after falling asleep

Chapter 726 02. Fat Gua has opened a new book again, everyone go spit

By handing over the full power of the office to Shi Qi, Mu Su can completely die.

As for the client’s visit, Shi Qi can handle it in the living room, and there is no need to enter the room, so as not to disturb the big devil Musu playing games and the little devil AIC watching animations-yes, he is not hiding this anymore, even "playing games" I don’t even bother to find such an excuse.

Turn on the bed, enter the game, and the sleeping Cthulhu waits for you to fall asleep.

Wanghai Cliff was filled with thick fog, and Musu really wanted to go out to play, but he was afraid that he would accidentally die, which would kill two lives, and he wanted to have a daughter as his wife.

After teasing Karen for a while with nothing to do, Mu Su received an unexpected message.

Smell a man: Are you playing a game!
Musu: Yes!

Smell a man: I mean a copy!
Musu: No!

Smell a man: Let's play together!

Musu: You can have this!

Is the girl with the weakest sense of existence in this team going to exert her strength now?

Mu Su lay on the bed and accepted the invitation from Wen Xiang.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness, and in the boundless darkness with only the sound of ocean waves, a chat page appeared in front of him.

In addition to Wen Xiang, there is also a player named Martin Luther King.

Martin Luther King: Oh, oh, it's really Musu!

Scent to know a man: Of course!
Wen Xiang's tone was a little bit proud.

Smell a man: Let me introduce, she is my good friend.

Musu: Is it cute?
Martin Luther King: QAQ
Smell a man: Are you afraid of an 1.9-year-old girl with a height of 18 meters?
Martin Luther King: Why did you say that...

Musu: Can I buy you a drink?

Smell the fragrance to know a man: Musu, give me self-respect!That's my friend!

Musu: Wouldn't it be good to kiss more and more?

Martin Luther King: Hee hee hee yes, I am on Mars, you can have a drink if you come over~
Smell a man: enough of you!

Musu: I wish I had known you earlier. I just went to Mars for business a while ago.

Martin Luther King: That's a pity, I can't see your true face.

Scent to know men: I say you are enough!
Mu Su: It’s not too late now (raises eyebrows)

Martin Luther King: Speaking of which, I'm about to go on vacation
Scent to Know Men: You two bastards, don't ignore me just because I'm ordinary! ! !

God is pitiful, this girl who has been in contact with Musu at the very beginning is almost as obsolete as Chishen, and even worse than the latter - at least Chishen's figure is there.

Musu: Excuse me, may I ask if you are...

Smell a man: ah! ! !
After playing around for a while, Musu said something earthy again... and said some love words to calm Wen Xiang down, and finally got to the point.

It just so happened that the three of them hadn't participated in the new month's madhouse, so they entered the dream of the madhouse team by the way.

After a brief dead silence—

[Currently in progress: a copy of the multiplayer lunatic asylum]

[Currently the difficulty of the lunatic asylum will not produce a special world view]

[There is currently a group that will be arranged in the same dream. 】

【Number: 4-16】

[Cover the quilt, they won't find you]

【loading……】

【Happy game】

The sound of the waves and the whistling of the wind gradually moved away.

And outside the wooden wall of the hut, if there is almost nothing whispering...

There was a short wait in the dark, and as always, the sound came back before the sight.

In the cutscene, three men, three women and six young people sit slumped in a dim living room, with the night view of the city reflected from the window.

The TV program flickered in and out of the living room, and the sound of the entertainment program being played was distorted through the TV.

A piece of beer cans and food lunch boxes were scattered on the ground.

This group of indulgent young men and women drank a lot, and they were drunk and sleepy.

Martin Luther King was lying on his side, and the smell did not lie. She was really 1.9 meters tall, and her slender white legs in denim shorts were slightly bent, barely lying down on the couch.

Wen Xiang leaned on her lower abdomen, holding the wine jar in her hand, nodding her head from time to time, struggling to support herself.

Musu sat on the carpet with his head tilted to smell the fragrance and his knees.

The rest of the players were lying on the ground, or snoring with their heads up.

The players who saw this scene blushed a little.

Wen Xiang's resistance became slower and slower, and her head drooped completely.Losing strength in his hands, the empty wine can rolled down and landed on the carpet without a sound.

The only thing left in the room was the flickering screen and the sound of the TV.

This calm lasted for a few seconds, and suddenly there was a strange ripple on the edge of the cutscene——

Mu Su complained in a disgusted tone, what age is this and still use such an old-fashioned way to express dreams, is it true that the edges of the next dream scene will be represented by white awns?
Fortunately not, the young man and woman appear in a strange place in the cutscene.

Dirty and rotten floors, cobwebbed dark corners, dusty dark furniture, they woke up one after another.

After a brief panic, the young men and women got up and questioned each other.

A crisis of trust broke out between them, and they suspected each other who did it.In the end, these suspicions were temporarily suppressed, and they began to explore the cabin separately.

Outside the wooden house is a desolate forest, with the afterglow of the setting sun pouring down.

Here they diverge.Martin Luther King believed that the people who brought them here must have malicious intentions and should leave here.Another strange young man said that it was getting dark and it was not safe to go out so late.

Then they parted, and Musu Wenxiang Martin decided to leave, but just as they went out, they heard the howl of wolves and the green eyes deep in the woods, and hurried back.

Time passed, the sun went down, and it was night.

Young men and women lit a fire and sat around chatting dully.

And at this moment, outside the house, a masked evil spirit holding a chainsaw appeared.

What follows is a cliché, bloody carnage, with cutscenes where players see themselves and others die.

When the last person died screaming, the picture went dark.

The cutscene was not over yet, and the six people woke up at the same time.They spread out in the living room, maintaining their previous posture.

Panting heavily, with cold sweat oozing from their foreheads, these people failed to recover.

【what--】

The familiar scream made everyone tremble, and they subconsciously looked at the TV.

On the TV, the young men and women actually saw themselves, their companions, and the nightmarish log cabin on the TV.

They were sweating coldly, and the TV screen flashed quickly.

Woke up from the log cabin, decided to stay, was chased and killed by ghosts, fled into the forest, and was tortured and killed by ghosts.It was a scene that they experienced personally.

Amidst the screaming and bloody sound effects, a row of bloody subtitles emerged.

"House of Horror", at midnight on April 4st, horror release!
The young men and women looked at the calendar on the wall at the same time, and the time displayed on it was: March 3.

The woman with the single ponytail opened her mouth slightly, her light gray pupils were full of fear: "I forgot to tear off the calendar, today should be... April 4st."

Musu swallowed hard: "Our dream... has become a movie...?"

As the six people looked at each other in blank dismay, the screen instantly went dark.

The cutscene ends.

(End of this chapter)