The three were advancing in the wind and snow.
Xiao Lan and Hua Yan didn't speak, only Long Shiren kept creating opportunities to chat with Hua Yan, even if Hua Yan simply said "um", he could keep on talking.
It fully demonstrates what is called the awkward chat skills of social people.
Nothing happened along the way, not even a crisis.
It seems that this place is really just a barren snowfield.
On the way, the wind and snow kept increasing.
Xiao Lan and the two were okay, but Long Shiren was already a little unbearable at this time. His entire face was turned purple from freezing, and his mouth, which had been unwilling to stop like a machine gun, had to stop.
After another while, Long Shiren was really dying.
He collapsed into a ball and squatted and said: "Two... Two big guys, I, shall we find a place to hide and hide from the wind?"
Hua Yan kept on moving forward, her tone still lazy: "I'm not interested, I don't mind if you want to."
But obviously he won't accompany him.
Long Shiren was about to cry: "I, I don't want to hide at all. It's super comfortable to blow a hair. I like it the most."
It seems that God heard the call from Long Shiren's heart.
Soon after, when the three of them walked over a small snow slope, Long Shiren cheered: "The house!!! The house!!! We are saved!!!"
Xiao Lan looked forward, and a small wooden house appeared in front of him.
The house looked rough, there were no windows, and there were a few cracks in the wall, but it was already a very reliable shelter from the wind compared to this snowy field.
Unlike Long Shiren's excitement, Xiao Lan and Hua Yan just looked at this wooden house that suddenly appeared.
They still remembered that they weren't surviving in the snow, but in a dangerous playground, and they also entered a room that was obviously problematic.
How to find clues here is the most important question before them.
But... Looking at it so far, this house is the most special existence here.
If you want to find a clue, you have to go in once no matter what.
Putting the clues and traps together, even if the players know that there is danger there, they have to step in in order to clear the level. This is really the evil taste of the crow teacher.
The three of them still entered the house.
Although there is some air leakage, the room is still dry and warmer than the outside.
There is a bit of rudimentary furniture in the room, and there is a rough fireplace made of clay, with some firewood next to it, which looks like it can be directly heated.
When Long Shiren saw the fireplace, he ran over to take on the task of ignition.
He studied tremblingly for a while, and finally lit the fire.
"Huh..." He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that he was finally alive, and began to nest next to the fireplace pretending to be a roast chicken.
Xiao Lan looked indoors, trying to find a clue.
Suddenly, he felt a sensation of being peeped, but he couldn't find the source of his sight, which seemed to come from many places at the same time.
In the next instant, the line of sight disappeared.
He glanced at Hua Yan next to him.
Hua Yan Xiuli's brows frowned slightly, and she glanced around the room for a moment.
It seems that she should have also noticed the line of sight.
The three moved in the room.
Xiao Lan and Hua Yan each chose a different direction, looking for clues without breaking the river.
Long Shiren seemed to be integrated with the fireplace. He leaned against the fireplace tremblingly, and the mountain and the sky couldn't separate them.
Xiao Lan and Hua Yan didn't expect this guy to make any contribution, so they let him go.
No one spoke in the room for a while, only the sound of wood burning, accompanied by the wind and snow outside.
The wind and snow became bigger in this short period of time.
The biting cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the wooden house with a sharp whistle, which not only brought bone cold, but also caused the flames in the fireplace to sway. Frightened Long Shiren hurriedly added a few more pieces inside. firewood.
The surroundings were getting colder and colder, and even Xiao Lan felt a chill.
How far is this drop? Even the physique of advanced players can't stand it anymore.
Even a layer of hoarfrost formed in the wooden house.
The temperature drop continues.
"Hi... Why is it getting colder and colder?" Long Shiren murmured.
He pulled a shabby blanket from the side to wrap himself up, and his whole body was almost stuck to the fireplace, but he was still shivering, obviously still feeling very cold.
Xiao Lan moved her hands and feet, obviously feeling a little stiff in her movements.
Hua Yan's fingertips also began to turn red, and there were frozen red spots on her exposed calf.
It wouldn't be nice to keep going like this, maybe the three of them would really die here in the cold.
Seeing their movements, Long Shiren pointed to the invisible blankets piled up next to him and said, "Well, should you put up a blanket, a blanket..."
Xiao Lan looked at Long Shiren who was shivering in the blankets, and wondered about the heat preservation ability of the blankets.
And this cold method obviously cannot be solved by keeping warm alone, leaving here early is the main thing.
Xiao Lan shook her head: "No need."
