I play the horror world as a development game

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It should be that the strange disease broke out today, but because there was no good medicine in hand, the strange disease became worse.

But, why did Uncle Zhang suddenly attack the man?

Is it because of a strange disease?

Two days of calm, in exchange for the third day of the outbreak.

On the third day, the entire Quande Town changed its style, and signs of horror can be seen everywhere.

Is there any meaning here?

"Brother Xue, what do you think?" Qin Nuo thought to himself, and asked the blood-eyed ghost by the way.

"Don't ask me, my brain is not working well." The blood-eyed ghost rolled his eyes. After the first few sets of dungeons, it knows that it must be a headache to delve into these problems.

"Get a main line clue first, then let's talk."

Qin Nuo muttered, and habitually opened the game panel.

This time, the two status bars above did not move.

Apparently, only one was locked in Li's house, and the other was still missing.

The dungeon became scary and dangerous, but the four were all in Group S, so there was nothing to worry about.

Pulling up the armrest, Qin Nuo turned around and disappeared into the alley.

After leaving the alley, it was close to ten o'clock, and the street was still sparsely populated, only a few black shadows could be seen walking slowly in Muna by the side of the road.

Overnight, Quande Town seems to have disappeared more than half of its residents out of thin air.

The population is sparsely populated, and business has become difficult. After running a large circle, there is no need to take a car.

Qin Nuo simply found a corner and parked the rickshaw aside, it all depends on fate whether there are guests or not.

Even with the support of the ghost power of the blood-eyed ghost, Qin Nuo still clearly felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker.

According to this situation, within a few hours, I have to drink another bottle of good medicine.

Only now did Qin Nuo realize the importance of good medicine, which really can extend his life, thanks to the fact that he didn't try to drink a bottle yesterday.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard footsteps in his ears, and when he raised his head, he saw a figure walking slowly in the white mist not far away.

The second guest arrives.

===Chapter 438 The cremation of a woman is full of fog===

Seeing the figure waving in the white mist, Qin Nuo wiped the cold sweat off his face with a towel, and pulled the rickshaw past.

As he approached, he could see the guest's face clearly. He was a big man with a rough face, and his thin clothes were bulging with his strong figure.

Similarly, the faces are dull, and the eyes in the eyes can't focus.

Behind him, there is a larger sack, the classic green urea sack.

The horror was that a part of the sack was stained crimson, and blood dripped on the floor.

Qin Nuo put down the armrest and asked with a smile, "Guest, where are you going?"

"Crematorium No. 30, Shuangyang Street."

The burly man's expression moved slightly, he turned his stiff face towards Qin Nuo, and spit out these few words.

"The crematorium..." Qin Nuo thought for a while, and found the starting route in his memory.

"Okay, let's go." Qin Nuo nodded slightly, without asking any further questions.

"I didn't send it to you." The strong man said lightly.

Qin Nuo listened to his words, then set his eyes on the urea sack behind him.

The strong man turned around and picked up the man in the sack, threw it on the rickshaw, and looked at Qin Nuo indifferently: "The crematorium will close after eleven o'clock today, I hope you can arrive in time."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and in his hand were two crumpled banknotes.

"Transporting the corpse... After it is delivered, I will send it to the crematorium to help you deal with it? I don't have this business here." Qin Nuo glanced at the sack on the car, wondering if it was an illusion. For a moment, the sack Moved a bit.

"Go to the place, put it on the ground, and someone will take care of it." The strong man said, not caring what Qin Nuo thought at all.

Qin Nuo wanted to ask something, but the strong man put down the money, turned around and left, and quickly disappeared into the white mist.

Turning around and looking at the sacks on the car, Qin Nuo was silent for a moment, and murmured: "Forget it, I'm just pulling the car, and it's enough to send the guests to their destination."

"Living or dead, what does it matter to me?"

Thinking about it this way, Qin Nuo felt that it didn't matter. He grabbed the armrest and told the guests to sit still, then pulled the rickshaw and ran towards the white mist.

Walking through the white mist, a face was howled by the cold wind, as if a sharp blade was cut on the face.

Qin Nuo felt that the armrest in his hand was shaking violently. He didn't need to look back to know that the sacks on the car were moving, and there was a lot of movement.

"Not dead, or a fake corpse?" Qin Nuo didn't know, and didn't want to pay attention to it. He kept his eyes on the front and concentrated on pulling his car.

On the way to pull the cart, Qin Nuo noticed something was wrong. There were not many townspeople on the street, but as long as they encountered them, they would subconsciously stop.

Then, with a strange look, he watched over.

Qin Nuo glanced at them, clearly they were not looking at himself, but the people in the sacks on the rickshaw.

Even if the rickshaw went away, their eyes still followed the rickshaw, watching them until they disappeared.

"Why are they all looking at the person in the sack?" Qin Nuo was puzzled.

Soon, the crematorium arrived.

Qin Nuo lowered the handrails, and the crematorium in front of him was filled with thick smoke, and the firelight behind the iron gate was still glaring even through the thick fog.

