I'm selling bento in escape game

Chapter 421
Compared with Lu Xiaoyao frantically shaking her head and throwing off the red hijab, Zhen Po's desperate struggle to snort off the gag is called bullshit.

"Bah, bah, bah! Let go of me! Your uncle! Don't touch me!"

Zhen Po was so angry that she screamed, but within two seconds she was gagged again.

Especially since the gag just rolled around on the ground, just three seconds later.

Well, the gag was noticed by the dust on the ground, and it felt another way when it was stuffed into his mouth again.

Bright: "..."

Zhen Po: QvQ! !
"Oh, this bride has such a temper!"

The old woman touched the sweat that was not there on her forehead, and saw that Lu Xiaoyao's hijab was gone, and Zhen Po didn't cover her at all. She turned around and looked at Wang Wenfei, who had been quiet since she came in. Now this one is left without makeup.

"This girl has a good background, she looks good without makeup, she is better than that..." The old woman squinted at Zhen Po behind her again, the disgust in her eyes, even a fool can see it!
However, from Lu Xiaoyao's perspective, Mingmei looked at the deadly makeup on Zhen Po's face. Two lumps of Abao's pink blush were painted on her pale face. It's not like this at all!

Lu Xiaoyao couldn't stand the hot makeup, so she looked at Wang Wenfei again, okay!
Again, the big white brush was like brushing big white on the wall, and Wang Wenfei's face quickly became invisible.

[Guigui, help me adjust Lu Xiaoyao's third-person perspective, I want to see Lu Xiaoyao's makeup at the moment, is it always like this? 】

【Hold on. 】

Guigui, who was watching the live broadcast with Mingmei, was also startled by the appearance in the camera that looked like a coffin makeup, so he helped Mingmei turn the angle of view——

Oh!
Everyone is the same!
[This makeup...] Guigui said in a complicated tone, and said directly, [This used to be like this? 】

【No, it's not...】 Mingmei took a deep breath, thought for a while, and said, 【This is the funeral makeup for the dead. 】

[? ? ?How did you know? 】

[Combined with the background of the game, look at the makeup tools in the other party's hands. Do you use oil brushes for makeup in your family?These tools obviously don't seem to be used by living people, do they? 】

[But... as far as I know, isn't the mortician going to put makeup on the dead and restore them to what they looked like before they were alive? 】Guigui hesitated about his knowledge reserve.

Although this reserve is useless, in the interstellar era, there are still dead bodies in addition to dying, and accidental death in other cases is basically nothing left.

【Ah, going forward, those who make up the dead are required to distinguish between the living and the dead as much as possible, for fear of causing the dead to have the illusion that they are not dead, and the ghosts will not leave. 】

Mingmei's explanation is logical, but Guigui has discovered a blind spot.

[By the way, host, you shouldn’t need this knowledge in your previous world, right? 】

Why did Guigui hear Mingmei's words so similar to those in Hua Lanxing's horror novels?

[Host, don't you say that you are exhausted from studying every day?When did you look at such things that do not conform to the scientific outlook of this world behind my back? 】

Bright: "..."

Just like this, she was suddenly picked up, and Mingmei also felt very embarrassed_(:3」∠)_
She is also Guigui. When she went to Master Brain to study during the winter vacation, she felt bored. Out of curiosity, she clicked on those gimmicky headlines on the star network.
Then—oh~
Although she knew it was a lie, some things in the world she lived in before were much scarier than what was said here, but Mingmei still smelled really good when she looked at it!
So now I accidentally revealed my secrets.

To be honest, if Guigui had a humanoid body at this moment, his face would have as much disgust as he wanted, and he couldn't look directly at his host at all.

[Cough... I think what I said is quite reasonable. Think about it, in this game, these brides are meant to be sacrificed if they don't live. Isn't the makeup of the dead just to please the boss? 】

Mingmei, who doesn't want to entangle with Guigui about what she was doing during her vacation, decides to bring the topic back.

[Ghost!Look, Wang Wenfei is doing it! 】

Guigui: [Host, it's not okay for you to try to attract my attention like this...]

Just after Guigui finished speaking, Mingmei no longer wanted to listen to what Guigui said, she really saw it!
The hemp rope in Wang Wenfei's hand was pulled away by her at some point, and she picked up the teapot on the small table beside her with her backhand and threw it at the old woman!
"what!"

"Go to hell!"

Wang Wenfei raised her legs again when the opponent was hit by the teapot and kicked her legs together, kicking the opponent to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, she quickly untied the restraints on her feet, and then hastily picked up the teacup tiles that were smashed just now from the ground and released Lu Xiaoyao and Zhen Po.

"Wuhu!"

"Bah bah bah!"

The three people who were relieved hadn't forgotten the old lady who was just lying on the ground. When they lowered their heads, they saw a prototype of a paper pricked figure that had been turned into a mess, with traces of tea being spilled on it. Now they also realized that— —

"These paper sticks make people afraid of water?"

Wang Wenfei looked at the tea on the man's body with the paper, and the tear was obviously caused by her hand just now.

"Well, it should be. I remember that when I played this game before, it rained at night. At that time, I also saw that the lower legs and feet that picked me up were discolored by the rain."

After Lu Xiaoyao said this, the three of them looked at each other, and immediately searched the room.

Water, they need water!

The reality told them that their only pot of water had been smashed by Wang Wenfei long ago.

……

"Water..."

Mingmei looked up at the sky outside the door, she remembered that it would rain when it was dark, right?
"what?"

Zhen Hu, who had finished eating the boxed lunch over there, turned her head when she heard Mingmei's soft sigh, and blurted out what Mingmei was talking about.

"They are afraid of water." Mingmei said, treating herself as an NPC in the game who could provide effective information and told Zhen Hu and the others the shortcomings of the paper-wrapped people.

"Water." Qi Haikui suddenly realized, "That's right, paper sticks are really afraid of water."

Then he heard Mingmei say: "It will rain tonight."

Mingmei also uttered the saying that when it was raining at night when she and Mu Chen met, Qihai Kui and Zhen Hu listened to it with gusto.

"Speaking of which, the ancient blue star is amazing, a planet has bred so many cultures..."

Although this is just a folklore, Qi Haikui and Zhen Hu still like it very much.

Especially when Zhen Hu, a fan of cultivating immortals, took advantage of what Mingmei said about Hades, he directly told Qi Haikui a bunch of gods from all walks of life in heaven and earth.

And that Pangu Nuwa also said it again, seeing that the two of them who should be doing business after eating their box lunch now started to share the myth of the ancient blue star and never returned, Di Mingmei couldn't help feeling Tilted his head, wondering——

Did they enter the game to exchange fairy tales?

　Mingmei: I really tied Q, what are these players doing?

　　Players: Are... eh?What are you doing?

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(End of this chapter)