I rely on my face to pretend to be poor in the world of infinite flow

The lighter in his hand was turned on and off, and then thrown behind him by his slender fingers, the flame immediately ignited.

Turn your back on the fire, where light and dark meet.

The young man in a suit stood casually, and the faces of the two people standing opposite him were slightly stiff, and the traces of their smiles had not disappeared.

One of them held something like a bottle of kerosene in his hand, and stared blankly at the young man, as if he had heard some incredible order.

The young man's elegant and gentle voice, gentlemanly and reserved: "Do you need me to feed you?"

"No, no need." The man holding the oil lamp moved the oil lamp to his mouth hesitantly, and took a sip reluctantly with a smile.

The other person looked at him with a gloomy expression, wanted to stop him but didn't dare, looked at the young man opposite him: "But..."

"Huh?" The young man tilted his head slightly, his eyes were gentle and innocent, "Didn't you say you listen to me?"

The chin is raised slightly as if urged, the jawline is exquisite and perfect, and the eyes are staring at him for a moment.

If a camera falls on him, no angle or light is needed, and almost a random shot is a top-level perfect pictorial.

The people he watched felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

The man holding the kerosene gritted his teeth, poured the whole bottle into his mouth, and swallowed without blinking.

The person next to him was anxious and panicked, like an animal being stared at by a crocodile, too stiff to move.

The young man's voice was gentle, like intimacy, and casually: "It's okay, anyway, it will be reset after the plot is over, and it won't really let you die."

"Well, yes, yes." The man who drank a whole bottle of kerosene nodded and forced a smile, but there were big drops of sweat on his forehead.

The young man tilted his head and looked down at his watch: "Go, it's almost time. Remember to keep your voice down so that you don't disturb anyone."

Therefore, the man who had previously planned to pour kerosene into Xie Sha used a method of his own design, drank a whole bottle of kerosene, and walked into the sea of ​​flames spontaneously without any resistance.

The other man left behind was pale, sweating all over his face, unable to speak a word.

Even if you are an NPC, you will usually be resurrected because of the copy reset, but the taste of this kind of death is really not pleasant at all.

But what did they do wrong?

Isn't it natural for an NPC to bully players?

"Are you angry?" He asked cautiously.

The young man's voice sounded in a good mood, gentle and easy-going: "No, I'm very happy. You have provided good suggestions for how to play, but I think it can be more artistic and fun. You guys will cooperate."

Suddenly, he raised his slightly lowered head, looked towards the direction of the mourning hall with his clear eyes, and said in a low voice like talking to himself: "Well, you said a lot of bad things about me."

The man lowered his head, trying to reduce the sense of existence, so as not to affect himself when the young man was angry.

The young man turned his head slightly towards him, his eyes were still looking in the direction of the mourning hall, and there was no sign of anger: "By the way, what's my name?"

"Ah?" The man raised his eyes and looked at him dumbfounded.

On the snow-white and handsome face, the young man with rose-like red lips frowned slightly as if he had encountered a difficult puzzle, and his whispering voice made people's ears tremble: "My surname is Tan, what's your name? It's nice and stylish. A little bit? At least it can’t be much worse than Yu Xingzhi, at least it’s my first boss status. What do you think?”

The man was stunned and nodded subconsciously.

Even though he knew that the person in front of him was a demon, it was extremely terrifying, but every time he saw that handsome face, his pupils dilated subconsciously, and even if he was killed, he seemed to have an irresistible, dazzling, almost glaring presence.

"What's wrong with your eyes? Do I look scary?" The young man asked curiously with a slight bow of his head.

The man forced himself to turn his eyes away, rubbed his eyes as a cover-up, and smiled calmly under the young man's unblinking gaze: "Yao... I mean, the name must be more dazzling."

The young man raised his eyes slightly, and adjusted his watch with his fingers: "Yao? Guangzong Yaozu, Qin Yaozu. Not bad, it is a good name that fits the people of the times. It suits me very well."

Wait, which one fits the meaning of Guangzong Yaozu and this person in front of you?Is it just that face?

This is the devil who turned the whole Qin family into such a monster!

However, no matter how much he slandered in his heart, the man could only force a smile on his face.

"It's a good name."

"Thank you." The young man looked at him quietly, without a smile on his face, "So what are you still standing here for?"

The man's face instantly turned pale.

The young man put his finger on his shoulder, tapped his fingertips like playing a piano, and whispered in his ear: "Go to... put... and then..."

After whispering for a while, the young man backed away, his eyes were clear and clear: "Do you understand?"

The man's face has returned to normal, with a shrewd and capable look, he nodded with a smile: "Understood. I'll go right away."

No matter what you do, it's better than drinking kerosene and walking into the fire.

This kind of death designed for others is applied to oneself, just like black humor, it really makes people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Thinking about it, the man couldn't help but look at the sea of ​​fire, because the man said he wanted to be quiet, so he kept silent until his silent companion.

Regardless of emotion, he turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.

……

Not long after, the fire grew stronger, and after a while, Xie Sha and the Qin family who followed behind ran here.

"Is anyone in the fire?"

"I don't know, it seems that there are none."

The flames soaring into the sky made it almost impossible to see anything.

"Fire first, where is the nearest water source?" Xie Sha said, and took the lead to fetch water from a bucket.

Everyone mobilized to move water non-stop.

When the flames were completely extinguished, it was already dawn, and the sky turned white, and it was almost dawn.

There was almost nothing left in the scorched fire, because it was discovered early and the fire was contained in a yard and did not spread.

After extinguishing, the ruins were burned extremely clean, except for the walls of the courtyard, there were almost no tiles left.

