Chapter 31: Fate (Twenty-Five)
Qiao Yuan's first reaction was Song Yanchi, but he quickly realized that the other party was still standing on the roof, and the sight was coming from behind.
She subconsciously followed the line of sight and a bright red figure fell into her eyes.
The bright red skirt, the stiffly drooping arms, even though there was a thick veil between them, Qiao Yuan could still feel the penetrating cold gaze falling on her.
A breeze blew by, bringing with it the stench of rotting corpses.
Qiao Yuan: “…”
Oh wow, the official version is here.
The female ghost appeared silently. Thinking of how she had casually entered Zhou Lian’s room before, Qiao Yuan gave up the idea of escaping.
Because the female ghost had not come before, and because of the few words that Grandma A Gu mentioned in the recording that Su Yan brought, Qiao Yuan thought for a while that the female ghost would not come. Unexpectedly, she was just late.
And it was obvious that the female ghost now paid more attention to her than Zhou Lian. She didn't even go to find Zhou Lian first, but appeared directly behind her.
Just in case, Qiao Yuan had torn up the talisman paper that Zhou Lian gave to Su Yan , so it could be ruled out that the talisman paper was the cause.
Qiao Yuan followed the ghost's gaze and finally it landed on his own clothes.
When Qiao Yuan pretended to be a ghost to find Zhou Lian, although there were still a few people who were pessimistic, most people were deeply impressed by her acting skills and directing ability:
[Is this roof so easy to climb? I feel like I got up there in no time.]
[The house in my hometown is like this. It is not easy to climb. It takes at least ten minutes for a boy like me.]
[Damn, who said she was delicate? I don’t even dare to climb this high.]
[The expression on Song Yanchi’s face at this moment perfectly shows my mental journey: ??? ??? 】
[What does climbing the roof have to do with physical strength? I wouldn’t dare to climb it even if I had the physical strength.]
[The last time I saw this kind of scene was when rescuing hostages in a police/gangster movie]
[No, I want to break out and catch the criminals]
I agree with the latter.
【Zhou Lian: I agree to ask the police to come over】
[Zhou Lian felt terribly frightened]
[Really, I feel like the cold sweat I shed could feed a garden]
[Some people are having fun, some people are looking in the mirror, I can’t laugh, because this is how I react when I see a ghost]
[It’s okay, you encountered a real ghost, and he encountered a real person]
[Such a high EQ comfort, warms my whole day]
[I can already imagine Zhou Lian’s ghost has gone away, and the joy he felt when he was thinking “Awesome, I’ve lived another day…]
[Sure enough, the human heart is scarier than ghosts]
[What is the human heart? Is it Director Qiao’s nickname?]
It wasn't until Qiao Yuan saw the female ghost that the comments slowed down for a while before they reacted:
[Who is this? Why does it look so similar to Sister Qiao’s limited edition ghost skin?]
[Maybe I’m hallucinating because I didn’t get enough sleep today? I think Sister Qiao has double vision]
[Woc, what is double vision, it’s a real ghost ah ah ah]
【Fuck】
[Is this ghost real? Could it be someone else pretending to be a ghost to trick Sister Qiao? ]
[The one above is holding his claws. This was my first reaction as well. Sister Qiao has made me lose my ability to judge ghosts.]
[Don’t worry, no one except Director Qiao could have thought of this]
【What should I do?】
Those who were lurking in the live broadcast room and had never been optimistic about Qiao Yuan also felt that they had finally seized the opportunity:
[She deserves it. She really thought everything was under her control. She dared to jump like this in the second copy.]
[Yeah, I really treated the dungeon as a game. Now it’s so bad, there’s no point crying]
[I have always disliked her, and finally it has overturned]
[Hahahaha, you’re faking your death to deceive others. You’re really going to die this time, right?]
[Are you scared? Why don't you run?]
[There’s no point in running]
[If I were a ghost, I would just tear her apart with my bare hands]
[I had previously plotted against Zhou Lian, but now I have ended up like this]
[Maybe I haven't experienced enough dungeons, so I don't know what it means to be cautious and careful. The price of making mistakes is a bit heavy. I'll remember this in my next life.]
[The above poster doesn't need to waste his breath. After a person dies, he won't be able to see the comments. It's useless to educate her.]
[You are asking for death, no one can stop you]
[Luckily, you are not in the same copy as me, otherwise I will be killed by this kind of person sooner or later]
However, as soon as these remarks came out, they were quickly criticized:
【? You finally got the chance, didn’t you? When I asked you if you thought Sister Qiao was good, no one said anything. What? Did you go to learn how to type in Pinyin?】
[I was wondering where my keyboard went. It turns out a spirit is typing here.]
[Hot knowledge, it was Zhou Lian who had evil thoughts first, those who supported him are Zhou Lian 2.0 or his biological sons]
[Sister Qiao, please don’t die.]
[Although I was not there, the sense of substitution was so strong that I started to get nervous]
…
Brother Dong watched the two sides quarreling.
However, Dong Ge agreed with the comment that the sense of immersion was very strong. Although he had experienced several dungeons, Qiao Yuan's current situation was obviously different from the ordinary situation.
