She first focused on Xiuxiu from Wang's wife and the woman who might be a player.

From the reaction of the water ghost, Zhu Yang knew that even if he was trapped in the game and became a ghost npc, there was still some correlation between players.

On Xiuxiu's side, Zhu Yang knew which tomb she was.

The female ghost that Fang Zhiyuan and the others met last night, if it was a ghost bride, it would be impossible for them to be free to come out and scare people.

Zhu Yang is more inclined to be ordered by the ghost Bodhisattva and send ghost brides to attack the players separately, creating panic among them, distorting their will, and when the players are in a panic, they can easily be taken away by their lives.

Just like the water ghost and his companions.

In this case, the ghost brides have to be controlled by the ghost Bodhisattva to harm others. Why not let the female players who are likely to be inclined to take on this job?

Zhu Yang didn't know if there was any possibility, but she took out a bamboo dragonfly from her pocket and threw it in front of Xiuxiu's grave.

This was made by two children for her. They said that their sister would make bamboo dragonflies, grasshoppers, and other things to make fun of them. The two children were also smart and learned it after watching it.

However, when making bamboo dragonflies, others will cut a piece of bamboo slices. Their sister will deliberately roast soft bamboo slices with fire to roll the corners upwards, and the bamboo dragonflies made will fly farther than others.

Zhu Yang threw down the bamboo dragonfly and joked as if he was jokingly at Zhang Xin and the others: "Fang Zhiyuan and Yuan Bin, the two stupid guys, were so stupid when they met a beautiful ghost. Why did the ghost we met was a crooked melon and a jujube?"

"I also want to bump into the beautiful ghost sister."

The three of them were so fed with goosebumps that she said: "Can you still make you picky when you think you're hitting a ghost?"

Zhu Yang shrugged: "Yes, they are all things for our lives. Even if you look beautiful and smile to ensure that seven holes are bleeding, forget it."

I chatted at someone else's grave again, and then I left disappointedly as if nothing had made progress.

When passing by the banyan tree at that moment, Zhu Yang saw the stone statue that she twisted her head off yesterday looked pretty good outside, and couldn't help but walk over and lift the red cloth.

Sure enough, the sloppy child didn't dare to make a statement, so he stuck his head back. Anyway, no one dared to lift this thing with red cloth, so he wouldn't notice it for a while.

Zhu Yang smiled maliciously, twisted the ghost Bodhisattva's head again, and threw it directly to Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan was almost hit by the stone thrown by the head of the door. Fortunately, she had the strength, but the head of this thing looked the most cunning, and she felt disgusting when she held it in her hand.

Zhu Yang said: "You secretly take this thing back and throw it into the rice jar of that house."

He said badly again: "I guess there should be a girl in his family who died in the rice jar with her eyes open, but she can still use that jar to fill rice. Her psychological quality is good, it depends on how they deal with this ghost Bodhisattva."

Fu Yuan was a little unhappy with this and swallowed: "What's the point? Even if we scare them, will our situation change?"

Zhu Yang said: "Who told you that I have to make sense in doing things? I am happy to see if every household is restless?"

As he said, he happily said, "If this Bodhisattva head returns here tomorrow morning, it would be fun."

"Hahaha..., these villagers who sincerely worship their Bodhisattva heads kicked their bodhisattva heads like balls."

Seeing that the fat girl with round face and so virtuous behavior, Zhu Yang sneered: "You touch a stone and you're so pretentious. I snatched my eyes all night last night, did I say anything?"

"Hurry up, hide things in your clothes and don't be found."

Fu Yuan had no choice but to hide it in her stomach, but the thing was heavy and had to spread it with both hands, just like a ten-month pregnancy.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw the door of the sloppy child's house open, and the girl in his house came out from behind with a basket on her back.

When he saw Zhu Yang and the others, a hint of shyness flashed across his face, and he was embarrassed to talk to them.

However, when Zhu Yang saw her, he suddenly thought of Miss Cui in the last game.

The girl was also unlucky. She finally broke out of the backward circle, but was entangled by the bastard and ruined her life. She could not escape the shackles of her original family until she died.

Although Zhu Yang's time period made her happy once, how many times had she been reincarnated in her own pain before this?

So when I learned that the girl was in a similar situation to Ms. Cui, Zhu Yang couldn't bear the slightest regret.

But she was not confused. The opportunity to change her life was never considered in her own eyes. What would this girl do in the future? Will she realize that she would not know until she died like Miss Cui. But she would still be happy if she raised her hand.

She called out to the other party: "I heard yesterday that you will go to college next semester?"

The girl's eyes were filled with tears when she heard this. She was eighteen years old and looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and was thinner than ordinary people.

