After some inspection, chrysanthemum embroidery was found on everyone's clothes. The chrysanthemum is a delicate and small flower, the silk is even and bright, and the embroidery is lifelike.
Comparing and comparing the chrysanthemums on the clothes, Gu Meng and others found that the shapes and sizes of the embroidery were exactly the same except for the different colors. Even the lines and directions of the thin threads were exactly the same, just like those produced by machines in batches. . But after being familiar with the environment of the ancient town, everyone understands that there are no factories or other places here, so naturally there are no machines, and embroidery can only come from handicrafts.
Pan Peter, who broke in halfway, was also dragged into the room by four men for inspection.
At first, the idiot kid who didn't know why and thought this was the scene of a radical disturbance was terrified. Four pairs of big hands kept pulling his coat and stripping his trousers. Pan Peter squatted lower and lower while clutching his neckline, his tongue was tied up with excitement: "No, no, brother, brother! Calm down, listen to me Words! Although you are so handsome and excellent, and I like you very much, but I am underage, the most... the most important thing is that I prefer a gentle and beautiful sister! Please let me go!!!”
"Don't move around." Enjin frowned slightly, and slapped his twisted buttocks, with a hint of impatience in his soft voice, "Let me see your little chrysanthemum."
"..."
Peter Pan closed his eyes, raised his handsome white face, and looked like he was bearing the burden of humiliation. Knowing that he couldn't escape, he burst into tears.
In the end, the four men worked together and found a grass-colored chrysanthemum on the bottom of the boy's trousers.
Gu Meng threw the shirt and coat back to Pan Peter, and said to the others: "It seems that everyone will have this chrysanthemum symbol on their body. The color of the embroidery thread is the same as the color of the fabric, so it is generally difficult to see."
Peter Pan hugged his clothes and crawled aside, finally realized that this "chrysanthemum" was not that "chrysanthemum". He wiped away the tears from his fright, and asked strangely: "Does this symbol...have any special meaning?"
Tang Zhi took his shirt by the hem and stroked the protruding embroidery, pondered for a moment, and said calmly: "It's similar to the designer's personal logo, if these clothes are really made by Miss Ding, then we will change them at first." The place where I put it... ”
Tang Zhi didn't continue. Bo Ye leaned on the dressing table, followed his words and said, "It's Tuji Buzhuang."
"Then the one with the rabbit face mask and two blobs of plateau red on the face..." Gu Meng guessed, "is Boss Tu, Ding Xiang's husband?"
Enjin put on a large coat, glanced at the quartz clock above the cabinet, and said, "It's still a few hours before it gets dark, why don't you go for a walk."
It was already afternoon when the five people walked out of Miss Ding's room. The fog dissipated at noon, and the sky showed signs of clearing up, but the clouds above were still thick and low, and the sun could occasionally be seen through the gaps.
The streets in the ancient town are twists and turns, and the alleys are similar. No one can remember the location of the cloth shop when they first entered the dungeon. They only have a vague impression that it is on the east side of the town. Except for Eun Jin, of course.
Eun Jin leads the way. When passing by the river, Pan Peter couldn't help counting the scale on the wooden stake again, and it was still ten lines. The little boy sighed: "I hope this pile will sink soon, but I'm afraid it will sink. It would be great if it didn't cost the player's life."
"There will be no quota for escaping, unless the cracking method is wrong." Gu Meng comforted Peter Pan, "You think, if it is clear from the beginning of the game that only one person can survive, then all the players have to do is to try their best to get rid of the others. Why does the game give so much information? Isn't it all useless clues?"
Peter Pan thought about it, and nodded vigorously: "Brother is right! You don't have to fight to the death, so you can rest assured."
Bo Ye glanced at the outline of the scenery shrouded in white mist on the other side of the river, and said calmly: "Although it is clear that this bridge is not the only escape route, the existence of the bridge may encourage players to find werewolves."
"Werewolf?" Peter Pan looked at Bo Ye in a daze.
Tang Zhi helped to answer, saying: "If someone can't bear the environment here, it's not impossible to find a way to assist the ghosts to kill people, just make sure they survive to the end."
Peter Pan was taken aback, and blurted out: "No one can be so bad, right?"
The others turned their gazes to the young boy at the same time and shook their heads.
Bo Ye "tsk tsk" twice: "Too young." (Too young.)
Tang Zhi followed, "Too simple." (Too simple.)
Enjin licked Danqi's lipstick on her lips, and smiled coldly: "Sometimes naive." (Innocent.)
Gu Meng opened her mouth, and suddenly realized that she was not good at English, and she didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, everyone should be neat and tidy when they are friends, and they should not hold back. So he forcefully choked out a sentence, and said to Peter Pan: "Many people deep hide blue."
This time, Enjin, Bo Ye, and Tang Zhi focused on Gu Meng, and said blankly, "Teacher Gu, what do you mean?"
