Chapter 2: Novice book (2)

Chapter 2: Novice book (2)

666

Probably, it is quite "6", right? Mu Anqi touched her body and found nothing. But she soon saw the tattered backpack at hand. The backpack that had been held back was now bulging. As soon as she opened it, she found that it was filled with translucent round crystal blocks, which looked pale green when stacked. Each is extremely thin, and one is only the size of a thumb. But even if there are 666, they don't have any weight.

Yes, after all, it is for ghosts, and it has no weight... can you understand?

Mu Anqi stood up. She seemed to be in a hotel room, wearing simple casual clothes and sneakers on her feet. Seemingly ready to go out, she went to the bathroom to take a look, and found that what she looked like in the mirror was what she looked like—yes, it wasn't fast wear. She sighed, washed her face with cold water and calmed down. "666" Guan Si didn't know if it was worth anything, and whether he could hire a ghost...

"The Taiyin Circus is about to start! The Taiyin Circus is about to start!" Below the hotel, someone shouted with a small horn. Mu Anqi didn't know if it was a human being, but it looked like a human being, but that person had no shadow under the sun.

Well, that's all.

Mu Anqi put her backpack on her back, quickly left the hotel, and hurried down. Who knows if there will be a plot kill later? In this infinite flow, one cannot blindly die. When she rushed there, there were already several tourists. Mu Anqi glanced at their clothes, but didn't realize that they were carrying novice backpacks.

Yes, after all, the backpack is empty... and it is too conspicuous for a novice to have it. But... there are other types of travel bags, Mu Anqi carefully observed them, and did not know which of these people were NPCs and which were players. Because of the unknown, Mu Anqi didn't dare to ask anything rashly.

Perhaps, there is more than one style of novice backpack.

The person holding the trumpet waited here for a while, and a few more people came one after another. Mu Anqi saw not only girls with red eyes, but also boys with choking...

The violent cry is the deadliest.

It looks like a player. After all, how could there be ghosts crying and watching their own performances? Mu Anqi didn't cast too many eyes. Although she was full of drama, she didn't want to expose herself at this time. As for the backpack... As long as she is good at acting, no one can say she is a player. After all, who said that ghosts don't have backpacks?

A group of more than a dozen people walked into this large-scale circus led by a small speaker. It seems that the Taiyin Circus has been promoted here for a long time. Mu Anqi saw a large poster on the wall below the hotel. There are also many passers-by NPCs rushing here.

"You are all VIP audiences, you can sit in special seats to watch and have the opportunity to participate in interaction." The small speaker enthusiastically introduced the circus as he walked, "The Taiyin Circus is the most famous and largest circus in our Shattered Mirror Mainland. The group, even those unattainable bigwigs like it!"

"What performances are there today?" one of the tourists asked aloud. Mu Anqi looked back, it was a young man wearing a white peaked cap.

"That's a lot. There are several kinds of magic shows, such as the big change into a living person, a beautiful woman into a tiger, and juggling, such as burst poker, disaster wheel, silk hanging dance and wave bridge. By the way, there is also air The trapeze and the like, haha... Too many, I can't remember clearly, I'll see later." The tour guide with the small speaker was extremely enthusiastic, and at the end he laughed a few times, some in the team People also smiled in agreement, and others glanced at their companions and said with a smile, "I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

And the man who asked the question, as well as several tourists, did not look very good.

They're just there to survive, the more projects the more dangerous it is. How can they laugh when they hear so many performances.

Mu Anqi touched the backpack without leaving a trace, and sighed. I hope the performers in the circus - ah no, ghosts, can charge a little cheaper and save her life.

They entered the big tent of the circus. The tent was really big. Once inside, there were hundreds of people. The stage was also big, and now that the curtain was covering it, no props could be seen.

The small trumpet led them all the way forward, and some people gradually became uneasy: "Can we sit in the back?"

Before the tour guide spoke, some of the companions were dissatisfied: "That's a VIP seat. Are you dissatisfied with the VIP seat in the circus!"

While questioning, this "person" stared at the man who spoke sullenly, and the man froze behind him, and suddenly shrank his head and didn't dare to make a sound. The rest of the restless people didn't speak again.

Mu Anqi thought, this is all arranged in the plot, what are you struggling with? She followed the small loudspeaker openly, and the middle-aged man who had just been dissatisfied gave her a slightly surprised look, as if he had never seen such a bold player.

"This row is all VIP seats, you can take your seats." The small speaker pointed at the vacant seats in the row with a smile, "When the performance is over, I'll take you out again."

Although some of their team members are ghosts, it is obvious... VIP seems to be exclusive to players. Because the people in the back who are obviously not right have already stood up, just waiting for their group of players to go in first, and then they will sit outside.

Strangely, Mu Anqi glanced inside, and there seemed to be a person sitting on the other side too—because the players seemed to be in this team, the one in there was probably a ghost.

This is true, the two are blocked.

With a sigh, she couldn't help but walk in first, and subconsciously squeezed her skills as she walked.