The scorching hot air completely drove away the cold air around him.

"The business of the crematorium is so good today?" Qin Nuo whispered, some terrible thoughts involuntarily surfaced in his heart.

The thick black smoke billowed into the sky and permeated the white mist, making this area gray.

Qin Nuo grabbed the sack with his right hand and threw it on the ground.

With this throw, more blood seeped out from the sack.

The sack twisted, and a painful and weak sound came from inside.

It seemed to be dying, and it seemed to be begging Qin Nuo to open the sack and rescue him.

Qin Nuo remained silent, and never acted rashly. He stood aside, looked at the sack, and looked around.

Soon, a figure stepped out of the white mist.

He was wearing crematorium overalls and his face was wrapped in a dirty towel.

Qin Nuo watched him coming, but the man didn't speak, he squatted down and tilted his head slightly, as if observing.

After a while, Qin Nuo suddenly stretched out his hand and tore open the sack, and Qin Nuo saw the person inside, his face was covered with blood, what had happened to his head, and a large piece of his skull was missing.

On the skin at the base of the neck, horrible blood-colored corpse spots were clearly visible.

These corpse spots, like leeches adhering to the body, squirmed in horror, black blood flowed out, and the flesh was torn and rotting.

"The same strange disease..."

Qin Nuo's eyes flickered slightly.

The worker watched, one hand grabbing the sack woman's face, and dragging her towards the crematorium.

The woman suddenly raised her hand slowly and grabbed the worker's hand.

A piece of fabric from the worker's sleeve was torn off, revealing half of his arm.

On that arm, blood-red corpse spots also grew, wriggling strangely.

The sack woman looked at the staff with a kind of pleading in her eyes: "I can go on..."

The worker didn't care about his wrist, and looked at the woman with the sack indifferently: "You can't do it anymore."

"I also have a son who is less than three years old. He is the only one left in the family. If I die, what will he do?" The woman asked with a hoarse voice trembling.

"It's the rule."

"The rules of the town."

"I'm not only considering your son, but also the people of the whole town."

As he said that, the staff continued to drag the woman in the sack, continued to take steps, disappeared into the white mist, and walked towards the huge and hot fire in the distance.

Needless to say what happened to the sack woman.

A simple scene, a few simple words.

All kinds of foggy questions exploded in Qin Nuo's mind.

Why was the sack woman cremated?

Is it because of a strange disease?

The worker also has it. Why is there nothing wrong with him?

Considering the people of the whole town, what does this mean?

Reminiscent of meeting the player in the alley who was already entangled in a strange disease and couldn't get up, and was also dragged away by the sudden attack of the game NPC.

Is it possible that the seriousness of the strange disease is the final result?

Did you choose to be cremated to prevent infection?

There were many questions, and for a while, Qin Nuo's mind was a little messy.

Simply don't think about it so much, take advantage of this time, go to finish the third guest, and finish the dungeon task first.

Turning around and pulling up the armrest, Qin Nuo left the crematorium.

Returning to the side of the street, Qin Nuo quickly pulled the third customer, an old man, who got into the car with a cane, and in his cloudy eyes, he couldn't see the eyeballs, only a few traces of very faint luster.

He looked at Qin Nuo and muttered a sentence along the way.

"My little granddaughter died."

Qin Nuo listened, and asked what's wrong out of concern.

The answer given by the old man is always only one: "Killed by them."

"They suddenly appeared, saw my granddaughter, and viciously threw her to death..."

The old man repeated this sentence over and over again, which sounded strange and made people feel dizzy.

He recited it countless times, as if affected by emotions, black thick liquid flowed out of his cloudy eyes...

Then, on the wrinkled skin, there were patches of familiar blood-colored corpse spots.

The dirty thick liquid was flowing on the car bag, Qin Nuo caught a glimpse, and couldn't help frowning.

"I just cleaned my car this morning!"

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===Chapter 439 Mirror Fragment Aunt Xuan's Child===

The destination of the old man is a courtyard house that has been abandoned for an unknown period of time.

When the rickshaw stopped, the old man held a crumpled banknote and stuffed it into Qin Nuo's hand.

Then, he got out of the car with a box in his arms and walked towards the courtyard.

Qin Nuo watched the figure disappear, turned his head to look at the stains on the car bag, and shook his head helplessly.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player for completing the dungeon mission and getting a bottle of good medicine. The additional score will be settled after the dungeon is over!"

"Get the main clue, a broken mirror, put it on the table under the moonlight in the middle of the night, it seems to be able to reflect a mysterious mirror image?"

Listening to the voice, Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows.

The main clue is here, a piece of mirror fragment?

According to the content of the game announcement, it can only be used in the middle of the night. What does the mysterious mirror image mean?

Time will give the answer. Qin Nuo didn't think too much about it, and didn't linger too long. He pulled up the rickshaw and headed home.

When I got home, it happened to be noon.

In the courtyard, my mother was sitting there.

There was movement in the house, it should be that Aunt Xuan was preparing lunch.