Game boss he just wants to fish [unlimited]

Jiang Xianyu was dumbfounded.

For the first time in his more than 500 years of life, he was so confused.

Even in the last dungeon, where he had been fighting wits and courage with the players for so long, he had never been so desperate.

The survival instinct made Jiang Xianyu decide to pretend to be good. He wagged his tail towards Fu Zhan and blinked blankly, as if nothing had happened before.

He's just a pussycat now.

What bad thoughts can kittens have?

The eyes of the man opposite him lingered on him, and then turned to the ghostly symbols on the ground.

Fu Zhan's face twisted in an instant.

Seeing this painting by Fu Zhan, Jiang Xianyu inexplicably felt a little ashamed.He suddenly felt lucky.

His own painting skills are clumsy, and it is impossible for Fu Zhan to see that the painting is him.

After a long time, Fu Zhan suddenly walked towards Jiang Xianyu and picked up the kitten.

The bony fingers happened to pinch the soft flesh of the back of Xianyu Meow's neck. For a moment, Jiang Xianyu had the illusion that his vest had been pulled out long ago.

Yes, it's just an illusion, it must be just an illusion!

Who would associate a gossip cat with Miss Du.

Fu Zhan lowered his eyes, brushing the cat's fluffy fur with his palm.His palms were not as warm as ordinary people's, and his body temperature was lower than ordinary people's. Jiang Xianyu couldn't help shaking.

"Miss." He said lightly.

Xiaomei realized that the man was talking to her and nodded her head.

"Let me take care of this cat." Fu Zhan's tone was slow, and there seemed to be a strange hint that Jiang Xian's fish could not come out.

Jiang Xianyu could clearly feel that the fingers holding the fleshy back of his neck were slowly tightening.He was in some pain and couldn't help meowing.

Fu Zhan withdrew his strength, sneered, his expression was inexplicable, and he almost crushed out a sentence from his lips and teeth: "I have a good relationship with this little guy."

Jiang Xianyu: My life is over.

......

Like all young ghosts, Tang Cuicui also likes to stay up late.After witnessing the scene of Fu Zhan returning with Jiang Xianyu on his back yesterday, Tang Cuicui was full of inspiration and wrote a CP article for the two of them all night.As the sun rose, Tang Cuicui opened the window, closed the fanbook contentedly, and heard the system's call.

[The player is about to go to the casino, please take the npc. 】

There is a serious shortage of staff in Samsara Realm, and it is really unreasonable to have only a few lonely ghosts in a dungeon from beginning to end.So a ghost like Tang Cuicui who can only play a supporting role almost provoked the heavy responsibility of the passerby role in the entire copy.

She is the maid Xiaocui, the owner of the casino is her, and the boatman who pulls the ghost boat is still her.

Like Jiang Xianyu, Tang Cuicui has no big ambitions and loves fishing. The biggest ambition in her life is to become a full-time employee and continue to fish.

The main reason is that there is no guarantee for temporary workers, and the five social insurances and one housing fund are not covered in Samsara.

Before leaving, Tang Cuicui thought that there might be free time in the casino, so she took the fanfic that she hadn't finished yet.

......

Things like exploring the gambling house will not end so early.

Fu Zhan left first.

The lady who shook the dice in the gambling shop painted a Shamat-style makeup. Fu Zhan always felt that it looked very familiar, and she looked a bit like the little passer-by girl who followed Miss Du that day.Fu Zhan expected that this was an NPC set up by the dungeon to test them, but he didn't guess that the young lady would not shake dice with them.

She wants to play cards.

"If you win a round with the slave family, the slave family will answer a question for you."

"The slave family must know everything and say everything."

Recalling the tragic situation of Doudizhu in the previous dungeon, Fu Zhan voluntarily quit the game.

Leave the battlefield to those who are right for it.

At the beginning of the game, Tang Cuicui sat on the banker's seat, Lisa, Yu Jie, and the middle-aged uncle sat on the player's seat.Crow, Zhou Xingzhi and Huangmao Xiaonian left the battlefield to search for clues and props in the casino.There is also a short-haired white-collar worker standing aside, waiting to help his teammates out.

All experienced players know that this kind of poker game does not rely on luck and skill, but on cheating skills.

The female white-collar worker exchanged glances with the players, and the cheating cards twirled deftly around her fingertips.

next moment--

The female white-collar worker was stunned.

She had never seen Tang Cuicui's horse tag.

......

According to the rules in the gambling house, in order to prevent stealing, all belongings must be handed in after the start of the game.Tang Cuicui had no choice but to reluctantly put her painstakingly created fan works in the depository before the game started.

Little did they know, her reluctant expression happened to be reflected in the eyes of the young man with yellow hair.

There must be something ulterior in the book, maybe it's a clue.

On the card table, the fight was in full swing, and the young man with yellow hair tiptoed to the depository.

Tang Cuicui's book is placed at the top. The plain blue cover is a little old, and the footer is turned up. I have read it many times at a glance.

In the martial arts novels read by the young man with yellow hair, many unattractive martial arts cheats look exactly like this book.

Excited heart, trembling hands, I tiptoed to carefully take down the book.

On the cover, there is a line of words written in flamboyance:

"Unrequited Love between Humans and Ghosts: The Indifferent Scholar Lightly Loves"

The young man with yellow hair felt a little wrong, so he opened the book after thinking for a while.

The content on the first page is amazing:

【The cold wind blew the pale moonlight, and the tree shadows trembled back and forth on the ground. Memories of the past flooded into Liu Chunqing's heart like tears, causing him such unbearable pain.He carefully opened Miss Jiang's urn, knelt down devoutly as if worshiping, and stuffed the ashes into his mouth piece by piece.

