Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

Zhang Zhi saw Yang Xianluo running up in a hurry and asked in surprise, "Sister Xianluo, why is your face so red?"

Before she could answer, Li Qianqian replied very considerately, "She must have been running too fast and her heart rate was too fast, so her face was so red. Didn't you see that there was sweat on her forehead?"

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After taking a closer look, Zhang Zhi found that Yang Xianluo's forehead was really covered in sweat. He looked at her with concern and said, "Sister Xianluo, it doesn't matter if you run a little slower. We will be fine."

Yang Xianluo, who was still thinking about how to explain the reason for her blushing, looked slightly embarrassed and said with a very embarrassed smile, "Okay, I will listen to you and run slower."

"Two hundred and five!" Huang Ying looked at Zhang Zhi and Tian Sha and couldn't help but roll her eyes secretly.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Bochong walked over with his sword in hand, staring coldly at Zhang Zhi with a pair of dark and deep eyes. The hand holding the sword was clenched so tightly that veins were visible.

"Ah sneeze~" Zhang Zhi rubbed his nose with his fingers after sneezing and said, "Why do I feel a little cold around me!"

"In this hellish place, so many people have died, so it's normal for you to feel cold," Li Qianqian said.

"That's right." Zhang Zhi rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and said to Wan Bochong with a smile, "Brother Wan, let's go to the office upstairs and see what the leader's office looks like."

Wan Bochong glanced at him coldly and walked away. The air pressure all over his body was so cold that it could freeze someone to death.

Zhang Zhi asked belatedly, "Brother Wan, what's wrong with him? Why do I feel like he's angry?"

"How do we understand the world of bosses? Besides, Mr. Wan is not always so cold."

"That's right!" Zhang Zhi replied with a silly smile.

Climbing up the dark stairs, you saw a dimly lit office.

There is also a mourning hall in the office, with several tablets placed on it, which should be those of the paper leaders.

There were several coffins placed in front of the mourning hall. A cold wind blew over, yellow paper money was flying in the sky, white mourning flags were raised in the wind, and the atmosphere of terror suddenly filled up.

"There shouldn't be any ghosts here, right?" Li Qianqian fearfully hid behind Zhang Zhi and pulled his back hem with his hand and asked.

"With Sister Xianluo and Brother Wan here, I won't be afraid even if it is haunted." Zhang Zhi puffed up his chest and said, "Besides, with my ability, I can survive for a while."

"Brother, I think the talisman paper in your hand is pretty cool. Can you give me a few of them?" Li Qianqian said, looking at the talisman paper in his hand.

"It's easy to say, but every piece of my talisman paper is very precious." Zhang Zhi said with a troubled expression, "If you just give it to me, I would really be reluctant to part with it."

"I understand, brother, I have a lot of money, little brother, just ask!" Li Qianqian said very politely.

"Then give this number?" Zhang Zhi raised five fingers in front of him and said tentatively.

Seeing the hand raised in front of his eyes, Li Qianqian thought to himself, "Fifty thousand yuan a piece seems a bit expensive, but if it can save your life, then it should be more expensive!"

"Okay, deal, give me ten pieces first!"

Zhang Zhi was overjoyed. He counted ten talisman papers and handed them to him. He said happily, "That's a total of five hundred yuan. You must remember to give it to me when you go out!"

"What?" Li Qianqian couldn't believe his ears and looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "You said so many talismans cost five hundred yuan?"

Seeing Li Qianqian's exaggerated expression, Zhang Zhi couldn't help but feel guilty. Could it be that he was too evil and bought it too expensively?

"Didn't you agree to fifty yuan a piece? Why is it too expensive now?" Zhang Zhi said with some lack of confidence.

Li Qianqian stretched out a hand and asked him, "Does the gesture you just made mean fifty yuan?"

"Of course, does it still mean five yuan?" Zhang Zhi said quickly, "I can give you a discount, but not five yuan a piece. I worked hard to draw this."

Suddenly, Li Qianqian looked at the talisman paper in his hand and fell into deep thought. Can these talisman papers be useful if they are so cheap? Can they be fakes?

"Throw away all these memorial tablets. How do those black-hearted paper figures have the right to set up a mourning hall?" Yang Xianluo said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "They really know how to enjoy themselves. Not only did they set up a mourning hall for themselves, they also put all the coffins in it.

Now that everything is well prepared, the funeral will be a success."

Zhang Zhi, Tian Sha and Li Qianqian quickly stepped forward, took down the tablets, threw them on the ground, and stepped on them with their feet.

Then he placed all the memorial tablets of the employees and lit three sticks of incense for them to pay their respects.

After Huang Ying put the incense in the incense burner, she turned her head and looked at the coffins in the office and asked, "Sister Xianluo, what should I do with these coffins? Placing them here takes up too much space."

"What else to do, of course, throw them out."

Yang Xianluo immediately turned on the rampaging loli mode, picked up the coffins, and threw them outside.

With a "bang", the coffin hit the ground hard and immediately fell into pieces, with several pieces of clothing exposed inside.

"Ha!" Yang Xianluo looked at Ye Song and said amusedly, "Those paper figurine leaders of your company are also amusing. They put their own clothes in the coffin without their bodies. What's the use of that?

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Ye Song lowered his head nervously and said, "They are just looking for some psychological comfort."

"If you have a black heart, what kind of psychological comfort do you need?" Yang Xianluo sneered, "Besides, whether they have a heart or not is another question!"

"Yes, yes!" Ye Song murmured in response.

They have been busy all day and night. Although it is working time now, there is no work that they need to do. Moreover, the office downstairs has been burned down, so even if they want to work, they can't find a place to work.

I cleaned the office carefully, then took off the spiritual flag, spread it on the floor, and started to catch up on my sleep.

I have to endure it like a hawk every day, how can I still bear it? After today, there are still six days of classes to go!

"Ah!" Li Qianqian cried out comfortably while lying on the ground, with tears in his eyes. "It feels so good to lie down. I have never thought that sleeping is such a happy thing."

Xiao Guoer looked at Yang Xianluo who was already lying down and asked, "Host, aren't you going to find the evil god now?"

"Don't worry, there are still six days left. Let's spend a few days to live in peace for the time being. Only after recharging our energy will we have enough energy to deal with it." Yang Xianluo said with his eyes closed.

To be honest, she wants to show off now. After all, she is a SSS-level dangerous creature. Even if she is killed, she doesn't dare to step forward and give the evil god a severe beating. Let her go in front of the evil god and receive a severe beating.

Not even close.