I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

"Drip-"

The plastic bead rolled all the way to Gui Ming's feet, and everyone's eyes were focused on that bead. As soon as Shuan Zi took a step to pick up the bead, Gui Ming bent down to pick it up.

He clamped it between his index finger and thumb, turned half a circle, took a look, then raised his head, looked at the embolus who was a little nervous for some reason, and stretched out his hand——

"yours?"

Shuanzi quickly picked it up, smiling dryly: "A little thing I picked up on the road." He put it in his pocket without looking at it: "It's worthless, it's plastic."

Guiming said, "It looks like a key."

"How could it be a key? Hahaha!" Shuanzi spoke too fast, he may have realized it, and wanted to make it up again: "It's just a plastic bead, I picked it up on the road, maybe someone dropped it."

Guiming felt that he was a little strange, but he couldn't say it clearly: "I just want to say something."

Shuanzi: "..." He suddenly stopped speaking, and the two looked at each other.

Guiming was slightly puzzled: "You seem a little nervous?"

Shuanzi hurriedly avoided Guiming's sight: "Why am I nervous? I'm not nervous. It's just a plastic bead." He took out the bead again, and in order to prove what he said was true, he specially put it on the oil lamp and burned it: "You Look, plastic ones can burn." White smoke rose slightly, and the soft white beads just now were scorched black, and his fingers pinched the beads and turned them evenly on the flames, but his voice was a little unknown. Laughing: "How could the key be burned?"

Guiming looked at his hand holding the bead, and after a while, he said in a slightly solemn voice, "You...don't your hand be hot?"

embolus:"……"

The little ghost almost laughed out loud, and then Shuanzi's slightly exaggerated hand shook, and the scorched beads fell down again. He didn't look at it again, and held his hand holding the beads with trembling hands. The squirming lips: "... yes, a little bit."

But Guiming didn't look like he looked like that at all.

He couldn't help wanting to get up: "Let me see."

"No!" Shuan Zi took a small step back, and then forced a smile on his face: "No, it's okay, I just realized it, it hurts a little..." He put down his hand, and it really didn't look like his hand was trembling anymore: " I'm used to doing farm work, and my hands are so rough that I can't burn them."

Gui Ming just got off the buttocks of the stool and sat back, stretched out his hand and took out the exercise book from the hand of the little ghost who was watching the play with relish: "Let me see, have you finished the correction?"

Kid: "..."

Guiming glanced at it, sent back an unedited exercise book, and tapped on the table: "Concentrate."

The little ghost glanced at Shuanzi depressedly, but Shuanzi avoided his gaze, and then said, "If it's all right... I'll be leaving first."

Guiming straightened his bent legs again, and tapped his knee with his hand: "Wait a minute." He raised his head and looked at Shuan Zi with a stiff expression: "Why can't I go?"

-

Before the bonfire.

The villagers joyfully joined hands, beat the beat, and danced around the bonfire. The flames jumped high, and the splashing sparks exploded in the air, and then fell silently. The beating of gongs and drums, the jumping around with teeth and claws, and suddenly shaking the head and wagging the tail, attracted bursts of applause.

If one ignores the lifted slate to the side, the scene actually looks very joyful.

But the stone slab engraved with the words "Living Corpse Village" was at the feet of Qu Fengyi and the others. Not long after entering the village, some passers-by were turned into living corpses. It is not difficult to draw a conclusion——

There are no living people in this village.

Then all the weirdness of this village can be explained.

Why does the NPC at the gate of the village feel so strange, why can't the villagers in the village be seen during the day, and the whole village is empty——

Originally, they only thought that the BOSS was the most dangerous in this dungeon, but looking at it now, maybe this whole dungeon is the most dangerous.

Comparing with the villagers who were celebrating for some reason not far away at this moment, thinking of their identities, Qu Fengyi and the others not only did not feel happy, but felt cool from the bottom of their hearts when they saw this joyous and lively scene.

And the phrase "what are they celebrating" almost pierced the window paper.What to celebrate, they only come here during the day, and the villagers hold a gathering to celebrate at night, what makes a group of living corpses so happy, like a good harvest.

It would not be to celebrate their coming to the village and rejoice for them to boost the GDP of the whole village-the food level of the whole village is not the same.

The corner of Qu Fengyi's mouth twitched slightly, and he touched the key again in his hand, and he had already made a decision in his heart - this dungeon couldn't last, it would be better to run away as soon as possible.

Several old people looked at each other in the light of the fire in the distance, and one of them said: "It seems that what Wang Tao said is correct. Only the house is safe at present."

"But staying in the house and not going out, how do you clear this dungeon?"

They argued in a low voice, Qu Fengyi felt ironic, and couldn't help but said meanly: "Then why don't we go and have fun with the villagers?"

Everyone looked at Qu Fengyi together.

Qu Fengyi: "..."

Qu Fengyi: "What do you see me doing?" You don't want me to go, do you?

Several of the old people looked at each other, and then someone said: "If the dungeon can't be cleared, we can only be trapped in the dungeon."