"Little Xianyu, tonight, we are finally integrated."】[i]

The operation of eating ashes at the beginning is rare, and the yellow-haired young man is a bit suffocated.But the name Liu Chunqing was the driving force for him to look down.

The appearance of this name represents an important clue of what this book must be.

The next development was something Huangmaoxiaonian didn't expect.

Ms. Jiang came back in the form of a ghost, and Liu Shusheng did not know why and started a series of magical operations such as you abuse your body, I abuse your heart, and chase your wife to the crematorium.

After reading this, the little yellow-haired young man vaguely felt that this plot was similar to the bloody Mary Su in the real world, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

He shook his hands and took deep breaths repeatedly.He dabbled a little in Mary Su's novels, and the young man with yellow hair thought that he was finally mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that the next thing was still not within his expectations.

On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, the female ghost Miss Jiang and the cold-faced scholar Liu Chunqing are finally about to achieve a real fruit. On the big red wedding bed, Miss Jiang slowly takes off her clothes...

The young man with yellow hair can't stand it anymore, really can't stand it anymore!

More than half of the article was over, and the author suddenly made a surprise turn, saying that Miss Jiang is actually a man more beautiful than a woman.

Suddenly changed from a sadomasochistic bg text to a scumbag and cheap subject, and the mine has not been cleared in advance, and the young man with yellow hair feels strongly uncomfortable.

Moreover, Liu Chunqing in the article did not expect this to happen.

The young man with yellow hair summoned up his courage and turned another page——

The book fell slowly from his hand to the ground.

The hot-eyed text is gone, replaced by a vivid and interesting full-color double picture.

There is also a thoughtful note next to it:

[Longyang Eighteen Forms [-], [-], [-]...]

I don't know if it's Huangmao's illusion, but he always feels that there are two naked bodies on the screen, one with eyebrows and eyes similar to the players in their team, and the other looks a bit like the scary boss Miss Du.

Although the content was a bit difficult to understand, the young man with yellow hair still kept the book in his pocket.

He couldn't understand the mystery, so he waited to study it with everyone at night.

......

The man who likes to mention the dog blood family ethics drama and the scumbag accepts Da Leiwen as the best actor does not know how Tang Cuicui arranges him at this moment.

He is fighting wits with the naughty kitten.

The little cat hid in the corner and pretended to be dead, ignoring Fu Zhan, at most it meowed twice.

Fu Zhan lowered his eyes, and his tone seemed to be ridiculing: "They are all good, let's chat?"

chat?What are you talking about!

Nothing to talk about.

He is a kitten, not Jiang Xianyu, not the Duke of Salted Fish in Wuz Castle, and not Miss Du from the haunted house in the capital.

Jiang Xianyu thought that it would be a matter of time before he lost his horse.

But not now!

Now off the horse.

It's like being buried!

For a moment, he was in a trance.

It seems that half an hour ago, the person who spit out people's words and arranged Fu Zhan wasn't him!

right!It must not be him!He's just an ordinary cat!

The ordinary cat has just completed a perfect thought construction, and the sweet osmanthus lingers at the tip of his nose when he thinks of it.Jiang Xianyu turned around, glanced over quietly, and saw Fu Zhan unpacking a greased paper bag.Inside the oil paper bag is crystal clear sweet-scented osmanthus candy, mixed with sweet-scented osmanthus the size of rice dots, and when you pick up a piece, the candy is still sticking to it.

Jiang Xianyu's love for sweet-scented osmanthus is second only to tomatoes, and sweet-scented osmanthus was a rare commodity in Uzi Castle.

More than ten years ago, there was a child who was not allowed to enter the realm of reincarnation, a small one, and when Jiang Xianyu sent him back to the world, he gave the little boy the remaining candy.

He has kept that candy for a long time, and has been reluctant to eat it.

The sweet-scented osmanthus candy was put into Fu Zhan's mouth, and the salty fish meow who had been pretending to be stupid finally couldn't help it.

The amount of food served in a dungeon is calculated, that is to say, the sweet-scented osmanthus candy will be gone after eating. He has to wait until the next time the player enters the dungeon to have the chance to eat it again.

no!Can't let Fu Zhan monopolize all the sweet-scented osmanthus candies!

Xianyu Miao boldly came to Fu Zhan's side, meowed twice, and looked pitifully at the man holding the candy wrapper.

A rare smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he took out another piece of candy, coaxingly: "Want to eat?"

Salted Fish Meow nodded reservedly.

He didn't dare to agree too quickly, after all, it is said that cats are proud creatures.

The man leaned down and handed the sweet-scented osmanthus candy to the salted fish. Jiang Xianyu thought that Fu Zhan was waiting for him to eat it.

next moment.

The man directly fed the sugar into the little cat's mouth.

There was something wrong with this posture, but Jiang Xianyu didn't have time to care.The sweet and greasy aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus exploded in the mouth, and the sweetness reached the bottom of my heart. Jiang Xianyu licked his tongue contentedly, signaling Fu Zhan to feed another one.

He clearly understood the meaning of salted fish meow, but the man refused to feed the second candy. He pushed the sweet-scented osmanthus candy aside and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Salted Fish Meow nodded.

Fu Zhan: "Is it sweet?"

Why do you have to ask the same question twice?Jiang Xianyu was a little strange, but still nodded desperately.

The man picked up the white cat and put it on his lap, stroked the snow-white fur, and said, "But cats can't eat sweets very much."

Jiang Xianyu: "???"

"And you can't taste the sweetness."

Jiang Xianyu: "!!!"