Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

    Lu Qi said two seconds later, "Want to get off?"

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

    He asked expectantly, "Can you?"

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

    Shen Qingcheng: "!"

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

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

    These farmlands are almost deserted and overgrown with weeds. If there are still many scarecrows with different shapes, Shen Qingcheng would not be sure that it is farmland.

      , The smile is indescribably weird.

    Shen Qingcheng took his eyes off the scarecrow and looked forward in the direction of the train. The silhouettes of tall or short buildings in the distance were hidden in the thick fog, looming.

    "Woo~woo~"

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

    Players were feeling strange, and then suddenly there was a radio sound coming from nowhere in the carriage.

    This broadcast seems to have not been used for a long time, there is a lot of "rustle" when speaking, and it is intermittent.

    "The clock tower...one 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 leave an hour later.

    Shen Qingcheng suspected that this broadcast was spoken by the flight attendant. Don't think that I can't recognize this half-hearted style when I speak with my voice in my throat.

    "Pop!" The compartment door opened, and a cold wind mixed with the smell of burnt paper blew in.

    Shen Qingcheng was very close to the car door, so I saw the faded stop sign outside the car door at a glance, "Zhonglou Station".

    He looked back, "You said you saw this stop sign when you got off the bus?"

    Lu Qi: "Yeah."

    Shen Qingcheng: "The third time."

    Lu Qi: "What."

    "After the speed and strength are far beyond ordinary people, this is the third place where you are different from ordinary people," he said in a complicated tone that he did not know how to describe, "I think you may be a gamer dear son."

    Lu Qi was speechless and did not want to continue this inexplicable topic, "Get off?"

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

    Only 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 and entered this town shrouded in smoke.

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

    The streets were covered with leaves and black paper ashes, which were wet and sticky together.

    All stores are closed.

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

    Lu Qi: "Go to the clock tower."

    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. After walking a distance, they began to hear a strange music in their ears, and the closer they got to the clock tower, the clearer the music.

    Pedestrians began to appear on the road.

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

    The two did not rush forward to ask, and followed these pedestrians not far or near.

    Today is a cloudy, overcast day with occasional cold winds.

    The burning paper ash in the brazier was rolled up by the wind, and then torn into various shapes in the air.

    When the wind is tired, the paper ashes are thrown away randomly.

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

    The Bell Tower is having a funeral.

    Sorrow and music came from the sound, and pedestrians dressed in burlap and mourning came here, came to the bell tower, and knelt in front of the burning brazier.

    The man in the white pointed hat threw the paper money into the air. He raised his head high, his eyes were bent down, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and he even drew a scarecrow-like smile.

    "Who are you." An old voice came from behind.

    All the people kneeling in front of the brazier turned around, and dozens of bright red smiling faces stared straight at the uninvited guests who broke into here.

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

    He stared at Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi with cloudy eyes, his eyes were full of badness.

    The person kneeling in front of the brazier stood up, and the person wearing the white pointed hat walked through the crowd and walked to the front, looking at this side in the distance.

    Lu Qi tightened his right hand, his eyes were slightly dark, and he did not hear footsteps.

    Shen Qingcheng hurriedly stopped him from trying to summon the props, "Wait first."

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

    Old man: "Train?"

    Shen Qingcheng nodded, "Yes."

    The badness in the eyes of the old man did not disappear, but the atmosphere was no longer as volatile as before, he laughed strangely, "The train is good, the train is good."

    The expression was as if I wished the two of them would be hit by a train immediately.

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

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

    After he finished speaking, his face changed, and he urged the two of them expressionlessly, "No outsiders are welcome here, let's go."

    On the way back, Shen Qingcheng: "Someone in town has an accident on this train?"

    Lu Qi: "Someone is following."

    Lu Qi: "Don't look back, it came from the clock tower."

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

    They finally got on the train, and not long after getting on the train, the train started with a "woo~woo~".

    Shen Qingcheng glanced out the window inadvertently, and was shocked by cardiac arrest, "!"

    "What's the matter?" After Lu Qi noticed it, he also looked out and paused, "Who did you see?"

    Shen Qingcheng raised his head, "You."

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

    Honestly, he couldn't tell.

    He repeated: "I saw you, you asked me to get off."

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

    Shen Qingcheng: "Did you see me?"

    Lu Qi: "Yeah."

    He realized something and looked at the other players in the car.

    He Mei, who was sitting in the fourth row, was the first to react. She was boredly propping her chin to look at the scenery to pass the time when a figure suddenly flashed past the window.

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

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

    It's him! It's that person!

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

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

    The two began to quarrel fiercely.

    Someone else saw the figure, but another player.

    The carriage was very chaotic for a time, and finally Lin Wen came out to preside over the overall situation, "Everyone be quiet first, this is very likely another trick of ghosts!"

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

    Some players curled up in their seats and shivered in fear.

    Lin Wen said: "Everyone calm down first, we will count who we have seen."

    A few minutes later, Lin Wen began to count 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 it's not a ghost outside the car window?"

    The players basically don't know each other's names, so He Mei said the current position of the player she saw.

    There is a strange sense of familiarity in everyone's heart. Why is this part so similar to what the flight attendants asked them to do before adjusting their seats last night?

    The statistics continued. When it was Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi's turn, both of them cooperated to say each other's names.

    In the end, there was a dead silence in the compartment.

    When they are confused, they can't really hear who the other person said, so they think that the final result is probably the kind of situation where you see me, I see him, he sees you, so that all players have been seen.

    No.

    There were only 4 people who were seen, including Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi.

    Jinda said excitedly: "What else is there to say now, these four people are already dead, and now there are ghosts in disguise, we should immediately ask the flight attendant to vote!"

    "What the **** are you talking nonsense to Lao Tzu?!" Mr. Bodybuilder's generous palm slapped on the armrest with a bang.

    He is one of the four players.

    Jin Da shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.

    Mr. Bodybuilding glanced around the car with fierce eyes, "Say it again, I am alive and well! Whoever dares to vote for me at night, I will kill you all before I die, If you don't believe me, try it!"

    Lin Wen said, "Don't be so decisive, since we got on the bus, the flight attendant was leading us to believe that there were ghosts among us, including the ghosts outside the window this time, if this is just misleading? ?"

    "Cough cough, I believe this is just misleading," a somewhat sick young man coughed twice, "but I believe it cannot change the outcome."

    Players will still be voted to sit last, and players will still die.

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

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

    "Well said," Shen Qingcheng applauded, "I think the flight attendant is quite suspicious now, why don't we join forces to make a big ticket, how about tying the flight attendant!"

    Everyone silently turned to look at him, not very good.

    Is life 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 angrily said: "I don't!"

    Lu Qi: "I know."

    Alas, forget it.

    As the saying goes, "How bold people are, how prolific they are", looking at their courage, it's no wonder that the rankings can only rank behind Lu Qi.

    Speaking of which, Shen Qingcheng gathered his thoughts and narrowed his eyes to measure the person in front of him.

      It was a pale ghost.

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

    Maybe his eyes were too straightforward, Lu Qi: "How can I prove it."

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