Forces of Temptation

After commenting on the ghost's behavior, Nan Zhou took his work out of the kitchen, trying to find a little bit of approval.

He thought, there will always be people who like to eat okra and coriander.

But after being politely rejected by everyone for a round, Nanzhou's good idea was shattered.

Nan Zhou sat back on the chair by the dining table, with no expression on his face.

Although Shen Jie had just been pierced by Nan Zhou, she was even more sure that Nan Zhou had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he had a weird personality and he would only speak if he was attracted.

As long as she can win, she doesn't mind being commented on a few more times.

She whispered to Li Yinhang: "You are his teammate, can you chat with him?"

Li Yinhang looked at Nanzhou.

Nan Zhou was lowering his head, stepping on the foot of the stool, and the orange cat was sitting on it.

Li Yinhang: "..."

She had an intuition that Nan Zhou might not be thinking about the dungeon.

He was simply unhappy because the food he cooked was not recognized.

But she felt that even if she said so, Shen Jie would not believe it.

So Li Yinhang came to the depressed boss, and after brewing for a while, he persuaded him in a low voice: "I really like zucchini."

Hearing this, Nan Zhou quickly raised his head.

Li Yinhang: "..." She swears that she saw Nan Zhou's eyes light up just now.

Nan Zhou spoke up: "I'll teach you how to do handwork."

...It's really easy to coax.

Yesterday, they had learned about Xiao Ming's family composition.

Therefore, the manual task of "my family" is relatively not particularly difficult.

Nan Zhou cut off the match head and used glue to demonstrate to Li Yinhang how to make a three-dimensional match figure.

On the other side, Jiang Fang in the kitchen naturally took over Nan Zhou's work.

The height of the roof is now too low for his height, and he can only work with his head down.

He opened the refrigerator door and took out an onion.

Onions that have been frozen in the refrigerator will not be so stinky anymore.

He looked around the refrigerator, counted the remaining meat and vegetables, and simply memorized it in his heart.

... Besides desserts, it turns out that Nan Zhou also likes to eat these.

After turning back to the chopping board, Jiang Fang picked up the kitchen knife, smiled gently, and held the side of the choker on his neck with the other hand, and stroked it twice.

He never thought that there would be a day when he would like to cook.

……

The dishes made by Jiang Fang are still surprisingly rich and delicious.

This is one of the rare good things to be thankful for in a bad mission.

The dessert used to add sugar to Nanzhou today is egg tart.

Li Yinhang muttered while eating.

On the bus, Jiang Fang claimed to be a mixed-race child who returned to China after his mother died.

In the current copy, Jiang Fang's identity has become a music exchange student between China and Uzbekistan.

His cooking skills, etiquette, social experience, and thinking level are all top-notch...

Thousands of words merged into one sentence: Brother, what are you doing?

However, Li Yinhang's muttering only lasted for a moment.

As long as the other party is willing to take her with him, he is a father.

She is picky and picky when she hugs her thighs, she is really out of her mind.

The fitness trainer on the side didn't have any grudges at all, his face was flushed after eating, and he sincerely praised: "It's really good, your skills don't look like foreigners at all."

Jiang Fang stared at Nan Zhou who was devoting himself to biting the egg tart, the smile on his face was perfect and impeccable: "Thank you."

While everyone was enjoying this brief moment of relaxation, Yu Tuisi had already entered the children's room.

His task is still "afternoon nap".

Thinking that there might be a monster entrenched under the bed, Chen Sufeng felt restless.

He suggested: "Brother Yu, let me do this task for you."

Yu Tuisi stroked his hair casually, and said with a smile, "Speaking of children."

Chen Sufeng wanted to argue: "I'm not..."

With a smile on his face, Yu Tuisi stretched out his hand in the air, waiting for Chen Sufeng to pick it up, but his voice was firm without any rebuttal: "Hold me up."

Chen Sufeng stopped talking, didn't say any more, and took his hand.

He understood what Yu Tuisi failed to say.

... "If possible, I would even write your homework for you."

Yu Tuisi wanted to protect him no matter what.

Because he is Chen Suye's younger brother.

For this reason, he would rather give up the 200 points that he is likely to get after tearing off the wallpaper, but also to ensure the safety of himself and him.

His determination was so strong that Chen Sufeng had nothing else to do except accept such kindness and stay by his bedside.

A seemingly peaceful noon passed.

There was no special movement in the children's room, but when the mission ended and Yu Tuisi appeared in front of everyone again, Yu Tuisi's pale face really shocked the others.

Yu Tuisi didn't have time to explain, so he waved to Chen Sufeng: "Salt water."

He added: "... light salt water."

