A Midnight Escape Story for Farmers

On the 15th of the winter month, the weather was fair.

Fang Shiqing and Xiao Fengdi went to the central square together.Since it is winter, there are only a few breakfast stalls around, which cannot be compared with the grand occasion in summer.

In front of the biscuit stall, a doll named "Gu Pan" is waiting.The stall owner handed her the finished breakfast, she bent slightly to thank and handed over the money, then trotted towards the bulletin board in a corner of the square.

Gu Jinhong sat on the bench, took it with his hand, and smiled at her; this picture was almost exactly the same as that in Xia Tian.

"Do you want to eat too?" Seeing Fang Shiqing staring there, Xiao Fengdi asked.

"No, it's still not necessary..."

Fang Shiqing hesitated for a while, but still asked, "Boss, what do you think of her?"

"Who?" Xiao Fengdi followed his gaze, "I have no opinion. What's wrong?"

Fang Shiqing couldn't say it himself.It may be that after the last dungeon, he had a psychological shadow on this kind of unreasonable favor from the NPC, and now seeing that puppet follow Gu Jinhong wholeheartedly, he always feels that it is not good.

For players like them, NPCs are always outsiders, even potential enemies, and should not be overly trusted.

"Don't think too much," Xiao Fengdi pulled him over there, "Since he doesn't care about it, there's no need for us to participate."

His attitude was a little cold.

Since the second dungeon, Xiao Fengdi's attitude towards Gu Jinhong has never been good.To others, although he doesn't talk too much, at least he can express his concern, and he doesn't talk to Gu Jinhong except for business; if Fang Shiqing is not present, it is basically impossible for these two people to talk to each other.

Fang Shiqing occasionally felt strange, but after thinking about it again, it was a good thing that his boss didn't like to talk to other men, so he was relieved.

When the two came to the bulletin board, the number on the task bar above had reached 130 million, which can be called a gratifying progress.

"Good morning," Gu Jinhong greeted them with a very peaceful attitude, "By the way, I haven't had a chance to say it before—congratulations."

"……Um."

What the other party "congratulated" was undoubtedly the fact that they left the order.Fang Shiqing was a little ashamed, but still nodded and smiled back.

Facing this congratulations, even Xiao Fengdi softened his expression slightly: "Thank you."

He pressed Fang Shiqing's palm, and then walked away to read the announcement as usual.Fang Shiqing sat down on the other side of the bench.

The puppet was staying quietly behind Gu Jinhong, but when it saw him, it showed a slightly happy expression, and stretched out its hand to gesture at him.

"She said," Gu Jinhong explained with a smile, "the food you sent last time was delicious, and I want to thank you."

"...Well, you're welcome."

Fang Shiqing observed the doll at a close distance, and she disappeared for a while. She looked more vivid, and she became more and more like an ordinary human being. When she looked down at Gu Jinhong, her face and eyes were full of love.

——That's right, it's definitely love, maybe he couldn't see it before, but now he can confirm it at a glance.

Should we find a time to remind Gu Jinhong, he was conflicted.

After a while, the players came one after another.

Zeng Xin looked haggard, and the dark circles under her eyes got worse. She said that she had to work overtime the day before because she could ask for leave today.Zhao Jun seemed to be very energetic, probably like what You Qingyu said, he had already seen it, he usually ate well, drank well, slept well, and spoke in a calm manner.

"Half of winter is over, and it's been almost a year since we entered the game—"

"But this year is only four months." You Qingyu said.

"That's also a year. Anyway, it's a good thing for everyone to persevere until now." Zhao Jun didn't care, "It's the end of the year soon, should we have a year-end dinner or something?"

"What do you want to have for dinner, or is it 250 yuan per person for unlimited refills?"

"Of course it's dumplings!" Zhao Jun didn't respond to the sarcasm in it, "We have to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, even if there are only four months in a year."

"...In my hometown, I don't eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year." Gu Jinhong said in a rare way.

"It's more of a New Year's atmosphere. It doesn't matter if you have a meal."

Zhao Jun seemed very enthusiastic about the Chinese New Year dinner.According to him, all shops in Fengyue Town are closed on the last day of each year, regardless of bars, town government or courier outlets, without exception, so everyone is free.

"Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, so why don't you come to have a reunion dinner?" He said, "At our current speed, we probably won't stay here until the next year. Let's get together before we leave. Everyone how do you feel?"

"..."

Basically no one responded, and almost everyone looked indifferent, but because of his insistence, the matter was considered settled.

As for the dining place, the library is definitely not good. Zhao Jun is willing to clean up the warehouse and use it, but others are not willing to squat in the warehouse to eat.In the end, Fang Shiqing simply asked them all to go to the farm. It just so happened that there was no need to buy dumplings from the store in advance, and they could just make them on his side.

The players checked their respective incomes. Now except for Xiao Fengdi, everyone else has at least a monthly income of over 20. Last quarter, Fang Shiqing’s own net income exceeded [-]. This quarter’s agriculture is not very good, but the factory’s The income is quite stable, and the combination of making money and making money is fast.

According to this efficiency, this long game journey will be over by next summer at the latest.

Fang Shiqing found that He Xiangwu was in a daze throughout the meeting, hardly saying a word.He was a little worried, and patted him on the shoulder when the show was over: "What's wrong with you, what are you thinking?"

"...Brother Fang." He Xiangwu looked sad, and hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter? Did something happen to you?"

"Well, I don't know what to say..." After a long silence, he said with a wry smile, "I don't think I want to go back to reality that much."

"--what?!"

"Just thinking about it," he added, "in the early hours of this morning, I...found the little ghost squatting there crying. You remember, it was the ghost that appeared at my place not long after I first came to the game , since the talismans were posted, they no longer appear, and I didn't expect them to come out suddenly."

