I play the horror world as a development game

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The house was very dark, and my mother sat down at the table, put down a sieve, and fiddled with the black beans inside.

"If you are hungry, there are still some leftovers in the pot, just heat it up." Mother said lightly.

"Oh, good." Qin Nuo replied, feeling a little strange.

Li Sha's mother is blind, how to cook the food, this is the Republic of China, and it can't be solved by pressing the rice cooker.

Doubtful, Qin Nuo turned around and went to the firewood room next door, and took off the lid of the big pot, which contained simple porridge, steamed buns, and local food.

He picked it up and ate two mouthfuls. It may be that the people of the time were different. Qin Nuo couldn't swallow it, but for the sake of the role, he basically finished eating and left a steamed bun.

"This dungeon seems to be quite normal. At least so far, I haven't felt any ghostly aura..." the blood-eyed ghost suddenly said.

"Yo, brother blood is finally bubbling."

"If you don't make a sound, I thought you wouldn't be able to enter the dungeon this time." Qin Nuo laughed.

"I'm naturally quiet, and I don't like to talk too much."

"When bored, I like to rest and doze off, which helps digest the remaining ingredients and speed up the absorption." The blood-eyed ghost said indifferently.

"Trust me, it's just so far."

"This is a dungeon of the sixth-level region after all. How can it be worse than the Nightmare Train?"

Qin Nuo smiled and wanted to continue, when a faint voice suddenly came from behind.

"Who are you talking to?"

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===Chapter 430 Plain plot outside the window late at night===

Qin Nuo was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw his mother standing at the door, staring blankly at the front, and asked.

"No, I recently picked up a book, read it fascinated, and like talking to myself." Qin Nuo responded calmly.

"Aren't you feeling unwell, go and have a rest," said the mother.

Qin Nuo nodded in response.

"Also, your father's room is cleaned, I've been telling you."

"some."

"Then why, when I enter the room, I can smell a musty smell, and there is dust everywhere I touch it."

"Mom is just blind, not stupid." The mother sighed, her haggard face full of helplessness.

Qin Nuo opened his mouth, not knowing what to say and how to answer.

"Mother keeps nagging, it's because it's good for you, and there's a reason for it. If you do what mother says, there will be nothing wrong."

Li Sha's mother spoke hoarsely, then turned and left.

"Li Sha's mother doesn't feel right, she looks like she's in a daze." said the blood-eyed ghost.

Qin Nuo said: "Not even a fool can see this."

"It's possible that Li Sha's father died and the ghost returned, which caused Li Sha's mother to become like this."

Since it is a horror world and ghosts are frequent visitors, this guess is the most reasonable one.

Qin Nuo came out of the firewood room. Because of what his mother said, he went to Li Sha's father's room to take a look.

Sure enough, there was no cleaning inside, the bed, desk, and some folded high-quality silk cloth were all covered with dust.

The bed board hadn't been cleaned for some time.

Obviously, Li Sha didn't take his mother's words to heart at all.

With his hands in his pockets, Qin Nuo walked around the room for a while, and left the room after seeing nothing worth noticing.

"The completion standard of Quande Town is to survive for ten days, but so far, it seems that there is no danger."

"Maybe danger refers to the so-called disease?"

"But so far, I haven't felt any discomfort in Li Sha's body. Where does the disease come from?"

"It is also said in the dungeon that every character in Quande Town will get sick. Could it be an infectious disease?"

When he returned to his room, Qin Nuo thought to himself while flipping through Li Sha's belongings.

The decorations are very simple, but when I opened a drawer, I found a lot of paper, not love letters, but crooked fonts, looking at the repeated strokes and marks, I can imagine how hard it was for Li Sha to practice these words again.

"Li Sha's father is a tailor. Logically speaking, it doesn't seem like his son can't go to private school or learn to read. It's only possible that he passed away too early, and several blows have caused the current situation."

Qin Nuo muttered, picked up the stack of fonts, and flipped through the pages one by one. There was nothing needed. When he put down the paper, he found a brand new pen under it.

When it was opened, there was enough pen and ink, and it looked like it hadn’t been written, and all the drawings on the paper were rough pencils.

Obviously, this pen is very dear to Li Sha.

Qin Nuo picked up the pen, faced the sunlight from the window, and murmured under the sunlight, "The precious things are either left by my father, or someone's token of love."

"There is probably a reason why Li Sha worked so hard to practice calligraphy."

Curling his lips, Qin Nuo put the pen back, leaned back on the chair, suddenly thought of something, and quickly opened the game panel.

He remembered that the landing device could display the teammates matched in the same instance. Although he didn't know the game ID, he could know the number of them.

I've been so focused on Li Sha that I almost forgot about it!

After opening the panel, on the teammate matching progress panel, I saw two status progress bars.

"Two teammates have been matched!"

Qin Nuo's eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

Qin Yushi, Shi Yu, the mountain, and that shadow, I just don't know which two of them it is?

Qin Nuo naturally thought about Qin Yushi.

Shi Yu has good abilities, but he loves to act too much, even his teammates will act when he becomes crazy, so he doesn't expect much.

Shan Yue looked a little heavy-headed, but it was okay.

That shadow looked calm and calm, so he should be a good teammate.

The headache is that Quande Town is so big, and there should be nearly a thousand NPCs in the game, but there are only 25 players. It is not easy to meet teammates.

But before entering the dungeon, Qin Yushi told him that as long as you get close to your matching teammates, within [-] meters, the status bar will respond, and you need to test your sense of smell.

So far, neither progress bar has moved.

The blood-eyed ghost said: "I think you seem to be bored."

