One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Jing Chennian didn't know why she classified him as 'we', but he didn't say anything to refute her.

"What are you going to do?"

I always feel that her big vote is not a good thing.

The little girl just laughed, laughing so much that Jing Chennian, the head of the ghost, felt a little creepy.

…

There are no stars in the night sky of the city, and the whole city is quiet. The pedestrians I saw when I came here can no longer be found at this time, and this place seems to be an empty city.

Only occasional screams can be heard in the distance, proving that there are other people here.

On the dark street, a boy in a long gown was leaning against a carved lamppost, looking at the little girl who was holding the ghost to the ground.

"Is this what you said to be a big ticket?"

The ghost disappeared from Ling Qiong's hand, and an admission ticket slowly fell to the ground.

Ling Qiong bent down to pick it up on the ground, flicked it lightly with her fingers, "Yes."

Jing Chennian: "Miss Sang, do you think it's appropriate?"

"It couldn't be more suitable, it's easy for you to find ghosts!"

Jing Chennian: "Have you forgotten my identity?"

Lingqiong tilted her head: "I just asked you to point out where there are ghosts, but I didn't ask you to do it. Doesn't that violate anything?"

Jing Chennian: "..."

The black domain did not intervene, proving that nothing was violated.

But no matter how you look at it, it's not appropriate, right?

Pull him, the head of the ghost, and find the ghost to take the head. Is this what people did?

Ling Qiong stood in front of him, with her hands behind her back, leaning slightly towards him, "You will help me, right?"

It was obviously a question sentence, but she said it very firmly.

His appearance was reflected in the clear and clean eyes, and the unexplained trust in the depths of his eyes made Jing Chennian slightly dazed.

Why did she trust him so much?

But Jing Chennian asked himself in his heart, would he really reject her?

not necessarily……

After all, isn't he just standing here with her to deal with 'one of my own'?

Jing Chennian raised his hand to touch her eyebrows, and pushed her away, "Are you dependent on me?"

"Yeah." Ling Qiong held his wrist, "If you want a reward, I can promise you with my body."

Jing Chennian pulled out his hand: "There are still three hours before twelve o'clock."

Lingqiong was surprised: "Do you know the time?"

She had come all the way without seeing any clocks or clocks.

The only clock is in the square, but it is still and cannot tell the time.

Jing Chennian didn't answer: "Do you know what this dungeon will do?"

"Get tickets?" Two tickets are required at the beginning of the game, which seems to be a game of comparing the number of tickets.

Jing Chennian vaguely reminded: "You'd better find time."

The little girl tilted her head, and said casually: "You are my time." If there is a ready-made one, what time do you want?

Jing Chennian: "..."

Jing Chennian shook his head and walked towards the end of the street.

Ling Qiong packed the admission ticket, hurriedly followed Jing Chennian, and called for the ginger tea to be released by the way.

Jiang Cha didn't understand what they were doing now, so he just followed suit with a blank expression.

…

With Jing Chennian guiding the way, it is easy for Lingqiong to find ghosts.

Along the way, most of the ghosts encountered were ordinary types, but Lingqiong also encountered some ghosts in fairy tales.

Such as the hunter in Snow White, the mermaid, the little match girl and so on.

This kind of ghost is more difficult to deal with. Although Lingqiong can solve it, it takes a long time and there is only one entry ticket.

So Lingqiong asked Jing Chennian to avoid those ghosts.

Jing Chennian keeps going up and down, does she really regard herself as a tool?

clatter——

Jing Chennian turned his head and saw Lingqiong smashing into a shop on the street, and pushing out two bicycles from inside.

One for ginger tea, one for her.

The little girl was riding a bicycle, flicked its tail neatly, stopped in front of him, raised her chin slightly, "Does Mr. Jing want a ride?"

Your hands don't hurt anymore?

Jing Chennian refused: "No."

Lingqiong: "It's free."

Jing Chennian looked at her, pulled down the corners of his mouth, then flattened that point, and said indifferently, "No."

Ling Qiong jumped down, and the next best thing was to say, "Then you carry me."

Jing Chennian: "..."

What he refused was to share a bicycle with her, not who carried whom.

…

"The points are exchanged for admission tickets. Don't miss it when you pass by. If you haven't got the second admission ticket, it's a rare opportunity~"

"No 9.8, no 98, only 998!"

The sound of the loudspeaker was transmitted from the silent street into the darkness, where there were people watching and ghosts watching in bewilderment.

Some players hid in the dark to watch, and saw two bicycles passing slowly through the street, and the one shouting with a horn was a little girl who was being carried.

player?

It should be a player, right?

She has extra tickets in hand?

When everyone came out of the square, they found that there were gradually no people around, and the whole city became a dead city.

It is not easy to find a ghost.

Many players have been killed by ghosts, but most of them haven't accumulated a second ticket yet.

Hearing this suddenly now, no one feels surprised.

"Do you really have an entry ticket?" A player came out from the shadows and called Ling Qiong to stop.

Ling Qiong poked a head out from behind Jing Chennian, looked him in the eyes, and smiled and shook the ticket in his hand: "Of course, do you want to buy it?"

The player saw several tickets in Ling Qiong's hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why do you have so many tickets?"

Lingqiong: "If you buy it, you can buy it. If you don't buy it, you don't buy it. Why do you ask so many people?" Do you want to steal Dad's business? !

"..." The routine failed, and the other party tried to bargain: "998 is too expensive."

Ling Qiong sighed and patted Jing Chennian on the shoulder, "Let's go."

other side:"???"

Don't you want to lower the price?

Jing Chen has been worrying about this person's IQ for a long time. In the past, it seemed a bit expensive to buy an admission ticket with points.

But if you really don't have a second ticket in hand, spending a thousand points is a bargain compared to being eliminated.

One thousand points is easy for these players.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Lingqiong was really about to leave, the other party quickly stopped her, "I'll buy it!"

Ling Qiong ordered Jiang Cha to trade.

The man saw that Ling Qiong was a little far away from the man who was driving her, but Jiang Cha passed by and dawdled for a long time.

Jiang Cha didn't notice anything was wrong, and just as he was about to withdraw, he saw a few people rushing out from the dark, and quickly surrounded them, intending to grab them.

Ling Qiong lay on Jing Chennian and sighed, "Why bother."

Jing Chennian pushed her restless hands away, "Don't touch."

Ling Qiong: "..."

Touch what's wrong!

Fearing that Zai Zai would throw her off, Ling Qiong obediently stopped groping and hugging her, just looked at the people surrounding them and continued to sigh.

If you don't want the points delivered to your door, it's really embarrassing for her!

…

The players who didn't go out in the dark just looked at the few players who jumped out, being knocked down by Ling Qiong and Jiang Cha, and finally stripped of their underwear.

Once this happened, the players who originally had the same plan as that group of people immediately gave up this idea and obediently traded points.

With this beginning, the subsequent business will be much easier.