Push the ghost talker back

After the system was silent for two seconds, it recited several rules of "do your best to cooperate with the host", and went to Jack's room to read it.

Jack let the housekeeper push the things in and quickly threw him out, taking off his trousers again.

And when he put on his pants, the earl was in a black screen.

The count tilted his head with his chin propped on one hand, silently looking at the head of the two-headed baby floating in front of him.The heads of the two Caucasian babies connected together are very strange, and the eyes are so big that they occupy half of the face.As soon as Jack put on his pants, there was nothing in those four eyes, just blackness.

Earl: "...what happened?"

He regretted killing that woman prematurely, otherwise there would be someone to chat with him to relieve boredom when the screen was black.The count looked at the two-headed baby, and gradually clenched his right hand. The royal blue gemstone ring on his little finger hurt his hand.

If Jack was standing in front of him right now, this man should have died a thousand or eight hundred times.

Fortunately, Jack's face appeared again in the eyes of the two-headed baby, but Jack took a clip to clamp his nose, his expression was distorted, and he spoke in a low voice:

"Master, I confess to you! A Chinese just gave me hot pot!"

"...I can't stand the smell."

It took Jack a long time to find the clamp to clamp his nose.

At this time, the Earl's furious emotions reached a peak and then suddenly fell down like a roller coaster. Forget it, you are just an idiot, why bother.

"I see, you have to get along well with others and accept their kindness, so that you can do more things conveniently."

After all, the count suppressed a thought that he had thought about for a long time.

He wanted to change the place for that eye.

At first he wanted the blood-red eyes to appear in Jack's palm, but Jack said that senior Xiaotao had the ability to detect the aura of demons, so he refused desperately and insisted on growing the eyes on his thighs.

"How hidden is the thigh here, I believe Senior Xiaotao won't take off my pants!"

So much so that when he first tried to make contact, Jack's first words were always:

"Master, my pants are off, we can start!"

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Lu Mingran sat in the room cooking vegetables while waiting for news from the system. About half an hour later, the news came one after another. Lu Mingran hummed a song and pulled in hairy belly, mutton rolls, luncheon meat, etc. one by one, and enjoyed it.

At this time, Jack also vomited upstairs.

After eating the last bite of meat and touching his regrown hair contentedly, Lu Mingran felt that his life had reached its peak.

Night came as expected.

Everyone who just finished the task was physically and mentally exhausted, and Lu Mingran was the same, he fell asleep and dreamed as soon as he touched the pillow on the bed.

In the dream, Lu Mingran dreamed that he was expelled from the university, and returned to his alma mater to study again from the second year of high school. He was late on the day of registration.For some reason, the school building of my alma mater has become a rural house made of bricks.

He realized something was wrong but couldn't do anything, he followed the will of the dream and sat in the classroom as a matter of course.

until--

Until he opened the tin pencil case, he saw a black pen cap.It is a very common gel pen cap, and it is reasonable to appear on students' desks.

But as soon as Lu Mingran saw it, a thought immediately popped into his mind: "I am in a dream."

"I'm in a dream!"

The idea was getting stronger and stronger, as if someone was urging him to regain his self-awareness.He struggled and sat up suddenly.

woke up.Lu Mingran saw the housekeeper push the door open, he opened the heavy curtains to let the morning sun shine in.

"That's your anchor in the dream, host." The system said, "People who have lucid dreams will have their own anchor in their dreams, and use it to remind themselves that they are in a dream."

anchor?After washing up, Lu Mingran was about to learn more about his anchor when there was a knock on the door.

Jack stood outside the door, maintaining a gentleman's smile: "Ran, thank you for the hot pot you gave me yesterday."

"Why are you being polite!"

Lu Mingran ignored the angry eyes of the other party, grabbed his shoulder and went downstairs together.

Downstairs, other members were already sitting on the sofa, a total of 19 people.Some looked at the spot where their dead teammates used to sit and let out small sighs.

Lu Mingran glanced at it, and soon saw that Cheng Yungui's complexion was very bad, and he was restless.

Because Cheng Yungui got two dice, and they also have a name: "Dusk of Resentment."

In the previous world, Cheng Yungui, as the hero of the strange story, triggered the hidden script play. He saw the twin sisters playing the role of a pair of siblings named Nilere. As wizards, they were burned alive.

After going through all kinds of dangers, each of Nilere's siblings dropped a dice, the elder sister's was red, and the younger brother's was black.

