What kind of bad thoughts can a good brother have [Quick Transmigration]

"His life was really too hard. He had no parents or friends. I even begged my parents to collect his bones."

"Obviously he wanted to live a good life. He worked hard to get into a good university and find a good job. He made an appointment to take me to eat the best cake in the world when he made a lot of money. But in the end, his life was always fixed at to that middle school."

"Until the last second of his life, he didn't eat the cake I made, just like his life, he never had a bite of sweetness."

The proprietress told the story while shedding tears, as if she had finally found a point to vent her emotions. For so many years, she has been burdened with all these guilt and heartache by herself, and now she can finally speak out freely.

Zhuang Yu and Ji Xiao listened silently, and now they finally understood why the key prop was a moldy cake.

That should be a small piece of the cake made by the proprietress back then. It symbolizes the last trace of the beauty of the boy's life before his death.

The proprietress broke down and cried loudly on the corner of the street. In the end, she had no more tears to shed. Her eyes were empty and she felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Zhuang Yu accompanied her by the side of the proprietress, and Ji Xiao went to the nearby shop to buy a bottle of mineral water and handed it to the proprietress.

"Thank you." After a long time, the proprietress regained her senses, took the mineral water Ji Xiao handed over, and thanked her in a hoarse voice.

"Is it better?" Zhuang Yu asked with concern.

"It's much better." The proprietress took a sip of water, and then said embarrassedly: "I'm so old, and I'm still crying in front of you two young people."

"Girls are regardless of age, no matter how old they are, girls always have the right to cry." Zhuang Yu said with a smile.

Zhuang Yu's words made the landlady laugh out of tears.

At this moment, Lao Zhou also drove back.When the proprietress was crying, Zhuang Yu sent a message to Lao Zhou, telling him that he could drive back and prepare to go back to the hotel.

"Hurry up and get in the car." Lao Zhou opened the car door.

"We bought a lot of delicious food, let's go back and eat together!" My sister waved her hands and said to Zhuang Yu and the others with a smile.

"I brought the proprietress too!" The younger sister winked mischievously at the proprietress.

"Thank you so much." The proprietress smiled softly.

A group of people took Lao Zhou's car and returned to the hotel.

Lao Zhou and the others saw the tear stains on the face of the proprietress, and the crying red eyes, and they knew that something must have happened during this trip to the city.

After the meal, the proprietress said that she was not feeling well, so she went back to her room.

The players came to Lao Zhou's room, and Zhuang Yu told what happened in the city just now, and Lao Zhou and others were also deeply moved after hearing this.

"Hey, school violence is really a problem that cannot be ignored." Lao Zhou said with emotion: "My daughter is about to go to middle school. After entering this dungeon, I am even more worried. Because school violence is a very serious issue. It’s difficult to define, and it’s also difficult to manage. I can only tell my daughter that if any classmates gang up to bully her, they must tell me immediately.”

"Although neither of us has experienced school violence, school violence is really terrible." My sister sighed and said, "It can easily destroy a child's life."

"We are here to exchange clues, not to give an ideological education class." The dimpled boy interrupted the two of them: "So this time? We just learned the meaning of that key item, and we didn't find any other information. Useful clues."

"Zhuang Yu and Ji Xiao also tried their best, and there is really no other clue." The younger sister pouted and said.

"This dungeon has gone through so many days, and tomorrow we will usher in the final duel with the boss. In the end, all we got were a bunch of useless clues and such a broken item." The dimpled boy said impatiently : "On this matter, how can we ensure that we can leave this copy?"

"Don't worry, although we really didn't find many things, but I think it's enough." Lao Zhou comforted: "Emotional dungeons don't need many props, and the more important thing is to be able to understand the emotional core of this dungeon. I think We've pretty much figured it out."

"I don't believe that any dungeon can pass the level with only one item!" The dimpled boy said unwillingly: "I don't think we can pass the level!"

"I think we can." Ji Xiao said in a deep voice.

Seeing that it was Ji Xiao who spoke, the dimpled boy closed his mouth and did not continue to argue.

But from his eyes, everyone can see that he still doesn't believe in being able to pass the level.

Lao Zhou can understand that, after all, the boy with dimples has relatively few dungeons, and he is still young, so he definitely doesn't want to die. He will inevitably be emotional, it doesn't matter, it will be fine until tomorrow night.

But Zhuang Yu thought of more. He learned from Ji Xiao that the boy with dimples had a special item in his hand, which could allow him to escape alone after other players died.

Now the dimpled boy has made it clear that he doesn't believe that other people can lead him through the level, so in order to leave this dungeon, he will probably do whatever it takes to make everyone else die and meet the conditions for using the props.

Zhuang Yu's sight became sharp.

Really? At that time, he will make a move no matter what. Even if the props of the dimpled boy hurt himself, he has to protect Ji Xiao.

