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Chapter 102

Holding a cardboard box and a wooden box with a devil's tail in his arms, Xia Zhu squatted at the entrance of the alley to watch the wind, always paying attention to whether the previous npc was chasing him.

In the alley, Ming Shu hugged Sang Yin tightly and buried his face in his arms.

His instinct was right. Sang Yin rescued them yesterday and said he would come to him.

When meeting Xia Zhu in the morning, Ming Shu secretly looked forward to it, but unfortunately they still had tasks to do, and they didn't see him appear again until they left the neighborhood where they met the mysterious man.

He still has many questions, such as the identity of Sang Yin who entered the dungeon this time, why did he have the memory of the past from the beginning, and is he also a registered player?

Ming Shu raised his head, with a bit of aggrieved expression: "Then...why didn't you reply to me?"

Sang Yin didn't answer directly, but coaxed in a low voice: "Sorry."

"Can't you reply?" Mingshu quickly guessed the reason. If he was still an NPC, he might be able to see the player panel but not be able to operate it, and he couldn't say anything about his identity in the instance.

Sang Yin said "hmm", confirming his guess.

Mingshu stretched out his hands to hold his face, the skin under his hands was cool, and the touch felt real, he was indeed standing in front of her eyes: "You were wearing a mask yesterday...I'm not even sure it's you."

The two were very close, breathing intertwined, Sang Yin couldn't help but kissed Mingshu, bent slightly and hugged him tightly.

Ming Shu was extremely cooperative, raising her head obediently to kiss him.

To him, although there was not too much time between the two dungeons, Sang Yin had no memory of the last dungeon, and they still seemed to be separated for a long time.

It wasn't until Mingshu couldn't breathe well that Sang Yin let him go, stroking his back to let him breathe, and gently kissed the water off his lips.

"There are a lot of people here," he said, "it's easier to wear a mask."

The players who came in this time signed up voluntarily, and there must be a lot of high points among them. The two characters in the dungeon [-] were only five points similar to his body, so it was a coincidence that they were recognized.

Now he has the same face as before, and there is no reasonable explanation at all.

In order to keep a low profile and avoid unnecessary trouble, he temporarily put on a mask.

Anyway, this small town is full of weirdness. An NPC wearing a mask can at most arouse curiosity and inquiry, and it is far from discovering his true identity.

After being hugged and kissed for a long time, the grievance in Mingshu's heart was completely gone, she clenched Sang Yin's sleeve tightly, and looked at him dependently: "Okay..."

"What happened to that npc just now? Why did he rob me of my things?" Ming Shu continued to ask, "Also, in the Devil City of the amusement park, there is someone who looks very similar to you..."

Before he finished speaking, he keenly noticed that Sang Yin's expression froze for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

"I don't know, he has been following you during the day," Sang Yin replied, "I killed him once the day before yesterday, and he came back to life within an hour."

Sang Yin is a townsman NPC. After entering the dungeon, some cognitions belonging to the NPC were also in his mind, and he briefly stated what he knew.

The NPC whose neck was broken by him is like a guide, not only responsible for guiding the players who are new to the instance, but also the whole town seems to be under his jurisdiction.

The leader has a special identity, the dungeon setting and authority are very high, and all townspeople need to obey him.

In this case, Sang Yin is like a bug in the system, he cannot expose himself in front of the guide.

In addition, his actions are not restricted. He quietly killed the leader once, but after the other party was revived, he couldn't find out who did it. Maybe he thought it was some player.

Other townspeople cannot be resurrected after death, and they cannot go out at night, otherwise they will become unknown monsters.

Xia Zhu was also listening. Some of Sang Yin's words could not be said directly, but had to rely on hints and guesses.

"Is it the monster from last night?" Xia Zhu asked, "The two chasing Mingshu and me? Or the ones who stole our supplies?"

Sang Yin shook his head: "Not at all."

In his cognition, the "unknown monster" is actually more like "food" for another nocturnal creature, and the townspeople dare not go out at night because it is extremely dangerous for them.

Ming Shu suddenly became nervous: "Then you last night..."

No wonder he saw a strange change in Sang Yin's hand at that time, and left in a hurry after solving the two monsters, without staying for a moment.

