched out her slender arms and hugged his neck.

A touch of plumeria, refreshing.

The man trembled unconsciously, sweat dripping from his face.

"Don't you be hot? Would you help yourself--" Zhu Lips had a soft and charming voice, and his fingers slowly brushed his cheek, cold and biting.

"No! No!" The man refused in a panic, his body stiff and afraid to move, "I'm not hot! I just exercised, I exercised ..."

The grandma smiled: "Son, are you scared of me?"

"Not afraid! Not afraid!"

那 "Then ... my son just likes me?" The woman said charmingly.

"luv't!"

"How much do you like?"

"I like it! I like it!"

The puppet woman covered her mouth and laughed: "My son, I prepared a supper for you, and my son will come and try it."

"OK ... OK."

She stretched out her trembling hands and took the porcelain bowl she handed over.

I glanced at the red soup in the bowl, the man was tense, and swallowed in horror.

The smell is like 泔, with a hint of plumeria.

"Don't you like it?"

He nodded hastily: "I like it!"

I looked at the porcelain bowl, forcibly in his heart, raised his head, and poured warm soup directly into his throat.

There was a tinge of nausea in the squirming esophagus, as if the stomach was tumbling, and the acid water was stimulating the body.

No food in his house, she won't buy anything.

He didn't dare to think about what he was drinking.

"boom!"

I put the bowl heavily on the table, and when he turned around, he saw the woman moving his computer.

Mouse is moving and is about to be selected.

Suddenly startled in her heart, her hands suddenly stretched out, holding her arm tightly.

Skin is frosty and cold.

The girl turned her head calmly and asked, "My son, why are you so upset?"

He shook his head: "No, no, you won't use this thing, don't use it, don't use it."

He was flustered and pale, seeing his hands were strained to some extent, he hurriedly relaxed, but still clutching her arm.

"Oh." The woman released her palm holding the mouse, withdrew it gently, and stood aside dignifiedly, "The son rested well, and he dropped back."

"Okay, okay, okay."

The man said three good times, the anxiety in his heart was relaxing.

The aunt woman got up and took the empty bowl and walked towards the door with a lotus step.

He squeezed his fists with both hands and watched her steps nervously.

"Tread!"

一 As soon as the footsteps stopped, the man was shocked at the same time.

The woman turned and showed resentment.

"Son, would you like to live with me forever?"

"Yes! I do!"

Men dare not refuse, dare not.

She smiled, as the winter wind swept, bringing a snowstorm, a plum blossom in the cold world.

"My son, you are so good."

"boom!"

The room door was closed tightly, and the silence in the room continued to permeate. The man breathed a long breath, and the panic in his heart spread out.

The whole body has been soaked with sweat, making it slimy and irritating.

The man sat back in the chair again, extended his hands, opened the window, and was about to ...

上 around the neck.

A pair of show hands suddenly appeared with icy coldness, and a faint voice sounded in their ears, like the abyss resentment: "My son, the dream should end, you promised me to live forever, but I can't repent."

Uh ...

Lieyang City, He'an District, a library.

Two girls came downstairs with books and walked to the front desk. They asked, "Hello, we want to borrow books."

No one answered.

The two saw the male administrator bury his head in a book, eyes closed, pale, and fell asleep.

Turn around to find other administrators and leave with a book.

a while.

Another spectator wearing glasses patted his shoulder and said, "Hey, don't sleep, why have you slept so much in the last two days? Get up, I can't be alone."

He said, reaching out his right hand and pulling out the books under his head, flipping through them.

"This is an ancient book. We still have this here? Where did you find it?"

He turned to look at him and saw that he was still asleep, and patted him hard.

"boom!"

A loud noise echoed abruptly in the library, and the spectacled man looked for a moment, his outstretched hand stagnated in the air.

He looked at the man he touched casually, and his face became extremely flustered as the chair stiffened to the ground.

Uh ...

问 "Q: What is the most dangerous occupation in Lieyang City?"

"I think it's a teacher."

"It must be a forensic doctor, they are all in contact with the corpse for the first time."

"If you say that, it's not a forensic doctor ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It must be the police."

"The occupation said should be the police."

"In fact, the people in the crematorium are also very dangerous."

"The above, do you say so much, do you often see these occupations? These are not dangerous at all, even very safe, and the most dangerous are definitely more ordinary occupations, such as I know one, and the library management of An'an District Are extremely dangerous. "

"Say."

"Three consecutive days, three administrators died suddenly, and the corpses seemed to be drained, leaving only an empty shell."

"Isn't that exaggerated?"

"there must be."

聊天 This chat group is suspected of violations and has been banned.

Suddenly, the chat interface crashed directly.

Lu Fan ordered several times, and retreated straight away.

Looking at his mobile phone, he turned on the computer and started searching for the library in He'an District.

The press reported the case, but did not get much attention.

Several sudden deaths, at least the news said so, and in the real case, the autopsy report also confirmed this was the case.

Lu Fan scanned the news and found nothing worth paying attention to.

"Is it just an ordinary case?"

This group of netizens, can't we stop making up?

I wanted to find a real anomalous event for the mini-game to complete the search as soon as possible. After he got home, he directly added a dozen local groups, and for most of the day I was listening to them bragging.

Each one will only spread the false disappearance, and will be closed by reports after a while.

"It shouldn't be so small!"

Lu Fan thought of several cases around him, not so big a city, but other places are peaceful, no problem.

哪里 "Where can I find it?"