Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

Lu Qi was two seconds late before speaking, "Want to get out of the car?"

Shen Qingcheng's eyes lit up, Brother Lu still has this ability?

"Can you?" he asked expectantly.

Lu Qi met his dark eyes and nodded calmly, "Yes."

Shen Qingcheng: "!"

When did Lu Qi buy a game company behind my back?You can also say get off the car and get off the car!

He was a little dubious, dubiously observed the suspicious expression on the man's face, and turned his head to look out the car window dubiously when he didn't see anything.

The endless barren grass outside the window finally came to an end, and large tracts of farmland appeared in the field of vision.

These farmlands were almost deserted and overgrown with weeds. If there were not many scarecrows of different shapes standing inside, Shen Qingcheng really couldn't be sure that it was farmland.

As the train passed by the railroad tracks beside the farmland, scarecrows in clothes and painted red smiling faces stood on the bamboo poles and looked down at the passengers in the train, with their eyes bent down and the corners of their mouths raised, their smiles were indescribably weird.

Shen Qingcheng withdrew his gaze from the scarecrow, and looked forward along the direction of the train. The outlines of tall or short buildings in the distance were hidden in the thick fog, looming.

"Woo~woo~"

The slamming train left the farmland, headed for the small town, and then slowly stopped at the edge of the small town.

The players were feeling strange, and then suddenly there was a broadcast sound from nowhere in the carriage.

The radio seems to have not been used for a long time, and there is a lot of "rustling" noise when speaking, and it is intermittent.

"The clock tower... an hour... departs."

But everyone finally understood the meaning of the broadcast. This is the midpoint station to Tu Wenshan. The train will stop here for an hour and depart in an hour.

Shen Qingcheng suspected that the broadcast was said by the flight attendant, don't think that I can't recognize the half-spoken style because I squeezed my throat and spoke.

"Crack!" The carriage door opened, and a gust of cold wind mixed with the smell of burnt paper came in.

Shen Qingcheng was located very close to the train door, so he saw the faded stop sign outside the train door, "Bell Tower Station" at a glance.

He retracted his gaze, "You said you got off the bus because you saw this stop sign?"

Lu Qi: "Yes."

Shen Qingcheng: "It's the third time."

Lu Qi: "What."

"After your speed and strength are far superior to ordinary people, this is the third place you are different from ordinary people," he said in a complicated tone that he didn't know how to describe, "I think you may be the real son of You."

Lu Qi was speechless and didn't want to continue this inexplicable topic, "Get out of the car?"

Shen Qingcheng turned his grief and indignation into motivation, stood up from his seat, and said sonorously, "Get down!"

Only about half of the players got out of the car.

The station is as dilapidated as Fengshan South Station, very quiet, with no staff, as if it had been abandoned for many years.

Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi didn't care where the others were going, they left the station directly and entered this town shrouded in smog.

The town is remote and backward, and there are not many building facilities in the town, most of which are small buildings with one or two floors.

The streets were covered with leaves and black paper ash, wet from the rain and clattering together.

All shops are closed.

Shen Qingcheng: "It looks like a dead town."

Lu Qi: "Go to the bell tower and have a look."

There must be a clock tower at the clock tower station, and the clock tower here is very conspicuous, the tallest building in the town.

The two walked towards the tallest building, and after walking a certain distance, they began to hear a strange music faintly in their ears, and the closer they were to the clock tower, the clearer the music became.

Pedestrians began to appear on the road.

They all wore sackcloth and filial piety, bent their waists, and had the same purpose as Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi, they all went towards the bell tower.

The two didn't rush forward to inquire, but followed these pedestrians not too far or too close.

Today is a cloudy day, gloomy, with a cold wind blowing from time to time.

The ashes of paper burned in the brazier were blown up by the wind, and then torn into various shapes in the air.

The wind is tired, and the paper ashes are thrown around randomly.

Shen Qingcheng wiped off the paper dust on his face, twisted it with his fingertips, "Paper money."

The bell tower is holding a funeral.

Sorrows and music came from the stereo, and pedestrians in sackcloth and filial piety all came here, came to the bell tower, and knelt in front of the burning brazier.

The man in the white peaked hat threw the paper money into the air. He held his head high, his eyes were bent downwards, and the corners of his mouth were raised. He even drew a weird smile like a scarecrow.

"Who are you?" An old voice sounded from behind.

All the people kneeling in front of the brazier turned around in unison, and dozens of painted bright red smiling faces looked straight at the uninvited guest who broke into the place.

"Who are you?" The voice repeated, it was an old man with a wrinkled face.

He stared closely at Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi with cloudy eyeballs, his eyes full of unkindness.

The person kneeling in front of the brazier stood up, and the person in the white peaked hat walked through the crowd to the front, also looking unkindly towards this side.

Lu Qi clenched his right hand, his eyes dimmed, and he didn't hear the footsteps.

Shen Qingcheng hurriedly stopped him from calling out the props, "Wait a minute."

He walked up to Lu Qi and looked at the old man, and said bluntly: "We came by train, Harmony, passing here."

Old man: "Train?"

Shen Qingcheng nodded, "Yes."

The unkindness in the old man's eyes has not disappeared, but the atmosphere is no longer as explosive as before. He smiled strangely, "The train is good, the train is good."

That look was like wishing that the two of them would be hit by a train and die immediately.

