Seeing that the time has advanced to the sixth day, the people in the room seem to have no clue, but they are not completely lost.
"key."
Gu Meng threw the long-handled key to the center of the dining table, resting her chin on her folded arms.
Because he slept late last night, he is still a little sleepy now. He said without energy: "The latest clues we have obtained so far, if we figure out the purpose of the key, we may not be far away from escaping."
Wen Lei picked up the key with interest and checked it, and did not forget to flatter him hypocritically: "It's been hard work, if it weren't for a few big bosses who stepped forward to take risks, we would not have obtained such a key item."
He fumbled for the key over and over again, then stopped, hissed strangely, and said, "But then again, where does this key open? Didn't the female ghost give any hints?"
Gu Meng shook his head, expressing that he had no idea, he leaned his face on his arm, closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap.
Bo Ye leaned back on the chair, propped his chest with one hand, and said lazily: "Woman... oh, she only cares about whether her red wedding dress is good-looking enough, she doesn't know about other questions."
In front of this domineering man who seemed to come out of the president's essay, Wen Lei suppressed his urge to nod and bow, and said: "... Boss said it well."
"..." Bo Ye glanced at the opposite side, ignored him, and continued, "But since the key to the whole game lies in Miss Ding, the key must be related to her, so let's sort out the places in the ancient town that are related to Miss Ding. There are only two places where the key can be used."
Bo Ye changed his sitting position, pointed to his feet, and said, "One is here, Ding Zhai."
He put two fingers up and put a tick on the top of his head, making a rabbit shape, and said in a soft voice: "The second is the place I just visited yesterday, Tuji Buzhuang."
"Brother Ye, you guys just escaped from death, and you have to go back?" Pan Peter almost dropped the meat bun in his mouth, then lowered his head in distress, and muttered, "Maybe it's just to spit on him when you go back, but this time You have to take me..."
Bo Ye picked his ears, but didn't understand for a while: "Wait, what Q?"
"Spray him Q." Peter Pan blinked and said, "Penta Kill, isn't my pronunciation not standard?"
"..."
Unlucky boy.
Bo Ye waved his hand at him, indicating that it was all right.
Dressed in a heroic horse outfit, Mo Chunying was the first to stand up and express her opinion, saying: "I will never go back, that fat man has become my shadow for the rest of my life, I would rather sit here and wait for my brain to be hammered than step into it." Take a step in Buzhuang."
Xiaojia Biyu patted her hand aside, giving silent comfort.
"There's no need to go back to Buzhuang."
At this time, a soft male voice came from the side of the hall.
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see Enjin sitting on a pear wood chair, holding a cup of jasmine tea in both hands, blowing on it, and taking a sip, with a dignified and elegant posture.
He added: "There is no need to go back, there is no exploration value there."
Bo Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you know?"
Enjin glanced at him shallowly, and said silently in his heart, because the NPC had already been killed by him.
But he didn't say this publicly, he subconsciously thought it was inappropriate.
In the last game, he was eager to let others admit his special ability, but now the big brother En just wants to wait and see what happens, and don't tell the people around him if he is not sure whether this ability is a good thing or a bad thing.
"If you're worried, you can try it." Enjin put down the teacup and said, "Boss Tu suffered a blow yesterday, and he was either injured or disabled. The shop may not be open."
Hearing this, Bo Ye thought for a while, the scene of Enjin pushing Boss Tu into the wall with one hand yesterday was vivid in his memory, that blow was really ruthless.
"If you can't find the exit before tonight..." Bo Ye got up, glanced at his gauze-wrapped left hand, and said calmly, "Miss Ding will come back again, and invite the next one to go to the grave to play wild dick, everyone, be mentally prepared .”
Gu Meng propped her head and sat up: "I'll order a DJ version of "Leaving People Tears"."
Tang Zhi looked at Gu Meng and said, "Don't be skinny."
Wen Lei was so stimulated, he quickly slapped the table and got up, and greeted: "Let's go! Everyone act! Even if Ding's house is turned upside down today, we must find the corresponding lock."
At the end, he yelled to boost morale: "Chong Duck!"
Xiaojiabiyu looked at Wen Lei, smiled awkwardly, and said softly, "Everyone, do your best, we've come this far, I hope you can get out safely."
The remaining players walked out of the front hall one by one.
Peter Pan walked behind and chatted with Mo Chunying: "Sister, do you think it will be my turn tonight?"
"What if it's your turn?" Mo Chunying pouted at the four tall and handsome figures in front of the corridor, and said, "Don't you still have four amulets?"
Peter Pan was stunned for half a second, and when he realized it, he couldn't help but smile happily and foolishly, "That's right."
After finishing speaking, he scratched the back of his head embarrassingly.
Mo Chunying didn't know what to say to his stupidity, so she shook her head helplessly.
"Hey, sister." Pan Peter said again, "In what order is this female ghost arresting people? Why can't I understand? Even Brother Ye has been recruited. It seems that it has nothing to do with ability, it's all luck Bar?"
Just as Mo Chunying wanted to discuss this matter with him in detail, the people in front suddenly braked one by one, blocking the aisle and not moving.
They are walking on the south corridor, on the right hand side are the four guest rooms where the player lives every night, and on the left hand side is the square courtyard.
Strips of dyed cloth hang in the air and flutter in the wind, obscuring the view.
