Seven Days, Seven Nights

Most people will be offended when they hear this sentence.

Feng Peng focused on science, but he was unexpectedly reasonable. After analyzing the principle of love hormone production and its existence, he decisively came to the conclusion that usually these things will subside within a few years, and the other party can survive for decades before moving. Love is already a manifestation of a developed brain.

Ji Heng: "If you want to understand ancient history now, where can you find a breakthrough?"

Feng Peng repeatedly emphasized a truth: "You missed the best time."

He is genius, but also crazy. He agrees with the central plan. At the beginning, he was only fighting for the central position.Now that people die and become ghosts, it's useless to fight.

On the other hand, death cannot kill curiosity.Feng Peng can't wait to see what the world will be like after launching the plan, but this pinpoint is gone not long ago.

Unable to get the answer, Ji Heng didn't even look at him, as if the old man was worthless, turned and left.

"and many more!"

Ji Heng ignored it.

Feng Peng: "The little room at 320 Taicheng Street, where you used to go often."

Ji Heng stopped and turned sideways: "What do you want?"

Feng Peng: "The truth...or the truth."

After his death, he was included in the game and completely lost his freedom due to the rules. He desperately wants to know the rules of all this.

Ji Heng said coldly and did not know.

Feng Peng: "Say you know."

Ji Heng was also frank, telling all of his experience and the mortal situation over the years.

After Feng Peng listened to it thoughtfully, and just about to say something, he suddenly felt a strong heart palpitations, knowing that the rules were warning him.Reluctantly skipped this topic: "That room is weird. I went there once before I died."

What's weird about it?

Ji Heng knew that it would stop there, and this time he really didn't stop and went out.

Feng Peng’s voice of vicissitudes came from behind: “In the face of survival, civilization and barbarism are not completely opposed. I hope you can understand this.”

All they did was to take root and live in the new world.

Of course Ji Heng understands, but feels disgusting. Take the human brain transplant plan as an example. It needs a young and healthy body. The end of waiting for the original owner of the body is to be killed by the brain.

The moon is very round tonight.

Su Er leaned his neck to admire the moon for a long time, and heard the sound of footsteps without turning his head back and said: "Look for two more minutes, I guess I will be transformed into a werewolf."

Xu Yangyang didn't have any joking thoughts. Since he knew the identity of Ji Heng's aborigines, he had a slight paranoia of game persecution. He desperately wanted a copy, and hurriedly asked, "What's the clue?"

Ji Heng read the address given by Feng Peng once.

Xu Yangyang subconsciously prepared to locate, and suddenly thought that everyone's tablet had been deliberately lost.

Suer walked around to the back of the library, found the marked area, dug out the backpack, and sent the tablet back in turn.

Xu Yangyang took it and said silently: "...It's a good plan."

"Thank you." Sur said casually.

The library is not far from the place Feng Peng said, and it only takes 20 minutes to drive.

There are only a row of shared bicycles locked under the trees that are not parked on the side of the road.It is reasonable to race against time, but Suer stood by the bicycle and looked down at the tablet.

Ji Heng glanced at a few messages from Li Shuo, asking him where he is now.

"Post where we are going."

Suer did not reply because of the crisis consciousness, thinking about the possibility of Li Shuo being parasitic.From morning till now, the number of parasites is increasing every hour.

"In case it's a parasite..."

Ji Heng: "Feng Peng said that the place is weird, it is dangerous for us to go, and the parasites cannot be pleased."

An additional force of checks and balances is a good thing.

Su Er did so, turned on the voice navigation, and carried the backpack again.After riding less than two meters, the speed suddenly slowed down: "I always feel that I have forgotten something."

Turning around, he glanced at the library one last time, lost in thought.

In the darkness, a clay figurine with a big palm was rushing towards this place with his legs madly open. Suer rode back with a guilty conscience, picked it up and put it in his pocket: "We have been waiting for you for a long time."

I've seen each other's scum a long time ago, and the little clay figurine held his pocket silently.

