I play the horror world as a development game!

In the kitchen, Qin Nuo began to be busy.

The owner of the meat bun shop seemed to be in a hurry, with a very big move in his hand, and the minced meat was splashing everywhere.

The character he played was very thin and it seemed difficult to carry things. He was staggering and difficult to hold the iron bucket.

The boss stared at him, as if he was used to it, and said, "After moving the materials, I went to the storage room and brought the bag of flour. Today, the ingredients were just in, and some of them were busy!"

Qin Nuo nodded without complaining, as if he could breathe a sigh of relief, which was a great honor for him.

He took a towel while wiping his sweat, and went to the storage room on the second floor and found the bag of flour.

The environment on the second floor was very dark, and all kinds of debris were piled up here, and a damp and musty smell filled the air. Qin Nuo observed the environment on the second floor and went downstairs with flour.

At this moment, the store business began to be lively. Those around the door were all those little kids carrying schoolbags after school. The smell of meat buns made them irresistible.

After taking the buns, I stuffed them into my mouth, without fear of choking. The yellow color of the meat sauce flowed out seemed delicious, but it was not the oil drop of pork at all.

At the peak of school school, business is always good, and two hours later, the business at the door gradually became deserted.

The boss sat at the door with an old cigarette gun, crossed his legs, and while pinching the tobacco, he said to Qin Nuo: "There is freshly burnt water on the table."

Seeing Qin Nuo holding the water bottle and drinking, the boss lit a little smoke and said casually: "What do you feel in your heart?"

Qin Nuo wiped the water stains on his mouth, feeling a little confused: "Feel?"

"I saw other people's children of the same age go to school and get off school together, but I ended my studies early and could only do chores here and earn some food for myself. Don't tell me that I have no feelings at all?"

Qin Nuo had a confused look on his face, his eyes were ecstatic, and there was no answer.

"The irresponsible parents will only pay for this willfulness in the end!"

Qin Nuo was silent for a moment and said, "That's how life is. Instead of worrying about the whole world and complaining about someone here, it's better to think about what to eat tonight and how to live tomorrow."

"I don't feel very unfortunate either. At least I was born and could see the world with my own eyes and breathe this fresh air."

"Boss, do you think so?"

The boss looked at Qin Nuo's clear eyes, his face was a little light, and he laughed twice: "You little guy, are you quite transparent?"

Qin Nuo smiled and said, "If I don't think so, I'm starving to death now."

The boss spat out and said calmly: "My little guy, if I can think so with you, the brat, I don't have to worry about it like this!"

Qin Nuo subconsciously asked casually: "How old is the boss's son?"

The boss looked weird, with a few corpse spots on his face, and he asked, "Why are you a little weird today?"

"Ding, if the player fails to play, 5% of the playing degree is deducted!"

Qin Nuo was a little stunned. What happened to this sentence?

This is just a very simple greeting. If the performance fails, it only means that Qin Feng knows his son.

With a little wandering look, Qin Nuo suddenly smiled and said, "I'm kidding, why didn't the little boss come back for lunch?"

Hearing this sentence, the boss's ghost aura gradually dissipated, and the corpse spots on his face faded back, and he said lightly: "The bastard had a fight with me last night, and was so arrogant that he must have stayed in school again.

, busy with his sketch scene!"

"Things who are ignorant have abandoned their studies for a role!"

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows.

Sketch?

Is the boss's son also from the performance department?

Since it is the same guild, it is normal to know it, but I don’t know which one it is?

"Go for a while, squint your eyes, and you have to continue working hard when you go down." Obviously, I was a little upset by this incident. The boss put the old smoke gun aside, leaned on the back of the chair, shaking the rattan chair and no longer making any sound.

Qin Nuo did not speak out again. This time period was exactly what he wanted, walking around the store.

In a dim room, Qin Nuo found a photo frame, which was a photo of the whole family of the owner of the bun shop.

The classic family of three, parents are smiling and pouting, looking a little bored and unhappy.

This child, Qin Nuo, was not unfamiliar with that night, the child named Dafu on the performance stage.

In the photo frame, he looked unchanged at all, and even the clothes he was wearing were exactly the same as that night, with jeans and green T-shirts.

"These cursed children should have died very early, their souls are imprisoned in school, and their scope and time of activities are restricted."

"Just like Teacher Liang, he didn't know that his granddaughter was dead. He held a skeleton and talked to himself all day long."

"If this is the case, the owner of the bun shop should be the same. Then why did he quarrel with his son last night? Or was he also entertaining himself at a corpse and talking to himself?"

Qin Nuo picked up the photo frame, looked at it for a while, and put it back.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye the sky gradually turned yellow, but it was blocked by layers of fog, making it look very light.

The boss at the door woke up, just like a machine, and went straight to the kitchen and started to get busy.

