I play the horror world as a development game

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"At your age, it's not suitable to watch this kind of thing, but it's suitable for young people like me."

Qin Nuo stretched out his hand and was about to snatch it, but Shi Yu turned sideways like Hu Shi, "Go aside, find it yourself!"

Seeing him like this, Qin Nuo had no choice but to pack another bed and lie down. There was a clock hanging in the room. The time was already close to 04:30 in the morning, and it would be dawn in two hours.

Qin Nuo lay down, glanced at the door, and said to Shiyu who was still watching with gusto, "I'm sleepy, take a nap, you should be able to watch the night for me, right?"

Shi Yu didn't look over, but just replied, "Just sleep."

Sometimes, Qin Nuo was somewhat relieved by Yu's words, and when he relaxed, sleepiness came to his mind, and he gradually closed his eyes.

I don't know how long he slept, but Qin Nuo felt more and more chilly. When he woke up, he was slapped heavily, and then he heard Shi Yu's voice.

"It's dawn, if you don't wake up, I'll go by myself." Shi Yu got another crutch from somewhere, looked at Qin Nuo and said calmly.

Qin Nuo felt the burning pain on his face, and said, "You slap me, I don't think it's a wake-up call, it's a bit like revenge?"

"I'm afraid you'll sleep too hard, so try harder."

Shi Yu coughed twice, and showed a weak look again: "I'm an old man in his seventies, what strength can I have? A young man with a vigorous blood is still screaming for pain, why don't we go home and eat peaches?"

Qin Nuo had a black line on his head: "Damn you, you whipped me with ghost power!"

===Chapter 467 My mother was ill last night ===

As the sky gradually brightened, the outside of the newspaper office was surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness. After a certain number of points, many ghosts that haunted the newspaper office at night gradually disappeared.

Fear was gradually replaced by desolation.

The door was pushed open, and Qin Nuo and Shi Yu came out together, stretching at the same time.

"The air is still fresh in the morning, but in the newspaper office all night, it smells disgusting. It really makes me suffer at this age." Shi Yu thumped his back and said lightly.

Qin Nuo glanced at Shi Yu: "You really have fully assumed this role."

"If you don't substitute, what is it called acting? I'm serious about acting." Shi Yu said calmly.

Qin Nuo wasn't in the mood to talk to him about this, and just as he stepped down the steps, the announcement of the game sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the player for completing the dungeon mission and getting the medicine x2!"

"Get the main clue - the voice in the depths of memory!"

(Note: This main line clue is the weapon that kills the yin and yang twins. Please keep this sound in mind. After the prompt is over, the sound will automatically play. After playing, it will automatically become invalid!)

Qin Nuo looked slightly startled.

The weapon that kills yin and yang twins!

Is it a sound?

After being startled for a while, Qin Nuo realized something and hurriedly prepared something.

At this moment, a voice appeared in my mind.

"a song?"

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows.

The voice that reverberated in my mind was melodious and pleasant, but it seemed ethereal and lonely, like the sound of a long whale under the deep sea, revealing a kind of endless sadness.

It's hard to imagine what happened to the person who sang this song?

Qin Nuo's face was ponderous, but when his mind was completely immersed in it, the voice quietly ended.

And Qin Nuo was very surprised, and found that he could completely record this song in his mind.

With his mind back, Qin Nuo's eyes recovered, he raised his head, and glanced to the side.

Shi Yu's eyes also became brighter. He also glanced at Qin Nuo, and asked directly, "The dungeon mission is completed, is there a clue to the main story?"

"Yes, and it's very powerful." Qin Nuo said.

"How awesome."

"It can kill yin and yang twins." Qin Nuo smiled slightly.

Shi Yu was taken aback for a moment: "To this extent?"

"What about you?"

Shi Yu shrugged: "Unfortunately, I gave two bottles of good medicine. The main line is to thank you for your patronage."

"You are really weak."

Shi Yu glanced at the time and said, "I won't share your main clue, and it's not too early. The granddaughter at home is probably worried, so she went back first."

