Xiaotumaru rode a shared bicycle and drove alone on the road to the west. The more you walked west, the fewer people, because except for the center of the city, there are suburbs on the outside.

The sun had slowly set down the mountain. Looking at the setting sun ahead, she felt a little nervous.

It's really scary to drive a bike alone on a night in a horror copy.

She tried hard to pedal before the sun set, trying to run away a little before the night fell.

The time of happiness is always quite short, and of course the time of escape is also the time of escape.

Before she could run for a long time, the last trace of the sun shrank down the mountain. She watched as the sky slowly darkened and the light around her slowly disappeared.

The street lights above my head turned on and illuminated the road ahead.

Xiaotumaru looked ahead. There were no people on this road. If you walk forward, it might be a road or something, and there should be no buildings around.

For a moment, she wanted to find a hotel here for one night, but soon the idea was rejected.

"Let's go forward. The further you run, the less likely you are to be caught up by ghosts." Thinking of this, she accepted her fate and rode her bicycle.

I don’t know how long I pedaled, but the sky was completely dark, and the moon in the sky was looming. Little Rabbit Maple was driving alone on the wide road, feeling a little worried.

"The ghost will kill the other six people first. Now the six people should not have died yet. It is impossible for the ghost to chase us." She comforted herself to herself.

And at this moment, a bright headlight suddenly shone from behind.

Along the way, many cars passed by her, and the little rabbit continued to ride forward without returning.

Unexpectedly, the car behind her suddenly stopped beside her and honked at her.

Little Tumaru turned around in surprise, but saw a familiar face in the car window: "Mingyue?"

"It's me, the grassland is heading east. I originally wanted to go south, but I built a road in the south. I turned several turns and turned here," Mingyue sat in the driver's seat. "You'd better hurry up, the ghost will kill first, it's definitely the most important thing to fall to the bottom.

The person behind."

"Well..." Little Tumaru nodded just now, but saw Mingyue closing the car window directly, as if she was about to leave. She immediately spoke, "Wait!"

Mingyue's car window was closed halfway, and she turned to look at the little rabbit mast outside: "What are you doing?"

Xiaotumaru said hesitantly: "Can you take me for a while? I'm too slow to ride a bicycle. I'll get off the car and walk by myself after taking me for a while."

Mingyue was silent for a while as if she was thinking, and after a few seconds she nodded.

Xiaotumaru immediately put the shared bicycle under his butt into the trunk of Mingyue's car, and then sat in the back seat of the car.

Gu Mian and his men had already arrived at Tongying Street. At 7:30 pm, there was indeed no ghost on the street. Six people lined up on the steps next to the road. A broken van was parked next to them. The dark street lights shone down from above. Although the atmosphere was very supernatural, there was no ghost here, and the scene was rare and harmonious.

The brother ran out and squatted next to Gu Mian while Chu Changge was not paying attention, and was so scared that the fortune teller next to him almost abandoned his car and ran away.

"This, this, this, this...this is the hand just now?" The fortune teller couldn't even explain clearly.

Gu Mian nodded honestly: "It's a ghost, but one of the shortcomings is that he loves to recognize relatives randomly. He calls his sister whenever he meets everyone. Don't be afraid if he wants to call me sister later."

At this time, the fat man next to him asked Chu Changge: "Brother Chu, let's wait for two days to pass?"

It is already 7:30 in the evening, and nineteen hours have passed since forty-eight hours, and they are still quite safe until now.

"No," Chu Changge shook his head, "We will go back tomorrow and go back to where we were at the beginning."

The fat man stretched out his neck: "Go back?"

Gu Mian turned to look at Chu Changge: "When I was on the road, I recalled the contents of the Second World again. I don't remember seeing the word "Death" at all, but you said it was because of the name of the copy I found in this book."

He paused for a moment when he said this, and after a few seconds he continued to speak: "Actually, wasn't this name found in the book?"

The fortune teller listened to Gu Mian's words in a daze: "What are you talking about?"

But no one answered her question.

Chu Changge pushed his glasses under the street light: "That's right, I'm not the name of this copy I got from the book."

The fat man said in confusion: "Then you are..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Changge: "The reason I went to this dunge before the event started is because the ghosts in this dungeon seemed to have changed, just like the dungeon in the fairy tale city."

Before he could think more about how Chu Changge could know this, the fat man opened his eyes wide and said, "Will he really die in this copy?"

Chu Changge shook his head slightly: "No, it's just that the ghost who was originally an NPC has an independent consciousness. You also know that the NPCs in the dungeon are divided into two types. One is like Mr. Green Car coach, who knows that he is an NPC in the game, and the other is that he has no idea that he is in the dungeon world, and the latter is most likely difficult to control.

"The ghost in this dungeon originally belonged to the latter, but it discovered the truth of the world, learned that it was in the game, and began to resist.

"This kind of ghost is a very unstable factor, but the dungeon itself cannot erase this ghost, so you can only help."

Chu Changge looked at Gu Mian as he spoke.

Gu Mian touched her chin: "So how do you know this?"

At this time, Xiao Qiao, who was next to Gu Mian, raised his hand silently: "Actually, I told him."

The fortune teller was dizzy, as if he was listening to a book of heaven.

Gu Mian continued to ask: "Then how did you know?"

Xiao Qiao continued: "It was Mr. Green who told me."

Upon hearing this, Gu Mian had a headache: "Why do you all know each other?"

Chu Changge continued to speak: "The ghost in this copy has discovered some secrets, so I chose this copy. As long as I capture it alive, I can ask the secrets of the world."

This is what a person says? The fortune teller is already stiff.

"Of course, if you want to kill and cut it after asking for a secret," Chu Changge said while pushing his glasses. "The ghost in this dungeon is quite cunning. After realizing that he is in the game, he starts serial murder cases. Often, he kills multiple people and chooses the most suitable corpse to put on..."

"Put it?" The fat man suddenly spoke.

"That's right," Chu Changge said, "to cover himself and try to avoid the sight of the dungeon. Because of the ghost itself, a corpse can be worn for several months."

"Ghosts are committing crimes everywhere. Since the copy can accurately teleport us to the ghost, it means that even though the ghost has been hiding, it has not hidden the copy's sight." Gu Mian spoke.

"Yes," Chu Changge nodded, "but there is a small problem."
Chapter completed!