Quick Transmmigration: The Diseased Male Protagonist is Turning Black

Elder Wu paced over slowly, his slender figure, and a light flashed from time to time in his cloudy eyes.

Seeing that Mr. Wu was wearing the clothes of Onmyoji, and when he was in the Chamber just now, he had a little impression of Mr. Wu. This time, Matchmaker Li put his heart in his stomach.

It is not unusual that there are often Onmyojis secretly picking up private jobs.

Now that the personnel have been set, the province has many nights and dreams, and a few people will stop staying, so they decided to set off immediately.

Regarding the anxious appearance of Xia Linyin and the others, Matchmaker Li did not feel surprised. After all, several of them took on private work, and also said that after this big ticket was done, they would not stay in the Lingmen Escort. Naturally, He wanted to leave quickly, but Lin Biaotou discovered the province.

She herself wanted to finish this matter quickly.

After Li Matchmaker hired a pallet truck, a group of people left the city in a hurry. Several players were worried about the mission, and they had no interest in appreciating the quaint sights around them.

Li Meipo placed the coffin containing the thousand-year-old female stiff in a pavilion outside the city. The coffin was covered with a large red cloth, covering the entire coffin tightly.

The coffin was very heavy, and it took several people to lift the coffin onto the cart.

After a few people panted and lifted the coffin onto the cart, the fat man came over late.

Wang Ming said dissatisfied: "Hey! Fatty, why did you go? Hurry up and say if you deliberately wanted to not move the coffin deliberately, so just find a reason to escape. Do you know how heavy the coffin is? Old Wu cast a spell, and he couldn't lift his hand off."

"Why, without my fat master, a coffin can't be moved." The fat man patted Wang Ming on the shoulder heavily.

This time, Matchmaker Li was putting talisman paper on the coffin. Old Wu approached the fat man and moved his nose and said, "You murdered?"

Xia Linyin was so close that she naturally heard what Wu Lao said. The arm that had just moved the coffin was a little sore. She slowed down the movement of shaking her wrist and turned to look at the fat man.

The fat man was not panicked by the fact that he was pierced by the murder. He didn't care about it. "I killed that Rao Shizi Lin Biaotou. I think he is unhappy about the name of the fat man."

Old Wu nodded and didn't say anything. Not only did Wang Ming didn't think there was anything wrong with Fatty's words, but he also gave him a thumbs up, "Fatty, you are too good."

Seeing the three people talking about killing people is like talking about drinking water and eating, Xia Linyin feels a little uncomfortable. What is a life in their eyes?

Why are they so accustomed to murder? Are all three of them murderous?

Xia Linyin didn't want to use a questioning tone to annoy someone who might kill at any time. She bit her lip, her voice was soft, her delicate eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she looked like a little girl who was frightened by the content of the three people's conversations. White rabbit.

"Fatty, how can you kill casually?"

"He's an NPC!" The Fatty took it for granted. He patted his chest and promised, "Sister Xiaoyin, don't worry, Fatty, I won't kill players randomly!"

Seeing Xia Linyin still frowning, Wang Ming leaned close to her, "Sister Xiaoyin, you know what an NPC is, even if he looks like a flesh and blood person, but he is also different from us, maybe wait for us. Leaving this game, the world built by this game is wiped out."

"Maybe it's not even a human being, it's just a bunch of data." The fat man's voice was a bit loud, and the matchmaker Li who was putting up the talisman looked at him suspiciously, and the fat man laughed haha.

"Sister Xiaoyin, look at your little hands that are tender and have not been stained with human blood." Wang Ming wanted to touch Xia Linyin's slender and white hands, but Xia Linyin avoided him.

Wang Ming stretched out his hand and touched it. He smiled carelessly, rubbing his hands and said: "All the NPCs in the game have only two functions for the player. One is to provide clues to the player to promote the development of the plot, and the other is to be played by the player. Killing allows players to complete tasks, be used and killed, so for NPCs, we as players do not need to invest in emotions, sister Xiaoyin, are you right?"

In big hotels, some players will choose to exchange ghost coins for other people's shelter, and some players will choose to trade with their own bodies.

Wang Ming looked at Xia Linyin, a small flower that grew up in a greenhouse, and the ghost weapon in his hand was obviously enhanced with ghost coins, and he determined that Xia Linyin must have used her body to trade with others.

And Xia Linyin's appearance does have this capital.

"Sister Xiaoyin, don't be afraid. Brother Wang will not only not hurt you, but will also protect you." Wang Ming smiled and licked his thick lips, just like those perverted idiots in the movie.

"Xiaoyin, ignore him! If he dares to bully you, just tell Sister Liu!" Sister Liu dragged Xia Linyin to her side, giving Wang Ming a full warning look.

At this time, Matchmaker Li had already posted the talisman paper, and the hirer came over curly, "Okay, we can go now."

Following behind the pallet, Xia Linyin couldn't help but turned her head and took a look, and then looked back.

What is she looking at?

Wouldn't it be better if you were absent?

No need to rely on anyone anymore.

Xia Linyin smiled relievedly, it seemed that this time they were the five players.

After all the way to sleep and eat, they finally saw an inn three days later.

But the two horses did not leave. They stepped on their hooves and snorted their noses uneasy. They didn't move forward even if they beat, kick, or pull, as if there was a scourge in front of them.

"There is something wrong with this inn." Old Wu said, rubbing the two mustaches on his lips.

"Forget it." Matchmaker Li waved the shampoo in her hand. "It looks like the tomb of Wuhou is coming soon. It's time to blow the gongs and drums."

"Move the coffin down." As Li Matchmaker said, she took out a stack of paper figures from the bag. After a while, those paper figures jumped out of her hands and became the size of ordinary people.

And these paper men are holding gongs and suona made of paper in their hands.

She took out another stack of red paper and folded it, then bit her index finger and dripped blood on the red paper.

There seemed to be a flash of red light. After Li Meipo threw the folded red paper on the ground, a delicate and festive sedan chair appeared in Xia Linyin's eyes.

At this moment, Xia Linyin and the others had lifted the coffin from the cart. With the addition of the fat man, it really was a lot easier.

Li Meipo tore off the talisman paper pasted on the coffin, and after opening the coffin lid, she shook the exquisite copper bell in her hand.

In the crisp ringing, a female corpse with talisman paper on her forehead stood upright, her hands stretched straight forward.