Players please close your eyes

Chapter 60 060. The winter of the 72nd year of the old calendar is stormy

I’ve never been to this cloud player guide.

Qiao Mu immediately picked up his pen and started writing.

[Dusk]: How do you know those delicious places if you haven’t been there?

If Yun is wrong and Qiao Mu is upset, who can she talk to to reason with her?

[Fei Ying]: Oh, even if I haven’t been there, there are sources of information. Some of us are from the old city. You have to trust professional judgment.

[Dusk]: You?

Is there more than one communication partner for co-authoring this [Guide to the Human World]?

[Fei Ying]: Yes, we have several of them. Let me look for them for you.

[Fei Ying]: @All members.

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Qiao Mu was stunned.

He felt that he had understood everything by himself.

Chat group, right?

Maybe this [Fei Ying] who is chatting with him is actually Zhou Mingke who is chatting with others in front of the screen or Bai Lian who has just finished his homework.

But after a while, he didn't see the words appear. He only waited for a minute before the playful and lively words flowed out again with a guilty conscience.

[Fei Ying]: It seems that no one has opened this place for a long time. They haven't gone online yet.

[Dusk]: How long do we have to wait?

[Fei Ying]: Let me think about it. Logically speaking, if you can get something from the old city, maybe I can try to summon him.

[Dusk]: But I want to go to the old city now.

[Fei Ying]: I know, so you can see him after you come back from the old city.

[Dusk]: But I want to ask him first before going to the old city.

[Fei Ying]: So you go to the old city to get some things back.

[Dusk]: I understand.

[Fei Ying]: So smart!

Qiao Mu interrupted the cycle of falling into BUG.

“It turns out that you have to pay to unlock it, which is a bit of a trap.”

It’s not that he resists charging, after all, he needs to pay for it on the spot, but charging money on the spot is like a doctor knocking out a half-broken tooth during a dental surgery, and then suddenly saying that your anesthesia is about to expire, please pay. Refresh the feeling of anesthesia.

[Dusk]: What kind of place is the old city? You must have heard of it, right?

He decided to ask as many questions as he wanted.

[Fei Ying]: I have heard him say this.

[Fei Ying]: The old city is not big. Several countries are at war. There is also a kind of existence called strangers in this foreign land. They are born extraordinary people with various special powers. If you are In the past, you had better be careful when doing missions in the God of Chosen game. Some strangers already knew about the existence of the God of Chosen game, and they even tried to capture the players of this game.

"Stranger?"

Qiao Mu has heard of this term. There was a [Stranger Shinbone] in the [God's Chosen Mall] before.

[Fei Ying]: In addition, the old city also has some special weather, called fog. I don’t know the details, but he said that whenever you see heavy fog falling from the sky, you have to hide in the house. Just remember it. .

[Dusk]: I understand.

He was just about to ask what the payment would be, when he saw the playful and lively text pop up.

[Fei Ying]: This is our first meeting, so I will give you answers for free.

[Fei Ying]: If you can bring back a piece of Lotus Pastry from the Gucheng Hotel, then I can also help you find that guy from the Gucheng. He is also very good.

[Dusk]: I'll try my best.

Qiao Mu didn't know how the other party wanted to eat lotus cakes. Could it be that [Guide to the World] also had a courier function?

He thought of the mysterious societies that told each other in some stories.

Putting down the pen, the gray-covered book quickly disappeared.

"It seems that the old city is not that safe."

According to the description of [Fei Ying], there are extraordinary people here who may be stronger than the Chosen Ones. They will capture them and slice them up for study. You have to be careful not to expose the player's identity.

After leaving a message in the WeChat group, Qiao Mu glanced at the person squatting in the corner.

"Take good care of your home."

The man remained motionless, staring directly at the crack in the wall.

The golden sun rises as usual, and its bright light penetrates the high-rise buildings and hits the gray windows, leaving mottled shadows in the house.

Qiao Mu stood in the shadow, and the staggered gratings caused by the Tyndall effect formed the cold and indifferent text of the system.

[Whether to enter the game]

【whether】

He stretched out his hand and tapped his fingers towards the words in the dusty sunlight.

In an instant, the dust turned into mist, and behind the curtain, a sad song seemed to be heard. The figures were scattered, accompanied by guns, horse hooves, roaring, and crying, as if they were performing in a big play.