"I'm fine," Sang Yin reassured, "Isn't it all right?"

He took Mingshu's hand, pulled him to his side, and half hugged him in his arms.

Xia Zhu coughed lightly, as if he hadn't seen anything: "What is another nocturnal creature? Is it also a monster?"

Sang Yin didn't know much about this, he only said that the blood monsters chasing Ming Shu and the other last night were servants of those creatures.

The number of blood monsters is determined by the number of people nearby, including townspeople and players. Only Ming Shu and Xia Zhu failed to go back in time in the nearby streets last night, and there were only two blood monsters.

Xia Zhu counted with his fingers: "In other words, townspeople, night creatures and blood monsters, unknown creatures who robbed us of supplies, players... four different camps."

The plot has only been updated once, and the situation is so complicated, Xia Zhu took a deep breath, and showed Sang Yin the things he bought in the cardboard box: "Bats will definitely come to grab my fangs again tonight, can these come in handy?"

Regardless of other things, the most important thing is whether the task can be successfully completed.

Sang Yin glanced at it: "Try it, kill those things, and your teeth will not be robbed again."

Xia Zhu is also aware of this, but the players have no skills to use, and the odds of winning against those vicious unknown creatures with their bodies alone are very small.

"What about the guide?" Xia Zhu was also worried about another question, "Will he also come to snatch it?"

The reaction of the guides was a little strange when they saw Ming Shu getting the wooden box. If the townspeople also coveted their supplies, it would be worse.

"He probably didn't want it, but was afraid,"

Sang Yin said, his expressionless face looked a little cold: "I will feel threatened, which proves that he will die too."

Just haven't found a way to actually kill him yet.

With a guide, Sang Yin's actions are restricted everywhere, and this npc must be solved.

The materials can be hidden in the house first, and the key is only one on the player. Without the key, the guide cannot enter during the day.

Unless he is also like those unknown creatures, important items belonging to him are brought into the house by the player, as if he has received some kind of invitation and permission.

Mingshu caught another message, and said nervously, "Then... can't you be with me at night?"

If Sang Yin couldn't enter his house, it was even more impossible to stay outside with him.

Sang Yin replied softly: "Well, I have to go back before dark."

But the monster from the swamp will definitely come again tonight, and the one from Devil City...

Ming Shu saw Sang Yin not long ago, and was about to leave after dark. He held Sang Yin's sleeve tightly, not wanting to let him go.

He told all the strange things he encountered last night and the situation in Devil City, including the algae left on the windows, and the "bride" promised by the devil when he gave him the wooden box.

Sang Yin remained silent and quietly listened to Ming Shu finish speaking.

"I'm afraid," Mingshu looked aggrieved, looking at him eagerly, "I want to be with you."

Sang Yin was very distressed, sighed and hugged Ming Shu, hesitant to speak: "They..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't know what he thought of, and his tone was a little awkward and cold: "Don't be afraid, throw the things outside the house first, and I will figure out the rest."

What is the specific method, Sang Yin is not fully sure, so he did not say.

And when the supplies are gone, you can get them back again. Sang Yin can't accompany Mingshu tonight, so the two monsters can't enter the house.

So finally, before dark, Mingshu returned to the house accompanied by Xia Zhu, took out his robe and wooden box, wrapped them in garbage bags, and threw them into the garbage can across the street when no one was looking.

The trash can won't be emptied until the next morning, and no one will be rummaging through the pile of trash until then.

The guide was not sure when he would be resurrected and reappeared. Sang Yin did not follow Mingshu, but watched them throw away the garbage bags from afar. Xia Zhu walked back with the cardboard box in his arms. Mingshu entered his house and closed the door.

The living room turned on the light, the curtains were half drawn, Ming Shu stood at the window and looked out.

Until the bell rang for the first time, he saw Sang Yin in the distance turn away and disappear at the corner of the street.

Ming Shu was reluctant to part, and it took a long time before he drew the curtains and went to the kitchen to get food.

Looking at the recovered food in the refrigerator, Ming Shu thought of another question. Only he can enter the house, so how did the fresh food come from every day.

