"Dang—", "Dang—", "Dang—".
The men squatted on the bank of the river in twos and threes, and observed for another five minutes. The sky above the ancient town was getting dark, and the wooden stake should be as long as it should be. No matter how hard the crane-faced master of piling swings the hammer, the stake that determines whether the bridge can pass will not sink. No substantive progress, like a show.
Peter Pan was tired, stood up from the ground, and pointed at Master Helian: "He is an actor!"
other people:"… "
Children are really straightforward.
"..." Master Crane Face continued to swing the hammer without stopping.
Enjin folded the front of his large coat, and his soft male voice sounded like a dark wind at night: "This master may not be counted on. If we want to escape this game, we need a pile driver."
Everyone nodded, thinking that this method is feasible, but...
Gu Meng was originally squatting, but he patted his trouser legs and stood up, sighing, "Where can I find a pile driver?"
"It's impossible to find a pile driver." Looking at the dark river below, Bo Ye murmured absently, "There is a humanoid pile driver..."
"..." Everyone turned their attention to Bo Ye.
Peter Pan was naive and ignorant, looking around: "Pile driver in human form? Where is it?"
Enjin stood on the bank of the river with her arms folded, her tall body was tall and straight, the slits of the cheongsam trembled and fluttered in the evening wind. Hearing this, he and Bo Ye looked at each other, and they understood it almost instantly. Soon, the two men looked away tacitly.
Tang Zhi was the second one who realized it. Seeing that pretty little face flushed red in an instant, he took Bo Ye's hand and walked away. After they walked a certain distance, there was a vague conversation in the wind—
The shy and annoyed little milk voice: "Bo Ye! Dare to say anything! I hate you!"
"Did I say something wrong?" The smiling male voice sounded stern, "Baby, it's not like you haven't used it before, isn't it you who praise fast, deep and hard every time?..."
"..."
Now, everyone understands.
Walking along the faintly lit paper lanterns, everyone finally arrived in front of a mansion. There is a horizontal plaque above the rough and simple gate, with large characters of golden paint scattered all over it. Under the reflection of the white paper lanterns on both sides, the three characters of "Ding's Courtyard" can be vaguely seen.
The lantern hanging high under the eaves has never been extinguished, so it can be seen that this is the final destination of the players. Everyone stood outside and watched, looking at the surrounding environment. It may be due to the arrival of night, or it may be due to the remote location. There is no one on the north-south street in front of the door, and the wind blows smoke-like mist against the bluestone pavement.
Wen Lei vigorously wiped his hair that was blown messy by the night wind, and there was no lack of suspicion of being handsome in his movements: "Who hangs a white lantern at the gate of the compound? If someone is dead, he wants to go to the funeral or something? In my opinion, this house is so evil. Very, people can’t live in it.”
"Then you can sleep outside." Enjin was the first to walk up the steps towards the gate, and suggested lightly without looking back.
"Huh? You..." Wen Lei hissed, with his hands on his hips, annoyed that Enjin didn't save face for himself. But as soon as he saw the big guy's 1.9-meter-long slender back and his imposing appearance in a cheongsam, he didn't dare to really confront him.
With a sound of "squeak", Enjin pushed open the wooden door of the compound, and the first thing that came into view was the open square courtyard. There are shelves one by one in the courtyard, made of bamboo poles, about four meters high. Dyeing fabrics are hanging on the shelves, swaying in the late autumn evening wind. Tea brown, sky blue, official green, indigo dyed broken flowers, and the fabrics are colorful.
Several dyeing vats are placed between the cloth racks, and a wooden board is pressed above the mouth of the vats. Those boards can no longer see the original color, which is the same color as the dye underneath.
"It turned out to be a dyeing workshop." Xiaojia Biyu sighed secretly, while walking through the dyeing cloth with the people in front, while looking around curiously.
When she was halfway there, she flashed out of the corner of her eye, as if she had noticed something strange, she turned her head and looked to the left. A piece of red dyed cloth hangs from more than four meters above, and it is swollen by the wind. The lower part of the dyed cloth is fluttering, and a pair of small red embroidered shoes are exposed between the gap with the ground.
