Chapter 25, Auntie, please respect yourself
Entering Snowman Town again, even if Centipede Scar could not guarantee that he would not encounter the same plot, An Zhui just refused to go to the busiest market and just got into the alleys - he had no intention of losing his son again!
"Pa--pa-pa-pa---"
The salute was fired, and the happy event was a natural one.
An Zhui's troubled brain was stimulated by the sound, and he suddenly covered his chest as if he had been shot. He waited for a long time before he dared to move.
"What's wrong with you? Just because of a big dog?"
Centipede Scar feels that Bunny has had a lot of emotional ups and downs since meeting the little snowman in the previous episode, and he is a weakling.
Normally, the king of tongue-tied Anzhui Manas would have said, "No, dogs are true love. Senior, you are just an ugly accident."
But he didn't.
An Zhui's San value was low, and he was frightened, even afraid of the sound of a salute.
In fact, it was the junior NPC workshop far outside the game. Mi Gen finally discovered that the little security guard was trapped in the game, and ordered the technician to refill An Zhui’s equipment——
Install a pulse signal tracker and inject a hypnotic agent to change the immersion of the game and let him last longer. Help Lisa get through the difficulties and find the missing level 6 NPC Morante.
All these abnormal and anxious behaviors are the side effects of hypnotic drugs.
In the alley, a family is having a wedding.
The spacious yard is filled with ice and snow tables and chairs, and is crowded with round-headed snowmen.
The banquet extended all the way to the alley, and An and Zhui were blocked by the people eating the banquet.
There were also seven fat and enthusiastic aunts and snowmen, who pulled them into the yard to have a feast.
Start the second crime-solving performance.
In An Zhui's eyes, they are no longer just chubby snowmen, but walking clues!
"Auntie, which family is marrying a daughter-in-law? It's very grand."
Entering the yard, An Zhui suddenly picked up the She Niu.
Looking at the banquet that stretched for several miles, I had to suspect that the system was set up so that wherever they went, there would be the densest concentration of snowmen.
If Centipede Scar were allowed to run to the market now, it would definitely be deserted and the snowman would have nothing to talk about!
"The mayor's house! Young man, do you have a partner? Do you want my aunt to introduce you?"
Once this snowman auntie opens her chat box, she can't turn it off no matter what.
When she opened her mouth, An Zhui knew exactly what she was going to say.
Silky smooth follow-up:
"No, Auntie, do you have a daughter of the right age at home?"
"Hey! It's true! My cousin happens to be unmarried. Oh, her father is worried to death. That girl is good at everything, but she doesn't know anything about the relationship between men and women. What a pity for such a good girl!"
The game character of Aunt Snowman is designed to be very down-to-earth and realistic, so the coder must be given chicken legs.
"This is such a great love affair! To be honest, I am also very shy and dare not talk to girls. I have always been single... blah blah blah..."
An Zhui played Tai Chi with the long-tongued snowman aunt to try to get information.
The scar of the centipede hated the cold, and the thoughts of four continents and five oceans were brewing in his heart:
Didn’t you, meow, just show up? Why are you suddenly everywhere asking others to introduce you to someone else!
Snowman!
Aren’t you afraid of being quarantined for the rest of your life?
Being shy and not daring to talk to women is probably a hot attribute that was made up on the spot!
So when it comes to a man’s mouth... the centipede scar can’t hide the disgust on his face...
An Chai, who was still unconscious after his impression points were deducted, is making good progress and is still performing hard:
"Auntie, my brother is also a loyal user of Fifth Girl, not as good as you..."
An Zhui, in the spirit of sharing that a dead Taoist friend should not die but a poor Taoist, pushed Centipede Scar forward and called him brother directly, without even having to shed blood to recognize his relatives.
"Hey! The young man is quite strong! He's so shy, no wonder he didn't find a partner!"
Aunt Snowman was so happy that she started to pick up calves at the farmer's market, pinching Centipede Scar Lisa's biceps and patting her thick back muscles.
"Auntie...please respect yourself, respect yourself..."
It's a pity that Mr. Rotten Taro is a beautiful and elegant girl in the real world, and he doesn't like the granddaughter of my great-uncle's cousin who is so praised by her aunt.
"Hey, auntie, tell me, is there anything weird happening in the town recently? I heard that a few foreigners have come."
After practicing Tai Chi for a long time, An Zhui finally started practicing.
"Aren't you two just foreigners!" the chubby snowman aunt said soberly.
As expected, she is the core leader of the village's intelligence organization. She can also have a pleasant conversation with two "foreigners" who are of different species and can be called aliens.
"Besides us, are there any weird people who never leave the house or go home every day, who just hide in the crowd and talk inexplicable nonsense? At first glance, they look like a psychopath?"
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"I think you are."
The aunt said honestly.
"..."
I dared to chat for a long time, but I didn’t use it at all and was dissed.
The trust between people in this era is worse than the rotten vegetable leaves in the vegetable market.
An Zhui also wanted to find a roundabout way, but was interrupted by the booing at the end of the yard.
"Come on, groom!"
"If you can't choose a bride, you will die alone!"
"It seems to be the one on the left!"
"The right side! I bet one arm, the one on the right is the real bride!"
…
An Zhui pulled Centipede Scar forward, pulled away dozens of snowmen beating chicken blood, and got into the front row to watch the fun.
If you can’t ask someone else’s question, why don’t you join in the fun?
It turns out that the stupid son of the mayor's family is choosing a "masked bride".
There are more than a dozen graceful female snowmen, wearing masks and facing away from the groom.
"Poof!"
Ling An Zhui never expected it! The groom picked up a knife and slashed open the back of one of the female snowmen.
Whoa!
The chopped snowman was scattered into two white snowdrifts, just like every trace of irony in this pale horror.
"Not this!"
The crowd burst into cheers, exclamations, and gasps. Without exception, everyone was cheering!
It's like choosing the bride's evil groom and snowman, but you just turn over a playing card and you can't draw the big ghost.
"Pfft!"
"The one on the far right! I told you it was on the right!"
"Hiss!"
An Zhui watched helplessly as the evil groom chopped open the backs of the female snowmen one by one, feeling a pain in his back.
For NPCs without a nervous system, pain is actually the pain warning reflection of the real body and brain.
Say it doesn’t hurt, but your brain is honest.
After the evil groom snowman chopped down a dozen female snowmen, An Zhui and Centipede Scar thought the last one must be the bride.
I never expected that the coder who designed the copy of the game had escaped from a lunatic asylum.
"Pfft!"
The groom's snowman slashed the last one into two small snow-dusted graves.
"Hahaha, I'm not in it at all! There is no bride! Who wants to be my bride! You?"
The evil groom snowman pointed back at the centipede scar and stabbed it with a knife.
For the first time, An Zhui saw madness and gloominess on a snowman's crystal white face.
Lisa casually used her staff to block the snowman's "happy knife", said "go away", and took a few steps back.
At this time, all the snowmen at the table moved.
They all stretched out their snow-covered hands, with red eyes, like a baton-death ceremony from hell. One by one, they came over and pinched An Zhui and Centipede Scar's necks.
He was still chanting neat buzzing slogans:
"The myth has become the past, the future is your choice"
Chapter completed!