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

"Jinghai North Station is here, please take your belongings and get off in an orderly manner.

The car radio sounded, and the train stopped slowly.

Yang Shou walked out of the station with the flow of people.

The platform is spacious and bright, with green guide signs everywhere.

Follow the directions all the way to the square outside the station.

There is a huge crowd here, and it is not easy to find someone who has never met and only talked on the forum.

But Yang Shou naturally has his own way.

The main user of the death forum is the trickster.

It is difficult to find people, but it is easy to find strange ones.

Walking around the square, Yang Shou set his eyes on an old man.

The old man was hunchbacked, with gray hair, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines.

Even the pupils of the eyes are very cloudy, no different from the elderly.

But Yang Shou can easily tell that this person is a trickster, and his vitality is very vigorous, he should only be around thirty years old.

"Is this the Midnight Butcher?"

Yang Shou went straight up.

The old man noticed Yang Shou's direction, but looked up and down, then looked away, and continued to observe other people in the square.

"Don't look, the person you are waiting for is my 490.

Yang Shou said with a smile.

"Young man, have you misunderstood?"

The old man coughed twice, trembling, and seemed very puzzled.

"Two hours ago, I asked you to wait for me in the North Square.

Yang Shou shook his head, "It seems that you overestimate yourself, you can't recognize me at all."

The old man stared straight at Yang Shou.

"Really you?"

He is the midnight butcher on the forum.

On the death forum, Yang Shou's speech was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The Yang Shou imagined by Midnight Butcher should be a man in his forties or fifties with gloomy eyes, tall stature, and exuding a cold aura.

So he felt that even if Yang Shou was wearing a disguise, he could still recognize Yang Shou by his eyes, temperament and other clues.

But unexpectedly, before Yang Shou confessed himself, he couldn't see anything.

The gentle young man in front of him is really like ID, just a sunny boy.

Can't see the slightest malice.

"The real evil is not on the surface, but hidden in the heart."

Yang Shou sighed and continued: "You, you still have a lot to learn.

(ccdc) Midnight Butcher froze for a moment, showing an embarrassed smile.

In fact, if other people said so, with his temper, he would definitely have murderous intentions.

But after reading Yang Shou's speech in the forum, he can only laugh twice.

Back straight, ready to say something.

But before he spoke, he had a difficult time.

This person's ID is Sunshine Boy.

Should I be called Sunshine? Or should I be called Big Boy?

It feels weird.

Yang Shou saw Midnight Butcher's hesitation and said with a smile:

"Just call me Mr. Yang."

Mr. Yang?

The Midnight Butcher understood it, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Yang, hello.

"You can call me Midnight."

"I didn't expect Mr. Yang to look so young."

"If I hadn't seen Mr. Yang's wonderful speech, I would have thought you were just an ordinary college student.

Yang Shou replied modestly:

"No, I still have enough to learn.

"So come to Jinghai's circle to see if I can learn something more."

"Thank you Midnight."

The Midnight Butcher was immediately flattered.

To be honest, he has come into contact with too many murderers and perverts, but none of them are like Yang Shou.

Humble, polite, gentle.

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with being evil.

"No trouble no trouble."

"Mr. Yang just follow me."

"I've already arranged a residence for Mr. Yang."

"Mr. Yang is guaranteed to be satisfied.

Somewhat curious, Yang Shou casually asked:

"Is it a luxury hotel?"

"No." Midnight Butcher lowered his voice, showing an excited smile, "It's the black building!"

Hearing this name, Yang Shou looked at the other party in surprise.

He remembers this place.

In the message released by the mobile phone, this is a copy of the suspected obsession level.

In an apartment full of murderers, don't peek at your neighbor because he might be peeking at you.

This is a reminder about the black building.

"You want to arrange for me to enter this copy?"

Yang Shou frowned.

He wants to use Midnight Butcher to enter the death forum, but how does it feel that Midnight Butcher wants to use him to pass through the instance?

"Mr. Yang, don't get me wrong."

The Midnight Butcher hastened to explain:

"The dungeon of the Black Building is different from other dungeons."

"It's an apartment that only murderers and lunatics find.

"The Conspiracy Bureau can't get in at all."

"The way to leave is very simple, as long as you kill anyone in the building, you can leave the instance.

"For you and me, just be careful and don't offend the vicious tricksters."

"Instead, it is the safest place."

"It can even be said that it is our paradise.

"Is there a vicious trickster?" Yang Shou asked again in confirmation.

"Yes." The Midnight Butcher said awkwardly, "But as long as we don't mess with them, we'll be fine.

In the eyes of Midnight Butcher, Yang Shou must be an extremely perverted devil with deep malice.

But to say that Yang Shou has fierce power, he does not believe it.

After all, I have never heard the name of the big boy in Yangguan before.

It's normal to be worried about the vicious spies in the dark building.

But unexpectedly, Yang Shou directly pulled his arm, visibly excited:

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and take me to the black building!"

Midnight Butcher couldn't understand what kind of reaction this was, but since Yang Shou didn't care, he didn't care either.

Anyway, he used to live in Heilou.

The two came to the parking lot, and in a remote corner, Midnight Butcher drove out a pickup.

He once drove this car, wandering in the city, looking for prey.

A faint fishy smell permeated the cab.

In the warehouse behind, bright red marks can be seen everywhere.

"Mr. Yang, please sit down.

Midnight Butcher warmly entertained him, but intentionally or unintentionally, he observed Yang Shou's reaction.

Yang Shou didn't respond.

It's like an ordinary car.

Just when he was sitting in the co-pilot, he showed a bright smile:

"I'm already looking forward to entering the black building with you."

The Midnight Butcher laughed too.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will definitely not disappoint you."

"I'm just afraid that you will be disappointed."

"Huh? What does Mr. Yang mean?"

"Nothing, let's go."

The engine roared, and an old pickup truck drove into the depths of the city. .