Accidentally bent the male lead [Transmigration Book]

Seeing the projection in front of him, He Zhao ruled out the third option without even thinking about it.

It would be a ghost if he could run away now.

However, let 3791 show the results for himself.

After receiving He Zhao's request, 3791 dutifully projected it.

After He Zhao turned around and ran away, a huge fireball suddenly hit from the sky, and everyone hung up together.

...Another group was wiped out.

In fact, the owner can play this as a game. 3791 gloated.

If it wasn't for real people playing, He Zhao would probably think this game is quite fun.

just now...

After thinking for a while, He Zhao chose b.

Option a is quite satisfactory, while b represents risks and opportunities.

If you want to be in a level that will be wiped out at any time, it is definitely impossible to pass the level with the crowd.

Can you check the ab option ending.He Zhao asked.

cannot. 3791 resolutely refused.

Um?He Zhao raised his eyebrows, apparently not expecting that 37791 would choose to refuse.

This time it will consume my energy, unless the master uses points. 3791 doesn't like to trade at a loss.

The last time I agreed was because that trivial matter was insignificant, how could it be worth hundreds of points this time?

How could this bastard who threatened and lured him take advantage of it?

Forget it.He Zhao is also a penny-pinching iron rooster.

Looking at the attitude of 3791, you can tell that the money spent will definitely not be less than one hundred points.

As a severely impoverished household in the country, how could he squander his few remaining points?

For an option in a side mission, no matter how you think about it, it's too bad.

I don't know how many options there are to decide the direction.

He Zhao, who directly chose b, left the main force, but did not follow the route given by the projection.

This woman just wants to kill herself, right?

How could he follow the route given by the other party?

It's just that not long after He Zhao walked, he saw a bright red flower on the side of the road.

The flowers bloom and the leaves fall, and the two do not meet each other.

……run.He Zhao caught a glimpse of the beautiful little red flower and ran away without thinking.

Not for anything else, just because this is a world with ghosts.

And this flower is called the other shore.

Also known as the Flower of Hell.

It's dangerous no matter how you look at it.

Not long after He Zhao ran, a figure shrouded in black mist was attracted here by the little red flowers.

After staying away from the Bianhua that attracts ghosts, He Zhao did not let go of his vigilance.

After walking for a long time without any danger, He Zhao resigned to his fate and followed the route given by the female voice.

He has now discovered that no matter how he goes, what should come will still come.

Instead of wasting effort, it is better to follow the route given by the female voice, but it is the closest.

When he walked to the small door, He Zhao found that there was no lock there, so he pushed it open without thinking too much.

Originally, he was guarding against danger, but he didn't expect that when he entered the door, he saw a beautiful woman like a hibiscus.

The woman seemed a little surprised, wearing a gorgeous big skirt, said with a smile: "Have you lost your way, sir?"

"Yes, I'm an audience." He Zhao didn't deny it, and nodded back with a gentle smile.

People who don't know the truth may think that this is a gentle and polite gentleman.

"I'll take you there." There was a slight smile on the woman's face, but her expression suddenly changed.

"Okay...?" He Zhao just replied before being dragged by the woman in front of him.

The whole person entered the door uncontrollably!

This woman looked soft and weak, but she did not expect to be terribly strong.

He Zhao saw the ghost chewing Bianhua flowers from the corner of his eye, and immediately understood that the woman was there to protect himself.

The woman responded quickly and closed the door immediately.

"It's okay." The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for the song and dance troupe and the audience, no other ghosts can enter the theater. 3791 explained.

The song and dance troupe... He Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly.

so……

He Zhao turned to the woman and asked, "Are you an actor?"

"Yes." The woman replied.

He Zhao looked down at the woman's feet, although they were covered by the skirt, he could still find them.

The woman in front of her walked in a strange posture, as if her leg had been injured.

The woman on the way didn't say much, and quietly led He Zhao to a passage.

There seemed to be a lot of staff in the passage, and they were all busy doing their jobs.

"Xiao Liu, please take this gentleman to the auditorium." The woman said to the staff who were arranging the props.

He Zhao turned his head, and it was a young woman with freckles on her face and an ordinary face.

Xiao Liu put down the props in his hand and nodded.

He Zhao followed behind the freckled woman, and said with a smile, "The terrain here is so complicated that I'm already lost. It would be great if there was a bird's-eye view."

Xiao Liu's ears moved, and he said, "I've only been around here, and I've never been to other places. It's not much better than you."

"Really?" He Zhao asked.

"En." Xiao Liu didn't say much.

"Generally there will be a road map or something, otherwise if something happens, you won't be able to find the escape route." He Zhao seemed a little distressed on his expression.

"You think too much." Xiao Liu replied.

