The man in black kicked Zhou Can away, then grabbed Painter Wu's arm with his backhand and grabbed his neck with his palm. Painter Wu instantly acted like a human shield, blocking him in front of him.
The dagger in Tong Mu's hand had been thrust out and there was no way he could take it back.
She just watched helplessly as the dagger pierced into Painter Wu's heart.
Taking advantage of the moment when Zhou Can was kicked away and Tong Mu was in a daze, the man in black pushed Painter Wu towards Tong Mu, used the gap to escape, and moved to the secret door.
Zhou Can quickly chased after him, and the secret door closed instantly. No matter what method he tried, he could not open it.
Zhou Can returned to Tong Mu. Tong Mu was a little stunned and looked at Painter Wu who was lying aside.
There was a dagger stuck in his chest. The dagger was sucking the blood from Painter Wu's body, and the dagger turned scarlet red.
"Mumu." Zhou Can shouted softly.
Tong Mu slowly turned his head and looked at Zhou Can, his voice trembling, "Zhou Can, I killed someone."
Zhou Can walked to her side and wanted to reach out and hug her, but due to his status, he was unable to give her a safe and warm hug. "Mumu, this is not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself."
But before Tong Mu could react, there was a movement outside the office.
Zhou Can quickly ran to the door and took a look. A group of people rushed over from the other end of the corridor, a group of people wearing human skins.
He didn't dare to hesitate anymore, bent down and pulled out the dagger from Painter Wu's body. Painter Wu, who was supposed to be dead, grabbed Zhou Can's hand and said with difficulty, "The ground, the basement."
Zhou Can understood what he meant, nodded, turned around, pulled Tong Mu who had not yet recovered, and ran out.
These ghosts in human skin must have been released by the man in black, otherwise they wouldn't have rushed towards the office.
Zhou Can pulled Tong Mu and ran around and around from a small door to the street.
He was frightened as soon as he arrived on the street, because the people on the street could no longer be described as human beings. They were not real people. The human skin on their bodies had begun to rot, revealing the rotten flesh inside.
"Go back to the hotel!" Zhou Can didn't hesitate. If he was alone, he could protect himself, but now that Tong Mu is here, he can't take the risk with Tong Mu.
Tong Mu was frightened by the scene in front of her and became even more stunned. However, this stimulation also made her sober. She could not waste any time now.
Seeing that Tong Mu had become sober, Zhou Can speeded up a bit, and then handed the dagger in his hand to her, "Mumu, put this up."
Tong Mu quickly put away the dagger. The dagger had absorbed Painter Wu's blood, and the blade had returned to its silvery glory, but the red on the blade was more vivid and the evil aura was stronger.
Tong Mu quickly put away the dagger and ran towards the hotel with Zhou Can.
Because their breath was different from those of the ghosts, the ghosts rushed towards them, trying to assimilate them.
The two of them dodged with their flexible bodies. They were familiar with the route, but the distance was not very close, so when they were halfway through the run, Tong Mu was a little exhausted.
"Mumu, I'll carry you!" Zhou Can couldn't care too much now. The group of things behind him were getting more and more disgusting. The blood on the street had gathered into a river, and the disgusting smell also made him afraid to act casually.
breathe.
Before Tong Mu could react, Zhou Can gave Tong Mu a hand, then threw Tong Mu onto his back and carried him.
Although he had just had a fight and was slightly injured, Zhou Can's physical strength was still very good, and his speed increased a lot in an instant.
Zhou Can carried Tong Mugang on his back and stepped within one kilometer of the hotel. The surroundings instantly became much normal. The people here were not ghosts, they were just NPCs set by normal people in the game.
The one kilometer area is like a wall, and no matter how hard the ghosts rush, they can't get in.
As if sensing their return, Fu Guan appeared beside them the next second.
A figure suddenly appeared next to Zhou Can. He was startled. He turned around and found that it was Fu Guanmo. He said with lingering fear, "Let me go, what kind of skill do you have and how did you show up! It's a bit cool!"
When Tong Mu saw Fu Guanmo, she quickly jumped off Fu Guanmo's back, rushed into his arms, and hugged him tightly, "What should I do? I killed someone? It's not an NPC in the game, it's a reincarnation. I killed people.
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Fu Guanmo turned his head and looked at Zhou Can. Zhou Can could only briefly describe the situation, and then glanced at the ghosts outside the safe area.
He slowly raised his hand, and a powerful force rippled from his palm.
As his hands clenched into fists, those things began to explode one after another, with pieces of meat flying everywhere. Zhou Can said that he didn't want to see it a second time.
If he hadn't wasted so much energy fighting with the man in black, it wouldn't be Fu Guanmo's turn to show off here now!
Fu Guanmo put his arm around Tong Mu and touched her little head, "It's okay. It's not your fault. You didn't do it on purpose."
"Fu Guanmo, Painter Wu told me that he did not kill the reincarnations we were traveling with, but that he was in the basement. Your hotel should have a basement. Did you notice it there?" Painter Wu died, and the human-skinned people were also revealed.
Come out, the game continues.
Before Painter Wu died, he also told him that other reincarnators were locked in the basement.
Perhaps due to some other reasons or changes, the rules of the game have now changed to save reincarnators.
Fu Guan thought for a while and realized that the hotel did have a basement and it was very large. Usually no one would go down to check it out.
"Go back to the hotel first." Fu Guanmo held the little Tongmu in his arms. She must have been frightened, her whole body was trembling.
After returning to the hotel, Tong Mu's little hand still held Fu Guanmo's collar tightly and refused to let go. Her face was full of guilt and uneasiness, "How can I kill someone?"
"Mumu, can you listen to me?" Fu Guanmo comforted her softly.
Tong Mu nodded vigorously, and tears fell from his eyes following Tong Mu's movements.
"Painter Wu is indeed a person of reincarnation, but there are thousands of years of ink and human skin paper in his gallery. What does this mean? It means that he has killed people before. Moreover, this matter is not your fault, it is the man in black.
The man in black used Painter Wu as a shield, you didn't mean it, it's not your fault." Fu Guanmo's eyes were filled with distress.
In Fu Guanmo's eyes, it doesn't matter what other people are like, what matters is that his Mu Mu is in a very bad situation now.
"But, but, he was stabbed by me." Tong Mu still had that scene in her mind, and she couldn't forget it.
Zhou Can stood aside, also very worried, but he was helpless, "It would be great if I could make Mu Mu forget about it."