Shen Qingcheng pretended not to see it, and asked, "Is it a custom to smile on your faces?"

Old man: "Custom? No, no, it's to make the dead look happier."

After he finished speaking, his face changed, and he urged the two of them expressionlessly, "Outsiders are not welcome here, you go."

A group of people behind were staring at each other, it was really not suitable to stay longer, and one hour was running out, so Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi had no choice but to leave.

On the way back, Shen Qingcheng: "Is someone in town having an accident on this train?"

Lu Qi: "Someone is following you."

Lu Qi: "Don't look back, it came out of the bell tower."

Shen Qingcheng: "Then let's go back to the car and discuss it."

They were the last to get on the train, and not long after boarding, the train started "woo~woo~" with a puff.

Shen Qingcheng glanced out of the window unintentionally, and was so startled that his heart stopped suddenly, "!"

"What's wrong?" Lu Qi noticed and looked out, then paused, "Who did you see?"

Shen Qingcheng raised his head, "You."

The platform outside the car window became crowded and bustling in an instant, Lu Qi stood in the crowd, frowning and told him to get off.

To be honest, he couldn't tell.

He repeated: "I saw you, you told me to get out of the car."

Lu Qi didn't look too surprised, "Almost."

Shen Qingcheng: "Did you see me?"

Lu Qi: "Yes."

He suddenly realized something and looked at the other players in the carriage.

The first person to react was He Mei, who was sitting in the fourth row. She was resting her chin on the scenery to pass the time, when suddenly a figure flashed by outside the window.

She froze for a moment, subconsciously recalling the figure's face.

The figure's eyes were bleeding, and he stood on the side of the road staring straight at her.

It's him!It's that person!

She screamed and pointed at a player in the front row, "He's dead! I saw him dead! He's a ghost! He's a ghost!"

The identified player was inexplicable and angry at the same time. He felt that He Mei was deliberately confusing the public so that he would not be cast in the last row when he adjusted his seat next time.

The two began to quarrel violently.

Immediately afterwards, other people saw the figure, but it was another player.

There was a lot of chaos in the carriage, and finally Lin Wen came out to preside over the overall situation, "Everyone be quiet first, this is probably another trick of the ghost!"

Everyone didn't necessarily believe his words, but they calmed down anyway.

Some players curled up in their seats and shivered in fear, and some players were short of breath, and were terrified by the random identification.

Lin Wen then said: "Everyone, calm down first, and then we will count who we saw."

A few minutes later, Lin Wen started counting from He Mei, "Don't be afraid, just say whoever you see, but I want to remind everyone first, how can you be sure that the person outside the car window is not a ghost?"

The players basically didn't know each other's names, so He Mei told the player she saw where the player was sitting.

A strange sense of familiarity rose in everyone's hearts. Why is this link so similar to what the flight attendants asked them to do before adjusting their seats last night?

The statistics continued, and when it was Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi's turn, they both said each other's names in cooperation.

After the final result came out, the car fell into a deathly silence.

When they were in chaos, they couldn't really hear who the other people were talking about, so they thought that the final result would probably be a situation where you see me, I see him, and he sees you, so that all players are seen.

But no.

Only 4 people were seen, among them were Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi.

Jin Da excitedly said: "Now there is nothing to say, these four people have died long ago, and the ghosts in disguise are in the car now, we should ask the flight attendants to vote immediately!"

"Are you fucking talking nonsense to me again?!" The bodybuilder's generous palm slapped on the armrest with a "bang".

He is one of the four players.

Jinda shrank his neck and dared not speak.

The bodybuilder glanced fiercely around the car, "I repeat, I am alive and well! Whoever votes for me at night, I will kill you before I die, try it if you don't believe me!"

Lin Wen said, "Everyone, don't be so decisive. Since we got on the bus, the flight attendants have been leading us to believe that there are ghosts among us, including the ghost outside the window this time. What if this is just misleading?"

"Ahem, I believe this is just misleading," a somewhat sickly young man coughed twice, "but I believe the ending cannot be changed."

Players will still be voted to sit at the back, and players will still die.

He raised his head and smiled palely, "NPCs can lie, but copy information can't."

The dungeon information says that ghosts are good at disguising, so there must be disguised ghosts in this dungeon.

"Well said," Shen Qingcheng clapped his hands, "I think the flight attendant is quite suspicious now, why don't we join forces and tie up the flight attendant!"

Everyone silently turned their heads to look at him, not doing well.

Is it because life is too short?

The young man smiled at Shen Qingcheng, "I'm happy to cooperate, but my body doesn't allow it."

Shen Qingcheng asked Lu Qi, "Did they think I was joking?"

Lu Qi nodded.

Shen Qingcheng said angrily: "I didn't!"

Lu Qi: "I know."

Ah, forget it.

As the saying goes, "How bold a person is is how productive he is." Judging by their courage, it's no wonder that they can only rank behind Lu Qi in the rankings.

Closer to home, Shen Qingcheng collected his thoughts, squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Other players could swear that the figure outside the window was misleading, but he couldn't. At that moment, his yin and yang eyes played a role again. Except for Lu Qi who told him to get off the car, everyone else was a pale ghost.

He couldn't tell which of the two Qi Lu was real.

Perhaps his eyes were too straightforward, Lu Qi: "How do I prove it?"

The corner of Shen Qingcheng's mouth twitched, "When we first met, there was a spot on my body that you made me hurt twice, where is it?"