Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

Because of his anger, Shen Qingcheng's chest heaved violently, and he didn't speak for a while.

Lu Qi shook his chin, "Tell me, how did you know my name?" The other party's appearance is outstanding, if you meet him, you won't miss him.

Lu Qi ignored the strange feeling in his heart.

Shen Qingcheng looked at him pitifully.

Lu Qi: "...don't be miserable, just talk."

Shen Qingcheng moved his hands, and the iron chain he was wearing shook again.

The neck under the iron-gray chain is as white as jade, and a little bruise is hidden under the clothes, which can arouse people's sadistic desires.

"You told me yourself," Shen Qingcheng didn't say this when the first dungeon introduced himself, frowning, "How much do you still remember?"

"Remember the horror game?"

"Do you have any impression of the name Shen Meiren?"

The man didn't speak, he continued to probe, "Le Songlin? Chen Ge?"

Lu Qi: "Even Le Songlin and Chen Ge know about it. It seems that they have obtained a lot of information."

Shen Qingcheng: "???"

What's the matter with you, you remember the game, you remember Chen Ge, but you don't remember me?

Dog game ￥#@%*

[? ? ?what happened?Is this necessary for the plot? 】

[When I was about to eat candy, my tears fell, why did 7 gods seem to not remember the beauty, I burst into tears]

[Is it necessary for the plot? Didn't the 7 Gods watch the plot before overcoming the wall? 】

[Then you must not have read it carefully. The new plot prompted is to let the seven gods cooperate with the villagers to complete the sacrifice. Does it sound familiar?That's right, it's exactly the same as the story of Red Hair.Red hair = other players, that is to say, Seven Gods are now assigned to other players by the game]

[It is estimated that many people do not understand, analyze it:]

[Beauty and Seven Gods mentioned earlier that the game is targeting Shen Meiren (the reason is unknown, it may be that the beauty is too buggy), and the beauty and the game are in a hostile relationship. 】

[The game tried every means to deal with Shen Meiren, first encouraging the residents of Sang Town, and then giving Meiren a different script from other players. 】

[Important point, here other players are forced to become helpers in the game, that is, other players and beauties can be hostile at any time. 】

【The 7 Gods didn't do what the game said, so the 7 Gods belonged to the beauty side and were hostile to the game and other players. 】

[But note that the interpretation of the first script ended in failure, which means that the game failed for Shen Meiren for the first time. 】

[The second script started, Qi Shen and Shen Meiren didn't receive the script immediately until just now. 】

[At first, I wondered how Qishen could easily fall for such a simple move by the old lady, but it can be explained if this is understood as a secret move in the game. 】

[The game blocked Qi Shen's memory of the beauty, and then sent the same script as other players.Then the seven gods without any relevant memory are very likely to automatically belong to the other player's side. 】

[If I were the game party, it would be the best way to block the memory of Seven Gods and other players, obliterate Shen Meiren's player identity, disguise him as an NPC (sacrifice or evil god), and let Seven Gods and other players and NPCs take action. 】

[! ! !Upstairs is horrible!Think carefully! 】

Shen Qingcheng vomited the fragrance for a full minute before he calmed down. If Lu Qi wasn't still around, he could vomit for another half an hour.

His heart was filled with the bitterness of not being able to get what he wanted, and he hadn't caught up with him before, so it's good now, just clear the memory and start over.

He had countless words to say, but when he reached his mouth, he just said dryly, "We've known each other for a long time, really."

Lu Qi withdrew his hand and looked at him quietly, as if to see what you could make up.

Shen Qingcheng: "I don't believe you don't remember at all. I am a tomb robber, and you are a policeman. You brought me here after a dispute with another policeman. In the end, she was tricked by Mrs. Miao. Granddaughter of the sacrificial offering, do you remember the script of this dungeon?"

Lu Qi: "I followed the tomb robber to Baishi Village. I lost sight of the tomb robber in the temple. After going down the mountain, I met the old lady Miao. She had a granddaughter who was chosen as a sacrifice. The old lady didn't want her granddaughter to die, so she plotted against me. Trapped me here, and the two left overnight."

Can the plot still be like this? !

Shen Qingcheng: "Then what is it that I am tied here!"

Lu Qi glanced at the sculptures of gods in different poses on the wall, "This sentence should be asked to yourself, first the tomb robbers, then the sacrifices, do you want to gain sympathy?"

Reason told Lu Qi that the person in front of him was most likely a disguise of Lord Baishi, the purpose of which was to gain the trust of him and some players who were unwilling to kill.

Baishi Langjun's disguised Shen Meiren made a secret move, and then instigated the players to suspect each other.

It is not surprising to Lu Qi that ghosts pretend to be people to play with players in dungeons.

Shen Qingcheng: "..." There is actually a reason.

Shen Qingcheng: "You left the matter so clean, do you not want to be responsible?"

Lu Qi frowned.

"Officer Lu." Shen Qingcheng looked at him and smiled softly.

"It doesn't matter who I am," he tiptoed to approach the man, the iron chain rattled, stopped just before touching the man's ear, and opened and closed his lips, "Neck, chest, waist, legs... you've touched all of these Don't want to be responsible?"

"You don't want to be responsible for kissing me until you can't breathe?"

Lu Qi tilted his head, his deep eyes just met Shen Qingcheng's smiling gaze.

Lu Qi: "I haven't done this before."

Shen Qingcheng smiled with narrowed eyes.

Lu Qi: "I only do this kind of thing to people I like."

