Seven Days, Seven Nights

The ghost is difficult to deal with, the little ghost is annoying.

The mysterious air mass that now haunts Sur vividly teaches everyone a lesson.

"One hundred and eighty degrees?"

Suernao made up the picture, and felt that there was something he couldn't figure out. The difficulty of the little ghost was that their strength was too weak, and even the use of Yin Qi to distinguish might be missed.

Under normal circumstances, as long as it is found, it is easy to deal with.

But Ji Heng shot it several times in a row, just to break it up, and it didn't take long to recover.

After contacting Ji Heng who had been paying attention to the scenery along the way along the way, Su Er suddenly had a guess and looked at it with the purpose of confirming something.

Ji Heng nodded and expressed the same view: "You should be right."

Xia Zhi subconsciously followed the words and asked: "What judgment?"

Sur: "Twist my neck one hundred and eighty degrees."

Then I thought about it in order to prove that a fate test might be used, which is not very cost-effective. Now there is a basically zero-risk method.

Sur looked at the summer solstice and smiled slightly.

A malicious coldness stretched up the pores infinitely, and Xia Zhi couldn't help but want to retreat.

Since he can only face Ji Heng now, Suer only took a small step forward, but he spoke very directly: "Dance."

"what?"

Suer glanced at the direction of the king thinking twice.

Ji Heng walked to Wang Sansi and said a few words in a low voice.

At the summer solstice, when I was confused, I was suddenly held by my hand and started dancing.

Wang Sansi didn't pay attention to elegance in his dance steps. In summary, he half-forced the summer solstice in circles.

After turning around ten times, the temper of Xia Zhizhi broke out, and he shook off his hand vigorously: "What!"

Wang Sansi touched his chin and began to comment: "He is full of breath and no adverse reactions."

Xia Zhi said in a deep voice: "Speaking human, even if it is in a foreign language."

From the beginning, these people began to exclude her from doing inexplicable things.

Suhl finally spoke again, "Don't you think it is weird to be able to stand firm?"

Summer Solstice: "It's just a few circles..."

Halfway through the conversation, her pupils trembled, and she felt the wound on her head in surprise, only to realize the abnormality.I was severely injured, and a minor concussion was indispensable. Not to mention making ten laps quickly, five of them would be choking.

"Illusion." Xia Zhi made a judgment instantly.

Pulling the player into the illusion is nothing new in the instance.The reason why I haven't noticed it is because hallucinations usually invade the most vulnerable part of the human mind. This kind of infinite closeness to the copy is quite rare.

However, the illusion did not disappear as it was seen through.

Ji Heng turned and looked in one direction: "It seems that we are going to return to the management of the bureau."

It seems certain that there is the source.

Su Er's neck was still twisting with Ji Heng, and he wanted to sharpen his knife and chop off the illusionist on the spot.

The body carried out the master's idea very well, his pace was very fast, and when he entered the governance bureau again, he didn't even have five minutes.

"You are here." The staff, to be precise, the stamp ghost pretended to be calm.

Su Erding looked at him, remembering that on the way from the sex shop to the mediation office not long ago, there was a stamp sent to the door on his own initiative, but he did not pick it up at Ji Heng's suggestion.

"I followed all the way and stuck to the doorknob," the stamp ghost actively puzzled: "When you opened the door, you happened to hit me."

"..."

What is the difference between this and Pingci!

Suer asked in a cold voice, "Why are you staring at me?"

Just because he is more unlucky?

"You are not unlucky," the stamp ghost seemed to have the power to see through people's hearts, and said lightly: "This illusion, you are the active trigger, and the rest of the people are too close to be drawn in. The unlucky is them."

Suer thought about it and found that the logic was smooth.

"You have two choices. Kill me and get out of the illusion in time, or stay here first." The stamp ghost lowered his eyes: "In five hours, I will personally send you away."

No one made a choice right away, including the summer solstice that I most wanted to leave.

Suer pondered for two seconds, and asked everyone the most concerned question: "What are the benefits of staying?"

Stamp Ghost: "Everything here has actually happened, which is what you usually look for...clues."

The promises of most ghosts were worthless, Su Er pursed his lips, and began to cautiously judge whether the risk was worth taking.

Ji Heng said suddenly: "Let it follow us, and kill it if you don't obey."

The stamp ghost nodded obediently: "Yes."

After reaching an agreement, Su Erqiu settled the accounts and moved his neck, but he couldn't see a smile at the corners of his mouth: "You seem to like pranks."

Stamp Ghost: "My ability is the weakness of the invader's subconscious. You are the carrier of this illusion. It is because of my own obsession."

He paused before coming to the conclusion: "So you look at him, just because you want to see him."

"..."

Su Er said blankly to Ji Heng: "Let's kill it."

Wang Sansi only cares about the task. Before Ji Heng speaks, he couldn't help but said: "The most important thing is to find clues. It's never too late to do things like killing ghosts and killing the mouth."

Sur's eyes were cold and scary.

Wang Sansi insisted on his opinion.

