It is natural that a hot spring hotel can be used as a resort environment. The sunlight outside the window spills into the house, accompanied by the breeze in the mountains, blowing in a fresh smell from the mountains and forests. If you are a real traveler, you should be tempted to go out for a breath of fresh air at this time.
It's a pity that the players don't have such a mood, they are busy looking for a chance to survive.
Strangely, the five people on the other side who claimed to be coming to the party did not seem to have any intention of enjoying nature. During the player's communication, Xiao Lan learned that none of them saw those people go out.
Gu Shengan even said that they went back to the room after breakfast and never came out.
What do they want to do
The players split to find clues.
Xiao Lan held Luo and planned to use his ability to find out what these people were discussing. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked upstairs, he happened to meet Yang Degao, the old dean of academic affairs, who came out of the toilet. He was still alone.
Xiao Lan put on the kind of student-like smile that the teacher liked most: "Hello, Teacher Yang."
Yang Degao saw that he was a fair-skinned, handsome young man with a fresh smile, his tight shoulders relaxed a little, and he nodded to Xiao Lan, "Hello."
Xiao Lan pointed out the window: "Teacher Yang, the weather is really good today. The fresh air is so comfortable, why don't you go for a walk?"
Yang Degao smiled unnaturally: "Hehe, it's been a long time since I saw the students, let's reminisce about the past."
Xiao Lan: "The relationship between your teachers and students is really good."
"Yeah, okay, okay." Yang Degao still smiled, but his eyes kept drifting towards the room, showing a bit of impatience to get out, "I have been thinking of me for ten years, they are all good kids."
Xiao Lan stared at the subtle changes in his expression: "Then, the girl on the phone yesterday is also Teacher Yang's student."
As soon as this sentence came out, Yang Degao's expression suddenly changed. He trembled suddenly as if he had been shocked, and his limbs subconsciously prepared to put on a defensive posture.
As if he felt that his reaction was too radical, Yang Degao forced himself to stand up again, frowning and holding his hands in the style of the dean: "Young people, sometimes too much curiosity is not good."
Xiao Lan looked very innocent: "I think they all know that girl, but they don't call her to party together. It must be a bad relationship. That girl seems very pitiful."
Yang Degao showed an unpredictable expression: "Don't just look at the surface when you look at people. How do you know if what appears to be a victim on the surface is actually?"
After finishing speaking, she went into the room without waiting for Xiao Lan's response.
What does he mean by this, suggesting that the problem is actually Gu Mo? Or is it deliberately confused
While there was no one around, Xiao Lan put Luo on the ground, and the black shadow sneaked into the room of a few people through the crack of the door, and then retracted again after a while.
Luo jumped on Xiao Lan's shoulders and leaned in his ears and said softly, "Sir, they are all in their own room, but they are sitting motionless."
Xiao Lan is even more strange, what are these guys doing. Yang Degao said that they are retelling the old, but each person has a room. What kind of mentality is this way of retelling the old
At dinner time, the players came to the restaurant.
Today’s dinner is still rich, and the five people from the classmate’s reunion next door have arrived early. They are sitting neatly and even opened a bottle of wine that looks very valuable. The dishes in front of them look better than the players. There are a lot of advanced ones here.
The players were eating in the middle of a meal, when the people at the table next to them suddenly enthusiastically came up to toast.
Fu Wenbo held two glasses of wine in his hand and handed one of them to Xiao Lan: "Come on, we are destined to come here at the same time for vacation, I toast you a glass."
Xiao Lan glanced at him, and the smile on his face remained a little stiff, as if it had taken a lot of effort to support it.
Meeting Xiao Lan's gaze, Fu Wenbo's mouth twitched again, barely keeping his smile, and when Xiao Lan finally reached out to take his drink, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Lan calmly handed the wine to Luo, and after Luo checked, he nodded at him to indicate that nothing else was added in it. But Xiao Lan still just made a fake move and didn't drink it down.
