Those days of fighting for the male lead with the winners in life [Quick Transmigration]

This time the target of the rescue is the Immortal Cultivation Edition players.

According to his previous two rescue experiences, players of the Xiuxian version are stronger than those of the travel version. As long as they rescue people from the most critical moment of life and death, they can handle the rest by themselves, so the rescue is not difficult.The biggest problem at the moment is the bag of seafood—suddenly leaving the sea, in the teleportation light where there is no water pressure at all, and even the air pressure is lower than the surface, the abalones and oysters do not move, and the few sea cucumbers are even more sluggish. Yes, it looks limp and about to melt away.

... Anyway, teleportation takes time, why don't we clean it up first?Shao Daochang's thrifty spirit cultivated since he was a child prevailed. He took out a knife, squatted on the ground and began to cut open the sea cucumber.Yan Hanjiang sat cross-legged on the floor to dissect oyster shells, cut off the adductor muscle with sharp dragon claws, and fed him fresh and soft shellfish.

This kind of food fished out of the sea has a strong fishy smell. Yan Hanjiang feels fresher than the pure seaweed fish food imported from foreign countries, but he is not used to it. He only tried one and refused to eat it again.Yan Hanjiang himself held the oyster shells and sucked the soft fresh oyster meat like eating jelly. Seeing that he had dissected and washed the sea cucumbers and thrown them into the pressure cooker, he lit a ball of cold flame for him to cook.

It's much more relaxing when the sea cucumber is done.Shao Zongyan got up and changed into a snow-white straight gown, wrapped his long hair with a dry towel, and wiped it slowly with his head down.It didn't feel like it took long to clean up, and the teleportation burst of light rushed into the cosmic membrane of another universe, rushing towards the planet in the center of the small world with a posture that can be called "aggressive".

This time the teleportation speed was two or three times faster than usual, and the sea cucumber pot hadn't been opened yet, and the teleportation array light had already landed on the ground.

The time in this world is out of sync with Wuwang Small World, and it is already night. The place where they landed is a dirty corridor covered with cobwebs. The windows on both sides are small and old, and the glass is so dirty that you can’t see the outside. The night sky is up.From the other end of the corridor came the sound of running, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing, getting closer and closer. In the dark, I couldn't see what the person running in front looked like, but there was a faint aura chasing behind him. , exactly where the client shines.

Shao Zongyan twisted his wet long hair with one hand, looked at the people who seemed to be very nervous outside the array, and became nervous for no reason. He turned around and asked Yan Hanjiang: "Could it be that the danger encountered by the customer this time is extremely high, and the speed of the teleportation array is too high?" speed up?"

Yan Hanjiang poked his consciousness out of the light curtain to feel it, and immediately let out a soft "huh", holding the oyster shell and said: "The aura here is so strong that it is comparable to the world. Maybe it is because of the strong aura, the attracting power of the game client Stronger than others, the transmission speed will be particularly fast, right?"

As he spoke, he stuffed the bag of oysters and raw oysters into Shao Zongyan's hands, and the dragon skin turned into a robe again and put it on him, while he himself turned into a pure white albino grass carp, and jumped into the plastic bag containing seafood In the middle of the night, he rolled in the pile of shells, stretched out his head and said: "Although the spiritual energy outside is thick, it is all cloudy spiritual energy, which can easily corrode the meridians. You put on my skin before going out."

The dragon skin is one piece, although the color is different, but there are scales on both the belly and the back, it cannot be divided into one body like the grass carp skin.Although his body has survived the catastrophe, and he is not as fragile as before without skin, but there is so much seafood in his pocket that he has not eaten yet, how good does it feel to roll around in the pile of seafood?Anyway, Shao Zongyan will carry him, and his family members are not responsible for the work, so why not just stay there?

He stretched out his body and lay flat on the pile of shells comfortably like a grass carp that has just passed the scale.

