"Can you give me a bowl of noodles?"

The calm voice of the NPC girl came from the door.

He Xiaoman was shocked, why didn't she make any sound?

"Okay." He Xiaoman showed a friendly smile and asked the little girl: "What kind of noodles do you want to eat?"

"It's fine as long as it's the same food as you."

He Xiaoman murmured to himself, and a steaming bowl of lobster noodles appeared on the coffee table.

The little girl had no expression all the time. When the big bowl of noodles suddenly appeared, her eyebrows were raised high and her eyes were wide open. It seemed that her eyebrows were raised too high and her mouth could not be closed at the same time. She looked very much like a

The irritated Fat Orange fragments.

It does look cute.

She kept sniffing the bowl of noodles with her nose, almost greedily.

He Xiaoman saw a touch of pity on Feng Che's face.

The three of them just ate the same noodles together and tasted different moods.

Halfway through the meal, He Xiaoman saw that the little girl had burst into tears and was no longer as dull as before.

"I haven't had such good noodles in... I don't know how many years. What kind of noodles is this?"

Her voice is actually very nice, and it matches her delicate appearance very well, but the words she speaks and the expression on her face have the feeling of having gone through many vicissitudes of life.

"Lobster noodles, 1888 a bowl." He Xiaoman habitually mentioned the price.

"I don't have money, but I won't eat a bowl of such good noodles for nothing."

Her voice was very low. Even though there were only three of them in the whole house, the little girl's voice was still so low that it was almost inaudible.

Feng Che formed a seal with his hands, flew his fingers, and struck out a talisman in the air.

The little girl didn't care what they were doing, and said slowly: "There is a coffin in every room in Bajiazi. You can hide in it at night, but you must remember that you can hide in it after dark. At six o'clock in the morning

I have to leave before."

"There are no flowers inside."

Her eyes were fixed on He Xiaoman, and this sentence was specially told to her.

He Xiaoman looked back into her eyes and nodded gratefully to show that he understood.

What she saw was a pair of strange eyes that were a little wet from crying just now.

The reason why it is weird is that these eyes are very young, there are no wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, the pupils are transparent, and the whites of the eyes are clear.

At the same time, these eyes are very old, and the ancient and unwavering look is like an old person who is about to die, but she looks so young.

"I want to keep him because I don't want him to die, but here, alive, it seems, it is better to die."

She sighed, but the girl's light voice conveyed a sense of desolation and loneliness.

He Xiaoman glanced at Feng Che and felt that this girl looked older than him, but she clearly looked much younger than him and Feng Che, less than twenty years old.

"Thank you, the noodles are delicious."

She stood up and walked out slowly, and soon appeared in the sea of ​​flowers under the scorching sun, continuing to work hard like a little flower farmer.

"This NPC looks a bit like my sister in some ways, but I always wonder if she is older than me."

Only then did He Xiaoman realize that Feng Che had a younger sister.

"How old are you?" He Xiaoman asked Feng Che.

"25."

He Xiaoman's expression cracked: "How old are you 25?"

Feng Che:……

"I don't remember. It must have been tens of thousands of years ago. I died on my 25th birthday." Also dying at the same time was his baby sister.

The familiar pain that had lasted for tens of thousands of years began to slowly invade him again, spreading outward from his heart, and the pain intensified little by little.

Feng Che even enjoyed the process.

At least it proves that he is still alive, he still knows pain, has not forgotten his sister, and is not desperate yet.

Presumably one day when my sister wakes up, he will happily rush over and beat her until her nose is black and her face is swollen, right?

What a bastard. When Old Ghost Qiu found the little girl, he was so excited that he broke three of his ribs. He must find this place again. He wanted to break six of Old Ghost Qiu's... no, sixteen ribs!

After countless generations of descendants, he happily broke three of his own ribs. How come the eldest lady of the Feng family is not worth sixteen ribs?

The two of them had eaten and drank enough, rested for a while on a bed and a sofa, and waited until dark before starting to head towards Bajiazi.

He Xiaoman has theoretically found a way to break in. As for whether it will work, we can only wait and see.

He Xiaoman also asked Feng Che why they couldn't stay in the B&B. From the look of the little girl, it was obvious that she wouldn't hurt them.

Feng Che smiled strangely and said: "NPCs are different from NPCs. Do you think that the little girl in the B&B is actually more like a normal living person, rather than data that follows the established procedures and rigid dogma to execute orders?"

He Xiaoman was a little confused.

"The villagers are actually living people. Different from NPCs, which are machines that just follow orders, these people should have their own thoughts, but there is no way to get rid of this identity and life. Just like when we enter

This world must abide by the rules set by the gamers. I know that some actions are stupid, but I have to do them."

"But these people are not players. They know all the rules and secrets, but they can't tell them."

He Xiaoman felt like he was enlightened.

"In other words, when the little girl was pricked and bloody while picking flowers, it was not labor at all, but the punishment she had to bear after making a mistake?"

"Yes." Feng Che spat viciously on the ground: "This ghost copy master has remembered it. If Master Che doesn't demolish this place for him if he has a chance, my surname will not be Feng."

The copy...can still be dismantled?

He Xiaoman was dumbfounded.

"Do you know why this world stinks so much? It is dirty and rotten, harboring filth and evil. This land covered with roses breeds only ugliness, which is the smell of sin."

"She asked me to kill her so that her soul would disappear, but I couldn't do it!"

Feng Che clenched He Xiaoman's fist so hard that he could even hear the sound of bones.

"I can't fucking do anything to a face that looks like my sister!"

There were two dangerous flames burning in Feng Qing's eyes.

He Xiaoman thought, if Feng Che didn't have to protect himself, maybe he could just dismantle the copy this time, right?

After all, Feng Che is a very professional person.

If you receive the task of hooking up with He Xiaoman, you will definitely work hard to hook up with him.

After receiving the task of protecting He Xiaoman, he must go all out to protect He Xiaoman.

She suddenly smiled.

She knew how perfunctory the previous task was, and she also knew how dedicated the latter task was.

"I'm not that noble." Seeing He Xiaoman's silence for a long time, Feng Che said again: "Destroying this kind of pit-like copy is like cleaning up the cancer in the multidimensional space. I will make a lot of money."

Feng Che looked towards the direction of the B&B. There were already dim lights in the wooden building, and one of them came from her, the person who wanted to die but couldn't.
Chapter completed!