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

In the dark room, a few rays of moonlight fell, bringing faint light.

The blood-stained prosthetics in front of his eyes were terribly real in appearance and touch. After spending most of the day building his mind, Chen Li picked them up, and his face was smeared with blood plasma a few times.

Intentionally or unintentionally, one of the bloodstains lightly crossed the end of his eyes, making the already meandering facial features even more fragile.

After standing in front of the mirror for 10 minutes, Chen Li was very satisfied with his current appearance: 【System, I look scary like this, right? 】

001 bit the bullet and read without emotion: [Well, it's so scary, Kayako is reborn. 】

If you let it out so ignorantly, you might be eaten in one bite.

Another tall figure appeared in the mirror, the visitor surrounded him from behind, and said in a low tone, "It's very fierce, very scary, remember to use the method I taught you to scare people."

His eyes were slightly soft, and his words were far more sincere than the system.

The lamb was so excited that its invisible tail was about to rise.

Fu Moyan took the opportunity to squeeze his hands on his waist, and asked while eating tofu, "You really don't need me to accompany you?"

Chen Li nodded affirmatively: "Didn't you already give me a token to ward off evil spirits?"

Thinking of this, he took it out again to confirm the side, looked at the red cloth in his hand, blushed slightly, and asked with some suspicion: "Why does the token have to be a red hijab?"

Fu Moyan was serious: "The more festive things are, the more frightening ghosts are, and you must keep them close to your body."

"Oh." Chen Li no longer doubted, he put the red cloth back on his chest trustingly, and patted it as if confirming.

Watching someone cheat the host with such a shameless face without changing his face, especially after learning that he was the one who created himself, 001 felt more and more unable to bear to look directly at him.

It's obviously just some ghost power attached to it, but in fact, even if you don't give anything to it, there will be no ghosts without eyes.

After all, the current host is contaminated with the breath of the ghost king inside and out.

...

It was already night when they descended from the temple. The paper people carried Chen Li to the entrance of the town in a sedan chair, and the dark clouds covered the crescent moon at some point.

Chen Li tugged at his collar uncomfortably to cover up an excessive tooth mark.

He was supposed to come down after dinner this afternoon, but he was bullied by Fu Mozhen for a while, and it was late at night by accident.

The hijab hidden on his chest was close to his skin, which reassured him a lot. After getting out of the sedan chair carefully, he said thank you softly to the paper people.

The paper people twittered and ran away, covering their faces in embarrassment.

Chen Li rolled his eyes and showed a slight smile before looking at Zhenzi.

There was no one on the street, and it was so quiet that there was no wind.

In order to boost his courage, while talking to the system, Chen Li went deep into the town, obviously the scenery he had already seen, but it seemed particularly intrusive in the night.

"Shh, shh, don't cry, don't cry."

Suddenly, a mother and son came out from the corner of the alley. The mother was dressed in rags and hugged the baby in her arms. When she saw Chen Li, she raised her head and smiled: "Do you think my baby is cute?"

Such a person suddenly appeared at such a time, no matter how I thought about it, I felt something was wrong.

Chen Li shivered and pointed forward with the lantern, but there was nothing on the ground except his shadow.

The female ghost's smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally the corners of her mouth reached her ears: "My child, why are you here?"

After she finished speaking, she dropped the baby in her hand, and the swaddling baby rolled around on the ground, revealing the white skull inside.

There are obvious beast bite marks on the skull.

001 is conscientious: [This is a ghost that has been wandering for more than ten years. The sacrifice is this woman's child. After the child was selected as a sacrifice and sent up the mountain, the mother went crazy and ran up the mountain while no one was paying attention, but All that was found was a small body torn apart by wild beasts, and she killed herself. 】

Speaking of this, 001 couldn't help but bawled: [The high priest said it was God's will to find sacrifices, but in fact, he was looking for vulnerable groups in the town. Everyone here is a victim, and everyone is a perpetrator. 】

Chen Li was stiff all over: [The situation seems a little wrong now? 】

Why did she call herself a child...

001 thought for a while: [Maybe you are too much like a cub and treat you as a child. 】

Chen Li: 【...You know I'm an adult, right? 】

Seeing that the female ghost was getting closer, he turned around and ran away.

The female ghost cried miserably: "My child! My child! Don't take my child away!"

Even so, she dared not come any closer.

Because Chen Li was tainted with an aura that made her feel extremely frightened, this instinctive suppression came from the bottom of her heart, if it weren't for the distorted maternal love, she would not get close, she was like a mouse in the gutter, with long black hair Covering his eyes with his hair, he slowly disappeared from his figure.

Chen Li ran out of breath: [Is she gone? 】

001 hesitated for a moment: [Leave. 】

Chen Lihou looked back in fear, and there was nothing behind him. He raised his head and realized that he had already run to the gate of the High Priest's mansion without knowing it, and the lantern hanging at the gate flickered for some reason.

【Is the high priest in there? 】

001 scanned around: [Not here, but those players are. 】

Chen Li wiped away the tears that were almost frightened, and took out the artificial limb he had prepared from the system space: [Guide the way! 】

Compared to pretending to be a ghost to scare people, he looked more like he was being bullied.

