Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

When Shen Qingcheng opened his eyes, he found that he was on a bus.

The bus was very old and bumped on the uneven mountain road. He was sitting in the back row, with a glass window covered with a thick layer of dust on the left side, and a yellow-haired young man wearing earphones listening to music sat on the right side by the window. .

There were a dozen or so people sitting sparsely in the car, some were playing with their mobile phones, some were sleeping with their heads up, the driver in front covered his mouth and yawned, then made a sharp turn while holding the steering wheel.

The car flicked beautifully and continued to drive on the potholed road.

A child was woken up and started crying. The loud and clear voice was very ear-piercing. The woman patted him and coaxed him in a low voice, but the crying of the child did not stop.

Shen Qingcheng tried to open the window, but failed, the car was too stuffy.

He looked out through the car window, which was as blurry as myopia at [-] degrees. In the distance was a mess of mountains, and near was a cliff.

On one side of the mountain road is a cliff.

The child was still screaming, and a man was woken up and cursed a few times, but no one spoke for him, and no one apologized to him.

Shen Qingcheng cleared his throat, "Master, stop at the next stop."

The car was too noisy and stuffy to think about. He had to find a quiet place to think about how he got here.

The driver yawned again, "You have to get off at the next stop, it's not easy to take a taxi there."

The young man wearing earphones on the right glanced at him sideways, and the grey-haired grandmother in front also turned around to persuade him: "There is only one bus on this road every day. You get off now, and you don't go to the village or back to the store. How do you get there?"

Shen Qingcheng thought for a while, "Go into the city."

"Going into the city?" The old lady wrinkled her face, "This is the way into the mountains. If you go into the city, you have to go back. It takes four or five hours. Did you take the wrong bus?"

"Old woman, you've been rambling on and on forever, haven't you!" the man who cursed just now said impatiently.

This time, no one paid any attention to him.

Shen Qingcheng answered the old lady's question, "Yes, I took the wrong bus." His face was sincere.

I wondered how he knew, he was already in the car when he opened his eyes.

The old grandma showed a smiling face that she guessed it was.

"Squeak!" The bus bumped a lot and stopped on the side of the road. The driver's sleepy voice came from the front, "Hurry up and get off."

Shen Qingcheng got up and got off the bus neatly, the bus door closed behind him, the mud on the bus was more and thicker than it looked inside the bus, it was like rolling through the mud.

He looked up, and the people in the window on the side of the car door looked down at him, and the faces could not be seen clearly through the dusty car window.

The bus drove away with a dozen or so faces posted on the windows flicking its tail. Shen Qingcheng stretched his waist, and took another breath of the fresh air in the mountains, feeling comfortable.

It would be even more comfortable if there was a SF Express car to take him back to the city at this time, and the hotel had been booked in the city, and the hotel had prepared hot water for bathing and delicious food for him.

He smacked his mouth and daydreamed, then sighed heavily, and after identifying the direction, he started to walk back, thinking about the reason why he appeared on the bus while walking.

Could it be that he was pulled into the illusion by some lifeless brat?

No, didn't he die? He died together with the ghost that had been feared by the National Security Bureau for 20 years.

Speaking of this, I have to mention the origin of Shen Qingcheng. He is a celestial master, commonly known as Mr. Yin Yang, and he studied under a highly respected old celestial master from the National Security Bureau.

Twenty years ago, Xuanqing watched an old Taoist divination and calculated that a fierce ghost would be born, which would inevitably lead to the loss of life and blood flow, and then he vomited blood and died after speaking the news.

At that time, Taoism was gradually declining, and the older generation of celestial masters were getting old. I wondered if they could wait until the ghosts were born, and there was a gap in the disciple generation, and it was impossible to pick out someone who could be a great leader.

It was at this time that Shen Qingcheng was picked up and educated by the old heavenly master, and he had been staying in the orphanage before that.

He is very talented, the old heavenly master put all his hopes on him, insisted on teaching him what he had learned all his life before swallowing his last breath, and Shen Qingcheng lived up to his expectations, and really killed Li Gui after 20 years up.

No, I lost my mind.

The price was that Shen Qingcheng and Li Gui died together.

So he is obviously dead, so where is this?Shen Qingcheng rubbed his bare chin in thought.

When he came to a fork in the road, the whistle sounded behind him, he immediately gave up thinking, turned around and waved his right hand vigorously, "Brother, take a ride!"

The black car stopped, and the man driving the car rolled down the window, a gust of cold air rushed out, the man poked his head out and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shen Qingcheng: "Going into the city, are you on the way?"

The man nodded, "Get in the car."

The man was probably in his early thirties and looked very ordinary. He chatted with him while driving, "Where is the little brother from?"

Shen Qingcheng said without batting an eye: "Local." Who knows where he is from.

"I'm also a local, this time I'm going home to visit relatives," the man said heartily, "This road is not easy to walk, and there are usually no cars, why did you appear in the middle of the road?"

Shen Qingcheng: "I found out that I got on the wrong bus and got off halfway."

The man shook his head, "Then you are wrong."

"When will you be in town?"

"There is a bus stop half an hour away, I'll put you there."

"Okay." Shen Qingcheng responded immediately, reached out to touch his trouser pocket, and actually took out a wallet.

When the man saw this, his face was full of displeasure, "Hey, no need, just give me the money and you'll be out."

Shen Qingcheng didn't insist either, and put the wallet back into his pocket, "Then I will trouble you."