This is the first step towards fantasy in this article.The hero got what the devil count fears the most.Once the earl learned that Cheng Yungui had the resentment of the Nilairs, the confrontation between the three camps officially kicked off. Ghosts and the like were used to level up and pick up props. Fight with the living.

At this time, Cheng Yungui hadn't realized what he was holding, and was in deep distress.

Lu Mingran let go of Jack, and went to find Cheng Yungui.Along the way he could feel Jack's inquiring eyes lingering on the two of them.

At this time, the news that Cheng Yungui was selected to participate in the script of Lone Wolf's Heart had already spread, and the atmosphere in the hall was a bit strange. There was sympathy and inexplicable jealousy in the eyes looking at Cheng Yungui—this was Xiaotao's story that day. What he was worried about, it was dangerous to cooperate with Lone Wolf Heart, but it also showed that the system recognized Cheng Yungui's ability.

Xiao Tao has stayed here for ten years and has seen too many things.For the people here, he is a reassurance, an elder brother that everyone can rely on.

At this moment, after realizing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, senior Xiaotao just tapped the edge of the bowl lightly with a silver spoon, and some people quickly swallowed back what they shouldn't have said.

Lu Mingran sat next to Cheng Yungui and gave him spiritual support.

Cheng Yungui whispered: "Ming Ran, come to my room after breakfast, I have something to tell you."

"Ah."

When speaking, Lu Mingran noticed Jack's staring gaze, feeling a little displeased.

In the morning, we all had breakfast together in the dining room.During the meeting, Xiaotao mentioned the matter of Cheng Yun's return, and said in a deep voice:

"Do you have any good suggestions?"

"I think if you want to save your life, you can only continue to enter the practice copy in the past two days."

It was Meng Ling, the sobbing girl from yesterday who was talking. Although she was sometimes emotionally unstable, she usually hit the nail on the head when she spoke, and she wouldn't talk nonsense.

Immediately, someone said dejectedly: "The practice copy is not free, it needs money. As far as I know, everyone has no money."

Yes, there is currency in circulation in this world, money from the Heaven and Earth Bank.

Lu Mingran lowered his head and tore the bread, as expected, he heard the words that Jack suddenly raised his voice:

"Oh, my dear friends!"

After attracting everyone's attention, Jack cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I still have money to lend to Mr. Cheng."

He has a ghost money, which is the mission fund allocated to him by the earl later.

But the matter was finalized like this. After breakfast, Lu Mingran looked at Jack and knew that he was going to go back and take off his pants to contact the Earl for money.

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Cheng Yungui's room is at the highest floor, 605, and he is the only one living on that floor.Compared with Lu Mingran's room, Cheng Yungui's room is much simpler and cleaner. He has strong mental power, so he doesn't need to stick post-it notes everywhere.

Lu Mingran walked in after Cheng Yungui, and saw him take out two dice, one black and one red, from his pocket.

"This is what I got from the last dungeon."

Cheng Yungui sat down and stroked these two things: "They gave me a very bad feeling, but my intuition tells me that I have to hold these two dice."

"You're just too tired, you need a good rest."

Lu Mingran pulled a chair over and sat down. He rested his chin on the back of the chair, looked at Cheng Yungui's face seriously and spoke.

In the novel, the two have gone through life and death together many times, and almost never talked like this.The sun was shining outside the window, and the room was clean. Everything seemed to be the way it was in college, boring and peaceful.

But the state of mind of the two has long been different from before.Especially Cheng Yungui, who once witnessed Bai Yueguang's car accident and thought that he could no longer bear death, who would have thought that he is now accustomed to the color of blood and farewell.

If Cheng Yungui deviates from the main line, it won't be long before senior Xiaotao and Ming Ran will die in the scheme of the master's faction.

It was a campus dungeon, those people used the body of an old friend of Senior Xiao Tao as bait to kill him, and Ming Ran, before he died, knocked on the bed board with his last breath, reminding the lower bunk Cheng Yun to return home quickly Fleeing, blood fell drop by drop on Cheng Yungui's face along the cracks in the bed boards.

The purpose of the author's arrangement of these plots is to increase Cheng Yungui's hatred and make him understand that the earl is not a good person, but the master's faction is also hypocritical, so he can only stand on his own and create his own third camp.

So it is better to return to the main line, even if he is forever reincarnated in one horror story after another, at least, by his side, he will always be accompanied by his best friend.

I will return senior Xiaotao and Mingran to you, and let them stay with you forever.

Lu Mingran reached out and grabbed the two dice, and threw them into the drawer.

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At noon, Jack came out of the room feeling refreshed. Lu Mingran, who bumped into him, knew that the funds had already been obtained when he saw him like this.

