The copy NPCs are all my homie [Original God + Unlimited]

"Can you hear me clearly?" Ying buried her face in Thomas's chest and said sullenly.

Thomas' body was a little stiff, with the soft fragrance in his arms, he didn't bother to listen to the voices outside the window at all.

Ying waited for a long time but didn't get an answer. She raised her head, only to find that he looked too far away.

"Hey—" Ying pinched his chest.

"Hiss - listen, I heard it." Thomas subconsciously clasped her hand and rubbed the place where she just pinched it sorely.

Realizing what he had done, he got stuck again.

Forget it, you can't count on him.Ying touched his chest muscles again, um, it felt really good, then got up, ready to get closer to find out.

"Don't—in case of danger..." Thomas stopped her, his eyes full of worry.

"But I want to know who is singing." Ying said very bluntly.

Thomas showed hesitation, but his hands still held her tightly, preventing her from going out.

Ying intuitively felt what he was going to tell her.

After a while, Thomas seemed to finally make up his mind and speak.

"I'll help you see."

Ying couldn't help laughing: "It's just as dangerous for you to go out!"

Thomas shook his head: "No, I don't have to go out."

Eh?Ying blinked suspiciously, don't you need to go out?

"I have an ability," Thomas whispered.

Ying could only hear what he said if she was very close to him.

"I was able to communicate with animals and borrow their vision."

"Then I lied right!" Ying's first reaction was that she lied to him when she came back, "You do know where I went!"

Thomas nodded.

"Is that crow related to you? And those little animals that showed me the way?" Ying suddenly remembered a lot of details, "Have you known Xiaomaru before?"

Thomas explained: "I don't want to spy on you! It's just that the little animals told me that something is wrong in the village these days. There seem to be some strange things coming and going. I'm afraid that something will happen to you, so let them pay more attention to you..."

"I'm not angry." Ying couldn't help but smiled lightly, he had really considered everything, "Then how are you going to help me this time?"

"Xiao Maru is outside, I can borrow his vision."

Thomas closed his eyes, but he didn't let go of her hand, as if he was afraid that she would run outside if he didn't pay attention.

Ying looked at him intently.

After a while, Thomas shuddered and opened his eyes.

"A man with blond hair covered in dirt and blood."

"A man with blond hair?" Ying widened her eyes.

Thomas: "Yeah, about my height."

Ying breathed a sigh of relief, that must not be her brother.Also, in terms of appearance, most people would call my brother a boy, not a man.

"Did you hear what he was singing?" Ying asked.

Thomas shook his head: "I can only rely on Xiaowan's vision, not his hearing."

Ying understood, then got off the bed lightly, dragged Thomas three steps in two steps to the door, put his ear on the door and listened carefully.

Even so, she couldn't capture all the content sung by the things outside, but she could faintly hear a few key words.

Mulberry village, school, daughter, serious illness, escape...

Wait, blonde hair, Ying suddenly had an incredible guess.

The one who sang outside couldn't be her father in name.

She recalled what she had heard from others again. Both her parents died, but the family was quite rich and had no farmland.Live purely on laurels.

She stroked her hair and had some thoughts.

**

Maybe it was because of being too tired, even though there was a faint singing voice outside the door, Ying rarely had a good night's sleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Thomas was still busy at the stove in his apron.

Huh... Is there any way to bring Thomas with me, so that I can bring him with me every time I enter the dungeon...

Ying walked to the dining table and sat down, thinking melancholy.

Thomas, a must-have product for home travel, can be used in the living room and in the kitchen, bringing you the best dungeon experience.

"Eat."

Thomas stroked her head affectionately.

While Ying was swallowing her last mouthfuls of food, there was a knock on the door.

"It's me." Gu Lang's voice came over.

When Thomas went to open the door, Gu Lang nodded and said hello, and went straight to sit next to Ying.

"Can I have something to eat?" She pointed to breakfast and asked cautiously.

Ying looked at Thomas, after all, it was the fruit of his labor, and of course he had to make the decision.

"Of course." Thomas smiled and added a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Gu Lang.

"Thank you." Gu Lang exhaled, buried his head in his food, and looked as if he was starving.

Sensing Ying's suspicious gaze, she explained helplessly: "You know, Frank isn't very good at cooking, but he's also in charge of cooking... Forget it, anyway, our family is now in a new round of war."

Nodding clearly.Now it can be confirmed that Frank should be completely invisible in this copy.