Xiaojia Biyu trembled all over, staring at the pair of embroidered shoes that appeared suddenly, her eyes showed horror. At this time, another gust of wind blew by, blowing away the corner of the dyed cloth, so she saw a crescent white cheongsam skirt in the open space in that corner, with a bare ankle under the skirt, as white as wax, as white as bubbles. Carrion, on red embroidered shoes.
"Ah-"
Xiaojia Biyu covered her face with her hands and screamed, bumped around in a panic, and when she bumped into a warm body, she hugged her tightly without hesitation. "There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"
The house was silent and gloomy, and the sudden high-decibel screams shocked everyone else out of their wits.
Wen Lei's heart trembled, and he jumped high. He was so frightened that he yelled: "Who is it?! You screamed a lot at night! The urine is almost leaking out!" But when he turned his head and saw Xiaojiabiyu, his expression changed , and fell silent for an instant.
Gu Meng was a little embarrassed at this moment, being tightly strangled by the little girl, she wanted to push her away but couldn't find a suitable point of strength, so she raised her hand and didn't know where to put it.
"Sister." He reminded in embarrassment, "You may be too nervous, or... let go first?"
Xiaojia Biyu raised her head from Gu Meng's chest tremblingly, opened one eye tentatively, and when she saw that the person she was hugging was Gu Meng, she was obviously taken aback. Then the eyeballs turned half a circle, thought for a while, and plunged into his arms again: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
Gu Meng: "..."
Enjin stood not far away with her arms folded, watching with cold eyes, her suit jacket was draped over her shoulders, and the cuffs were swaying in the wind.
Peter Pan leaned over to Enjin's side, and whispered, "Brother, can you bear this?"
Enjin smiled coldly, the corners of her raised eyes looked a bit mean, "I can't bear it."
Gu Meng was so entangled that she couldn't help it, she asked the weak girl who kept crying, "What did you see just now?"
The other two girls huddled together to keep warm, fearful and anxious, they all echoed: "Yes, Huihui, what did you see just now?"
Xiaojia Biyu still didn't dare to raise her head, she stretched out her trembling hand and pointed backwards: "Behind the red cloth."
There was a person hanging on Gu Meng's body, and it was difficult for him to move, but before he could reach the piece of dyed cloth, a tall figure approached him one step ahead, and lifted the hanging red cloth.
Everyone saw that there was nothing behind the dyed cloth except a pair of embroidered shoes.
"Obviously there is nothing..." Peter Pan scratched his cheek and muttered, "But just a pair of embroidered shoes is scary enough, why didn't they put them away and put them in the courtyard?"
Xiaojia Biyu sensed the reactions of the people around her, and turned her head to look back suspiciously, but in the end, she was more terrified than seeing a ghost: "No! Just now there was clearly someone standing behind wearing shoes, a woman in white clothes... no, no, I'm sure I read that right."
Enjin put down the fabric, her eyes fell on her right hand, she twirled her fingers, and found that it was dyed some wet red.
"So." Enjin raised his eyes every time, pulled out a snow-blue handkerchief from his cuff, and wiped his red-stained fingers carefully, "little sister, since you see that everything is fine, can you let go? It's not me The man at home, what's the matter with holding it?"
"..."
Now Xiaojia Biyu is not only afraid of ghosts, but also afraid of the big boss in front of her. Under the oppression of Enjin's powerful aura like a queen in the palace, she let go with a pale face, and returned to the other girls.
Wen Lei seized the opportunity, hurriedly took off his coat and leaned over, put it on the girl thoughtfully, and comforted him: "Huihui, don't be afraid, I must have misjudged you just now, and besides, everyone is gathered together, won't you something happened."
Xiaojiabiyu didn't refuse his coat, she was dejected, and she still didn't feel relieved.
Seeing that it was just a false alarm, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move forward.
Behind them, the end of the red dyed cloth hangs down, and through the gap with the ground, one foot can be seen poking into the embroidered shoe, followed by another. The ankles were as white as a pile of rotting flesh.
Before he had taken two steps, Tang Zhi caught a glimpse of a black shadow slipping behind the dyed cloth beside him, his neck felt cold, he unconsciously clenched Bao Ye's hand, and looked sideways without thinking.
The wind lifted the curtain-like long cloth, and a person wearing a cat face mask stood there quietly. It looked like an old lady with a hunched back, a dark blue jacket, and a white paper lantern in her hand.