【Save the singer: 0/1】

【Listen to the New Year’s bell: 0/1】

[Witness the ending of the story: 0/1]

[Task begins]

[Players please close your eyes]

So Qiao Mu closed her eyes.

The next moment, the noisy sound burst into the ears, the beating of gongs and drums and the blast of fireworks and firecrackers, it was lively and lively, just like a festival.

"Guest, your tea."

A voice came from beside Qiao Mu, causing him to open his eyes.

This is a magnificent hotel lobby, with crystal chandeliers, gilded decorations, precious calligraphy and paintings, sandalwood tables and chairs, and the air is filled with a faint scent of incense, which is pleasant and reassuring.

The person talking to Qiao Mu was a waiter. He brought Qiao Mu tea and left.

Qiao Mu found that his clothes had turned into an old-style vest suit, blending in with the surrounding environment.

It's just that the hotel lobby is empty, and the noise outside has nothing to do with it. Apart from the front desk, there is only one guest, Qiao Mu.

He picked up the teacup next to the newspaper.

In the light green tea, the chaotic tea leaves suddenly began to spin and outline, turning into the system's suppressed and crazy words.

【Old City】

[The winter of the 72nd year of the old calendar is stormy]

[The war is intensifying, the earth is devastated, and the poor bones by the Wuding River are like people in a boudoir's dream]

[The old city has been quiet for years, waiting for the arrival of the New Year. There are hidden tides under the ordinary, and dangers abound between talking and laughing. This is the front line in the shadows, and a battlefield for countless lurking people]

[As an intelligence officer lurking in the darkness, your only mission is to save the passionate but ignorant young man]

[Now, the curtain opens and the show begins]

"Seventy-two years in the old calendar."

Qiao Mu took a sip of the sweet tea and picked up the newspaper at hand.

There were words he didn't recognize, but soon the squares twisted and transformed into sentences he could understand.

This is a newspaper called "Gucheng Evening News".

The headline on the front page was "Nanling has been lost, the front line is in danger".

Off to the side, the radio at the front desk made a rustling sound.

"Recently, General Li Qing came to the Gucheng Hotel to hold a New Year's party. On this day of family reunion, the general will send his blessings."

Qiao Mu listened to the radio and read the newspaper. With a slight sense of dizziness, he quickly understood the situation in this foreign land.

The country where the ancient city is located is called Liyang. It was originally a big country. However, due to the incompetence of the rulers and external infiltration and invasion, it is now torn apart, warlords are separatist, and the people are in dire straits. There is an uprising by the resistance army, but they are surrounded and suppressed by various warlords. Hard to beat.

And General Li Qing is a warlord. Although he is not powerful, he occupies a hot and fertile land in the old city. The outside world is eyeing it. This place is like a hot potato. Li Qing is trying to sell it in exchange for other benefits.

He was originally just an ordinary soldier, but later gained extraordinary power and became a stranger. Only then did he continue to rise and become a warlord.

Today he will attend the New Year's banquet at the Gucheng Hotel. Early tomorrow morning, he will go to Caishikou to supervise the execution and kill several rebel generals he captured before.

[Cunning villain, you don’t want to be friends with him, after all, what he is best at is stabbing in the back! 】

The red words infected the newspaper, reminding Qiao Mu.

While looking at the newspaper, he felt someone approaching.

Putting down what he was holding, Qiao Mu saw a young man wearing a slightly wrinkled suit that didn't quite fit him, and his hair was combed like an adult.

"Is this Dr. Qiao Mu?"

the other party asked.

"That's me."

Qiao Mu replied, using his talent for acting in textbook dramas, and instantly fell into the drama.

"Ah, long wait, I am Miss Tang's agent Zhuang He, please come with me."

The man introduced himself, then led Qiao Mu through the lobby, took the elevator with the door open, and arrived at room 603 on the sixth floor of the hotel.

After knocking on the door twice, a woman's voice came from inside.

Manager Zhuang He stood at the door and motioned for Qiao Mu to go in.

Qiao Mu pushed the door open and walked in. What she saw was an elegantly decorated room with a living room, balcony, bar, and bedroom. It was luxurious and extravagant.

In front of the windowsill, stood a young woman wearing a cheongsam. She smiled when she saw Qiao Mu.

"Hello, Dr. Qiao Mu, or should I call you Mr. [Dusk]?"