Penitent hand, trembling slightly

What's the matter? !

Shen Maomao was completely dumbfounded.

Didn't you say that you will have a hunch before entering the game?Why doesn't she feel anything? !And Lou Jingmo said that the next world is not in a month?

It's useless to think too much, the most important thing now should be to find Lou Jingmo.

As it stood, she was sitting in a carriage.It's not an ancient Chinese carriage, but it looks like the kind of carriage that people in the Middle Ages would use when traveling in Europe-there are only seats in the back, and there is no awning, which is relatively simple.

She was wearing a rough long skirt with white top and gray bottom, which made her a little strange who hadn't worn a skirt for a long time.The driver was a man wearing a gray shirt, a black suit with a waistcoat, and a gray top hat. There was no one else in the car except the two of them.

The sound of the wheels rolling and the "da da" sound of the horse's hoof combined together, like a piece of harmonious music.The carriage drove across the blue brick road, and the Gothic buildings on both sides flashed quickly. Men and women in European medieval costumes on the road avoided one after another, and couldn't help casting curious glances at the people in the carriage.

The background of this game may be a bit long.

"Excuse me, please..." After deliberating for a moment, Shen Maomao decided to ask, "When will we arrive at our destination?"

The man didn't seem to hear, he didn't move, and concentrated on driving the carriage.Shen Maomao, who was sitting in the back, could only see the brown hair under his hat, which was dry and rough, without any luster, like a pile of weeds.

Could it be that he can't understand Chinese?

This is so fucked up.

Shen Maomao's speaking ability is equivalent to that of a junior high school student. In the exams from childhood to adulthood, her English skills have always held her back.If the game and the game npc can't communicate normally, then she will definitely be the first to be pulled out to sacrifice to heaven.

Sure enough, I still have to find Lou Jingmo before talking about anything else.

She couldn't see the figure of the goddess, and she always felt a little empty in her heart—cough, the main reason was that Lou Jingmo didn't come in with her...

The carriage continued to drive, and after a while, the road became significantly wider, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased.After crossing a marble-carved fountain, the eyes suddenly opened up.

The gray and dilapidated small yellow buildings were replaced by Gothic buildings in front of her, and a large manor appeared in front of her eyes.The manor is surrounded by iron fences. There is a beautiful wrought iron gate at the front. Behind the gate is a large garden. There is also a clean white corridor in the garden.

"Here we are." The carriage stopped suddenly, and the driver's hoarse voice sounded.

It turned out that this person also spoke Chinese, but he just didn't want to talk to her just now.

Holding the hem of her skirt, Shen Maomao jumped out of the car cautiously, stood at the locked gate of the manor and looked at the environment inside curiously.

"Drive!" She got out of the car on the front foot, and the man on the back foot raised the whip, drove the horse and the carriage back along the way they came, and disappeared at the end of the road not long after.

What a service attitude!Bad review!Shen Maomao gave a middle finger to the carriage's buttocks.

She went to wrap her skirt around her body, sat down on the small table under the iron railing, and waited carelessly for the arrival of others.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, another carriage came from a distance. The driver of the carriage was dressed in the same clothes as hers, both were gray-white shirts and black suit waistcoats, and both wore top hats. Grassy hair.Viewed from the front, the lower half of the coachman's face was covered with weed-like beards, and Shen Maomao couldn't see his specific appearance clearly.

A woman in her 30s was pulled by the carriage. The woman firmly grasped the handrail of the carriage, fearing that she would be thrown off, and asked loudly, "Who the hell are you?! Where is this place?" ?! Let me go! I'm going to call the police!!"

Shen Maomao lifted the hem of her skirt and greeted her.

"Here we are." The carriage stopped at the gate of the manor, and the hoarse voice of the coachman reached Shen Maomao's ears, making her stunned for a moment.

—because the voices of the two coachmen are exactly alike.

After discovering this, Shen Maomao took a closer look at the coachman and compared his figure with the coachman just now. It is not difficult to find that there is not much difference in figure between the two, they seem to be the same person.

But Shen Maomao was no longer surprised.She stood calmly in front of the coachman, looking at the woman's white dress, which was slightly more gorgeous than hers, and thinking about what the difference between the two clothes meant.

The coachman didn't have much patience, he put down the reins, turned around and grabbed the woman's long hair, while she roared and screamed in pain, he roughly tore her off the carriage and threw her on the ground.

The woman fell to the ground, protruding from her mouth with a long string of curses, and the sentences were not repeated. Shen Maomao was dumbfounded and just wanted to give her a thumbs up.

The driver didn't care.He got back into the carriage, picked up the reins, and drove the horse away, letting the woman eat the exhaust of the carriage.

The woman's cursing stopped after the carriage completely disappeared.She straightened her hair and got up from the ground, patted the dirty skirt, and asked Shen Maomao: "Little sister, may I ask, where is this place?" She had a friendly attitude and a smile on her face. look.

