Seeing that Xiangnu kept questioning the two paper figurines, the other missionaries thought that Xiangnu had some ideas and clues about the two paper figurines, so Wang Qiaoqiao hurriedly asked: "Xiangnu, are the two paper figurines the identity of the two paper figurines?" What's the problem, you know?"
Xiangnu gave her a strange look, and said slightly: "I'm blind, even if I knew them before, if they didn't mention it, I can't put them into the identity of people I know."
Wang Qiaoqiao was a little disappointed when she heard the words, and sighed: "Then why are you so persistently asking about the identities of those two paper figurines..."
Xiang Nu didn't speak, but curled up and twitched his fingers a few times like spasms.
why…
Probably because, those two paper figurines are his parents? He is curious
Xiangnu did not lie to Wang Qiaoqiao. Without knowing the development of the dungeon, he did not meet his parents, so he did not know the identities of the two paper figurines.
But who made him the core of this ghost domain? Everything here is open to him, and he is full of unreality for things he has not experienced, but he does know the whole picture of every story and the identity of every ghost.
Even so, it is naturally impossible for Xiangnu to tell Wang Qiaoqiao the truth, so he raised the corners of his lips stiffly and perfunctorily, and said lightly: "Because I have asked him many times, but this guy just ignores me, I am very sorry Not happy."
"Is it just because of this reason..." Wang Qiaoqiao was quite speechless. She looked at Xiangnu's expression carefully, and couldn't tell whether he really thought so or just perfunctory them.
Feng and Jia coughed lightly, and seriously pulled the taskers to discuss the dungeon: "Obviously, the key clues of the dungeon are all concentrated on the hearse. The most urgent thing is that we have to find a way to find the hearse." Just come out."
"How do we find it? We don't have any other clues about the appearance of the hearse except for a time reminder. Whether the time reminder is present or not..."
This is indeed a big problem.
Everyone leaned or sat beside Ren Weiliang's bus, thinking to themselves.
Xiangnu picked up his doll-like younger brother, wiped the dust off his face, carried him to the car and placed him on the first row of seats.
After putting away the raccoon, Xiangnu also returned to the taskers, and seriously discussed the customs clearance method with them: "Actually, there are still some clues... For example, the opportunity for the appearance of the hearse may be due to a transaction, or it may be due to A sacrifice brought by Ren Weiliang."
"By the way... it still has a smell." Qingfeng reminded everyone.
He looked around and said thoughtfully: "After Ren Weiliang entered the hearse realm, he couldn't smell the blood in the box anymore, because the two paper figurines asked him to put the contents of the box into the hearse , so after excluding the possibility of the sacrifice being swallowed directly after entering the hearse domain, it means that the hearse domain itself has the ability to isolate the smell."
"Ah, that's not right. Rather than saying that the hearse cuts off the smell, it would be more accurate to say that it makes people who enter the hearse lose their sense of smell."
"How can a good person lose their sense of smell?"
"A dead person, or a soul body, can you be considered a decent person?" Xiangnu asked.
Everyone looked at him quietly for a few seconds, Ren Weiliang asked with an ugly face: "What is a dead person?"
"The living people shouldn't be able to see the hearse, right?" Xiang Nu was genuinely confused: "Isn't it that only the dead can see the things of the dead?"
Ren Weiliang gritted his teeth: "But you can't say that. If it is said that only the dead can see the hearse, then if we want to find the hearse, we have to commit suicide first?"
Xiangnu said softly: "I didn't ask you to commit suicide, what I mean is, we may have some way to make us appear in a state of suspended animation, and then enter the hearse. It's not that we really want to commit suicide and become a real Dead people. If you have to be really dead to see the hearse..."
Xiangnu paused and did not speak, but the others came over with their bodies.
Feng Hejian pursed his lips, deliberately gave Ren Weiliang a sideways glance, and said indifferently: "Then what is this one who has entered the hearse?"
Ren Weiliang looked at them with a smile on his face, and asked, "What do you mean? Doubt my identity?"
Xiangnu looked at him strangely, and Ren Weiliang, who was being stared at by him, was full of uncomfortable feelings. Xiangnu said: "It's not interesting, I just want to remind you, think before you speak, don't rush to talk. Start questioning what other people say."
Ren Weiliang touched the pocket of his trousers, took out a card, lowered his head and said coldly: "I will return the same words to you, if you still expect me to drive you out, and you don't want to be killed by me directly, you'd better not Say something else that makes me very unhappy."
Wang Qiaoqiao clenched her fists and complained fiercely in a low voice: "It's too rampant, even a murderer is too rampant!"
Feng Hejia smiled strangely, pressed her fingers on the face, and then put it down again, she said indifferently, dissatisfied: "Okay, don't waste time arguing..."
She looked at Xiangnu, her eyes flickered imperceptibly a few times, and then said: "Actually, your opinion just now is not comprehensive. For example, if it is true that only the dead can see the hearse, then what is Ren Weiliang doing?" Falling into a state of suspended animation? No matter whether it is active or passive, he obviously has no memory in this regard. If calculated according to this point, our journey to find the hearse will come to an impasse."
Xiangnu raised his eyebrows, noncommittal: "It's just a guess, let's look around the station first, and then we can talk about it."
Everyone looked at each other, Wang Zhihui had been quiet for a long time, she stood obediently behind Wang Qiaoqiao, pulled her skirt in silence without saying a word, Wang Qiaoqiao opened her mouth, and whispered in Wang Zhihui's ear: "Xiangnu sometimes gives people The feeling is really nagging, like talking nonsense, but I feel... what he said seems to be true."
Wang Zhihui raised her eyelids and stared at her. Wang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but fall silent when she saw her like this.