Jack remembered yesterday's hot pot revenge, stepped forward and said to Lu Mingran: "Today I will treat you to hot pot!"

For the one with a lot of meat, you eat it first, and I eat the hot pot later.

"No, thank you."

Lu Mingran resolutely wanted to escape, but Jack really held grudges, and now that he had money in his hand, he became more courageous in doing things.

Jack blocked Lu Mingran's way, and said with a smile:

"Ran, I heard that he selected you as his teammate. It just so happens that I'm going to enter a practice instance recently. I can take you with me in a two-player game."

It sounds like pie in the sky.Anyone who listened to it would have to praise Jack for being a good man.

But Lu Mingran knew very well that Jack definitely wanted to take this opportunity to punish him.

So Lu Mingran repeatedly refused, Jack repeatedly invited, and finally they went to the hall lingeringly. Xiao Tao, who was reading a book, disliked their quarrel, and made a final decision:

"Ming Ran, you have teammates to help you, you should be grateful and cherish, go."

Backed up, Jack laughed miserably.

Ah, very good.

Lu Mingran also laughed.

I wanted to let you go... Since you are so hot on your heels, I have no choice but to let you experience the mysterious oriental power.

"System, I don't want any money left from him."

"what?"

The system was frightened: "Are you going to steal money?"

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"Please pay... After the payment is completed, the practice copy is opening!"

"Loading complete!"

The practice room is in the basement, and the light is dim, which is very suitable for people to fall asleep.Lu Mingran and Jack each lay on the same bed, and soon fell asleep.

When the dream first begins, the person in the dream is unconscious and has no control over his body, and bystanders usually watch the development of the plot.

Lu Mingran saw a car parked in front of an ancient house.He hummed and carried the luggage from the trunk by himself, while a woman with a hot figure was leaning against the car door, rolling her eyes non-stop.

"Dad, really, he called us back again..."

"Wife, my father is old and confused. You are old, please be more considerate."

My wife was about to cry out of anger: "No, the point is that our old house is haunted!"

It is said that someone is singing an opera at night, and occasionally a woman's face can be seen in the ancient well at home.

Lu Mingran carried his luggage, and coaxed his wife into the door with all his words.This is a very old old house, and there are two stone lions standing at the door.

In the courtyard, the old father was sitting on a small bench by the door, the raindrops on the eaves were falling drop by drop in front of him, he looked outside, his eyes lost.

wife.Father.Lu Mingran couldn't see the faces of these two people clearly, vaguely, Lu Mingran remembered a sentence his mother said to him:

"People's dreams are always at night, because the world in the dream is the underworld. Also, the people in the dream have no face, because they are all ghosts."

Mother?What mother?

After a brief return of consciousness, Lu Mingran was dragged back into the dreamland again.He squatted in front of his old father and shouted:

"father!"

The old man was hard of hearing, he hummed and chirped, and then Lu Mingran heard the sound of a new car stopping at the door.

Now Lu Mingran could see the face of the visitor clearly, it was a foreigner, beside him, a girl was holding his arm affectionately.

"Hey, Dad's foreign son-in-law is back."

Lu Mingran's wife laughed, but the son-in-law seemed to be not very good at Chinese, and he couldn't understand the meaning of sarcasm, so he came over happily.

"Brother-in-law." Lu Mingran walked over to shake hands with him, and fumbled in his pocket to take out a pack of cigarettes.

But Lu Mingran touched something else.

Pen cap.Cap for a black gel pen.

There was a pause in his consciousness, and then he saw a picture.

There is a big classroom in the picture, Lu Mingran is sitting in the last row, staring at Xihua sitting in front of him bewilderedly.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, he still wants to poke someone's back.

Xihua turned her head angrily, Lu Mingran smiled awkwardly, picked up the pen cap and handed it to her lips:

"Look, I can whistle with this!"

Xihua: "...Primary school students are not as naive as you."

It's okay to be childish, but what's terrible is that Lu Mingran is excited and happy, and when he blows with the pen cap in his mouth, he actually sucks the pen cap into his mouth.

Then, he, he swallowed the cap...

The ambulance pulled away the college student who accidentally swallowed the pen cap.

A sensation in the whole school.

The doctor who saw him suppressed a smile, saying that usually people who come to see me for this kind of disease are rarely seen under the age of four.

Pen cap, goddess...

Wait, the pen cap is here, where is the goddess?

Lu Mingran's consciousness suddenly became clear.

I am in a dream.

