I play the horror world as a development game

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"That night, he came back again. He was sitting in the lobby, smoking and drinking, and the trash can was full of disgusting things. I saw my mother. She was sitting in the room, also smoking, but with different faces. injury."

"She saw me, but she just smiled and said nothing."

"My father saw me, walked over crookedly, grabbed my collar, called me a bastard, a useless thing, used the family's money to read useless books, and even spat on my face."

"I have never succumbed to this scumbag. The harsh tone and the pungent smell of alcohol stimulated my inner killing intent. When he turned around, I grabbed the scissors on the table and stabbed him in the abdomen. Any hesitation."

"But my strength is too small, I just pierced his coat and cut a little skin, he turned around and slapped me, cursed something, took the scissors, and pressed me on the table. The sharp scissors are coming towards my face!"

"At this time, my mother suddenly went out and stabbed my father in the head with a fruit knife in her hand. My father avoided it, but one ear was still cut off."

"Blood splattered on my face and it was hot. My mother ignored his wailing, dragged me into the room, and locked the door behind her."

"There were all kinds of abuse and the sound of objects being smashed outside the door. It took a long time to calm down. When I went out, my parents didn't see me. I slept very hard that night. I kept thinking about killing my father over and over again. scene..."

Qin Feng's answer was very long, and the distorted characters took up the entire scroll. The deeper you got to the back, the more clearly you could see the deep marks of the characters, which almost pierced the paper.

One can imagine how deep resentment Qin Feng brought with him when he wrote these words.

The test paper was not graded, and it was not brought to the classroom. It was just a way for Qin Feng to vent his anger.

However, this helped Qin Nuo a lot, allowing him to find the right direction on how to act as a family relationship, sorted them out one by one, and put them back in the middle of the book.

Feeling drowsy came to mind, Qin Nuo didn't think about it, changed his clothes, didn't bother to take a bath, so he lay down on the bed, just to be safe, he locked the door by the way.

Qin Feng's father probably came back looking for some money, maybe he found some, maybe it didn't work, anyway he searched his things and left.

Such a father's role in the family is too dangerous. Maybe he should obey his mother's words that night and join hands to kill this scumbag father.

Qin Nuo thought to himself, and gradually fell asleep.

……

The time to go to work at the steamed stuffed bun shop was after ten o'clock during the day, so Qin Nuo had enough time to sleep.

The light shone on his face through the curtain, and he heard a few crisp sounds in his ears. Qin Nuo opened his eyes and looked at the curse-breaking wind chime hanging on the hanger and being blown by the wind, making a crisp sound.

Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock, Qin Nuo yawned, and dragged his body to get up to wash up.

After leaving the bathroom, he was already so hungry that Qin Nuo opened the refrigerator, trying to satisfy his hunger with the steamed buns he brought back last night, only to find that all the meat buns he brought back had disappeared, leaving one rolled aside.

Qin Nuo's face turned dark, it was obvious who was the thief who stole the bun, he took the last bun and stuffed it into his mouth, the fermented flour on the outside was hard, the meat inside was sour, it was unpalatable.

Qin Nuo spat it out, threw it into the trash can, took the door key and went out.

Today, the light outside the house is much brighter, but it is still accompanied by fog, and there is a hint of coolness under the haze.

Qin Nuo went out and walked into an alley, but when he turned the corner, he heard a very illusory and ethereal laughter, lingering in his ears, making the hair stand on end.

Qin Nuo turned his head to look, and saw a small figure appearing in the white mist not far away.

It faced Qin Nuo, but the mouth was out of the face, and the other four sense organs could not be seen clearly. At this moment, the mouth opened and let out a cheerful laugh.

The laughter is very cheerful, but coupled with the scene at the moment, the atmosphere at the moment is particularly terrifying!

Qin Nuo twitched. He didn't want to provoke these game npcs that appeared out of nowhere, so he turned around and left as if he didn't see them.

"Where are you going brother, come and play with me, you haven't played peek-a-boo with Xiaole for a long time!"

Qin Nuo's eyebrows twitched. The other party knew Qin Feng. What's the relationship with the role he played?

However, when Qin Nuo turned back, the little figure in the white mist had disappeared.

The layers of hazy white mist were also dissipating, and the open space was exposed to Qin Nuo's eyes.