She quickly realized something was wrong. Nearby... spectators seem to be afraid of the female ghost... lady next to the first row.

Gradually approaching the seat, the lady who casually leaned on the chair did not look sideways at her. Only that profile face is also extremely beautiful. Mu Anqi was gradually approaching, and the ghost looked sideways slightly, but seeing the ghost's beauty and vulgarity, his brows were even more heroic and arrogant, and only a calm glance made people dare not look at him.

Mu Anqi stopped.

Those eyes were as sharp as eagles, and a gloomy and icy aura just looked at each other and instantly caused the alarm bell in Mu Anqi's mind!

That's a dangerous person! But, but this is just the first copy of her, not really.

Fortunately, the lady (ghost) just glanced at them and looked away, and continued to lazily wait for the performance on stage. Mu Anqi felt that the players behind her were also blocked here. She encouraged her, but in the end she still walked over and sat down next to her.

The female ghost beside her is very eye-catching, and she is the cold and royal super sister Mu Anqi liked before her death... Unfortunately, this ghost is not easy to provoke at first sight. Under this powerful aura, what does Mu Anqi do? There is no action. He just sat silently bowing his head, at most thinking in his heart to divert his attention. Mu Anqi could feel the cold aura emanating from this lady, but after thinking about it carefully, this might not be aura or aura, but a simple...yin? This is a very mysterious experience, but it has entered the escape game, and it will not tell people any science. The left half of Mu Anqi's body was much colder than the right half, as if he was sitting at the door of the freezer.

At this moment, there seemed to be some commotion from the right side. She turned her head to the side, but found that it was not the middle-aged man who had been behind her all the time, nor the NPCs who looked like ghosts... but the girl's house crying, followed by the young man who just asked a question . Those NPCs who are suspected to be ghosts... are sitting on the outermost side, blocking the player's way.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Anqi realized that something was wrong. - An NPC is standing.

The number of seats in a row should have been arranged, just for their group of tourists to sit. But now there is one more, and the one that comes out is obviously—

Mu Anqi instinctively looked at the lady next to her. The lady had a cold face, as if no strangers should enter. After feeling her gaze, the lady didn't have a seizure, she just looked at her very calmly, Mu Anqi couldn't stand it anymore, and silently looked away.

For some reason, she always felt that... the way this ghost looks at her and other players is like looking at a dead person. It's like they're not living creatures, and they're not interesting, so the ghost girl has no interest at all. This ghost... is disgusting the player?

Is there a ghost who hates people? ! There is no logic in this game!

Immediately afterwards, Mu Anqi saw the woman beckoning. After a while, someone trotted over with a respectful look: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"This is the VIP seat?" The woman's voice was extremely condensed.

"This..." The man looked cramped, "This is indeed a VIP seat, you will have the closest circus experience." This man added emphasis on "close range", and glanced at Mu Anqi and these tourists . After explaining, he immediately smiled and said, "But if you don't like it, I'll change seats for you immediately."

"Oh, no need." The woman said nothing. The man waited for a while, and when he saw that the woman really had nothing to give, he backed away.

I don't know why... Mu Anqi always felt that this obscure and short conversation was full of expectations for the player's death.

Mu Anqi gritted her teeth secretly: If it wasn't for your appearance, you wouldn't be easy to mess with, and I'll let you take over when I'm chosen! Mere NPCs…

- If 666 can get you on top... Forget it, it doesn't seem realistic.

While she was daydreaming to comfort herself, the man next to her couldn't help but sob again. Mu Anqi's brain hurts when she hears it, she wonders if the performance hasn't started yet, why are you crying and mourning? The cry was heart-wrenching, and the voice was rude. The tears in the eyes of the **** her right were forcibly held back in this mad cry.

Mu Anqi couldn't help rolling her eyes, just happened to be seen by the female ghost on the left. The lady frowned, and the impatience on her face became more and more obvious. At this moment, she suddenly stood up, her expression on and off under the lights of the circus, and she couldn't see clearly, but the white jade hand raised her slender hand to the air - stagnant .

The crying man was lifted up by an invisible force. The crying disappeared instantly.

No, not just crying. The woman stood together, and the somewhat noisy circus fell into silence in an instant.

Mu Anqi, who was the closest to the woman, couldn't help swallowing her saliva, "My dear... what's the story behind this!" Mu Anqi couldn't help but look up at the female ghost's expression. Under the flickering light, she could only see the female ghost's two thin, blood-colored lips slightly raised, as if to outline a glamorous expression. laugh.

Just doing this action, the woman sat down again. The man was hanged in the air out of thin air, his face was flushed red, and the struggle of his hands and feet gradually weakened. But at this moment, he suddenly fell back to his seat.

"Ho-" Death was so close to him. He was breathing heavily, the sound very obvious because the circus was too quiet. After the man took a few breaths, he also realized this, and patiently endured. Tears in his eyes dripped down his legs, but he didn't dare to make any more sound.