If you want to find another place to live in a foreign country, it must be a lot of money.
Fortunately, they paid the group fee in advance, and the tour group solved the problem of the destination for them.
It's just that the accommodation is really shabby.
The specifications of the hotel are probably only better than that of the youth hostel. It is a bungalow with only three floors.
Nanzhou and the others were assigned to the big bed room at the end of the corridor on the third floor, and a box-spring bed was added to make it a triple room.
The wallpaper is slightly black because of the dampness, and in some places it even seeps the green of moss, giving off the fishy smell of anti-moisture.
Outside the only window, there is a small balcony of less than 1 square meter. It is narrow and small. The bottom is not so much an alley, but a ditch dedicated to throwing garbage, leaving a faint rotten smell.
It's winter in Tyrande, and better yet, if it's a really hot summer, they'll probably be no different from sleeping in a junkyard.
The balcony was less than a metre away from the balcony of another budget hotel.
Because the buildings are crowded against each other, like bird cages, the sunlight and moonlight that can penetrate through the windows are really limited, and only a thin layer of symbolic layer can be sprinkled on the ground, which is better than nothing.
Fortunately, although Nan Zhou has a stern and dignified indifference, he is well supported and has no complaints.
He put a second-hand Thai dictionary under his pillow that they had just bought from a street stall for 20 baht.
Because in that [Mystery Book], except for some special esoteric symbols, most of them were written in Thai.
Without the instructor teaching face-to-face, Nan Zhou had to learn from scratch.
Jiang Fang knew that he had to work hard at night, so he hid a small packet of candied walnuts under his pillow to encourage him.
After the lights were turned off, Nanji Xing, who had been trapped in the storage compartment for a day, finally had a chance to come out to let the wind out.
After going through the pursuit of thousands of people, the story of Nanzhou and the others following a honey glider with them has spread.
The three of them used pseudonyms to carry out the task, and the risk was not low. If they were to show off with such a distinctive living creature as Nanji Star, it would be better to report directly to the big name showdown.
One master and one pet stole walnuts from under the pillow to eat, orderly and orderly.
There were two crackling sounds in the darkness, one after another, as if there were two little mice in the house.
Jiang Fang put his hand on Nan Zhou's waist and gently stroked his flexible waistline.
He didn't know what the feeling of love was, but he just felt that after crossing the threshold of heart, the world was much broader and fresher.
In this way, with his ordinary skin-to-skin blind date, I feel very at ease in my heart.
Nan Zhou was addicted to studying and knocking walnuts. Seeing that Jiang Fang liked his waist so much, while chewing the candied walnut kernels, he took the initiative to send his waist and buttocks back, and sat on Jiang Fang's thigh. , to make it easier for him to touch.
Jiang Fang: "..." Well, this is a little bit more than expected.
Li Yinhang slept on the extra bed by the window, which was soft and spacious.
She spread the money one by one and pressed it under the pillow to help her sleep.
But for some reason, she always thought about the man named Shao Mingzhe.
It wasn't because of the coins he left behind, or because he stopped the head from rolling towards her intentionally or unintentionally.
He also showed a pair of eyes in front of Li Yinhang, not to mention his liking.
She just thought... he was familiar.
It was an indescribable, wonderful feeling.
While Li Yinhang was thinking hard, a small head suddenly came over from the side of the bed.
Nanjixing stole a candied walnut, threw it by her pillow, and ran back in full swing, for fear that Nanzhou would rob all the walnuts if she ran too slowly.
Li Yinhang laughed softly.
Although he brushed his teeth, Li Yinhang still picked up the half walnut, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes.
At this time, the three groups of six people participating in the dungeon are all in different rooms on the same floor.
If the "Lifang Ark" and the others were considered the top student group, the young couple would be regarded as the standard student scum group.
They secretly recorded with their mobile phones in the shed, and planned to take a shortcut and come home to forcibly hug Buddha's feet.