The first thing Lu Mingran thought of after waking up was why, why, Mingran's anchor is such a thing!Sure enough, black history is more likely to stimulate people's nerves?

But fortunately, it seems that Jack has not regained consciousness.Lu Mingran can do what he wants now.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingran smiled dangerously.

"Brother-in-law, everyone is here, so how about a round?"

Jack blinked innocently.

The scene switched quickly, and the card table was set.Four people were sitting around the mahjong table, while the old father was watching with a cattail fan.

Lu Mingran intends to win all of Jack's money, as long as he loses the money, he will naturally not be able to enter the practice dungeon afterwards.Even if he could borrow again, it would be a great pain.

What's interesting is that this novel is relatively harmonious. It specifically mentions that players in the dungeon are not allowed to eat, drink, prostitute or gamble. All gambling money will be handed over to the system.

It doesn't matter, what Lu Mingran wants is this effect.

It is said that many children in China, even if they don’t know how to play mahjong, have seen their mothers and fathers build the Great Wall. When Lu Mingran was a child, he often went to the activity room to find his mother. At that time, his toy was mahjong, and he knew how to watch it.

In addition, Lu Mingran can do whatever he wants in the lucid dream, so Lu Mingran can draw whatever cards he wants.

"bump!"

"Hey, bar!"

Lu Mingran happily pushed the cards: "Hey, blah!"

Wow, amidst the sound of shuffling the cards, Lu Mingran stretched out his hand and smiled happily: "Give me the money, give me the money!"

Poor Jack, this foreign son-in-law, looks at mahjong like reading a book from heaven, building a Great Wall like building blocks, and the word "ask for money" echoes in his ears. After a few rounds, his money from Tiandi Bank will be given to him The output goes to half.

It's okay to lose money, his wife was still anxious with him, pinched his arm several times, and said that if you lose again, go back and kneel on the keyboard.

Ho Ho, come on Jack, tremble for the mysterious oriental power!

This is really a very pleasant lucid dream that Lu Mingran had.

Not long after Jack regained consciousness, Lu Mingran observed it, and his mind was balanced all of a sudden.

Jack's anchor is a girl's lace headband that his godfather gave him for his first birthday.

But what if he regained his consciousness?He is a foreigner who doesn't know anything about the rules of mahjong. He doesn't know where to start when he wants to do whatever he wants. He stares blankly at others eating and touching, and he doesn't even know what the boards mean.

At this time, Lu Mingran started to play dumb, acting like I hadn't found consciousness yet, and I was just being forced to play mahjong.Yes, I'm just a heartless Mahjong machine.

Jack is a cannon fodder, in terms of strength, he is really far inferior to Lu Mingran, so Lu Mingran easily controlled the overall situation.

Later, Jack worked hard and finally brought the plot back to the haunted theme, but Lu Mingran secretly worked hard, and the plot became:

Two evil spirits stood in front of the card table, bleeding from all seven orifices, and waved at him and Jack:

"Come on, let's play mahjong."

The celestial master who catches ghosts is here, let's play a game of mahjong first.

After fighting the evil spirits, the family happily eats hot pot and plays mahjong!

Finally, after a crisp "huh", the dungeon ended.

Dust floats in a beam of light in the basement.On both sides of the light, two people on the two beds slowly woke up with their eyelids moving.

Jack's first reaction after waking up was to touch his pocket.

Lu Mingran's first reaction after waking up was to touch his right hand.

It's fine to touch it, but Lu Mingran screamed: "Ah, my hand!"

Jack's face was black: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"I don't know why," Lu Mingran said very seriously, "This time I'm in a bad state and keep following the dream, as if I'm playing mahjong non-stop!"

Jack touched his empty pockets with a big smile on his face.

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It's not like there is no money, but it is indeed a lot less, not enough to pay for the next practice copy.

In this way, he would not be able to justifiably follow in and find out the details of Cheng Yungui.After all, he shouldn't have started this two-person game.

no way……

Jack could only grit his teeth and took off his pants.

"Count," he called tremblingly.

When he learned what had happened, the count tapped his jeweled ring on the table for a long time.

"Do you think the money I gave you came from the wind?"

"This is the reward that many people in our camp got after risking their lives to complete the task. Every piece of money has their blood stains on it."

Jack lowered his head deeply: "Yes, Earl, I know."

"Okay, don't lie to me."

The count suddenly became cheerful: "Tell me, where did you spend the money?"

"What I say is true, Count!"

Jack was about to cry: "I really lost everything playing mahjong!"

Now the earl was furious:

"What mahjong! I think you eat too much hot pot, sesame sauce?"