after falling asleep

"People of "Mu Su Su Biography", come out to meet your king!"

Back in the game, Musu opened his arms to announce his return.

The bleak sea breeze was blowing, and only Mao Jiu, who was sitting next to him and "guarding the corpse" with his chin on his back, reluctantly welcomed Mu Su.

Except for them, all players gathered at the other end of the town because of new discoveries.

The follow-up to Paradise Valley?

Mu Su and Mao Jiu with a sore face approached the crowd gathered in the distance.Like unbloomed chrysanthemums, they silently lowered their heads and surrounded Qianye in the center.

"Let me be healthy too."

Moving closer, Mu Su stretched his neck on tiptoes, but the dense crowd blocked all peeps.

Mu Su patted his muscular and elastic shoulders.

"We didn't look at anything because..." Sticky phlegm tendons were flexible and slowly turned around, revealing a hollow face that had been hollowed out of flesh and blood, and the tail of tongue trembling deep in the throat said: "My face is gone..."

"what happened!?"

"...you pass the test."

For some reason, Mao Jiu felt offended and insulted: "Maybe you have low sanity syndrome."

"Musu, your face is here..."

Mao Jiu's face was the only victim in this incident.

At this time, a palm suddenly patted Musu's shoulder from behind.

"When I just woke up, I saw that Tianmo was plotting something wrong with Elasticity, so I rushed up to stop and destroy his plot!"

Gathering the crowd was like a scene in Musu's fantasy, keeping still, Musu, passing by the ruins, grabbed a piece of wood, overtook Maojiu, and swung it towards the muscular and elastic back!
"don't want--"

The sharp eyes turned into dead fish eyes again, and then saw clearly the person lying on the ground, Mu Su was so frightened that he stuffed his fingers into his mouth.

"If there is no satisfactory explanation, I will be angry with you." Qianye said calmly as he lay in the sand nest that was smashed out.

Snapped.

"My second uncle is an ancient evil god, how dare they touch me?" Mu Su yelled towards the back of Mao Jiu who was approaching by everyone.

"I just heard Maojiu's cry, heard the wind, and habitually raised my hand to block it, and then I saw Musu holding a wooden plank and trying to attack Elasticity..."

"casual."

Musu subconsciously followed the prestige, and the skinless and faceless Qianye lifted the stone urn she was holding in her palm, stacking layers of skin, with his face on top, and then, a tearing pain came——

Musu seized the opportunity, but it was useless, they believed Tianmo more.

……

While wailing, he patted Musu's shoulder with his palm, and the bandage fell off Maojiu's face behind him, revealing the same terrifying emptiness.

The resolution of the dispute is all a misunderstanding and no one is pregnant.

And the explanation also includes many words.

The other people gathered around raised their heads slowly at this moment, revealing one after another horrified empty faces.

"Yes, I imagined that your faces are gone!" Mu Su said, looking into the distance, the same position as the hallucination, and the same crowd gathered as the hallucination, also like unbloomed chrysanthemums, also silently surrounded thousands of people. night.

He looked at Musu strangely.

The slate returned to Musu's hand, Wangwen Wenqi watched carefully and watched Musu read the contents of the slate again.

Mu Su broke free from the restraints: "The writing on the stone slab."

Mu Su raised the slate, cleared his throat, and whispered slowly: "God above the gray mist, your pious servant—"

"Still in the house of the house."

bang——

"You can actually say my name..." Sticky phlegm leaned on Mu Su's arms flattered and elastic.

"That was an accident!"

"...Then just read and don't read."

Wangwenwenche doubtfully scanned the slate to confirm, and said to the approaching Qianye: "The content has not changed, but what Mu Su read out seems to be some kind of summoning ceremony."

Who is speaking……

"Hey, your faces..."

It doesn't matter if you look, hear, ask, and ask, and the stone slabs are only engraved with ordinary long poems and messages.

And this sentence.

bang——

[The sun is shining there, everything is jumping for life, and the evil spirits dare not step in because there is eternal light there——]

When the players turned their heads, Mu Su stretched out his hand and pulled the sticky tendons to his side, and turned his eyebrows coldly to Tianmo who was holding the plank high: "What do you want to do to our poor sticky sticky with the wooden plank!"

While Cat Nine screamed, the strong wind was blocked by thick arms that were as wide as the board. Tianmo grabbed the board and looked down at the attacker Mu Su: "What are you doing?"

Mu Su, who had just finished writing Mu Su Su Biography, knew what to fill in, and then shook the slate: "Can I read it?"

Because of that "closed beta friend".

Mu Su shuddered, and while catching up to Mao Jiu, he shouted at the crowd: "Everyone, don't look! If you look at the face, you will lose it!"

"Then what if you were killed by the people of the deep sea?"

The sticky phlegm tendons were elastic and stared at Musu in a daze: "Is it true..."

"walk slowly."

Mu Su, who subconsciously argued, was stunned, looking around Kong Kong.

"Illusion?" Mao Jiu asked tentatively.

"Because I have low sanity syndrome."

"I have low sanity syndrome." Mu Su blinked her innocent eyes.

"So what's going on?"

"Mu Su suffered from low sanity syndrome... Hiss hurts so much, I thought we would be hollowed out after seeing the slate face." Maojiu broke free from the wound on his face, and the bandage was stained red.

Qianye sat up and brushed his gravel-stained hair: "Look and hear, show Musu the slate, maybe he can think of something."

Mu Su glanced at the state in the upper left corner, and his sanity was missing about one-tenth.

Maojiu, who was sitting next to her with her chin dragging, raised her eyes in boredom: "What's going on?"

"I dreamed, uh... foresaw, uh... ran into, uh..." Every time I got stuck, Musu would lower his head and meditate.

Musu said this because there is only one character for Xing and two characters for Ru.

Mu Su sat up on the beach in shock.

"Ugh...my face, my face hurts..."

Wang Wenwen quickly snatched the slate and covered Mu Su's mouth: "What are you reading!?"

It is still a long poem in the style of Paradise Valley, but it is not this that makes the players not far away eager to try, but the ugly message engraved on the spare part of the slate.

Tianmo threw away the board, and boredly pulled out the wooden thorns stuck in his palm like picking a hairball from his clothes.

For example, the previous sentence.

Musu's black eyes suddenly became sharp, he grabbed his palm and twisted his body over his shoulder.

"That's exactly what I want to say." Mu Su said with a straight face.

Wangwen Wenqie handed the newly found stone slab with the missing corner to Musu: "We found it from under a pile of wooden boards. It should have been placed in the house..."

[Mia, I can't hold it anymore, the secret room between No. 23 and No. 24 in the refuge cave, the things I left for you are there, the key you know what it is - love you]

Later names were dug up for unknown reasons.

At the same time, a reminder appeared on Musu's taskbar.

[20 years of waiting: There is an unknown secret room hidden between No. 23 and No. 24 in the refuge cave. Someone left something there thousands of years ago. It is still dusty and has not been opened. Perhaps time has lost its effect there. 】

[Task Reward: Depends on what you can get]