"..." Gu Meng lowered her head and scratched the end of her eyebrows, feeling ashamed of her own level of education, and faltered, "I want to say... many people hide their secrets."
Enjin, Bo Ye and Tang Zhi: "..."
deep hide blue… Is that what you mean by "deep hide blue"
We study less, teacher, don't lie to us.
In the end, Bo Ye officially certified: "... Gu Meng, an English genius."
A group of people followed Enjin through the large and small bluestone streets, and the people went less and less as they went east. In the blue sky, the shops are closed as if they don't need to do business. Walking around a corner, there was no one in front of him. The lively side of the ancient town is left behind.
As he continued to move forward, the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger. Peter Pan pointed to the door of a certain shop, and said cheerfully, "We've been here before. Brother Ye, look, it's the shop where you picked candied haws for me!"
Hearing this, Bo Ye nodded. He looked around and said, "Buzhuang is nearby. But this area has always been a no-man's land? Although I couldn't see anyone when I passed by last time, the shop door was open, and now even the shop door is closed."
"I have a hunch..." Enjin said in a low and soft voice, "It may be time for a break in the cloth shop."
Gu Meng looked at Enjin and said, "You mean Buzhuang is also closed?"
Eun Jin responded with a monosyllable.
After walking for another five minutes and turning two corners, Enjin suddenly stopped.
Gu Meng stopped and almost bumped into Enjin's back. After stopping, he looked up at both sides of the Qingshiban street. The left side is an ordinary shop, and the right side is a deep alley. The vision gets darker as you drill into it, so it gives people the illusion of bottomless darkness.
"What's wrong?" Gu Meng asked Enjin.
Enjin said, "Here we are."
The others looked around, but they didn't see the cloth shop of the shopkeeper with the rabbit face at first.
"Where is it?" Pan Peter was puzzled, "Why can't I find it? Isn't it the street you came to on the first day?"
Enjin turned her head slightly, looked towards the deep alley, and said calmly and firmly in a low and soft voice, "This is it."
Tang Zhi frowned, and immediately realized what Enjin meant, and said to himself: "The god is hidden..."
The five of them rushed back to Ding's mansion before dark. After the sky completely darkened, the ancient town was as quiet and gloomy as a ghost town.
The other players happened to be gathered in the hall. Xiaojia Biyu held a cup of jujube jasmine tea in both hands, leaned back on the rocking chair and swayed gently, and smiled when she saw Gu Meng coming in, with a sweet dimple on her cheek. She sat up and asked, "Brother, where have you been? You haven't seen anyone all afternoon."
Before Gu Meng could answer, a tall shadow fell in front of her. Relying on her height advantage, Enjin blocked Gu Meng completely behind her, then lowered her head and brushed her hair from her temples, her lowered eyebrows and eyes were shy, and she said to Xiaojiabiyu: "Your brother took me to a room, and What's the matter?"
Gu Meng turned her head to look at someone in an instant: "..."
How shameless!
Everyone: "..."
I can't believe my ears...
Leaning against the door, Bo Ye noticed Xiaojia Biyu's froze smiling face, couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Enjin's scheming... tsk, one move to control the enemy."
As a cover, Xiaojiabiyu gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, regained her spirits and looked at the few men who had just entered the door, and said, "Didn't you find anything new all afternoon?"
Just as Enjin was about to speak, Gu Meng took a step forward and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes!"
The main reason why she was so nervous was that she was afraid that Enjin would say something insane again.
Afterwards, Gu Meng briefly told about embroidery and the disappearing cloth shop in the east of the town. Wen Lei was discouraged, and leaned back on the chair back with the cold towel on his forehead: "It means that I didn't find anything, and I wasted another afternoon."
Xiaojiabiyu smiled gently, lowered her head and stroked the warm teacup and said, "Brother Meng and the others have been busy outside all afternoon looking for clues. What qualifications do we who have done nothing in the house have to judge?"
Wen Lei quickly sat up straight, put on a smiling face and said flatteringly, "Huihui is right, a girl like Huihui is really understanding and caring."
Mai Mai wiped the green lawn above her head, and said in a deep voice: "About the cloth shop, ask the people in the town tomorrow, the Tuji cloth shop they mentioned may not be the one that provided clothing when we first entered the game I'm more worried about tonight... I don't know if anyone will encounter the misfortune of Boss Wang."
Wen Lei's face turned pale when he mentioned the dead Boss Wang, and he pressed a cold towel on his forehead even tighter. He unconsciously cleared his throat, as if the feeling of strands of hair entangled in his throat still remained, he felt uncomfortable all over.
As the night darkened, everyone gathered in the hall, unable to discuss the cause of Boss Wang's death, so they prepared to go back to their room to rest.
Before leaving, taking advantage of other people's inattention, Wen Lei pushed Pan Peter into the ear room next to the hall, closed the door, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, come to my room tonight."