"Bo Ye..." Tang Zhi was caught off guard and had a face-to-face meeting with the other party. Surprised, he leaned against Bo Ye.
The other players also saw the stranger appearing quietly, and they took a step away collectively, with nervousness and fright in their expressions.
Bo Ye hugged Tang Zhi into his arms, looked the weird old lady up and down, and said, "You are..."
The cat face mask is opaque, and the paint on the mouth has peeled off, so the whole mask looks very silent, like a cat that can never open its mouth.
"I stay here all year round to guard the house. I am a servant of Ding's family." The voice behind the mask was old and slow, and his figure did not move, making it impossible to feel a trace of human breath. "Since passing by here, let's stay here." , the house has been empty for many years, there is no one else, the room is just enough for you to live in."
"..." Everyone actually refused.
Originally, I felt that this place was very gloomy, but now there was a spooky old lady here, which made people feel uncomfortable all over. But at the same time, they also understood that since the NPCs have asked to keep them, there is no other place to go to tonight except this yin house.
Following the old lady into the corridor, Gu Meng heard a sound of bubbling and bubbling, occasionally mixed with the sound of crackling firewood.
He followed the prestige and found that there was a huge tank at the northwest corner of the yard, which was hidden by the cloth hanging in the yard. The big vat was full of water, and it was boiled by the firewood below, steam curled up, and the water surface was constantly churning with blisters.
This looks very strange in the house at night, as if all the fresh air of this place is gathered in this burning water tank.
"Excuse me..." Gu Meng looked at the stooped back of the old lady in front of her, and asked strangely, "Do you all boil water outdoors?"
There must be a kitchen in such a big house.
Holding a white paper lantern, the old lady slowly moved forward in the corridor, leading the way for the guests behind her. She said without looking back, "That one is not for boiling water, that jar is for boiling cloth."
Gu Meng thought for a while, then nodded with a vague understanding. Although he is a layman in dyeing cloth, he has vaguely heard that there is a process before dipping cloth, which is to boil the cloth in water.
Bo Ye said, "Are you still going to boil water and boil cloth?" He looked up at the misty night sky above the courtyard, guessing that it was late, "Isn't it time to get off work?"
"Hey, yes." The old lady didn't know if she understood Bo Ye's question, she murmured to herself, "It can't be turned off."
Tang Zhi was keenly aware of something, and immediately asked her, "Why can't it be turned off?"
"If you turn it off, you can't cook the cloth, and if you delay the progress, you can't deliver the goods. Miss's business can't tolerate mistakes." The old lady explained faintly, her three-inch feet were wobbly when walking, and they dragged on the ground.
She said: "Business is the life of the lady. If it is turned off, the lady will be angry."
"Miss?"
Several people behind asked in unison.
The old lady didn't speak again, and slowly led the way with a lantern. She pushed open the door of one room as she reached the south corridor, then continued forward, pushing open the door of the next room. In this way, he opened four rooms in a row, turned and left without saying a word.
The crowd watched her walk across the courtyard lined with drying racks. A gust of wind blew up the dyed cloth, and the old lady disappeared.
Peter Pan shrank his neck and rubbed his arms, gasping for air with a "hiss": "Oh my god, I'm so scared."
The players stood at the door and looked at the four open rooms by the light emitted by the white paper lanterns on the corridor.
Two big rooms. You can see a bed with a tent when you enter the door, and there is also a bed on the right side against the wall, but it looks like a temporary addition and is relatively simple. The other two rooms are slightly smaller, only big enough for a bed.
The people gathered together and made a simple summation. Four people slept in the big room, and two people slept in the small room. There are exactly four female players among the players, and they naturally sleep together. The other big room was allocated to the two couples in the team because they were familiar with each other.
At the beginning of the room division, Peter Pan hugged Gu Meng, unwilling to live with Mai Mai who looked like a gangster, but after Mai said that he was the lead singer of the band, he hummingly let go , followed into the next room.
In the room at the end of the corridor.
Gu Meng clamped the wick in the lotus cup with tweezers, picked it up, and the room became brighter.
Bo Ye took off his coat and threw it on the hanger, and asked, "Which bed do you choose?"
Gu Meng thought about young master Tang Zhi's delicate body, and saw that the bed by the window was relatively hard, so she said, "Enjin and I will sleep over there." Then he asked Enjin, "Is that okay?"
