Forces of Temptation

After commenting on the ghost's behavior, Nan Zhou took his work out of the kitchen, trying to find a trace of recognition.

He thought, there will always be people who like to eat okra and coriander.

But after being politely rejected by everyone for a round, Nan Zhou's beautiful idea was shattered.

Nan Zhou sat back on the chair beside the dining table with no expression on his face.

Although Shen Jie has just been pierced by Nan Zhou, she is more and more sure that Nan Zhou has a lot of ideas in his heart, but he has a weird personality, and he is willing to speak only if he is attracted.

As long as she wins, she doesn't mind being criticized.

She bit her ear to Li Yinhang: "You are his teammate, can you chat with him?"

Li Yinhang looked at Nanzhou.

Nan Zhou is bowing his head, stepping on the foot of the stool, and the orange cat is sitting.

Li Yinhang: “…”

She intuitively thought that Nan Zhou might not be thinking about the dungeon.

He was simply unhappy because the food he cooked was not recognized.

But she felt that even if she said so, Shen Jie would not believe it.

So Li Yinhang came to the depressed boss, and after pondering for a while, whispered to him: "I quite like eating zucchini."

Hearing this, Nan Zhou quickly raised his head.

Li Yinhang: "..." She swears, just now she saw Nan Zhou's eyes lit up.

Nan Zhou said, "I'll teach you how to make crafts."

…really very coaxing.

Yesterday, they learned about Xiao Ming's family structure.

So the manual work of "My Family" is relatively not particularly difficult.

Nan Zhou cut off the match head and used glue to demonstrate to Li Yinhang how to make a three-dimensional match man.

On the other side, Jiang Fang in the kitchen naturally took over Nan Zhou's work.

Now the height of the roof is too low for his height, he can only work with his head down.

He opened the refrigerator door and took out an onion.

Onions that have been frozen in the refrigerator are no longer so choking.

He looked around the refrigerator, counted the remaining meat and vegetables, and briefly memorized it in his mind.

…In addition to desserts, it turns out that Nan Zhou prefers these.

After turning back to the edge of the chopping board, Jiang Fang picked up the kitchen knife and slapped it gently. With the other hand, he held the side of the choker on his neck and stroked it twice.

He never imagined that he would have a day when he likes to cook.

…

The dishes made by Jiang Fang are still surprisingly rich and delicious.

This is one of the rare blessings of a bad mission.

The dessert used to add sugar to Nanzhou today is egg tart.

Li Yinhang muttered while eating.

On the bus, Jiang Fang claimed to be a mixed-race child who returned to live in China after his mother died.

In the current copy, Jiang Fang's identity has become a music exchange student between China and Ukraine.

His cooking skills, etiquette, social experience, thinking level are all top-notch…

Thousands of words come together into one sentence: What the **** are you doing?

However, Li Yinhang's muttering continued for a while.

As long as the other party is willing to take her, that is the father.

She is still picky when she hugs her thighs, she is really sick.

The fitness coach on one side had no grudges at all, and his face was red, and he sincerely praised: "Really, your craft is not like a foreigner at all."

Jiang Fang stared at Nan Zhou who was biting egg tarts wholeheartedly, with an impeccable smile on his face: "Thank you."

While everyone was enjoying this brief moment of relaxation, Yu Tuisi had already entered the children's room.

His mission is still "Nap".

Chen Sufeng felt uneasy when he thought that there might be a monster under the bed.

He suggested: "Brother Yu, let me do this task for you."

Yu Tuisi stroked his hair and said with a smile, "Children."

Chen Sufeng wants to argue: "I'm not..."

Yu Tuisi smiled and stretched out his hand in the air, waiting for Chen Sufeng to pick it up, but in his voice there was a firmness that would not allow any refutation: "Hold me up."

Chen Sufeng closed his voice, stopped talking, and took his hand.

He understood what Yu Tuisi couldn't say.

…"I'd like to write your homework for you, if possible."

Yu Tuisi will protect him no matter what.

Because he is Chen Suye's younger brother.

For this reason, he would rather give up the 200 points that he would most likely get after tearing the wallpaper, but also to ensure his own and his safety.

His determination was so strong that Chen Sufeng had nothing to do except accept such kindness and stay by his bedside.

A seemingly calm noon has passed.

There was no special movement in the children's room, but when the mission was over and he appeared in front of everyone again, Yu Tuisi's pale face really startled the others.

