I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

When we went back, half of the sun had fallen, and the setting sun made the afterglow extraordinarily long.

Uncle Chen still maintained the posture when they left, but the paper figurine he was making in his hand was changed to a female one, and the rough prototype had already come out.

This time Xiaoling didn't leave in a hurry, but focused on the paper figurine.

The paper figurine was made to look like long hair, and there was something faintly on the melon-seeded face, which was a sign of the face shape, and the facial features hadn't been drawn yet.

What about the boy paper figurine you made during the day?

After scanning around the store, there was no trace of the male paper figurine.

Uncle Chen was carefully making the body parts of the paper figurine, but when he noticed his sight, he hid the paper figurine and raised his eyes indifferently: "Come give me a hand when you come back."

Feng Congmian held a cold face and was unwilling to move.

Uncle Chen couldn't look at him, so he had to get up and hand him a list.

Xiaoling took advantage of the opportunity to look over, it was a piece of yellowed paper, on which some supplies ordered by customers were recorded.

Most of them are dead things like paper ingots or shrouds, and no one ordered paper figurines.

But Uncle Chen has been making paper figurines all the time.

Will it be the previous order...

He couldn't help but glanced at the paper figurine again, which made him notice the paper figurine's shoes.

It was a pair of canvas shoes, and the pattern on it was a cute-looking hedgehog holding a pineapple.

Originally, Uncle Chen covered the paper figurine's finished feet, but in order to stand up and pass a note to Feng Congmian, the feet were exposed. The level of care in the production greatly exceeded the scope of the paper figurine, and it was too delicate , Even the shoelace part did not forget to ignore the details.

The hedgehog pattern was a popular pattern before the appearance of the magic eye. During that time, two of the five young girls I saw on the street wore that logo on their bodies.

But Uncle Chen doesn't look like a person who will follow the trend, and what he pursues is their actual trend.

In this case there are two possibilities.

The paper figurine was custom-made by someone else, and the style of the shoes was the employer's request. Another possibility is that the paper figurine was based on someone else's prototype.

While Xiaoling was thinking, she did not forget to help Uncle Chen find the items on the list from the shelves.

He pretended to ask casually: "Did the customer order these during the day?"

Uncle Chen's hoarse voice sounded from behind: "Yes."

Xiaoling was startled, but she still didn't show it on her face.

He didn't realize that Uncle Chen had walked behind him just now.

How could he be as silent as paper.

But even though he was behind him, there was still a certain distance, and he would have noticed it if he took two steps forward.

But this distance was enough to arouse his vigilance.

From the corner of her eyes, Xiaoling saw Feng Congmian who had been staring at Uncle Chen, and her tense body instantly relaxed.

He almost forgot that he was not fighting alone, there was an absolutely safe shield behind him.

"Then why didn't they take it away right away?" Xiaoling's tone was still normal, as if chatting casually.

But Uncle Chen didn't intend to continue the chat, and impatiently took the things from Xiaoling's hand and told them to go upstairs quickly.

The shroud shop was not lit at night, and when the sun completely set and the moon rose, only the light from the two red lanterns hanging outside cast a layer of red on everything in the shop, making the shadows look oozing. People, normal people have long been unable to stay upstairs, at least there are lights upstairs.

However, Xiaoling was completely immune to this weird atmosphere, and she still didn't forget to take a look at the paper figurine before going upstairs.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but under the light of the red lantern, the paper man's feeling became more hideous, even though it didn't even have five sense organs.

When they went upstairs, they didn't turn their eyes to the other dark rooms and walked straight to their own rooms.

Crack—the light turned on.

This time they paid attention and made sure that there were really no paper flowers before going to bed.

...

Unexpectedly, they received a message from Wei Jing when they were bored working in the store during the day.

Wei Jing came over with a lunch box in his hand. He explained: "Our boss said this is a meal for Uncle Chen, and he will take care of it all day."

They came late yesterday and missed the meal delivery session.

Xiaoling lifted her chin inside to signal that Uncle Chen was there.

"Who else is in your food delivery service?"

"As far as I know, he is the only one. The boss said that because he is old, withdrawn and unwilling to socialize with others, he gave him extra meals, and reminded us not to stay here too long." There is no time limit for delivering meals. , Wei Jing is not in a hurry to send it off.

Xiaoling sneered lazily: "Don't stay here too long? Can he eat people?"

Wei Jing shook her head: "Anyway, you should be more careful, and I just passed by the hotel, and I heard from the boy at the hotel that a female player in the next door died last night."

"Is the body still there?" The drowsy person suddenly regained consciousness when he heard these words.

Wei Jing nodded, and hesitated again: "It should still be there, I just came here in a hurry to look for you and didn't go in to see."

Xiaoling blinked her green eyes, and took the initiative to take the lunch box from Wei Jing's hand with a cute face: "I'll help you to give it to him."

Wei Jing nodded bluntly, "Okay, then you and the boss should be careful, I'm leaving first." He was afraid that Gu Yushi would be worried after leaving for too long.

Ever since he broke his hand in the last Demon Realm, Gu Yushi has been keeping a close eye on him.

Feng Congmian helped move things inside, and when he saw Xiaoling walking over with a lunch box, he knew that the little fox had another idea of ​​his own.

It's a pity that this time he stumbled on Uncle Chen, no matter whether Xiaoling behaved or threatened, Uncle Chen was indifferent to it, and he would not let him go on vacation for half a day.

Xiaoling curled her lips in displeasure, and simply ran to Feng Congmian's side, acting like a puffer fish.

If you leave without the consent of the shop owner, it is tantamount to violating your identity as a worker, and it is likely to trigger the death condition.

Feng Congmian poked the bulging face of the little puffer fish, and got a discouraged little puffer fish.

"..."

After being addicted to poking his soft cheeks a few times, the man got up and went to find Uncle Chen.

He came back in less than 2 minutes, and gently touched the little curly hair who was still sulking with soft eyes: "Go, I told him that I will let you go for an hour."

Xiao Ling's eyes lit up instantly: "How did you do it?" No matter how hard he tried just now, he still couldn't get the stubborn old man to agree.

Feng Congmian looked at him dotingly, and let out a few low laughs from his chest.

It's rare to meet an NPC in the Demon Realm who can make a little fox eat up. Although I think such a little guy is so cute that it makes people feel weak, but he has double standards and does not allow others to bully him.

Following Xiaoling's shining gaze, he opened his hand, revealing what was on his palm - a lovely hairpin.

"Hairpin?" Xiaoling was really confused this time.

"Well, it was on the head of a little girl who just came to the store. I told him that you have to return this hairpin to that little girl."

Feng Congmian said it confidently, without the consciousness of being a villain by pulling hairpins from a little girl's head.

Xiaoling thought about it for a while, when Wei Jing came, there was indeed a little girl in the store who came with her mother.

The reason why I remember her is because their shopping attitude is obviously too suspicious. The mother is obviously picking things for the dead, but she always bends down and asks her daughter if she looks good and if she likes it. The girl also looks very happy. Carefree.