It is best to master a craft through surprise supplementary lessons like Nan Zhou did.
It looks like a scumbag who is too lazy to listen to lectures in class and imagines that he will work hard after class.
But I don't know if it's a malfunction of the recording function, or something else. The voice of the head descendant chanting the mantra was full of murmurs, like a hoarse whisper, like a fingernail scraping against the eardrum, it felt extremely. uncomfortable.
Without the blessing of the incantation, the incantation sound in the later stage simply turned into a strange sound of thorns.
As the spell progressed, the young couple seemed to smell the peculiar smell of burning living things.
The stench pierced the nose, and it was quite unpleasant to smell it.
They were still aware of current affairs. When they realized that the atmosphere was not right, they hurriedly turned off the recording. They stared at each other for a while, and finally realized that they paid 200 baht for this trip, and they really did nothing. , I didn't even catch some soup.
Cao Shuguang said in frustration, "Daughter-in-law, go to sleep."
Ma Xiaopei opened the window a crack to let some air out, and then turned on the light.
The couple had a big heart and sighed for a while. After realizing the fact that they were rookies and the other party was also, they relaxed their hearts and fell asleep soundly.
As for Shao Mingzhe's room, it was completely dark.
Shao Mingzhe was the first among them to return to the hotel.
However, even when he was alone, he was still dressed in that heavy, tropical outfit, and he didn't even take off his mask.
He turned on the faucet and used rust-smelling water to slowly wash the cracks and blood from his knuckles.
The 200 baht was indeed stolen by him, from a thief.
So when he met Li Yinhang's questioning eyes, he didn't try to explain anything.
He would have done it.
After wiping the blood off his hands, he walked back to the bed quietly and silently, like a nocturnal animal.
He sat upright, turned up on his back, and said to himself, "Sleep."
After giving this order, he rolled over and fell down, pulled the quilt, and closed his eyes, as if it was a rigid procedure that requires careful study to execute.
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Li Yinhang woke up from his sleep.
She went to the bathroom in a daze, and when she came back and lay down, six or seven of the drowsiness disappeared, and she had to spend a lot of time thinking about it.
She slept under the curtains, so she could see the shadows of the trees and moon outside the window, including the shadows cast by the security windows, very clearly.
Outside the tulle curtains, a wild cat tiptoed silently past the edge of the balcony.
She was not surprised.
Before going to bed, she heard long and short wild cats meowing, and there are many fly taverns nearby. Kitchen waste is sent in and out every day, and there are hundreds of wild cats that can be fed.
She stared at the curtains, continuing to simmer sleepily.
At this moment, she saw an extremely bizarre situation—
A person about 1.6 or 7 meters in height, imitating the cat's posture just now, with the back arched, and on all fours, crawling from their outer balcony.
The huge shadow was sent across the curtain, and the visual impact was too great. It looked like a giant, crawling over Li Yinhang's body.
Li Yinhang's original drowsiness had accumulated to eight points, so he was numb to this shadow for a while, and did not realize what it meant.
When she realized that the shadow crawling outside in the middle of the night was actually a person, she didn't even scream, she rolled sideways, and rolled off the bed with a bang.
Looking at the figure who was about to crawl away from the window, he turned back with his hands and feet on the ground, and looked inside through the half-packed balcony and a thin layer of gauze curtains.
He only showed a dark head, but it was enough to remind people of the appearance of all the terrifying facial features on this face.
Li Yinhang got up from the ground, and before he had time to panic, he put a hand on her shoulder.
That was Jiang Fang's hand.
And Nan Zhou had already squatted at the foot of the bed silently.
The more than ten years of growing up in Never Town have trained him to be extremely sensitive to danger perception radar.
In his sleep, he even realized the arrival of this shadow earlier than Li Yinhang.
Nan Zhou grabbed the long trench coat and draped it over his shoulders, then his body moved.
