Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

"you……"

"You... you did something good, do you need me to repeat it?"

An ominous premonition came to Lin Huai's heart, he stared straight at the painter, his eyes full of puzzlement. The painter took his words as a knowing shame play.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, and now people are swordsmen and I are fish and meat. Since there is no way to escape by violence, all we can do is adapt to the situation. Seeing that Lin Huai didn't speak for a long time, the painter closed his eyes and said with difficulty for a while: "You, you let me go! I promise, I will not tell anyone about this..."

Lin Huai: ?

‘Obviously, my communication with this person was very smooth before. ' Lin Huai recalled the afternoon of pleasant exchanges between the two, 'However, now, I feel that there is a barrier to our communication. ’

He was still thinking about the hidden meaning of the painter, and the painter became anxious again when he saw that he was unwilling to reply.

"You and I……"

Obviously, if he didn't show weakness, he wouldn't be able to get out of this house today. The painter gritted his teeth and said in an almost pleading tone: "Let me go, I, it's a big deal, I'll sleep with you a few times later."

Lin Huai: ? ? ? ?

The painter looked at the young man's face in despair, which seemed to be frozen (actually struck by lightning) for a moment. He knew he might have angered the other party by this, but he had no choice.

The long waiting time passed minute by minute, and the young man's expression seemed to freeze, and he never moved. It took a long time for the trembling painter to see the young man lower his head.

He pressed the back of his hand to his lips, biting it, his shoulders shaking desperately, as if controlling himself not to laugh. After a long time, he finally raised his head, his eyebrows were curved, and his complexion was as bright as peach petals.

"You don't look good, but you think you're pretty." The young man kept laughing, "Puchi."

He laughed for a long time, until the painter's face was red with laughter. After a long time, the painter heard him say again: "But luckily, you met a kind me. What I like to do most is the beauty of adults."

painter:……

Lin Huai: "Since you have requested so much, for the sake of the happiness you have brought me, I will fulfill this wish for you."

painter:……

Lin Huai ignored the painter, opened the bedroom door, walked to the living room, and unexpectedly found that the living room was still very lively.

I don't know what method the three female ghosts in the four beautiful pictures used, but all the ghosts who had been obediently in the eight paintings ran out and sat in the living room for a tea party. When Lin Huai just walked into the living room, all she heard was a woman's weak cry, and Mei Ying's warm voice of comfort. Lan Xiang also sighed next to him: "Alas, the three-dimensional world is too dirty, only the second-dimensional world is the purest."

"Actually, things aren't that bad." Xuezhu comforted the white cloth skirt girl seriously, "Look, it's not bad to be a paper person. The paper person can't pull ○, can't put ○, return I won’t come to aunty…”

Lin Huai:  …

Lan Xiang: "Yes, our paper people's world is the cleanest."

"Knock knock."

Lin Huai tapped on the wall with his knuckles, and looked at the ghosts with a vacant look: "I'm sorry to disturb the ladies... sir,"

All the ghosts turned around in unison.

"There is something I need to discuss with you. I know that your revenge is very fierce, but..."

"That person is in there."

The red-collared boy with light chestnut hair said coldly.

Unlike several other ghosts, from the beginning, he did not join everyone's discussion, just sat quietly in the chair next to him. Seeing Lin Huai come out of the room, he stood up and walked into the bedroom without saying a word.

"Anli!" the white cloth skirt ghost called his name, "where are you going?"

"of course……"

The young man turned his head and his eyes were incomparable: "Kill him."

He walked towards Lin Huai and regarded him as nothing. Lin Huai squinted at him and smiled as if he had a good temper.

"This little brother," Lin Huai said, looking at his red collar, "you look like a young pioneer, how can you be unreasonable?"

The boy looked at him with red eyes.

"...He ruined me, ruined everything I have...!" The boy gritted his teeth and said, "Don't try to stop me, I must..."

He looked like he was completely carried away by hatred. Seeing his appearance, Lin Huai decided to let him calm down and reason with him. His favorite thing is to convince people with reason.

Thinking like this, he stretched out his hand and smashed half of his hand into the wall.

"Calm down?" Lin Huai looked at the dumbfounded young man and said with a smile, "Come here if you calm down, and I'll give you a good reason."

juvenile:……

Lin Huai: "This wall is a load-bearing wall."

After a long reasoning, Lin Huai finally reached an agreement with the ghost in the living room.

"It would be nice to be obedient earlier." Lin Huai said with a sigh of relief, "I have said that I like to solve problems in a peaceful way. If you were obedient earlier, would you have broken so many legs and hands by me? ."

But fortunately, these ghosts are all reasonable ghosts, and Lin Huai himself gave in a step - in the next few days until the end of the task, the painter cannot leave his bedroom (the toilet is in the bedroom), in exchange, the ghosts Nor would he go into the room to kill the painter while Lin Huai was away.

That being the case, things became very easy to handle. Lin Huai skillfully brought a glass of milk into the bedroom, where the painter was still struggling.

Seeing Lin Huai coming back, he roared with red eyes: "Let me out!"

Seeing how he roared, Lin Huai was really sorry. He sincerely thought of everyone's safety and settled all disputes by negotiating instead of killing people, but they not only didn't appreciate it, they also yelled at him.