"Let's have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow night will be a tough battle." Lao Zhou said slowly, "Whether you can escape from this dungeon depends on tomorrow night."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

After the meeting, everyone basically returned to their respective rooms to prepare for tomorrow night.

"Are you nervous?" Zhuang Yu asked.

"Nervous." Ji Xiao nodded.

"Are you also nervous?" Zhuang Yu seemed to have discovered a new world, he said narrowly, "Why didn't I see that you were nervous, worried that you wouldn't be able to pass the dungeon tomorrow?"

Ji Xiao shook his head.

"Then what are you worried about?" Zhuang Yu asked puzzled.

Ji Xiao took a deep look at Zhuang Yu, but didn't speak.

"What are you looking at me for?" Zhuang Yu felt very strange.

"It's nothing, go to bed early." Ji Xiao said lightly.

"What are you worried about, tell me quickly." The more Ji Xiao didn't say anything, the more curious Zhuang Yu became.

"You'll find out tomorrow night."

"Okay." After Ji Xiao said that, Zhuang Yu couldn't force him to ask further.

However, tomorrow night he can officially take off the player's clothes and meet everyone in the form of a boss.If he wants to transform, he must change in front of Ji Xiao!At that time, Ji Xiao will definitely be startled by himself, so? In this way, his task can be successfully completed.

Zhuang Yu was flattered about his own wishful thinking.

It was soon evening, and the target of Zhuang Yu's attack tonight was undoubtedly Lao Zhou.

It's not for anything else, he just wants to destroy all the props, so that tomorrow night, there will be no props that can resist his attack, so it will be more convenient for him to clean up the dimpled boy.

But today, Zhuang Yu still failed to go to work on time.

Nothing else, nothing like febrile illness.Because there is no money to eat in the dungeon, Mo Ruwen overeats every meal, and now he has finally suffered retribution, and suddenly started to have a stomachache in the middle of the night.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo", laying on the bed, weeping, clutching his stomach.

"I told you a long time ago that each meal should be rationed, don't eat so much, you won't listen, it's better now." Zhuang Yu sighed, and handed the stomach medicine he asked for from the proprietress to Mo Ruwen's hand.

Mo Ruwen swallowed the medicine with difficulty, and then continued to lie back on the bed crying: "Who knew that this dungeon was so realistic, even the stomachache was so real."

"Are you a fool?" Zhuang Yu rolled his eyes: "The body here is essentially your own. Do you think your stomach is someone else's just like your money?"

Then Zhuang Yu read the words "I really think so" from Mo Ruwen's face.

"Really? I've convinced you, let's have a longer memory in the future." Zhuang Yu reluctantly put the warm stickers that he also asked for from the proprietress on Mo Ruwen's body.

After more than half an hour, the stomach medicine began to take effect, and the warm patch also took effect.Mo Ruwen felt that his stomach didn't hurt so much, and with the warm paste, Mo Ruwen, who had been tossing for a long time, suddenly felt sleepy.

"I'm a little sleepy." Mo Ruwen's tone was sleepy.

You are finally sleepy! ! !

Zhuang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then go to sleep."

After hearing Zhuang Yu's words, Mo Ruwen plunged into the ocean of sleep.Soon, his breathing became even.

Finally, the roommate coaxed this? Zhuang Yu can start to work.

The dimpled boy in the next room is still hiding under the bed? This time? He has experience.

This ghost may not be dispatched on time at zero o'clock, he may deliberately delay the time to come out, the purpose is to catch the player by surprise.

Sure enough, under the bed? The dimpled boy, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, heard the sound of rain outside the window.

Fortunately, I have experience!The dimpled boy was secretly proud.

It's a pity that he was thinking too much, Zhuang Yu's working hours were controlled by Mo Ruwen, and he was late only because he wanted to put Mo Ruwen to sleep.

Zhuang Yu was also in a hurry to get off work early, he flew from the window to Lao Zhou's room, wanting to make a quick decision.

Old Zhou had already fallen asleep. After all, the ghost hadn't come to him for such a long time. He felt that the ghost was too lazy to do anything to him because of his age in this world, and he secretly rejoiced for a long time.

Unexpectedly, just the night before the end of the dungeon, the ghost actually attacked him.

Lao Zhou had just fallen into sleep, not dead enough, so when a gust of cold wind hit, he was awakened.

As soon as he woke up, he found that the ghost had rushed in front of him, and then turned his props into ashes.

Old Zhou: ...

This? It all happened so suddenly that he had no time to react.

In fact, Zhuang Yu was a little embarrassed to scare an older brother. The elder brother is not young, and he still needs to be frightened like this. What should he do if this scene becomes his nightmare in the future?

And this? Along the way, the eldest brother can be said to be benevolent to the players. He organized everyone, tried to bring everyone out, and kept cheering everyone up.So Zhuang Yu felt extremely sorry for him.