Yu Tuisi didn't have time to explain, and waved to Chen Sufeng: "Salt water."

He added: “…light salt water.”

The prepared salt water will come soon.

"I had another dream."

Yu Tuisi took it quickly, put a mouthful of salt water in his mouth, swallowed it violently, and then summarized: "...I dreamed of the smell of stew."

Everyone was confused at first, and then they all came to understand.

The meaning behind the stew can't be clearer.

Just by imagining, their faces became blue one by one.

Nan Zhou thought, sure enough, this copy is still providing them with clues.

The "nap" task that Yu Tuisi drew was the only one mentioned in the task description that he would "have a dream".

That is true.

On the first day, Yu Tuisi dreamed of the sound of sawing things.

The next day, he dreamed of the smell of stew.

The clues in his dream coincided perfectly with the haunted house where the murder happened.

In this way, even if their level is not as good as they are now, they can't find any clues such as hair in the sewer and oily pressure cooker, but they can see it from Yu Tuisi's dream. One or two traces.

As one of the prompts for the dungeon setting, Yu Tuisi's dream is very logical.

But correspondingly, the appearance of ghosts has no logic at all.

When these two things are compared, the latter becomes even more illogical.

…so why?

Yu Tuisi didn't have time to think about this.

He didn't eat anything at noon, his stomach was empty, and he boiled for a long time in the strong and strange smell of meat, and now he is in an embarrassing state of wanting to vomit but unable to vomit.

No way, he could only stimulate the base of his tongue with light salt water, forcing himself to vomit.

Soon, he reacted and was pushed into the bathroom by Chen Sufeng.

After a while, he heard a muffled retching sound.

Because of this experience, Yu Tuisi did not eat anything for the next day.

But then everything went very smoothly.

Li Yinhang's "manual" task, a safe transition.

Skinny Monkey and the fitness coach exchanged tasks and transitioned safely.

Shen Jie's "shampoo" task, a safe transition.

At the end of the day, apart from completing Xiao Ming's daily tasks, there was little substantial progress.

The main line has not been advanced in the slightest, and Yu Tuisi's dream is only a side evidence for the main line, which is of little significance.

The only thing that is valuable is that Jiang Fang deduced from the match that the people of this family will often go to a certain place, and Nan Zhou's analysis and evaluation of the ghost's behavior logic.

The dream at noon had a certain impact on Yu Tuisi's spirit. In addition, his physical fitness was already poor. Before nine o'clock, he had already fallen asleep.

Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang didn't seem to be very anxious about their current situation, so they both went to sleep in the children's room.

The skinny monkey couldn't sleep.

He plans to take inventory of the computer again.

Shen Jie did not approve of such dangerous behavior, but Thin Monkey insisted.

He said: "The computer is there, it must be useful for the copy setting, otherwise why put a computer there? It looks good."

Skinny Monkey: "..." is outrageous.

The result of the final discussion was that Shen Jie and Li Yinhang stayed in the living room to rest while the fitness coach accompanies Thin Monkey to brush the computer.

In the end, before 12:30, the fitness coach yawned in the sound of intensive keyboard tapping: "Little Hou, still not sleeping..."

The thin monkey stared at the computer screen: "I'll look for it."

The next second, the snoring of the fitness trainer rang.

Skinny monkey glanced at him and said nothing.

He didn't expect him to spend the night with him either.

As long as there is a living person around.

He took off his jacket and threw it on the fitness trainer, which seemed to cover him with a quilt.

He didn't know how many times he opened the various folders of the computer.

I have a movie folder on my computer, action, adventure, sci-fi, comedy, horror, history, whatever.

When he first discovered this, he thought there was a clue in it, so he dragged the progress bar and quickly sifted through all the movies.

It turned out to be just a movie.

There are many of them that he has seen in reality.

…This sense of connection between reality and fantasy makes people extremely uncomfortable.

Slim Monkey closed the folder page.

After refreshing the computer desktop several times, he suddenly thought of Jiang Fang's analysis of matches.

So, with a glimmer of hope, he typed "Family matches" into the search bar again.

No surprises.

But for the sake of the soul, Thin Monkey did not immediately close the search page.

He tried to delete the last two words.

—Search for Family.

A line of small words pops up under the search bar: "Find about 100,000,000 related results for you".

Skinny monkey **** softly and leaned back on the computer chair.

I know that this kind of popular vocabulary is searched in vain.

But it didn't take a moment for the skinny monkey's eyes to light up—

He sat up straight and downloaded several development tools one after another.

