In the gust of wind, the sudden knocking sound echoed in the "Wild Pigeon" bar, making the players who played cards, mahjong, bargaining, and waiting to dance involuntarily quiet down.
At this time, Shang Jianyao commented with a smile:
"Really polite."
Long Yuehong was stunned at first, and immediately realized what Shang Jianyao meant:
The door of the "Wild Pigeon" bar was not closed at all, and there were two wooden baffles that could move freely.
"It's a bit strange..." Jiang Baimian echoed.
Pannania, the leader of the "Mountain Fox" bandit group at the door, was also a little nervous, but there was a more ferocious and frightening existence in the bar, so he finally signaled one of his subordinates and pushed open the door that only existed in the middle of the door frame. Wooden bezel.
On the street outside, the light of the street lamps illuminated part of the area, and a dark shadow flashed through it and entered the area ruled by night.
Pananya breathed a sigh of relief and laughed:
"Which kid is tricking?"
With laughter, he led thirteen men out of the "Wild Pigeon" bar. The two wooden baffles bounced back, swayed a few times, and gradually stopped.
Seeing that nothing happened, the poker player began to roll out the chips in front of him again, the mahjong player blindly found out what the cards were in his hand, the bargaining and the target gradually reached an agreement, and the waiting dancer asked the bar owner, Cai Yi, if there would be a big storm tonight because of the strong wind. , the rain and snow fall, and the dance floor is not open.
Jiang Baimian also retracted his gaze and turned his attention to the pool table beside him.
Shang Jianyao had already set up the billiard balls and pulled out a wooden pole.
He wiped his clubhead, leaned down, and assumed an unusually professional pose.
One word, handsome!
"Yo, it's quite good." Jiang Baimian commented with a smile.
In the next second, Shang Jianyao shot out and hit the white cue ball.
With a bang, the white ball flew up and smashed into the pile of red balls.
The red balls scattered, jumped and rolled, and one of them fell into the net bag.
Jiang Baimian looked at it with a dull expression, and couldn't help but ask:
"Have you never played?"
"I've only seen them play." Shang Jianyao answered truthfully.
In Pangea, not every floor of the "activity center" has a billiard table.
There is a 350th floor where the university is located, but there are so many waiting people that it is really impossible to grab it if you don’t have the skills.
"What about you?" Jiang Baimian turned to look at Long Yuehong.
Long Yuehong shook his head:
"I've only seen others play."
"Ha, I'll teach you. With your eyesight, wrist strength, and body control, this is easy to get started with." Jiang Baimian suddenly became interested.
She then looked at Bai Chen aside:
"Xiao Bai, can you play?"
She remembered that when Bai Chen was in Weed City, he was no stranger to bars, dance halls, and nightclubs. Obviously, he would wander in these places from time to time, looking for opportunities.
And such places, some will separate a special billiard room.
"Yes." Bai Chen replied succinctly.
"Then let's play a game and demonstrate to them." Jiang Baimian took out a club and threw it to Bai Chen.
The two ladies played billiards, while Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong watched while listening to them explain their skills and rules.
In this round, Jiang Baimian won Bai Chen by a small advantage by relying on his wide-open attack and precise grasp of the route and strength.
"You are really a little mill king." Jiang Baimian praised with a smile.
What she means is that Bai Chen is very good at defense, and always puts the ball in a position that makes her uncomfortable and awkward.
This also means that this round was "grinded" for a long time, and the bar owner Cai Yi was busy with other things and prepared the first food:
Canned lunch meat.
Cai Yi took out the lunch meat inside and cooked it in the air fryer for a full eight minutes, making both sides a little crispy and the grease oozing out.
This made the aroma of the lunch meat more and more obvious, and even the four members of the "old-tone group" who were tired of eating canned food sniffed their noses and had an appetite.
They held chopsticks, took a piece of each, and took a bite, feeling that it was much more delicious than the normal way of eating:
It not only has the fragrance of fried food, but also avoids the original greasy.
"Not bad." Jiang Baimian praised after eating a piece.
Shang Jianyao, who was eating the second piece, nodded in agreement:
"We...do...develop...too little..."
In this way, they sometimes ate the food that was brought over, and sometimes played billiards while educating and entertaining.
After dinner was over, Jiang Baimian decided not to give Shang Jianyao a chance to dance because the wind was still strong outside. He took the canned food that was exchanged for the residual value of the laptop and led the three members of the "Old Tune Group". Leaving the "Wild Pigeon" bar.
Shang Jianyao turned back one step at a time, and went out the door reluctantly.
"It's not too windy..." He walked to the street and commented.
"Ah, what did you say?" Jiang Baimian raised his hand and touched his ear.
Long Yuehong and Bai Chen also didn't hear Shang Jianyao's words clearly because the wind was really strong.
People are about to fly, not to mention the sound
They put their hands in their pockets, shrank their bodies slightly, and walked towards the "Youmeng" hotel.
The light of the street lamps and the black night appear alternately, the stall owners on both sides have all returned to their homes, and the street is quiet.