She said: "It can't be received anymore, the notice has been torn."

Zhu Yang smiled: "It can be used to stick it on, or the school has a record, so you can only verify the information carefully and reissue it."

The girl didn't say anything, so how could this be the problem with the notice?

At this moment, two stacks of money suddenly appeared in front of her, and the girl looked up in shock.

Then I saw the girl and said, "I remember seeing your parents going to the market in the morning. Your brother is now in school. You should be the only one at home. You can always get your ID card and household registration book now, right?"

"This is 20,000 yuan, which is enough for the first year's tuition and living expenses. Now you choose another road down the mountain and buy tickets to the city. You can also use it to work and save money in the past two months."

"Of course, you may also prefer to follow your parents' arrangements. You can earn 2,000 yuan in the factory in a few days, and then use your monthly salary to support your mentally retarded school."

The girl was frightened by so much money and was about to wave her hand, but Zhu Yang was impatient to procrastinate here.

"I thought about it. This is not 20,000 yuan, it is the future you choose. Should I accept it or not!"

The girl was stunned. The word "future" made her mind deafening. She thought of Xiuxiu who grew up with her and Da Yajie who was a few years older than them.

There is also a lively flowing table in the village every three years.

Her mother always said that she had a good life and good life. The girls in the village could grow up alive, and she was even more amazing. She could finish high school and was the most educated girl in the village, so she would be able to talk about marriage in the future.

But the reason why she was able to go to high school was because the junior high school class teacher saw that she had good grades, often visited homes, and tuition was reduced. She looked thinner than her peers, and no one wanted it for a while when she worked. The matchmaker also said that several families thought that her head might not be easy to give birth to.

The so-called good fortune is to work hard every day to earn money to support her younger brother who is fourteen years old and can’t memorize the multiplication table?

She looked up at Zhu Yang. This sister is so beautiful. She is like a star who walks out of the movies played in the school. She walks in different places in the crowd. Her chin is raised high and she walks with the wind. No one is afraid of it.

This is the real fate!

The girl suddenly dropped her backpack and knelt on the ground. When everyone didn't react, she kowtowed to Zhu Yang deeply.

Then he stood up, took the money from Zhu Yang, held it tightly in his arms, and then ran back home.

After a while, she saw her packing up a small white bag, holding a notice torn in half tightly in her hand, and heading to the other way out of the village.

The sun at noon hit her, as if she was running towards the light.

It was almost noon, and Mrs. Wang couldn't come back to cook lunch today, so she could only be the chef of Qi Qi, who runs a restaurant at home.

Zhang Xin helped her, Fu Yuan threw the stone statue back to the rice jar where they lived, and came to help.

But halfway through the food, Fang Zhiyuan and Qin Bin came back in a hurry.

"Finally found! The bodies of the previous group of players."

This was a major discovery. Several people were about to put down their things and rushed over. Zhu Yang said, "The body has been there for several years and cannot run away. Let's eat first, otherwise it will take several hours to go hungry."

This is a big deal that makes the group so anxious.

The man also said, "Okay, if you are really anxious, just take your own body and carry it back."

Because of anxiety, Zhang Xin did not control the seasonings at noon and was scolded by Zhu Yang for a meal countless times.

After finally finishing the meal, the ancestor also took a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and then asked the two boys to lead the way while drinking.

As a result, as soon as I arrived at the place, the water ghost was unhappy and raised his head to the two boys and scolded them-

"Hey, you two asked you to go back and call someone, you fell into the pit, right? The ten minutes that agreed to have passed two hours."

"You guys didn't think they came after lunch and had some food, right? I'm so awesome. Do you think the game is your father?"

Fang Zhiyuan said expressionlessly: "I don't know if the game is my father. I only know that Zhu Yang is my ancestor. What can I do if my ancestors want to have a meal first?"

"Thank you for your boss."

The water ghost looked up at Zhu Yang, and his face suddenly dissipated with anger, and he smiled flatteringly: "Ouch! What I said, you see, this boss is different from a choreographer."

"If you are doing odd jobs, you will flood the toad warehouse when you encounter something big. Our boss is just as arrogant as he can break down any scene."

"Well, have you eaten? These two guys who have no eyes must have urged you all the way? Why don't you digest the food first? Anyway, the corpse has been here for several years and can't escape for a while. Why not?"

"Ah, by the way, are you eating watermelon? I was so stupid in the morning that I wanted to come back to eat in the afternoon, so I didn't look at him as good as he did."

Fang Zhiyuan and the others confirmed that this is the real dog-legged person who is on the same channel as Zhu Yang Brainwave.

I saw Zhu Yang squatting down, and the water ghost hooked his hand. The water ghost hurriedly approached his body.
Chapter completed!