Big Bang Earth [Unlimited]

Facing the threat of words in Dabeitou, Ji Fanchun smiled warmly, as if he was facing his own terminally ill patient: "Don't worry, we have the most doctors here. They are not only good at curing diseases, but also good at curing ghosts."

Xie Bingyan gracefully pushed the glasses frame with his middle finger, and said sharply: "If you have ghosts in your heart, you are sick, just beat them to death."

The big back laughed a few times, shrugged nonchalantly, and glanced at Xie Bingyan's glasses.

"I know you, four-eyed demon. Hey, I've wanted to claim your bounty for a long time."

Xie Bingyan got the scalpel out of his sleeve: "What a coincidence, I have wanted to dissect your head for a long time."

"Haha, here, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it!" Da Beitou finished his harsh words and walked away arrogantly.

Just as he walked away, the young man with a lip ring who looked like a hooligan came over with three or four male and female players.

Seeing this scene, Ji Mucha and Ji Fanchun frowned in unison.

It seemed that they were the last to enter the game in this game, so something happened before they entered, and the players formed gangs.

And they were missing a key piece of information.

The young man with the lip ring seemed to be playing a hooligan to tease Qin Jiao. When he came in front of the four of them, he didn't give Qin Jiao a single look, but Ji Muxia.

"Everyone is the same, but you are different. I don't know if you will die first in this round, or will you die first?"

The young man with the lip ring held his head in one hand and his chin in the other, making an exaggerated expression of twisting his head, sticking out his tongue, as if he was a hanged ghost.

"Ah, I died so badly!"

Ji Muxia returned with a more indifferent attitude: "Don't worry, I've always been generous, Huangquan Road is not willing to go alone, I will definitely bring you with me."

The young man with the lip ring didn't care, and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

His evil eyes moved away from Ji Mucha, and focused on the other three people.

In his opinion, a weak chicken with no life in his hand is the best persimmon in this game.What I have to guard against are the other three powerful figures who are obviously in the same group as him.

Especially there are two well-known figures in it.

The focus of the lip ring youth fell on Xie Bingyan and Qin Jiao.

"I don't know how many bosses and bosses will thank me if I take you two back."

The lip ring youth stuck out his tongue and licked his lips stickily.

"I hope you can get out alive," Xie Bingyan smiled more and more gently, "My test bench has been prepared for you two."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." The young man with the lip ring smiled, looked at Qin Jiao again, looked up and down, his eyes swept across Qin Jiao's body nakedly, and licked his lips like salivating.

"I heard that beauties are especially good at seducing souls. When you are doing tasks, even the most powerful boss will be fooled by you like a fool. I am curious, is your method on the bed or off the bed?"

"Hey, the little bastard has no right to know." Qin Jiao rolled his eyes at the sky in disdain, not even bothering to say a harsh word.

The young man with the lip ring giggled a few times, didn't continue to entangle, and took the person away on his own.

The few players who followed him followed obediently like servants. Some female players were hugged in their arms and raised their hands, showing meek expressions of apologetic smiles.

Qin Jiao spat a few times in disgust, quite disgusted.

As soon as they walked away, Qin Jiao asked Xie Bingyan.

"You know them?"

After all, Xie Bingyan is cooperating with the authorities and has official channels. Maybe he can know the details of these two men who are not good at first sight?

The two Ji Muxia brothers looked over curiously together.

Xie Bingyan said indifferently, "I don't understand."

Qin Jiao: "Then you..."

"Can't you speak harshly if you don't know each other?"

Qin Jiao silently gave a thumbs up: "Yes."

Ji Mucha: "..." Very good, it's Xie Bingyan's style.

Ji Fanchun chuckled: "It really is you, an old fox."

"I remember that you are older than me. If I were an old fox, what would you be?" Xie Bingyan replied without showing any weakness.

Ji Fanchun: "I am your father."

Xie Bingyan: "...Fuck, you are shameless."

"What are we going to do?" Seeing that the two started to fight each other again, Ji Mucha had to interrupt their conversation and turn to business.

"Look for it yourself if no one tells you to." Ji Fanchun's face was serious, "The situation in this round is bad. I'm afraid it's not just a competition, but it's almost the same as a competition."

"Be careful when you're alone."

The three men looked at Qin Jiao together, and Qin Jiao wondered, "Why are you all looking at me? Shouldn't a gentleman accompany a lady to protect her?"

"Accompany you when you go to the bathroom?"

Qin Jiao shut up.

From this point of view, she is indeed in the greatest danger, after all, she is most likely to be alone.

The four of them seemed to be discussing in whispers in the corner of the temple, and their attention was distracted and observed.

Eighteen people seem to have been divided into four groups.

A team of six players with big backs;

Lip ring youth team of five players;

Ji Muxia formed a team of four, and the remaining three players disappeared.

According to what the villagers who led the way said, Ji Muxia was the last to come, so the remaining three players must have entered the game, but they are not in the temple.I just don't know if it's pure absence, or she's already been killed...

This is the first time when I entered the game it wasn't night, it looked like it was still early in the morning, there was no reminder for the countdown of the game, and there was no NPC to arrange specific tasks.