Even without saying anything, everyone could feel the coldness and murderous intent emanating from the female ghost. She was obviously very dissatisfied with Qiao Yuan imitating her, and might even have regarded it as a provocation.
Looking at Qiao Yuan who was still standing there, Dong Ge's palms were already sweating. It was not easy to find a new player with potential, and he still hoped that the other party would not die, but he also knew that facing the ghost was dangerous, and now Qiao Yuan had angered the other party, so the hope of a comeback was very slim.
As nervous as Brother Dong, there are also barrages:
[It’s over. I don’t dare to watch it again]
[My legs are already shaking for Sister Qiao]
[Why doesn’t Sister Qiao move? I’m so anxious]
[Based on my understanding of the host, she should be brainstorming for solutions]
[Sister Qiao, stay alive! As long as you stay alive, you are my only sister! ]
[That’s right, if you survive I will check in at your super topic every day, watch your variety shows a hundred times every day, and support all your endorsements]
[Wow, why can’t we let Sister Qiao see these comments and let her live well]
[Wait, did Sister Qiao sense our comments? She made some movements... no, not expressions.]
【？ 】
[Sister Qiao smiled at the female ghost]
【？ ？ ？】
[How did she laugh?]
Song Yanchi also discovered the female ghost. He originally wanted to hide, but soon found that the female ghost's attention was on Qiao Yuan, and Qiao Yuan, who was targeted, just stood there without moving.
He didn't know whether Qiao Yuan was frightened or bewitched by the female ghost. Just as he was about to tell her to run away, he noticed that Qiao Yuan's lips were slightly curved along with her eyebrows, and her eyes were shining, but she revealed a bit of shyness: "I'll borrow your appearance to pretend to be a ghost to deceive my teammates who have bad intentions."
Song Yanchi: "..."
For the first time, he discovered that Qiao Yuan actually had the virtue of honesty.
It's just that the person you're facing is not right.
The female ghost didn't say anything, but the murderous intent emanating from her was clearly choked.
Song Yanchi felt that if there was no veil, he would probably still be able to see the ghost girl's astonished face.
But soon the ghost was surrounded by coldness again, and the long robe hanging at her side moved slightly. Song Yanchi had no doubt that the ghost would reach out and grab Qiao Yuan's throat in the next second.
However, Qiao Yuan immediately continued, "It's the guy named Zhou Lian, who wears glasses. I wonder if you recognize him..."
As she spoke, Song Yanchi could clearly feel the ghost girl's anger rising. However, that anger was obviously not directed at Qiao Yuan, but at the name she had just said.
That’s right, how could the female ghost not recognize her?
He had only seen it once, but he still remembered the portrait left by Qiao Yuan, the soul painter, not to mention how long the female ghost had been lying in the coffin looking at it. It was estimated that it had been deeply engraved in his mind and became his second wish after killing all the villagers.
Qiao Yuan also felt that the ghost girl's anger had shifted and heaved a sigh of relief.
Song Yanchi thought that Qiao Yuan was planning to kill someone with a borrowed knife and lead the female ghost to Zhou Lian, but Qiao Yuan once again surprised him.
Qiao Yuan: "It seems you know him."
"I hate him, too."
There was a smile in her voice, and it sounded particularly bright, but when it fell into Song Yanchi's ears, it revealed an inexplicable chill, which was far greater than the shock and chill brought to him by the appearance of the female ghost just now.
Qiao Yuan smiled and said, "Your name is Sun Peipei, right?"
"I've heard him mention you, and I thought we could find a quiet place to have a good chat."
Song Yanchi: "You..."
Listening to Qiao Yuan's words, he finally couldn't help but want to interrupt.
After all, the more Qiao Yuan listened to what he said, the more dangerous it sounded.
The person she invited was a ghost.
Because he had experienced many dungeons, Song Yanchi knew more about the horror and moodiness of ghosts than Qiao Yuan. When facing a ghost, one could either find a way to escape or die. He had seen people crying and telling their pity when facing a ghost, but they still could not escape the fate of being killed by the ghost.
This was the first time Song Yanchi had seen someone like Qiao Yuan who started chatting with the other person directly.
However, as soon as Song Yanchi had this thought, he saw the female ghost take action.
He discovered that Qiao Yuan's acting skills were no longer just simple imitation, but the ability to draw inferences from one instance. Although he had never met the female ghost many times, he could even imitate the other's slow movements of moving her head.
What shocked him even more was the ghost girl's actions.
The other party nodded.
She accepted Qiao Yuan's invitation.
For a moment, there was only one thought left in Song Yanchi's mind -
Don't mess with Qiao Yuan.
He used to think that Qiao Yuan was the link between Zhou Lian and Grandma A Gu, but now it seems that Zhou Lian is obviously the link, and it spans life and death, connecting the friendship between ghosts and spirits, allowing the man and the ghost to have a preliminary common topic.
After getting the ghost's answer, Qiao Yuan looked up at Song Yanchi who was still standing on the roof: "She and I are going out, there's no need to hold the door open for me."
It implies that if someone who looks like her comes back, it must be a ghost.
Song Yanchi: "..."
Why does this sound so familiar?!