This is a world full of ghosts, nothing else, not necessarily without traps that are invisible and intangible.
When Xiao Lan was drinking, Fu Wenbo stared at him unblinkingly, until he watched him pretend to swallow, he smiled pleasantly and said sincerely: "It's nice to know you!"
Xiao Lan smiled at him inexplicably, "Me too."
On the player's side, everyone was caught toasting, and they corresponded one-to-one according to gender. In addition to Fu Wenbo and Xiao Lan, Cheng Lang toasts to Gu Shengan, Yang Degaojing to Zhao Fan, Du Yuhui and Zhang Jie toasts to Liu Yiyi and Tong Qing respectively.
It seems that the players have all drunk, but in fact it is hard to say how many really are.
After drinking Du Yuhuijing's wine, Liu Yiyi, who became very strange today, gave her a meaningful smile, staring at her unblinkingly, and it seemed a bit ghostly.
Seeing Du Yuhui's shoulder shook, he just found an excuse and fled.
night.
Xiao Lan sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about the information he had received today, while trying to make Luo Luo show her hairy belly and lull him.
Ten minutes later.
Finally, thanks to Xiao Lan's unremitting efforts, his sinful paws are about to reach out to the fluffy and soft belly—
"Tick—"
The sound of water sounded abruptly.
Xiao Lan retracted her paw regretfully and looked at the sound.
The sound came from the direction of the corner of the door.
I don’t know when there was a water stain on the ceiling over there. The water stain spread upward from the part close to the ground unscientifically, and it is slowly expanding. As the water stain expands, there are gradually water droplets from the most central place. It drips down and makes a sound on the wooden floor.
And the water stains on the ceiling, the more enlarged, the clearer the outline, gradually getting longer from the fuzzy shape, like a woman with disheveled hair and hanging head, even her ten fingers are about to appear.
Xiao Lan frowned and stared at the water stains: "It's leaking, I can't sleep tonight at this rate of spread..."
He jumped directly out of the bed, put on slippers and went out, leaving water stains on the ceiling that were not fully formed. Luo shook his tail, followed in Xiao Lan's footsteps, and briskly jumped out.
Water stains left:...
Look at me! Am I not scary! Give me another five minutes to guarantee you a brand new experience like never before! !
Xiao Lan went out to find a toolkit and returned again.
He ignored the increasingly hideous water stains on his head, and directly found the water main gate of the room—closed it. I also did some maintenance on the old main gate, and then smoothly waterproofed the old pipe next to it.
As a pauper who lives in an old house to be demolished all the year round, repairing water pipes is a commonplace. Sometimes it is too late. The easiest way is to turn off the main gate.
Come out again to see, um, the fruit is not dripping anymore.
Luo tilted his head: "Sir, how do you know this is effective?"
Xiao Lan: "She spends so much time and effort to get a lot of water stains. It should be done through this method. So I was thinking what would happen to him if the water pipe was turned off."
Luo: "What if it doesn't work?"
Xiao Lan was rightly confident: "Then run. You see she is so slow when she gets a water stain, and she will definitely not run fast."
Luo: "..."
It's just a short slip.
At this moment, Xiao Lan's mobile phone on the bedside suddenly turned on, and a bloody APP appeared on the screen where the tape was stuck. Obviously no one is operating the phone, but the APP started by itself, and then—
Five seconds passed...
Ten seconds passed...
Thirty seconds passed...
The APP is running hard, but still can't jump out of the startup interface.
Then, the broken phone screen flickered, and it turned off automatically overwhelmed...
What's the situation now
Xiao Lan scratched her head: "I'm sorry, my mobile phone is a copycat machine in the supermarket lottery many years ago. Normally, even a WeChat can't run. Only the functions of phone calls, text messages, and flashlights can still be used."
APP is autistic.
But this guy went on to add another sentence: "Would you like to wait for five minutes or so, after it restarts, you can try again?"
APP:...
Oh shit! ! Will you die if you buy a new phone! ! !
The author has something to say:
Copycat: Blame me.