"Are they tourists?" Chu Qingyan's expression changed slightly when he heard this: "Maybe you are right."
"The so-called Festival of Disguise may be a day to celebrate their successful disguise as humans, and we are just tributes to them."
Anxi nodded in agreement: "No matter what, we now know their target, so we can try our best to avoid it."
After saying that, Anxi pointed to the door: "You go back first, don't let it steal anything from you again. There is no problem on my side, I have already taken care of the white-skinned people in my house."
"..."
Chu Qingyan didn't answer immediately when he heard An Qian's words. He turned his head slightly and looked meaningfully to the left side of the room.
Since he entered the house, he has indeed not seen the white-skinned man. Perhaps it has been solved by Anxi as she said.
But he still couldn't let go. After all, ghosts were not the only threats in the dungeon. Greedy and selfish humans were sometimes the scariest thing.
An Qian looked at Chu Qingyan who was deep in thought and didn't know what he was thinking. He exuded a frightening murderous intention.
"That's right." Anxi really couldn't bear the fact that the humanoid cooler was letting air conditioner everywhere, so she spoke first to break the silence at the moment.
"If you need me, I can go to your house and deal with the white-skinned man."
An Qian remembered that she still had one chance to use the correction fluid today, so it was a good idea to stop by and help Chu Qingyan correct it.
Chu Qingyan's eyes moved slightly, retracting the chill that he inadvertently radiated, and turned back to look at An Qian again.
He did not reply to help him solve the problem of the white-skinned person in the room, but instead asked: "How did you solve it in such a short time? I tried attacking it, but its skin is not as good as it looks. Being fragile, it can defend against any harm and won’t even leave any scars.”
"Well...Actually, this has something to do with my props."
Anxi thought about how to explain it. Although she felt that Chu Qingyan was quite reliable after getting along with him, she still felt a little flustered by directly exposing her prop ability.
Chu Qingyan read An Qian's thoughts. He didn't bother, stood up and prepared to leave: "If you don't want to say it, there's no need to say it. I don't need it for the time being. You go and help that boy."
Chu Qingyan nodded to An Qian's neighbor, hinting An Qian to help Zheng Jia who was crying and howling everywhere.
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Inside the restaurant.
On the yellow square table by the window were three leftover hamburger and fries combos.
"It's time to go back." Chen Yi glanced at the watch on his wrist. The pointer pointed to five past five.
Huang Tingting held the Coke cup and said in a timid voice: "Don't go back... There is that thing in the house... Why don't we go directly to the welcome party later?"
"No." Chen Yi decisively refused.
She packed her small bag and stood up: "I don't know what the problem is with this welcome party. Liu Weihong and Zhou Zhen are useless. I have to go back and prepare myself first."
"Wait, I'll come too." Song Yaqing also put on her coat and wanted to leave with Chen Yi.
"Yaqing!" Huang Tingting grabbed Song Yaqing's clothes anxiously, hoping that she would stay with her until the welcome party.
"Tingting, we can't stay here forever." Song Yaqing pulled back her clothes, looked back at Huang Tingting's face that was always pale with fear, and said helplessly and impatiently:
"Besides, those white-skinned monsters can't cross the middle line. As long as you don't look at them, it's no big deal to go back and stay for a while."
"But I..."
"Okay, I'm leaving."
Huang Tingting wanted to say something more, but Song Yaqing interrupted her directly, pushed open the glass door of the restaurant and walked out.
Chen Yi and Song Yaqing left one after the other, leaving Huang Tingting alone in the restaurant.
The three of them were all members of the Yinhua Guild. Chen Yi felt that Liu Weihong and the others were of no use, so he teamed up with her and Song Qingya to form a temporary team.
We call them a team, but they actually just get together to strengthen their courage, and by the way, they can get together to avoid those weird white-skinned monsters in the house.
Now when something happens, the people in this team immediately go about their own business.
"Hey..." Huang Tingting couldn't help but sigh.
Time passed by little by little, and almost everyone in the restaurant had left. Only the store manager, Uncle Tom, was wiping glasses behind the counter.
The people in the town are preparing for the opening ceremony of the Pretend Festival tonight, and they rarely wander outside. Most of the players return to their houses to prepare for the welcome party later.
Only Huang Tingting was too afraid of the white house. After throwing her luggage in the house, she ran out without stopping and has been hiding outside until now.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp."
The towel is rotated and wiped in the glass, emitting a high-frequency sound that stimulates human nerves.
Huang Tingting was attracted by the sound and turned to look at the store manager behind the bar.
The store manager is a middle-aged man with a beard. He is fat and not tall. His short brown hair looks dry and frizzy, but it is neatly combed.
His lips are thick and his nose is very fleshy, but his eyes are small.
Huang Tingting secretly observed the store manager, and her attention was unconsciously drawn to the discordant eyes on the store manager's face.
Those eyes were too small, like the small tips left after a piece of plasticine was pulled out.
But can elastic skin be ripped like this?
A strange numbing feeling spread throughout the body.
Huang Tingting stood up suddenly and touched the Coke cup at hand. The dark brown liquid immediately spread out on the table. The carbonic acid had long since dissipated, leaving only a sweet smell in the air.
"What's wrong?" The store manager looked at her with a smile, his eyes moving like a machine.
"!" Huang Tingting woke up from a dream.
Only then did she realize that this place was full of ghosts except for the players. It was because the residents of the town looked so similar to humans that she took it lightly.
Although Tour Guide Anna said that the residents of the town would not harm them, how could she be sure now that she and the store manager were alone together?
"Guest, what happened to you?" Huang Tingting didn't say anything for a long time. The store manager simply came out from behind the counter and walked towards her table.
"Ahhh! Don't come over!!!"
Huang Tingting screamed in horror, opened the door and ran away.
