"The mission has no time limit." Pei Xiao struggled to take out four popcorns from his left pocket with his right hand. Two of them were already so flat that his original shape could not be seen. Then he took out a paper cup from under the table, which should have been left by Wang Xuemei.
, put four popcorns into the cup and handed it to Shi Ying: "House Manager, this bucket of popcorn, please be sure to accept it."
Shi Ying watched his series of actions speechlessly. The system was a scheming system, and the host was not a serious host. She accepted the paper cup, said thank you, and then asked: "Is the mission completed?"
Pei Xiao nodded, with a smile on his lips.
Shi Ying put the paper cup on the table, stood up, and said, "Then you rest first, I'm going to work, and I'll help you find something to bandage."
Pei Xiao nodded: "Thank you."
When Shi Ying walked to the door, she remembered something again. She turned around and asked Pei Xiao, "What are you going to eat in the dungeon? You've been here for a day. We provide an incense stick every day. Do you need it?"
Pei Xiao frowned: "I don't know, but drinking milk tea and eating popcorn yesterday were of no use."
That's definitely useless. None of the snacks here are real. They don't provide satiety or energy. They only have a taste that makes the ghosts miss the time when they were alive. To be full, you still need to light up, but for these two
I don’t know if lighting incense will help a half-dead person.
Shi Ying took out a short black incense stick and waved to Pei Xiao on the sofa: "Come here and try it."
Pei Xiao stepped forward as instructed, and Shi Ying waved the incense stick. However, the cigarette did not float toward Doudou when feeding him, but went straight to Shi Ying's face. Shi Ying was forced to absorb the smell of stinky tofu.
Xiang, with a complex expression on his face for a while, said to Pei Xiao: "It doesn't seem possible. You may have to go hungry for five days. There are still four days left."
Shi Ying thought for a while and added comfort: "If the time flow rate between us in the dungeon and the outside world is the same as mine before, your five days will only last ten minutes after you go out. People will not be hungry, but it will be better in the dungeon."
Uncomfortable."
Hearing this, Pei Xiao relaxed his frown and returned to his usual indifference: "Okay." As long as he doesn't die due to such forced reasons, he can accept other forms, and enduring pain is not a matter for him.
It's not that difficult.
Then Pei Xiao extracted another keyword: "You before? You mean you calculated in the previous copy that every day in the copy corresponds to two minutes of the outside world, right?"
Shi Ying nodded. She really had to leave now. If she continued to talk, she was afraid that the existence of the umbrella would be revealed at once: "Probably, I don't know exactly whether it is. There are too few samples. I'll go down first.
Already."
Shi Ying returned to the office and looked through the household information again, thinking about where to find something to bandage the wound. Pei Xiao still had to go back alive to help her investigate the case. It would be great if she could take more care of him in the dungeon.
Presumably after this dungeon is over, Pei Xiao will no longer be obsessed with the loophole-filled dream he mentioned. He himself has experienced some non-materialism. I hope he can live seriously, work hard, and not cause trouble for himself.
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After looking through a bunch of information, Shi Ying still had no idea. He did find someone who was hanged to death, but the time of death was a year ago. It is estimated that the material used was not the kind of white silk used in ancient times. Even if it was white silk, using
It always feels weird when someone else uses white silk to bandage wounds.
It was now past ten o'clock in the evening. Shi Ying wanted to sleep a little, but also felt that he needed to bandage Pei Xiao's arm. After being entangled, he simply locked the door and prepared to go to the information square to see if he could get any ideas. Shi Ying
I let out a long sigh. I couldn't sleep well anyway because I had something on my mind. I could only rest like this after finishing my errands or giving up my mind.
Just like last night, I informed the mirror and after getting OK, Shiying went to the square alone. I bought a cup of milk tea at Nuannuan Milk Tea Shop, and the person who placed the order was a cute little girl.
"Didn't that handsome guy come yesterday?" Shi Ying asked while waiting.
The little girl smiled sweetly: "No, he is on vacation today. You can see him when you come over tomorrow."
Shi Ying replied, "I believe you, you idiot. He doesn't even know if he will come tomorrow. This was arranged directly in order to attract customers."
Yesterday, Ji Ansi and I came over and only sat in the square for a while, without going into the shopping mall. Pei Xiao said that he went to the cinema on the fifth floor, and Shi Ying planned to go in and have a look, and then go up and take a look.
With a shopping mentality, Shi Ying started shopping from the first floor with milk tea in hand.
The first floor is full of various paper-making shops, and their professionalism is an eye-opener for Shi Ying, a country bumpkin.
Clothing stores are divided into different categories for men, women, ages and children. Although there are not as many brands as in real shopping malls, the richness of the categories is no less than that of real shopping malls. In addition to sales staff, each store also has specialized tailors who sit behind the store.
Behind you are piles of paper and cloth. Look at the store's appearance. Not only does it sell ready-made clothes, but you can also choose your favorite colors and customize them on the spot. It's very high-end.
There is also a special Jiafu shroud shop. Shi Ying was a little curious and went in to take a look.
From bedding, shoes and hats, to underwear and robes, there are more than a dozen categories subdivided. The material looks like silk, and the patterns are not like the modern ones in other stores, but traditional patterns, and the clothing styles are mostly traditional.
There are few conservative cheongsams that reflect your figure.
When the salesperson saw a customer coming, he greeted him enthusiastically: "Miss, would you like to pick out a shroud for yourself?"
Shi Ying made a noncommittal sound and asked, "What's the difference between these clothes and those in other stores?"
The salesperson came to see someone who didn't understand, and he was ready to take the order: "Look at our materials, there are two kinds, silk and cotton. You can choose whichever you like. If you are afraid of the cold, then
It must be that the family members did not wear enough clothes and put out enough mattresses when they were encased. I suggest you get a set of cotton clothes. If you are not afraid of the cold, I recommend you get silk clothes. You also saw the cheongsam on the model at the door. At your age, you should wear
This is the best.”
"Other stores are not in the same business as us. You know that other stores are all made of paper, right? The better ones are just thicker paper, and they just look like they are worn on the body. They still have to use our shrouds as a base.
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"It's cold everywhere down here. Nowadays, many places in the world have lost their traditions. They don't let their relatives put on shrouds when they die. The shrouds they put on after death can't keep up with the person's body. It's cold after they come down.
Ah, the first thing many new ghosts do after coming down is to come to our store to buy a set of clothes as a base layer. Of course, this does not mean that our shrouds can only be used as a base layer. You can wear them outside. We also have matching quilts.
It can also be used in the room, ensuring that you are warm indoors and outdoors. Do you want to try it?"
Shi Ying understood. If we use game equipment as an analogy, the shroud is an attribute equipment that is not very good-looking. It can seriously keep out the cold here, while other paper-tied clothes are outer clothing, which only affects the beauty and ugliness of the appearance, but does not affect the attributes.
