I was forced to work part-time after disguising as an NPC [Unlimited]

Chen Li couldn't remember what happened next. He felt like a small boat bobbing on the waves, and he could only follow the rough waves and drift with the current.

Finally at dawn, the tsunami subsided, and he completely lost consciousness.

It was already afternoon when he regained some consciousness again, and he felt that dishonest hands had been bullying him, interrupting his already restless sleep.

Chen Li closed his eyes and slapped the dishonest hand on his waist, Fu Moyan turned around and grabbed his hand to play with.

As if it wasn't enough, he put his hand to his mouth, and bit his fingers carefully.

A small electric current swept through his body, and now he was completely awake, Chen Li opened his eyes helplessly: "I'm hungry."

His voice was still slightly hoarse, as if he was aggrieved.

Then he felt himself being held back by the bad guy again.

Chen Li blinked in disbelief, recalling what he said just now, and didn't understand which word made the evil spirit react.

Fortunately, the evil ghost still has a conscience, so he didn't touch him again, he grabbed him and kissed him contentedly, then got up: "I'll go prepare breakfast for you."

After recovering his memory, he became even more difficult to resist, and Chen Li began to miss the evil ghost who could blush before.

The breakfast was not a rich one. In order to take care of his tired body all night, all the light things were put on the table.

Fu Moyan scooped rice porridge for him with his upper body on his back, and his back was full of scratches from the kitten last night.

He wants to keep things that can be recovered instantly with ghost power, as if he has accumulated some great merit.

Chen Li blushed and cursed in a low voice: "Rogue."

Fu Moyan handed him the porridge with just the right temperature, and his voice impliedly warned: "Don't hire me again."

Chen Li: ...who recruited you! ?

Angrily, he swallowed a big mouthful of porridge, the dense taste was mixed with uncooked rice grains at 01:30, and the overly greasy sweetness exploded on the taste buds.

With a gurgle, the porridge was swallowed.

He stared blankly at the bowl in his hand. There was white and tender porridge in the white porcelain blue and white bowl. It seemed that the consistency was just right, and the appearance alone made people feel that it was a very standard bowl of porridge.

Chen Li even wondered if there was something wrong with his taste buds, so he looked sideways at Fu Moyan.

The man was looking at him expectantly with an inscrutable expression on his face.

Like a big dog waiting to be praised.

It is self-evident who made this porridge.

Chen Li was in a very complicated mood, and he didn't expect that Fu Moyan was not good at it.

He was able to do everything in an orderly manner when his deacon was embarrassed before, and he almost thought he was omnipotent.

Fu Moyan, who couldn't wait for a response for a long time, decided to take the initiative and asked with a low cough, pretending not to care, "Is it good?"

Chen Li raised his head and showed him a sweet smile, and handed out the bowl like an angel——

"Drink and see for yourself."

"..."

Silence, still silence.

Fu Moyan's originally smiling expression disappeared completely after taking a big mouthful of his own porridge, and he put down the bowl expressionlessly.

Chen Li couldn't help but just wanted to comfort him, when the will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited on the table in front of him. After a few moments, even the bowl was destroyed, and the table was clean as if the light dishes on the table just now were an illusion.

A gurgle sounded softly from Chen Li's stomach.

Fu Mozhen was in a hurry for a moment, and his face was very calm: "I'll ask someone to do it."

As soon as the words were finished, a few half-waist-high paper figurines ran in humming.

They were quickly re-served. Chen Li looked at their busy figures. They were obviously such permeable little things, but thinking that Fu Moyan had pinched them, he unexpectedly became pleasing to the eye.

Thinking of this, Chen Li finally remembered 001 who had been forgotten all night. He stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Fu Moyan's clothes.

"Did you give me the system?"

Fu Moyan gave him porridge again, and nodded indifferently when he heard the words: "Well, it's that little thing in my brain that often talks to you."

Chen Li was curious: "So you already knew."

"I can feel it, but I'm not interested in eavesdropping on other people's speech." Fu Mozhen replied casually, and couldn't help twirling his fingers around Chen Li's messy hair when he woke up.

Chen Li obviously heard 001 breathe a sigh of relief in his head, and he seemed to be making a beeping sound.

He pretended not to hear very understandingly.

While eating this lunch, a person who had just opened the meat and was full of energy couldn't help but want to come up and hug him.

Chen Li mercilessly took it away. In order to prevent him from saying anything brazen, Chen Li blushed and changed the subject: "My NPC task panel cannot be opened in this instance, do you know the reason?"

Fu Moyan restrained himself a bit, and still played with his hand: "There is a problem with the horror game."

Even though he had expected it, Chen Li was still surprised.

Fu Moyan continued: "It's unclear exactly what will happen, but I suspect that it has been hidden for so many years and may have to launch some kind of action. I just took advantage of the loophole to become the hidden BOSS of this instance."

Chen Li: "Hidden BOSS? I thought you would be the final BOSS of this dungeon."