When Li Yinhang saw him again, he had stepped on the window with bare feet, lifted the screen, and twisted the wrist of the crawling human outside.
Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang also took this opportunity to see the whole picture of the people outside the window.
-The man they didn't know, but he didn't see an inch in the middle of the night, imitating a cat, twisting the window and crawling out of their window.
He was naked and white, like a big snow-white snake.
However, the man's strength was not small. After being controlled by Nanzhou, he broke his arm with a click, and then rushed straight towards Nanzhou. He looked like a living zombie and wanted to bite Nanzhou to death. on the spot.
Unfortunately, this attack was too childish for Nanzhou.
It only takes a moment for him to wring the man's neck, without even waiting for him to open his mouth.
But in the man's eyes, Nan Zhou saw a strange circle of strange colors that seemed to have been rendered with oil paint.
… Such a color, he had seen yesterday in the dancing mouse's eyes that the Descendants cast down.
Nan Zhou raised his hand and grabbed the bewitched man's neck, raised his hand and slapped him twice, making sure that he was a painless man, and he just kept biting forward and kept him in a safe place of no more or no less. Within the distance, he began to look for a way to escape from the many patterns in his mind.
Don't let this man turn into a mad rat, find a place to bump into something and die.
But it is not so easy to let go.
The "Mystery Book" said that black dog blood can be used, but it is not easy to find a black dog to get blood.
It is also said above that reciting the Heart Sutra or Tao Te Ching also has an effect on restraining the head.
But Nan Zhou wasn't sure if this would be able to release such a person who had fallen into a deep depression right away.
The last solution is the most simple and rude, and the most once and for all.
Kill the caster, or destroy the caster's artifact.
Too bad he couldn't get away.
Nan Zhou was facing this innocent human who wanted to eat his own flesh and sleep his own skin. He was thinking about a solution, and suddenly heard the wind in his ears, which came silently from the side.
Nan Zhou originally thought that there were two people who had been hit by Fantastic Fall. The two planned to have a not-so-smart cooperation against themselves. Who would have thought that before he had time to turn around, his hand was suddenly empty. When he reacted, the The living zombies had already rolled downstairs with the people who came.
It turned out to be Shao Mingzhe.
From the height of the third floor, he just fell straight down, and neither Shao Mingzhe nor the monster seemed to feel the pain.
Zhongjiangren's calf fell in three different directions, but he still didn't forget his mission, and he was about to bite Shao Mingzhe's neck when he opened his mouth.
Not to be outdone, Shao Mingzhe picked up a wooden stick from the ground and let Zhongjiang people bite it.
Nan Zhou: "… "
He held the window frame and studied for several seconds before he was sure that Shao Mingzhe wanted to help himself.
He raised his eyes to determine where Shao Mingzhe came from.
… He was on the balcony two rooms away from them.
Even if it is a quick jump with a run-up, there is at least a distance of 7.5 meters in the middle.
Although Nan Zhou also has such a jumping power, it seems unusual that Shao Mingzhe can jump so far in one jump.
Nan Zhou was a little distracted, until Jiang Fang's voice sounded behind him at the right time: "Can the person who surrenders not be too far away from the person who accepts it?"
Nan Zhou blinked, jumped and jumped, and he was already standing on the opposite roof.
-Since Shao Mingzhe helped him control the surrendered person, he could also let go of his hands and feet to find someone.
Moreover, what they can use at hand is not just to lower their heads.
Nan Zhou decisively released the S-rank item [Lamier's Eyeball] he won in the arena.
An eyeball that could share the vision with Nanzhou rolled around, moving at high speed, walking along the side of the corridor in the hotel, and squeezed in one by one along the crack of the door to check.
Li Yinhang was shocked and stumbled to the window, just as he saw Shao Mingzhe and the biting naked man who scared her half to death in the alley.
She said in a low voice, "shall we help him?"
Jiang Fang did not move. He looked at Shao Mingzhe from a height and narrowed his eyes slightly.
