Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

"The story is just an ordinary story, but the identity of the story is not necessarily the same." Aliu covered his eyes and stood near other practitioners. "Not only a ghost, but also not weak, not the person you are looking for."

Just now Aliu's ghost eyes retreated the bare-footed female ghost, a family of three and two sick ghosts, but he did not retreat the businessman and Su Zimo who shouted "Successful fortune", this should be his judgment of Su Zimo Basis for strength.

And Su Zimo also once again determined that the task given to the practitioners in this nightmare world was to find "living humans" from so many people on this road.

However, the situation is worse. Now, with the practitioners all the way, it seems that only Su Zimo and his party are left.

It looks particularly awkward.

[That's too late! That's too late! ]

Su Zimo looked at the trainer. When the trainer looked at him, a boy with a high school student carrying a school bag ran forward while panting, and then was stopped by the old while passing them with Su Zimo. Down.

"Little classmate, do you have anything to worry about?" Since Lao Yan's task is to find a living person, then this boy who looks fierce looks like someone they need to find.

[I'm going to be late for school! ] After the boy was stopped, his expression looked more anxious. [The alarm clock didn’t know why it didn’t ring. It was eight o’clock when I woke up. Our head teacher was particularly fierce. This is terrible! ]

"Look at the sky now!" Lao Yan pressed the boy's shoulder. "Is it still time to go to school?"

[what? The boy looked at the sky blankly, [Why is it so late? ]

"Is your home far from the school?" Su Zimo asked curiously, attracting the attention of the practitioners, but did not care too much.

[Far! ] The boy was crying and mourning. [It’s about seven or eight stops by car! ]

"Then why are you running? You should go by car." Su Zimo tapped lightly.

[what! Yeah, why don't I take the car? Why don't I take the car? Why don't I take the car...Why not? ] Su Zimo’s words were like pressing a bad switch, the boy’s expression immediately tranced, and even forgot that he had to hurry to study or go home in the dark, just bypassing the old block. , Pacing around, repeatedly nagging.

Su Zimo would ask this question, in fact because of his doubts.

Prior to this, all the nightmare worlds he had seen had a realistic foundation. Except for the illusion created by Zhang Xiaoqing, almost all of them existed in reality.

But the road they are on now has only four lanes for vehicles, no non-motorized lanes, or even sidewalks. In this way, fifty or sixty people walked on the four lanes, which are only used by vehicles. I don’t know why they gave Su Zimo a strong sense of violation.

I always feel that...it shouldn't be like this.

"Excuse me, won't you hurt us?" The girl who claimed to be An An in the trainer's team stood a little far away from Su Zimo and asked carefully.

"People don't offend me, I don't offend people." Su Zimo responded with a smile, and emphasized the two "people" characters, which seemed to add some extra meaning to these eight characters.

"Then can you tell me, which ones are human on this road?" Lao Yan suddenly asked directly.

This time, Su Zimo smiled and said nothing.

He naturally couldn't say things he didn't know.

"Mr. Yan, if you want to know this kind of thing from Li Gui's mouth, you might be too delusional?" Aliu seems to have recovered a little now, but the thin red blood capillaries have spread to his forehead. It doesn't look good in any way.

The so-called anti-bite and recovery may be next time.

"This gentleman." Su Zimo's eyes flicked and glanced at A Liu. "That eye, don't use it anymore."

"..." Aliu didn't speak, but just looked at Su Zimo through the sunglasses.

"It will be eaten by the eyes..."

Su Zimo's last three words were only compared to the mouth shape, and then he pressed the black umbrella again, covered most of his face, and walked to the roadside with Peng Peng and Zhang Xiaoqing. Perhaps it has been a long time since the regulations were followed. Walking on the road always gave Su Zimo a sense of unreliability.

"Aliu, what's wrong?" Lao Yan and they didn't see the image of Aliu using ghost eyes, so they didn't know why Su Zimo said so.

"It's okay, it's just gibberish." Aliu also glanced at Su Zimo, then turned around and continued walking like other practitioners.

Because they just stopped for a while, many of the figures on the road started to move forward at a faster speed. Even the barefoot female ghost who had been stunned by Aliu Gui’s eyes had already reached them. Go ahead, and the speed seems quite fast.

So the practitioners also started to accelerate, and Su Zimo, who followed them, also quietly speeded up, but felt that Peng Peng, who was with him, seemed to be a little sleepy, and his head was a little bit, like he was about to take a nap.

But still holding Su Zimo's hand forward.

The group walked a lot for a long time. From time to time, they would look at the countdown on their right arm, and then whispered something like "why are they still on the road for more than an hour", plus the forward speed is similar to brisk walking, even Su Zimo His body began to feel a little tired.

"Old Yan, I can't do it anymore, I have to take a break." The trainer who claimed to be Sister Ling stopped and sat down beside a tree by the road.

There was even more open space and benches under the Metasequoia glyptostroboides, which looked like they were specially provided for passersby to rest.

They didn't know how long they had walked, they finally arrived at the silhouettes who hurried on their way.