001 didn't dare to say this, it concentrated on showing the way: [It's on the second floor. 】

This mansion has a second floor, but Chen Li never went there once when he lived here as the Son of God. He walked up the wooden stairs without hesitation, and occasionally a piece of wood that he stepped on made a rotten creaking sound.

All of a sudden his location was exposed.

The players hiding in the room like frightened quails exchanged horrified glances. Among them, a female player with the worst psychological quality covered her ears and screamed in a low voice: "Ghost! It's a ghost!"

"Shut up!" The man in the floral shirt glared at her, "I should have offered you as a sacrifice if I knew it earlier."

They have been chased by the ghosts who attacked indiscriminately in the town for a whole day, and they finally hid here just now, their faces that should be torn were also torn, and a male player who reacted slowly was directly bitten by the ghosts. broken pieces.

The escape had made them exhausted, but they had no choice but to keep getting up and running away. This room had no windows, and the only way out was to go out through the door.

Regardless of the female player's desperate struggle, the man in the flowered shirt threw her straight out the door, making sure that there was no scream other than the dull sound of falling to the ground, and then the man in the flowered shirt walked out with confidence.

While the other players despised his actions, they followed him out, and the player who fell to the ground so frightened that his hands and feet were numb got up with his hands and feet: "Wait for me, don't abandon me!"

It's a pity that they didn't know that Chen Li had the cheating device of the system, no matter where they hid, he could keep up with them, and finally caught up with them around a corner.

The moment they saw Chen Li's face clearly, the players immediately recognized that this was the unlucky Son who was pushed out by them, and the atmosphere of panic stopped.

At first they thought they were being chased by a fierce tiger, but what actually appeared in front of them was a milk cat with fried fur.

Chen Li tilted his head, recalling how Fu Moyan taught him by hand on the bed, and imitated waving the severed limb in his hand: "Oh!"

Super fierce.jpg! ! !

However, there was no sound of the horror value rising from the system.

Chen Li felt quite disappointed, and he stared "fiercely" at the few humans in front of him.

Could it be that his voice was too low just now?

Chen Li couldn't help but waved the props in his hand again, with genuine confusion on his face: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"An NPC who is weak enough to be calculated." The man in the floral shirt suddenly said, with contempt on his face at some point, "So what if he turned into a ghost and came to claim his life?"

He grimaced and thought, if he can kill this NPC once, he can kill him a second time!

The other players looked at him in disbelief.

So who was the one who was chased away with them just now? !

The man in the flowered shirt couldn't continue, just when he was about to take out the props, the sound of footsteps came from the end of Yousen Corridor again.

Boom, thump, thump.

The intentionally heavy footsteps sounded extremely oppressive, like an invisible hand clenched their throats instantly, and fear climbed into their hearts little by little, turbulent inside.

Except for one person who feels nothing.

Even if he didn't look back, Chen Li knew who was coming, and he said with unconscious grievances: "They are not afraid of me."

Fu Moyan, who came slowly, glanced at the opposite side with a half-smile, "Oh?"

Killing intent flashed across the silver pupils.

He raised his hand and rubbed Chen Li's forehead hair: "I'm afraid, you are so fierce, how could they not be afraid."

When the last word fell, silent coercion spread, and all the players on the opposite side knelt down trembling.

Fu Moyan's tone was sincere: "Look, I was just trying to keep my mouth shut just now."

The smell of fishy dryness suddenly filled the air.

Chen Li looked at the flowered shirt in surprise, suspicious water stains flowed from his crotch.

"Hey." Chen Li turned his face away with some disgust.

He didn't expect that he would be so fierce in pretending to be a ghost, scaring everyone to pee.

001: [Terror value +10+10+10...]

The other players didn't expect that the most arrogant and experienced man in the flower shirt would be frightened into such an ugly appearance, and they all walked away from him without a trace.

The original contemptuous expression of the flower shirt was half stiff, and suddenly turned into shame and fear, which looked particularly distorted.

Who knows who was the first to recognize Fu Moyan's face from the darkness, the sound of the system broadcasting the horror value was obviously accelerated a little.

It was the first time to get so many horror points at once, and Chen Li was a little overwhelmed. He looked at the man as if asking for help.

Fu Moyan thought about it, it's so cute.

After admiring how the little guy relied on him for a while, Fu Moyan looked at the group of players who were trembling like alms: "Go away?"

The feeling that the heart was about to explode and die at any time was relaxed, and they didn't even have time to think about why humans colluded with NPCs in the first place, and they just turned around and ran away for their lives.

The man in the floral shirt didn't stop panting until he ran out of sight of them, his face as black as a pan: "Then, that lunatic...who touched my shoulder, is it dead?!"

The player running in the same direction as him turned around and stared at the pale, swollen hand on his shoulder in horror: "But, but none of us is behind you?"

The anger of the man in the flowered shirt suddenly froze, and a trace of cold air penetrated from the soles of his feet to his brain.

A smiling face floated in his ear, and the female ghost asked sullenly, "Have you seen my child?"

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