Shen Maomao was afraid that she would scold him, so he quickly explained: "This is the game world, we are all players, and only by clearing the game can we return to reality." As she spoke, she observed the woman's expression.

The woman looked puzzled, probably thinking in her heart, "Is there something wrong with this child's brain?"

"Believe it or not, this is not a prank show, nor is it a prank. There are ghosts in the game, and people will die." She kindly reminded, "As someone who has experienced it, I advise you not to act rashly. It is best to play with me." Wait here for the players to arrive."

The woman was skeptical, but she stayed, and she and Shen Maomao sat under the railing with their skirts up and waited.

The two shook their legs at each other, and the woman looked at the surroundings curiously, and said to herself, "It looks like Europe in the Middle Ages... country Y? Or country F? Did I travel through time?"

Shen Maomao glanced at her, but said nothing.

If people don't believe it, she can't force her head to make her believe it. She can only wait for all the players to come.

Not long after, another four or five carriages came from the end of the road one after another.Without exception, all of these people had serious expressions, and they were not making noise. Some of them tried to talk to the coachman, and they seemed to be experienced veteran players.

Seven people, seven carriages, seven identical coachmen who could even appear at the same time.

The second woman who arrived looked at the unusual situation and murmured uncertainly: "...Multiple births?"

No one answered her question, all the old players consciously stood at the door, observed each other, and did not talk.

Time passed by, and there were more and more people standing at the door.These people include men and women, the oldest looks to be in his 30s, and the youngest, Shen Maomao, feels that it may be himself.

So far, there seems to be only one newcomer, the woman who arrived second.The others looked like Duchengfu was deep and expressionless, and it was hard to tell if there were newcomers among them.

Most of the players are wearing ordinary gray and white clothes, women's long skirts, and men's trousers, but the clothes on women and a man are more luxurious, and they look a bit taller than theirs. Everyone They are all guessing whether they have any special identities.

Acquaintances gather together to chat quietly, while other players consciously avoid suspicion and stand apart.

As the carriages continued to arrive and leave, Shen Maomao's heart became more and more uncertain.

What about Lou Jingmo?Did she even enter the game?

She waited anxiously for a few more minutes, and finally a carriage appeared again at the corner of the road.Even though there was a distance, Shen Maomao recognized the appearance of the person in the car at a glance, it was Lou Jingmo whom she had been looking forward to for a long time.

and many more!

Why does it seem like there is still a mistress? !

Half relieved, Shen Maomao raised his voice again, squinting his eyes to see the carriage approaching from far to near, and finally stopped in front of them, and two people jumped out of the carriage, one with brown long hair and the other with golden hair.

Like a runaway erha, the golden retriever jumped over happily: "Sister Rabbit! I miss you so much!"

Shen Maomao: "?!!"

There was a vague look around in an instant.

Lou Jingmo followed behind Jin Mao, walking slowly with his face of disaster to the country and the people, the long skirt rippling between her legs, like a lake wrinkled by the wind.

She walked up to Shen Maomao and said in a low voice, "I understand."

Shen Maomao: "??" Understand what?

The three gathered together, and Lou Jingmo explained concisely: "Your face is wrong again, this may be the reason why we entered the game early."

Shen Maomao involuntarily touched his cheek, opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Lou Jingmo said what she wanted to say for her: "It's Ren Yue."

Shen Maomao was stunned, and even forgot to ask why Lou Jingmo entered the game with Jin Mao.

The golden retriever didn't understand what they were talking about, so he just kept smirking, and after hearing that they had finished the conversation, he opened up the conversation box on his own, and blah blah blah: "Sister Rabbit! You are so embarrassing! You actually secretly contacted me behind my back." Up! Why don’t you take me to play?! After I went back, it took me a lot of effort to contact Miss Xiaolou! Originally, we were going to tell you that we were going to enter the game in a few days, who knows if we just bound it? How long did it take to be pulled in, so do I still need to go through my second world? Shouldn’t the interval be so short?”

Lou Jingmo said: "It is necessary."

The Golden Retriever's expression collapsed: "Ah? Why?! This game is too inhumane!"

Even Ren Yue's face can't represent anything, maybe the person who used Ren Yue's life as a replacement has started to work secretly again!

Shen Maomao adjusted his mood and participated in the topic: "Please - I am the main palace, it should be that you secretly hooked up with me behind my back, and I didn't even know it!"

The golden retriever said seriously: "In the world of hugging thighs, there is never a first come first served."

Shen Maomao: "?" Are you quite proud?

The two were laughing and laughing, out of tune with the dignified players around them.

Only Lou Jingmo sighed lightly.

She knew that these two people used to use sand sculptures to cover up their fearful characters. On the surface they could chat easily and happily, but in fact——

"Don't shake your legs?"

The author has something to say: This Qixi Festival wishes...

Forget it, what do I wish for a single dog