My Past Life Simulator

  Stable, stable, this is done!

  The six upgraded talents, if you can't clear the level with one life, I will sell the iron to repay the loan for the simulator.

   "Xiaohe, it's dead, we have to go and see."

   Old Wang held the iron ruler in his left hand, and patted the boy who was swearing by swearing on the shoulder with his right hand, motioning him to follow him. Just like the process of entering the simulation scene for the first time, the two just came out of the arrest room, and Gao Dapeng led the apprentice and hurried up.

   "Let me introduce you."

   "I know, our chief's treasure, Gao Zuzuo!"

   "Hahaha, overrated. This is the apprentice I accepted not long ago, Circus Zhang's son, Xiaoyu."

   The four of them chatted and laughed, all the way to the woods outside the city.

  He Zhao looked at Xiao Zuo's excited face, and couldn't help but twitch a smile, you should be splashed with cold water later.

   The whole process was no different from the last time. When Zhang Yu saw the back of the dead body, he immediately sat on wax and took the initiative to find the wooden ladder. After collecting the body of the deceased, the group returned in a donkey cart.

   Arrived at the arresting room smoothly. Wang Xunzhu still took good care of his old colleague's children. After reporting the whole story to the team leader, he returned the car in the scorching sun alone.

   If it hadn't been for Wang Xu to take care of him as a young boy from the beginning of replacing his father into the patrol team, he would have to be bullied to death by the old fritters in the team.

   Not to mention other things, some people have just entered the arrest room, in order to leave a good impression on the old team members, they will not refuse anything. There was a hapless man who couldn't stand to flicker, and he was on duty for thirty consecutive days, and he almost didn't survive to the point of sudden death.

   If it wasn't for the team leader, I couldn't stand it, that man was afraid that until the person surnamed He came in, he was still working hard in white + black, everyday 007.

   "Xiaohe, uncle is leaving first. If you have something to do at night, if you are not sure, find me."

The voice of    fell, and the old patrolman left without looking back.

   The sky turned dark soon, and a watch was hung at the gate of the arresting room.

   The so-called Wangzi are actually two lanterns with the word [catching] written on them. In front of all kinds of shops in Daqing Country, these things are hung up. When people look up, they know what the business of the shop is.

   As night fell, He Zhao walked to the morgue with an iron ruler hanging from his waist.

   He wanted to figure out, in the last simulation scene, Xiao Zhe was a big living person, why did he lie on the dead bed.

   All the way through the dark and secluded aisle, about three or five minutes, he came to the door of the room where the cold air was coming out.

   "Dangdangdang!"

   Inside the room, no one answered.

   "Dangdangdang!"

   raised his hand and knocked on the door again, slightly faster than before.

   "Squeak."

   Seeing that no one was fighting twice in a row, he simply pushed the door and entered.

  It is worth mentioning that the morgue was temporarily modified, and the windows were sealed with blue bricks. Don't say that you can't see your five fingers at night, you are inattentive during the day, and wrestling on the ground is not a new thing.

   As soon as he entered the room, his eyes capable of night vision immediately saw more than a dozen simple morgues, lying on two corpses covered with white cloths. One of them, after coming in from him, trembled again and again. It caused a series of creaking noises from the poorly made wooden bed.

   He Zhao showed a wicked smile and walked towards the other party step by step.

   "Tread. Tread"

  The sound of footsteps in the silent room was extremely harsh.

   Five or six steps to the front, he stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth a little bit.

   "Mom!"

  Xiaozuo screamed, jumped up with a bang, and was about to run for his life.

   As a result, a large and powerful hand was placed on his shoulders, and he was pressed back abruptly.

   "woo woo woo"

  It's over, Barbie is Q.

   Instead of facing the mystical legends, it is better to be eaten by a big bear.

"it's me!"

  “???”

   Hearing the human voice, Zhang Yu stopped sobbing and turned his head to look.

   "Brother Zhao?"

   "No, you have nothing to draw Zhong Kui's face in the middle of the night, lying on the mortuary, covered with white cloth!"

   "I I I"

  Xiaozuo stammered, the rest of the words choked in his throat, unable to speak.

   "Slow down, take a breath, and talk."

"Uh-huh."

   After a long time, he finally calmed down his excited guilty conscience.

   "Tell me."

"Master said that if you want to be safe tonight, draw a picture of Zhong Kui on your face. Then, lie on the bed with a white cloth on your face. If you hear a strange noise at night, don't move at will, just pretend you didn't hear it. After a night, you will naturally be safe and sound. "

  “.”

   Ma Dan, you are safe, my previous life is estimated to have died under the hands of the hanged.

   One thing to say, today is his congratulations to someone on duty at night. With an average of 2 points in the three basic attributes, can he beat the strange things that deceive the corpse?

  A normal person would be scared out of his wits just by seeing it, and would not be able to resist at all.

  Unless there is a gun in the hand, when the firepower is strong enough, in front of the gods, humans dare to clamor for Lao Tzu to slaughter the gods today.

   An iron ruler + fledgling + 18-year-old boy = free!

   "Keep lying down."

   After saying that, he turned to leave.

  The arrest room stores tax money, official property, stolen goods and murder weapons used in murder cases, all of which are placed in the warehouse.

