At night, the fog tonight looks thicker than before, layer upon layer, as if it has a solid body. Judging from this change, it seems that every time the reincarnators stay here, the fog here will be thicker. From when they first came in, they were as light and thin as a gray veil to now, the visible distance standing in the thick fog has been reduced to Only half a meter.
The wind was very strong outside the window. Even if the reincarnators stayed in the room and closed the doors and windows, they could still hear the sound of the strong wind blowing on the windowsill. Some plants in the small garden outside were uprooted and hit the windows. Seeing Tan Li was heartbroken, he simply buried it in Xiao Li's pocket, out of sight.
Xiao Li was still sitting on the sofa before, but he couldn't stand the gossip stares from Wen Wenwen and others from time to time.
When Wen Wenwen talked to him earlier, he gave the other party a speechless look, and when he heard the other party ramble on again, he couldn't bear to change the subject.
But strangely, why did he not immediately clarify
According to his character, if it was normal, he should have made it clear. So what about this time
Do you think those people are too boring to clarify, or...
The boy thought, his eyes drooped, and his long and narrow tail eyelashes fell, covering the confusion in his eyes.
The voices of the rest of the discussion came from the sofa, and someone got up from there, walked towards Xiao Li, pulled the chair beside him and sat down.
Xiao Li listened to the sound of the seat beside him, did not raise his eyelids completely, but just in this posture, looked to the side, and caught a glimpse of the young man's sharp jaw.
Seeing him look over, Shen Mizhi paused: "What are they laughing at? I've been looking at you all day."
In fact, he also looked at himself. From the afternoon to the evening, the reincarnator's eyes wandered between Shen Mizhi, Xiao Li and Wang Huai from time to time. Biting towards the forehead directly engraved on the two characters "watching a play".
Wang Huai is really innocent. He heard the rumors and told Wen Wenwen the truth, but the people who eat melons are more willing to believe what they imagine.
When Xiao Li heard his question, he said impatiently, "You."
Shen Mizhi:
Xiao Li became even more anxious and filled out the words word by word: "They are laughing at you."
At first, Shen Mizhi had some doubts. He was taller than Xiao Li, and with his posture, he just saw Xiao Li's black hair on the back of his neck. The teeth marks there had faded. The skin is the same, but if you look closely, there are still some outlines left.
The young man blinked, as if he understood. He licked his teeth, only to feel that his heart started to itch again.
Want to print another one, or something more obvious, like a hickey.
After half a minute, Shen Mizhi also laughed, and the jealous aura from last night disappeared in an instant.
Xiao Li was anxious in his heart. Seeing his happy appearance, he didn't let him go so easily: "...What are you laughing at?"
The smile on Shen Mizhi's lips continued: "Myself."
Xiao Li stared at him for a while, and finally felt that he seemed to be a little too serious. He turned his head, stopped looking at each other, and concentrated on writing and drawing on the small yellow book.
His hair was a little long, and it was not cut before. It was covered in front of his forehead, and his lips were slightly pursed. This did not have the usual sense of distance.
Shen Mizhi sat on the side, took a pen in his hand, swiped on his fingertips, pretended to be writing something, supported his chin with his right hand, and looked at the person next to him.
What Xiao Li drew on the little yellow book was the picture in his memory, as well as the clues given by the fortune teller.
Previously, he asked other people and found that everyone had different dreams last night, and there was even a night without a dream, which made his speculation about Atlantis come to nothing.
Peeps, body shape variations, parental changes, the capriciousness of the townspeople.
Xiao Li wrote these words.
Well, why don't you go tomorrow...
At the moment when the tip of his pen flicked, Xiao Huangben was shocked.
A line of writing came up: [Baby, why didn't you clarify your relationship with Shen Mizhi just now?]
[Are you going to be tacit, or do you simply not care about this aspect?]
Xiao Li: "..."
He missed his pen for a while and fell in the air, but luckily he caught it in time and didn't fall to the ground.
Xiao Huangben has been quiet for a long time recently, but I didn't expect it to come up again now, and it's such a sharp topic when asked.
Xiao Li didn't answer, and Xiao Huangben's questions popped up one after another.
[I know he likes you very much, so what about you? do you like him?]
[I haven't seen you for a long time. It's him who has been with you all the time. Now, do you like me more...or him?]
Xiao Li looked at this line of words, and his body tensed for a moment, and now he can't care about other things. He can't answer this question now, so he closed the small yellow book directly, and did not read the other party's next words. .
Therefore, he couldn't see the light-colored eyes of the man behind him looking at him. His eyes were distant and distant, like the stars with immortality in them, like anticipation, like impatient waiting, and like some kind of deeper emotion.
…whatever you want, tell me and I will give it to you, so stop running away from love like this, look at me, hug me.
good or not
Late at night, early in the morning.
