Last time, I said that I would definitely not find her, and I was slapped in the face within a few days.

Su Fuqing scolded secretly.

It was impossible for the two of them to think of looking for the police, probably a bad idea from a lack of morality that didn't think it was a big deal.

Teacher Tao said: "Then I asked someone to go to your village to inquire, only to know that your parents originally wanted to have another son, and went to the hospital a few days ago to check the body, but the results of the examination showed that your father was no longer fertile, and the two had a big quarrel, and suddenly remembered that there was also you, the daughter who was forgotten by them in the corner." ”

I see.

The baby son is gone, and he can't give birth to another son, so he remembered that there is a daughter who can provide for them in his old age.

"You didn't answer their calls in the past two days, they went around the village saying that you were not filial, and the two of them went out together this morning, probably to find you."

Su Fuqing knew that it would definitely not be easy for Mr. Tao to inquire about these news, and a warm current surged in his heart.

"Teacher, I know, you don't have to worry, I can handle it myself......"

To appease Teacher Tao, Su Fuqing thought: When I come out of the copy this time, I will go back to see the teacher.

The teacher never saw her, and he would always worry about her.

Before, she was always worried that going back would cause trouble for the teacher, but avoiding it would not solve the problem.

If there is really any trouble, it is a big deal that she will strike first, and no one can hurt the teacher anyway.

Moreover, Su Fuqing remembered what Ai Xiaonian said that day, in case she was not there one day......

Instead of looking ahead and hesitating away from Teacher Tao, who really cares about her, it is better to let the teacher take a look at her while she is still alive.

——

Knowing that her good parents were going to come over, Su Fuqing certainly couldn't help but prepare.

She first messaged her three roommates, telling them not to bother if a couple claiming to be her parents approached them.

The three of them didn't ask much, they just said yes.

Then Su Fuqing told Zhao Jing about this matter again, anyway, Zhao Jing already knew the situation in her family, and she had a heart that aspired to be a good brother (old mother), so it was great for him to help solve this matter.

Sure enough, Zhao Jing quickly gave Su Fuqing a reassurance: "Don't worry, they won't find you, you can prepare to enter the copy with peace of mind." ”

After tossing this matter, it's almost time to enter the dungeon.

After two dungeons, there are probably about 150,000 players left in the entire Blue Star.

It was close to 12 o'clock at noon.

Su Fuqing put away the pistol, bullets and healing props close to him, especially the healing props used to save his life.

I hope that I can at least have good clothes to wear this time when I enter the dungeon.

I think so, but unfortunately it always backfires.

After the familiar feeling of vertigo, Su Fuqing opened his eyes, first lowered his head, and saw a shabby and sloppy short-sleeved trousers he was wearing.

Again.

Touching the pocket of his pants, the three props were inside, and Su Fuqing was a little relieved.

Wait, something seems wrong.

Su Fuqing stretched out his hands and saw a pair of palms covered with calluses, but obviously not belonging to adults.

She...... Getting younger?

Su Fuqing blinked, a little dazed.

Looking up again, she seemed to be in a classroom, a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls were sitting in their seats, and several of them had the same blank faces as her, obviously also players.

Among these people, there is actually an acquaintance.

Su Fuqing and Ai Xiaonian looked at each other, and quickly looked away.

I didn't expect the two of them to be assigned to the same copy.

The day before yesterday, they could be said to have broken up unhappily, and it was a little embarrassing to meet again.

At this point, the mechanical voice began to announce the contents of this copy:

[Welcome to the Level 2 dungeon: The Secret of Quanlong Village.] ]

[Quest Quest: Discover at least one secret of Quanlong Village.] ]

[Mission Duration: 5 days]

[Number of players: 8]

Eight people, she only found six people who were obviously players, plus she was seven, there should be one more person.

Su Fuqing looked left and right generously, observing who was most likely to be the last player.

Although she is ready to be a lone wolf, she doesn't mind revealing her identity as a player. Sometimes, proper cooperation is also important.

A group of viewers have already poured into the live broadcast room.

[？ How is it a bunch of underage? ]

[There are few underage players, so it's impossible to get a copy.] ]

[Wait, I seem to see a very familiar player.] ]

[Who are the players?] ]

[I see, it's they who get smaller!] ]

[What does that mean?] ]

[The actual age of these players is definitely more than fifteen or sixteen, they have all gotten younger.] ]

[Ah, what else can it be?] ]

[Maybe it's to fit the character, could it be that their copy is at school this time?] ]

[No, it's written next to it, this copy is called "The Secret of Quanlong Village", in a village.] ]

[Horror Mountain Village, the sense of the picture is there.] ]

[It's definitely a bit of a Chinese horror.] ]

[Marriage or trafficking in women?] ]

[Hey, hey, no spoilers!] ]

[Not necessarily, don't be so hasty to draw conclusions.] ]

[However, based on my experience of reading infinite stream novels for so many years, nine out of ten mountain village copies are ghost marriages or abduction and trafficking of women.] ]

[Laughs to death.] ]

[Maybe this one copy is the one left of the ten different fireworks.] ]

[……]

Su Fuqing had already recorded the faces of everyone in this classroom, plus she had a total of twenty-eight people.

There is also an intriguing fact: among the twenty-eight there are eighteen boys and ten girls, and there are many more boys than girls; And boys dress significantly better than girls.

Of the seven players known so far, there are three women and four men.

Su Fuqing thought that she could probably guess some of the situation in this village.

But what are they doing sitting here now?

I didn't see the teacher, but everyone sat honestly in their seats and didn't say a word.

The classroom is also quite shabby, with scratches and handwriting on the walls. The weather was a little hot, and the fans on the ceiling were on and creaking, but they were turning slower than the other, and the wind could hardly be felt. The blackboard is full of chalk traces, the kind that can't be erased, and it has a sense of age.

Just when Su Fuqing wanted to venture out and have a look, a young man wearing a shirt and trousers with a briefcase under his arm walked in.

Teacher?

The age man walked to the podium and said, "Students, in five days, it will be the annual sacrificial festival in Quanlong Village, and we will have a holiday from noon today, but the teacher still has a task to explain to you." ”

The festival of sacrifices, a festival that has a secret as soon as you hear it.