Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

[The beauty said he misses 7 gods! 】

【In the dungeon where only the beauty is alone, I actually got candy~】

[No, Seven Gods are not here, this sugar is mixed with glass slag]

[Chen Ge and Le Songlin asked if they were human 233333]

[Official announcement, official announcement!I declare that the beauties and the seven gods are completely locked from now on, I have swallowed the key, and it has been digested! 】

[Seasickness is really uncomfortable, and I feel sorry for the beauty. This is the first time I see a beauty so listless. 】

[It was already uncomfortable, and I could only eat bread and water, what a pity! 】

The cooked food was inedible, and Shen Qingcheng, who was lying sore all over, wanted to get up and move his body by the way, so he followed Le Songlin and Chen Ge to climb upstairs to eat in the dining room with difficulty.

There were quite a few players with the same purpose as them in the dining room. Those who were too lazy to cook just took the bread and water and left, while the few players who were more particular were crowded into the small kitchen.

There are only two gas appliances in the kitchen.

Shen Qingcheng lazily leaned against the window, the glass window was square, he looked at the sea in the distance and ate the bread bit by bit.

It was dry and tasteless, even the most common white bread, and looking at the scenery didn't make him feel better.

Le Songlin chewed the bread and said, "The clouds are so thick in the sky, there will probably be a storm at night."

After speaking, he thought of the seasick master next to him.

Now that the fishing boat is standing still and does not move, it is so dizzy. At night, the wind is strong and the waves are blowing. Wouldn't Shen Meiren have to faint to death?

Shen Qingcheng's complexion had changed from the picture he had imagined, he didn't say much, and asked: "Have the crew members who were on the fishing boat come out to eat?"

They didn't know how many crew members were on the fishing boat, nor did they know if there was a captain, but at least the man waiting in the hall must be there.

"I'll ask." Le Songlin responded immediately.

When he went down to deliver meals to Shen Meiren, he was away for a while, and it could not be ruled out that the man came out during this period.

After a while, he went to ask the players in the kitchen and came back, "They all said they didn't see him."

Shen Qingcheng nodded, even such a simple movement made his head dizzy again.

Chen Ge subconsciously wanted to help him, but he waved his hands instead of shaking his head and refused.

After taking a sip of mineral water, Shen Qingcheng swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "We'll see in the evening."

He couldn't stay on this wreck for a second.

At most tomorrow, he promises, he will definitely leave this ghost place!

Until the three returned to the crew room below after a simple dinner, they didn't see anyone other than the player appearing in the kitchen.

The time was getting later and later, and the environment of the crew room was getting darker and darker as the sky outside gradually darkened.

Shen Qingcheng leaned against the head of the bed half-reclining and half-sitting, staring at the chandelier above his head with some absent-minded black eyes.

The chandelier swayed slightly rhythmically, the lights were not extinguished, but the visibility in the room was gradually decreasing as time went by.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the last ray of light in the room disappeared, and the whole fishing boat fell into complete darkness.

Fortunately, there was no flag to leave tonight, otherwise what would happen to his night blindness?Shen Qingcheng thought happily.

Then he straightened his body, sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, exhaled lightly and closed his eyes.

This is Shen Qingcheng's first practice of pranayama meditation after entering the horror game.

Although he is dead, even though the game has sealed his yin and yang eyes, some things stored in his body after cultivation are still there.

As a liberal arts student, Shen Qingcheng refused to think about the reasons, as long as it could be used anyway.

Meditation made his symptoms of seasickness a little less, so it wouldn't be too uncomfortable, Shen Qingcheng quickly calmed down.

……

In the middle of the night, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a heavy rain poured down.

There were gusts of wind blowing on the sea, and the waves were coming. The fishing boats floating alone in the night swayed violently with the undulating waves, and they were in danger of capsizing at any time.

Bean-sized raindrops fell into the sea, and black shadows under the turbulent water quickly approached the fishing boat.

"Tick."

"Tick."

Shen Qingcheng suddenly felt something.

He opened his eyes, and in front of him, a pale face was facing him directly.

Shen Qingcheng: "..."

He asked Le Songlin, "What are you doing?"

Le Songlin, who was illuminated by the terminal light source, was taken aback by Shen Qingcheng who suddenly woke up. He took two steps back and bumped into Chen Ge, then patted his chest, "I'm scared to death!"

Shen Qingcheng glanced at the two standing shoulder to shoulder, straightened his legs, "What are you doing?"

Chen Ge spoke for Le Songlin, "Brother Shen, we heard movement from other rooms."

The two woke up when the boat started to shake violently under the heavy rain. They thought that Shen Meiren's seasickness must be worse because the boat shook so hard.

Unexpectedly, when she turned on the light source of the terminal, Shen Meiren was sitting on the bed with her eyes closed in a strange posture, not waking up at all.

At this time, various movements came from other rooms, and the sound was very vague.

The two listened attentively for a while, but they didn't understand why, so they looked at each other and looked closely at Shen Meiren.

They know this position is called "meditation", but they don't understand why Shen Meiren sleeps in a position that some ancient people would only do.

The curiosity in his heart scratched Chen Ge's heart, and he asked, "Brother Shen, were you sleeping just now?"

Shen Qingcheng had a conversation with Lu Qi in the last dungeon, and understood why Chen Ge asked this question.

There is no celestial master in the Great Qin Dynasty, and only a small part of the information about celestial masters has been handed down through historical records, and then adapted and written into novels by some authors.

