Leave Liu Yang's community.

Shi Qian returned to the car and was not surprised by Liu Yang's answer just now.

"I'll tell my parents."

That's right, he answered Shi Qian like this, and Shi Qian just patted him on the shoulder.

"As long as you think it through yourself."

In fact, it is difficult for anyone to accept this kind of thing, especially since I have not yet come into contact with it, my relatives are already deeply involved.

Looking at Shi Qian's departure, Liu Yang was a little at a loss.

Turning back to look inside the house, his parents were looking at him, with a smile on his face, and a little relieved of worry.

Shi Qian and I were in the room just now and they misunderstood, but now they have explained it clearly.

Of course, I didn’t talk about evil spirits, I just said I was playing games.

I was originally going to solve the trouble of the evil spirits in my body, so I confessed everything to my parents.

Perhaps they will never be selected to participate in the game in their entire lives. So what can they do if they know all this? Their son may be in danger of life at any time, but they have no choice.

Is it really good for them to learn the truth?

At this moment, Liu Yang hesitated.

...

The area of ​​Liu Yang’s community is considered a gathering place for the wealthy people in the Yungang District.

It is also an area with relatively large traffic.

He had already booked a hotel for Shi Qian. It was nearby that Shi Qian parked his car in the exclusive parking lot of the hotel and suddenly felt hungry.

Then I remembered that I hadn't eaten for many days.

The sequelae of evil spirits seem to be becoming more and more obvious.

"Will people really become ghosts after the puzzle is complete?"

Shi Qian didn't know, nor did he want to know.

Maybe this is the purpose of the thriller game.

When he came to a snack street, Shi Qian felt inexplicably relieved when he looked at these various stalls filled with fireworks.

Only when he was not in the dungeon and was in the crowd, he barely felt that he was still a human being.

Although all parts of his body are always reminding him that something is wrong with him.

Shi Qian didn't know what to eat, so he walked aimlessly into the depths of this street.

Along the way, there were people selling rice noodles, fried squid skewers, and chicken wings to make rice. Many passers-by feasted on the table next to the stall.

In this, Shi Qian felt the aura that was very similar to his neighbors in some people.

The collapser...

Among the many ordinary people, there are many collapsers, but they seem to be very simple and appear to be no different from ordinary people on the surface.

Until Shi Qian walked to a wonton stall.

The possessed ghost...

Wu Tieshan, as usual, had his wife accompanying her to set up a stall.

Looking at his lover's busy figure, he smiled, smiling happily.

It seems that the life in front of you has not changed at all from before.

Except for the restlessness inside your body, it reminds yourself that you are no longer a real person.

Suddenly, Wu Tieshan saw a thin young man sitting at the table at his stall. The manic aura in his body instantly rested in peace.

"Boss, come a bowl of wontons."

"Okay."

The capable woman who was just cleaning up the guests' dishes and chopsticks immediately responded.

"Old Wu! What are you looking at? I'll put wontons for the guests!"

Hearing his wife's shout, Wu Tieshan suddenly came to his senses.

"I know, I know."

However, his ostentatiousness was still on the thin young man. He was not sure if this guy was, but the sense of threat he brought to him always existed.

Shi Qian wiped the seats and tabletops with a napkin on the table.

Sit down slowly.

"Please use it slowly."

The woman brought the hot wontons to Shi Qian and said with a smile.

The latter also thanked him.

The food is inflated, which is obviously much worse than the beef noodles that novices eat after the copy of the novice. I don’t know if it’s my own reason or a technical problem.

But the wonton itself is fine.

Wu Tieshan came to the young man and sat down.

"Brother, how does it taste?"

"It's not bad, it's just a little salty."

Shi Qiantou didn't raise his head, and focused on eliminating the food in front of him.

"Haha, maybe there's a lot of salt tonight."

Wu Tieshan touched his body, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, and handed it to Shi Qian.

"Thank you, I won't smoke it. It's okay if you put too much salt. Don't put too much other seasonings."

Shi Qian exterminated the last wonton in the bowl, raised his head, looked at the cigarette handed over by Wu Tieshan in front of him, and shook his head.

Looking at the person in front of him and hearing what he said, Wu Tieshan was stunned and his hand was froze in the air.

Then he stuffed the cigarette back into his pocket, and he didn't smoke it, so he said something.

"Thank you."

Shi Qian got up and took out his cell phone.

"It's delicious, how much?"

"Haha, no need, I'll treat you."

"Thank you."

Shi Qian left.

Wu Tieshan kept looking at Shi Qian's leaving back until he disappeared in the crowd.

The breath in his body became restless again, but he was suppressed tightly.

"Old Wu, what's wrong? You know the person you just now?"

Wu Tieshan looked at his wife and shook his head with a smile.

“Don’t know.”

"Then you won't come to help!"

Shi Qian not only felt the aura of a ghost on the owner of the wonton stall just now, but also smelled blood on his left foot.

He has killed more than one person.

However, the busy woman seemed to be his wife, a normal person, not even a damn person, and the meat in the wontons was also serious.

The heavy night buried many people of all kinds.

There are those who destroy, those who possess evil spirits, and ordinary people.

Shi Qian was not interested in knowing Wu Tieshan's story. He went to eat that bowl of wontons, just to confirm whether the bloody smell he felt on his left foot was real.

But he understood that a ghost possessed by a ghost like Wu Tieshan might be hidden in a corner of a certain city.

Back to the hotel.

After receiving the room card from the front desk, Shi Qian took the elevator under the strange eyes of the young lady.

"Is my breath getting weirder? Why do you always feel that others are staring at me?"

When he opened the room door, Shi Qian finally understood why the hotel front desk looked at him with a weird look.

This is damn.

Theme and interesting large water bed room?!

Without any hesitation, Shi Qian directly called Liu Yang.

"What's going on with you? Why did you book this room?"

"Ahem, Brother Shi, this room is only left. Tomorrow weekend, this is near the university town again. You know, it will be one night, one night, haha, take a break early, we will have to go to that hospital tomorrow, no, good night."

He didn't give Shi Qian a chance to speak at all, so Liu Yang hung up the phone and turned it off in one go.

Shi Qian stood under the lilac light and looked at the vague gauze tent on the bed.

Sweat all over.

And at this moment, the thriller game prompt sounded quietly.
Chapter completed!