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Qi Yu used the back of his hand to wipe off the splashed things on his face, but he didn't bother to care about the things on his clothes.

The red and white objects that popped out of the man's head seemed to have rotted for many days, and the smell was even more unbearable than ordinary fresh ones. Luo Feifei even suspected that the man's body was already full of maggots.

Qi Yu couldn't maintain his smile, his face darkened, and he wanted to kill someone.

But the culprit was already lying on the ground and his brains were bursting. He made himself extremely miserable first, and Qi Yu felt that even if he took off his limbs, it would not relieve his anger much.

"Sooner or later, this game will be cooled because it's too bloody." Luo Feifei stood up from behind Qi Yu, and felt sympathetic when he saw Qi Yu being splashed all over his body.

Qi Yu pulled out a gritted smile: "Isn't the purpose of the internal test also to test the player's acceptance, maybe it should be changed before the public test."

"Compared to whether the game will be cold or not, let's put our worries in front of us..."

Luo Fei was also a little bit broken. Although she didn't get splashed, girls always care more about neatness than boys. The scene and smell made her want to escape to get some fresh air.

She opened the door with her backhand, and the cold air from the outside swept in, and she immediately felt much more comfortable.

At this time, the person lying on the ground tried to raise his head, and said to Luo Fei with only half of his face intact: "Hey friend, can you close the door, it's cold."

Nonsense, a hole in the head, can you not be cold?

"No, you're not cold." Luo Fei couldn't refuse, and turned to Luo Feifei and the others, "Are we really going to use these things... to decorate the Christmas tree?"

"I do not want……"

Luo Feifei also despaired of the abnormality of these NPCs. Is this Christmas? Halloween is not such a big deal.

I hope that none of the players in this game believe in Jesus...

Otherwise, he has no doubt that they will sue the game company.

In the end, several people found some kitchen utensils from the kitchen of the house, shoveled the objects on the ground that needed to be mosaiced into the pot with a shovel, and then slowly poured it from the top of the Christmas tree.

Those semi-solids slowly flowed down from the top of the tree, and unexpectedly condensed on the branches strangely. From a distance, it looked like a Christmas tree was wrapped in a layer of red and white sauce.

After doing all this, Luo Fei was the first to rush out the door, and within a short while there was an uncontrollable retching sound from the door.

Luo Feifei and Qi Yu didn't look very good either, they dropped their things and left the smelly house in a hurry.

The three of them breathed fresh air in the snow, looking at the pure white snow, wishing they could get in and wash themselves from head to toe.

After a while, they knocked on the door of the second room.

The owner of this house is a white-haired old lady. She wears half-moon glasses, and a pair of cloudy eyes looks at several people from above the lens, with a kind face.

But there were also clear and fresh scars on her neck, obviously, she was no longer a normal person.

There is no red or white decoration in her house, Luo Fei asked unwillingly: "Where is the thread, is there no thread for sewing clothes?"

"Oh, you reminded me, child." The old lady said, the smile on her face deepened the wrinkles all over her face, "Although there are no threads, I have hair."

As she said that, she smiled lovingly and grabbed her hair, and lifted her whole head along the cut with her hand.

"..." Luo Fei talked to her face to face, facing such a strange feat, he almost didn't bring it up in one breath.

On the raised head of the old lady, her mouth was still opening and closing, and her face was still kind.

She turned her head upside down and rolled her white hair around the broken neck, and it immediately became mottled, red and white.

"Look, isn't there red and white in this way?"

The old lady said, holding her head in front of Luo Fei with both hands.

Luo Fei had a pale face, answering or not answering, and finally holding the old lady's head in both hands, as if about to throw it away at any time, at a loss.

Qi Yu found scissors from the house, cut off the old lady's white hair, and sprinkled it on the Christmas tree.

Before leaving, Qi Yu returned the head to the old lady, put her in an upright manner, and patted her on the shoulder earnestly and said: "Old man, don't take your head off casually in the future."

The old lady supported her head, smiled "hohohoho" and waved her hands: "It's okay, it's okay."

The third family still couldn't find anything that could be used for decoration. The man took off his head, sprinkled some of his own blood from the wound on the snow, and then held up the blood-stained snow for them to decorate.

In the fourth house, the little girl who opened the door crushed her own white bird and asked them to decorate it.

When the members of the Fifth Household proposed to decorate the Christmas tree with their own intestines, Luo Feifei and the others were no strangers to it, and completely accepted this setting.

Their expressions didn't change a bit, Luo Fei just said to the man: "Wait a minute, let's go out for a while, call us when you finish digging."

The man should come down, and when they entered the house again, he had already wrapped his intestines around the Christmas tree himself, so they didn't have to worry about it at all.

Luo Feifei gave him a thumbs up expressionlessly, and the three turned and left.

After accepting the baptism of strong flavors that challenged the bottom line all afternoon, it was already 10:30 at night when they returned to their house in the middle of the town.

At this time, no matter where he knocked on the door, no one responded. It seemed that the whole town was preparing to fall asleep.

They dragged the last pine tree of the day into their house and set it up not far from the fireplace.

