Is this class the one I should take?

Good guy, these four words are really voiced with special effects, and the players present were all stunned.

After all, these players haven't used the novice protection mechanism yet, and they don't know that the advertisements in this world will have such a style of painting. Lu Shubei couldn't bear it anymore.

Lu Shubei suddenly said: "Why don't we come to see a more surprising and exciting one?"

As he said that, he pointed to the second notice, and said to his companions in a calm and somewhat gloomy tone:

"...May I ask if any of you called the ancestors underground during the Qingming Festival and asked about Ann?"

Now, everyone turned their heads to re-read the notice, and then they all fell silent.

Sometimes, the world likes to hide some scary things in the details to scare people.After being reminded by Lu Shubei, everyone suddenly became nervous again, looking vigilantly at the three missing person notices on the right.

At this time, three missing person notices that looked exactly the same at first glance.They are all written with a brush, with the same typesetting, and they are looking for the same person:

"Crying for my daughter, Zheng Yinglian."

But the time of inscription is different.The first missing person notice was dated November 1950, 11. On this day, two-year-old Zheng Yinglian was taken away by a peddler and disappeared.

The time of the second missing person notice came in 1970, and the mother still hadn't found her child.

Finally, the third missing person notice was dated 1972.When the players moved their gazes to this piece of paper, messy writing began to appear on this piece of paper, as if someone was scribbling crazily on it with a red pen at the moment.

"I found it, I found it..."

The "person" kept writing these three characters, and gradually the characters overlapped, and the red lines intersected with each other, like bloodstains.

Seeing this, many people were frightened and their minds went blank. At the same time, some people realized something: "That woman is... Zheng Yinglian?"

That way things are clearer.It seems that many years ago, the young Zheng Yinglian was sold to Pinggu Village after many twists and turns.When she grew up, she married a man in the village and lived a fairly stable life. Unfortunately, in the end, she was killed by the villagers because of the golden turtle.

Now, Lu Shubei knew why the old man kept calling her that woman.Those villagers should all know that she was kidnapped, and they have no relatives with anyone in the village, and they don't have any reliable natal family, so they don't take her seriously.

When the players got together and sorted out this matter, many people felt a little uncomfortable.They couldn't imagine how the mother faced her daughter's bones when she finally found Pinggu Village.

Resentment, resentment, resentment!How not to complain?How not to complain!

Many people sighed, but compared with them, Lu Shubei's reaction was a little bigger. He found that the situation that happened in the last dungeon had happened again.

Lu Shubei began to be affected by this resentment.

He tried his best to close his eyes, trying to stay awake, but he recalled many things uncontrollably in his head.For example, his adoptive parents told him that when he was with him, they had thought about helping him find his biological parents. For this reason, they even went to the newspaper to see if there was any relevant missing person notice, but they found nothing.

A neighbor said that it seemed that Lu Shubei's biological parents hadn't thought about finding a child at all over the years, and they just thought they were getting rid of a burden.

How ridiculous, Zheng Yinglian was bullied by outsiders, but he was let down by his own parents.The person you care about the most in this world can betray you so ruthlessly and without guilt.

"Uh—" Lu Shubei's head was a little dizzy.

At this time, someone noticed something wrong with him and called his name, but Lu Shubei couldn't hear anything, his ears were buzzing.He opened his eyes, only to see that at some point, a pair of slender hands belonging to a woman stretched out from behind him silently and hung down on his chest.

It was a pair of hands with long red nails, they were hanging there, and they were digging at Lu Shubei's chest.One click, another, the nail was about to touch Lu Shubei's body again and again.

hiss--

Lu Shubei tried his best to regain his consciousness and prepared to watch the advertisement, but just before he could speak, he heard a distorted voice that seemed to be broadcast from a phonograph.The voice clung to his ears, repeating this sentence:

"Don't hate, don't hate, I'm with you..."

It is also strange to say that these words are humming like a lullaby, but they can actually calm the mind.After an unknown amount of time, Lu Shubei's heart calmed down. He lowered his head and saw that his hands gradually became transparent, and then disappeared.

"Lu Shubei!" At this moment, the voice from the outside world, which was isolated by the ghost, finally broke through.In addition, what Lu Shubei didn't expect was that Sheng Yan would be the first one to come over to see if he was okay.

Sheng Yan stared at him, and said that he didn't know why, the fog suddenly cleared just now, and you were bent over with a painful expression on your face, which scared many people.

Yes, the fog did lift.Lu Shubei looked around and saw a bus coming from a distance. The players present were relieved and prepared to take the bus back.

Sheng Yan also wanted to take a car and escape from this ghostly place, but just as he was about to leave, Lu Shubei stopped him:

"I have something for you."

Sheng Yan had always suspected that Lu Shubei was a ghost, so he subconsciously refused if he dared to ask for his things.

Then, Sheng Yan turned her head, saw Lu Shubei's pale face, and heard Lu Shubei's sincere and weak voice:

"I want to know if you actually live across from my house.

If I see this on the face of the person across the street tonight, then I can be sure it's you. "

As he said that, Lu Shubei handed out the things he found out by rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home.

He still looked at Sheng Yan with that "I had this one wish before I died".

Sheng Yan: Fuck, who can say no to this.

But wait, what is this thing?

That night, Lu Shubei returned home, took a kitchen knife to cut up the meat, and ate a good meal humming a little tune. His stomach was no longer hungry, and his body also had strength.

He sat down and thought about it carefully, thinking that the sound was probably made by the ghost on his body.To be honest, he was grateful for the ghost, but also a little afraid of it.You know, there is a classic ghost story that says, sometimes, a ghost protects you, probably just to eat alone.

Ugh.

Lu Shubei sat at the table, looked out of the kitchen window with some melancholy, looked at the only lighted house in the opposite building, and thought about other things.

I don't know if that "person" will come to see him again tonight.

at the same time.another place.

In the room, in front of the mirror, Sheng Yan stood with straight eyes.As the temperature in the room dropped, so did his eyes.

The pupils narrowed, the whites of the eyes increased, and they were bleeding.

The most amazing thing is the eyes, resentful, weird, full of sorrow and malice, if you are stared at by such a pair of eyes, anyone will scream out of fear.

However, when Sheng Yan was about to go to the window and stare deeply at someone, he remembered something, twisted his neck stiffly, and looked at something on the bed.

At that time, Lu Shubei's logic was as follows:

The real Sheng Yan will have something from him, but the ghost pretending to be Sheng Yan will not.

So if he wanted Lu Shubei to believe that the person living opposite was Sheng Yan, he had to wear this, he had to wear it, even if he didn't want to.

Two minutes later, Lu Shubei walked to the kitchen, and saw a man wearing sunglasses stumbling over from the bedroom window of the opposite house.

Yes, Sheng Yan was wearing the pair of sunglasses that Lu Shubei gave him, trying to look up with his neck up.Lu Shubei could tell that he was trying to put on a fierce look.

It's a pity that Sheng Yan is wearing sunglasses, no one can see what is in his eyes at the moment.

At this moment, Lu Shubei stood in his kitchen with a smile and looked at Sheng Yan, waved his hand enthusiastically, quickly closed the window and drew down the curtains.

On the other side, someone opened his mouth and said a few words silently.