"It's not good for me to make a fuss about this kind of thing." The stamp ghost is very calm, as if he didn't hear the word "kill the ghost and kill the mouth": "The memory will disappear, but the feeling will not change. Many subconscious pronouns are called once."

Suer pressed his eyebrows, when did the ghosts have the ability to slander?

The ghostly voice of the stamp floated over: "The destined people will meet again under the arrangement of fate after all."

"You feel very familiar to me." Ji Heng finally spoke when Su could not stand it, but he said to the stamp ghost: "I have a friend who used this expression when he wrote the script in the game. ."

Speaking of'friends', he deliberately increased his tone, pretending to glance at Suer accidentally.

The stamp ghost showed confusion: "Script?"

Ji Heng didn't continue, but turned the topic in another direction: "Take us to Xu's house."

There are stamp ghosts leading the way, which saves a lot of effort.

Su Er looked at Ji Heng's gaze with deep meaning, and he didn't understand why he suddenly gave up on the investigation.

"Curious." Ji Heng understood his question and replied, "I want to see what happens when Ma Liang meets the best screenwriter."

"..."

There are still stalls on the street that I did not remember to collect, but the people selling vegetables are no longer, which shows that Liberty Town has a fatal attraction to the people here.

The stamp ghost feels very harmless, and Xia Zhi boldly took the initiative to talk to it: "If you die in the illusion, will you die in reality?"

"No." The stamp ghost will answer every question: "If it was so powerful, I would have set a trap to kill you."

Excessive frankness is nothing to say.

Xia Zhi was speechless: "Since this is the case, why are you forcing people into the illusion?"

"Time is real passing." Stamp ghost: "After the seven-day mission time limit, you will undoubtedly die."

Sur looked carelessly, listening attentively in private, this ghost is a bit too honest, the more harmless, the more terrifying.

The stamp ghost turned his head off guard, and stared at him: "I promised you from the past to arrange a reunion."

"..."

Retribution is unhappy!

Su Er sighed and touched Xia Ji Heng with his elbow. Doesn't he really stop this ghost from continuing to talk nonsense?

Ji Heng looked at the sky, thoughtfully: "It turns out that there really is cause and effect."

In the last dungeon, how arrogant this person was to forge the altar to make up stories, playing around with the players and the love killers, but he did not expect to return it all at once.

The expressions of Xia Zhi and Wang Sansi were very complicated at this moment, as if they really believed the story of the stamp ghost.

A congratulatory sound came from a distance, interrupting this absurd exchange.

"congratulations!"

"Xiaohe, tell me, what is Liberty Town like?"

The young man surrounded by a group of people has long hair and rare clear eyes.

"It's all nonsense." He scratched his head embarrassedly: "I just ran away from home just because I didn't want to accept the job arranged by my parents, and went outside."

A group of people heard it with suspicion, but no matter how they asked, the answer Xu He gave had not changed. He really had never been to Liberty Town.

It is hard to tell if it is true or false, but one thing is certain: Xu He has made a fortune.

This time he came back in a luxury sedan, pulled a lot of good things, and deliberately took out a lot of small gifts from the trunk and sent them to the children in the crowd.

Before closing the trunk, the thing covered with the red silk at the bottom was lifted by the wind. Suer's eyes were sharp, and he saw a few familiar incense burners.

Not long ago, he saw these incense burners from Sister Zhang in an adult goods store. At that time, under Ji Heng's persecution, Sister Zhang confessed that they had spent a lot of money on the management of the bureau before buying them.

Xu He, Management Bureau, Sister Zhang.

Sur brows furrowed slightly, foreseeing that what happened to them would not be too beautiful.

"Xu He..." Wang Sansi repeated the name and shook his head: "He is not among the registered population."

Summer Solstice: "There are nearly a thousand families in the town, you can't remember them all."

Wang Sansi is sure to remember correctly: "When I entered the copy, the last family mediator happened to retired. When doing the handover work, she specially introduced several large households in the town and asked not to offend them for handling disputes."

Among those specifically named, none are named Xu.

"Not surprising," Sur licked his lower lip: "Since it has happened in the past, there must be a tragic ending."

After a moment of silence, Xia Zhi's eyes revealed compassion: "It's a pity this young man."

From experience, Xu He will encounter terrible things next.

Sur expressed a different view: "He doesn't look like a good person."

Xia Zhi was surprised, and asked quickly: "What did you find?"

Sur: "It's just a feeling, he smiled shyly."

The corner of Xia Zhi's mouth twitched. What the hell was this?

Seeing that no one believed his own words, Su Er sighed and revealed a smile that was ten percent similar: He lowered his eyes slightly, bent the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were even more clear.

The shy smile was worse than Xu He's, and even the arc was the same.

"..."

Even if the people around are stamp ghosts, they first looked at Su Er, then at Xu He, compared them, and suddenly a conclusion came out in their minds——

Same smile!

Damn it!That Xu He's heart must be broken!

The author has something to say:

Suer: Although I really don't want to admit it, but in order not to be deceived, I, Suer, I want to report under my real name: he, Xu He, poisonous!

Player: The evidence is solid!

Stamp ghost: iron case is like a mountain!

Moderator: You are right!