Xie Sha rummaged through the remnants of the fire scene, his brows furrowed slightly.

Looking at the remaining bamboo and cardboard, thinking of the sense of incongruity that he and Yu Xingzhi found in this room yesterday, he finally understood what that strange feeling of strangeness, new and old, was.

Xie Sha looked at Tan Yuan's father, a middle-aged man with slightly gray hair. Among the Tan family members who have come forward so far, except for the old lady who was in the mourning hall last night, he should be the person in charge with the highest status.

"What is the guest room in the courtyard in the southwest made of? You used things made of paper dolls to make houses for people to live in?"

Xie Sha's black eyes are quiet, but those sharp eyes are as cool as snow, which makes people feel cool from the bottom of their hearts.

The man was stunned for a moment, he didn't know whether it was his reason or his clumsiness, he couldn't say a word.

Xie Sha stared at him without blinking, the dark circles under his eyes deepened after a night of sleeplessness, his pale face was quiet, expressionless, disturbingly gloomy.

Tan Yuan, who had been busy all night beside her, immediately said: "That's not the case. This yard is not a guest room at all, the guest room is a yard near the central axis. This yard is not inhabited at all, and we usually don't go there, because it is a default that belongs to paper. Human realm. We were surprised when you suddenly came here to fight the fire last night."

Xie Sha was expressionless: "Your people led us here."

The man finally came back to his senses, looked at Xie Sha and then at his daughter: "Is there some misunderstanding? It is true that Lao Chang took him to the guest room yesterday, but Lao Chang has always done things safely, how could it be..."

Suddenly, someone shouted in shock: "A corpse was found in the fire!"

Xie Sha immediately turned around and walked over.

Almost one after the other, someone ran in and shouted, "It's no good, uncle, Lao Chang, Lao Chang's body was found! It is said that it was found yesterday afternoon in the back mountain."

The men, women and children of the Qin family suddenly looked horrified: "What? Old Chang was there yesterday afternoon...but he came back last night!"

"Yes, yes, he also talked to me and greeted many people."

Qin Yuan has always been calmer than her father: "Are you sure it's Lao Chang?"

"I'm sure," the visitor panted, "Although it looks a little miserable, but the face is still recognizable. The old woman recognizes the person."

Everyone immediately understood that they were colliding with ghosts collectively.

Tan Yuan's expression was forced, and she said to Xie Sha: "It seems that you are unlucky, and the old Chang you met is no longer a human being. He must have deliberately lured you to the paper figurine site."

The card house and the fire in the middle of the night are indeed no accidents.

Xie Sha didn't care about last night's old man or ghost, he just looked down at the corpse in the fire without blinking.

Jiao Gu couldn't see any clues, but his body shape was slightly similar to Yu Xingzhi's.

There was silence.

Da da, da da da.

The sound of the wheels of the suitcase rolling over the bluestone floor slowly and slowly approached here.

Someone looked back in response, and suddenly became motionless as if they were still.

People kept looking up, until no matter what they were doing before, everyone stood up and looked at the person coming.

Standing up respectfully, everyone's indescribable expressions made it difficult for Xie Cha, who was empty because Yu Xingzhi might die in the game, to follow their gaze.

At this glance, Xie Sha's usually calm black eyes suddenly dilated, unable to move.

The sky breaks dawn, the night turns white, and the brilliance of the morning sun shines down everywhere.

In the dim light of day, the man standing at the junction of the ruins and the courtyard is like the morning dew reflecting the sky in the wind, shining and shining brightly.

The light gray shirt has no wrinkles, and the smoky blue suit is cut and ironed, outlining a thin and perfect waist ratio, like a walking artwork from a pictorial.

He stood there casually, looking at everyone in the courtyard.

On the snow-white skin, the lips are like the red lotus that has kissed midnight, the long black shiny hair is tied neatly behind the head with a blue ribbon, the bangs on both sides of the forehead are half-length but not short, and the eyebrows and eyes are clean and dignified, with golden silk The chestnut eyes behind the glasses are clear and deep.

This person's temperament is full of an undisguised mysterious contradiction, elegant and gentle, but also has a sense of distance from everyone.

He stood there with one hand casually placed near the pocket of the black suit trousers, like a top male model who can be photographed at any time during the fashion week, his maroon eyes slightly drooped and looked at everyone: "Early in the morning, this is what you are doing." What?"

Everyone was sleepwalking, staring in his direction blankly, no one spoke, and they all remained motionless as if enchanted.

The corners of the young man's lips raised slightly, but the eyes behind the glasses were calm: "Oh, this kind of reaction, does it mean that I am not welcome back?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.

Qin Yuan's father and daughter looked at each other, and the man immediately bowed down respectfully and smiled, "Of course the uncle is welcome when he comes back, but it's just too pleasantly surprised, you should let someone know in advance, so that we can pick you up in person as soon as possible." .”

Qin Yuan also clasped her hands, bent down to salute, and said with a smile, "Greetings to Uncle, and welcome home. It's been a hard journey."

Even though my father is older than that man, and even though that man is too young, the seniority is here.

All the young and strong members of the Qin family bowed their heads and bowed to say hello as if the remote control had been pressed in an instant.

Some of these people were called uncles in the same generation as Tan Yuan, and some were called uncles in the same generation as Tan Yuan's father.

Xie Sha's pupils twitched slightly, and he stared quietly at that person—is this the only surviving one of the twins?

According to the Tan family, this man is almost 40 years old, but the man in front of him is extremely young and handsome. Only the refined and quiet temperament on his body is not something that people in their twenties can have, which faintly reveals their age.

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