Enjin was looking around the room with critical eyes and brows. Hearing this, he turned around gracefully, smiled at Gu Meng, his face changed very quickly: "As long as you sleep with Mr. Gu, you can go anywhere."
Gu Meng shuddered: "... oh." It was so numb.
Tang Zhi stood in front of the tribute table, and several plates of dried fruits and pastries were placed on it. He raised his head and threw a peanut into his mouth, muttering softly, "Why is it so sweet all of a sudden?"
Bo Ye was raising his wrist to untie his cuff buttons, glanced at Enjin, and said, "Love Talk Boy is online again."
The last time I heard Enjin talk about love was when I was in the snow mountain.
Before going to bed, Bo Ye pinched Tang Zhi's cheek with one hand and gently squeezed it, and said softly, "Let me see if my darling brushed her teeth seriously today."
Tang Zhi raised his face, opened his mouth wide with an "ah", and let Bo Ye inspect it.
"Pass." Bo Ye leaned down and kissed Tang Zhi on the corner of his mouth, and smiled lightly, "So cute..."
Gu Meng looked away from the couple, patted the pillow in her hand, with a look of indifference: "Is Bo Ye raising Candi like a child?"
As soon as the words fell, a person pressed up behind him, almost pressing him on the bed.
With a soft voice close to his ear, he said with a smile: "If you like, I can spoil you like a child, do you want?"
"..." Gu Meng turned around with difficulty, stuffed the pillow into Enjin's arms, blushed and thought for a while, and said frankly, "Please, hate me." Then he added, "Like in prison."
Otherwise, he might not be able to stand it.
Enjin said: "...boyfriends are for coaxing, not for teasing."
"..." Gu Meng covered her face with one hand, feeling that her blood sugar was about to rise.
As the night grew darker, the whole room finally calmed down, lying on the bed and getting ready to fall asleep.
The curtain of the other bed was lowered, and Bo Ye and Tang Zhi were talking quietly inside, and Tang Zhi's deliberately suppressed laughter could be heard from time to time. Gu Meng turned sideways to face the wall. There was a window on the wall, just about ten inches above him, through which he could see the scenery in the courtyard in the middle.
The windows were opened slightly for ventilation.
Gu Meng closed her eyes, twitched her ears, and said softly, "Will the water in the yard be boiled overnight?"
In the quiet environment, the sound of "beep, beep, beep" firewood and the bubbling of boiling water is very clear. Although it is not loud, it always lingers in your ears.
"Since it can't be extinguished, the pot of water may continue to burn." Enjin turned over, pulled Gu Meng into her arms from behind, and asked him, "Do you think it's noisy? Do you want to change to a different room?"
Gu Meng curled up and leaned back unconsciously, feeling much warmer in the cool autumn night.
He said: "It's okay, I can sleep."
There was no sound on the other side, the couple should have fallen asleep. In the quiet room, Gu Meng slowly opened her eyes and called out hesitantly, "Enjin..."
"Um?"
"Can you... Can you feel the change in yourself?"
There was silence for a while. "Um."
Gu Meng said: "Why?"
"I don't know." Enjin hugged Gu Meng a little tighter, and buried it into the back of his neck to absorb the soft and sweet fragrance. There was undisguised confusion in his soft voice, "It's strange, I can't control it. I don't know why. From time to time, it seems that every time you enter a copy, there will be something more in your body... "
"what you mean?"
Enjin thought for a while, and tried her best to describe: "I don't know what those are, but as the number of copies I have experienced increases, I gradually have desire|desires, a strong sense of likes and dislikes, and know what I want. Sad thoughts too...if I have to say it, it seems...that I have been pieced together."
Gu Meng frowned, thoughtful: "But why are you stuck at the node of entering a new copy every time there is a change?"
"Maybe it's because I'm a VIP. The dungeon has a trigger mechanism for me." Enjin chuckled, her warm breath sprinkled on the back of Gu Meng's neck, and Gu Meng felt a little itchy.
"Okay, as long as you are happy."
Only when he was joking.
"Mr. Gu." Enjin said at this moment, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"Um?"
Enjin propped up her upper body slightly, looked at Gu Meng and said, "I really think games have some kind of connection with me."
"What connection?"
Enjin paused for a moment, lowered her eyes, and the arcs of her raised eyes elongated.
