A Chinese ghost story II daily life

Mo Yun finished the work at hand, took off the bloody surgical cover, took off the mask, and entered the disinfection room.After finishing, the left eyelid twitched, very upset.

I rushed to the apartment to take a shower and ordered takeaway.Turned on the computer at home, and the prodigal son hung up the phone.Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding Dong! "Here we come!" Mo Yun called out.

The door opened, "Your claypot rice is 26 yuan." The delivery boy said.Mo Yun took out his mobile phone, and Alipay transferred the money to my brother.

Watching the phone while eating! Booked the horror movie "Light and Shadow" at 9pm.Watching the news and Survival in the Wilderness, it slowly arrived at 8:45.

Mo Yun put on his clothes and went out, hit a beep and went straight to Wanda Studios.When it was almost there, a cement tank truck rushed over at a high speed!!! Mo Yun was pinned down before he jumped out of the car.The mud from the cement tank truck flowed out quickly, covering the Didi truck soon! The blood slowly seeped out, and the people around them formed a circle and yelled.Some called the police, some called 120...

Unfortunately, all died...

There was no light around, so dark and unfathomable. "Well, where is this place!" Mo Yun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.I didn't know that I had lost my heartbeat, and my body was already a 1-meter alchemist.

[The system maintenance is completed this weekend, you can play happily!] The cold voice of the mechanism sounded.

It was bright all at once, without any discomfort at all.Looking at the green willows, the shimmering lakeside, the yelling government servants... "Hangzhou City..." "Why are you so familiar?" Mo Yun didn't know that what he thought in his heart would be seen in the current language column.

So other players saw a 109-level alchemist walking slowly and talking to himself.There are so many strange things, is this person sick?

After 3 days, I knew everything! It turns out that I am not an alchemist, I am already dead, and my name is Mo Yun.I have no other memories, I sent a word to all players and never said it again.

【Everyone.Farewell!] The Prodigal Son initiates a chat with all friends and players.

It's been a long time, and everyone knows that there is a person who hangs up the phone all the time. He likes to stay in the butterfly nest in Pujia Village, and likes to hold the cloud platform in Luoxia Peak.Just standing there holding an umbrella.

Until no one remembers this player... finally completely dissipated~