I play the horror world as a development game!

Looking at the ancient well, Qin Nuo wanted to go over and take a look, but took a step, looked at the watch for a while, and then turned around and left.

After Qin Nuo left, the open space was covered with white fog again...

On this side, Qin Nuo accelerated his pace. As soon as he walked out of the alley, he didn't know what he stepped on. His feet slipped, and his body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Looking back, it was an Ultraman toy that fell to the ground. Qin Nuo stepped on it and his arm fell out.

An old man with a crutch picked up the toy and looked weak with a hunched body. He had been useless and had to pick it up in the palm of his hand.

Qin Nuo looked at him and quickly picked up the toy's broken arm and handed it to the old man: "Grandpa, sorry, I'm a little anxious when I came out. I didn't look at my feet and stepped on your toy."

"It's okay, my arm often falls off anyway, so I'm used to it."

The old man lowered his back and said hoarsely. He raised his head to look at Qin Nuo. His two eye sockets were completely sunken. Under his eyelids was pitch black. Maybe there were eyeballs, but they couldn't see them.

Such a face is naturally scary, but Qin Nuo said calmly: "If the old man has nothing to do, I will leave first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Nuo's left hand was grabbed, and the biting chill instantly penetrated his skin.

The old man looked at Qin Nuo's face, under the old bark-like face, with indescribable treacherousness: "Baby, grandpa looks a little familiar to you, are you Qin Bei's child?"

Although I heard this name for the first time, Qin Nuo knew it was the scumbag father and nodded: "I am."

"I've grown so big. Grandpa remembers that when I saw you, I just got to my grandpa's waist."

"Do you still remember my grandson? His name is Ale. You used to play together and like to hide and seek at home."

The old man's words made Qin Nuo's expression look a little weird. He subconsciously looked at the end of the alley, turned his head and smiled, "Yes, I often play together. By the way, grandpa, where is Ale now? When can I go back

Go to play with him?"

"Hehe, he is going to school. When it's over, I'll let him go and play with you."

I don’t know the illusion or something. When the old man said this, Qin Nuo always felt a deep sense of light flashing in his eyes.

Covering the slightest suspicion on his face, Qin Nuo curled his lips and smiled: "Then let's just say that, grandpa, I'll leave first if I have something to do."

"Child, go."

The old man slowly disappeared into the fog with a toy and a crutch.

Regarding the old man, Qin Nuo put aside first and soon arrived at the bun shop. The boss was already busy inside.

"You little brat, I'm late today. Although I'm a child laborer and my salary is not high, I should do the most basic and on time!"

"Sorry, Boss, I had some insomnia last night."

Qin Nuo entered the store door and lowered his head slightly and said.

"Why are sleepless? At this age, the quality of sleep is so poor?" the boss asked with a frown.

Qin Nuo seemed a little difficult to speak, and said, "My father is back."

After hearing this, the boss did not continue to stay on this topic. He put a cup of soy milk and two meat buns on the table and said indifferently: "Hurry up and work after eating."

Seeing that the boss had left, Qin Nuo's eyes disappeared, and he picked up the breakfast and started to swallow it.

"Everyone here seems to know who Qin Bei is. When talking about this person, the disgust in his eyes is clearly visible. How decay is such an ugly image?"

"In a world where singles are rampant, it makes no sense that they can still get married and have children!"

While eating, Qin Nuo thought to himself that he would finish breakfast soon. After being hungry for so long, he finally got 70% full satisfaction.

When I arrived at the kitchen, bags of flour were piled on the ground, and the plates of meat sauce were covered with blood, with flies flying all over the sky.

The peak business period at noon came soon, and Qin Nuo ran back and forth in the kitchen, and his work had never stopped.

Nearly an hour later, the business at the door gradually became deserted. After the peak period, Qin Nuo collapsed on the chair. His exhaustion made him lose the idea of ​​moving his fingers.

Qin Nuo looked at the boss who was still busy at the door of the store, and looked at the album on the wall and suddenly asked, "Boss, have you been busy before I came?"

"What's wrong with me?" The boss rubbed the flour with both hands without looking back.

"No, I just want to ask..." Qin Nuo's eyes fell on the photo frame again, on the woman in a shirt.

The boss looked back at Qin Nuo, with a chill in his eyes.

Qin Nuo quickly waved his hand and smiled dryly: "I'll ask, let's forget it if the boss doesn't want to say it."

"You are trying to ask, where did the boss lady go?"

"Just a little curious."

"The child died very early, his brain was cancerous, that's it." The boss obviously didn't want to say more about it.

Qin Nuoben wanted to ask in detail, but when he saw his appearance, he still got rid of this idea.

She stood up and was about to take a hand, but she heard some movement coming from the building.

"Someone is on it?" Qin Nuo's eyes moved and he looked upstairs.

The boss said lightly: "That bastard didn't go to class today."

"Is Dafu sick?"

"I don't know, I've been dead on it for a day and never come down. Whatever he likes, just do it. I just pretend that I don't have this son!" When I mentioned his son, the boss was angry and held it in his hand.

The dough rolled hard on the table and then shattered.

Qin Nuo looked at his appearance and wanted to say something, but when he thought that he might be scolded, he asked instead.

"Can I go up and see Dafu?"

The boss didn't say anything.

Qin Nuo knew that he had agreed, so he took off the apron around his waist and walked upstairs.

The light on the second floor is not sufficient, the windows are closed, and the light is blocked by the accumulated debris.

Qin Nuo walked towards one of the rooms and knocked on the door: "Dafu, are you inside?"

Without a response, Qin Nuo knocked again, but the door opened by himself.

Qin Nuo blinked, pushed the door open and entered, the room became dim and emitted a musty smell, making his nose uncomfortable.

In the corner, a desk lamp was turned on and shining with light. Dafu was lying on the table, burying his head and writing something.

"Dafu, how did you feel about the rehearsal last night?" Qin Nuo glanced around and asked casually.

Dafu, who was sitting on the chair, stopped his hands and said, "The rehearsal is very good. If you continue to work hard tonight, you will definitely present it perfectly before the children's party."

Qin Nuo nodded, came up curiously, and asked with a smile: "What are you writing, so seriously?"

"The script, last night's script, I found some loopholes and flaws, so I will modify it and take it to Sister Tang Rou tonight to read it."

Qin Nuo said oh, picked up a pen and played with it, glanced at Dafu's back neck calmly, rubbed his nose, and said, "The boss hit you yesterday, is your neck okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for your concern."

Dafu raised his head, looked at Qin Nuo, his lips curled up slightly, and a smile appeared.

But under the illumination of the desk lamp on one side, his face was lit and dark, making the smile exuding an indescribable horror...