Zhuang Yu, who had no face to face Lao Zhou, turned around and flew out of Lao Zhou's room through the window after destroying the big brother's props without hesitation.

Moreover, inspired by yesterday's twin sisters, Zhuang Yu didn't forget to bring the window to Lao Zhou, which can be said to be a very considerate ghost.

This? A set of processes is smooth and smooth, from entering the room to destroying the props to leaving the room, it only takes 1 minute before and after.

If Lao Zhou had slept more deeply, he would have thought it was just a dream.

Lao Zhou sat on the bed with some doubts.

What face is he going to put on now, or should he do something?

Or... just continue to sleep.

So Lao Zhou turned over and continued to sleep.

The next morning, everyone came out of the room, and everyone slept soundly, except for the dimpled boy.

He was so angry that he wanted to scold the ghost. Originally, the ghost went to kill him for two days in a row. He thought the ghost was after him, so for the next two days, he was afraid to sleep.Who knew this? The ghost not only deliberately delayed the online time, but also shot him in the face and went to someone else.

But he didn't know, so he just dared to hide under the bed tremblingly, and didn't dare to come out to sleep until the rain stopped outside.

Zhuang Yu is also bad enough, he knows that the boy with dimples will definitely judge whether he will leave based on the fact that his appearance rained, so he deliberately manipulated his resentment to make the sky continue to rain after he went back to sleep, like this? Boys with dimples have to be on tenterhooks all the time.

This? I haven't slept well for two days, and the dimpled boy's complexion is extremely bad.

"What's wrong with you, didn't you sleep well?" My sister asked with concern.

The dimpled boy nodded haggardly.

"Don't worry too much." My sister comforted him.

The dimpled boy sighed, they didn't understand what happened to him!

"Why don't you go back to your room later? Sleep for a while, you won't be able to sleep tonight, everyone should go back to your room and get an early sleep," said Old Zhou.

"Yes." Everyone agreed.

Zhuang Yu ate in silence, he lowered his head to hide the smirk on the corner of his mouth.

Want to sleep?It also depends on whether he agrees or not.

Who said ghosts have to work at night?It's his death day soon, can't he work harder!

So when everyone finished their meal and was about to go back to their room to catch up on sleep, Zhuang Yu deliberately told Mo Ruwen that he was going to the bathroom, and then flew up to the rooftop to use his resentment to change the weather.

"Why is it raining suddenly?" My sister muttered and closed the window and drew the curtains at the same time.

"It's raining? Isn't it better in the rain? It's more comfortable to sleep in the dark." My sister said with a smile.

"You're right." My sister agreed.

Needless to say, Lao Zhou and Mo Ruwen, this? Both of them slept very well, and fell asleep before it rained. At this time, they even closed their eyes and didn't hear anything outside the window.

There was only the dimpled boy, who was sleepy to death at first, and was ready to sleep after getting into bed, but when he was a little drowsy, there was a loud noise of rain outside the window, and a strong wind directly blew the window open, and the raindrops that came in smashed On his face, the cold touch woke him up instantly.

Damn, why is it raining at noon? It's raining! ! !

The dimpled boy sat up in fright. He immediately took out his mobile phone and started looking through the weather forecast, wanting to know if it was because of the weather.

It's a pity that he was disappointed. The weather forecast showed that it would be sunny today.

If the boy with dimples still has a faint hope at this time, hope that it will rain? It is because the weather forecast is wrong. After all, the weather forecast is often inaccurate.

But in the next second, a red figure appeared in front of his window, which made him completely desperate.

This? Why the fuck do ghosts go to work during the day?Can't play anymore!

Zhuang Yu: Why is the day not the day, as long as I want to go to work, I will turn the sky into black, so that it is night!

The dimpled boy is already having a nervous breakdown. He hasn't had a good night's sleep for two nights, and he's already too sleepy.He had already given birth to the idea of ​​despair, it would be better to die with this ghost, than to be slowly tortured to death by him.

The dimpled boy grabbed the necklace on his chest, planning to use the necklace to seriously injure the ghost when Zhuang Yu rushed over later.

If the ghost insists on killing himself even though he is seriously injured, that's fine, at least in this way, the ghost won't even want to live!

The dimpled boy made up his mind. He held the necklace and looked out the window firmly.

Zhuang Yu understood his plan from the dimpled boy's movements and his expression.

Want to die with yourself?He deserves it too?

Zhuang Yu just wanted to keep the dimpled boy from sleeping, he didn't want to put himself in it.

So he confronted the dimpled boy from afar, wearing down his will bit by bit.

Anyway, he has slept well these two days, he has a lot of energy and the dimpled boy is exhausted.

As time passed bit by bit, the dimpled boy gradually couldn't hold on anymore. After all, he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and he really couldn't stand it if he had to maintain this high-intensity spirit. .