Subconsciously looking around in the room, several people found that there were no red and white things in their room, even the red and white gift boxes that appeared in the room in the morning were gone.

The three of them were silent for a while, and at the same time they turned their eyes to the sleeping white cat squatting in front of the fireplace.

The cat was keenly aware of a hint of danger, moved its ears, and looked up at them. Because they had seen it come back from the dead with their own eyes, several people always felt that its eyes were quite strange.

However, this is a white cat, because the head is broken, the hair on the neck side is red.

Isn't this... off the shelf?

So many living dead have met all the way, are they still afraid of a cat?

No matter what kind of monster it is, catch it first.

Who knows who gave a chuckle first, the cat's fur immediately exploded, and it bent its back to the fireplace to face them, making a threatening sound.

"Grab it, don't let it get away." Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise we can only dig out Zhao Mingming's body for decoration."

Qi Yu just said this casually, even if he really couldn't catch the cat, he couldn't take that step, but the image of the three of them "whip the corpse" companion immediately popped up in the heads of the remaining two.

No no no, people work?No no no, absolutely not.

Being watched by the three two-legged beasts with ill intentions, the cat felt completely threatened, roared lowly and jumped up towards Luo Feifei who was directly opposite.

Luo Feifei didn't hide or dodge, but opened his arms and waited for the cat to throw itself into the trap.

With the door closed, it can't escape very far.

After the three people, one cat, and the earth-shattering chicken and dog jump, the cat was finally pinched by Qi Yu by the back of Fate's neck, screaming and baring its teeth and claws. In desperation, it even wanted to cut off its head to keep it safe.

However, Qi Yu had been prepared for a long time, pinching the two sides of the scar on its neck with his fingers, and glued it firmly, not intending to give it any chance.

Unable to escape, the cat calmed down, and instead chose to meow pitifully at Luo Fei in front of it, trying to arouse the sympathy of the enemy with its cute appearance.

"Poor thing, little one."

Luo Fei was not afraid that it would no longer be a living thing, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed its head: "There is no other way, for us, you just sacrifice it... Sigh, you are already dead anyway."

In a cruel way, the cat was hung on the Christmas tree by its tail.

The human-cat fight was very exhausting. The three of them sat on the sofa and looked at the cat hanging on the tree like a salted fish. It felt more tiring than cutting down the tree.

There are still 5 minutes before going to sleep tonight.

Luo Feifei sank into the sofa, in a state of complete relaxation, and smiled softly: "I hope this segment won't be cut out by the company in the future."

"why?"

Luo Fei had already closed her eyes, her brain gave up thinking, she was so tired that she wanted to fall asleep immediately, she had no intention of getting up and running upstairs to the room to sleep.

It was a little frightening to think of Zhao Mingming's headless corpse when he opened the door upstairs this morning.

Sleeping next door to a murder scene, even for a moment, can feel creepy.

"If this was made public, we would definitely be called 'cat abusers.'"

Qi Yu smiled and explained for Luo Feifei: "I don't know who abused whom..."

Luo Feifei was scratched by the cat's paw on the back of his hand just now, and he didn't bother to deal with it. Now he stopped and was pulled over by Qi Yu next to him to have a closer look.

"Does it hurt?" Qi Yu asked, and blew lightly.

Luo Fei raised half of his eyelids to look at the two people whose eye sockets were on the same sofa, raised the corners of his mouth, and adjusted his posture to the side.

"It's just a cat scratching, it doesn't hurt."

Luo Feifei wanted to pull back his hand, but Qi Yu held it a little tighter. His pulling really touched the wound, and he felt the pain belatedly.

"Have you ever had a cat?"

Luo Feifei asked Qi Yu, but without waiting for the other party's answer, he continued: "I raised it at home when I was a child, and it was a little wild cat that I insisted on bringing back."

"Huh? I haven't raised it before." Qi Yu let go of his hand, but he moved a little closer, "Then what?"

"A kitten is ignorant and afraid of life." Luo Feifei gently touched his wound, "I was young at that time, and I always wanted to play with cats, and I didn't have a long memory. Later, I was often scratched here and there. One piece."

"And then, that cat was given away by my mother."

Recalling what happened when he was a child, Luo Feifei smiled and closed his eyes: "If he is still alive now, he should be a very old cat."

"Hmm...then have you been vaccinated after being caught by a cat?" Qi Yu asked after listening.

"...Ah?" Hearing this question, Luo Feifei opened his eyes strangely, "I don't remember, maybe I don't? Anyway, I've lived till now..."

"If you are caught by a cat again in the future, remember to get vaccinated, don't take chances." Qi Yu stuffed Luo Feifei with a pillow, "Of course, the ones in the game don't count."

Not knowing why the other party's emphasis was skewed to that place, Luo Feifei only felt drowsy, lying on the sofa with a pillow as a pillow, yawned deeply, and responded perfunctorily, "Okay, okay..."

When the time came, the only sound in the living room was the crackling of the flames burning in the fireplace, intertwined with the long breathing.

The three of them sank on the sofa in different postures, and another Christmas Eve was about to usher in.