Chapter 17: What Drops from Your Hand Must Be Yours?
Xu An looked at the bus parked in front of him and fell into deep thought.
I looked back at the bus stop, yes, it was the first stop when I came, and it was also the place to get on the bus stop.
Came back on his own.
Soon, he understood that it was a strange event and that he had fallen into it.
Last train 44.
The player falls asleep in front of the computer, and Xu An doesn't know if he has triggered a certain dungeon or has fallen into some strange event.
According to the rules of the game, if the weird is not in the dungeon, it is most likely a rule event, and as long as you find the rules in it, you will not be killed or trapped.
Thinking back to the experience just now, if I had to do it all over again, I would definitely be trapped, reincarnated in Route 44, never able to get out of here, and finally trapped alive.
What if you don't get on the bus? Xu An raised his eyebrows, looked up at the bus driver, who also had a green face, and asked, "Do you want to get on the bus?" ”
"No!" Xu An refused.
The driver retracted his head and drove away without looking back.
Until the bus disappeared from view, he reached for his inventory and pressed his hand, ready to draw his knife for anything that might happen.
In this case, either get on the bus and find some kind of rule, or don't get on the bus and trigger other rules.
It's not worth the risk of getting on the bus, the cabin space is too small, which is not conducive to playing; Stay and encounter other situations, such a spacious place, you can escape if you can't beat it.
At this moment, his eyes wandered, scanning everything around him, such as a man wearing suspenders and constantly slapping a basketball in the fog?
Or carry a bowl of chicken soup and ask yourself if you can eat it?
Maybe it's all possible?
"Hello, lad!"
While he was guessing, a voice sounded behind him, which frightened Xu An and wanted to draw the knife, but he didn't feel threatened, so he stopped his hand, and then turned his head to look, and in his eyes, a rickety old woman was carrying a bamboo basket, and her eyes were bent into a crescent moon looking at herself.
The old man, like a lost man in the fog, asked, "Young man, has the last train passed?" ”
It was the old man who was seen in the car. Xu An's eyes skimmed when he saw that there was a dark coin in the basket on her back, and he immediately became vigilant.
Just now it was the appearance of the whole old woman that disrupted him, and then everything became different, and now it actually appeared?
"The last train has passed!" Xu An waved his hand and deliberately moved a few steps away, leaving himself room to react.
When the old man heard this, the smile on his face froze, like a ball of twisted paper inlaid on his face, which made people not want to look at it directly.
She put down the basket, pressed the basket with one hand, covered her eyes with the other, and then lowered her head, and soon came a low cry: "I didn't catch the bus, this big night, the old man will definitely be worried!" ”
What is this show? Xu An was confused, the old guy was quite good at acting, he was obviously weird, and he still made this play.
But after a long time, the old man did not disappear or attack him.
Xu An was also a little restless, looking at the old man squatting down, curled up into a placenta baby-like appearance, he was also a little unbearable, so he stepped forward and asked, "Grandma, where is your home?" ”
The old man's crying stopped, his wrinkled skins piled up in a ball, and he muttered with a sad face: "Go four more stations back, and come to a place called Huitou Station, there is a mass grave over there, which is my home!" ”
"......" I don't know why, hearing this, Xu An only felt that his whole body was cold and piercing, and the old man's words wanted to have magic power, which could make the temperature drop.
Mass graves? Who's going to be there?
Dead people, of course!
His body trembled, only to feel creepy, and did not continue to ask.
"Sure enough, it's ......" Looking at the old man's rickety figure, it was difficult for him to calm down.
However, he didn't want to deal with the old man, but the latter stepped forward and grabbed his arm with some excitement: "Young man, my legs and feet are inconvenient, can you carry me to the back station?" ”
As if she was afraid that Xu An would not agree, she hurriedly took out three dark coins from the basket: "I can give you three coins, and it's just a matter of one kilometer!" ”
Look at what I said, I really don't have a backache when I stand and talk... Xu An was a little speechless, looked at the old woman, and smiled bitterly: "Grandma, it's not that I don't help you, it's that I don't follow the way, and besides, ......"
You're not giving real money.
Just kidding, if you take out real money, you can still give it to you if you're in a good mood, but you're taking the dark coin, and it's still in this environment.
Whoever wants to take this money to carry the old woman, I laugh at him for the rest of his life.
At least Xu An won't, and he doesn't want to.
"Eh, young man, this money is easy to use, every time my wife gives me money and asks me to make a wish, it will come true the next day." The old woman didn't seem to want to let Xu An go, and pinched three pieces of money and wanted to stuff them into his pocket.
"Grandma, keep it for yourself!" You can use the Stygian Coin, if it's useful to me, can you still use it to work for the player?
He refused and pushed the old man's hand away, and the three coins fell to the ground.
"Eh, you young man......" The old man sighed helplessly, and was about to reach out to pick it up, when Xu An suddenly stretched out his hand to choke him.
"Wait a minute!" He subconsciously opened his mouth, and the old woman looked at her, her face full of question marks and puzzlement.
Xu An pointed to the dark coin on the ground and grinned: "Grandma, is this your thing?" ”
The old woman looked at him in surprise and stammered, "You, didn't you see that I just fell?" ”
"Oh? Does what falls out of your hand have to be yours? Xu An tilted his head and asked, after speaking, he reached out and picked up three dark coins, shook his hand leisurely, and put them in his pocket.
Just when he was in his pocket, his eyes flashed, and he secretly exclaimed: "Not good! ”
Occupational disease is committed!
Professional waste pickers who have a stubborn preference for things that leave their hands and will even pick them up for no reason!
"But at this time, ......" patted his head, turned his eyes to look at the old man, and wanted to apologize: "Grandma, I am an occupational disease." ”
But when he turned his eyes, the old man in front of him was long gone, and the ground was empty, so what old man was there.
"Ho ho ~ young man, you have to carry me home if you take my money!" The terrible laughter sounded in his ears, and Xu Ping'an tightened his body and almost died on the spot.
After feeling it carefully, I found that I felt as if I had a piece of glue stuck on my back, which was very uncomfortable.
He was about to reach out to grab it, but suddenly his expression stiffened, and he thought of a possibility, so he stiffly turned his neck to look back, only to see that the old woman just now didn't know when, climbed on his back, hung like a monkey, and didn't move.
Broken, possessed!
"Shhh~ Damn occupational disease!" He suddenly hated his profession.
Now an old woman is hanging on her back, so that people can see it, how to say it?
"Grandma, I'm just a mortal, you let me go!" However, there was no response, and the old woman just laughed there with a grimace and ignored him at all.
"Is it true that you really want to carry her?" Xu An was wondering if it was possible to take other actions if he didn't get on the bus.
It's pretty much in line with weird rules.
Thinking about it, he didn't hesitate, and ran away according to what the old man said.
Soon, he appeared at the next stop, but stopped a few meters away from the bus stop, because Xu An saw that in the bus stop, there was a figure sitting... No, two to be exact.
It was a mother holding her child, with her hands in her ear and making a phone call, and her mouth was full of words.
"?" Xu An couldn't care about the weight on his back, and his heart was already restless.
Isn't the woman in front of you on the bus, on the phone, arguing with her husband?
Why is she here?
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