To the people of Daqin, he is a "Heavenly Master", just like the Chinese people heard someone claiming to be a "supernatural person".

He didn't explain, "It's about the same." Meditation and breathing adjustment are considered a rest to a certain extent.

After hearing this, Chen Ge became even more curious, "You, why do you sleep in this position?" He gestured.

After meditating, Shen Qingcheng, who was in better condition, said four words with a smile, "Replenish your energy."

Chen Ge:? ? ?

Le Songlin:? ? ?

What do you want to do to recharge your batteries?Thank goodness you don't get seasick!

The heavy rain didn't stop until midnight, and the weird sounds hidden in the torrential rain also stopped abruptly when the sky brightened.

The chandelier regains its function, dutifully illuminating a small space.

After Shen Qingcheng woke up, he was shaken abruptly for most of the night, and the seasickness symptoms not only did not heal at dawn, but even worsened.

There is no blood on his face now, Chen Ge looked worried, and said: "Why don't you rest in the room, Brother Shen, let's go up and get the food, and inquire about the situation of other players last night."

There was a lot of movement last night, and they guessed that some players might have died.

"No," Shen Qingcheng didn't listen to him, he stood up while supporting the bedpost, "I want to eat fish!"

Wouldn't it be worthless to go to sea and not eat fish?

In the early morning of the second day of dungeon time, the players gathered together in a small dining room.

Everyone looked at each other secretly, and finally found that there were not too many people!

At the beginning of the dungeon, there were 12 players, and now there are 12 players present.

Someone said: "I heard a loud scream from the next room last night. Could it be that the people in this room are already dead, and the ghost who killed them stood in front of us instead?"

There were four people in the room where the man was, and after he finished speaking, the other three nodded in agreement with his statement that they heard screams.

"What screaming? The sound clearly came from the corridor outside!" The person who lived next door retorted, and some roommates also echoed.

Others then began to share what they had heard.

"We didn't hear the screams, what we heard was the sound of 'dong dong dong', which was like chopping a chopping board and knocking on a door."

"Someone is dragging a heavy thing overhead!"

"We didn't hear what you said." Le Songlin attracted everyone's attention as soon as he opened his mouth. Seeing everyone looking at him, he stroked his short-cut hair, "It can't be said that we didn't hear it, anyway. It's very vague, I can't make out what it is."

"Then there is nothing abnormal in your room?" The player who asked the question became a little vigilant.

Le Songlin: "Yes, there is blood dripping into our room. When I came up just now, I took a look and the floor above was clean."

There was a sudden silence in the dining room.

The situation encountered in each room is different, which makes it impossible for them to connect the clues.

After a short chat, the players went to have dinner, and Shen Qingcheng found the utility room under the reminder of Le Songlin and Chen Ge.

He found a fishing rod.

Le Songlin chewed the bread and said, "There are really no fish in the sea. We saw it yesterday."

"There will be." Shen Qingcheng said in a good mood.

With the fishing rod, he also needs paper and scissors, the last two things are in the room where they rest.

"I'll get it." Chen Ge said, Brother Shen was already seasick, so it's better not to let Brother Chen climb up and down.

He quickly came up with scissors and a notebook.

The notebook is a crew member's diary, which states that their fishing boat encountered some strange things at sea: inexplicable screams, footsteps that cannot be found, and blood dripping at night...

It is exactly the same as what the players are experiencing now.

After Le Songlin and Chen Ge read the contents of the notebook, Shen Qingcheng tore off a piece of paper and began to cut it, and they started to discuss.

Le Songlin: "The notebook must belong to a certain crew member who went to sea this time, but where has this crew member gone now? The notebook is still in the room, but the crew member has disappeared. It is impossible that he went to another room to make room for us Stay, no need."

"Brother Lin Zi." Chen Ge patted his arm.

Le Songlin who was thinking hard: "What are you doing?"

Chen Ge stared at Shen Qingcheng, pouted his mouth to signal him to take a quick look.

Le Songlin frowned and looked suspiciously.

Shen Qingcheng cut out a small paper figurine with the last white paper.

The paper figurine is only half the size of an adult's palm, and it is empty and has no facial features.

After cutting, he put down the little paper man, picked up the fishing rod and checked the hook, then raised his hand and threw the hook into the sea.

The hook fell into the sea without even a splash.

Le Songlin hurriedly said, "I forgot to hang the bait!"

Shen Qingcheng glanced at him, "Eat less bread." After speaking, he went on to make his own.

What am I in a hurry for?If you don't hang bait, you don't hang it, anyway, there are no fish to catch in the sea, Le Song Lin thought, and took a bite of the bread.

Shen Qingcheng, who was determined not to be able to catch any fish, spread the paper figurine in his palm, and with the other hand, he wrote a series of symbols that the two of them could not understand on the paper figurine.

After finishing these, he put the paper figurine on the handle of the fishing rod and said, "Don't be lazy, get up and work, go catch the fish."

Only when you are full can you work hard.

The paper figurine on the handle moved and suddenly turned over and sat up. It flexibly moved its hands and feet, stood up and bowed deeply to Shen Qingcheng, then slid into the sea along the fishing line.

Le Songlin: "???"

Chen Ge: "!!!"

Two people, you look at me and I look at you, doubting life.

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Shen Qingcheng: I, a sexy celestial master, go fishing hardcore!