The driver's head suddenly turned 180 degrees behind him, almost colliding with Cheng Miao. Qiudong pushed the driver's head back with a cold face.
driver:……
"correct answer."
Cheng Miao looked at the driver who turned around and returned to normal after speaking. After thinking about it, he asked.
"Master, you don't look like a driver. You look like an entrepreneur."
The driver smiled bitterly and sighed, "I am looking for my daughter. For so many years, I have been running on this road every day, hoping to find information about her one day."
An idea formed in Cheng Miao's mind, "I have seen a missing person notice of a girl before. She is very beautiful and wearing a red skirt."
The driver's eyes were red. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, "That's my daughter."
Cheng Miao was silent for a moment and then said, "I know your daughter...she was a victim who was kidnapped by the factory and bled to raise jade."
"squeak"
A sudden brake and the car stopped on the road.
No one complained about the driver, after all it was about his daughter.
Cheng Miao told the driver what happened to the girl in red, the story of her falling in love with the one-eyed beauty digger, and how the one-eyed beauty digger went to the factory for her but never came out again.
Listening to the driver's sobs, Cheng Miao felt a little sad and said, "My condolences."
The driver cried for a while, wiped his face, and murmured, "Send the guests into the car first, and then I'll find my daughter."
The driver drove the car very fast and arrived at the market in a short time.
The driver didn't ask for Cheng Miao's money. "I'm very grateful to you for telling me about my daughter. I'm going to find my daughter now."
Cheng Miao thought of something, took two steps closer and added, "Your daughter should be in the mass grave to the east, but there are too many corpses there, so it may be difficult to find her."
The driver's face was covered with sadness. He waved his hand and said, "It will take me as long as it takes to find her."
Cheng Miao smiled and gestured to the driver.
"I once sold her a bracelet. It was a spinach green bracelet with a loach back. There was a little leather color on the bracelet and it looked like a leaf."
"If you can't find it, you can pay attention to whether there is a bracelet like this on the wrist of the corpse. There is a high probability that it is your daughter."
The driver bowed deeply to Cheng Miao, got into the car and stepped on the accelerator, and the car disappeared.
Cheng Miao took a long breath and looked at the car disappearing on the road.
Lin Zhu didn't know when he stood next to Cheng Miao. He and Xiao Xiaolin looked at the direction the car was leaving.
"Sister Miaomiao, is this driver already dead?"
Cheng Miao looked back and nodded. From the bUff prompt, Cheng Miao knew that the driver was not a living person.
He is a fierce ghost formed by excessive obsession. On the one hand, he has become a level set by the dungeon for players, and on the other hand, he continues to search for his daughter.
If the player can answer the questions he asked normally, then he will not cause any harm to the player.
I hope he can find his daughter.
Cheng Miao turned around and saw that No. 8 was already at the market. He saw Cheng Miao looking a little embarrassed.
One of his hands was missing, and it was dripping with blood. It was wrapped haphazardly with a bandage, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.
It seems that the question was not answered correctly.
He didn't mean to say hello and stood far away.
Cheng Miao inquired about it and found out that the bus would arrive in half an hour, so he could just get on the bus and buy a ticket.
Everyone found a shady place to rest.
Xiaowen and Tangtang were also experiencing soul questioning at this time. The two of them trembled and said everything they could think of, and even used their imagination to make up some things.
When the guests in the live broadcast room were telling stories, neither of them dared to interrupt. At that time, they thought the guests were deliberately scaring them.
Now at the critical moment of life and death, they couldn't care about anything else. The two of them told the story of letting blood to nourish jade again with added details.
The driver twisted his face behind his back and twitched, but finally judged that their answer was correct.
In Wang Jiaojiao and Ning Shao's car, when the driver asked a question, Wang Jiaojiao knew what it meant.
She couldn't help but think of what Cheng Miao told her to look at the bulletin board more often, and she felt warm in her heart.
Wang Jiaojiao began to talk along her own train of thought. As she talked, she remembered Pan Qian, who was just about to pass the level.
Although there is no deep relationship, they are all trapped in this game. They can only watch their companions leave and there is nothing they can do.
No, not even Cheng Miao can do anything.
Wang Jiaojiao's tears began to flow down uncontrollably.
At the same time, this realization inspired Wang Jiaojiao to work hard and make progress.
Strive to become a person like Cheng Miao. Although you can't say Buddha stands in the way of killing Buddha, you can at least have the ability to protect yourself and others.
So Ning Shao and the driver looked at this weak and cute girl in silence, sobbing and talking about the background of the copy.
Her voice twitched, but there was another kind of persistence, and the background of the copy was quite clear.
Ning Shao leaned on the back of the chair, half of his face hidden in the shadow. He looked at Wang Jiaojiao, whose face was covered with tears, with an inexplicable expression.
In the end, the driver couldn't stand it any longer. He turned his head back and held a tissue in his hand.
"Correct answer... don't cry."
Wang Jiaojiao was no longer afraid, she just couldn't stop crying, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances of coming to the Survival Hotel for no reason.
She took the paper twitchingly and watched the driver drive the car to the market.
When Wang Jiaojiao and the others arrived, the bus had just stopped.
Cheng Miao knew that no one else would be able to come, so he took the lead in getting on the bus.
"Are you going to Hope Township?"
"Yes, Miss, 200 per person."
Cheng Miao frowned slightly. They had enough money, but there was no guarantee that some people would not have enough.
"Can I borrow it if I don't have enough money?" Cheng Miao asked tentatively.
"Of course." The conductor's expression did not change at all.
Cheng Miao breathed a sigh of relief, "We want five tickets."
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The 13th and 18th did not encounter any problems along the way. They breathed a sigh of relief and waited for the copy to be released.
"We two brothers are really unlucky. All our teammates have failed." No. 13 breathed out.
Fortunately on the 18th, he lost three teammates in one breath.
No. 18 nodded, feeling quite the same, "How about we form a team? I'm at the Partridge Guest House."
It's better to be friends in the game than to be strangers. The two hit it off and left their contact information.
"arrive."
The driver said coldly, the two of them got out of the car, and the driver drove away quickly.
"This is running really fast." No. 13 complained a few words, then turned back and started looking around with No. 18.
This is a street corner, and a dilapidated, two-story movie theater stands alone on the street. Posters of recently released movies are pasted on the brown glass.
"Ghosts coming out of the cage, a movie theater that eats people, there's a ghost behind you...the movies shown in this movie theater are really spooky." No. 18 looked at it for a moment and then looked away.
This is a similar T-junction. There are some black cars pulling people on the street next to the movie theater. There are no people on the street, and the wind blows up a cloud of dust.
