Penitent hand, trembling slightly

Chapter 127

Shen Maomao's eyes instantly became sharp.

She pulled Lou Jingmo back a little step, half a foot behind the crowd, and asked almost close to her ear: "Sister Lou, is he the extra one?"

Lou Jingmo: "...how would I know."

The reason why he is called a boy instead of a man is because he looks about the same age as a golden retriever, and he still has the innocence of the ivory tower who is not familiar with the world.

He looked at the truck with a look of unbearable expression in his eyes: "Everyone is dead, we can't let him expose his body to the wilderness, right?"

The Sanhuang took over the words: "You are very reasonable, then let's bury him in the grave according to the rules of the funeral home." He said, looking around: "Who among you still understands funeral etiquette? What should we do next?" do what?"

Another man said: "I don't know anything else, but the npc is completely unrecognizable, should I fix it first?"

Three Emperors: "Who is the body make-up artist?"

Shen Maomao, who was suddenly cueed: "Wait a minute? Is it not good for us to touch the corpse casually?"

Gong Lian also said with a pale face: "I...I don't want to put makeup on him, I'm a little scared..."

Xiao Qiao said softly: "Besides, the three of us are girls, so we won't be able to escape in case of danger..."

Sanhuang said unceremoniously to her: "Isn't that just right? This is the game world. There is no real weak dodder flower in the game. There is a limit to pretending to be weak. I really think that I am out of the mud and not stained." White lotus?"

Gong Lian's expression was a bit bad, and Xiao Qiao's smile on the side became even stiffer.She clenched her fists and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "Zhu Gusheng's dead fat man... one day..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and even Gong Lian, who was standing very close to her, couldn't hear her clearly.

She glanced at Xiao Qiao almost in fear, and she could figure out what the half-sentence was without guessing.

Shen Maomao just wanted to congratulate the Three Emperors for raising the antipathy of the three women.

The atmosphere on both sides became tense again. Seeing that there was another wave of scolding, Lou Jingmo stepped forward and said, "Since you don't want to go, you can patrol for me, and Xiao Shen and I will go and make up for him. The corpse of the npc can no longer be left behind." If you are outside, you will change later.”

Xiao Qiao's thoughts wandered, and her eyes rolled around in her sockets. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she changed her words: "That's so embarrassing, it's better for us to do our own work."

Lou Jingmo raised the corner of his mouth and stopped talking.

Now that the next itinerary has been determined, everyone is busy with enthusiasm.

Shen Maomao followed the crowd, counting and counting, but still couldn't find out who the extra person was.It was as if someone had put a layer of paste in her mind, making her vision blur automatically when she saw people, making everyone look like a ghost.

A group of people walked into the funeral parlor building, not knowing who led the way, they went straight to the opposite of the cash register very purposefully, and opened the door of one of the rooms.

Shen Maomao frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.

Lou Jingmo also felt something, but didn't make a sound for the time being.After everyone squeezed into the room and put the NPC's body on the table in the middle, she suddenly asked, "Who opened this door?"

Xiao Kong said: "Is it the Three Emperors? Didn't he lead the way?"

Sanhuang took out his pocket and said, "I don't have one, I don't even have a key with me!"

Everyone looked at each other, a little confused.

"No...why did we come straight here?"

"Who opened the door? How about everyone check their pockets?"

It's useless to turn it over, because none of the fourteen people present has a key on them.

Dao Scar seemed to think of something suddenly, and pointed at Lou Jingmo: "Didn't you say that all the rooms cannot be opened?"

Lou Jingmo sneered, "Hehe."

Shen Maomao immediately understood that Sister Lou was too lazy to talk to them, and hurried forward to act as Lou Jingmo's mouthpiece: "We explored the room together, and it was true that all the rooms could not be opened at that time. But we explored in the morning, and in the afternoon What other situations will happen are out of our control. And it's just a room, we don't need to lie about such a trivial matter, right?"

The middle-aged aunt said: "Tell me about you. It's useless to study these things. What's the use of knowing who leads the way and who opens the door? If you want me to say, hurry up and bury this or something and it's over."

The Three Emperors deliberately contradicted her: "With long hair but short knowledge, if that person can open this door, he may also be able to open other doors. We all know that there may be clues behind the door. If someone gets the key but doesn't It would be too selfish to say that you only plan to investigate secretly by yourself."

Auntie glared at her, but was also convinced by what he said, and stopped making a sound.

Guan Qiwen walked around the corpse three times, and suddenly said: "I haven't touched the corpse, do you see something in his pocket?"

The Three Emperors took a step forward, boldly reached into the npc's trouser pocket, and took out a small bunch of keys still stained with blood.

Shen Maomao clapped his hands: "Okay, the case has been solved, he opened the door himself!"

