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"Fuck, what's going on?" Yan Xiaofu opened her mouth so wide that she could swallow a fist, staring at the pedestrians and antique buildings on the street, hesitated for a long time, but didn't know which direction to go. .After wandering for a while, she carefully scanned the surrounding scenery, and saw that the streets were full of peddlers and merchants, as well as bustling crowds.All the people are wearing clothes that are not gorgeous, but full of ancient charm. There are all kinds of daily necessities that only appear in the age of industrial underdevelopment.

Taking a deep breath, she tugged at the clothes she just took off from the dead man, and touched the hot thing on her chest.

The Xiaomi phone on his chest was still emitting a familiar heat.

Yan Xiaofu is a freelancer, and usually earns money from odd jobs such as live broadcasting and cos clothing stores opened on Taobao.It was her weekly live broadcast time again. She took the live broadcast equipment and wandered around a local comic exhibition early in the morning, thinking about where the live broadcast would be more suitable.As a result, I accidentally wandered away for a while on the way, and when I looked up, I found that the painting style in front of me was wrong.

The big trees in front of me are five or six stories high, okay?Why didn't you see it at all outside the venue?Yan Xiaofu was stunned for a second, then thought of something, quickly took out her phone to look at it, and then let out a long sigh of relief—thank God, the phone signal is full.

Yan Xiaofu immediately calmed down. Since the mobile phone signal is still there, why are you still nervous?While slowly stuffing the phone back into her pocket, she felt that this comic exhibition was really worth the money.I heard before that they invited the most famous puppet girl group in Shanghai. Now it seems that not only the cosplayer is great, but the scene layout is also very attractive. If there is still some time left after the live broadcast, maybe they can Take a feature film or something here.

She was thinking pretty well, but after walking for five or six minutes, she didn't see the edge of the forest. Yan Xiaofu couldn't help feeling uneasy, and slowly stopped in place.The situation seems to be a bit wrong. Normally speaking, I should be able to walk out in five or six minutes, but now it seems that I can't get to the end.

Yan Xiaofu gradually panicked, she called her mother, father and girlfriends with trembling hands, but none of them could get through.In the end, she simply opened the address book and called from the first number to the last number. There were dozens of them. Just like the previous situation, none of them could get through.

Very good oh hehehehe.

Yan Xiaofu kicked to the big tree next to her, which made the leaves on the tree rush down. Seeing the drizzling withered leaves, she scratched her head irritably, and sat down on the root of the tree without moving. up.

The sun slowly rose, and after an unknown amount of time, Yan Xiaofu's stomach started to growl.She rubbed her belly, only then remembered that she hadn't had breakfast yet.

When she was sitting on the ground before, she thought about many things in her mind. She thought that her father and mother should be the ones she thought about the most, but she didn't expect that the most important thing was the picture of takoyaki being made at the manga booth.Yan Xiaofu couldn't help but thought with a wry smile, indeed food is the most important thing in life.After thinking about it, she slowly got up from the ground, patted the ashes on her pants, took out the compass that came with her phone, and walked along the north direction, carefully observing the surrounding scene.

An hour later, she finally came to the edge of the forest. It turned out to be a mountain, and she was now in a forest halfway up the mountain.On the way down the mountain, she found an unknown person lying on the ground on the path in the forest.Yan Xiaofu looked at the blood stains under those people from a long distance, and silently guessed in her heart how likely they were to survive.

It should be... they are all dead.

Yan Xiaofu looked at the long robes and sleeves of the people lying down, then at the white shirt and jeans on herself, and sighed softly, feeling that the road ahead was bleak.

Biting her fingers, slowly, her gaze on the group of people became hot.

Since it's dead...can you let me touch the corpse?

Yan Xiaofu is not very afraid of these people who may die, these things are not a problem in the face of hunger.She waited for a while and found that no one came, so she walked over quickly, carefully moved these people, and checked them one by one.

After tossing for five or six minutes, she slowly raised her head and sighed. There were women and men, adults and children, a total of 6 people, and there was not a single survivor.

Rubbing her temples, she advised herself not to think too much.The most important thing now is to get things as soon as possible, otherwise, if some enemies or relatives and friends chase after him like in martial arts novels, he will completely kneel down.Even if no one came, so many corpses would attract the beasts in the woods.

Picking off a woman's coat that looked cleaner, Yan Xiaofu tossed it and put it directly on the outside of her white shirt and jeans.According to years of experience in making cosplay clothes, this style of pulling the upper edge of the lower skirt to the chest should be unique to women in the Tang Dynasty. Yan Xiaofu recalled what happened in the Ming Dynasty while putting on the clothes, and carefully Looking through the skirts and purses of the people on the ground.

After weighing the pieces of silver she took out from the dead man in her hand, Yan Xiaofu straightened her clothes, knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice, then ran along the path and came to this small town at the foot of the mountain.