"If you think of the game as a new world..."
"This is my home court."
dubai. Burj Khalifa. 148th floor.
A tall and thin figure stood on the viewing platform. It was pitch black under the man's feet, and against the backdrop of the sky full of stars, there was only an undulating outline of the tall buildings standing in a line. The formerly profligate city is no longer brilliant, and now it is like a cabinet with the light turned on, falling into dead silence and darkness.
The man was handsome, dressed in black, with a uniform jacket over his shoulders. The shoulder-length hair is black and straight, and under the neatly trimmed bangs are a pair of narrow eyes with thin eyelids. Besides, the man's expression was full of sullenness, as if he didn't pay attention to anything.
queen. Everyone who met him called him that.
Suddenly, the queen seemed to feel something, and raised her eyes to look at the starry sky above.
There is a mysterious energy that is throbbing, breaking through and penetrating in again and again, but it is blocked by an invisible barrier.
He raised his hand and pressed it against the glass wall in front of him, and the mysterious energy was transformed into a perceivable medium in this world, which appeared on the glass as a string of characters.
[found it?]
The queen crossed her arms and nodded indifferently.
[Whether he is awakened or not, the screening has been disturbed.]
"And then?" The queen raised her eyebrows, "Destroy the test site?"
[Need not. Such deviations are within the allowable range.]
The queen said: "When will you assist the master to evacuate?"
There was no immediate reply from the other side. After a long time, a line of words appeared—
[Prepare a body, I want to enter the testing ground.]
A loud "plop" blew Gu Meng out of sleep. He opened his eyes immediately, his heart beating very fast because of the startled awakening.
Gu Meng stared at the wall in front of him for a long while, but couldn't figure out whether the voice came from reality or his dream. Just as he was in a daze, another rustling sound sounded in the silent room. It's like a scratching sound.
from behind.
Gu Meng stiffened her neck, turned her head slowly, and when she turned halfway, she found that there seemed to be a person sitting on the edge of the bed, with her spine slightly bent and her back facing him. Because of the dim light, only a dark mass can be seen, as if a charcoal drawing has been wiped carelessly by hand.
Gu Meng also became uncertain, swallowed her saliva, and whispered: "Enjin?"
The figure paused for a moment, then turned sideways. The familiar soft male voice said: "Are you awake?"
Gu Meng breathed a sigh of relief. Sleeping in the yin house, don't blame him for being suspicious.
Gu Meng sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and opened the window beside her to let in more light. He asked, "What are you doing when you're not sleeping?"
Enjin put one long leg slightly bent on the edge of the bed, and the slit of the cheongsam slid down her thigh. Gu Meng glanced twice and found that his legs were quite white.
"Suddenly I remembered that the hair on my legs has grown." Enjin raised the object in her hand and said, "It would be ugly to wear a shorter skirt."
"..."
Gu Meng took a closer look and found that he was holding an old-fashioned razor in his hand.
The inner world is crumbling and somewhat collapsed.
"... So you're shaving your legs without sleeping most of the night?" Gu Meng said.
Enjin turned around, continued to shave, nodded and said, "I always feel uneasy if I don't finish shaving. The details cannot be ignored. If you don't pay attention, you may be compared to other girls."
Gu Meng's mentality suddenly collapsed, she quickly raised her face, raised her hand to fan her eyes, and kept comforting herself in her heart.
Mengmeng didn't cry, she stood up and masturbated.
The author has something to say:
Thank you Jingkeke for mine~
Starting from Water Day 2.0, Enjin was discovered by the sub-personality.
He couldn't tell Enjin the truth, and wanted him to recover, so the sub-personality prepared to make a copy of himself to Enjin, hoping that Enjin could return to his previous state.
There are three steps in blue whale implanting personality. One, pause game time. Second, do things to Enjin. Three, restore game time. Water Day 2.0 has already been described.
The same goes for orange cats. But because it was a described process, I didn't write it again. I only said that Tang Zhi felt an afterimage when he was walking. That is the gap between time suspension and recovery, the figure left by the orange cat. So far, the author of this article thinks that he has explained very clearly about how the sub-personalities affect Enjin's character.
So the queen part is not even mentioned.
As soon as Enjin entered the dungeon, she was stopped by the queen, and then turned into a delicate sissy.