It is a well, but it seems to have been deserted for a long time, the surrounding area is full of weeds, and the asphalt moss is crawling over the wellhead...

===Chapter 207 Grandson Ale, Dafu is strange!===

Looking at the ancient well, Qin Nuo wanted to go over to have a look, but he took a step, checked the time on his watch, remained silent for a moment, then turned around and left.

After Qin Nuo left, the open space was once again covered by white mist...

On this side, Qin Nuo quickened his pace. Just as he walked out of the alley, he stepped on something, slipped, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Looking back, it was an Ultraman toy that fell to the ground. Qin Nuo stepped on it, and the arm fell out.

An old man leaning on a cane picked up the toy, his rickety body looked weak, and it took a lot of effort to pick it up in the palm of his hand.

Qin Nuo looked at him, quickly picked up the broken arm of the toy, and handed it to the old man: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I came out in a hurry, and I didn't look at my feet, and I trampled your toy."

"It's okay, anyway, that arm often falls off, I'm used to it."

The old man drooped his back and said hoarsely. He raised his head to look at Qin Nuo, the two eye sockets were completely sunken, and there was darkness under the eyelids. There might be eyeballs, but they couldn't be seen.

Such a face is naturally scary, but Qin Nuo said calmly, "If the old man has nothing to do, I'll leave first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Nuo's left hand was grabbed, and a biting chill instantly penetrated his skin.

The old man looked at Qin Nuo's face, under the old bark-like skin, there was an indescribable treachery: "Boy, grandpa looks familiar to you, are you Qin Bei's child?"

Although it was the first time he heard this name, Qin Nuo knew it was the scumbag father, so he nodded, "I am."

"You've grown so big. Grandpa remembers that when he saw you, he was only up to his waist."

"Do you remember my grandson? His name is Ale. You used to play together a lot. You like to hide and seek at home."

What the old man said made Qin Nuo look weird, he subconsciously looked at the end of the alley, turned his head and smiled and said, "Yes, we often play together, by the way, grandpa, where is Ale now, when can I come back again?" Looking for him to play?"

"Hehe, he's at school. After school is over, I'll let him go and play with you."

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, when the old man said this, Qin Nuo always felt a strange glow of deep meaning flashing in his eye sockets.

Covering up the trace of suspicion on his face, Qin Nuo smiled and said, "Then it's settled, Grandpa, I'll leave first if I have something to do."

"Son, let's go."

Holding a toy and leaning on a cane, the old man slowly disappeared into the mist.

Regarding the matter of the old man, Qin Nuo put it aside first, and soon arrived at the steamed stuffed bun shop, where the boss was already busy.

"Brat, I'm late today. Although I'm a child worker and the salary is not high, the most basic thing is to be on time!"

"I'm sorry boss, I had some insomnia last night."

Qin Nuo entered the shop door, lowered his head slightly and said.

"Why insomnia, sleep quality is so poor at this age?" The boss asked with a frown.

Qin Nuo seemed a little embarrassed to speak, but said, "My father is back."

Hearing this, the boss didn't dwell on the topic any longer. He put a cup of soy milk and two meat buns on the table, and said indifferently, "After eating, hurry up and get to work."

Seeing that the boss had left, the gloomy look in Qin Nuo's eyes disappeared, and he picked up his breakfast and began to gobble it up.

"Everyone here seems to know who Qin Bei is. When mentioning this person, the disgust in his eyes is clearly visible. How corrupt is such an ugly image?"

"In today's world full of single dogs, it is simply unreasonable to be able to marry a wife and have children!"

While eating, Qin Nuo thought to himself, breakfast will be finished soon, and the stomach that has been hungry for so long is finally satisfied to seventy percent full.

When I arrived at the back kitchen, bags of flour were piled up on the ground, and the plates of meat sauce were dripping with blood, and flies were flying all over the place.

The business peak at noon came soon, and Qin Nuo ran back and forth in the back kitchen, never stopping to work.

Nearly an hour later, the business at the door gradually became deserted. After the peak period, Qin Nuo sat slumped on a chair, exhausted all over his body, so that he didn't even have the thought of moving his fingers.

Qin Nuo looked at the boss who was still busy at the entrance of the shop, glanced at the photo album on the wall, and asked suddenly: "Boss, were you always busy before I came?"

"It's just me, what's the matter?" The boss kneaded the flour with both hands, without looking back.

