this is not a joke

Chapter 69 Chen Fang's Second Strange Story
On this day, the entire country of China was boiling.

It was not much different from what was expected at the beginning. All industries were almost shut down. However, the tenacity of the Chinese people was unparalleled in the world. After half a day, the order of life was still on track, but everyone had an extra object of attention-weird talk.

After Shenzhou officially announced the news, other countries around the world followed in the footsteps of China and began to make official announcements, and even some small vassal countries specifically solicited the opinions of China before the official announcement.

And some countries that often confront Shenzhou claim that they have mastered more and more advanced strange talk materials, which are classified as state top secrets.

China did not pay attention to this kind of non-brained, shitty and farting remarks, nor did it flatter and flatter it like other unintentional countries in an attempt to seek a little bit of top secret.

Zhoucheng, in an unremarkable shared house.

Chen Fang turned off the TV and returned to her bedroom.

The national announcement that just ended made her feel a little nervous again, her hands were clenched tightly unconsciously, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Not only that, but her face was also slightly pale.

At this time, Chen Fang had braided braids, and put the braids on the back of her head, wrapped them in a silk scarf and net bag to prevent them from falling down. She was wearing a black sports singlet that was easy to move around, and on her feet were a pair of blue-orange running shoes that she just bought.

She looked up at the alarm clock time on the bedside table, stretched her limbs, and took several deep breaths, like an athlete who was about to start a competition.

When the time pointer reached the value of 12, Chen Fang let out a breath and looked away from the alarm clock.

"coming!"

In the next second, her figure disappeared without a trace.

……

The same Zhoucheng.

Wei An also entered the bedroom.

He didn't want to get into some strange talk, but after closing the door, he opened the "story editor" in his mind.

Wei An actually still has some complaints about the plot editor who is now his golden finger.

Especially the editor's performance in the strange talk of "Passenger", as if deliberately avoiding the answer, forcing Wei'an to guess it by himself.

Wei An has two guesses about this situation. One is that the reason why the editor deliberately did not guess the result he wanted was to keep the strange talk interesting. If he got the answer directly, that is, he won from the beginning, then There is no longer the meaning of the strange talk of "passenger".

The second reason is also intentional by the editor. The purpose is that it may sense that "someone" is observing the strange story, or that an invisible hand is manipulating the strange story.

Therefore, it is impossible to make your own performance too abrupt. If you enter this kind of strange talk about guessing the answer, if you appear to win in seconds, it is very likely that the "person" who is observing will find something abnormal.

In other words, the editor is also helping itself.

Wei An is more inclined to second guess.

Taking a slight breath, Wei An charged 100 energy points into it, to see if he could open another editor function better than "Search Ghost Story".

After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

Wei An knows that the editor's appetite is gradually increasing now. Before 100 o'clock, there was a "search ghost talk" function, but now it is obviously not working.

He recharged 100 points again, but it still didn't work.

Just one hundred and one hundred charging, after charging 1000 points, the editor finally responded, with a slight shock, a gray button slowly lit up, and the text was displayed on the button - Locate the character.

"Positioning the role?" Wei An was a little confused, not knowing what it meant.

A reminder then appeared in the mind.

[The first time you activate the "positioning role" function, it will be activated once for free after the start of the next ghost talk, and you will need to spend a certain amount of energy points to activate it later. 】

Since there was a chance to use it for free, Wei An didn't make random guesses anymore, but was going to wait until the next strange talk started to take a look before talking about it.

But according to the literal meaning, this should be a function that can locate a certain character in the ghost story.

At this moment, he suddenly heard two very abrupt "dog barks" from the living room.

My mother went out to buy vegetables, and only my father was in the living room.

……

In a completely dark ancient town.

There was no moonlight overhead, and the town was silent. The doors of every house were closed, as if this was a deserted town.

A young man was walking along the small road paved with bluestone bricks with an ancient lamp in his hand, and Chen Fang followed him step by step.

The man had a short knife in his hand, and Chen Fang also held a Tang knife with a sheath in his hand. It could be seen that this knife was very sharp.

Chen Fang looked in a very bad condition at the moment. Her clothes were stained red with blood, and she walked a little staggeringly, but she kept holding the handle of the knife and was always vigilant about her surroundings.

After a while, the man stopped in front of him, turned around and said, "I've walked seventeen laps in the town, and the oil lamp is almost out of oil. If we can't find the last monster in this round, we'll go back again." I can't go out either."

The man's physical condition is also not good. Just after he finished speaking, his mouth was already bleeding.

Chen Fang nodded and coughed twice: "The last prompt said: The burning oil lamp exorcises evil spirits, but the wick likes the wick. This is obviously contradictory. If the oil lamp is always on, it is impossible for it to approach us."

"You mean, we... put out this oil lamp?" The man hesitated.

"Why don't you stay away from me, let me be alone in the dark, attract it, and then we'll attack back and forth to kill it?" Chen Fang suggested.

"Okay." The man immediately agreed without thinking.

Chen Fang surpassed the man's position and took two steps forward. After leaving the light coverage of the oil lamp, she heard a rustling sound soon.

The rustling sound did not come from any other direction, but from where the man was, right behind Chen Fang.

If Chen Fang looked back, she would find that the oil lamp in the man's hand had turned into a strange dark green flame, almost withered. At this moment, the man's face was extremely ferocious, with the corners of his eyebrows raised high, his nostrils became thick and round, and the corners of his mouth It was cracked to the root of the ear, revealing a mouthful of incomparably black but extremely sharp black teeth. A scarlet tongue squeezed out from between the teeth, like a nimble snake around the mouth.

At this time, the man was less than half a meter away from Chen Fang. If Chen Fang turned his head, his tongue would be inserted into Chen Fang's forehead accurately.

Sure enough, the strange noise behind made Chen Fang turn around.

But what turned around with her was the Tang knife in his hand.

While turning around, Tang Dao swung out instantly, the blade first cut off the long tongue, and the tip of the blade almost knocked over the oil lamp with dark green flame at the same time, and then slashed across the man's face.

The man's jaw suddenly separated from his entire face.

Chen Fang plucked up the courage to swing the saber back, making the other party's conspiracy come to nothing, and then the Tang Dao was sent forward suddenly, the tip of the saber pierced the back of the brain, dripping dark green blood.

"When we found the oil lamp, the lamp had already been extinguished, and the strange wick was attached to it, so it should have been attached to the wick long ago. As a result, whoever lights up the lamp will suffer bad luck." Chen Fang said to herself, "I'm sorry!"

The man holding the oil lamp was actually controlled as early as the moment he lit the wick, turning into a weird one.

After killing the last monster, a wave of exhaustion instantly spread across Chen Fang's body.

In the bedroom of the shared house, Chen Fang's figure appeared again, and Tang Dao had been stored in the personal item column.

She looked tired, and she didn't have time to look at the rewards she had received, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

　Ask for tickets for the new week!Follow-up is more important!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)