Qin Nuo was not lazy either, so he followed the kitchen to help.

The environment in the kitchen is very bad, the walls are stained with blood, and the blood is blocked in the funnel and overflows on the floor.

The boss's wife seems to be gone. Anyway, the boss has never mentioned it. The only two of them are busy in the huge bun shop.

After school in the afternoon, the business at the door reached its peak again. Qin Nuo was busy walking up and down, sweating all over his head, and his short sleeves were soaked, but he was not irritable or resentful, and he was still full of energy.

Some students mocked Qin Nuo because of their same age, and he pretended that he didn't hear it and was busy with what he was doing.

When the business gradually became deserted, Qin Nuo sat on a chair and drank water in big gulps.

The boss put a bag of buns and a few ghost coins on the table, and said expressionlessly: "Go to the kitchen to wash the handles, take these things and leave, don't say I hired child laborers and took advantage of it."

"Hide the money, don't show it to you."

Qin Nuo put a few ghost coins into his pocket, nodded, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Just as I was washing my hands, I suddenly heard the voice of the boss outside: "Boy, are you willing to come back?"

"Where did you get out at noon? I'll do your sketch again. I've agreed to you that I won't quit your damn guild for a day. Don't come back for me, a bunch of little kids to play house!"

Hearing the boss's scolding, Qin Nuo's face was stunned, and he quickly shook the water stains on his hands and left the bathroom.

I saw that the boss was scolding a child of the same age with his schoolbag.

Even though his father was blushing with his face, his face was always calm, even with a hint of dullness.

When he saw Qin Nuo, Dafu showed a smile on his face, with a strange smile. He smiled at his father, completely ignoring the bad words of scolding: "Dad, I was performed by the teacher today, and performed in class.

OK, if there is nothing to do, I will go back to do my homework first.”

My father ignored these words and scolded him even more fiercely.

Dafu ignored it and turned to Qin Nuo with a smile: "Qin Feng, are you here too? The sketches arranged by our guild have your scenes. When will you go back?"

Qin Nuo was a little silenced: “…”

Maybe he was treated as air, or maybe he heard the topic continue to stay in the guild, the boss seemed even more angry, rolled it to the side and smashed it hard on Dafu's head.

The dough is rolled up and the wood chips are splashing.

Blood flowed out of my head, Dafu didn't care at all, turned to his father and smiled, "Dad, you're very tired today. Have a break early. I'll go upstairs to do my homework first."

"I'm going to bed early tonight to keep my energy healthy. There are still important roles in the Guild tomorrow."

After saying that, Dafu walked upstairs.

The boss rolled the surface with a cracked and a little bloody face, and his expression was a bit ferocious: "This bastard is really going to get angry with me!"

The strange scene in front of Qin Nuo frowned.

Dafu is the cursed little devils, why can he come back? The curse does not restrict him?

The smile that Dafu showed at him later made Qin Nuo feel uncomfortable, as if the smile was not simply smiling at someone.

Qin Nuo stared at the upstairs. He felt that he would have explored many useful clues from the character Qin Feng.

The boss was still angry, and Qin Nuo came over and tried to persuade: "Boss, Dafu is now in a rebellious period. These rebellious behaviors belong to every child of this age."

"Most of the extreme education methods are counterproductive. Why not try other methods, such as tolerance?"

The boss stared at Qin Nuo expressionlessly: "You are talking too much. If you don't go home at this time, do you want to take the initiative to work overtime?"

"Goodbye, see you tomorrow,"

Qin Nuo lifted the bun on the table and left.

As soon as I left the door, the game prompt sounded in my mind.

"Congratulations to the player for completing the role mission and gaining 9% of the role!"

"Get the main thread - a crescent pendant made of mysterious materials!" (This seems to be a twisted love, her way of expressing love is always thrilling and twisted)

After the words came to Qin Nuo, there was a crescent moon in his hand.

Pure white, what material is made of, you can't tell.

"The second clue item on the main line..."

Qin Nuo pinched the crescent pendant as thick as a finger and murmured to himself.

The music box of the previous main thread, he hadn't figured out what connection he had with the mysterious principal, and now he has a second item that is confused.

What does a crescent pendant represent?

she?

Twisted love?

Does it mean that the mysterious principal is a woman?

Qin Nuo pondered, and he felt that the principal's identity was gradually becoming clearer, but every time he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was still so vague.

On the main line, he seemed to be still standing there.

The blood-eyed ghost sniffed it, as if he had discovered something: "This crescent moon..."

"What's wrong?" Qin Nuo asked.

"nothing."

“…”

Qin Nuo put away the crescent pendant, put away his thoughts, looked at the darkening sky and said, "Qin Feng and Tang Rou know each other, this is good news for me."

"Tonight, I will go back to the Black Crow Ghost School and continue to contact those little ghosts. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to make new progress on the main line."