Be an NPC in a horror game

At the end of the movie, the two of them exited the scene. Shao Fei wanted to leave quickly and didn't wait for a second.

However, before they could walk out of the passageway, the two were stopped.

The person blocking people was an old man with a white beard and gorgeous hair, wearing a gray robe like a rag sack, holding two long flags in his hands, with the words "Measure the word to calculate luck" on the left and "Break the world with the palm" on the right, and a low table was placed at his feet. , on the table is a printed eight-array map.

The old man's hair was too clean and frizzy, as if he had used inferior hair dye.

He stroked his mustache very unskillfully, and said with treacherous eyebrows, "Dear... sir, how about a fortune teller?"

The voice is really clear, like a young man in his early twenties.

Ji Chen subconsciously looked back at Shao Fei.Which play is this?

Shao Fei covered his cheeks in embarrassment - so many things happened in the middle, he had already forgotten this plan.

He had indeed arranged the person before he entered the door, but firstly, he was short on time and he could not convey the information clearly; secondly, he didn't expect that he had lost his horse at this time, or even if he lost his horse, he didn't think Ji Chen would expose it on the spot.

It's good now, it's a good conspiracy, and it has become a large-scale embarrassing scene.

The other viewers surrounded them enthusiastically, and took out their mobile phones to snap a photo: "The cosplay of the movie characters? It's very similar!"

"Why don't you cosplay the hero and heroine, and play an old man who doesn't have much role?"

"I don't know, maybe the hero and heroine are in another field?"

"What! No, I have to do a second brush some other day!"

The buzz of discussion gave Shao Fei inspiration, and he forced a smile: "Well, it's cosplay, to promote the movie."

"No wonder." Ji Chen said, "If the shopping mall dares to set up this kind of stall, I'm afraid people will check the water meter. But baby, you'd better change your way of publicity. How can you put it in the exit area and let the market go away? Promoted by the audience?"

Shao Fei gritted his teeth and smiled: "Yes, you are right."

He nudged Ji Chen from behind, and said calmly, "It's already like this, why don't you cooperate?"

Ji Chen dared not follow his wife's words, and immediately sat down with Da Ma Jin Dao, and asked the old man, "What are you measuring?"

"Test, Ce Ce..." The old man glanced at Shao Fei's direction, was silent for a moment, and said with a sad face, "Test a palmistry first?"

Ji Chen nodded, and just as he spread his palms, a loud cell phone rang suddenly from the old man's waistband. He watched the old man lift up his torn sack as if he had been pardoned, and took out a brand new smartphone.

The old man: "Wait a moment dear, our Patriarch Aso is very concerned about you, and personally issued instructions from the heaven, wait for me to watch!"

Ji Chen: "..."

He turned his head and saw Shao Fei putting his phone back into his pocket as if nothing had happened, tilting his head, pretending to be interested in Fang Liang.

There was a hint of a smile in Ji Chen's eyes, and he sat down again on the saddle, with a hint of pampering in his tone: "Come on, what instructions do you "Master of Maid" give?"

He bit down the words "Mai Jiaozu" word by word, and the joking tone reached Shao Fei's ears, and he immediately felt his cheeks heat up.

After reading the instructions carefully, the old man cupped his hands and said, "Sir, let's test the characters!"

"Please choose your favorite single digit!"

Ji Chen: "..."

He couldn't help but want to turn around again, thinking how could such a thing be done, wouldn't it be obvious to bully honest people?

Immediately he heard the old man add: "Please also be sincere, after all, sincerity leads to success. This immortal is good at calculating marriage fate, and has never miscalculated for many years. His level is stable and his quality is guaranteed!"

If I remember correctly, the role played by this old man is from the love movie they just watched. In the movie, he gave orders for the male and female protagonists, saying that they are destined to be together because they are destined to be together. , if you want to force it, you must die.The order was spread, and it was only then that the drama that followed for nearly two hours was split and combined.

... In the finale, the hero and heroine happily ended happily.

Slap face series.

But things can't be generalized like this, Ji Chen thought to himself, what he's facing right now is not a fortune teller, but the master behind him, the "Grandfather of Aso"!

He picked up the pen on the table and wrote a majestic... 6.

"Take it." Ji Chen handed the paper forward, thinking that I don't write Chinese characters, I'll see what you can analyze.

The fortune teller was in a bad mood, he looked like a hard-working student who memorized the full text of Tang poems all night long, only to be told to write Song poems silently the next day.

He stared at the shining Arabic numeral 6, his lips trembled for a long time, and he squeezed out a sentence: "Look at this number, it is round at the bottom and sharp at the top..."

Ji Chenqiang refrained from speaking, secretly happy in his heart.

The old man's cell phone vibrated again, and he frantically flicked and pulled the cell phone. Ji Chen sat across from him and raised his head with his hands, and said unexpectedly, "Your ancestors are quite fashionable, and you can send WeChat. Letters?"

The old man's forehead was sweating: "Haha, yes, yes, it's boring in the sky."

Ji Chen pointed out something: "The ancestor is so free, if anyone tells a fortune, does he have to give pointers like this?"