Jin Handong tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep. Her room was next to the dead Hetian. It was okay for the reincarnators to gather together before, but staying alone in the room like now, the silence made her unable to sleep.
During the day, the reincarnators also discussed that it might be better to live together, but they were afraid that things that would kill Tsuruta would end up in the same pot. In the end, the votes were summed up and they chose to sleep separately.
Imagining Hetian's death, Jin Handong took a long, deep breath to comfort himself.
Her bed was near the corner, the window was on the opposite side of the bed, and the bed was facing the door. She thought for a moment, then simply got up from the bed, moved the bed, and changed the layout of the room so that she wouldn't see the door as soon as the door opened. myself in bed.
After doing all this, Jin Handong also felt a little tired. She lay on the bed, turned on the light, and was ready to fall asleep like this.
But the moment she closed her eyes, she felt something was wrong.
She trusted her intuition extremely, cold sweat broke out from the back of her head immediately, and she took out all the remaining three life-saving props without hesitation.
This is the instinct of human beings to face danger. No matter whether the props are useful to this dungeon ghost, her first reaction can only rely on these.
Yes... Is someone spying
Who will it be
Jin Handong's brain was running fast, she clenched the props in her hand, she opened her eyes, trying her best to control herself not to look for the source of her gaze, and she just stood still.
In the drawer, there was a slight friction sound, like the friction of clothes when turning around, and the drawer was opened little by little.
Wanna see
Jin Handong asked himself, do you want to see it
See now, run out of the room, isn't it... too late
Her heart was pounding, and she even thought her heart would jump out of her mouth alive.
never mind!
Jin Handong gritted her teeth and chose the diametrically opposite decision. She slowly closed her eyes and pretended that she didn't hear such a voice.
She chose not to watch.
After a while, Jin Handong could hear the back and forth friction in the drawer, but nothing really hurt her.
After a night passed, Jin Handong stayed on the bed all night. After confirming the movement of other reincarnators walking back and forth at the door, she did not open her eyes directly, but first shouted when there were footsteps in the corridor: "Is there anyone outside? ?"
After Wang Huai responded, she opened her eyes and told the other party what happened last night.
The rest of the reincarnations rushed over to hear the sound, Wen Wenwen looked at her: "The sound in the drawer?"
"Yes, but I really heard the sound from here last night." After a sleepless night, there were many bruise-like shadows under Jin Handong's eyelids, "I didn't go to see it, I pretended that I couldn't hear it until now."
"So doesn't it mean that as long as we perceive the sense of prying, we can't be killed if we don't open our eyes?" Wen Wenwen said.
Xiao Li reached out to open the drawer in Jin Handong's mouth. There was nothing in it, it was a simple empty drawer. He closed the drawer and pulled it out again, repeating this cycle twice.
Jin Handong said in the sound of the drawer opening and closing: "If this is the way of life, why didn't we leave this copy?"
As long as you find the hidden way of life, you can complete the task. Judging from the timeliness of the dungeon rules, this may only be a short-lived way of life, only for a certain ghost, but not the way of life in the entire Lostland town.
"Damn," Bruce scolded a foul language in a vent, "how does this town seem to survive? Could it be that there is something we haven't discovered about Xu Jiaheng?"
"He is a plot character, and things started from him. His mother also changed... I have to ask him how he was last night, but I think he is very suspicious. Could it be that he was possessed by a ghost? already?"
"It all feels like... 'peeping', 'peeping', right! Could it be that movie theater? Let's revise the script, does it seem feasible?" Kersia suddenly said the question she had been thinking about for a long time.
"Who wrote the script for this movie?" Wen Wenwen said this, and Fuzhi asked in his heart, "Will this be the key to survival? Modifying the script... is survival! We are in a movie? Is Lan Mi Town the name of the movie?"
Xiao Li stopped opening and closing the drawer in his hand and glanced at him: "Good idea."
Wen Wenwen: ? ?
He held back for a while, but couldn't hold back: "What's with your tone of praise like 'the dog can go to the toilet by itself, good boy'?"
Xiao Li: "Huh? I don't keep dogs, I keep cats."
Wen Wenwen roared: "I got the wrong point!"
Xiao Li: "Cough, I mean, you can go and find out who wrote the script."
In a normal movie theater, the director, actors, screenwriters and other creative personnel will be written after the movie is shown, but the problem is that they did not see the end of "Peep" at all, and the posters are not marked with these. If you want to find out, The reincarnators can only go to the cinema one more time.
Wen Wenwen quickly made a decision. He discussed with the others for a while and decided on the next itinerary, but before deciding, he asked Xiao Li wisely, "Let's go together?"
Xiao Li said, "I'll go somewhere first, and I'll find you later."