Chapter 617 Guest Officer, come quickly, the global collapse is so beautiful
When Gu Mian reappeared in the living room, he still had that happy smile on his face.
As soon as he came back, he saw Fatty squatting on the sofa checking the game announcement, muttering "Why is there no announcement yet" and "When will the doctor come out"
At this time, the sun was already setting. , there were confiscated casseroles and bowls on the coffee table in the living room.
Gu Mian took a few cursory glances and found that there was chicken stewed with mushrooms in the casserole, which was what Fatty and the others had for lunch.
It was Xiaohong who discovered Gu Mian first.
She was sitting on the window sill, sipping lychee soda with relish. When she saw Gu Mian coming back, she didn’t even care about the soda in her hand. She threw the half-filled can out of the window with her backhand. He ran over rolling and crawling.
She ran over and hugged Gu Mian for a while, then the whole ghost hung on Gu Mian's back, and finally stretched out her head and opened her mouth to bite his head.
Gu Mian: "..."
What a terrifying scene, but at this moment he actually felt a little warm.
Fatty also heard Xiaohong's movements. He looked away from the announcement panel and looked up to see Gu Mian who had just released a copy.
"Doctor!" The fat man made a joyful voice, "You're out. Just now I was wondering when you would be able to come out..."
When the fat man was talking, Gu Mian felt something else on her body. It was a sinking.
Looking back, I saw my brother crawling out of the CD, stretching out his hands to try to pull Xiaohong off him.
Suddenly he felt Xiaohong chewing harder.
But the weak Xiaohong failed to defeat her brother in the end. She was forcibly pulled off Gu Mian's body, with sadness written on her face.
"Speaking of which, there seems to be no announcement this time," Fatty turned his attention to his game board again, "The doctor finally put down his butcher knife and the prodigal son turned around and decided to be a good person?"
As if in response to his words, the originally empty bulletin board immediately New news has appeared——
[Dungeon Suspension Announcement]
[Dear players, at 18:22 on August 5, the professional dungeon "Circus of Love and Justice" Temporarily suspended for maintenance due to data corruption and NPC damage, the opening time is unknown]
[We apologize for the inconvenience this has caused to everyone]
“Ah,” the fat man’s mind was filled with money, “It seems that he didn’t say he wanted compensation. Doctor, did you come out in advance before the copy collapsed? "
That's it. Gu Mian nodded: "The people in the dungeon are very Enthusiasm, I was very happy inside, and they were reluctant to leave when I left.”
He also used the last ten seconds to play a happy game with everyone in the copy, and everyone was very happy, the host said. People bid farewell with tears in their eyes at the end, and their faces were filled with the expectation of "playing again next time."
The fat man nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder this copy is called the Circus of Love and Justice. It turns out that the NPCs in it are full of love and justice. I will do it next time if I have a chance. Go check it out!”
"By the way, doctor," the fat man thought of something and asked, "Have you seen the high-level NPC in this dungeon?"
Yes, you have, but...
Gu Mian raised his eyebrows When he started, his eyes were searching for something in the room.
After a while he found the person he was looking for.
Chu Changge was sitting by the bed, flipping through an unknown type of book in his hand. He seemed to be aware of the eyes on him. He raised his head and looked at Gu Mian for a few seconds. Zhong Hou lowered her head and continued to read the book on her lap.
Before the fat man could answer, he saw Gu Mian striding towards the room.
The fat man followed Gu Mian's footsteps and shifted his gaze, and saw him walking into the room, picking up Chu Changge who was sitting by the bed, and then dragged him out.
Chu Changge was dragged away by Gu Mian with an expressionless expression.
The fat man was shocked: "Doctor, let go, that's Brother Chu, not Xiao Hong! You can't drag it like that!"
The thick-skinned Xiao Hong next to him heard this from the fat man words, with a puzzled expression on his face.
As soon as Gu Mian dragged Chu Changge out, she met Xiao Qiao sneaking around at the door.
Seeing Gu Mian back, Xiao Qiao at the door opened her eyes slightly to show happiness, and then opened her eyes slightly to show reserve.
Then she spoke in a reserved tone: "I also want to eat Xiao Qiao's stewed mushrooms."
Gu Mian: "..."
What Xiao Qiao's stewed mushrooms? It seems that she came here to have lunch at noon, and now she comes to miss her again.
Gu Mian thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed Xiao Qiao, who was sneaking around the door, and dragged him away with one hand at a time.
The fat man trotted to the door and looked nervously at the three people leaving.
I saw that Chu Changge was still expressionless, and sometimes he would reach out to push his glasses that had slipped due to the bumps.
