Lan Shuying peeled off a piece and lay back silently.

It should be because I have lived too long, and I will cherish some people who are just passing by, even if they have a confusing relationship behind their backs...... That person himself, she will always remember. The mystery left by the little girl, she must remember it even more.

The master of the underworld, I heard that he is stronger than Nanming.

She had a good target.

"The brother and sister don't have a good thing, so they can rest assured when they are cleared. Do you want to be a good person today? Jialan was expressing her displeasure. They all have death amulets, and they don't mind winning or losing a game, but they're afraid that her affairs will be messed up by An Li.

Lan Shuying chewed on the candy cube, a little helpless: "No." ”

In this game, cannibalism is forbidden - the kind that is life-threatening.

The god of day told her.

"Then you didn't say it soon......er," Jialan sighed, "scaring my child enough...... Tsk, I haven't tasted her dessert in years. "The sourness is pervasive.

"That's when I first found out." Lan Shuying said.

Daygod always likes to give short notice, she is not a roundworm in his stomach, and the news is inevitably untimely.

Fortunately, it was stopped in time.

At that time, the nightingale had not yet made a dead hand.

If he waited for her knife to go down, and then let An He realize that she couldn't kill him, he would be more likely to be cautious.

"It's okay if you don't go out, I'll keep an eye on it, and I won't let them wake up." Jialan said.

Under the premise that the lineup is so extravagant, it is already a shame to be driven out of the branch line by two stinky fish and rotten shrimps, and it is resolute not to lose.

There was silence for a while.

The second piece of sugar was also chewed, and Lan Shuying heard Jialan say, "District Eleven, are you sure you want to hand it over to Nightingale?" I'm a little worried that she won't be able to convince the public, over there...... After all, there have been more than 100 years of chaos. ”

"She can't convince the public, you can do it."

She couldn't go out of her way to take it, polish it, and pass it on to Nightingale peacefully.

Jialan was choked by her, and also smiled, with a slight exploration in her words: "That's the truth." Speaking of which, she took over the family business you saved and inherited your karma, so she is considered most of her apprentices, right? ”

After dissolving the symbiosis contract, the only thing that holds the three of them together is their feelings, and there are no fetters.

"I have apprentices."

Lan Shuying paused, and simply made it clear: "Don't treat me here as a good place, there are some things they can do thankfully, but you can't." If I have a developed time, I will never forget everyone, if I die...... No one will remember me. ”

She was on the broken ship of the god of daylight.

When the night god is free, she may need to enter the Three Thousand Realms again.

The new law enforcement envoy has a closer relationship with her, but she just votes for the wrong person and does not get in the way; When it comes to Jialan, she is already qualified to enter the blacklist of the night god, so it's better to be cautious.

After all, there is no second soul bead to spoil it.

There was another burst of silence.

Jialan asked one last question: "How is your apprentice?" ”

“……”

Lan Shuying smiled and shook her head again and again.

It was as if someone had asked her that question.

"He's a good thing, and he's sensible."

"In the future, I will not accept any more apprentices."

……

The An siblings are trapped in a dream.

As the dream controller, Jialan asked all the plots about Ghost 5 from An Li's mouth, of course, referring to the part that An Li remembered.

If the plot doesn't change, the mustache will encounter a monster that calls itself "Glutton" in the evening.

And the reason why the monster appeared is because there is a gas called "Runge-42" in the oxygen of this planet.

It works on the human imagination.

Moreover, it only targets what people fear deep down.

"Let's just understand it as a nightmare come true." Jialan explained.

Glutton, like a walking trench coat, is what the mustache once feared.

He may have forgotten these things himself, but his subconscious mind has always helped him remember. Eventually, due to an overdose of Renger-42, it catalyzed the strange things to make a comeback from the depths of his memory.

Xie said optimistically: "Nightmares are also dreams, and the creatures in the hallucination do not exist, like the clothes monster yesterday, he scared himself!" ”

The implication is that the mustache will be fine.

With so many people watching, how could he be scared to death by his hallucinations? Big deal, wake him up!

Xie Tian said in a low voice: "This matter...... I'm responsible. ”

Everyone was stunned.

"The story of Ghost 5, I've also seen it, if I could have realized it sooner......"

Everyone was stunned.

Lan Shuying interrupted his assumptions: "There is no if. ”

If it was thanks, he would definitely not be as loud as An Li did, but would set up hints for everyone to understand.

You can't turn back time, and it's useless to think too much.

However, with thanksgiving additions, everyone's understanding of the plot context has deepened.

……

The mustache lay down nervously.

He will continue to play the role of a tool man.

He glanced at the pillow with his head against the pillow, and then looked away uncomfortably.

"You just don't think I exist, don't look this way!" The nightingale warned him.

The room is a cube.

She was stuck at the junction of the two walls, supported by wooden planks and simple rings, and after performing the concealment technique, her sense of presence was greatly reduced, and it was not easy to find that there was actually a person stuck here if she looked closely.

It's starting to get dark.

Dusk is approaching.

The nightingale was watching the mustache underneath.

His eyes were wide open.

It's not that I can't sleep, but I don't dare to sleep.

Once asleep, he was entrusting his life to a few young men, and he was not willing to take any risks. The chamber of the gun was already filled with bullets, and the cold feel of the handle gave him a sense of security.

He exhaled slowly, and suddenly his eyes jumped!

He saw another man!

A weirdo with a crocodile head!

Where did it come from?!

"Hello!"

The crocodile head didn't come up and hit him like a clothes monster, but greeted him politely.

"Hello......" the mustache replied in a whisper.

Nightingale's eyes widened at once!

At the same time, there were others who cheered up.

This room, during the day, they have carved some narrow strips and holes, just to keep an eye on the situation in the house, the nightingale is in the house, and the others are outside.

Under everyone's gaze, the mustache began to talk to a cloud of air.

"Who are you?"

“……”

"Are you really going to eat me?"

“……”

There are only these two sentences.

He shot suddenly!

Shoot wildly at the area in front of you at a height of about 1.5 meters!

After the bullet was fired, despair appeared on the mustache's face.

When Nightingale realized that she could move, she jumped to the mustache and slashed the air many times with her tactical knife.

No obstacles.

"Hey?!" She shouted.

The mustache ignored her, as if he hadn't seen it at all.

The nightingale slapped him on the cheek and shook him on the shoulder, reminding him loudly: "Speak! ”

The mustache woke up like a dream: "Uh! ”

"Is it gone?" Nightingale asked him.