Long Shiren persuaded: "Brother, don't be demeanor and not temperature. You can't be handsome and can't be a meal."
Xiao Lan looked at him, and then, in Long Shiren's sight, turned the [Emperor's New Clothes 2.0 Version] into a long winter suit with fur collar.
Waterproof, windproof and frost-resistant, the style is simple and handsome, let you say goodbye to long trousers, the best choice for men in winter.
… In fact, Luo bought it for him before, and Xiao Lan subconsciously reproduced it.
Not to mention, it's quite warm.
Long Shiren looked at Xiao Lan, and then at his torn blanket.
It's amazing to be tall! So handsome! Advanced players are amazing!
Um... I call you, dad, dare you agree
He looked at Hua Yan in a little black dress again: "Sister Hua Yan, use this from me, I'm getting hot for you."
At this time, I still don't forget to tease my sister, this guy is really a man.
Hua Yan blinked, curling her lips and chuckles: "No need."
Then she took out a cigarette with a slender filter tip from the storage space.
Hua Yan swallowed the smoke gently, and the smoke began to interweave around her as if under her control, and finally turned into a thin robe like smoke, with some mysterious patterns on the robe, obviously more than just keeping warm A usage.
Hua Yan, who is in the smoke at this moment, looks more beautiful, just like a queen.
Long Shiren: "..."
There is only a broken blanket, and a junior player who relies on shaking for heating is really humble...
He had to add more firewood to the fireplace.
The howling wind and snow are even bigger, and the simple wooden houses are almost blown apart.
Xiao Lan continued to look for clues in this small hut.
There is really nothing here, the furniture is all old and dilapidated, and no strange marks can be seen.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan knelt down to look at her feet.
In the cracks on the floor, he seemed to see something reflective, which was being mixed in the dust, making it difficult for him to see clearly.
Xiao Lan didn't dare to use [Dalit's Bone] for fear that it would be destroyed by accidental fire.
He took out the long-lost [This is a poisonous dagger], carefully reached into the gap in the floor, and took out the reflective object.
It was a small shiny fragment, reflecting light on the front and a gray coating on the back, which looked like a mirror.
Why is there a mirror here
Xiao Lan checked the neighborhood again, but found no other fragments.
It's like being cleaned up here, and this small fragment fell unintentionally.
"Knocking, knocking—"
At this time, there was a knock on the door abruptly outside.
who is it
In such a wind and snow, who can trek all the way to knock on the door
And they didn't hear any footsteps at all, this knock on the door appeared abruptly.
Long Shiren trembled.
He scanned between the two high-level players with his eyes, hoping which one would come to solve the scene with a show operation.
Seeing that there was no movement in the room, the knocking on the door became more intense, and he seemed to want to smash the door directly.
Through the gaps around the wooden house, Xiao Lan looked outside.
There was no one outside the door.
But now there are many figures on the snowy field. These figures are walking in the wind and snow. Their movements are stiff, but this level of wind and snow seems to have not caused any obstacles to them.
Long Shiren panicked and said, "This, what is this—"
Hua Yan also saw it, she propped her chin with one hand: "It seems that we have a lot of guests."
As their voices fell, the knock on the door became more violent, and the dust accumulated on the door panel was shaken to fall.
The door panel creaked overwhelmedly, as if it was about to be unable to hold it.
Long Shiren shook again: "Me, me, what do we do?"
Xiao Lan: "Hit or run."
Long Shiren: "..."
He also wanted to persuade the two big men to be more serious.
Unexpectedly, Hua Yan took out the mirror and started to sort out her curly hair, looking like she was indulged in her beauty.
On the other side, Xiao Lan also sat leisurely on the chair in the corner of the room, playing with the dagger in her hand with a relaxed expression.
The two of them looked like they were ready to welcome the guys outside to come in and open a party together.
Long Shiren was going crazy, he had to get up and look for clues in the house by himself.
Regardless of the coercion of the two big brothers, he rummaged through everything in the house, leaving the unnecessary things to one side, making the room dusty.
It seems that newcomers always have unusual luck.
He lifted the carpet in front of the fireplace and saw a closed secret door underneath.
With joy, he rudely broke the lock of the secret door, threw the broken lock aside, and opened the door smoothly.
Long Shiren raised his head happily: "Secretly! We can escape now!"
Unexpectedly, he met two pairs of eyes.
One pair is clear and the other is charming, but they are all the same indifference.
Long Shiren: "What's wrong with you...?"
Xiao Lan played with the dagger, flexibly letting the blade shuttle at her fingertips: "Have you ever heard of being a tiger?"
