Early the next morning.
Xiao Lan and Gu Shengan were sitting at the table for breakfast, but Zhao Fan did not show up for a long time.
Several people from the class also came. Du Yuhui saw both of them and smiled ill-intentionally on his face: "How many friends do you still have? Why don't you come with you?"
Cheng Lang frowned and pulled down her sleeve.
Du Yuhui shook off Cheng Lang's hand: "What are you doing! It won't work if I ask?"
She turned around and stared at Xiao Lan and Gu Shengan maliciously, and said "you are dead" with her lips, her eyes filled with schaden pleasure and pride.
Xiao Lan understood that this person is the kind of guy who can make waves even without wind, and she will feel comfortable if she makes others uncomfortable. In short, it is the lack of social beatings.
Xiao Lan smoothly grabbed the chopsticks next to her and threw it towards Du Yuhui.
Du Yuhui only felt a cool breeze flying by her cheek, and then with a "beep", something hit the wall. She turned her head stiffly and saw a chopstick steadily plunged into the wall.
She paled, what is this guy? Martial arts master or genetic mutation
Xiao Lan looked at her: "Miss Du can't learn to speak human words, I can teach you."
Du Yuhui didn't even dare to let go, and walked away with a stiff face under Cheng Lang's pull.
At this moment, Zhao Fan walked in from the outside, his whole body drenched and exuding heat, as if he had fallen into a hot spring pool. He didn't go to pick up the meal, he just stood in the middle of the restaurant.
Zhao Fan lowered his head and said stiffly: "Tonight... No one... Don't even think... Leave..."
The voice was flat and hoarse, without the slightest breath of life, and the backs of everyone present chilled. The dining room was extremely silent for a while, and everyone was relieved to breathe.
After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he took a stiff step and turned and left the door.
"She... Really won't find us again?" Fu Wenbo asked in a low voice, worried.
"Why, you can't believe me?" Zhang Jie said dissatisfied.
Fu Wenbo confided: "No, no."
"Don't worry, it's definitely not our accident tonight." Zhang Jie finished speaking in a low voice, glanced at Xiao Lan with fear, and quickly left. She was not as stupid as Du Yuhui and dared to step forward to provoke.
After seeing a few people leave.
Gu Shengan asked Xiao Lan with a sad look: "Brother Xiao, what shall we do next? Tonight sounds like the last day."
Xiao Lan: "Go to Zhang Jie. Since Gu Mo will find us for the hands and feet, then she will solve it."
However, things were more troublesome than expected. Xiao Lan found that these five people were staying together at any time. They immediately entered the room on the second floor after eating, and then never left.
Although it’s not impossible to make a direct breakthrough... But Xiao Lan doesn’t know what the magic weapon is, and can’t kill the npc, so as long as this group of people stays up until tonight, Xiao Lan and Gu Sheng’an will be cold. Up.
Throughout the day, Xiao Lan hid on the balcony of the next room watching the movements of the five people.
Until the evening, he determined what was wrong. Although Zhang Jie didn't let others know the appearance of the artifact, nor did she tell others about the location of the artifact, she must have brought such an important thing with her.
Xiao Lan found that she pretended to be holding a pillow while watching TV this day, but her hand had never left the pillow, and she squeezed it with her hand from time to time, as if she was confirming what was inside.
In all likelihood, the artifacts are there.
Xiao Lan looked at Gu Shengan, who was bored and anxious next to him, and finally could only start to pick his nails. After thinking about his stubborn power that he can't even knock the door open, he gave up the unrealistic idea of letting this guy cooperate, and he turned to Luo: "Help me make a little movement, and it's best to attract them out."
Due to the presence of others, Luo was inconvenient to speak. The black cat who was originally entrenched on the table just nodded, turned and left the room, opening the door by himself.
Gu Shengan was shocked: "Where did you black cat come from? It's so powerful, it won't be a rare item."
Xiao Lan recalled the process of meeting Luo: "Um... I sent it to the supermarket when the unsalable goods were processed."
Gu Shengan thought he was in a lively atmosphere: "Haha, you are really humorous."
Seeing his obviously disbelieving expression, Xiao Lan shook her head.
These days, no one believes the truth.
After a while.
A thick black smoke spread out from the corridor, pouring into the room of five people, and even alarmed the smoke alarm. The water splashed out, and several people jumped up.
"what's the situation?"
"It's on fire!! It's all smoke outside!!"
"Let's... run?"
"What are you running! Don't panic, it's a coincidence that the smoke came. A few people went out to see the situation, Zhang Jie and Teacher Yang stay, and the rest will follow me to see."
After Cheng Lang finished speaking, he took Fu Wenbo and Du Yuhui out, leaving only Yang Degao and Zhang Jie waiting in the room uncomfortably.
Yang Degao was looking anxiously at the direction of the door. He was very old, and he didn't want to run with old arms and legs. He thought of the young man from last night again, and he was even more worried. He didn't think that he had been so respected and respected for most of his life, and he was caught by such a big deal at the end of his life. They don't want to do anything with magical artifacts, do they
Suddenly, Zhang Jie, who was sitting not far from him, fell down.