Shen Qingcheng's smile froze on his face, "What did you say?"

Lu Qi's expression became more and more indifferent, and he was still puzzled by what he said just now, "Don't do useless work with me, I only believe in myself."

"You said you would only do those things to the person you like?" Shen Qingcheng was excited, and confirmed again and again, "You said you are the person you like!"

the person I like!like!Lu Qi likes him!God!

I will scold you less than a dog than a game!

[Never thought that the confession of God 7 is actually here, and the mood is complicated]

[Compared with confession, steaming, stamping and kissing seem to be nothing more than that.]

[Have you had too much sugar lately?what is this?This is stamp kissing, this is the official announcement!Arranging noodles! 】

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Lu Qi didn't understand why he was so excited, and with some inexplicable doubts, he began to search Shen Meiren's body.

The skin under his hands was delicate to the touch, and the blue bruises were particularly conspicuous on it. He didn't know how tightly his brows were frowning at this moment.

Shen Qingcheng was tickled by his touch, and twisted his waist to hide, "What are you doing?" His gaze accidentally glanced at the statue on the wall, and he paused.

Lu Qi: "Find something to confirm your identity."

Shen Qingcheng: "That's not easy? You can ask the red hair or the villagers casually, or find the grandparents and grandchildren, they all know."

In fact, it is more likely that the memories of all players and all NPCs have been cleaned, but in order to let Lu Qi leave quickly, he can only say so.

Not finding the terminal, Lu Qi stopped.It's him who is in trouble, and actually really doubts whether Shen Meiren is a player.

He raised his eyes, "You are urging me to go."

"I want you to take me away," Shen Qingcheng said in a soft voice, with messy clothes and a pitiful expression, he looked endearing, "Brother, take me away together."

"Let's go find the red hair together, he has seen mine."

The indistinct noise came into the house through the wall, Lu Qi listened carefully, it seemed that a large group of people were approaching the old house.

After checking the iron chains tied to Shen Meiren's body, he said "be honest", then turned and left the altar.

Shen Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief, the villagers who rushed over helped him a lot, otherwise it would not be so easy for him to fool Lu Qi away.

He was the only one left on the huge altar, Shen Qingcheng closed his eyes.After hiding it for so long, if it wasn't for fear that the requiem fragrance would affect his performance, he didn't want to reveal another identity...

The surroundings were very quiet, and the chaotic thoughts also calmed down. There were noisy voices outside the house, and Shen Qingcheng concentrated.

Wisps of black mist overflowed from the statues on the wall, drifted slowly into the air, and condensed into clusters on the curved dome painted with murals.

The characters in the mural moved, twisting their bodies and dancing an unknown sacrificial dance.

The black mist below twisted and changed, sometimes it was hands and feet, sometimes it was a body, and sometimes it was a hideous grimace.

At the same time, a sound that humans can't hear quickly spread from the Shenqing City of the altar as the center, and wherever it passed, little ghosts with low morals fell on the ground tremblingly.

A skinny girl in a certain cave was sleeping curled up. When she heard the sound, her eyes flashed several struggles, and finally she rushed out of the cave like flying, and her figure faded and disappeared under the moonlight.

On the dome of the altar, the black mist gathered more and more, gradually condensing into a vague human silhouette.

Wisps of lighter gray mist drifted in from under the closed door of the altar, and merged into a girl in front of Shen Qingcheng.

The girl was dry and thin, with withered and yellow hair, and the two tiny pupils embedded in the whites of her eyes stared straight at the black mist above.

The last ray of the sun in the west dissipated, and the tall and thin Mr. Baishi woke up from his deep sleep. He was handsome, with a pale complexion, and a strong ghostly aura lingered all over his body.

Tomorrow is his birthday, and he will collect his due sacrifices in advance.

The bluish-faced Mr. Baishi felt it carefully, and found that the sacrifice marked by his ghostly aura was not there.

Normally, Mr. Baishi would have been angry long ago, but today he suppressed his temper and decided to settle accounts with disobedient people later.

Because the sacrifices left here are obviously more delicious...

A greedy red light flashed in his eyes, and he bent down and flew towards the man tied to the stake in the center of the altar.

Shen Qingcheng still closed his eyes, he heard the noise of people outside the house became quieter, the crowd seemed to be organized and quieted down, someone was talking, it was Lu Qi and the villagers he met today.

Inside the altar, two ghost figures, one black and one gray, quickly clashed in the air.

The thin girl kept being thrown on the ground and the wall, she let out a shrill roar, other than that, no other movement could be heard in the altar.

A ferocious smile appeared on Langjun Baishi's handsome face. He tore off the girl's arm and stuffed it into his mouth, crunching it, and then casually threw the girl's defenseless body aside.

The girl was paralyzed on the ground weakly, gray mist spilled from the broken arm, and her figure was flickering and flickering, her vitality was already severely injured.

Only then did Mr. Baishi leisurely walk to the center of the altar.

The eyes of the man tied by the iron chain on the stake were lightly closed, his facial features were exquisite, and his appearance was extremely beautiful.

The red light in his eyes grew brighter, and a desire that grew from the bottom of his heart gnawed at him like an ant. Mr. Shiraishi swallowed hungrily, and his hands with black nails stroked the white and tender skin on his neck, and then stabbed hard. go down.

……

Ten minutes later, Lu Qi, who returned to the altar after talking with the villagers, only saw a few drops of remaining blood on the ground.

Shen Meiren is gone.