The adjusted light salt water came soon.

"I had another dream."

Yu Tuisi took it quickly, put a mouthful of light salt water in his mouth, swallowed it suddenly, and then summarized: "...I dreamed of the taste of stewed meat."

Everyone was at a loss at first, and then they all came to understand.

The meaning behind the stew could not be clearer.

Just relying on imagination, their faces turned livid one by one.

Nanzhou thought, sure enough, this dungeon is still providing them with clues.

The "Nap" task that Yu Tuisi got was the only one that mentioned in the task description that he would "have a dream".

This is true.

On the first day, what Yu Tuisi dreamed was the sound of sawing things.

The next day, he dreamed of the smell of stew.

The clues in his dream coincided perfectly with the haunted house where the murder took place.

In this way, even if their level is a little lower than now, and they fail to find the hair in the sewer, the oily pressure cooker and other clues, they can still see one or two traces just from Yu Tuisi's dream.

As one of the prompts for dungeon setting, Yu Tuisi's dream is very logical.

But correspondingly, the appearance of ghosts has no logic at all.

When the two events are compared, the latter appears even more illogical.

...so, why?

Yu Tuisi didn't have time to think about this.

He didn't eat anything at noon, his stomach was empty, and he had endured the strong and strange smell of meat for a long time, and now he was in an embarrassing state where he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit.

He had no choice but to stimulate the base of his tongue with light salt water, forcing himself to vomit.

Soon, he had a reaction and was pushed into the bathroom by Chen Sufeng.

After a while, his muffled retching sound came from inside.

Because of this experience, Yu Tuisi didn't eat anything for the next day.

But then, everything went very smoothly.

Li Yinhang's "manual" task transitioned safely.

Thin Monkey and the fitness coach exchanged tasks, and each made a safe transition.

Shen Jie's "washing hair" task transitioned safely.

At the end of the day, apart from completing Xiao Ming's daily tasks, everyone made little substantive progress.

The main line has not advanced at all, and Yu Tuisi's dream is only a side support of the main line, which is of little significance.

The only two things that are valuable are Jiang Fang's deduction from the matches that the people in this family will often go to a certain fixed place, and Nan Zhou's analysis and evaluation of the logic of the ghost's behavior.

The noon dream had a certain impact on Yu Tuisi's spirit. In addition to his poor physical fitness, he fell asleep before nine o'clock.

Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang didn't seem to be very anxious about the current situation, they both went to sleep in the children's room.

The thin monkey couldn't sleep.

He planned to take another inventory of the things in the computer.

Shen Jie does not approve of such dangerous behavior, but Shouhou insists.

He said: "The computer is placed there, it must be useful for copy settings, otherwise why put a computer there? It looks good."

As soon as the words came out, and after careful scrutiny, the thin monkey realized that his logic had a smell of Nanzhou.

Thin Monkey: "..." That's outrageous.

The final result of the discussion was that Shen Jie and Li Yinhang stayed in the living room to rest, and the fitness trainer accompanied Shouhou to brush the computer.

As it turned out, before 12:[-], the fitness instructor yawned amidst the intensive keyboard typing: "Xiaohou, you're still awake..."

The thin monkey stared at the computer screen: "I'll look for it again."

The next second, the fitness trainer's snoring sounded.

The thin monkey glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

He didn't expect him to spend the night with him either.

As long as there is a living person around.

He took off his jacket and threw it on the fitness trainer, covering him with a quilt.

He didn't know how many times he opened each folder of the computer.

There is a movie folder on the computer, action, adventure, sci-fi, comedy, horror, history, you name it.

When he first discovered this, he thought there were some clues in it, so he dragged the progress bar to quickly sift through all the movies.

It turned out that it was really just a movie.

Many of them have been seen in reality.

... This sense of connection between reality and illusion makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Thin Monkey closed the folder page.

After re-refreshing the computer desktop several times meaninglessly, he suddenly thought of Jiang Fang's analysis on matches during the day.

So, with a glimmer of hope, he typed "Family matches" in the search bar again.

Unsurprisingly, nothing.

But probably because of Fuzhixin, Shouhou didn't close the search page immediately.

He tried to delete the last two words.

- Search for "Family".

A line of small words popped up under the search bar: "Find about 100 relevant results for you".

The thin monkey fucked in a low voice, and leaned back on the computer chair.

I know that this kind of popular vocabulary is searched in vain.

But after a while, the thin monkey's eyes suddenly lit up——

He sat up straight and downloaded several development tools one after another.

He even hated himself for being stupid.

After being mixed for a long time, I even forgot what I am good at.

Without stopping with his fingertips, he quickly typed lines of code.