Long Shi either stiffened: "You... what are you talking about? Brother Xiao and Sister Hua Yan, let's run and leave soon."
Hua Yan stopped her hair arranging hand, she turned the mirror around, and said to Long Shiren with a faintly smoky voice: "Don't worry, why don't you show up in the mirror?"
Long Shiren followed her movements to look beyond the mirror in her hand.
In that delicate vanity mirror, there is a fireplace, a carpet, and an open door but—
Without him.
Xiao Lan put away the dagger and no longer used the smooth surface of the dagger to look at Long Shiren.
He took out the pale bone stick: "Have you read the book written by the crow? In his writing, it is difficult for people who die of ghosts to find peace. They often turn into ghosts and help ghosts to hunt the living. people."
"You smashed the original mirror in the room? There is nothing that can reflect light here, did you deal with it in advance?"
Long Shiren was full of anxiety, and he waved his hand hurriedly: "No, it's not like that. There are only three of us here. This is definitely a trick of ghosts. Don't be deceived."
Hua Yan took out the cigarette again, this time the cigarette was obviously different from before.
She breathed out a smoke ring gently, with a joking tone in her tone: "You are the one who found the wooden house, you are the one who led us to the wooden house, you are the one who lights the fireplace, and you are the one who found the secret path."
"Mr. Long, are you a little too good?"
Xiao Lan drew closer to him: "What's more, where are three people here, obviously there are people everywhere."
After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the seemingly empty roof.
Before, he checked the whole cabin with the reflection of the dagger.
The ceiling is full of dense figures hanging upside down. Their looks are different, but their eyes are filled with pale eyeballs.
With a penetrating smile on their mouths, they stared straight down.
It seemed that a certain truth had been revealed, and the knocking outside the door stopped.
The violent wind and snow also calmed down.
The interior fell into a brief tranquility.
Long Shiren's face was pale, he lowered his head: "They forced me... I don't want to be like this..."
He looked at Huayan with a pained expression: "Sister Huayan, I don't want to hurt you... Believe me, this road is real, you go quickly, and you won't be able to leave when the guys outside come."
Xiao Lan glanced outside the house.
At this time, those stiff people were very close to the hut, and all the sights were full of people.
Seems to be irritated by Long Shi's behavior as a traitor.
The speed of the figure outside suddenly accelerated, and even the ceiling of the wooden house also heard a constant rustling sound.
Upon seeing this, Long Shi's eyes were desperate: "It's too late, it's too late..."
As soon as his words fell, the door of the wooden house was kicked open vigorously.
A group of people who described as withered, sunken eyes, and ragged clothes stared at their gray eyes, with the light of hunger in them.
This is obviously not a living person anymore.
They rushed towards the people in the room.
Even Long Shiren, the second and fifth boy, never let it go.
The attack started in an instant.
An icy hand grabbed Xiao Lan's head, fingertips flashed with a sharp cold light, as if he wanted to lift off his Heavenly Spirit Cap directly.
If you can't lift the Tian Ling Gai, you can lift his hairstyle into the Mediterranean Sea.
How can a real man be Mediterranean!
Xiao Lan flashed sideways, and swiped a stick with her backhand.
The dark purple Dalit flame instantly reduced this hand to ashes.
It seems that these guys' defenses are not very good, which is really gratifying.
On the other side, Hua Yan let out smoke gently.
After the smoke entered the air, it turned pink, spreading instantly, and permeating the entire hut.
The hunger and thirst in the eyes of those who were exposed to the smoke instantly increased several times, and their eyes became more fierce.
But strangely, their fierce eyes turned to each other, biting each other, as if each other was a tender and juicy steak.
This smoke seems to attack indiscriminately.
After Long Shiren came into contact with him, his eyes became blurred, he looked at Hua Yan affectionately, and tried to rush past her.
Even if he is in a besieged by ghosts.
Xiao Lan glanced inadvertently, and almost got sick with that look.
However, Xiao Lan was also exposed to the smoke, but did not feel any changes in herself.
Seeing Xiao Lan’s state, Hua Yan’s tone was a little surprised: "Oh, I didn’t respond to my mist of lust. In my mist, lust, appetite, lust, lust, lust...everything They all have different tastes. The stronger the desire, the more crazy the smell will be."
"And you... are interesting, don't you have any desires?"
Xiao Lan thought about it during the interval between hands.
What I long for is probably-poverty.
Why, is it poor that it deserves to have a taste
What is the situation of being too poor to be excluded from the world of desire