Qin Nuo really wanted to say that Li Ya wasn't worried at all, and even let her fend for herself, but she still said, "Okay, I'll come to you when I have something to do."

"Honestly speaking, time is running out, we'd better have a comprehensive plan." Shi Yu walked forward on crutches, stopped again, and turned around to say something to Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo didn't speak, watched Shi Yu go away, didn't stay long, turned around and disappeared into the white mist in the other direction.

The loud cock crowing came through the white mist, Qin Nuo had already returned to the entrance of the alley, and pushed open the gate of the courtyard.

In the house, only the father was sitting there.

His expression was dull, and his eyes were staring at the front with a little emptiness. Qin Nuo walked in, saw his appearance, knew that there was nothing to talk about, and said directly: "Father, where is my mother?"

Father blinked his eyelids, and after a long pause, he said quietly: "I'm sick, go to bed."

"Ill?" Qin Nuo looked slightly startled, turned his head to look at the other side of the room, ignored his father, and walked towards that side.

The door opened, and the mother was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, she seemed to be still asleep, her face looked pale and haggard.

Seeing this, Qin Nuo hesitated for a moment, planning to close the door and leave first, but the mother on the bed suddenly asked, "Did you go out last night?"

Qin Nuo blinked and said, "Yes."

"Mom, you look like..."

"I'm sick, but this disease is not a cold or fever." The mother coughed twice violently, her voice was hoarse and weak.

"It's that strange disease." Qin Nuo said it for her, then thought of something, and took out a bottle of good medicine from his pocket.

"You keep it for yourself." Mother refused, she looked at Qin Nuo, and said seriously: "Even if it's all right, my body won't be able to afford it."

"After the village became different, the strange disease spread crazily like a plague. The villagers would all get sick, and some weak ones would be eliminated."

"I have already prepared for some results, but it doesn't matter to me or your father, the main thing is you."

As the mother spoke, she raised her hand tremblingly. Qin Nuo looked at the hand stretched out into the air. Qin Nuo looked at it, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold the hand, and said softly, "Mom, I'm here."

"You have to find the yin and yang twins, and no matter what method you use, kill them... This town cannot be deserted."

"Cough cough..."

After finishing speaking, the mother coughed violently a few times, and a few mouthfuls of black blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

"Mother!" Qin Nuo's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly took back a towel from one side and wiped it off.

"Let me rest for a while, go out first." Mother said softly.

"Then you have a good rest, I'm going out first." Qin Nuo took his mother's hand, put it back under the quilt, stood up and looked at her face, and left the room without thinking too much.

Outside the house, my father was sitting there, and at some point in his hand, there was an extra fruit knife, cutting the peel of the fruit.

Qin Nuo looked at him, pondered for a moment, and asked: "Father, mother looks very uncomfortable, what can I do..."

"She's dying."

Before he finished speaking, his father replied like this.

He looked up at Qin Nuo, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, showing a weird smile: "But for her, this should be regarded as another way of living?"

Qin Nuo had a weird expression on his face, and thought that this couple could be considered a weird one.

He coughed twice and said, "We should be optimistic, mother will be fine."

"I know Dad is very sad, so don't pretend to speak lightly, don't hold back the tears of grief, just cry if you want to cry."

Qin Nuo said, in fact, he was also talking, judging by the man's face, even if Li Sha's mother exploded in front of him, she probably wouldn't show any expression.

Father turned his head and looked at Qin Nuo expressionlessly, as if to say, look at me, do you feel half sad?

"Okay, Dad, you are busy first, I will go to have a rest."

Qin Nuo didn't say anything more, went back to the room, found the pen and paper that Li Ya gave from under the bookcase, and wrote the music words that sounded in his mind just now on the notebook.

This would be a vital clue, and he had to make sure it was just in case.

After a while, Qin Nuo closed the book, put it in the drawer, and stretched.

"Why do I feel like I fell asleep?" the blood-eyed ghost suddenly said.