  Usually, if there is no permission from the leader or the general leader, the team leader will not even want to go in.

   Guard yourself against theft?

  Every morning, there will be Lao Liu, who is in charge of the warehouse, to carry out an inventory.

  If it is stolen, it will be directly held accountable for the night patrol, and the black skin will be taken lightly. If it is serious, they will be sent to prison and wait in line to be shot at Caishikou.

   During the daytime, there are many people with different eyes. A certain famous ruthless man didn’t dare to be too arrogant, so he had to wait for the night. grain dung

   "Don't, Brother Zhao. I don't dare, let me go with you!"

  Xiaozhuo grabbed He Zhao's arm with a frightened look. The sound of footsteps approaching just now, I don't want to experience the second time in my life, the big deal is to go back to play with bears.

   "Hehe, okay. I'll send you to the lounge, and you stay inside. Wait, why is your arm dirty?"

   "Ah! Maybe I accidentally touched it when I was putting makeup on myself."

   After asking and answering questions, the two walked out of the morgue and returned to the lounge.

   "I'm leaving, lock the door. If there is a sound, pretend you can't hear it. Do you understand? By the way, you take this." After speaking, he took off the iron ruler hanging from his waist.

"I know!"

   Xiao Zakuzu nodded again and again, reached out to take the iron ruler, and felt relieved for a moment.

   "I almost forgot, you must remember, don't raise your head. Do not make any moves to raise your head. It is related to your life and fortune. If you raise your head, you will most likely die."

"what?!"

  The child's face turned pale, what does it mean to look up and die.

  Nianglie, I will say no to Gao Dapeng tomorrow morning, whoever loves it will do it.

   The nine streams of the same subordinate, why is the danger of being so dangerous?

"boom!"

  The door was closed, and He Zhao took a piece of hemp rope prepared in advance in the afternoon and walked to the warehouse. In his pocket, there is also a bunch of keys, which came from Lao Liu.

   On the road, he did not dare to be careless, always looked straight ahead, and easily prevented his head from moving.

  Two minutes up and down, came to the warehouse door.

   took out the key in his pocket, unlocked the door, and swaggered in.

   "rub—"

  A white shadow slid away along the gap in the window with a squeak.

  “?!”

   If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not notice the abnormal phenomenon just now.

   But the problem is that due to the talent [Dark Moon Messenger+], the attributes of the whole body have increased by a full thirty points, and it is difficult to not pay attention.

"not good."

   He hurried to the first-row shelf in the room and the second floor to look for the hanging hemp rope.

   Before Pharaoh returned the donkey cart, someone asked without a trace, the exact location of the murder weapon.

   Sure enough, the rope was gone.

   "Looks like a man-made disaster!"

   The last simulation scene was not only cunning, but also the involvement of people.

   "I'm careless."

   When you come out of the lounge, you should first turn on the buff that disappears your presence.

   In this case, the white shadow from earlier may not be scared away.

   Of course, whether BUFF has any effect on those who hide it can only be known after trying it.

   "Om!"

  Invisible power surged, and He Zhao's sense of existence quickly disappeared.

   He then threw the twine he brought on the shelf to pretend. According to Lao Wang, Lao Liu, who has been doing warehouse inventory all the year round, just takes the list every day and glances at it to make sure that the items are not lost.

   And there are no valuables in the room, even if there is, call the chief and the captains to divide it up and subsidize the household.

  After all, the salaries of small officials are really low, so if you don’t think about other ways to get money, how can you support a large family and serve their servants?

   After leaving the warehouse, he carefully walked around the arresting room, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

  ‘Strange! ’

   Since the other party dared to kill him last time, he definitely did not leave.

  ‘Forget it, go to the morgue. ’

   He was quite interested in cheating corpses.

  This time, we have to observe the whole process with our own eyes.

   After a while, he returned to the cold room.

   Closed the old wooden door and sat down on the simple wooden bed next to the hanged man, staring at the "roommate".

   Probably disliked the white cloth for blocking his view, he even stretched out his hand to lift the cloth, revealing the terrifying picture of Zhong Kui.

'what? ’

   There is doubt in my heart, the pattern on the face of the dead body is a little flowery.

   It looks like someone's hand got dirty accidentally.

   In his mind, subconsciously appeared, Zhang Yu trembled in shock, and looked at the scene of the dead man holding the mirror and applying makeup to himself stroke by stroke.

  After finishing the makeup, the arm accidentally rubbed the face under the body.

  “.”

Is    the picture of Zhong Kui on his face the key to preventing the dead from getting up in the middle of the night?

  Because of the small flowers, the pattern became invalid, and even the corpse was deceived in the middle of the night.

Why did    ignore the living people lying under the same roof as him?

  Thinking about this, he leaned down and smelled it.

   Then, he stretched out his finger and rubbed it lightly. After rubbing it a little, he put it in front of his eyes and observed it carefully. It is indeed a thick substance with oils and pigments, but it has a faint odor.

   "Crench!"

   The hanged man moved, causing the wooden bed to make an abnormal noise.

  He Zhao widened his eyes with excitement, here he comes, the other party is about to pick up his corpse.

   The next moment, the closed eyes of the deceased suddenly opened.

   In its more excited gaze, the corpse stood up tremblingly.