Now Yan Xiaofu is standing at the entrance of the busiest street in the town, watching a flatbed cart that is driven by a horse or a mule slowly passing by with calm fish eyes, silent for a long time, and then He turned his attention to a shop on the side of the street, where a charming woman was greeting customers, wearing a vulgar gold hairpin on her head, and a trembling golden phoenix on it followed the woman's every move. It shook up and down; there was an old man selling sugar paintings standing at the door of the shop, surrounded by a group of little radish heads, coquettishly asking the old man to draw bigger and better-looking sugar paintings for them.

She walked forward slowly, and saw a lot of novel and interesting things along the way.With a feeling of watching a miracle, she followed the crowd and moved slowly, listening to the vendors on the street greeting the guests coming and going from north to south with accents that she didn't understand.I saw the bun seller at the end of the street, with a hearty smile, while handing the steaming buns wrapped in clean lotus leaves to the hands of customers.Yan Xiaofu has never seen this method of packing food before, those dewy lotus leaf packets, each one seems to exude a strong fragrance of lotus leaves.She stared blankly at the aunt's dexterous hands tying up the lotus leaf packets with reed leaves one by one. There was a particularly comfortable sense of rhythm in the movements, which attracted Yan Xiaofu and couldn't move her eyes.I don't know how long I watched, the aunt suddenly raised her head and smiled at her, Yan Xiaofu came back to her senses with a shudder, and also showed a smile with a small arc in embarrassment, she turned her body slightly, and stood in the bustling crowd. Slowly squeezed past.

From the street to the end of the street, Yan Xiaofu couldn't find the slightest modern atmosphere.

Unknowingly, she came to a very lively place, and she found that it was a shop, and there were people coming and going in the shop, and noisy talking and laughing came from the door.There is a sign hanging at the door of the shop, with four large characters on it, the first two characters are too complicated, but Yan Xiaofu can still vaguely recognize the traditional Chinese characters of "Inn" in the last two characters.

She stood at the door, watching the people coming in and out of the door, holding a piece of [it looks and feels like silver] that was turned over from a dead person in her hand, and she was sweating, and her heart was constantly shaking. Weighing whether the money is enough to stay in the hotel.It wasn't until she saw a few people who looked like simple working people coming out of the store that she scratched her head and walked into the inn with some hesitation.

Opening in a busy city, it should not be a black shop... right?

With such a mood, Yan Xiaofu walked in with a sudden heart.

Just stepped into the threshold, with a white cloth draped over one shoulder, the person who seemed to be the waiter of the inn walked straight towards Yan Xiaofu.The moment Yan Xiaofu approached him, all the muscles in her body tensed up.

Xiao Er was quite enthusiastic: "Is it better to be a guest officer or stay in a hotel?"

Yan Xiaofu: "That... how much is it for a day in the hotel?"

Xiaoer smiled all over his face: "Oh, we're here for a small business, and the best room is only [-] Wen a day. Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

"Oh, yes, I'm staying at the hotel." Yan Xiaofu breathed a sigh of relief,

Xiao Er graciously led Yan Xiaofu upstairs, she stood on the stairs and looked around for a week, and saw that the lobby was full of customers eating or drinking tea, all kinds of people, wearing clothes of various social classes, Some people were talking and spitting, while others were eating quietly. Every corner was filled with an indescribable atmosphere of the city.

Yan Xiaofu took another deep look, followed Xiao Er up the narrow spiral staircase without looking back, and Xiao Er led her into a bedroom that often appeared in costume dramas. Tell Yan Xiaofu that the food and hot water will be brought up in a while, then back out and close the door gently.

Yan Xiaofu lay down on the bed, not wanting to move, she lay quietly for half an hour, she seemed to have fallen asleep.

After a while, Yan Xiaofu suddenly struggled to get up from the bed, and vividly demonstrated what it means to "sit up in a dying illness".

Taking out her mobile phone from her chest, Yan Xiaofu clicked on an unfinished novel and slowly read it.She was always afraid that something uncontrollable would happen as soon as she fell asleep. After all, in a strange environment, a girl was always easy to be targeted.

Dizzy, she clicked on her phone, Yan Xiaofu walked the mountain road for two hours in the morning, she was so tired that she was dying, so now she is completely holding on.She subconsciously clicked on the most commonly used live broadcast software client on the screen, and stared at some white things floating in front of her eyes.Looking at it, she suddenly became sober, and stared at the interface of the live broadcast room dumbfounded.

These floating things... I am quite familiar with Tuoma.

Dozens of people have been resident in the live broadcast room, and now the entire page is filled with bullet chats from them.

"Fucking anchor, why did you just come up? You're more than three hours late."

"Anchor, where are you now? Is it the Magic City Comic Exhibition you mentioned earlier on Weibo?"

"I'm going, as expected of the Magic Metropolis Comic Exhibition, even the scene layout is so real, begging the host to visit more places~~"

"I want to watch the puppet group! I want to show off!"

"Anchor, why are you lying on the bed and live broadcasting? 2333333 want to show us your flat chest?"

Yan Xiaofu completely froze, she was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly "slapped" the phone upside down on her stomach.