His external conscience is not at home now, so Jiang Fang wants to see what kind of person this weird lone ranger Shao Mingzhe is.
As early as when he met Shao Mingzhe, Jiang Fang had quietly closed everything about Shao Mingzhe in his eyes.
In Jiang Fang's eyes, he was far more suspicious than the young couple.
Getting out of the car and walking alone, grabbing money alone, and going back to the hotel alone are all in line with his lone ranger style.
But when he took the initiative to admit his identity in the car, stopped people for Li Yinhang, gave Li Yinhang coins, including his sudden action to help Nan Zhou, compared with his proper style, it seemed a bit nondescript.
Why did he choose to be alone and deliberately stay away
If you want to integrate into the collective, why do you want to keep people thousands of miles away
Is it to hide the truth, deliberately arouse other people's interest in him, or is there another reason
In the face-to-face close-quarters fight, Shao Mingzhe's mask was torn off by the mad recipient, and his woolen cap was also knocked crookedly.
His true face was revealed for the first time.
It's just that in the cramped alley, full of the stench of garbage, with no moonlight, only the surrendered person can see this face clearly.
He is neither ugly nor disfigured.
On the contrary, his facial features are extraordinarily heroic and straight, and even the three white eyes, under the reconciliation of his handsome facial features, have weakened into a cold and proud look, rather than being fierce and outrageous.
His skin is darker, but there are strange facial lines on his cheeks.
His forehead, which was covered by the woolen cap, has an inverted triangle of golden flow lines, two horizontal, cat-whisker-like golden lines on the left side of his cheeks, extending all the way to the base of his ears, and three almost symmetrical horizontal golden lines on his right cheek. , Under the reflection of the small waters formed by the rotten garbage, there was a thin shimmer, and his eyes became bright golden pupils.
Shao Mingzhe's mask was torn off unexpectedly, and after a while, his face changed greatly, and his heart attacked with anger.
He hates to be seen in his face.
His eyes sank, and he slammed the struggling living zombie face down into the sewage, pressing the chin of the surrendered man with one hand, and forming a lock with one arm, hugging his neck.
Li Yinhang looked very familiar with this action, and instinctively felt that it was not good, and shouted: "Don't-"
At this critical juncture, Nan Zhou jumped off the roof and returned to the balcony.
He didn't know that he almost died just now, so he probed his head and said to Shao Mingzhe, "Okay, stop."
Shao Mingzhe actually stopped.
I don't know who I heard from either of them.
In Nan Zhou's hand, he was holding a white paper figure about the width of a palm, with a head-dropping spell painted on his face, and a thin needle pierced into his head.
He rotated and pulled out the ox-hair needle on it.
And the unfortunate man who was strangled in Shao Mingzhe's arms suddenly pulled out twice like a convulsion, and no longer struggled to the death, his body slumped and softened into a pool of mud.
"No one is here. Only the paper figurine who cast the spell was found." Nan Zhou softly explained the origin of the strange person who climbed the window in the middle of the night, "He is a guest of the hotel next door."
He just came to Tyrande on business, and in order to save money, he found a cheap hotel.
The paper figurines were vividly drawn, and the lips were particularly bright in the thin moonlight, as if they had been coated with oil.
Jiang Fang took it over, studied it, and guessed, "corpse oil?"
Li Yinhang shivered in disgust.
"Probably." Nan Zhou didn't change his face, "The man who descended put corpse oil in the mouth of the paper figurine. Perhaps, he wanted him to bite me or any of us."
If the corpse oil is taken, Nan Zhou is afraid that there will be no cure for medicine stones.
Although the reason is unknown, it seems that they are going to be killed.
During the conversation between several people upstairs, Shao Mingzhe put the unconscious unfortunate in the garbage heap, put the mask back on his face again, only showing a pair of cold and indifferent eyes, and slowly walked out of the alley .
It was as if his help just now and his gaffe had nothing to do with him.