"But isn't it the most basic thing? What if? Right." He Zhao pushed his rimless glasses and smiled.

"Here we are." Xiao Liu didn't answer his question, pointed to the overcrowded auditorium and left.

After He Zhao glanced at her, he walked to his seat and sat down.

The theater is indeed very large and can seat at least 1 people.

"Where did you go?" It was the man sitting next to He Zhao on the bus who spoke.

"I went to the toilet." He Zhao replied.

This answer didn't arouse the little brother's suspicion, after all, when he was in the car, he was muttering about going to the bathroom.

"Let me tell you about this musical!" The younger brother's face was a little excited.

"Don't you know?" He Zhao was puzzled.

"I just found out that this was written by Xian Qiyan after reading a certain famous book!" The younger brother beamed brightly.

"What about the plot?" He Zhao tilted his head and looked at the drawn curtain.

"Ahem... I haven't seen it." The little brother was a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, He Zhao immediately lost interest, sat in the auditorium and began to look at the surrounding environment.

"But I know that everyone will die in the end." The younger brother saw that He Mingkong, who was in the same dormitory, lost interest in this instantly, and said hastily.

"The name is called No Survival, are you talking nonsense?" He Zhao laughed.

"But the murderer also died together." Seeing He Zhao sneered, the younger brother wanted to pretend that he had some gossip.

"Really?" He Zhao glanced at him.

Maybe the show's ending hints at the ending for everyone in the theater too.

From the moment you step into the theater, whether it is the audience or the staff.

Their end is doomed.

Besides, the murderer is a ghost, so of course he cannot be considered a living person.

All perish is not a contradiction.

They didn't have to wait long for the drama to begin.

When the curtain opened on the stage, He Zhao began to concentrate.

At the moment he saw the heroine, he was a little surprised but it was natural.

The woman with thousands of stars gathered in her body has a beautiful and soft appearance, and her fair skin is light pink.

The delicate and charming petal lips parted lightly, and every line she read was so beautiful and beautiful.

This person was the woman He Zhao met at the back door.

"Xian Qiyan!" The little brother beside him said in a low voice, his face was full of enthusiasm.

He Zhao glanced at the woman, got up and wanted to go elsewhere.

Fierce applause broke out from time to time in the auditorium, as if applauding and cheering for this legendary woman.

It was only when He Zhao walked to the last row that a dancer on the stage suddenly started to emit black air, his eyes were white, and he grabbed the people around him.

"Ah what's the matter!"

"are you crazy?!"

"very scary!"

Not only the audience, but even the dancers started to run down in fright, regardless of the performance.

Xian Qiyan's expression turned ugly, as if he was blaming this accident for ruining his well-prepared performance.

But no matter how upset she was, she still ran down to avoid being hurt by that delirious person.

Not long after Xian Qiyan ran down, not only the woman who went crazy at the beginning, but also some people became like the first person one after another.

He Zhao carefully looked at Xian Qiyan, but there was nothing wrong with the other party.

It didn't take long for someone to die at the hands of those dancers who had turned into ghosts.

The panic spread further, and everyone ignored the usual gentlemanly self-restraint, and all went madly towards the gate.

"Sir?" Xian Qiyan was a little surprised to see that man when he ran to He Zhao's side.

This person is the object of my mission, since I haven't found anything strange so far, why don't I take it with me?

He Zhao thought about it, and said to her, "It's a little dangerous for you to do this."

Following He Zhao's gaze, Xian Qiyan also considered that the costume she was wearing during the performance was really in the way.

She took off her skirt directly, and she was still wearing a tights underneath.

There are too many people here, and there is no way to get out at the gate, but He Zhao still took Xian Qiyan there.

It's just that when I reached the gate, I found that the guards over there had also become like those before!

He Zhao hurriedly took Xian Qiyan to another place, but Xian Qiyan, a delicate young lady, couldn't bear it.

There are too many people here, squeezing her into a mess.

Others fled elsewhere in more panic than they did.

3791.He Zhao frowned and looked at the ghost getting closer and closer to him, and said.

You now have two options.

a: Kill the ghost.

b: Abandon Xian Qiyan and run away alone.

c: Two people stay together.

He Zhao didn't wait for 3791, but the female voice reached his ears faster.

Kill ghosts?

What do you use to kill yourself?

If I could do it myself, I wouldn't wait until now.

It is his own consciousness that enters the dream world, and those cultivation bases have all been blocked by the seven-character interrogation disk.

The seven-character interrogation disk will only give you an option if you judge that the owner can do it. 3791 made a sound.

He Zhao frowned slightly, and began to think about how he would solve the current situation.

Is there anything else I can bring here?

Suddenly, he thought of something!