Woman, are you still satisfied with what you see? The subscription rate exceeds 70, which can be unlocked. Fu Yao was hit, her eyes immediately blurred, and then like a puddle of mud, she fell softly towards Bai Qiuye.

The man with the hair tie asked in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Bai Qiuye: "Don't you have eyes? Didn't you see that I knocked her unconscious?"

She spoke too confidently, and the man with the hair tie was speechless for a moment. After two seconds, he said, "I'm asking you why you hit someone!"

Bai Qiuye: "Do you think it's better to make her faint or make her go crazy?"

The man with the hair tie calmed down and felt that Bai Qiuye's words made sense.

Before Fu Yao fainted, she seemed to be mentally disturbed. If she had been allowed to run away on her own, she might have died somewhere.

Bai Qiuye pushed Fu Yao into the arms of the man with the hairband: "If you carry her, I can't carry her."

The man with the hairband moved his lips, but still carried Fu Yao on his back.

Bai Qiuye glanced back and found that the street had become a little different. The two houses that were right next to each other disappeared and were replaced by a scene that she was very familiar with.

Directly ahead, Widow Du's home is no longer out of reach and can be reached in a few more steps.

'Has it changed back?'

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Jie also noticed the changes, and he analyzed it with rich experience: "Fu Yao is probably haunted by evil spirits. We were too close to her, so we were also affected. What we just encountered was a ghost hitting a wall, and she fainted

, Evil spirits are equivalent to losing focus, and the ghost will just hit the wall and disappear."

As for what the evil spirit was just now, he already had a guess in his mind.

Having said this, Mo Jie looked at Bai Qiuye and encouraged: "Although it was a mistake, you reacted very quickly and can make up for many shortcomings caused by the level gap." And although you are a level 1 rookie, in this dungeon,

, is an invincible protective umbrella at critical moments.

Only devils can eat sugar-coated bullets!

He just wanted her not to work hard to upgrade, and wanted her to fall down.

Bai Qiuye looked humble: "Don't say that, you guys are so high-level, I'm beyond your reach. Let's go back and move the corpses quickly -"

She paused suddenly.

Just now, a shadow suddenly flashed in her peripheral vision.

It was a figure, wearing a blue dress, with long hair shawl, as if his back was to her, standing under the eaves of the house on the right side of the street.

Bai Qiuye turned her head sharply, but she didn't see anything.

Mojie: "What's wrong?"

Bai Qiuye shook his head: "It's nothing." It's just that he might have seen a ghost.

She remembered that Fu Yao had the same reaction before.

Mo Jie seemed to see something, but he didn't point it out: "Then let's go quickly."

After Gui Daqiang disappeared, they quickly returned to Widow Du's house.

The lights were still on, and Liu He was sitting in the living room, looking calm.

When he saw the others coming back, he turned around and suddenly frowned: "There are fewer people?"

Mo Jie hummed: "Zhong Ying is dead."

Liu He lowered his eyes and said nothing more: "Leave now?"

While he was staying here, the mission was also updated.

"Find a sheet, wrap the body and bring it down." After Mo Jie finished speaking, he turned to look at Bai Qiuye.

Although he guessed that Bai Qiuye's novice protection mechanism had been incorporated into the CD, he somehow felt that it was safe to stay with Bai Qiuye.

Bai Qiuye asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Mo Jie's old face turned slightly red: "Ahem, it's nothing. You guys wait below."

He and Liu He went upstairs together. Only Bai Qiuye, the man with the hairband and the unconscious Fu Yao were left on the first floor.

The man with the hair tie looked at Bai Qiuye and hesitated: "You, just now——"

Bai Qiuye smiled and put on a humble look: "Thank you all for supporting me just now, you are my great benefactors!"

Although the hairband man was deceived by Bai Qiuye and lost all his money, he is not the kind of person who puts his hope in luck.

Thinking about it calmly, if he had entered the room by himself, he might not have been able to come out alive.