"A little bit, because until now, I don't know what I should do."

Qin Nuo opened his mouth lightly, trying to put his hands in his pockets, but found that there were no pockets at all, only patches of different colors.

"Maybe it will be interesting tonight?" said the blood-eyed ghost.

"I think so too." Qin Nuo smiled slightly.

According to the previous sets of copies, the horror world is always more interesting at night.

As dusk approached, Qin Nuo came back from the outside, and he walked around to get acquainted.

The houses of Li Sha's neighbors to the left and right were all deserted, and for some unknown reason, when the neighbors saw him, they would call Li Sha, which was not so popular, but more like a joke.

The yellow dog in the alley wagged its tail, the neighbors greeted each other friendlyly, and the children selling newspapers ran and shouted in the alley, but there was no sign of horror.

Those who don't know it will think that they have entered a copy of the Republic of China that is purely an ordinary plot development.

When Qin Nuo closed the door, her mother sat at the door again at some point, staring blankly ahead, as if looking at something.

"Mom, I bought you some pancakes."

Qin Nuo tore off the paper on the top, blew on it, made sure it wasn't hot, and handed it up.

The mother said lightly: "Aunt Xuan has already prepared the food, what are you buying these for?"

"Aunt Xuan..." Qin Nuo was puzzled, and the memory of Aunt Xuan appeared in his mind.

When my father was there, she was the old sister-in-law in charge of the staff's meals in the tailor shop. She had no children, and her parents treated her very well.Later, when her father died, Aunt Xuan saw that her mother was blind and pitiful. It happened that the house was nearby, so she was in charge of cooking for more than ten years.

Li Sha wanted to pay her wages several times, but Aunt Xuan refused. As long as Li Sha bought vegetables, she would come over and cook them, which was fine.

To Aunt Xuan, Li Sha was full of gratitude in his heart, but he was powerless, this great kindness could never be repaid.

As for why Li Sha's mother became blind, it was after his father died that she washed her face with tears every day, and finally lost her eyes.

"Try it, I bought it anyway," Qin Nuo said.

Mother felt the heat and aroma of cooking cakes, but she ignored it and asked, "Are you sure you locked the door?"

"The latch is closed," Qin Nuo said.

"Add another big lock to lock it."

"Why?" Qin Nuo asked suspiciously.

"At night, someone will come in. Although I can't see it, I can hear it clearly." The mother peeled the peanut shells in her hand and said to the door.

"Who, what are you doing here?"

"Anyway, it's not your father, it's just those few. Your mother knows what they're up to," said the mother.

Qin Nuo wanted to ask something else, but his mother signaled, "Do as I tell you."

No way, Qin Nuo could only get up and walk towards the door, holding a big lock, wrapped it around the latch, and locked it firmly.

Listening to the voice, the mother confirmed that the lock was locked, smiled slightly, and raised her hand: "It's my mother's good son, come, eat two peanut fans."

Qin Nuo took a look, picked it up and put it in his mouth, it was a bit dry, it was raw peanuts.

Life in the Republic of China was always boring, with no mobile phone or internet. After dinner, Qin Nuo saw his mother sitting in the courtyard, holding a cattail fan in one hand, muttering something under the moonlight.

Qin Nuo watched, wondering, what did Li Sha's mother say was stolen?

Human or ghost?

What is the purpose of coming in?

With doubts, the sky outside has gradually been replaced by darkness.

At night, in the dilapidated house, there is only one white candle lit on the table, and the dancing yellow candlelight drives away the dark night.

Qin Nuo wanted to sit and wait until late at night, but his mother held an oil lamp and said, "Go to bed almost, if there is nothing wrong with your health tomorrow, get up early to pull the cart. Now your father is not at home, so I can only rely on you to make ends meet."

Qin Nuo thought for a while, and then asked, "Mother, I'm under a lot of pressure. When will father come back?"

"Who knows, your father is just so weird and stubborn."

Qin Nuo blinked and said, "I'm reading a book and almost fell asleep."

"The door is wrong, the door is wrong, no matter how much you practice calligraphy, no matter how much you read, it's useless."

Mother held a mahogany cane, shook her head, and walked towards her room.

Qin Nuo had a weird expression. What does reading a book have to do with these words?

After waiting for a while, Qin Nuo was indeed a little sleepy. Looking outside the door, there was silence, and the hazy moonlight poured into the courtyard, making it look gloomy and lonely.

In the room, Qin Nuo took off his shirt and lay down on the bed. The stiff board made his back very uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear the sleepiness and gradually closed his eyes.

After sleeping until late at night, the window was blown open by the wind, Qin Nuo turned around and woke up leisurely.

It's not being woken up by the night wind, but dry mouth and tongue. It's easy for people in this era to drink water, just turn on the tap and drink it.

I reached out to touch the wall and turned on the switch. The old-fashioned light bulb in the corner of the ceiling was flickering. The tungsten filament had been burning for an unknown amount of time, and it could only emit a limited amount of light the size of a palm.

There was no other way, Qin Nuo could only hold the oil lamp, poured a bowl of water, and just took a sip when he heard some strange sounds in his ears.

The voice came from the gate outside the courtyard.

When Qin Nuo turned his head, the voice disappeared into the wind again.

When the surrounding atmosphere fell silent, Qin Nuo hesitated whether to go out and have a look.

Hesitation, not fear of ghosts.

It's because I'm afraid it will run away.

After hesitating for a while, Qin Nuo put down the bowl and walked towards the door. Just as he put his hand on the door, a faint voice seemed to linger in his ears.

It sounded like a woman's laughter, or whispering.