He even hated himself for being stupid.

I have been mixing copies for a long time, and I have even forgotten what I am good at.

He kept his fingertips, typing lines of code quickly.

In the field familiar to the thin monkey, there is light in his eyes.

Gradually, a simple application gadget gradually emerged from his fingertips.

Even though all records are wiped from your computer, the online world is different.

The wild goose made a sound, and there were marks on the snow.

Before, because the network was too large, Thin Monkey was naturally helpless and unable to start.

But now, the skinny monkey has at least the keyword "Family".

After nearly an hour of busy work, the thin monkey whispered to himself: "Yes!"

He started the program quickly.

web page.

It was only a few tens of seconds, and the thin monkey's forehead was already dripping with sweat.

He has been disappointed too many times.

Give him some hope this time...

Soon, his dedication and prayers were answered.

【ding—】

[Congratulations to player Hou Qing for collecting the clue "Family Secret"]

Skinny monkey clenched his fist excitedly and was about to listen to his reward when the screen in front of him changed strangely.

At first, the thin monkey thought he had read it wrong.

But when he confirmed it repeatedly, half of his body was quickly paralyzed in fear—

In the lower right corner of the inside of the screen, there are five snow-white fingerprints.

…with a hand, holding down the LCD screen displayed from the inside.

One second, two seconds…

No, it could crawl out at any time…

In extreme fear, people cannot make a sound.

Skinny monkey glanced at the sleeping fitness coach from the corner of his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Save me… save me…

But he couldn't make a sound.

There was a gurgling muffled sound in his throat, and his Adam's apple seemed to be pressed against and choked by a violently beating heart.

One choked, another choked.

…why me…

I'm not doing a task, it's obviously Jiang Fang who is doing a task, why did you find me...

The skinny monkey was stiff and unable to move.

He watched the entire screen turn black and grey.

He stared at the black screen. The hand that was pressing on the screen was slowly moving towards the center of the screen, showing the shape of the entire palm.

...He watched, the screen was completely occupied by a woman's blood-red lips.

The lips murmured and whispered.

Slim monkey's eyes gradually became blurred, and he found that his hand was slowly reaching out to the lips in the screen.

But the most terrifying thing is that his consciousness is clearly still awake.

No, no...don't...

Skinny Monkey pleaded and screamed silently.

Forgive me, I don't want to die, I want to live...

Save me, who can save me...

Skinny monkey's fingertips have touched the screen.

He even felt a unique softness.

That's the touch of human lips.

Cold, bouncy, soft.

However, just as despair and lips devoured him completely, there was a loud bang in the thin monkey's ear.

Immediately afterwards, an unimaginable force lifted the thin monkey and the chair up to the wall!

He lay on the ground and slowed down for a while, before the darkness shrouded in front of him gradually receded.

The computer has returned to normal.

Yingying white light circled a white frame on the ground.

The awakened fitness coach looked at the flying door panel, the disintegrated computer chair, and the half-dead skinny monkey on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't figure out what happened.

Skinny monkey moved his body and felt that his waist was about to be kicked out.

He squeezed out a moan in agony from his **** throat: "Fuck..."

…After finding that the thin monkey was not only alive but also moving, Nan Zhou, who was woken up by the system sound and arrived in time, clenched his fist slightly happily.

Skinny monkey doesn't want to be a white-eyed wolf.

But the experience of the rest of my life was too bad.

The intense pain completely overwhelmed the ease of retrieving the little life.

"Fuck you uncle..." The thin monkey scolded weakly, "Kick me for what, kick the computer!"

Nanzhou who was scolded for no reason: "...?"

He honestly said: "If the computer breaks down, what will I do for the task tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"

Skinny Monkey: "..." is really **** right.

"Fuck..."

The skinny monkey murmured, arched its back a little, and tried to form a kneeling posture on the ground.

He faced Nanzhou, knocked his head to the ground, and reluctantly said in a hoarse voice, "…Thank you."

Nan Zhou blinked.

Li Yinhang and Shen Jie, who came over after hearing the sound, were stunned when they saw this mess.

Shen Jie asked anxiously, "What's going on?!"

Nan Zhou turned around and replied in a low voice, "My brain seems to have been broken by me."

Skinny Monkey: "..." What do you mean?

He took a few breaths and said weakly: "Sister Shen, I found out..."

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Nanzhou, a destructive creature that would sit an orange cat when unhappy