The road in front of me still can't see the edge and can't see the end. The reason why Sister Ling is slowing down is because the big forces around her don't know why they are slowing down.

Su Zimo also stopped, occupying a bench not far from the practitioners, Peng Peng fell directly down on Su Zimo's lap, Zhang Xiaoqing sat on the other side of Su Zimo, holding Looking down at a book that I didn't know where to get it.

The piece of cloth called "The Eyes of the Blind" does not seem to hinder Zhang Xiaoqing's sight.

[Excuse me, have you seen some tourists? ]

At this time, a woman holding a small flag suddenly approached Ling Ling and asked in a panic: [Have you seen tourists from our travel agency? ]

The woman does look like a tour guide, whether it is the flag or the clothes on her body, which can be reminiscent of the tour guide, but no travel agency name and identity card appear, as if it was shielded by the nightmare world.

[I was dizzy just now. When I came back, I found that the tourists of our travel agency were gone. ] The young female tour guide looks very anxious.

"You don't have to worry about it first." It's rare to have a person who actively speaks forward, no matter whether the other person is a person or not, Lao Yan hopes to be able to learn more useful information from the other person's mouth, "You said that you are a tour guide, that should be right Is it familiar here? Where exactly is this road? Where does it lead? Is this also a tourist attraction?"

The tour guide who came for help hadn't got the answer to the question, but was asked by Lao Yan for a bunch, so it was inevitable that he froze before saying:

[Me, I don’t know! We haven't reached our destination yet, we are in the car! ]

"What?" Lao Yan also heard completely ignorant, and quickly asked, "You said you were in the car, what about the car? Why are you walking on this road alone? What about your coach?"

[Tour car? ] The female tour guide repeated these three words blankly, and then just like the late student before, she turned around and walked away, murmured constantly, [Yeah, what about our coach? What about our car? Where should we be now? ]

"These people are more like lunatics than fierce ghosts." Aliu wrinkled while standing beside him. "Maybe the lunatics here are living people. You can just take one to go through this road. Of course you can also Take a few more people to leave. After all, according to the task requirements, the more living people that accompany us through this path, the more nightmare points we get. How to think that it is a good place to score points."

Listening to Aliu said here, Su Zimo's mission to this nightmare world is already very clear. Not only do they need to find a small number of living people from these indiscriminate figures, but they also need to take them along this seemingly endless road.

And the more living people that go with them, the more nightmare points they finally get.

But when she saw the guide lady, Su Zimo couldn't help but think of the family of three who impressed him before. They were wearing parent-child uniforms that they wouldn't wear on weekdays. Some people like tour groups.

[Don’t go any further! Don't go any further! ]

The weird guide lady just left, and suddenly a figure rushed towards them in the reverse direction, shouting while rushing back: [Can’t go in front, don’t go forward! ]

When the figure approached, Lao Yan and they did not dare to step forward to talk, because there was a layer of dark smoke around the figure, except that people could vaguely see the figure in the thick smoke. It looks more like a ghost than a ghost.

Moreover, no matter how this figure blocked the pedestrians who walked forward, none of them ignored him, and some even passed directly through the thick smoke, as if nothing could be heard, and nothing could be seen.

It's as if only Su Zimo and those experienced can see it.

Because Lao Yan hesitated several times or did not walk past, so the thick smoke continued to go back, shouting while walking, letting pedestrians not to come closer, although no "people" responded to him, he walked all the way. Shouting all the way.

"I always feel that this nightmare world is not as simple as the task says." Lao Yan watched the thick smoke leave and murmured to himself.

Turning his head, Lao Yan saw another desperate scene.

When they walked exhausted and hungry, the three ghosts who didn't know why they had followed them were already sitting on the bench beside the small open space.

The fierce ghost who had spoken to them actually took out a water bottle with a full look of 1000 milliliters, which contained a milky white drink that looked delicious.

And on Li Gui's knee, a very delicate looking food box was placed. After opening, the milky and floral scent of a dim sum was subtly audible. It belongs to the type that feels appetite just by looking at the color.

"Old Yan, hungry or not? I have specially packed compressed biscuits and mineral water here." At this time, the well-prepared Ling Ling still had some oil on the fire beyond the dry food, "but the water is a bit heavy, so I bring Not much, we still have to drink together."

"It's okay, I also bring water and dry food." Lao Yan touched some dry lips, thinking of the compressed biscuits that were also in his backpack, he felt that his throat was a little blocked.

Why do ghosts eat better than them?

"Can I eat together?"

Aliu, who was originally standing with the practitioners, did not know when he ran to Su Zimo. The half of his face that was not covered by the sunglasses was full of smiles. He said in a very similar tone: "We will let you follow Along the way, shouldn’t it be too much to order a snack?

"..." Su Zimo was silent for a moment, and felt that after following them for more than an hour, there was no gain of half a piece. It was indeed a loss.

After thinking for a while, Su Zimo's mouth twitched again, and he also said in a friendly way: "How about we make a deal?"