Xu Yangyang and the others had already rode a long distance ahead, Su Er filled a little bit of yin air as a comfort, and quickly caught up.

The empty streets, the night breeze blowing, has a different mood.If it were not for the annoying white fluff in the air, they might be able to seriously appreciate the scenery along the way.

There was a densely packed area at the crossroads, but everyone was relieved. It was much easier to deal with the eggs than to deal with the parasites.

Suer saw that the insects would more or less bypass Zhu Yu, and Xu Yangyang, who was almost walking side by side, also found it.

Zhu Yu calmly said: "I have a way to let the worm eggs live in the body for a period of time. It may be mistaken for the same kind."

The resistance of Baixu increased too much, and Xu Yangyang pedaled hard, frowning: "What do you want to do?"

How can anyone use themselves to carry out human experiments?

Zhu Yu smiled mysteriously, still did not give up the original idea.

At this moment, Ji Heng's icy voice came from behind: "She wants to bring out the worm eggs, cultivate them in the real world, and disrupt the game by completely destroying the player's behavior."

The harsh friction sounded, hearing that Xu Yangyang almost lost his balance and got off the bicycle.

Zhu Yu frowned, probably did not expect to be easily dismantled.The seeds of suspicion have been planted, and denial is useless. Not long after, the corner of the lips curls into a sarcasm: "A game that no one plays has no value in existence."

Xu Yangyang said solemnly: "The game can introduce new players."

The existence of Ji Heng shows that the real world may be false.

"So what?" Zhu Yu's mouth widened: "I don't believe that it is easy for games to attract players."

It will not be easy for a person in a copy world to lose all the memories of one of the aborigines.

If the words are not speculative, I put down this sentence, Zhu Yu speeds up and throws them a long distance while others are still entangled by bugs.

Xu Yangyang's tone was cold: "She has lived enough, but I haven't lived enough."

The game has lifted the mode of restricting cannibalism, so you have to find a chance to start.

Suer disagrees and said: "Everyone has fought side by side, don't do it too hard."

Xu Yangyang sighed softly and cursed the Holy Father in his heart. He was kind and not terrible. It was terrible that he used the wrong place.

A soft sigh floated in the night sky.

"Just cut off the limbs before sending out the copy."

"..."

"Zhu Yu's wounds are concentrated on the arm, and the live insect eggs must be stored there," Suer said after serious reflection: "No matter how serious the injury in the game is, it can be recovered the moment you return to the transfer station.

"..."

Xu Yangyang and Jia Kanhua feel that Sanguan has been subverted, including Princess Camellia walking alone in the night.

You said he was vicious, but he was the only one who advocated not killing people.

But if you say he is kind, who kind person can come up with such an idea?

With a surge of emotions, the group arrived at their destination one after another.

"It's weird."

Suer just glanced at it and concluded.

Ji Heng nodded: "There is this residential house nearby. I see that there is no one inhabited all the year round, and there is no demolition or occupation."

It's unbelievable that such a piece of land is vacant in a city with a lot of money.

The lock of the gate is just a cover, not really closed.Zhu Yu was the first to arrive, and opened the door with a light push. She was prepared to retreat in advance, but even a little white flock was not visible inside the door.

In the world that is about to be completely occupied by insects, there is even more serenity and peace.

Looking back at the players who were standing a few steps away, Zhu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Go in together?"

Everyone knows that the calmer the more weird, she does not have the great spirit of being a guide stone.

Suer took the initiative to step forward: "I have a high charm value and go ahead, so that it is convenient to determine whether there are ghosts. If you encounter danger, please take a cover."

With sincere words, Zhu Yu's expression could not help but soften. Although it was calculated once before, but to trace Su's roots to protect his companions, it is in essence a rare sentiment and righteousness.Nowadays, even if his strength is not high, he is willing to take the initiative to take the lead, and his temperament is really good.

"Okay," hesitated for a moment, and urged warmly: "You be careful."

