After the game

Jian Yiqiu originally wanted to catch the undead and go back, but the undead flew all the way forward as if going to the death penalty, solemn and solemn.It seems to be back to that day, the night of the ferry under the moonlight.

Without any hesitation, the undead marched firmly towards the destination.It is precisely because of this that Jian Yiqiu decided to follow the undead.

The night in Ferry City is said to be dark, as if in the blink of an eye, you will see the changing seasons of spring, autumn and moon.Song Yuhuo waited for a while, and after waiting for a short while before Jian Yiqiu came back, he finally decided to go to Ming Ling alone.But before that, he first went to find the little ghost fire king, and got back the dream entry token from him.

As soon as I entered the house and hadn't opened the bead curtain, I could smell the strong fragrance inside the house. It was really like the fragrance of roses in no man's land. The fragrance was thick and thick.Song Yuhuo couldn't get used to the smell of perfume, so he sneezed a few times as soon as he came in.

Wrapped in a quilt, Mingling glanced secretly, his eyes were full of sparkles, through the bead curtain, Song Yuhuo couldn't see clearly.Mingling smiled, as if her bones were natural, she collapsed with a single pull, even her smile was like a hibiscus.

Mingling's beauty is full of tenderness and charm.Song Yuhuo couldn't see clearly before, but now he opened the bead curtain to see clearly the scene inside the house.

Song Yuhuo is not interested in women, especially those like Ming Ling, so Song Yuhuo's poisonous tongue kung fu is as invincible as killing people with tens of thousands of knives. The one in front of him is a ghost, so he is invincible in killing ghosts. Your ribs are gone."

Mingling held her chin, smiled softly and innocently, "Aren't the ribs not good-looking?"

"The stew is not good."

"Then are you going to stew Mingling on the bed?" Mingling blinked, her smile trembling, the quilt slipped from her palm, revealing the beautiful scenery on her chest.What she is most proud of is the scenery of thousands of miles.

Song Yuhuo finally figured out why so many men in the dormitory like to watch porn. It turns out that the scenery in front of him and the inverted triangle are the most pleasing to the eye.Song Yuhuo was unmoved at all, and said to the system bb: "Why don't I feel anything at all?"

Without waiting for the system to answer, he said: "When I think about it, it's a few lines of code, and I don't feel anything. I really don't understand how those nerds play this kind of sand sculpture game so hard. of?"

The system covered its eyes and said, "I can't see it."

"However, how do you know that she is a code?" the system asked.

"Are you stupid? Isn't it just a game? Who would play a game and take it off for yourself?" After Song Yuhuo finished talking to the system, he echoed Mingling's words just now and said, "What kind of stew... ..."

However, he changed his words and approached her, saying, "I don't want to stew you, because the word stew is too rough."

He said: "Brother, I think the word cooking is more suitable for you." Because it is a slow fire to cook porridge.

"Cook it?" Mingling hooked Song Yuhuo's neck, leaned his whole body against him, and breathed out in his ear, "How do you cook it?"

Song Yuhuo froze for a moment, and the moment she posted it, a sense of disgust surged up her throat over the wall.He put a smile on his face, and stroked the back of Ming Ji's head with his big palm.Ming Ling didn't break free from him as if she was being loved, but kept smiling at him instead.

"Brother, shall we go to bed?"

Song Yuhuo ignored her words, only felt that his heart's tolerance was reaching its limit, and only heard Mingling smiled like a silver bell, "Brother, I really want to know what you already know about Mingling?"

"Brother Yuhuo, I like you." After Mingling said this, she broke away from his palm, stretched her neck, and wanted to get close to his lips, because Song Yuhuo refused to hug her, so Mingling strangled his neck tight.

A few centimeters away from Song Yuhuo's lips, she heard Song Yuhuo laugh, and he said, "Try this."

A kind of incense was thrown from the palm of his hand to the ground, and it exploded, exuding a light fragrance, as light as a lotus, mixed with the vulgar incense, it became a kind of torture.

Ming Ling slid off his body and landed on the ground, muttering: "Why is this fragrance again..."

Song Yuhuo let out a "bah" and said, "Cook? Cook you big-headed ghost? Cook porridge, rice, rice, rice? Dreaming!"

For a dreamer, it takes a little longer for Lu Mengxiang to fall asleep. Song Yuhuo took several quilts from Mingling's bed and threw them directly on her body to cover the boundless scenery for her.He sat far away, meditated and began to fall asleep, looking like a cool fairy.

The dream began, and at first it was a winding path leading directly to a house.The sky in the dream is black, it is night, a long and cold night, all the stories and obsessions are condensed in this night.

He saw a dingy mouse first, and got in through the hidden door.This family is just outside Ferry City.There are nineteen people in the household, and the population is considered prosperous.This family lives in a courtyard, and the courtyard, the courtyard, is surrounded by a square.