"Shouldn't that make you want to go home even more?"

"No, how should I put it... I found that when I saw them again this time, I was not so scared."

He Xiangwu said in a low voice, "That kid started talking to me and asked me why I refused to play with him. I didn't know what I was thinking at the time, so I went to the yard by accident, chatting with those little ghosts and telling stories , most of the night passed. Just, can you understand what I mean? I don’t think they’re actually that scary, and the world isn’t that bad…”

"Isn't it?!" Fang Shiqing was taken aback, "You don't want to die, run to play with ghosts?"

Xiao Fengdi was just listening casually, but when he heard that this place finally came, he stared at He Xiangwu for a moment, then suddenly frowned, and tapped his upper arm: "Look here."

Now he was in the square, but he didn't care about his dignity anymore. Fang Shiqing grabbed He Xiangwu, took off his coat and pulled the collar away, only to see a small, dark palm print on his arm.

"What the hell is this?" He Xiangwu panicked all of a sudden.

"It's a ghost mark," Xiao Fengdi said. "After a person makes an appointment with a ghost, in order to ensure that people don't deceive themselves, some ghosts will leave a mark on people. If you don't abide by the agreement, you will be cursed and killed by it." .”

"Isn't it?!" He Xiangwu screamed, "Then what should we do!"

"..." Fang Shi said with a clear heart, the so-called death will not die, but he said, "So what you said before was just an illusion, this world is not suitable for us to live in at all."

With Xiao Fengdi's help, He Xiangwu's minor problem was solved without any risk, but Fang Shiqing couldn't stop thinking about it.

In the recent period, almost all players have shown signs of "reluctant to leave". Is this just a coincidence?Or is it a trap carefully designed by the game system?

On the 29th of Dongyue, Fang Shiqing braved the snow and went to the grocery store two days in advance, planning to buy some daily necessities and seeds for the next spring.The grocery store will be closed the day after tomorrow, and there will be many people tomorrow, so it is the most cost-effective to come today.

The store was deserted, and Zhang Yu sat alone behind the counter.Seeing Fang Shiqing walking in, his eyes lit up suddenly, and then dimmed again.

Fang Shiqing gathered all the things he wanted to buy and lined them up in front of the counter.

"Shiqing..." Zhang Yu hesitated to speak, "I'm sorry about what happened last time."

"Forget it, it's over."

Fang Shiqing actually didn't want to talk to him very much, but he couldn't avoid it when he was paying the bill, so he had to deal with it casually.

"When did you wake up?"

"Well, I woke up on the fifth day," Zhang Yu lowered her eyes, "but...Xiaoyu has not responded to my call. Maybe she won't wake up again."

In front of his elder brother, Fang Shiqing couldn't express his happiness about it, so he hummed.

"By the way," looking at Zhang Yu, he remembered another thing, "Give this back to you."

What he took out was the safety talisman that Zhang Yu gave him when he first entered the game.

"Since it's already like this...it's not suitable for me to take what you gave me." He said as sincerely as possible, "I'm sorry, you can take it back."

Zhang Yu's face suddenly turned pale.

"No, you don't need to pay me back," he said reluctantly, "you just keep it..."

"I need it, I can't take your things." Fang Shiqing emphasized emphatically.He is not stupid, how could he ask for gifts from others when he knows that NPC has a good impression of him.

"..."

After a moment of stagnation, Zhang Yu bit her lower lip and said, "I understand. Well, you don't have to return the peace talisman, but you can pay me at the store at the original price, okay?"

"OK then."

"—Shiqing...Brother Fang!" Before he went out, Zhang Yu suddenly stopped him again, "You...you will leave completely soon, right? Will you still remember me by then? ?”

"..." Fang Shiqing couldn't help but said, "The experience of being almost killed is quite rare, I think I will never forget it in my life."

Zhang Yu choked.

Fang Shiqing left without looking back.Although he knew that what he said was a bit harsh, but at least this time, he didn't regret it much.

At noon on the 31st of Dongyue, the weather was fine.

Fang Shiqing felt that his desk was too small, so he temporarily borrowed a long table from the library, used it for dinner parties, and placed it on the clean ground in front of the house, with a pile of fancy dried fruits and snacks on it— —Also, there is wine.

The experience of being able to eat fresh peaches in the cold winter is probably rarely available to people outside the game.

When You Qingyu entered, Fang Shiqing was already busy with the meeting, so he couldn't spare a hand to greet her, so he yelled at her: "Sit down first, eat whatever is on the table! Isn't Zeng Xin with you? "

"No, she worked overtime yesterday until very late, so she might come later today."

You Qingyu said as he took off his coat and threw it on the chair, thinking of going to his side, "Let me help you, the dumplings are meant to be made together—uh."

While talking, Xiao Fengdi came out of the hut, put the prepared filling on the panel: "It's done."

"Big brother, you've worked hard. What kind of stuffing do you think is better? Cucumber stuffing?"

"I think mushrooms are better." Xiao Fengdi took over his work naturally, "Let me do it, your hands are not strong enough."

"No, kneading the dough is enough..."

"Let me do it. You rest for a while."

"..."

You Qingyu watched them chatting next to each other from a distance, turned around silently and retreated, picked a chair at the table with its back facing the stove and sat down.

She felt that her emotions were very complicated, similar to the feelings she had when she witnessed the scene of her deskmate and the school girl falling in love in high school.

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Didn't have time to finish posting dinner, but it's almost there

About the day after tomorrow (?) I will be able to enter the fifth dungeon, this article should be able to be accepted before a million words... it should be able to... (no confidence)