This scene was seen by the people behind, and Xu Yangyang's expression was the most wonderful.Seeing the trust and appreciation in Zhu Yumu, he was quite speechless: "It's a pity that time can't be turned back."

Otherwise, Zhu Yu should really let Zhu Yu look at the scene where Feng Qingyun said that he was going to cut his limbs, not knowing if he could laugh.

He even suspected that Su's move was just to gain Zhu Yu's trust, so as to facilitate the final act.

There was a towering old tree planted in the yard, and Suer used his charm value to inhale it lightly, and did not feel the ghostly atmosphere.

"How?" Zhu Yu asked.

Sur shook his head: "I can only make sure that the tree is okay."

He didn't dare to be brave enough to breathe around, and it was too late to cry when something happened.

There are a large number of books in the room, and one copy is accompanied by dust that can choke people.At this moment, Xu Yangyang and others all came in and began to search. There were more than a dozen books in succession, all of which involved advanced theoretical knowledge, and there was not a single book on history.

Suer moved to Ji Heng's side: "Do you still have an impression of here?"

Ji Heng shook his head and pulled out a book, which was actually a book of chicken soup for the soul. After putting it back, he suddenly began to pay attention to Xu Yangyang's side, and then said, "You took that book before."

Xu Yangyang was stunned, but found that he had no impression at all.However, he quickly stared at Ji Heng in wonder: "You have been standing there for several minutes."

However, you can know the contents of a few books by looking at their names, so it shouldn't be delayed for so long.

As soon as the words were spoken, he froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that there was a problem with his memory, to be precise that he had encountered a ghost hitting a wall.

The most ugly expression is Jia Kanhua. His sleeves are covered with mottled blood, and he opened his arms and saw a long cut.But after racking my brains, I couldn't remember when he was injured. I remembered that he had just come in just not long.

Ten minutes later, the familiar scene reappeared.

Ji Heng once again pulled out the Soul Chicken Soup book, frowning, feeling very strong.

Looking at Xu Yangyang's side, the latter is using props to heal his wounds and has no idea the source of the wounds.

"Fuck!" Xu Yangyang finally couldn't hold back his curse.

The unknown is the most terrifying. The blood on the floor at the door covered the dust. It can be seen that someone tried to run out before and was seriously injured.

Everyone looked at each other, Su Er said solemnly: "I have a prop that can be used to observe the essence of things, but I will be very unlucky after using it."

He pointed to the eye in the body, which was directly classified as a prop, so as not to arouse suspicion then.

Zhu Yu spoke first: "You can use it with confidence, everyone will take care of you in a crisis."

Sursan hesitated: "I was unlucky at first, this time I use..."

Zhu Yu is funny: "Luck is good or bad, but no one will be unlucky enough to be irretrievable."

It makes sense.

Suer made up his mind to take two steps toward the door, preparing to observe from there, and he couldn't help making a hiss as soon as he took a step.

Ji Heng: "What's wrong?"

Sur rolled up the hem of his pants, with a large bruise on his leg and severely swollen ankle.It can be seen that it is not just Xu Yangyang and Jia Kanhua who are mysteriously injured. After thinking about it, he decided to use treatment items. Inconvenient mobility is not conducive to escape.

After finding a place to sit down, Su Er took out the props, and a voice rang in his ear:

[The player Suer sat on the board of the coffin that the ghost king loved.

[The King of Ghosts is very angry and decides to come out and show him some color, and the rest of the players will get ten minutes of reading time.

"..." Zhu Yu frowned: "Did you use props to see things?"

Sur shook his head.

Zhu Yu's expression is complicated, so it's useless to be so unlucky?

Born to be a non-chief?

"Not necessarily." Ji Heng said suddenly.

Their memories are constantly being cleared, and there are traces of battles on their bodies. Perhaps Sur used the mysterious eye, but they just don't remember.

While talking, there was a gust of wind in the room, which made people sweat.

Suer whispered: "...what should I do?"

Ji Heng stared at the shaking floor tiles and raised his eyebrows slightly: "First... move your butt away from the door of Ghost King's house."