The system said: "I checked, and the courtyard in the dream symbolizes something that can't get around, which means that this thing is a hurdle that the dreamer can't get past."

They went through the door to find the mouse scurrying straight for the kitchen, and everything around them seemed unreal.They fell into Mingling's dream, and the surroundings were chaotic as if they were blurred, only the lamp stood on the lamp stand, which was bright and clear.Song Yuhuo noticed this and asked the system: "What does this mean?"

"Generally speaking, if the surroundings are not clear, it means that she has no target, so she appears blurred."

According to Ming Ling, the mouse sneaked into his house to steal food, but when it saw the lamp oil, it gave up eating.The mouse climbed up the ten-storey lampstand with a waste of energy and absurdly, showing its sharp teeth and licking the lamp oil in one gulp.

However, after only one bite, a girl discovered it.That girl was probably the little master Ming Ling mentioned. She saw the mouse and shouted, "Mother! There are mice!"

The little master in the dream couldn't see his face clearly, he only had one pair of eyes, which were bright, clear and clean.Those eyes gave Song Yuhuo a sense of familiarity, and he couldn't remember who it was for the time being.

Maybe it was in the dream, with a little more mystery and fantasy, the mouse turned into a cat, but the cat's accessories were cheap, but it was a cat transformed from a dingy mouse, so naturally it was not that noble go.

The little girl was probably the owner of the house. When she saw a cat, she thought she was dazzled. She picked up the cat like a treasure. She told the family that she wanted to adopt the cat.

No one could see their faces clearly, and the faces of the remaining [-] people were covered with blood.Everyone in the family seemed to listen to her, and when she said she wanted to raise it, they offered up the cat, which was even more precious than her.

The mouse misses the lamp oil of the ten-layer lampstand, but it has never been able to find a chance to turn back into a mouse to eat the lamp oil.Because the little master was inseparable from it, one day, the little master went out to play alone, and the cat turned back into a mouse and ate the lamp oil.

Just after eating half of the lamp oil, the little master came back. The flustered mouse tried to find the door but couldn't find it. However, at this time, the little master realized that it was a mouse.

Song Yuhuo's heart sank, and he saw the mouse turned into a cat, then into a fox, and finally into a cat, meowing at the little master.The little master thought he was cheated at first, but later he was tricked into thinking that it was a god cat, so he loved it even more.

The mouse stole the lamp oil again and again, and the little master became suspicious and thought it was a monster, so the little master discussed with his family how to get rid of it.The mouse quickly ate the lamp oil, from a dingy mouse to a shiny mouse.The mouse preyed on the master and ate the master first, and became the master, and finally burned the master's house with the remaining lamp oil in his hand.

At the end of the first half of the dream, only eighteen bones remained.A fire burned away all the sins, as if Feng Guo Wuhen, nothing was left behind.

The wind blew over, and in the night, only the mouse sat on the ground shiveringly. It has now become a little master, and the domineering and arrogant posture on that face seems to be born with it.

The system said: "The number ten is very interesting, it symbolizes perfection."

"Rats have changed a lot in the early and late stages, so the lamp oil has a symbolic meaning. You see, since it can change the appearance of a mouse, it can also use it to destroy everything. So, what does the lamp oil symbolize?" Song Yuhuo asked .

"Lamp oil can ignite fire, and fire symbolizes light..." The system read out the analysis it found.

And Song Yuhuo said: "No, it should be power. Burn everything, destroy everything."

If it is power, everything can be explained.The purpose of the mouse at the beginning was to eat it secretly. By accident, it found lamp oil, and finally got the lamp oil.In fact, the mouse has replaced the little master.

"But there are eighteen bones at the end, and nineteen people in front," the system said.

Song Yuhuo said: "Yes, No.19 is the little master, and the little master has been replaced, so the little master must still be alive."

At the same time, Jian Yiqiu followed the undead into a locked door.He moved a little closer, and the body of the undead was about to be annihilated, so Jian Yiqiu had to follow slowly.

As soon as he gets close to the undead, the undead will still be wiped out.

Before the last door could pass through, bursts of cries came, as if they wanted to break through all obstacles and destroy everything in the ferry city.

Jian Yiqiu glanced at it, and saw thousands of black souls imprisoned in the black cage. If the previous ones were white, then these are souls dragging black water, and the souls are filthy and filthy.

They are vengeful spirits, vengeful spirits who have absorbed a person's grievances, and coupled with the grievances of the vengeful spirits themselves in hell, this hell will soon be unable to accommodate them.

A person reached out and patted his shoulder, and when Jian Yiqiu was about to turn his head, that person covered his mouth.

Song Yuhuo in the dream finally remembered whose eyes this little master looked like, and that sense of familiarity was by his side.

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