It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The more Wu Wen thought about it, the more he felt that he was right. His finger unconsciously swiped across the button for the ghost coin lottery, but a glimmer of expectation flashed across his eyes. He secretly warned himself that if his finger accidentally swiped out of the lottery interface, then he would draw the lottery. After all, this was God's will. If he didn't swipe through the lottery interface, it was because his phone was not good. He would try swiping again. Wu Wen's mentality was a typical gambler's mentality. To be honest, people who bet thousands of dollars specifically cheat this kind of idiot. As expected, the lottery button was successfully swiped out by Wu Wen's phone. Wu Wen was overjoyed. Oh, as expected, it was God's will! Wu Wen took a puff of cigarette and blew the smoke onto his right thumb.

"Enchant, give me the power of luck!"

Wu Wen prayed secretly in his heart. He had already enchanted his thumb, and he must be able to draw something good!

Then, his right index finger subconsciously clicked the lottery button.

"Oops! The enchantment was wrong!"

Wu Wen looked at the dice shaking on the screen of his mobile phone with grief and anger, and wanted to chop his mouth with an axe!

But things have come to this point and cannot be reversed.

Wu Wen can only focus on the rolling dice, praying in his heart for a good thing.

"Dingling!"

"Congratulations on winning: Dead Silence Lolita Skirt."

Looking at the pale, fluffy, and small Lolita skirt stained with bright red blood on the dice, Wu Wen covered his forehead in grief and anger.

What's the use of this thing for me now!

This Lolita skirt is obviously worn by children, and it's useless to him! You can't give Hong Yuan clothes that a child wears!

Wu Wen clicked the save button under the lottery page uncomfortably, and didn't bring up the dead lolita skirt.

But he still looked at the introduction page of the dead lolita skirt.

"Dead lolita skirt: a ghost-level item. Wearing this skirt can increase the damage of the ghost. The final strength of the blessing depends on the ghost's love for the skirt, with a maximum limit of 15%. (Seeing this cute little lolita skirt, do you have some perverted ideas in your heart? But please be careful not to show your ideas, because the dead lolita will kill every man with perverted ideas!)"

Ah, a ghost-level item?

Wu Wen's uncomfortable heart was no longer uncomfortable immediately, and even his face was directly smiling.

In his excitement, Wu Wen's mind moved slightly, his lips opened slightly, and a voice came out of his mouth.

"Hong Yuan..."

"Huh!"

As Wu Wen's voice disappeared, a figure wearing a red wedding dress and a long neck appeared in front of Wu Wen.

The red veil on Hong Yuan's head had disappeared, and now a pale and pretty face with blood and tears was looking at Wu Wen gently.

Wu Wen's PY tightened when he saw it directly.

To be honest, just looking at Hong Yuan's pale and pretty face, she is really a gentle beauty, and even the two blood and tears on her face add a touch of moving feeling to her.

If you ignore the long bloody spine mixed with minced meat under her neck.

Wu Wen faced Hong Yuan directly, even though he had seen her twice and was even saved by her once, the terrifying pressure still pressed him to death.

Mainly because Hong Yuan's spine was stretched so long that he had to look up to see her face.

Wu Wen's facial muscles squirmed, and finally condensed a smile that seemed to be crying but not crying.

He rubbed his hands slightly, and a resentment lollipop appeared in his hands.

This lollipop of resentment is called a lollipop, but in fact it is just in the shape of a lollipop. The whole thing is actually more like a thick gray gas. Even the gray gas flows and sometimes condenses into human faces, making shrill and noisy screams.

Even Wu Wen felt that it was full of evil thoughts and pain when he held it.

Wu Wen tried to force a smile on his face. He held the lollipop of resentment in his hand and handed it forward, but he tried to speak incoherent words.

"Hong... Hong Yuan, those who are close to Zhu are red... those who are close to you are sweet. When I see you, my heart is sweeter than a lollipop!"

"Shua!"

Almost at the moment when Wu Wen finished speaking love words, Hong Yuan's pale face flushed directly.

She waved her white hand, and the sleeves of her red wedding dress brushed Wu Wen's nose, taking away the lollipop of resentment in his hand and covering her face.

Then, Hong Yuan's figure disappeared.

Wu Wen stood there in a daze, sniffing the remaining fragrance in the air and staring at Hong Yuan.

The place where he disappeared.

After a long time, Wu Wen came back to his senses. He took out his mobile phone and opened "Ghost Encounter".

The familiar antique screen appeared in front of him, and the familiar figure stood behind the screen. However, what was different from before was that through the shadow of the screen, it could be seen that the figure seemed to be holding a lollipop in his mouth.

Wu Wen opened Hong Yuan's panel.

"Name: Hong Yuan.

Age at death: 17 years old.

Current favorability: 42 (Love has its roots)

Ghost level: evil ghost.

Gift: Resentment lollipop.

Evaluation: It is said that modern people like classical weirdness. You are so lucky that you really ran into it.

Personal experience: When the oppression of the feudal era was concentrated on women, the terrifying resentment would give birth to the most terrifying evil ghost... (to be unlocked)"

It rose by 1 point again, great!

Wu Wen saw Hong Yuan's rising favorability, and the disappointment just now was instantly thrown behind him.

Giving gifts to little girls really works. No wonder I gave gifts to girls when I saw them dating when I was in school!

Wu Wen returned to his cubicle happily.

No, it's time to sleep. I have to go to the interview and change the dressing tomorrow. I have to sleep a little longer tonight.

Wu Wen closed his eyes and didn't care about the human skin and the axe on the ground.

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Wu Wen was weak due to excessive blood loss. In addition, he was too excited to see the reward after waking up at twelve o'clock in the evening, so he even forgot to eat dinner.

It was because of this that he almost didn't wake up the next morning.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Wu Wen opened his eyes with difficulty. He felt that his eyes seemed a little swollen, and his stomach was so hungry that he wanted to starve to death in bed.

Wu Wen sat up. The sky outside was bright. There was a window in the cubicle for light, but the window was too small and the light was not good, so the room was still a little dim.

The wound on the left shoulder should have recovered well, because the wound has begun to itch, but the current state is not good. I am thirsty and hungry.

Plain noodles are not filling, and there is no nutrition at all, which can't meet Wu Wen's needs.

Wu Wen climbed up with his right hand on the ground, then opened the door and started to wash and cook.

The medical expenses were paid by Huabei, so he still has about 200 yuan left.

If I had known that I could come back alive, I would not have eaten that barbecue.

After Wu Wen washed up, he took out the rice cooker, boiled the hot water, and then lit a cigarette.

In the early morning, I don't know who has hung the quilt on the balcony.

There are even clothes, underwear, and bras.

There is no fear of being stolen!

Wu Wen took a look and then turned his head away.

The aroma of tobacco washed his trachea, and the combination of carbon monoxide made his head a little dizzy.

For an old smoker like him, it is usually the first cigarette in the early days that will make him feel dizzy and relieve his addiction. As for smoking at other times, it is not because he wants to smoke, but because it is a habit.