It was so quiet that Long Yuehong felt a little nervous in her heart.
After walking for a while, Jiang Baimian's eyes, who had been observing the surrounding situation, suddenly solidified.
She saw a signboard diagonally ahead. On the signboard, many small light bulbs formed five words:
“Wild Pigeon Bar”
"This..." Jiang Baimian stopped.
"This is the arrangement of fate." Taking advantage of the wind getting smaller, Shang Jianyao made a "narration" in a magnetic baritone.
"Fuck you!" Jiang Baimian replied with a serious expression, "Looks like there is a big trouble."
She, Jiang Baimian, has never lost her way since the transplant operation and the auxiliary chip!
And most importantly, they didn't notice the anomaly beforehand.
Long Yuehong's spirit has tightened, and the whole person is in a state of high alert.
Shang Jianyao explained to Jiang Baimian seriously:
"It's scientifically called 'Ghost Beating the Wall'."
Hiss... Long Yuehong suddenly felt a chill behind her.
"Maybe we haven't left, just wandered outside." Bai Chen said his guess.
Her expression was also a little dignified.
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"Don't be nervous. Soldiers will come to block it, and water will come to cover it. Let's go first and see if there is any change, and see if the problem is inside, outside, or ourselves."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shang Jian Yao had already walked to the door of the "Wild Pigeon" bar and slapped the two wooden baffles.
"boom"! "Bang!" "Bang!"
At this moment, Jiang Baimian's first reaction was not that this guy was really big-hearted, but that he had an idea that scared himself:
"The knocking sound we heard in the bar before was not made by the current Shang Jianyao, right?"
This idea is too absurd, and it involves time that human beings have not understood more about, and was quickly rejected by Jiang Baimian.
She didn't say any similar guesses, because she knew that it would definitely scare Xiaohong and make him overly tense.
This is not a good state.
Soon, the wooden baffle was opened, and the bar owner Cai Yi appeared in front of the "Old Tune Group".
Phew... Jiang Baimian secretly sighed in relief, repenting for a second for his cranky thoughts just now.
— She remembered that the door was opened by a member of the "Mountain Fox" robber group after the knocking sound.
It seems to be a simple "ghost hitting the wall", bah, why do I say "ghost hitting the wall"? "Ghost hitting the wall"... Illusion in the direction of distance? Jiang Baimian had a vague guess.
"You guys, why are you back? Something has fallen?" Cai Yi asked in confusion.
The wind outside became stronger again, and it became difficult for people to hear the humming.
"Go first." Jiang Baimian pointed to the inside.
Before waiting for Cai Yi to respond, Shang Jianyao turned his body and "slipped" into the bar from the other side.
There's a big gap... Long Yuehong couldn't help but sighed, and her spirit was not so tense.
He passed over Cai Yi normally and walked into "Wild Pigeon".
The third is Bai Chen, and Jiang Baimian is in charge of breaking the queen.
After all the staff were in place, Jiang Baimian glanced at the wooden baffle that gradually stopped swinging, and asked Cai Yi:
"How long have we been gone?"
She had an estimate of the approximate time and wanted to check with Cai Yi.
This is both a trial and a verification.
"Just three or four minutes." Cai Yi looked back at the wall clock near the bar.
"That's no problem." Jiang Baimian initially confirmed that his judgment on time was not confused.
As soon as she finished speaking, a black shadow flew in from above the wooden baffle and fell heavily to the ground.
boom!
Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked over at the same time and found that it was a bloody corpse.
His eyes were wide open, frozen in extreme panic, the clothes on his body were tattered, one arm was missing, and there were obvious bite marks on his neck.
It was like meeting a hungry cannibal beast.
…
Nanke View.
Wearing black hair, wearing a white robe, and tying a hemp rope, Zhou Yue is sitting cross-legged on a futon, facing the dragon symbol in the shrine, reading the old world scriptures organized by the sect—all of which are related to hallucinations .
Around her, several "dream attractors" and many "dream fans" were either reading the Bible or concentrating on prayers, but no one made a sound.
After a while, a "dream-inducing person" got up, walked up to Zhou Yue, and asked her for some classic interpretations.
Zhou Yue replied peacefully.
Suddenly, in the shrine, the surface of the fragmented mirror that formed the dragon symbol flashed a faint light quickly.
Zhou Yue's heart moved, and she raised her head subconsciously and looked over.
Her gaze froze.
Around her, including the "Dream Man" who asked her for advice, most of the figures gradually disappeared, and only five people actually existed.
…
In the "You Dream" hotel, Aino, the proprietress wearing a gorgeous long dress, is shrinking at the front desk, using three electronic devices at the same time.
Right in front of her is the original computer, which is playing old world episodes. She is holding a palm-sized machine with lines of text on it, and to her right is the latest portable computer that Shang Jianyao and the others paid for. There are some patterns, text and data running at this time.
Intoxicated, Aino suddenly raised his head, straightened his body, and looked at the door.
A gloomy wind blew in.
Zizizi, the electric lights in the hotel dimmed strangely, and dark shadows loomed out of the window.