When someone with depression enters the horror game

In the middle of the night, the stars and the moon were low, but Zheng Qing still fell asleep in a daze.

"Bang - bang - bang, bang, bang." Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

"Boom-boom-boom, boom, boom."

"Who is it?" Zheng Qing put on his clothes, found a Taoist talisman in the sleeve pocket of the dirty Taoist robe in the corner sleepily, and approached the crack of the door.

"Doctor Shen, it's me, Liu Orion!"

Zheng Qing slowly opened the door, clutching the Taoist talisman tightly.

Liu Liehu outside the door had a simple and honest face. Seeing that the person who opened the door was a strange man he didn't know, he touched the hunting knife on his waist.

"Who are you? Where is Dr. Shen?"

Zheng Qing is completely awake - where is Shen Lian?

Where did that guy go this late at night?

He suppressed the doubts and worries in his heart, smiled and said to Liu Orion: "I am his distant cousin. I just came here yesterday. I don't know where he is now."

"Come on, come and sit first. I'll pour you some water. It's time to make tea, but the ladle at home is always empty. Don't be surprised." Zheng Qing said, sideways to welcome Liu Orion into the house.

Liu Liehu sat on the stool and raised his hands: "What are you doing with such nonsense?"

"Then you see that it's already time for people to rest, why did you come to the door at this time?"

"Oh, it's not that Ms. Yang's little maid asked me to deliver a message to Dr. Shen. I can get two copper coins for this trip."

Zheng Qing's hand that poured water paused: "Which one did Shen Lian see?"

"Isn't it?"

"Then you can put the letter here. I'll give it to him when he comes back. It won't make you wait in vain."

Liu Liehu took the water from Zheng Qing, but didn't take a sip: "That's not acceptable. Since my old Liu has taken the money, I have to deliver the letter to Dr. Shen."

Zheng Qing stopped talking, and sat on the stool with Liu Orion and waited.

until the candle is about to burn out.

"Squeak—" With a soft sound, the door opened.

Shen Lian tiptoed to keep herself from making a sound, and poked a head in from the door to look inside.

Then they met two pairs of eyes and stared straight at him.

"It's going to happen." Shen Lian thought.

But he didn't expect a pretentious female voice to come from behind him: "Shen Lang, why don't you go in?"

Those two pairs of eyes staring at Shen Lian were even more ambiguous.

"It's even worse." Shen Lian thought.

"Bang——" Painted Skin Ghost pushed Shen Lian into the room, and Tingting herself followed Shen Lian in.

Now the three of them stared at the Painted Skin Ghost, who was not dressed like a decent woman, with different expressions.

Liu Liehu was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, he quickly poured himself a sip of water, and then said to Shen Lian: "Mr. Shen, this is a letter from the maid of the Yang family. Since it has been delivered to you, I will leave first." gone."

With that said, he hurried out the door.

Shen Lian wanted to see him off, but after chasing him out, he found him running to the west.

"Liu Orion, isn't your home on the east side?"

"I was going to hunt in the first place. Twenty miles to the west of the west mountain has the most prey."

"Leaving so early?"

"It will be daylight when we get there!"

"Then I wish you a good harvest!" Shen Lian shouted.

"Hey! Thank you for your good words!"

When Liu Orion touched his face, it was a little hot.

Then he blushed even more.

Oh, that little lady just now was so pretty.

Here Shen Lian went back to the house, but saw Zheng Qing and Painted Skin Ghost looking at each other across the table, which seemed to be about to come.

"It's terrible." Shen Lian said heartily.

"Shen Lian, you sneaked out in the middle of the night and brought back a beautiful girl?" Zheng Qing showed his trademark smile again.

Painted Skin Ghost tugged at Shen Lian's sleeve, and said coquettishly, "Shen Lang, who is this, why does he live in our house?"

Shen Lian covered her forehead: "This is my distant cousin, who just arrived yesterday."

Zheng Qing didn't know what to say.

Could it be a coincidence that we really understand each other?

"...Shen Lian, who is this?"

Shen Lian pulled her sleeve back from Painted Skin Ghost's hand and said, "This is what I mentioned to you, Painted Skin."

Zheng Qing nodded and smiled politely at Painted Skin Ghost.

Painted Skin Ghost smiled back.

It smells like a Taoist priest, she thought with some disgust.

Zheng Qing communicated with Shen Lian with his eyes: "What kind of trouble is bringing this one home?"

Shen Lian replied: "We country bumpkins can't see the king, but beauties can."

"Are you going to take a detour?"

"Of course." Shen Lian looked at Painted Skin Ghost, her pride was beyond words.

Painted Skin Ghost fiddled with his hair and asked interestedly, "Who are you guys? Why do you have to kill the king's concubine?"

Zheng Qing didn't speak.

Shen Lianpin said: "We are the vengeful people who bear the blood and blood in the massacre."

Painted Skin Ghost had a half-smile: "Shen Lang thought he was writing a storybook, he really tricked his concubine into a liar."

Shen Lian was serious: "Well, in fact, we just don't like the demon concubine who rises up to harm the country."

Painted Skin Ghost laughed out loud.

Zheng Qing looked at them, shook his head helplessly, pulled the quilt and continued to sleep.

I should be able to sleep well this time.