Not long after, the young men with big backs and lip rings successively signaled their players to investigate in the surrounding side halls.

The two players who were sent out showed forbearance. They wanted to resist but didn't dare, so they shrank their necks and went out.

This went, until the three sticks of incense enshrining Zhong Kui on the table were burned out, and he didn't come back.

There were only 15 people left in the temple.

The remaining players couldn't help talking, and some were panicked.

I haven't come back yet, and I haven't heard any movement. Could it be that something happened?

If this is the case, how difficult is this game for so many players to disappear in one day!

When the sun climbed into the sky directly above, the sound of several steady footsteps came from outside the temple.

A group of players who were discussing in low voices looked towards the door together, only to see a few men in sackcloth and filial piety.

"What are you doing, why don't you clean up the hall!"

The man in the lead is in his early forties, with a square Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the Sichuan character line between his brows that has been squeezed out by frowning all the year round. The same reprimanded.

"Why hasn't the idol been wiped? Wipe it clean! After wiping it clean, paint it again."

"Why hasn't the incense been replaced after it's extinguished? Wipe the incense table clean, the incense must not be broken!"

"Buy fresh melons and fruits for offerings, and remember to change them in time."

"Is there any paper money left? Why is there no one to make up for such a small amount?"

……

At the end, the village chief summed it up in one sentence: "You bunch of slobs are worse than each other!"

"If you don't do well, don't even think about eating today! Don't even think about getting paid!"

Player: "..."

Afterwards, the village head arranged for the villagers he brought to become supervisors, staying in the temple, watching these players help the workers.

The overseer villagers arranged jobs for each player in a decent manner, and when they saw someone being lazy, they scolded them again.

This is the first day of the game, no matter what the players have in mind, they seem to be relatively honest, while swallowing the scolding and doing things, they are looking for opportunities to find clues to the time.

At noon, a villager brought over a basket of thick noodle steamed buns and a jar of pickles. This was the player's lunch.

Ji Muxia's face was full of pickles after eating pickles: "I finally found something more unpalatable than cheap nutritional supplements."

There are pickles that are well made and taste quite good.There are also poorly made ones, single salty, so salty that people seem to be chewing salt in empty mouths.

Unfortunately, the pickles this time were poorly made, salty and bitter, with a slightly moldy astringent taste.

Ji Muxia put it down after taking a bite, preferring to eat only the steamed buns with thick noodles, because there was no water and she would choke.

"What kind of helper, I think it's hard work..." Ji Fanchun also complained rarely.

After the death of his parents, he slowly practiced his cooking skills in order to raise his younger brother. It is quite good. Eating such food now makes him lose all love for food.

"Can we eat the offerings?" Qin Jiao drooled as he looked at the offering fruits on the table.

"Eat it if you want to die." Xie Bingyan was the most adaptable, with a mouthful of steamed buns and pickles, his expression remained motionless, as if these foods were no different to him from what he usually eats.

"Seeing that you like it, I'll give it all to you." Ji Fanchun pushed the small dish of pickles to Xie Bingyan, and said generously, "You're welcome."

Ji Muxia glanced at his brother, with a flattering smile on his face: "Come on, Brother Bingyan, eat more if you like it."

Xie Bingyan: "..."

Mucha, you have learned badly.

"I only like Mucha..." Xie Bingyan pulled Ji Mucha's plate of pickles in front of him, and said an ambiguous sentence.

Just when the name "Muchia" was said, both Ji Fanchun and Ji Muxia's hearts skipped a beat.

Ji Fanchun narrowed his eyes dangerously, Xie Bingyan glanced at Qin Jiao, who was watching the excitement, and added the word "的".

Ji Muxia lowered her head, lowered her eyes to hide all her thoughts, and avoided Brother Ye's probing eyes.

"Hee hee." Qin Jiao ordered the dishes lively, and suddenly felt that the steamed buns and pickles were extremely delicious.

Then a plate of pickles was pushed in front of her.

Xie Bingyan: "Come, this gentleman will give it to you."

Qin Jiao:? ? ?

It's none of her business!

……

At night, instead of steamed buns and pickled vegetables, it became rice and vegetables, all vegetarian.

A group of players were led home by the village head, who opened a large-scale farmhouse, with a large enough dining hall and enough rooms for eighteen helpers.

After dinner, the village head distributed room keys to the players.

This farmhouse has only two floors, which are in the shape of a "mouth". The open space in the middle will invite a performance team to perform or hold activities during the peak tourist season.There is still a temporary stage that has not been removed.

The players were all arranged on the second floor. When going upstairs from the stairs, Ji Muxia deliberately walked around the edge of the stage to the stairs.

In the gap between the cheap red carpet on the stage, Ji Muxia once again saw some paper money.

When the night wind suddenly picked up, a corner of the red carpet was blown up, and when the paper money was about to float away, a corner was suddenly held down.

Ji Mucha stood, her gaze was too high to see what was inside the iron frame of the stage covered by the red carpet.

He even had the urge to squat down and take a look.After thinking about my own brush that is different from others, I still gave up.

So he could only see part of the outside, and saw the paper money being touched back bit by bit, while the red carpet was still fluttering out...