Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3986 I collect rent in the survival game (48)

  The decoration style of this house and the whole apartment is incompatible, and it has a sense of age.

  Old furniture painted with red paint, the place where the paint peeled off is mottled and messy, and the edges are worn out. It is inexplicably depressing after a long time.

   "What did she tell you?"

   "She said that your granddaughter was killed by Zhao Sheng."

   "She's lying!" The grandfather suddenly knocked to the ground, his voice trembling, "Don't believe her."

   "What about you? How do I know if you are lying?" Ran Bai smiled with her lips curled.

  The old man was silent for a while, hunched over and took out the key and walked to the hut.

  Ranbai watched as the old man came out again, holding a portrait on her skinny hand.

  Invite her to see the portrait together?

Not so good.

  "Do you know who she is?" Grandpa lowered his head, gently looking at the black and white **** the portrait.

   "Zheng Qian?"

   "She is my granddaughter."

"Oh."

  The old man sighed for a long time, “Xiaoqian is a very introverted girl. When she was young, her parents divorced and she separated from her sister. Later, her father had an accident, and Xiaoqian and I were left alone in the safe apartment.”

   "That period of time was not too bitter, and it would be nice if it had been like that."

  Ranbai sat on the sofa and looked at the girl in the portrait.

  That face is very similar to her.

  "You feel like it, too. The first time I saw you, I was shocked. I almost thought it was Xiaoqian who came back to look for me."

   "Could it be that I am her sister?"

  The old man tilted his head, staring at Dye Bai for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "You are not. I told you that if you stay away from these things, you can live a long time."

   "Do you think I can go now?" Dye Bai smiled.

   "Why are you here." His tone was cold.

  Ranbai said about rent collection, and the answer was rather casual.

"You are all outsiders. You didn't have much to do with the Ping An Apartment..." The old man stared at the **** the portrait, "Xiaoqian's disappearance...I'm very sad. Zhao Sheng is a very good boy. He treats Xiaoqian really. Very good, Xu Nuan...nothing, don't believe what anyone says."

  "What you see or hear here is not necessarily true." The old man pointed his head with his fingers, "Don't be deceived."

  Ranbai watched the old man's movements, "...I have a brain, don't worry."

  "……"

  It was a very serious and depressive atmosphere, but the old man didn’t know what to say when he opened his mouth and ruined it.

  "However, Xu Nuan said that you were dead, is it true?" If you don't die, you won't die. Dye Bai repeatedly jumped on the edge of the apartment occupants' rampage.

  The old man froze for a while, and slowly turned his head. The vicissitudes of his seventies were all turned into wrinkles and written on his face, staring silently at the dyed white, his eyes mostly white, vicissitudes and weird.

hoarse voice.

"What do you think?"

   "I think..." Dyeing white and meditating for two seconds, and raised his lips playfully, "You are a good person."

  Suddenly a good person card blinded the old man, his face was particularly weird, and finally urged dyeing to leave.

   "Wait for me to bring you some fruit."

"Need not!"

  Mo Lin: Have you received news from two strangers?

  On the phone, Mo Lin suddenly sent a message to Dye Baifa. He glanced at it and typed with one hand: ah.

  Mo Lin: How did you choose?

  Dyeing white: I influenced them with love.

  Gu Lanxi also gave Dyeing white hair news, it was 12 o'clock last night.

  Gu Lanxi: Ms. Sister, Ms. Sister, how did you respond to those two people? Let me learn from it.

  Dye Baihui: It's useless, you can't grasp the essence.

   happened to be on the fourth floor, and dyed white knocked on Mo Lin's door.

  The door was opened, and the slender figure was leaning against the door. He was wearing white and soft home clothes. He looked very gentle and human, "Oh, rare guests."

  "Have you been hacked?" Yen Bai didn't go in, and stood in front of the door, and gave Mo Lin a glance at the chat history.

   "It seems to be." Mo Lin glanced at it, and lifted his thin lips: "Unexpectedly, your love for me is so deep that you can tell if it's me."

  "This is not love, this is IQ." Ranbai banged his forehead with a finger, "Obviously, you don't."

  They probably reached the point where they were uncomfortable for a day. Mo Lin sighed quietly, "The whole apartment knocked on the door last night, what did you do?"

  "Cute." Ranbai said casually.

Mo Lin clarified slowly: "The purpose of adding me to 502 and 603 is for my choice in the day, whether or not to go out to find a stray cat at night. Either it is purely for personal choice or unified, but I prefer The first one, what about yours? Stay overnight?"

  Ranbai looked up at the top of the building, "Guessed correctly."

   "It seems to be a personal choice, how did you respond."

   Dyeing white and groaning for two seconds, "Rely on words?" Then he asked, "You?"

  "……"

  I knew she was unreliable.

"I added both, returned some nonsense, and then went out to find some excitement at night." Mo Lin smiled nonchalantly, "Obviously there is no right choice among them. Whether you believe in one or the other, you will encounter points... "

  In the words of dyed white, he said, "Small surprise."

  Danbai chuckled twice: "Hmm... I feel like you have learned the essence a bit."

  "Can't you come in?" Mo Lin leaned sideways.

"Do not."

  Rejected simply and neatly.

   "It really doesn't give you face."

   "You didn't have much face, please relax."

  Each tasker has received 502 and 603 messages, but the content is not the same, but they all have a general direction.

  That are two very different choices.

  Practice the truth, the tasker draws a conclusion through the lesson of blood.

  No matter what you choose, you will be in danger. If you don’t reply, you will always think about the news, and finally get retribution. If you only return one, you will offend the other one. If you want to step on two boats, you will provoke two more in the end.

  #Enthusiasm

  Ranbai thought for a while, slowly swayed to the fifth floor, and knocked on the door of 502.

  There was no response for a long time, so she kicked the door violently.

  The room was empty, dusty, and empty.

Dye Bai opened the bedroom door again.

  A mobile phone was quietly placed on the bed, and it began to tremble slightly.

  The white-dyed voice is gentle.

  "Don’t be afraid, it’s not good to talk too much, just give you a little lesson."

five minutes later,

   Ranbai came out of the room and received a rent. By the way, he greeted the other tenants on the fifth floor. The tenants scolded 502 a **** head together, but it didn't matter to dye Bai.

   Carrying a large bunch of keys, she walked up to the sixth floor step by step with a cold rustling sound in the corridor.

  Four tenants on the sixth floor panicked.

   "It's over!"

"She is coming!"

   "She's here to collect rent!"

"help me!"

The mobile phone tenant of   603 dared not come out in the room, and finally was given a severe lesson by being dyed white. He couldn’t cry, "Didn’t you say you believe me?!"

  "Is there any connection between believing you and beating you?"

  (End of this chapter)