Without a safe house, I'm a fierce one in the game

Chapter 298 The Sun Rises
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"Four twos!"

"Um...don't..."

"Wang Bang!"

"...I'm sorry."

Zhang Xingchen mixed the remaining dozen cards into the pile in front of him, sighed and shook his head: "You don't want anything, this card is not very interesting to play, don't play, don't play."

Plague looked down at the pile of small and loose cards that Zhang Xingchen had mixed into the deck, and fell into deep thought.

Then he looked up at him and asked, "Are you not able to afford it?"

"What can't be fun, I just suddenly feel a little boring..."

while talking.

Zhang Xingchen snatched the good cards from Plague's hand, and threw them into the deck: "You are still a beginner, you need to spend some time digesting the card playing methods and tricks I just taught you, and you must remember to use your heart , we will play cards in the future, then we have to gamble, I am afraid that you will lose to me in your underwear."

"I don't have underwear."

Plague glanced at the cards he had mixed into the deck, but didn't say anything.

He just raised the corner of his mouth and said to Zhang Xingchen: "The game you God's Punisher played is also interesting, but it's really not as good as four people playing together when two people can guess each other's cards."

Zhang Xingchen put away the poker on the ground, opened the window next to him and looked out, and said, "Next time, I will bring it to Guan Rou and Wu Luqi, or I will find two people in Linxian City when I go out to set up a stall at dawn." Come play with us."

……

That's right.

Zhang Xingchen and the plague have already entered the city.

They were lucky enough to find an empty house and live in it temporarily.

Originally, Zhang Xingchen wanted to look around.

But the streets were empty, not to mention people, not a single ghost, and nothing could be found.

In the end, Zhang Xingchen decided to stay here and wait until the sun rose tomorrow morning.

Anyway, he is lying on the bed now.

Sleeping in the game is no different than sleeping in the real world.

Wait until the next day, it is almost dawn.

Zhang Xingchen was awakened by the plague.

Taking advantage of the time before dawn, I bought another deck of playing cards in the mall and played with the plague.

But it's still not interesting for two people to play cards.

If you don't play two games, you won't play.

Zhang Xingchen glanced at the sky outside, and there was already a little white belly in the sky, so he stood up and waved to Plague: "Okay, let's go, let's go out and have a look together."

"Ah."

Plague nodded and followed behind Zhang Xingchen.

She has never walked into the human world so close before, because wherever she appears, it will turn into a dead city.

Although she didn't show it on the surface, she was actually looking forward to the bustling city and bustling crowds that she would see later than Zhang Xingchen.

Get out of the house.

Zhang Xingchen's family opened the door and looked inside.

It is also thanks to the simple and honest folk customs of this city, who never close their doors at night, that Zhang Xingchen was able to check the environment and clues in each room so easily.

However, no one has been found to disappear suddenly.

It was getting brighter.

Occasionally, one or two people can be seen walking on the street.

If Zhang Xingchen continued to check every household like this, someone would report to the authorities soon.

Plague, who had been following Zhang Xingchen, didn't make a sound along the way.

It wasn't until dawn that she asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I'll see who's house has fallen, and I'll pick it up..."

Zhang Xingchen answered casually, but he began to think in his mind.

Ten points of reputation...

Shouldn't be too difficult a task.

It is estimated that there will be no such a bad puzzle-solving process that is likely to cause the player to be caught as a hooligan.

Or just wait and see on the street?

was thinking.

Suddenly, the plague around him gently tugged on Zhang Xingchen's sleeve.

Zhang Xingchen turned back curiously: "What's wrong?"

"I feel the fluctuation of mana..."

Plague turned his gaze to the side street, and looked at the two men walking towards this side carrying poles: "It's those two people...they have a power I'm familiar with..."

Zhang Xingchen turned his head to look at Plague's words immediately.

But I saw two teenagers with poles on their shoulders, and a wooden barrel with unknown contents hanging on each end.

……

and many more.

Zhang Xingchen seemed to know what it was.

Because the taste has already passed.

The corners of Zhang Xingchen's mouth twitched a little, and he leaned into Plague's ear and asked, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? These two seem to have picked a dung bucket..."

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Plague pondered for a while, and finally insisted on his own opinion: "...I also heard that there are immortals in Kunlun Mountains who teach Taoism, but not everyone who studies is rich enough to live, so some poor Students will do some odd jobs down the mountain to earn living expenses..."

"Earn living expenses?"

The corner of Zhang Xingchen's mouth twitched and looked at the two teenagers who were getting closer: "Are they working so hard? Seeing how strong they are, why don't they even do coolies?"

"Does God's Punisher also think so?"

Plague gave Zhang Xingchen a strange look: "Labor does not distinguish between high and low. In your eyes, picking manure or garbage may be a low-level industry, but in fact, in the eyes of real practitioners, these jobs are actually not the same as being an official or doing a job." The emperor is no different, because it's just a job, nothing more."

"Fuck?"

Zhang Xingchen was startled at the time: "This statement sounds a little familiar, did Yuanshi Tianzun also read Marxism-Leninism?"

"Malein...what is it?"

Plague glanced at Zhang Xingchen in a daze.

But Zhang Xingchen didn't have the heart to explain this to her now, so he continued to ask: "Then there are no such selfish people among immortal cultivators?"

Plague nodded: "Of course, there are also ambitious people among practitioners, who want to become immortals to rule the world and domineeringly, but these people cannot be among the immortals without exception. All things are equal, only monks who pursue the truth of Dao Yun can be favored by the will of heaven, and the will of heaven will not be deceived or deceived."

Speaking of this, Plague paused for a moment, and then said: "However, there are always exceptions to everything. There are also many immortals in the heavens who did not rely on cultivation to rank in the immortal class, and there are also some immortals whose Taoist heart was broken and fell into the demonic way."

"Sure enough, an old man is like a treasure in a family. It's the right thing to bring you out."

Listening to Plague's explanation, Zhang Xingchen patted her on the shoulder emotionally: "Good comrade, next time I go out, I will take you on a business trip with public funds! I know what to do."

Say it.

Zhang Xingchen strode towards the two young men carrying the dung bucket, blocking their way.

"Good morning, both of you."

Zhang Xingchen first greeted them both very politely: "Looking at how skillful the two of you are in picking up shit, the future is bound to be immeasurable. All the way to the top, you will be a toilet god, and you will have a smooth toilet!"

(End of this chapter)