Mai and Wen Lei in front noticed the movement behind them, looked back, and said at the same time: "What's wrong?"
Mai asked, "Why didn't you leave?"
All eyes were on the tall man who suddenly stopped in the middle.
Xiaojiabiyu looked at Enjin, as if she had sensed something, and then she moved her eyes to the courtyard calmly, and tightened the goose yellow silk scarf in her hand.
Enjin raised her eyelids indifferently, picked up the front of her coat, and turned her head to look down the corridor.
Lined up along the corridor are large dyeing vats. The dyeing vats are full of thick dyes of pure color. They seem to be discharged in disorder. In fact, if you look carefully from east to west, you can see the order in which the dyeing vats are placed—
Red, moxa green, navy blue, pink orange, fruit gray...
Enjin turned around to face the corridor, raised her foot and stepped on the stone chair by the aisle, bent slightly, and quickly scanned the dye vat below.
After he confirmed it, he said with a mocking smile in a soft voice, "The order of the dyeing vats has been changed."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then, their reactions varied. Some people immediately understood what Enjin meant, while others didn't understand it after a long time.
"What's wrong?" Wen Lei didn't understand why the atmosphere suddenly became dignified, with one hand on his hips and the other scratching his head, "It's just a few tanks, is there a problem?... Hey, I said, don't talk to each other."
Peter Pan didn't understand anything, and stood against the wall arm in arm with Sister Mo Chunying. He opened his round eyes nervously, looking at this and then at that, his eyeballs rolling around.
Gu Meng noticed the colors in the first three vats, and she knew most of them—
The order of death is right under everyone's eyes, coming and going but not easy to be noticed.
He looked at Enjin and asked, "Do you still remember the location of the dye vat at the beginning?"
Everyone once again focused their attention on Enjin.
I saw the big lady in women's clothing still stepping on the stone chair with her elbows resting on her knees. When she lowered her eyes, the corners of her eyes were particularly obvious. She was cold and elegant, with a hint of sarcasm in her expression.
I don't know who I'm mocking.
Enjin has a photographic memory, even if there are some scenes that she has never paid attention to deliberately, as long as her eyes have swept over those places, they will be permanently engraved in her memory. emerge.
"There are so many dye vats in the yard, let's just talk about the first four." Enjin said concisely, "On the first, second and third days, the order is red, green, yellow and blue."
"Day four, red, green, blue, yellow."
"Yesterday was the fifth day. We returned from Buzhuang to Dingzhai in the middle of the night, and the order has become like this."
At the end, Enjin pointed out bluntly: "There is a tank, which has been moving backward in the queue."
Enjin turned her head to look not far away, Xiaojiabiyu's face was completely pale at this moment.
"A girl, it must be very hard to do this kind of physical work alone?" He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, the corners of his eyes were bent, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and said, "Miss Huihui, who is weak and sick."
Sooner or later, everyone gradually understood. Wen Lei looked at the dye vat at the end, which contained bright yellow paint, so thick that it seemed to be solidified.
Wen Lei then looked at Xiaojia Biyu, and saw that the other party was wearing a light yellow cheongsam, which complemented her gentleness and beauty. She was shaking all over, her face was red and pale at times, and she was sweating profusely.
"The yellow dye vat has moved from the third place to the fourth place, and now..." Wen Lei mumbled, still a little dazed, "Put it in the last place..."
Everyone thought of Xiao Jiabiyu who was so tired that she couldn't go out two days ago. Everything pointed to something, which couldn't be more obvious.
Everyone had complicated expressions on their faces, and no one spoke for a while. A gust of autumn wind passed through the corridor, causing everyone's clothes to fly.
At this moment, Bo Ye's low cry drew the attention of the others, "Candi!"
I saw a thin and nimble figure stepping on the stone chair, stepping on the railing, leaping down the corridor, grabbing a wooden stick leaning on the nearby dyeing vat, and striding towards the dyeing vat at the end of the yard with an imposing manner.
Tang Zhi held the wooden stick tightly with both hands, and when he was approaching the dye vat, he kept walking, raised his elbow above his head, shouted loudly, swung the wooden stick and chopped down.
Vigorous, crisp, and flowing movements, as beautiful as the final fatal blow in a sixteen-year-old kendo competition.
The half-person-high dye vat shattered under the huge impact, and the yellow dye exploded like a pulp, splashing all over the ground.
Tang Zhi's cheeks were splashed with bright yellow dye.
The people on the promenade watched this scene and stood in place, obviously shocked. All this happened too fast and they were powerless to stop it.
Only Xiaojia Biyu slowly slid down along the wall, squatted on the ground, hugged her head, looked around in disbelief, and gradually screamed, intermittently at first, and then with a shrill cry.
An ominous dark cloud hovered over Ding's house, and for a moment only the heart-piercing cries of a woman could be heard.
Amidst the cries, Tang Zhi turned sideways with the wooden stick in one hand, turned his head to look at the collapsed woman on the corridor, her noble and beautiful face was so cold that there was no trace of human breath.
Tang Zhi raised his hand, pointing at Xiaojiabiyu with a wooden stick, and his clear, youthful voice said without any ups and downs, "You will be next."
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There may be another update today, and the next chapter will end on Golden Day.
Xie Yibo, everyone who has been silently feeding the nutrient solution, the four sons were well watered.