Shao Zongyan originally wanted to ask him if he wanted to get into his arms, but before he could ask, he saw something suddenly move on the dirty window next to him out of the corner of his eye, and the whole window burst suddenly, with a cold light shining The glass flew straight in the direction of the customer!At the same time, the top lampshade on the head also cracked with a bang, and the long fluorescent tube "sizzled" with a blue-purple current and fell to the two people below—

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"Ah——" a shrill cry sounded, and the person running in front squatted down suddenly, covering his ears with his hands and screaming: "It's our turn! Brother Tian, ​​we can't run—"

The sharp stainless steel lampshade chopped down towards his neck like a guillotine, and the sound of the wind poured into his ears, like the breath of death, close at hand.The "Brother Tian" behind him pushed him with all his strength, but he fell to his knees without strength, put his hands on the ground, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Shaofeng, run..."

A gust of blood exhaled from his throat, and his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.The young man who was pushed away by him staggered and fell to the ground, just avoiding a piece of glass flying towards his temple.But he couldn't run anymore, put his hands on the ground, and finally glanced towards the end of the passage——

That, that, that person... what did he see?

In an instant, the exhaustion and despair of fleeing were overwhelmed by the great horror.Shaofeng saw that in the originally dark passageway in front of him, there suddenly appeared a person wearing a black and white intercolor robe, with long hair, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.The man was holding something wet and smelly black in his hand, and his left hand was holding a shiny round thing with a faint blue fireball attached to it.

"Hehehe..." He made a hoarse sound in his throat. He was so frightened that he couldn't even yell out. He could only stare wide-eyed at the ancient man-like ghost who raised the fireball at him and slammed it at him. Throw it in the air.

The sound of violent collision resounded above the heads of the two, and the weird lamp like a murder weapon was knocked into the air far away, and the blue fireball also flew a few meters away, hitting the ground heavily, making a heavy explosion sound, followed by another crashing sound , as if something had blown up the ceiling and smashed down with the row of fluorescent lamps.

The dark wind behind him suddenly stopped, flying glass shards crashed all over the ground, and some hit him, but they didn't bleed much.

A hot fishy smell came from behind, he seemed to have forgotten how to close his eyes, and stared blankly at the ghost who couldn't see his face slipping past him—yes, it was slippery, that person was completely As if his body didn't touch the ground, without even bending his knees, he slipped from in front of him to behind him without making a sound.

The black, wet, and icy thing in the opponent's hand rubbed against his face, and it was soaked in a piece of fishy cold water. There seemed to be a very light and crisp sound, but he didn't dare to listen to it, and he didn't dare to listen to it. Going to touch something on his face, just waiting so numbly, waiting for the result of this weird battle in the dark, waiting for his final outcome.

The crackling sound sounded again, as if it was the sound that rang in his ear just now.Drop by drop of cool liquid dripped on his back, and soon slipped through a small piece.His whole body kept shaking, he heard the sound of his own teeth chattering, he heard his stomach growling, he heard tears and snot dripping down his chin to the ground, he heard the crying that was suppressed in his throat ...

He suddenly heard a voice behind him that was so gentle that he wanted to cry: "I am Shao Zongyan, the customer service of Yuanyang Canghua large-scale online game, honorable customer, I am here for you."

He is not a ghost!He came to save Brother Tian...why didn't he come to save me?Shaofeng's heart, which was so tense to the extreme, suddenly relaxed. He felt like he had escaped from death. He was so happy that he turned around and hugged the customer service officer. He was also a little jealous that the companion behind him could get such gentle attention from such a person, and he completely forgot. Just now he thought Shao Zongyan was extremely weird, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a ghost.

Even he was overwhelmed by the voice, not to mention "Brother Tian" who had just brushed shoulders with death.Shao Zongyan's face could not be seen clearly in this dark corridor, but now that the window is broken, the starlight coming in from outside illuminates his softly curved chin and the slightly raised corners of his mouth, as well as the delicate, delicate one sticking out in the air. gentle hands.

This hand was stretched out for him, this person saved him, this person came to save him!