It would be nice to save money.I don't know if the money in the wallet is enough for him to stay in the hotel, he thought very sadly.

Half an hour later, the car was already on the highway, and there was indeed a bus stop on the side of the road. The man parked the car on the side of the road, and Shen Qingcheng thanked him after getting off the bus.

The man waved his hand, rolled up the window and drove away.

There are still many good people in the world, Shen Qingcheng was very moved by the man's generosity.He stood under the platform waiting for the train while searching for his belongings.

First take out the wallet and count how much money is in it, 465 yuan in cash, barely enough to stay in a hotel for two days.Fortunately, I have a card, and I will find an ATM to check the balance later.

But he doesn't know the password!

He quickly opened the wallet again, and didn't relax until he saw the ID card, which had the same name and appearance as him.

Shen Qingcheng arranged the procedures after entering the city in just a few minutes. The first thing is to book a hotel, and the second thing is to change the password.

As for figuring out why you are here?He figured out that he was dead, for whatever reason.

But things are not something that Shen Qingcheng can ignore if he wants to.

He then took out his trouser pocket and took out a cell phone. The situation could actually be salvaged if Shen Qingcheng didn't press and turn on the cell phone.

Even if you press the phone, there is still a glimmer of life, the premise is that Shen Qingcheng does not have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It's a pity that Shen Qingcheng turned off his phone and still has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

There is a huge red 1 on the screen of the mobile phone, indicating that there is an unread message, which cannot be deleted even if it is deleted. Can a person like him who must clear all the red dots bear it?

Shen Qingcheng pushed the red 1 away, and then:

"Test copy A03 server mission in progress..."

"Target: 1. Escape from Mount Mount. 2. Kill the ghost. Complete any one of them to pass the level. The time limit is seven days. Those who exceed the time will be treated as failures."

"Welcome to the horror world, I wish you a happy game."

Shen Qingcheng:? ? ?

What the hell?What test copy?Where is Mount Mang?What is the world of horror?

who am I? where am I?

A wobbly bus drove over and stopped under the platform, Shen Qingcheng got on the bus and took out two yuan to put in coins, then sat down at random and planned to study the phone again.

However, when I looked at it again, the content on the phone had changed.

"The task has been completed, the player has completed the goal: to escape from Mount Mount, and has a certain ability to survive."

"Task completion time: 1 hour and 52 minutes, the customs clearance time is currently ranked first among all test copies."

"The reward will be settled after the player leaves the game world, whether the player leaves the instance immediately."

"whether."

Shen Qingcheng was in a daze, he discovered the mission somehow, and the mission was completed somehow, it was too simple.

Well, now I know that the mountain just now is called Mang Mountain.

He looked at the words on the phone tangled, and clicked on No slowly.

"The player chooses to stay in the instance, the countdown: 6 days and 22 hours."

Then Shen Qingcheng really wasted 6 days in the dungeon.Change the password, change to the best hotel, eat, drink, and have fun every day, living a fairy-like life of salted fish.

Even if he is a salted fish, it is still an angel fish.

Shen Qingcheng was about to cry, the 20 years he lived before were simply unreal!

If he is given another chance, he will say loudly to Xianyu: I love you!If he wanted to add a time limit to this love, he hoped it would be 1 years! [1]

When the countdown was about to end, Shen Qingcheng returned to the hotel with big bags and small bags, slowly made up the bed with various snacks and desserts, and then climbed into the specially left empty seat in the middle to lie down.

He took one last look at the snacks hugging him, and sighed contentedly.

Completed.

After straightening out the quilt, Shen Qingcheng closed his eyes peacefully with his hands folded on his stomach.

3, 2, 1.

"The countdown is over, and the player is leaving the instance."

"The customs clearance data is doubtful, and it is reasonably suspected that the player is using a cheat, and the data investigation is in progress."

???

This voice rang directly in his mind, which shocked Shen Qingcheng so much that he almost cheated.

You are the one who said I passed the test, and you are the one who suspected that I used cheats. How can you be so good?

His body gradually blurred, leaving only a bed full of snacks and a human-shaped depression in the middle.

At the same time, a slight "pop" suddenly sounded outside the room next to the door, and the TV hung on the wall flickered and then turned on automatically, and the hot news of the past few days was playing on the screen.

"On the evening of July 7, there was heavy rain in Mount Mang. A black car crashed into a cliff due to the heavy rain blocking the view. The owner died on the spot."

"On the afternoon of July 7, when the weather was fine, a bus on Mangshan Road fell off a cliff due to driver fatigue and crashed. There were 16 passengers in the bus and the driver, and none of them survived."

"Heavy rain made the mountain roads muddy. After the bus incident, there were five car accidents on Mangshan Road in succession. Six people were killed and three were injured. Here we appeal to the general public, life is not easy, and drive carefully."

There is a TV cabinet under the TV, on which there are a lot of magazines and newspapers that Shen Qingcheng bought to relieve boredom, and the top newspaper has something similar to the news.

And Shen Qingcheng came to the game on July 7th.

"Mom, mom, brother is asleep, come and watch TV with Luoluo~" The little girl's soft laughter came from the empty living room.

"Shh, keep your voice down, wake up my brother and watch out for my brother to spank your ass again."

The air fluctuated, and a little girl in a pink lace dress could be vaguely seen covering her mouth in panic.

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[1] Everyone should know this stalk. I heard that repeating too many words counts as plagiarism, so mark it