After that, Li Fuguang explained the details to everyone and dissolved the meeting.
Because she is the only one who can enter and leave the horror world in the real world, she doesn't ask everyone to do anything, she just needs to be more vigilant, don't waste training, etc.
Jiang Mao deliberately stopped Li Fuguang after all the ghosts had left.
He was very dissatisfied with being ignored, but he also knew that in this place, he did not dare to offend ghosts who were stronger than him, and ghosts who were weaker than him were protected by big ghosts. will be gradually squeezed out.
Li Fuguang was curious about what Jiang Mao had to say. After all, what he should know she had just said in the meeting. What he should not know, she would not say a word no matter how he asked.
"Do you have any questions?"
Jiang Mao did not answer Li Fuguang, but said something incomprehensible.
"I don't remember many things before my death. I don't remember how I came to that small mountain village, and I don't remember how I was restricted by the horror game. But I vaguely remember that someone once said to me - —”
"etc!"
Li Fuguang stretched out his hand to interrupt Jiang Mao, looking impatient.
"What exactly are you trying to say? Are you trying to say that you didn't go to that mountain village voluntarily, and you didn't mean to harm anyone, including the fact that you attacked me after you came to the real world? Are all of these the fault of the horror game?
You are not wrong at all? Do you have to use amnesia and being controlled as an excuse? !
Jiang Mao, do you remember that the body you are using now was once a living person!
If you want to say something, just say it directly without having to talk about so many disgusting things. "
Li Fuguang said a lot in one breath, completely venting his dissatisfaction.
To be honest, if Jiang Mao directly told him what he wanted to do, she would still listen carefully.
But what she hates most is having to give herself an excuse before telling her purpose, so that what she says next can appear to be particularly noble.
Especially what Jiang Mao said just now, directly blaming the fault on Thriller Game. Wasn't it because he surrendered after listening to the content of their meeting and finding out that they were going to deal with Thriller Game?
Wouldn't it be better to be direct and say that you want to join them?
Although Li Fuguang would not completely trust Jiang Mao no matter what, at least it would not be like now, which made her feel as sick as if she had eaten a piece of dog shit, and any good impression she had towards Jiang Mao disappeared immediately.
Jiang Mao was a little surprised at Li Fuguang's sudden emotional outburst at first, but he fell silent as he listened. What Li Fuguang said was the most original thought in his heart.
He doesn't like or dislike thriller games, and it doesn't matter whether he plays them or not.
Just like when he said he wanted to challenge Li Fuguang, he actually didn't have any particularly strong personal emotions towards her, he just simply followed the orders of the thriller game.
That's why he gave up so quickly after knowing that there was a big ghost protecting Li Fuguang. After all, the mission of the thriller game was not as important as his own life.
The same is true now. He doesn't care whether he wants to play a thriller game or not, but he has to bow his head under the roof. He is now half a ghost on Li Fuguang's side. If Li Fuguang said he wants to play a thriller game, then he will play with him.
But because of the unpleasantness that had happened before, Jiang Mao could sense that Li Fuguang and his group were alienated from him, so he thought of a good way to blame all his previous mistakes on the thriller game, and then start over.
But Li Fuguang was not as stupid as he thought. On the contrary, she had an insight into people's hearts and immediately heard the dark thoughts hidden behind his excuses.
This made him not know what to say.
Li Fuguang scolded Jiang Mao, glared at him with disgust, then walked back to the room and slammed the door loudly.
Jiang Mao still maintained his shocked expression and stood there blankly. After a long time, he lowered his head and said to himself somewhat lonely: "You are right, I am lying to others, I am lying to myself..."
…
No matter how big the hotel suite is, it is not within the range of these ghosts' perception. Therefore, all the ghosts knew about the conflict that occurred outside Li Fuguang's room at the first time.
Wang Yiliu smiled slightly at Li Duruo,
"It seems that Fuguang is a sensible person. I was afraid that during these few days together, Fuguang would become soft-hearted towards Jiang Mao. I didn't expect her to be so strong."
Li Duruo also nodded in agreement, his expression looked very happy,
"That Jiang Mao is not a good guy at first glance. When you forced him to that point, he didn't even use his weapons. Maybe he still has some tricks up his sleeve. Now let him know that we are not fools, and we can be easily manipulated. Rubbing his energy will save him from being glib."
Glib?
Wang Yiliu felt a little confused about this word, and then he figured it out. He was afraid that her husband had not yet let go of letting Jiang Mao go, and thought he had fallen in love with that pretty boy!
"You, you, why are you still thinking about such unreasonable things! I'm already over forty, and I've already aged a long time!"
Wang Yiliu laughed.
Li Duruo curled his lips dissatisfiedly,
"Can it be the same? No matter how you change, you will always be the most beautiful in my heart. That Jiang Mao, he is so young and handsome because of the shell of a pretty boy. How shameless! If it weren't for that shell The original soul has completely dissipated, and I have to pull out the fallen ghost!"
As soon as Li Duruo criticized Jiang Mao, he spat and wanted to talk Jiang Mao into the dirt.
Wang Yiliu just smiled and watched her husband go crazy, silently tolerating it.
…
in the room.
Li Fuguang lay on the bed. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that what he just said to Jiang Mao was too serious.
Anyway, Jiang Mao is not one of his own. If he likes to make excuses, let him make them. As long as it is useful, even if he makes nonsense, he can automatically filter it out and then use him without any hesitation.
Alas, after all, after getting his ability and spending a few days with him, I still have some feelings for him and have more expectations than I should have.
Forget it, never mind, I've said it all, I just hope Jiang Mao can wake up after hearing this. Whether he is a ghost or a human being, sincerity is the absolute surefire skill.
Across the door, Jiang Mao stood outside, looking at Li Fuguang's room, silently relaxing.
He had already figured it out. Standing here at this moment, he was just hesitating whether to simply admit his mistake and apologize. Or, if he did this, would Li Fuguang really believe that he was sincere?
If I had known better, I would have been more honest and just said that I wanted to play a thriller game, but I still had to go through so many details. In the end, I didn’t even tell Li Fuguang the most important thing, that I had a chance encounter with the Ghost King of Zhou. .
Now he didn't even know how to speak, it was so annoying.