In the field that Skinny Monkey is familiar with, there is light in his eyes.

Gradually, a simple application gadget emerged from his fingertips.

Although all records have been wiped from the computer, the online world is different.

The geese pass by and leave a sound, and there are marks on the snow.

Before, because the network was too large, the thin monkey was naturally helpless and unable to start.

But now, Thin Monkey has at least the keyword "Family".

After nearly an hour of busy work, the thin monkey cheered for himself in a low voice: "Yes!"

He quickly started the program.

These few lines of code can locate and filter the 100 results, and finally display the web pages related to the word "Family" that have been opened in this fixed IP address.

In just a few tens of seconds, beads of sweat appeared on the thin monkey's forehead.

He has been disappointed too many times.

Just give him some hope this time...

Soon, his efforts and prayers were answered.

【Ding--】

[Congratulations to player Hou Qing for collecting the clue "Family Secret"]

The thin monkey clenched his fist excitedly, and was about to listen to his reward when a strange change occurred on the screen in front of him.

At first, the thin monkey thought he was wrong.

But when he repeatedly confirmed, half of his body quickly became paralyzed in fear——

In the lower right corner inside the screen, five snow-white fingerprints appeared.

...A hand pressed the displayed LCD screen from the inside.

One second, two seconds...

No, it may crawl out at any time...

In extreme fear, people cannot make a sound.

The thin monkey glanced at the sleeping fitness coach from the corner of his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably.

save me... save me...

But he couldn't make a sound.

There was a muffled gurgling sound in his throat, and his Adam's apple seemed to be pressed against and choked by a violently beating heart.

A choke, another choke.

……why me……

I am not doing the task, the one who is doing the task is obviously Jiang Fang, why did you find me...

The thin monkey was stiff and unable to move.

He watched helplessly as the entire screen turned black and gray.

He watched helplessly on the black screen, the hand pressed against the screen was slowly moving towards the center of the screen, showing the shape of the entire palm.

... As he watched helplessly, the screen was completely occupied by a woman's blood-red lips.

The lips murmured, whispered.

The thin monkey's eyes gradually became blurred, and he found that his hand was slowly reaching out to the lips on the screen.

But the most frightening thing is that his consciousness is clearly still clear.

No, don't... don't do this...

The thin monkey begged and screamed silently.

Please forgive me, I don't want to die, I want to live...

Help me, who can save me...

The thin monkey's fingertips have already touched the screen.

He even felt a unique kind of tenderness.

That is the touch of human lips.

Cold, bouncy, soft.

However, as despair and lips swallowed him completely, there was a loud bang in the skinny monkey's ears.

Immediately afterwards, an unimaginable force lifted the thin monkey, including the chair and others, to the wall!

The moment the skinny monkey hit the wall with his paper-thin back, all his internal organs surged up inside his body, making his eyes dark.

He lay on the ground for a long while, before the darkness shrouded in front of his eyes gradually receded.

The computer has returned to normal.

The glowing white light circled a white frame on the ground.

The fitness coach who was awakened looked at the flying door panel, the disintegrated computer chair, and the half-dead skinny monkey on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't figure out what happened.

The thin monkey moved his body and felt that his waist was about to be kicked out.

He squeezed out a groan from his bloody throat in great pain: "Fuck..."

...and after discovering that the thin monkey was not only alive but also able to move, Nan Zhou, who was woken up by the system prompt and arrived in time, lightly clenched his fist happily.

The thin monkey doesn't want to be a white-eyed wolf.

But the experience of the rest of my life after the catastrophe was too bad.

The severe pain completely overwhelmed the ease of recovering his life.

"Fuck you, uncle..." The thin monkey cursed weakly, "What are you kicking me for, kicking the computer!"

Nan Zhou who was scolded for no reason: "...?"

He said honestly: "If the computer breaks down, what should I do for the tasks tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"

Thin Monkey: "..." That's really fucking right.

"damn it……"

While mumbling and cursing, the thin monkey arched its back little by little, trying to form a kneeling posture on the ground.

Facing Nanzhou, he knocked his head on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice with pain: "...Thank you."

Nan Zhou blinked.

Li Yinhang and Shen Jie who rushed over after hearing the sound were dumbfounded when they saw this messy scene.

Shen Jie asked urgently: "What's going on?!"

Nan Zhou turned his head and responded in a low voice: "I seem to have kicked my brain out."

Thin Monkey: "..." What do you mean?

He took a few breaths and said weakly: "Sister Shen, I have discovered..."

The author has something to say:

Nanzhou, a destructive creature that sits on an orange cat when you are unhappy but is easy to coax