Being misunderstood is the fate of every property management. Lin Huai then brought the milk to the painter's bedside table and said softly, "Impossible."

"You...Aren't you afraid that I hate you?"

"This world is too dangerous. Only when you are by my side can you be safe." Lin Huai patted his face, "Don't think about leaving me, can you really live after leaving me?"

painter:……

...I thought I brought back a docile little lamb, but I didn't expect him to be a sick girl who wanted to imprison me for play.

Lin Huai, who didn't know that he had made a sick speech, continued: "Actually, you only need to stay here with your body. Legs or something, if you use it to escape from me, you don't need it at all, right? What about eyes? Yes, if it's to see the way out of me, you don't need it, right? Hands or something, if it's used to untie the rope I'm locking you in... You don't need it, right?"

painter:……

The painter's look at him has changed from "Legal News Online" to "Hey, **** sauce, this world is really so hypocritical." Lin Huai was very satisfied with this, and he continued: "You just need to sleep here in peace, and I will come to see you every day."

painter:……

Before leaving, Lin Huai couldn't bear to see the ashen expression on the painter's face.

In the end, he walked over and comforted: "Be good, you can only live by my side."

The painter's expression became even more ashes.

Lin Huai put a little seal on the bedroom door and left 302 with Simeitu.

"You're done." Sitting on the elevator, he stretched a little and thought, "Now there are only 301 weird stories left."

After solving the strange talk of 301, and then finding out the cause of the fire in Chunyu Apartment, Lin Huai can complete the task perfectly and leave this dungeon with the joy of dedicating to others.

"...And the seventh floor." After thinking of the Shura field on the seventh floor, Lin Huai even wrinkled the corners of his eyes, "Oh, the Shura field is really troublesome."

However, the sulfuric acid had been replaced by another liquid by Chu Tianshu. As long as no life was lost, Lin Huai would be able to save his snacks.

For the next three days, Lin Huai had a very fulfilling life.

Every morning, he turned into a cat and squatted on the stove to watch Chu Tianshu cook for him. At noon, after his meal, he did not forget to go to 302 to bring a copy to the painter. In the evening, he sat at the table and watched the **** battle on the 7th floor through the tablet.

The conditioned reflex gradually formed by the painter also made Lin Huai very gratified. At first, he hadn't realized Lin Huai's good intentions. Every time Lin Huai entered the room, he would yell at him. Later, he may finally understand Lin Huai's hard work and greatness. Every time Lin Huai arrives, he will cry bitterly, as if he has been deeply moved by Lin Huai's behavior.

Lin Huai was very relieved to see him crying silently.

The woman in 201 encountered several scenes of Lin Huai delivering meals to the painter in the elevator, but she just kept away from Lin Huai silently, as if she was afraid of knocking over the rice in his hand, and acted extremely considerate. She did not ask Lin Huai's intentions, nor why the painter had not reappeared for a long time. Lin Huai believed that it was her charisma that had deeply conquered her and made her feel that she was a downright good person.

All the residents seemed to agree secretly, tacitly ignoring all the strange behaviors of Lin Huai. So much so that Chu Tianshu, the only one who had expressed dissatisfaction with this, seemed quite abrupt.

"...Every time I see you go upstairs to deliver food to that guy, I have a very strange feeling." Chu Tianshu groaned while lying on the table, "It always feels like you are raising a dog outside behind my back."

Lin Huai: "Oh?"

He reached out and rubbed his chin. At this time, it was a weekend, and a baseball cap man and a blue sweater woman who had developed a women's hobby by his new girlfriend passed by hand in hand. Looking at this peaceful and beautiful picture of life, Lin Huai took a slight breath.

The one who entered the apartment after them was still the woman in pink sweater who lived in 301. She was still on the phone, and she didn't know what to say to the man on the opposite side. The little girl in the cotton-padded jacket still followed behind her, leaving wet mud marks along the way, bowing her head.

The woman passed the first floor and entered the elevator. Lin Huai lay on the table and tilted her head to look in the direction she left.

He tapped the table with his fingers, and said after a while, "Strange..."

"What's weird?"

"I always thought that this woman would be the first to have an accident." Lin Huai said, "However, most of the apartment is almost over. In her place, apart from making dirty and sloppy traces every day, there is actually a little bit of it. There are no signs of being killed."

"But I can feel the resentment." Lin Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, "It came from that little girl, who was abandoned...a thick resentment. She resented that woman so much, why didn't she kill her?"

Chu Tianshu asked him, "Speaking of which, what is this woman's occupation?"

"Uh..." Lin Huai recalled uncertainly, "It seems to be a doll designer? I saw her put the finished product that failed to design in a garbage bag and threw it into the trash..."

While Lin Huai was confused, the woman also walked into 302.

"...Don't worry," she said softly to the man on the other end of the phone, "Baby is very good, he never makes trouble, um, I'm fine..."

The little girl stood beside her, staring silently at her belly.

"...I'm fine, sigh, your wife, she, is also a poor person..."

The conversation between woman and man continues. The little girl stretched her neck.

On the neck covered by the padded jacket, there are actually traces of dense needle and thread stitching!

Looking at the woman's slightly bulging belly, the little girl showed an almost weird smile.

"Mom..." she said faintly, "this time, don't even think about leaving me..."