"Come here!" The dimpled boy couldn't help yelling hysterically: "Come here if you have the ability!"

Zhuang Yu sounded a little funny.

If you let me go, I will go there, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me!

I won't go there!consume you!

At this moment, Zhuang Yu felt that someone was walking towards the dimpled boy's room. It should be that Ji Xiao was coming back.

Zhuang Yu didn't want the boy with dimples to sleep, but he had to let Ji Xiao sleep well.

So one second before Ji Xiao opened the door, Zhuang Yu flashed and disappeared.

When Ji Xiao came in, what he saw was the dimpled boy holding the necklace and staring at the air outside the window.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Xiao asked suspiciously.

"That ghost came to me just now, right outside the window!" the dimpled boy said angrily.

"No way, how could ghosts come during the day." Ji Xiao said.

"He's really here, he was just outside the window!" The dimpled boy rubbed his head and broke down: "Why is he staring at me! Why! What did I do wrong!"

"It's okay, you can sleep well." Ji Xiao walked into the room and closed the window.

Seeing Ji Xiao come back, the boy with dimples felt supported, and he gradually felt at ease.After relaxing, he soon fell asleep.

Because he hadn't had a good night's sleep for two days, the dimpled boy slept soundly.

"Are you still awake?" Ji Xiao asked tentatively.

What responded to him was the sound of steady breathing, which showed that the boy with dimples had completely fallen asleep.

Ji Xiao took out something from his pocket, and walked slowly towards the dimpled boy.

When everyone woke up, it was already dinner time.

The proprietress's craftsmanship is still so good, but she seems to have something on her mind. When she was cleaning the dishes, there seemed to be a layer of melancholy on her brows, and she didn't smile the whole night?

The players knew in their hearts that this was because the proprietress had a heavy heart because she thought that she was going to visit the boy's grave tonight.

Tonight will also be their official confrontation with ghosts, and they are fully prepared.Whether this dungeon can successfully escape depends on tonight.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms.

They want to go back to the room to take a good rest and make final preparations.

Soon, it was eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark?

At this moment, everyone received a text message on their mobile phones, which was sent by Lao Zhou who was in charge of following the proprietress.

Lao Zhou: The proprietress has gone out.

Everyone understood and quietly opened the door, and followed behind the proprietress.

It was very dark, only the proprietress held a flashlight in her hand, which was the only light source at night.With this beam of light from the proprietress, everyone will not lose her direction.

Everyone tiptoed to keep a certain distance from the proprietress.

Fortunately, the proprietress's hotel is built on a mountain in the outskirts, and there are plants or boulders everywhere nearby, which can be used by players to cover their bodies.

But also because it is on the mountain, the road is very rugged. In addition, the road is invisible at night, and everyone is advancing in bumps and bumps. If you are not careful, you will accidentally fall down.It also makes the players miserable.

"Do you want me to say that this dungeon is actually a force value dungeon? This? It's too strenuous." Mo Ruwen gasped and whispered.

His words were agreed by the twin sisters. The three of them were the weakest in physical strength. After walking such a difficult mountain road for more than half an hour, they couldn't hold on anymore.

"Hold on." Zhuang Yu took Mo Ruwen's arm and led him away.

Zhuang Yu and Ji Xiao have the best physical strength. Although Lao Zhou is the oldest, he has rich experience. The three of them are relatively easy to handle. The dimpled boy is actually quite tired, but he doesn't want to lose face, so he also Without making a sound, he followed along.

Just when Mo Ruwen was about to hang his whole body on Zhuang Yu, the proprietress finally arrived.

Everyone carefully hid behind a big rock to observe the movements of the proprietress.

She walked into a cemetery area. Among the many tombs, there was one tomb that attracted everyone's attention.

The other graves had only bare headstones, but that one had a ring of flowers around it, and it looked like spring.Among them are the hibiscus flowers that have withered.

It can be seen that this grave belongs to the boy who committed suicide.

The proprietress walked over with a small basket. She squatted down in front of the tombstone, and took out the cakes she had made one by one and placed them in front of the tombstone.

Then light the incense and paper money, and the face of the proprietress reflected by the fire is full of sadness.

"Ah Sheng, I came to see you again. Another year has passed, and you are still so good-looking. I'm getting old." The proprietress stroked the photo on the tombstone and murmured, "I don't know how long I can come again. This time, really? I hope that when I die, I can see you immediately."

"I brought you a new pastry this year. A boy who looks like you ate it. He said it was delicious. I think you will like it too."

"Ah Sheng, my legs and feet are getting worse and worse. It took me so long to come here this time. Hey, I'm still old after all."

"Ah Sheng, are you happy to have hibiscus flowers with you? This? It's your favorite flower."

"Ah Sheng, I miss you."