"Brother Tian" put his hand on it as if he was bewitched, and touched his cold and wet fingertips.The mucus on the surface of the sea cucumber was stained on the fingertips, and it felt wet and sticky. In this dark night, it reminded people of many scary things.He flinched a bit, but still couldn't bear to let go, holding a thought that was almost generous to die, let him hold his hand.

If you have to choose a way to die, it seems good to die in the hands of such a gentle person.

He gritted his teeth, looked at the half of the face that looked gentle and touching under the night light, and said with all his strength: "I, I call tomorrow, the tomorrow that can see tomorrow...you are really here to save us Yes? I am willing to play your game, as long as you can bring our film crew back, I will definitely play your game, okay?"

"Huh?" Shao Zongyan snorted suspiciously: "Did you forget our Yuanyang Canghua game? It's the one who has to do many questions after logging in. Did you do physics, mathematics, or other subjects?"

... Played!At first, I was still a little surprised, not sure where this customer service came from, but when I heard that I had to do questions after logging in, I suddenly remembered that strange game.Players of the Immortal Cultivation Edition didn't know about the Great Thousand World before their spiritual consciousness returned to their bodies, but when it was mentioned that they had to take an exam to log in, and the games that were not allowed to play after the exam, almost immediately remembered the original resentment.

"I bought a strange game!" Mingming said excitedly: "Yuanyuan, it looks like an LED light, right? But what I did was a set of basic pharmacology problems. I didn't do math and physics. I ended up doing it. After it’s over, it won’t light up, and I can’t play it, and I still think I’ve met a liar... For so many years, I’ve forgotten about it... Are you their customer service?"

A game that has never been logged in, played, and does not know the manufacturer and contact information. How could the customer service of this game come to rescue him at the right time?

Did someone really come to rescue him, or was he too scared to make up this dream for himself?Or, it was simply the devil who played with their production team in his hands read his memory and created this "customer service" to play with his mind, making him feel rescued first, and then at the most relaxed and most To die when hoped?

He was fighting fiercely in his heart, but his body remained motionless, helplessly holding the customer service's cold and slippery hand tightly.

The black plastic bag suddenly made a crackling sound, and the white grass carp inside straightened up. The fish tail hit the shell, making a slapping sound, and the shell under it collided with each other and made a light rattling sound.Shao Zongyan pulled the client up, took another look at Shaofeng at his feet, took out the fish-scale umbrella from the treasure bag and threw it to the client: "You first use the umbrella to cover yourself and your companions, my pressure cooker exploded when I threw it out, I see See if there are any sea cucumbers left in the pot."

What?That thing is not a will-o'-the-wisp, but a pressure cooker?

In the blink of an eye, the two victims realized at the same time what it was that was thrown over their heads, smashing the ceiling lamp and window fragments; What is thought to be the smell of fresh blood.

Then what he is holding in his other hand is not the head still dripping with blood?

However, in this dark and airtight building, when their colleagues had died miserably, and they themselves were chased to nowhere, and passed by the god of death several times, a person suddenly appeared and said to save them, but in his hand Isn't it weirder to carry a pressure cooker with sea cucumbers in it?

Tomorrow, my heart will be pounding, and I will be holding the cool and slippery umbrella handle tightly.Shaofeng also got up from the ground, hugged his arm, held onto the black umbrella tightly, and asked hoarsely, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Of course it's a human." Daoist Shao pursed his lips, his expression was not as gentle and considerate as in the usual rescue, but a bit serious and depressed: "You try to follow me closely, don't suddenly yell, I... no I'm too used to it... I don't really like to face ghosts."

He had been mentally prepared for a long time to connect with sunfish customers who were cheating corpses. In this gloomy building, where he felt as if he was stuck in mud when he took a breath, his mood was always quite tense and depressed.Fortunately, the client is alive this time, and the faint aura of the client provides him with illumination, and Brother Yan, who is standing up in the plastic bag from time to time, or fiddles with the shells to comfort him...

It's okay, it's just a ghost, and he still has a flashlight!