"No, I just want to ask..." Qin Nuo's eyes fell on the woman in the shirt in the photo frame again.

The boss looked back at Qin Nuo with a chill in his eyes.

Qin Nuo quickly waved his hands and said with a dry smile: "I'll just ask, the boss doesn't want to say it."

"You want to ask, where did the proprietress go?"

"Just a little curious."

"The child's mother passed away a long time ago, and his brain got cancer, that's all." The boss obviously didn't want to say more about it.

Qin Nuo wanted to ask more specifically, but seeing his appearance, he dispelled the idea.

She stood up and was about to offer her hand when she heard some movement upstairs.

"Is someone up there?" Qin Nuo looked upstairs with a flick of his eyes.

The boss said flatly, "That bastard didn't go to class today."

"Is Daifuku sick?"

"I don't know. He died on the top all day and never came down. Let him do what he likes. I will treat him as if I don't have this son!" When his son was mentioned, the boss became furious. The noodle roll smashed hard on the table and shattered again.

Qin Nuo looked at him and wanted to say something, but thought he might be scolded, so he asked instead.

"Can I go up and see Daifuku?"

The boss didn't speak.

Qin Nuo knew that he acquiesced, took off the apron around his waist, and walked upstairs.

There is not enough light on the second floor, the windows are closed, and the light is blocked by the piled up debris.

Qin Nuo walked to one of the rooms and knocked on the door: "Dafu, are you in there?"

When there was no response, Qin Nuo knocked again, but the door opened by itself.

Qin Nuo blinked, pushed the door open and walked in. The room was even darker, and there was a musty smell, which made the nose very uncomfortable.

In the corner, a desk lamp was turned on to reveal bright light, and Dafu was lying on the table, writing something.

"Dafu, how did you feel about the rehearsal last night?" Qin Nuo looked around and asked casually.

Daifuku, who was sitting on the chair, stopped the movement of his hands and said, "The rehearsal is very good. If you keep working hard tonight, you will be able to present it perfectly before the children's party."

Qin Nuo nodded, leaned over curiously, and asked with a smile: "What are you writing, so serious?"

"The script, last night's script, I found some loopholes and flaws, I need to revise it, and take it to Sister Tang Rou to have a look tonight."

Qin Nuo snorted, picked up a pen to play with, glanced at the back of Dafu's neck calmly, rubbed his nose, and said, "The boss hit you yesterday, is your neck okay?"

"It's fine, thank you for your concern."

Dafu raised his head and looked at Qin Nuo, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, forcing out a smile.

But under the light of the desk lamp on one side, his face was flooded with light and darkened at the same time, which made that smile reveal an indescribable horror...

===Chapter 208 Reverse questioning, a million points of pain!===

"I've finished writing, what do you think?"

Dafu sorted out the manuscript paper and handed it over.

Qin Nuo took it and looked at it for a while, then put it back on the table, and said, "Very good, but this is just my opinion, and it depends on Sister Tang Rou."

"That's right." Dafu just put the manuscript paper back in the small schoolbag.

Qin Nuo watched his movements, put his hands in his pockets and asked, "Dafu, you said you were going to take Mo Ting to a place last night, can you tell me where it is?"

Dafu looked dumbfounded, and looked at Qin Nuo with confusion: "You mean Mo Ting? Where should I take her?"

"Don't you remember?" Qin Nuo looked into Dafu's eyes: "You said this by yourself last night, how long has it been?"

Dafu's expression was stiff, and he looked at Qin Nuo strangely.

Qin Nuo ignored the gaze, sat on the table, and continued to say to himself: "I suddenly can't remember, Dafu, when did we meet?"

"When did you join the acting department?"

"You should still remember, can you tell me?"

In the room, after Qin Nuo said these words, the seemingly peaceful atmosphere suddenly became very strange.

The blood-eyed ghost frowned: "Your brain suddenly short-circuited? Doesn't that mean you're exposing yourself? Even a fool can see that you're not Qin Feng!"

Qin Nuo ignored the blood-eyed ghost, and looked directly at Dafu in front of him, with a calm expression and a slight smile on his face.

Dafu seemed to look at Qin Nuo again with new eyes, and said, "You are very strange today, why do you ask these questions?"

"It's weird, I think it's weird too."

"The Dafu I know is not like this." Qin Nuo said.

Dafu asked back, "What's that like?"

"Just like now."