Except for Lou Jingmo, no one cooperated with her cold joke at all.

Everyone thought it was not funny at all, the middle-aged aunt even pulled Xiao Qiao and Gong Lian two steps away from the corpse: "This corpse is quite evil..."

Sanhuang held the bunch of keys tightly in the palm of his hand, looked around the corpse, then turned to the other side, and took out another big brother's large mobile phone from another pocket.

Holding the phone in his hand, he didn't mean to let others see it, and gave orders: "Okay, everyone who has nothing to do with it should go out now, and let the three of them mend the body."

Gong Lian's eyes were red: "I...I'm afraid..."

Sanhuang sneered: "You can do whatever you want." After speaking, he walked out of the room with the keys and mobile phone.

Lou Jingmo also walked out with the large army, and before leaving, he whispered something to Shen Maomao in his ear——

"There's one more."

Shen Maomao: "??!!"

What?What's the matter? ?Where did this person come from again? ?

But before she had time to ask more, Lou Jingmo had ruthlessly abandoned her, leaving her alone to get along with two complicated women, Xiao Qiao Gonglian.

Shen Maomao was a little timid, because she thought Xiao Qiao was a strange woman.

The small room became more relaxed. The three women were getting along with a cold corpse that was not breathing, but only Gong Lian showed a scared expression.

Looking at it this way...it seems that she is also quite strange?

Shen Maomao couldn't help thinking wildly.

Gong Lian over there still had a timid expression, wishing to stick herself to Xiao Qiao's body and try to stay away from the corpse in the middle: "I don't want to touch the corpse... Can the two sisters take care of the newcomer...Give me a Buffer time?"

Xiao Qiao's smile was a little stiff.

Shen Maomao directly retorted: "Hey, hey, are you Gui Geng this year? I'm a genius, who do you call sister?"

Gong Lian said weakly: "I'm sorry... I didn't see you."

Although Shen Maomao himself is indeed not, which woman can tolerate other people mocking her age?

This Gong Lian looks soft and weak, and there is a lot of bad water in her stomach.Shen Maomao crossed his fingers and rubbed his wrists, feeling like hitting a woman.

"Do you know what I do?" she asked.

Gong Lian thought she was going to threaten her, so she couldn't help shrinking behind Xiao Qiao: "What... are you doing?"

Shen Maomao sneered: "I'm selling human organs."

Little Joe: "??"

Gong Lian: "???"

Without waiting for them to react, Shen Maomao said again: "Are you shameless?"

Gong Lian: "?"

After a while, she realized that Shen Maomao was scolding herself for being shameless, and the expression on her face suddenly became ugly.

Xiao Qiao came out to be a good person again: "Okay, okay, don't quarrel anymore. It's too early to talk about that now, and we don't have any suitable tools at hand. How can we put makeup on him?"

Hearing this, Shen Maomao began to rummage through the house.

Since something in the dark brought them here, there must be props nearby that can make up the dead.

Sure enough, after searching for it for a short time, they found a lot of cosmetics and some tools with unknown functions.

She took the things out, put them heavily on the shelf next to the bed, and said, "here, tools, how do you do it?"

Taking advantage of this time, she took a look at the appearance of the corpse.

The death of this npc named Huang Hongxing was quite tragic.There were still a few shards of glass on his head, a large piece of skin was cut open, and the bright red flesh was directly exposed outside the skin, which looked very terrifying.

Shen Maomao felt that his growth was a leap in nature. From being startled when he saw the corpse at the beginning, to now looking at him completely coldly, he could even calmly think about how to beautify his corpse into a normal person's appearance. Don't know if this shift is good or bad.

Xiao Qiao sighed, walked to Shen Maomao, took out a brush, and said quietly: "I have only painted makeup on living people."

Gong Lian huddled in the corner, tears streaming down her face: "It's too scary...I want to go home...I can't..."

Xiao Qiao said helplessly to Shen Maomao: "Don't let her do it, I guess she can only add to the chaos, let's come two, what do you think?"

Do you think you are dividing the bread and still half of each person?

Shen Maomao was not very relieved of Xiao Qiao, every word she said, Shen Maomao felt that there was a hole waiting for him.

She thought and thought, but couldn't come up with a better idea for the time being, so she could only agree: "That's fine, but I'm not very good at it, can you guide me to do it?"

Xiao Qiao readily agreed.

The two started to make up the body, and the room became quiet, only Xiao Qiao's deep voice could be heard——

"First clean up the wound on the corpse and wipe off the blood..."

"Perhaps the carrion should be removed and the wound filled..."

"Your face is a bit ugly, do you want to put on some powder?"

"Well...it's better to put on a little more blush to make the face more natural. You can paint him as you usually do for yourself."

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