When he finally had his stomach full, Gu Lang put down his chopsticks and sighed contentedly: "It's so delicious."

Hearing the praise, Thomas exuded a happy atmosphere. He cleared the table excitedly, and Ying could almost see the wagging tail behind him.

Looking back, Ying cleared her throat: "Exactly, I have something to talk to you about."

Gu Lang stopped moving: "Did you find anything?"

Ying told Gu Lang about hearing the song last night, and then asked, "Did you find a problem?"

"Question," Gu Lang repeated, "You mean that there is a problem with that person being a blond man?"

Ying pointed at her, and then at herself, "This is the starting point. Don't you think I look out of place in this village?"

Gu Lang thought for a while: "You mean, hair color?"

Ying nodded: "The people in this village have certain similarities in appearance. They are all like you, with black hair and black eyes. But I am not, and neither is Thomas."

"You mean... none of you are natives of the village?" Gu Lang gradually understood what she meant.

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, my father, Thomas' father, was trafficked from outside. The person who sang in front of my house yesterday is also my father."

"Then why did he come to sing at my door yesterday?" Gu Lang asked.

"What do you think?" Ying asked her back.

Gu Lang thought for a while, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly realized: "Because of Frank! Frank also has blond hair, and he doesn't belong to this village. He may have been trafficked from outside."

"That's right." Ying gave her a thumbs up, "So we can guess that the dead people will sing at the door that used to be the buyer of human trafficking. Whether this singing is a threat or a reminder is uncertain, but this It can let us barely guess the secret of this village."

"Then how are you sure?" Gu Lang asked, "I mean, although there is a great possibility of human trafficking in this village, you have no evidence. All this is your guess."

Ying smacked her lips.

Before she could speak, Gu Lang added: "Don't say that it will be too late to confirm the large-scale human trafficking in two days. What we need to do is to stop human trafficking."

"Then let the victim tell us the truth." Ying stood up and pulled Gu Lang out.

"victim?"

**

Ying came to the house of the grandfather who had talked to her before.

This time, the old man was still sitting there peeling taro, apparently preparing for lunch.

"Good morning!" Ying greeted.

The old man looked up and squinted his eyes: "It's Xiaoying, oh, and Xiaogu, what's the matter?"

"I know you're from outside." Ying said straightforwardly.

The iron sheet and taro in the grandfather's hand fell to the ground at once, and after a while, his hands trembled violently.

The screen held its breath, knowing that it could not disturb him at this time.

After a while, he lowered his head and tried his best to say: "Don't remind me of the past."

Gu Lang tugged at his body.

The whole body of the old man inside the fence was trembling, and big tears fell on the ground. The high fence seemed to be a wall that trapped him all his life. He just sat there decadently, covering his face with his hands, and whispered Sobbing.

"Why did you remind me..." he murmured.

A sense of guilt welled up in her heart, Ying reached out and grabbed the fence, trying to get closer to him: "I'm sorry..."

"My life has changed since that day. I thought that I would find an ordinary job after graduating from college and live an ordinary but happy life, but..." His eyes were lost, as if he remembered What a long story.

There were hurried footsteps behind her, Ying turned her head, and a woman rushed over panting, pushed open the gate, and shouted at the old man, "Father, something happened to Mother!"

"What!" The old man stood up suddenly.

"She was sitting on the ground just now, and she fell to the ground!" The woman said in a hurry, turning around and about to run again, "Father, if mother is really ill, you should get ready!"

Prepare?Ying and Gu Lang looked at each other, with the same confusion in their eyes, are you preparing for a funeral?

Seeing the woman running away, the grandfather stepped out of the fence and grabbed Ying's hand: "Please, help me, I don't want to die!"

"...Death?" Ying looked confused, but Gu Lang's eyes widened in surprise.

"Could it be...you, no, our village..." Gu Lang muttered in a low voice, "No, this is too scary."

Ying's hand hurt from being pinched by the old man, and the old man's face was distorted by fear and pain, looking extremely hideous: "Don't you remember how your father died a few months ago! Do you really have the heart!"

"How did my father die?" Ying repeated his words.

"It can't be buried with you..." Gu Lang said in a low voice, Ying glanced at her in horror, then looked at the old man's eyes full of fear.

She made a decisive decision: "you come with me."

There seemed to be noisy human voices in my ears.

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对不起！最近实在是事情比较多，所以断更了两个周，之后努力陆续恢复更新！感谢在2022-03-0614:10:45~2022-03-1922:56:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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