"It's the high priest." A chill flashed in Fu Moyan's eyes, "Do you want to go down the mountain?"

He just happened to have a bill to settle.

Although it was true that he had made a deal with the high priest, he promised that he would send the Holy Son up, but he actually used such a rough method.

Originally, he didn't intend to let him live, but the moment he learned that the little lamb was tied up through the paper figurine, he almost wiped out the entire town below.

Stupid crap.

Fu Moyan withdrew his killing intent, lowered his eyes and put a hand that was one size smaller than himself to his mouth and took a bite.

Chen Li stared at him, and was about to withdraw his hand when he felt a kiss on the palm of his hand, his face turned even redder, and he hurriedly responded: "Go down the mountain, go down the mountain now!"

He had a strong premonition that if he stayed here, he would be bullied by bad guys again.

And he still has a lot to figure out.

Fu Mozhang let go of his hand, hugged his waist instead, leaned close to his ear and said, "Let's go and kill those players who bully you, shall we?"

Those silver-gray pupils had undisguisedly turned into vertical pupils after last night, no different from a beast.

Then he was slapped on the head.

Chen Li was a little angry: "You can't kill people."

Fu Moyan looked down at him, and after making sure that there was no fear of his own cruelty in his eyes, his mood became very good, and his tone was slightly relaxed: "But they probably won't survive these two days."

"why?"

Fu Moyan: "This dungeon is divided into two modes, one is the easy mode and the other is the hard mode. They are destined to go to the hard mode before you go up the mountain. Do you remember the day when you came back from Zhou's house?"

Chen Li nodded with lingering fear in his heart: "Well, after the sacrifices are gone, the people in the town have become very strange, as if they have gone crazy."

If it wasn't for the ghost bus that came out to help at that time, he almost couldn't escape.

Fu Moyan: "It's a ghost."

"Ghost?" Chen Li tilted his head slightly.

"90.00% of the NPCs who die in vain in horror games will turn into ghosts, and this town has had the custom of offering sacrifices many years ago. How many innocent people did you say were killed in this? People have become ghosts?" Fu Moyan guided step by step.

Chen Li was thoughtful: "In fact, there is nothing in the shrine to protect them from the beginning to the end. It is just wishful thinking of the townspeople and the high priest who deceived them."

Fu Moyan rubbed his head as a reward: "It's really smart."

But since this is the case, the high priest only needs to find sacrifices to pretend to be a ritual to consolidate his status. Why do he deliberately lie that he needs a holy son or a holy woman, and these holy sons and saints who have been exalted are still missing. Replacement.

There must be other tricks in it.

Thinking of the strange emotions hidden in the high priest's eyes looking at him several times, Chen Li felt a little creepy.

He raised his head and looked at Fu Moyan: "Let's go down the mountain now, I want to visit the town."

Obviously, he was the one who proposed to go down the mountain at the beginning, but Fu Moyan was still a little dissatisfied: "Want to save them?"

Chen Li shook his head, blinked his eyes and his voice became quieter: "No...they bully me, I want to scare them."

Fu Mozhen stopped talking, and Chen Li was a little uneasy: "Am I too bad?"

"No." Fu Moyan said in a deep voice, "It's too cute."

After speaking, he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed him.

The sound of sticky water reappeared in the room, occasionally mixed with a few weak and pitiful whimpers.

Not knowing why the situation turned out like this in the end, Chen Li braked in time when he was abducted to the bed and bit his tongue.

The fishy and sweet smell spread from the place where the two people's lips and tongues met. Fu Moyan, like a traveler who was about to die of thirst, grasped the last trace of rain, and reluctantly swept it around before letting go.

I don't know if it was influenced by the last dungeon, but Chen Li didn't find it strange to drink Fu Moyan's blood, and subconsciously swallowed it.

After realizing what he had done, he was so frightened that he buried himself in the quilt again like a little ostrich, and apologized sullenly: "Yes, I'm sorry."

There was still some excitement in Fu Mozhen's eyes: "Did you know that for evil spirits, the blood on the tip of the tongue is the blood of essence?"

Swallowing the blood from the tip of his tongue like this is almost the same as showing love boldly.

It was just such a sentence, and after half an hour of coaxing him, he finally got the little ostrich up from the bed.

Angrily, Chen Li completely revealed his original arrogant side after confirming the relationship, and raised his foot to kick him: "It's all your fault."

"Well, it's all my fault." Fu Moyan took his white and tender feet and carefully put on his shoes and socks.

Chen Li took the opportunity to make a request: "Don't kiss me casually in the future."

Fu Moyan put on new clothes for him, his tone unchanged and his attitude firm: "No."

Only this cannot be compromised.

Chen Li, who was wrapped in a loose robe, stretched out two fingers and grabbed the corner of his clothes with difficulty, and said softly, "Then, next time you kiss me, tell me in advance, so that I will be mentally prepared gone."

"Okay." Fu Mozhen lowered his head, "I apply to kiss you now."

"......Well!"

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