The Morgue
The rough man's words drew laughter from the people around him who gambled with him.
Another man grabbed the boy by the arm and snatched him out of the rough man's hands. It seems to be casually placed on his thigh, making the boy's posture a little more comfortable.
This later man obviously didn't buy the accounts of rough men, and he loudly reprimanded the previous man: "Hongzhen, you are doing a cheap deal." If we want to be macro and waiting, do we need your consent? ”
The rough man called "Hongzhen" replied with a blushing face and a thick neck: "Hongshan, you'd better count the days, today Honghe is mine, and it's not your turn to touch it." ”
Seeing that the two men were about to quarrel, two girls who were originally chatting by the window walked over quickly.
One grabbed the man known as "Hongshan" and said in a coquettish voice: "Yo, why are you still in love with this mouthful?" Is it because you don't like me to serve badly? ”
The other girl also seemed to have no bones, and the whole person hung on Hongzhen's shoulders, and said coquettishly: "What's so fun about a skinny little cub?" Isn't it? Isn't it? ”
Hongzhen really didn't refuse to come, and stretched out his big hand to rub it on the girl next to him. When he was interested, he put his whole face on the girl and said vaguely: "Yes, yes, yes, it's still my family." ”
Yumi was made to tremble, and she didn't know whether to laugh happily or uncomfortably, and screamed.
Hongshan on the other side is obviously not as "casual" as Hongzhen, on the one hand, he pulled out his left hand and put his hands up and down on the girl next to him. The right hand on the other side refused to let go of the boy at all.
After both of them played for a while, Hongshan said to the girl next to him, "Asami, you are a woman, you won't know." This 'three flats are not as good as one round', what a feeling of ecstasy. ”
When Asami heard this, she immediately twisted her ass unconvinced, and replied, "Whether it is flat or round, women have it, but men are not necessarily." You say, isn't it? ”
Asami's coquettish skills are on par with Yumi. This became serious, and immediately hooked up Hongshan's soul away.
As soon as Hongshan's right hand was released, he let go of Honghe. Honghe hurriedly put on his pants and ran towards the door.
Perhaps, he was so scared that Honghe didn't notice that there were still a few people stored there by the door.
"Oops!" With a scream of pain, Honghe crashed into the high-rise remnant. By the way, it was directly picked up by the residual photos of the high-rise building.
Honghe struggled to reach out and kick his legs, but his figure was much worse than the afterglow of a high-rise building, and he looked like a mouse caught by a cat.
Honghe's shouts quickly attracted the attention of the people in the room. However, most of these people did not look up, but just let out an ambiguous laugh of "hey, hey, hey".
Occasionally, the person who swept over here with the corner of his eye only said vaguely: "Hongzhen, your Honghe was snatched away." "It's not salty.
After that, he continued to slap the table and gamble.
Zhaoxian and Zhao Yuxin looked at these people in front of them, and Zhaoxian couldn't help but shake his head and said, "These people, if they don't fall, they can't be regarded as human beings anymore. ”
Zhao Yuxin patted Zhaoxian's shoulder and said, "Forget it, let them go, they are not the people we are looking for." ”
Zhaoxian nodded and took the lead in leading the people away. Zhao Yuxin asked the high-rise remnants to put Honghe down, and the two of them carefully closed the door and left the smoky house.
Next, it's the third floor.
The structure of the third floor is very strange, and the ceiling of the entire corridor seems to be nearly one-third shorter than the first and second floors.
At such a height, people can only barely stand upright, and if they are not careful, they will touch the spirit stone that is adsorbed on the ceiling for lighting.
Of course, some people are tall and some people are short, and this one is not surprising in itself. If someone lives in such a space without feeling oppressed, it is a good example of space saving.
The most strange thing for Zhao Yuxin is that the entire third floor is as quiet as a cemetery in the middle of the night.
If it weren't for the occasional noisy sound downstairs, Zhao Yuxin would definitely think that his group had walked through some portal and came to another space.
Zhaoxian first made a move, letting his subordinates fill their feet. Then, he turned his head to Zhao Yuxin and said, "It's too quiet here, be careful." ”
Zhao Yuxin nodded in agreement, but was a little disapproving. Perhaps, this is the difference between the mood of players and NPCs.
From the player's point of view, no matter how weird it is, you must go in and explore. If you have a task or a treasure you find, won't you earn it?
Seeing Zhao Xian's timid appearance, Zhao Yuxin took the initiative to step forward and carefully pushed open the door closest to him.
Behind the door, there was a biting chill. This kind of cold reminded Zhao Yuxin of the morgue he had been to when his mother died.
The scene in front of me is also very similar to a morgue.
One after another, the bodies in white robes did not know whether they were dead or alive. They stacked them on top of each other like firewood stockpiled for a fire.
One person's head rests on the other's feet, and four people on a layer, as if one shaft after another.
Looking back, Zhaoxian looked stunned. Zhao Yuxin sighed, stepped forward, and touched the white-robed man in front of him.
When you start, it's a cold feeling. Just the touch of a fingertip allows this sensation to be transmitted directly to the depths of the cerebral cortex in a fraction of a second.
It turned out that these white-robed people were frozen. It looks like it's a fucking morgue here.
Turning around, he said to Zhaoxian: "It seems that this is the morgue of the white-robed man, there is nothing to see. ”
"Morgue?" Zhaoxian was surprised and asked, "Why is it a morgue?" ”
"I'll go, won't I?" Gao Lou almost burst out laughing, "You NPCs don't even know what a morgue is?" ”
The NPC in the game,When you die, it will turn into a white light and fly away.,There's no funeral setting.,It's actually normal.。
Originally, Zhao Yuxin didn't feel surprised because of this. What made Zhao Yu's salary a little uncalm was what Zhaoxian said next.
Zhaoxian looked at everything in front of him more and more confused, and whispered to Gao Lou as he explained: "We are here in the underworld, what do we want the morgue for?" In hell, no one can really die, and the only way to get out of here is to be reincarnated in the yang world. ”
yes, what kind of morgue do you want in hell? Who hasn't been a corpse before coming?
Then, why did these cold white-robed people in front of them appear here?