He took out a small strong flashlight from his survival kit and snapped it on. A beam of light comparable to a searchlight shone through the dark corridor, and he saw the deformed body of the pressure cooker on the ground, and the deep hole embedded in the top of his head. Pot lids on the ceiling.A few sea cucumbers were spread out into a pancake as if they were over-soaked and stuck to the ceiling, dripping dripping water continuously, but the body of the pot flew obliquely due to the impact, and did not get any dirty water, and there was still water left inside. With a few freshly cooked clean black cucumbers.

That's great, I can still ask for it.

He put away the remaining sea cucumbers, threw them directly into the survival kit, and turned to ask the customer: "How did you get in, what floor is this place, and how did you leave?"

How did you get in?How did you find us?Tomorrow asked suspiciously, but didn't dare to say it out loud. He held the umbrella handle and answered honestly: "We are here to do a show. Our TV station has a variety show, which is to invite some artists to houses with ghost legends in various places. Shooting some games that are said to attract ghosts. But in fact, they were all staged shots, and I didn’t dare to finish those games. Who knew that they would really attract ghosts when I shot this file...”

Although Daoist Shao is a Taoist priest who is supposed to exorcise ghosts, he has never done this business before. The more he listened, the more bitter his mouth was, his brows trembled, and his expression was extremely serious. won't you die?"

...But this is a task given by the leader, if you don't do it, you won't have a job.

Gritting his teeth bitterly tomorrow, while leading the way, he introduced the ins and outs of their entry to Shao Zongyan: "This small building is a historical and cultural building where a famous writer lived 80 years ago. Later, the writer died inexplicably. hands. The people who bought this house had their own living space and some office space, but they didn’t live long, and several people died in succession... The last time was when an employee who worked overtime at night saw many people staring at him in the corridor , The door of the small building was locked for no reason, and I couldn’t open it no matter how hard I tried. Fortunately, there was a fire in a nearby supermarket that night, and the fire police car blocked the entire street. A car stopped right at the door, and the door It opened suddenly, and he saved his life..."

Afterwards, no one lived in this house, but someone was so obsessed with it that they treated it as a historical relic, paid water and electricity bills regularly, and had people take care of the house.He himself felt his scalp numb when he was talking about it, and thinking about the miserable appearance of those dead colleagues, he also hated the deputy director of the show who insisted on being on the horse.

"Our colleagues filmed it in the living room downstairs. In order to have a mysterious atmosphere, we filmed it after dark... It was the old game where four people stood in the corner of the room, starting from the first person and moving forward. When you walk to the corner where the next person is, take a picture of the other person, and those who are photographed continue to move forward, and go to the next corner to take a picture of the next person..."

When they escaped, the seemingly endless corridor suddenly changed back to its normal length. They were chased and fled upstairs. At this time, it only took a short time to go back along the stairs, and they returned to the spacious room on the first floor. big living room.

The blood-bright light of the flashlight shone into the room, and at the first glance, it showed a large bloodstain on the white wall in the corner of the room, and below the bloodstain, sitting in the corner in a twisted posture, but looked up at them, as if still The smiling corpse.

"Ah..." A shrill scream sounded, and Shaofeng grabbed Ming Tian from behind and screamed: "Brother Tian, ​​look, Siming is smiling...his face is smiling!"

Shao Zongyan trembled all over, and almost cried out too!Fortunately, the white fish in the plastic bag suddenly jerked up, and the head of the fish protruded from between the handles of the plastic bag, turning into a white and tender villain with no clothes on, and calmly crawled onto his wrist. : "Don't be afraid, you are an accomplished person, that's just a new ghost, who dare not approach you."

Shao Daochang reached out to touch him, pushed his naked body into his sleeves, and forcibly maintained his image of a trustworthy and versatile customer service.The client on the side was also trembling with fright, and quietly stuck behind him, pointing to the dead body inside, and said, "That's Yu Siming, the most popular artist of Shangxing Entertainment, and he was the first to notice that the number of people was wrong... Our lighting So many people in the field of photography, photography, and field affairs didn't notice it, and watched him suddenly spurting blood, and fell down in that corner..."