The old man smiled apologetically: "How can that be, the old man has a noble status, let alone me, our general manager is probably not qualified to see it with his own eyes..."

"Cough cough!"

There was a loud coughing sound from behind, and at the same time, the old man's hand trembled sharply, almost throwing his phone to the ground in fright.

He hurriedly picked up the phone, and when he looked up again, the old man was sweating on his forehead: "Come on, come on and continue the word test..."

Ji Chen curled his lips and said, "Don't, let's talk again, tell me more about your ancestors?"

The old man was about to cry: "Sir! If we continue talking, the ancestor will destroy my job! There are old and young in my family, so I can't afford to chat with you!"

Squeezing out a soft hum from his nose, Ji Chen stopped making trouble, and let the old man pick and choose the word.At last he squinted his eyebrows and sighed sadly.

Look at this look, the trend is not good?

Ji Chen frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly became dangerous.

Under the gaze of a murderous god, the old man said tremblingly: "This number...it is very sharp, which means that there will be some obstacles between you and the target, and the conflict may be more acute..."

Ji Chen remained silent, but straightened his back slightly, frowned, and covered the old man's head with the dense low air pressure if it had any substance!

The old man was so frightened that his hands trembled and he stuttered, forgetting the words.

He lowered his head to look at the phone with a frowning face. This time he broke the pot and broke it, so he didn't put on any pretense at all, and just followed the instructions word by word: "But the number 6 itself has the meaning of success, as long as it can solve the previous obstacles , the possibility of a successful conclusion between the two parties is still very high.”

Ji Chen's face softened slightly.

The old man read faster and faster: "But 6 is sandwiched between 78, 7 has a sharp appearance, its quality is extraordinary, 8 has a round belly, and its heart is wild. 6 is between the two, and it is really weak. Luo suffered a catastrophe."

"Thus, if the critics are looking for money, the best policy is to stop the loss in time; if they are looking for marriage, it is best to stay dormant for a while, to see the follow-up, and then make plans..."

With a "crash", Ji Chen flipped the table violently.

He stood up abruptly, his tall figure cast a thick shadow on the ground.

Ji Chen's face was pitch black, and the cold light in his eyes danced, almost condensing into a real murderous aura.

The fortune-teller knelt down with his head covered in fright, and said in panic, "Don't hit me! I, I, I... I'm just a microphone!"

After a moment of silence, Ji Chen squeezed out a loud sneer from between his teeth, his black eyes were piercing, making people shudder.

He said, "What are you afraid of? Why am I willing to beat someone?"

"I'm just about to get angry. Everyone in Morning Star should know that the consequences of my anger are serious."

When Ji Chen did this, Shao Fei was still a little flustered.

For the past few days, he has come to understand his own feelings, followed by another kind of unspeakable pain.The news he sent was originally just worrying and wanting to vaccinate people in advance, but now it seems...it seems too exciting.

On the way home, Shao Fei's face was calm, but his heart was always a little uneasy.But Ji Chen only exploded for three seconds, and he seemed to be a normal person, running the train with a playful smile and mouth full of mouth, and volunteered to solve the dinner problem when he got home.

Shao Fei wondered if he should not poison himself with such dark dishes as "Cucumber Fried Mooncake" and "Pomegranate Stewed Vermicelli", so he sneaked to the kitchen door to watch.I saw white smoke lingering in the house, and the aroma was tangy. The man was wrapped in a small apron with a simple style, his sleeves were rolled up, and his wheat-colored arms were strong and powerful, holding a pot and constantly stirring.

Shao Fei felt at ease in his heart, but then felt even more at a loss - this feeling of being hung up and down was a hundred times more uncomfortable than directly facing an angry Ji Chen.

This uneasiness reached its peak when the two guessed the number of coins and Shao Fei nervously reported a "6" and won the day.Ji Chen seemed to no longer care about winning or losing, and smiled at Shao Fei indifferently—the number he reported was "10", but in fact Shao Fei hid 8 coins, so the number of coins left by the two They became 17 and 33 respectively.

Not long after they got home, it started raining outside.So after dinner, the two of them didn't go out again, but just watched TV for a while and chatted about a bunch of irrelevant things.Shao Fei cautiously led the topic, while Ji Chen also acted nonchalantly.

In the end, the two of them took a shower, said "good night", and turned their heads to part ways.

Shao Fei stepped on the slippers and slowly walked up the spiral staircase, feeling a little weird while walking.Until he pushed open the door of his room—

The room was pitch-black, with thick dampness rushing towards him, the walls were covered with crack-like wet lines, water droplets dripped from the roof right in front of him, and silently splashed on the white bedding, wetting a large area.

Shao Fei: "..."

He covered his eyes helplessly, and wanted to sigh, but the breath turned around in his mouth, and somehow it turned into a faint smile.

Forget it, let him do as he wishes.

Leaning against the door, Shao Fei lazily thought, Captain Ji is really powerful, I really don't know how he turned the hardcover building into a dilapidated building, and it happened to be raining outside.

... It's almost like God is on his side.

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