In some dungeons, there is indeed a setting that the materials are refreshed repeatedly every day, which can also explain that Ming Shu is still a little inexplicably afraid, as if the house has come to life.

But in any case, the house was his only refuge.

Ming Shu unscrewed the milk and took a sip, then brought out some rice and vegetables, and made a simple meal.

After dinner, it was already night, the streets outside were empty, and the street lights were still bright.

Ming Shu drew the curtains and went back to the bedroom, opened the system panel to ask about Xia Zhu's situation.

Xia Zhu didn't choose to throw away his fangs. His situation was different from Mingshu's. Bats were relatively easy creatures to deal with, but other teammates were not.

Mingshu walked into the bedroom and turned on the light, and suddenly heard a system prompt.

[Sub-quest 2: Obtaining supplies (2/[-])]

[Sub-quest [-] has been completed!Please go to the background to check your reward points by yourself]

Before dark, Mingshu threw away his robe and tail, and the mission has already been reversed, and the system reminded him once.

But now...

Ming Shu's face turned pale, looking at the wooden box and outer robes placed on the bedside table.

Didn't he throw it away... Why did he come back by himself?

Mingshu backed away vigilantly, took out the pocket knife in his pocket, and carefully checked every part of the house.

There was no second person in the house, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and they were locked from the inside, and nothing unusual could be found, except for the reappearing robe and wooden box.

Mingshu returned to the bedroom, summoned up the courage to go forward, and reached out to touch his outer robe.

Not hallucinations, things do come back.

"咚咚-"

There was a crisp knocking sound from outside the window, and Ming Shu hurriedly hid behind the bedroom door.

"Baby, it's me." The voice was slightly familiar, it was the man who came last night.

"Don't you like my clothes? Why throw them away?" He sighed. "Let me come in and put them on for you myself."

Ming Shu held his breath and didn't answer. Hearing the faint sound of footsteps moving to the door, the door handle turned slightly.

"and many more……"

At the critical moment, Mingshu stopped him, and it really became quiet outside the door.

Ming Shu picked up the dark red robe and walked towards the door step by step: "I'm sorry, I didn't take your clothes away on purpose... May I return it to you?"

The monster didn't break in directly last night, maybe they still have to discuss... Return the clothes to him first, and think about the task tomorrow.

Ming Shu was uneasy, waiting for the monster's answer, but heard him say: "Not good."

The door lock was unscrewed with a "click", and a gust of cold wind blew in.

Ming Shu threw down his coat and turned around to run. Suddenly, a dark figure stopped in front of him.

The lamps above the head flickered a few times, and the light became a little dim.

Humid water vapor rushed towards the face, and the figure in front of him was wearing a black wizard robe, and the hem and sleeves were stained with some mud and algae.

Ming Shu froze in place, her amber pupils dilated slightly, she didn't know whether it was from fear or shock.

This was the first time he saw the face of the Swamp Thing clearly, why...he looks exactly like the devil in Devil City?

Some vague guesses came to mind, Ming Shu looked at this face with a dull expression.

Holding the robe thrown away by Mingshu in one hand, the wizard stepped closer.

Ming Shu wanted to escape in another direction, but the moment he turned around, the wizard appeared in front of him again.

"Hiding for what?" The wizard seemed displeased, and easily grabbed Mingshu's wrist, pulling him closer to him.

He lowered his head and sniffed Mingshu's hair, his palms were pale and cold, but his breath was warm, spraying on Mingshu's face.

"I'll help you take off your clothes and put on mine," he imitated Ming Shu's tone of wanting to return the clothes to him just now, with a nasty arc on his lips, "OK?"

Mingshu looked like she was about to cry: "I... can I do it myself?"

"Take it off by yourself?" The wizard bent down to get closer to Mingshu, and if he moved a little further, he could kiss his cheek, "Of course, it's right here."

His words were tantamount to teasing, and his cold fingertips covered Ming Shu's chin lightly.

A faint herbaceous fragrance mixed with the cold wind, and a little earthy smell.

Ming Shu tried hard to think about what to do, when the slightly open door suddenly closed tightly with a "bang".

A strong smell of blood came, and the living room was shrouded in a layer of red light. Another tall figure appeared behind the wizard, and a pair of demon horns were reflected on the wall.