Yang Degao was startled, turned his head and said that Cao Cao had arrived.
Oh shit! why is it you again!
Xiao Lan smiled kindly: "Teacher Yang, once we are born and then we are familiar with each other, shall we be polite or just follow the process?"
Yang Degao took two steps back: "You, what do you want to do? I have already told you what I know!"
I saw the young man in front of me stretched out his hand and took the pillow from Zhang Jie’s arms, and directly pulled it apart, and took out a palm-sized idol from it. The idol was smiling, but it didn't make people feel peaceful and peaceful, there was only a weirdness. breath.
Yang Degao instantly understood what it was, and he shouted: "You can't do this! You will kill me!!"
Xiao Lan stretched out her hand and quickly covered his mouth: "Hush-Teacher Yang, have you forgotten, who is hurting whom?"
Yang Degao froze, but the desire to survive in his heart still prevailed. He couldn't let this person take away the magic weapon. Without the magic weapon, they... they would all die.
He thought of Gu Mo's weak and drooping head when he died, his pale complexion, and the disgustingly rich smell of blood when he broke down the body.
"You—" Before Yang Degao's words fell, Xiao Lan had already unceremoniously dazzled him with a hand knife.
Then, Xiao Lan simply carried Zhang Jie out of the window.
Left a miserable scene of looting.
Xiao Lan and Gu Shengan ran to the hot spring area and entered the locker room.
They didn't choose to go back to their own room. It would be very troublesome if they were entangled by the gang. They couldn't kill the NPCs and wasted time to tie them up one by one.
Looking at the sunset outside the window, it is not far from entering the night now.
Xiao Lan put the idol on the table, and Gu Shengan figured out a way to wake Zhang Jie.
Gu Shengan made a ferocious expression: "Say! How to unlock the magic weapon!"
Zhang Jie was still a little dazed, and was startled by Gu Shengan, but when she saw the appearance of the people in front of her and the statue of the god on the table, her expression changed and she remained silent.
Gu Shengan threatened her several more times, but Zhang Jie just stared at him, still not speaking.
"Damn!" Gu Shengan was a little annoyed, "Don't you tell me! Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Zhang Jie laughed disdainfully: "If you say that I will die. If you don't say that you die, even if you kill me, you will still die. Why should I say?"
Gu Shengan was angry, and was about to swear, but Xiao Lan stopped him: "Forget it, I didn't expect her to explain it honestly. Taking it away is only to prevent her from recurring. You are optimistic about her."
Xiao Lan picked up the idol and patted it directly towards the wall. With great force, a large hole appeared directly on the wall. The wall slammed down to reveal the brick wall inside, but the idol did not hurt at all.
The idol was smiling, as if mocking the inability of mortals.
Zhang Jie laughed when he saw it: "This is a magical tool made by the master himself. It is used for chanting every day. You can break it at will. Don't bother hahahaha."
Xiao Lan raised her brows: "Luo, let her shut up."
The black cat who came and went without a trace did not know where to find an old rag, and directly slapped it into Zhang Jie's mouth with his paw. The foul smell of age made Zhang Jie retching.
Gu Shengan clicked a thumbs up in his heart.
The setting sun on the horizon finally receded the last trace of vitality, and the gloomy darkness stained the sky.
"Tick—"
"Tick—"
The sound of water rang out of thin air in the locker room, faster than ever before. This is the dressing room. There is no water pipe at all, but water can already invade here, showing that Gu Mo's power is already very strong now.
Water stains began to appear on the ceiling at a very fast rate. I am afraid that within a minute, the entire space will be filled.
The room began to be filled with water mist, mixed with the unique sulfur smell of hot springs.
On the ceiling, the figure of the woman with disheveled hair is gradually becoming clear, and the abnormally drooping head is twisted little by little, and the front is about to be revealed.
Gu Shengan came with a crying voice: "Xiao, Brother Xiao... Water..."
Xiao Lan glanced at the unharmed idol, and slowly raised her hand. The fingertips are neatly trimmed, and the knuckles are slender, showing just the right skinny, looking clean and tidy.
Can't be destroyed by external force, then disassemble the head office directly from the material, right
[Poverty cannot limit my imagination] Open:
[Ability: Decompose all items touched by oneself]
【Remaining time: 00:04:59】
His hands lightly covered the head of the idol. The idol, which had been unscathed from the impact, was like a sandcastle encountering high tide, and it turned into dust as his hands pressed down little by little.
Gu Shengan: "Wow..."
"Um!!!" Zhang Jie stared in disbelief, her big eyes widened too far, how could it be possible! The master clearly said that no matter whether it is slashed with a knife or burned, it is impossible for external forces to destroy this idol! !
Facts have proved that in the face of poverty, any ghost is a paper tiger.
The system prompt appears:
"Destroy the plot props, Gu Mo applauds you"
"The poverty value increased by 3 million, Xiao Lanqiang showed her own style"
This is simply a surprise!
The violent wind blew across the locker room, and the diffuse water mist scattered all over the hotel. The gloomy and cold female voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears:
"Yang Degao..."
"Du Yuhui..."
"Zhang Jie..."
"Cheng Lang..."
"Fu Wenbo..."
"I'm back… "