I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

In the hotel room, Reba hugged her legs and leaned on the sofa.

The phone's weird text messages were displayed one by one.

Watching quietly, she didn't panic as she imagined.

She has grown a lot after experiencing the nail trick incident.

Moreover, she knew that she seemed to have something to do with some weirdness.

Ping An District in the dream.

herself in the dream.

It doesn't seem to be ordinary weird.

"Sister Mi should be in the same situation."

Reba showed a dumbfounding smile.

Many things in the dream, in retrospect, are actually very shameful.

Both of them are unwilling to pierce this layer of window paper in reality.

In the past few days of participating in the event, it was tacit understanding and avoided each other.

It's funny to think about it.

"Have you found it over there?"

"here……"

Outside the corridor, chaotic footsteps sounded one after another, as if a large group of people were shouting something outside.

Reba glanced at the time, it was half past twelve in the morning.

What is this for?

My heart tightened, and I subconsciously looked at my phone.

There is no hint of a cell phone trick.

Should not be in the copy.

When I was hesitating whether to go out and have a look.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door.

Reba was about to ask a question, but she took it back when the words came to her lips.

If it's really weird, keeping quiet may be a better choice.

You shouldn't strike up casual conversations.

"Miss Reba? Are you asleep?"

"I'm Xiao Li, the planner of the program group."

"After returning to the hotel, have you met Miss Zhao Maimai?"

Zhao Maimai?

What happened to that sweet little girl?

Reba froze for a moment, the phone happened to receive a voice call.

It's from the assistant.

"Reba, there seems to be something wrong with this hotel, Zhao Maimai is missing."

"Don't run around, wait until dawn tomorrow before going out."

"Call in time if you have something to do."

The assistant's voice was very serious, and upon hearing it, one could tell that something was serious.

It was only then that Reba got a little nervous. After replying to the assistant, she walked to the door and confirmed the identity of the person coming through the peephole.

It is indeed Xiao Zhao from the program group.

"I haven't met Zhao Maimai."

"What's up with her?"

Outside the door, Xiao Zhao should have searched several times, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"We don't know either."

"Everyone from the Weird Investigation Bureau is here."

"It seems to have something to do with the dungeon that suddenly appeared."

"The specific situation, we ordinary people can't say for sure."

"Just looking for it, in case she just came out to talk to someone."

"Sister Reba, it's fine if you don't know."

"I'll look elsewhere."

"Remember, don't run around."

"Notify the Bureau of Conspiracy in time if there is an anomaly found."

"They're in the hotel."

The sound of Xiao Zhao's footsteps gradually disappeared.

Faintly, there was another knock on the door further away.

Reba was in a mess, and sat back on the sofa in a daze.

This happened.

Tomorrow's activities may not necessarily start as usual.

This is a trivial matter.

If Zhao Maimai had any accidents, it would be big news.

Zhao Maimai is not particularly famous, but because of her spiritually innocent appearance and girl-next-door temperament, she has always been a clear stream in the entertainment industry.

The mood of the people of Yanlong Kingdom has been tense.

If the first round of dungeons were to start, and Zhao Maimai, who is very popular, had an accident, I don't know how many people would be emotionally broken.

"Hope she's all right."

Reba prayed silently, then took out her mobile phone, and wanted to ask the assistant for some more information.

Unlocked, before clicking on the chat software, a conspicuous icon was found on the homepage of the mobile phone.

A cartoon version of a red mobile phone. .

What software is this?

I should have never downloaded it.

Reba was curious and clicked to enter.

【Strange live broadcast room】

[Here, you can see the live broadcast of the strange dungeon]

【Do you want to know the status of the dungeon】

【Want to know how to pass the copy】

[Click to open the copy you want to watch]

【That is the grand performance that your kind try their best to show with their lives】

[Please cheer for them as much as you want, cheer for them]

[Or, like them, immersed in endless fear]

Familiar bloody handwriting, familiar tone.

Obviously, it was another trick of the phone.

As a meme-level existence, mobile phones are weirder than weird.

Nobody knows exactly why it does this.

But Reba heard a word.

Free is the most expensive.

All the weird gifts have already been secretly marked with a price.

This live broadcast cannot be watched.

Just about to click to exit, Reba glanced at the title of a dungeon live broadcast, and instantly widened her eyes.

[Dormitory 404, single copy, currently open, entrant: Zhao Maimai]

...

It seems that I dreamed of Brother Yang just now.

He is waving to me.

Waking up from sleep, lying on the bed, Zhao Maimai showed a sweet smile.

For some reason, when she thinks of Yang Shou, she feels very happy.

It was as if there was an invisible but intangible bond between the two of them.

It didn't seem to be daylight yet.

It's still early.

Sleep for a while, if you are lucky, you can still catch up with that dream.

Zhao Maimai thought to herself, adjusted her sleeping position, and prepared to go back to sleep.

only.

The bed was cold and hard.

With a slight movement, the whole bed shook.

In the hazy darkness, there was a creaking sound.

Zhao Maimai stood up abruptly, her face was pale, and she quickly looked around.

This is not a hotel suite.

It's a dormitory.

There are six double beds, and with her, there are eleven beds in total.

A decadent, gloomy smell filled the room.

The heartbeat was beating non-stop, Zhao Maimai covered his mouth, controlled himself, and did not scream.

Carefully, he lifted the quilt, little by little, trying to get off the bed.

A hand suddenly reached out from the head of the bed and grabbed her arm tightly.

On the next bed, a timid girl said:

"Mike, where are you going?"

"I am scared."

"There seems to be an extra person in our dormitory."

"Can you sleep with me?"