Qu Fengyi sneered, he wanted to say that it was you, but I have the key.

Another person said: "Blindly escaping will not solve the problem. Even if you have the key in your hand, you can borrow the key to leave this dungeon, but what about the next dungeon? There will always be times when you can't escape. If you don't even try, you will shrink back." How can I survive from this endless dungeon?"

Qu Fengyi: "..."

Another person said: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger cub. I only have one key left in my hand. I will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary. Who wants to go with me?"

After the exchange, they all turned their gazes to Qu Fengyi.

Qu Fengyi: "..."

In the end, he had to be coerced, stood up from the darkness, and walked towards the place where the villagers gathered. Before he entered, he heard the laughter of the villagers.

"Hahahahaha—the daughter-in-law that Zhao Er's youngest son married in the town ran away with someone!"

The older aunt next to me was knocking on the melon seed shell, concentrating: "Did you really run away with someone? Didn't you say it was a rumor?"

Next to it was the sound of the lion dance, thumping, thumping, thumping, thumping, thumping, and sighing: "Dance one more, Mr. Zhao, your skills are getting worse and worse. You used to be able to dance for a long time, but you can't do it after only a few times." ?!"

"I brought some more melon seeds at home. I can't finish them. Has anyone brought meat here?"

"Why didn't Uncle Shuanzi look at it today?"

"Widow of the Liang family, do you really like that shabby house?"

"Let's go, let's go, it's none of your stupid business!"

When Qu Fengyi and the others got closer and closer, villagers saw them one after another, and the lively voices suddenly quieted down. Whether it was lion dancers, dancers, gossipers, or people who cared about others, they all took His eyes were cast on the group of people.

The smiles on the faces of the villagers disappeared, and everyone's face was slightly blue, a little stiff, not like a living person.

Suddenly, a gong sounded, and several people with red and black faces, like clowns in a play, crowded up and said happily, "Isn't this a guest who just entered the village! We have been waiting for a long time!"

The surrounding villagers no longer stared at them stiffly, and resumed the lively sound just now, but the originally joyful atmosphere became a little impetuous.

"Guest, there is a rule in our village." The man in clown make-up played tricks with a slightly funny tone.

Although the villagers next to them were still talking about what they had just said, their eyes could not help but fall on Qu Fengyi and the others, as if they were wearing hooks. Qu Fengyi and the others, who were already nervous, had a slightly Stiff, hands clenched tightly, only then could not hold back the trembling.

"Oh... oh... really?" Responded absent-mindedly: "What rules?"

"The rule is that everyone who comes to the rally must bring a piece of food from home—" The clown in the play made a bow, and his attitude was very polite: "If there is no food—"

Qu Fengyi looked away from the side, and finally landed on the buffoon: "What if it doesn't?"

"No," the clown showed him a slightly simple and honest smile: "Then let the guests come to serve as our food."

-

Shuanzi pretended not to understand: "Ah? Why can't you go?"

Guiming repeated again: "I, why can't I go to the rally?"

"Ah? Is there?" Shuanzi looked weirder than Guiming: "Did I say that?"

Guiming: "..." He had a look on his face that you should stop acting stupid, Ning's acting skills are really bad.

Shuanzi: "..." He touched his face with his hot hand before: "... Isn't it too late? Besides, there are so many people at the rally, there are many people talking, and occasionally there are people from other villages. I don’t know where people come to join in the fun, what if you run into bad guys? This is not like a city, the law and order is not good—” He lowered his voice: “There are many traffickers who just abduct children like you.”

Guiming thinks his reason is ridiculous: "I already know that this is a dungeon, the boss is a brat, what kind of bad guys will I meet, and you are talking about the human trafficker? That's not what you thought of before because I was afraid that I would run into a level breaker." Excuse?"

Shuanzi had a shocked expression on his face: "How do you know?!" This is the perfect reason that the old man came up with after thinking for a long time!

Guiming felt that his expression seemed to be humiliating his IQ: "I don't know why, as long as I think about this kind of thing, I can think of it. You are guarding against it, isn't it just to prevent me from discovering the breaker, so that I can realize it?" Going to the place where you live is a copy, and then you can't accept it?"

Although he was really shocked when he first found out, but he has recovered now. Even the BOSS was brought up by him since he was a child. It is nothing more than another identity, but he is still the younger brother he grew up with.

Even the most basic fill-in-the-blank question can be filled in wrongly.

Guiming doesn't know what's so scary about such a boss. Maybe it's just a low-level dungeon. To be honest, he is more worried about the villagers in the village.

Fortunately, these passers-by have learned their lesson, so they don't dare to attack NPC easily, but this is not certain.

Guiming didn't know that he was still too young and naive.

At this moment, it is no big deal to say to Shuanzi:

"Tell me, now I know that this is a dungeon. I also met the passers-by, and got the key by accident. I somehow followed this group of passers-by to pass the pass. What else is there to go to the rally?"