Hearing the voice of the blood-eyed ghost, Qin Nuo smiled: "Yo, Brother Xue is awake?"

"Didn't you go to the newspaper office last night? What's going on?" The blood-eyed ghost said in a daze. It found that it didn't have this memory, as if it had fallen asleep.

"Fortunately, it was successfully completed."

Qin Nuo said, and smiled again: "Speaking of last night, you don't know how beautiful I am!"

===Chapter 468 Father's Words of Cooking Himself===

"How beautiful is it?" The blood-eyed ghost raised an eyebrow and asked.

"I scared away a ghost that was at least at the destruction level." Qin Nuo raised his head slightly, with a hint of complacency in his tone.

Hearing Qin Nuo's words, the blood-eyed ghost was silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears almost fell out.

"You? It's hard work at the horror level, but you're still at the destruction level. How did you bluff away, and rely on that open mouth?"

This laughter sounded like the blood-eyed ghost had really hit the spot.

Qin Nuo also expected its reaction, and said indifferently: "Coincidentally, it's really a mouthful."

What I got was the ruthless ridicule of the blood-eyed ghost again: "You are really a destructive ghost, you are all idiots with well-developed limbs, are you scared if you just say a few words?"

Qin Nuo was too lazy to continue talking about this topic, and planned to lie down for a while, and then go out at noon.

As a result, just after lying down for a while, it was eleven o'clock in the blink of an eye.

Qin Nuo got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Now his mother was seriously ill and bedridden, and his father was lazy, like a piece of wood. Cooking and taking care of his mother's daily life could only be taken care of by him.

The meals in the period of the Republic of China were naturally made of black pots and firewood, and they were very technically prepared.

Li Sha has no experience in cooking, so naturally he doesn't have this memory. He is busy in the kitchen by himself, flustered, like a lost deer, with everything in chaos.

It should be more than half an hour after the hotel, Qin Nuo came out of the kitchen exhausted physically and mentally, his face was smoky, his hair was messy, and he looked like he had just come out of a chimney.

In the living room, his father had already taken the bowl and tapped it with chopsticks, urging Qin Nuo to serve the food quickly.

Qin Nuo really wanted to put the dish in his hand directly on his head, but he endured it, and brought the three small dishes that he had finished a big project to the dining table one by one.

Father blinked his eyelids, staring at the three dishes on the table, his face changed slightly, looking weird.

I saw the three dishes on the table, all of which were pitch-black, all mushy like black charcoal, emitting white smoke.

Qin Nuo came up with two bowls of rice, sat down opposite his father, and greeted him to eat, but the latter was indifferent.

Looking at the color, Qin Nuo touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "Although the appearance of the dish is not very good, it actually took me a lot of effort. The outside is burnt and the inside is tender, and the appearance is not good, but it is actually crunchy and delicious. .”

"If you don't believe me, try it?"

Qin Nuo spoke sincerely.

Unexpectedly, it was really fooling around. My father picked up the chopsticks, picked up a stick of black charcoal, and put it in his mouth.

The moment he bit down on it, the creaking sound resounded clearly.

Father paused for a moment, then spat it out again, and said one word: "Shit."

After speaking, he picked up the rice and started to dry the rice alone. In fact, the rice was burnt a lot, but the top layer was still edible.

"It's not a metaphor for being unpalatable, is it?"

Qin Nuo thought to himself, but with Li Sha's father lying in Lei, he was convinced that none of the three dishes could be eaten, so he started cooking rice alone.

The rice was both raw and mushy, and Qin Nuo couldn't swallow half of it, so he simply put down the bowl and chopsticks.

After entering the kitchen, I cooked some more porridge and brought it into the room: "Mother, I made some porridge, can you give it a try?"

On the bed, the mother's eyelids moved slightly, and she said slowly: "Mother has no appetite..."

"But if you make it, ahem, mother can eat it."

As she spoke, she stood up with difficulty, and Qin Nuo quickly stretched out a hand to support her back.