In addition, Bai Qiuye's attitude was very helpful, and his expression gradually became kind.

Just as he was about to brag a few words along with her words, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

'She used to be a rice insect, but the reason why she entered the dungeon now is because she was abandoned by the financial backer?'

'Even if her life is forced and she has to earn survival tickets on her own, why not choose a low-level dungeon?'

‘She doesn’t act as scared as ordinary novices. Does she have confidence in her heart?’

'Although the novice protection mechanism is powerful, it only lasts ten minutes, and the CD time is too long. What does she rely on at other times?'

The man with the hair tie took a deep breath.

He remembered the scene at the beginning of the dungeon where an iron bucket smashed the ghost's head into pieces.

'Could it be that she was brought in by that great god! For some purpose!'

The man with the hair tie suddenly understood.

At the same time, he felt that he realized it too late.

If he had taken special care of Bai Qiuye from the beginning, he might have been looked at differently by that great god.

He can also follow the pole of Bai Qiuye and climb onto a stronger backer.

Although Mojie is powerful, he is like a speck of dust compared to that great god.

The man with the hairband adjusted his posture: "Well, I have to remind you something. After you go out, you have to pay attention to someone."

Although he was talking to Bai Qiuye, he was actually reminding Bai Qiuye of the great master behind him.

Bai Qiuye said in confusion: "Who is it?"

The man with the hair tie pursed his lips, took out a piece of paper and wrote a few words, crumpled it into a small ball and secretly stuffed it to Bai Qiuye.

Infected by his emotions, Bai Qiuye carefully covered the top with one hand and carefully unfolded the paper ball.

There are four words written on it - Be careful of Jonghyun.

Who is that? Is he the big boss behind them?

Or is it that the hairband man is testing her?

The man with the hairband saw Bai Qiuye's serious expression and thought she understood.

When he saw Zhong Ying, he knew she was Zhong Xuan's sister. So he had protected her several times before, both openly and secretly.

Unexpectedly, in this copy of Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, Bai Qiuye’s backer is stronger than Zhong Ying’s.

As a wallflower, he naturally has to follow the direction of the wind. That's why he came up with the idea of ​​trying to please Bai Qiuye.

At this time, Mo Jie and Liu He carried the body downstairs, and the old-fashioned wall clock in the room pointed to one o'clock.

Liu He's hand suddenly loosened, and the body slipped out of the quilt and fell to the ground with a thud. A deep dent was made on the back of his head by the sharp point of the stairs, and blood seeped out from it.

"Fuck!" The corpse stopped in front of him, and the man with the hairband quickly backed away, "What's wrong with you?"

Liu He raised his hand and looked at his fingers, only to see that there was no trace of blood on his fingers, as if they were five lifelike paper sculptures.

Liu He: “Paperization.”

[Current paper level: 20]

It’s 20 minutes until the next hard copy.

The work deadline is 3 hours away.

"Isn't this a level 30 dungeon?" The man with the hairband asked, "Why is it the funeral industry!"

Everyone's faces were ugly.

Half a year ago, an app called Fatal Acting appeared on everyone's terminal.

If you want to survive, you must enter the dungeon, play the role of practitioners from all walks of life, and exchange for survival tickets.

"Don't spread anxiety here!" A woman in white clothes glared at the man with a hair tie, "Isn't it just a professional performance? Who hasn't encountered a difficult career in the past six months?"

"How can it be compared?" the man with the hair tie scolded, "How can normal professions such as teachers, doctors, and drivers be compared with funeral practitioners?"

"The most difficult thing I have ever played was a teacher in a ghost school. I almost died that time -" Another girl in blue was complaining, and her eyes suddenly fell on one of them, "Wait, are you Mo Jie?

!I watched your live broadcast!”

"I thought no one would recognize me." The man named Mo Jie pushed up his glasses and agreed with her statement.

"Mojie who can break the curse?!"
To be continued...