And Xiao Qiao no longer shouted "Xiao Qiao stewed mushrooms". She was dragged by Gu Mian obediently, and her face with no acting skills showed an expression of enjoyment for the first time. The fat man looked at the expression of enjoyment on Xiao Qiao's face and took a step back: "Isn't Miss Xiao Qiao a pervert..."
The fortune teller was enjoying the beautiful evening time in his room, when suddenly he heard a "dong-dong" banging on the door from the living room.
She was startled: "No, there won't be any home invasions at this time."
Thinking about it, she picked up the kitchen knife and came to the door, looking through The cat's eyes looked out.
"Oh, it's Gu Mian, dragging two people with him...what are you doing here?"
After seeing the people outside the door clearly, the fortune teller took a kitchen knife and put it on his clothes After wiping it on, he stretched out a hand to open the door and smiled warmly at the people outside the door: "Ah, I happened to be chopping vegetables to prepare dinner. What do you want?"
Gu Mian walked through the door with a person in one hand and turned to look at the fortune teller holding a kitchen knife: "You know how to tell fortunes, right?"
These words reminded the fortune teller of fortune tellers under the overpass.
I am a fortune teller, not a magician!
And even if she could tell fortunes, she would not dare to tell Gu Mian's fortune.
The exploding crystal ball in the Sweet Lover copy is still vivid in my mind - this is the result of telling Gu Mian's fortune.
This is a lesson of blood and tears.
It is worth mentioning that after that time, she began to learn those less lethal divination methods, such as card divination, pendulum divination, etc., at least the power of these things when they exploded would be less.
Seeing the fortune teller's thoughts, Gu Mian said, "It's not for me."
"For him." As he spoke, he raised a hand and was slightly Chu Changge raised his hand and pushed up his glasses in front of the fortune teller.
"And her." Gu Mian raised her other hand, and Xiao Qiao, who was named, giggled a few times at the fortune teller.
Fortune teller: "..."
Although these two people are not normal people, they are much better than telling Gu Mian's fortune.
“Okay, okay,” the fortune teller looked at Chu Changge in Gu Mian’s hand, and then at Xiao Qiao on the other side, “let go first, it’s hard for me to do my best if you’re holding me like this.”
In the end, the fortune teller adopted the safer method of fortune telling. In this way, even if the lottery tube explodes, only sawdust will fly all over the sky, which is much better than glass shards all over the floor.
Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao each held a wooden bucket filled with sticks.
Some are like the fortune sticks asked for when burning incense and worshiping Buddha in TV dramas.
“I am still young,” the fortune teller was explaining his poor skills in beautiful words. “I have just been a fortune teller for a short time, and my potential has not been fully stimulated. I cannot divine things that are too complicated. Now I can only divine fortune. It's a bad luck or something...but I'm still very talented, fake In time..."
"I understand, I understand," Gu Mian interrupted perfunctorily, "The future is promising."
Forcer: "..."
At this time, Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao were each holding a wooden bucket across the table, looking a little funny.
Gu Mian had never imagined Chu Changge worshiping Buddha and asking for a fortune. Today he was in for a treat.
I saw that Chu Changge had begun to shake the barrel in his hand. His expressionless face seemed to be saying "I don't believe this", but his hand was shaking obediently.
Xiao Qiao's tactics on the side were a little more violent. The wooden skewers in the bucket made a rattling noise. Gu Mian turned away, fearing that she would shake the bucket apart.
"I heard that you entered the dungeon this morning. You should have just come out not long ago. If something happened, you would bring them to tell your fortune in a hurry." The fortune teller noticed certain elements.
Gu Mian looked at the two people drawing lots in front of him: "I found something in the copy. Now I have a guess. Come here to verify it."
guess? There is something strange about the fortune teller.
At this moment, a stick fell on the table. Gu Mian looked up and saw that it had fallen out of Chu Changge's bucket.
The fortune teller immediately took the wooden sign from the table. After looking at the sign in her hand, her expression changed, and then she looked at Gu Mian with a strange look.
At this time there was another "pop" sound, and Xiao Qiao's sign came out.
The fortune teller picked up the sign and looked at it, his expression even more strange.
"How's it going?" Gu Mian also looked at the two people's signatures, but there were strange symbols drawn on them that he couldn't understand.
The fortune teller hesitated for a while: "About this fortune, I have something to tell you privately."
This tone is like a doctor who discovers that the patient has a terminal illness and wants to talk to his family members alone. .
Fortune teller: "I understand, the future can be expected = not now"
(End of this chapter)