Rules-based ghost talk game

When I woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning the next day.

"morning."

Staggering into the bathroom, he just woke up and felt sleepy. When he saw a figure, he said hello.

"ah!"

A childish scream rang out, startling Chen An.

Chen An's eyes widened and he saw a group of black, small-sized clothes with a slight fragrance flying towards him.

Chen An instantly realized something and ran away quickly.

Xue Yuer'er looked maliciously at the door that closed with a "bang", a sly smile appeared on her lips, and she held a pink book in her hand.

It is that book "The Self-cultivation of a Maid" (Third Edition).

"A good maid must know how to seduce the boss and create clever accidents." Xue Yuer said to herself maliciously, then picked up the black and white clothes on the side that she had bought early in the morning, and dressed them slowly.

"But he got up so late, my legs are numb when I stand." She muttered.

...

After arriving downstairs, Chen An saw no trace of Ding Ping and Miao Luoying. He only saw the unsealed walls, a bottle of blueberry jam, and the knives and forks placed on the table.

"That's very considerate. I would like a cup of coffee."

Chen An sat down, finished breakfast quickly, put the satchel that had just been placed on the table on his back, fastened two little rabbits on his waist, and picked up the coat hanging on a wooden hanger like antlers at the door.

Looking at the two holes on the back of the coat, Chen An felt a little distressed.

But I still put it on.

The sunshine in the morning was still a bit chilly, but according to Chen An's experience, it became very hot in the afternoon. At that time, he needed to take off his coat or even change into a short-sleeved shirt.

"Good morning, my neighbor."

"Woof!"

As soon as he walked out of the door, Chen An saw a man appear next door. The man was wearing a gentleman's hat. His hair was brown and slightly curly. He wore short-framed silver glasses, and under the tall bridge of his nose, he had two

Nice mustache.

He is tall and thin, wearing a lavender suit without any wrinkles. At the collar of the suit, something like a pocket watch chain is wrapped around a semi-arc and reaches the side of the suit.

The man wore a pair of leather shoes, held a cane inlaid with gold in one hand, and held a small elastic black rope in the other hand.

Under the rope, a Chihuahua with white hair mixed with some gold threads is jumping around and walking proudly.

"Hello." Chen An blinked and said hello.

It looks like this man is a foreign friend, very much like a gentleman from the British era.

However, can you still keep pets in Soft City?

"Dear neighbor, my name is Alan Moretti. I wonder if I have the honor of knowing your name?"

Allen paused, took off his hat, put the hat on his chest with a humble smile on his face, and bowed slightly to Chen An meticulously.

"Hello, Allen, my old buddy, thank God, we are alive today. My name is, Chen from the East, taken from An, who is safe."

Chen An responded with a smile, stretched out a hand towards Allen.

Allen's thin and angular face was obviously stunned.

Then, he said: "Nice to meet you, Chen from the East. But the handshake is the etiquette between a beautiful lady and a gentleman. I think we need a candid hug more."

Chen An shook his head and said: "I am also very happy to meet you, dear Allen, but I am not used to hugging men."

Allen said with a slight regret: "That's such a pity. Dear Chen, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to my home for dinner?"

Chen An's expression froze.

He was just acting on occasion. Anyway, in Soft City, we are all players and we can live one day at a time. I believe Allen will not mind his pretentiousness.

But this person's appearance doesn't mean he's gay.

"If there is a chance, I will do it next time."

Chen An smiled, walked towards the street, turned right, and was going to find Brother Scar.

Moreover, Allen obviously does not know the connotation of the common language from the East, "If there is a chance, I will definitely do it next time."

After all, this involves one of the three essential qualities of human beings.

As for what the three major essences of human beings are... Chen An mentally complained: "Isn't that just: really fragrant, really fragrant."

"There will be a chance, dear Ann."

Allen took the Chihuahua and passed Chen An.

At this time, the Chihuahua fluttered towards Chen An's trousers.

"Dear Ann, her name is Mimi. Isn't she cute?"

Allen smiled and pointed at the Chihuahua.

Chen An hurriedly took a few steps and said, "That's it. If it could be quieter, it would be even cuter."

...

Bang bang bang.

Chen An knocked on Brother Scar’s door.

Not long after, the door opened, and this time it was Brother Scar who opened the door.

At this moment, Brother Scar is wearing a pair of gray, fluffy pajamas. Judging from the disheveled appearance, it looks like he just put them on.

He rubbed his somewhat red eyes, and behind him, a woman's figure wrapped in white gauze slowly walked down the stairs, holding on to the handle.

Chen An took a glance and saw that Wang Ziyan was so charming and trembling when she walked.

"Good morning, Brother An." Brother Scar smiled: "I thought you would come to me yesterday."

Chen An blinked slightly, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he gave Brother Scar a hug.

Brother Scar was caught off guard and looked shocked.

"Dear...um...scar, praise God, I'm so glad to see you again. You look so weak. Who made you so tired?"

Chen An patted Brother Scar on the back and said angrily: "Don't let me know, otherwise I will kick his ass hard with my boots!"

...

...

"You must have met Alan."

"Yeah, he can't be gay."

"He passed the second game half a month ago and rented the villa. He is a Westerner."

"He can't be gay."

"His mutation path is very mysterious and has never been shown before. I don't know where the Chihuahua came from. Little An needs to be careful."

"Isn't he gay?"

"I'm not familiar with him, but Zi Yan has some friends in the inner city. Most of the ones I'm familiar with have left the soft capital, or died. Those who died were buried in the cemetery in the inner city."

The topic suddenly seemed a bit heavy.

Chen An suddenly fell silent. After a while, he slowly said:

"So you don't think he's gay?"

"..."

"Don't worry, I'm just trying to play the 'clown'."

"You will definitely not be able to absorb [Joker]'s essence like this!"

Brother Scar said loudly, but then, his steps stopped and he was slightly stunned.

"Have you become a 'clown'?"

"I didn't lie to you, dear Scar."

Chen An blinked, took out a piece of crumpled toilet paper from his pocket, and gently squeezed it with his right hand, turning it into a paper ball.

He grabbed the paper ball and shook it in front of Brother Scar.

Immediately afterwards, along with a slight "bang" sound, some thin white mist dispersed.

In Chen An's hand, a bright red rose appeared.

The smile on Chen An's lips froze.

Brother Scar blinked his eyes: "You're not a gay, are you?"

...

Walking side by side with Brother Scar on the streets of the inner city, they passed through the villa area. After a while, the two stopped in a spacious and bright, square, made of white marble walls, as if it were a museum.

place.

"Is this the place where sealed artifacts are sold?" Chen An exclaimed, "It makes sense. According to what you just said, sealed artifacts are strange substances left behind after the death of out-of-control extraordinary people. There is a certain chance that they will become sealed artifacts.

Some of them exist in the weirdness of death... They are very powerful."

"Brother An, you don't need to stress. I don't have any extra sealed objects on hand." Brother Scar smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Each sealed object has a powerful negative effect. No mature player will carry multiple sealed objects at the same time.

, before you can use it, you will be dead."

"Also." Brother Scar raised his right hand and pointed to the right side of the hall: "This is the place where sealed items are sold."

Chen An looked in the direction of Brother Scar's finger.

It was a shabby-looking place with a black rag roof next to the main hall, like an open "canteen" on the street.