Boss Wang had just died, and Wen Lei was terribly frightened, fearing that he would be the next one, so he wanted to find someone to accompany him. But as a very face-saving person, he didn't want everyone to know this. After a round of estimation, it seems that among the male players, this child is the stupidest, the softest, and the best talker.
Peter Pan already hated Wen Lei's glib manner. Hearing such an inexplicable request from him, his eyebrows almost went up: "What did you say?!"
Wen Lei thought the child was unwilling, rolled his eyes, moved closer, and lowered his voice: "Well, come to my room tonight, don't make a fuss, don't disturb others, and I'll give you money after you go out."
Pan Peter understood instantly, stared round his eyes, swung his arm away from Wen Lei's claws, and shouted: "Hey! Who do you take me for?"
Wen Lei didn't understand why the child was so excited all of a sudden, he said blankly, "I... who can I take you for..."
Just a silly kid...
With his hands on his hips, Pan Peter's face was blushing with resentment, and he raised his thin voice and said, "I'm rich, but I can't afford it? I won't sell you my ass, give up!"
Wen Lei seemed to understand something: "No, let me explain..."
It seems that this child is not only stupid, but also naive.
Peter Pan pushed him away and went out angrily. Before going out, he turned his head and glared at Wen Lei, and snorted coldly: "Reject the py deal, start with me."
Wen Lei: "..."
Damn, this kid doesn't look very smart, so he gave up explaining.
Four female players live in one room. After the women finished washing, they walked up and down the room, packing clothes and making beds.
A girl named Xiaoqiu was sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her waist-length hair in front of the bronze mirror. She suddenly thought of it and said, "Hey? If someone else picks up our hair and sticks it to the paper figurine If you stick it on the top of the stake again, will it count as being cast?"
Another girl with whom she has a better relationship is called Xiaochen, and the two girls like to chat most when they get together. Xiaochen passed behind her with a quilt in her arms, glanced in the direction of the bronze mirror, and said, "Hey, don't be scary, according to what you said, anyone can dance like a god and kill us."
Mo Chunying knelt on the bed and spread the sheets, and said, "I think everyone can shave their heads."
Xiao Qiu shook her hair, her long hair was as thick as ink and flowed like liquid. She smiled: "That's right, we are all bald, let's see who can take our hair."
At this time, a hand slowly came from the right side of the bronze mirror. The arm is somewhat distorted by the uneven mirror, but it can be seen that the skin is very fair. Facing the mirror, Xiao Qiu caught a glimpse of that hand touching her long hair.
"How?" Xiao Qiu shrank her neck and said with a smile, "Many people say that my hair is of good quality and feels good, right?"
The hand stroked her long hair. Then, the person behind uttered a very soft syllable: "Mmm..." It was as erratic and textureless as air.
Xiaoqiu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, her hair obviously had no sense of touch, and she wouldn't feel anything when touched, but Xiaoqiu felt the coldness in her hair.
She tilted her head to avoid the hand, turned around and said, "Okay, Huihui, don't touch it anymore, let's go to sleep."
As she turned around, she felt a prick in her scalp, but it was so slight that it was almost negligible.
"Huh?" Behind Xiaoqiu, Xiaojiabiyu was wearing white pajamas, holding a cheongsam with both hands, and lowered her head to check the embroidery on it.
Hearing this, she looked up at Xiao Qiu, blinked and said, "Sleep?" After thinking for a while, she hung the cheongsam back on the hanger, and said, "Okay, I'm asleep."
At exactly midnight at night, in the square courtyard, at the northwest corner. A figure of a woman loomed in the dense fog. She slowly climbed up the rockery like a reptile, and gradually stood upright on the top. Below, a vat boiled boiling water.
"thump-"
The sound hit a certain guest room in the northwest corner, and the white window paper swelled up like breathing. Gu Meng was awakened by the sound of the window paper.
"What's wrong?"
Almost the moment Gu Meng opened his eyes, a soft voice from the pillow rang in his ears, and at the same time, his arms were tightly wrapped around him.
Gu Meng looked at the darkness and void above, and after a long while, she blinked her eyes, finally recovering from the dream just now. He said, "Enjin, accompany me to take a look outside."
This was the second time he heard the sound of falling water, and he couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality. The first time was on the first night.
Enjin rubbed against his shoulder, sat up though sleepy, and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Gu Meng followed suit and sat up, pushed open the window on the wall at hand, and the gray mist flowed into the room without any sense of stagnation.
"Yeah." He looked out to the yard and said, "I dreamed that you were lying in a transparent cabin, and there was water everywhere."
A vague warning sound suddenly sounded in Enjin's mind, the sound seemed to be separated by a thick layer of water, and at the same time the remaining images emerged in his memory, the light of the red alarm light kept swirling and passing over the water surface, as if something serious was about to happen. warn.
"Enjin?" Seeing Enjin lowering his head and supporting his head, Gu Meng approached worriedly, "Have a headache?"
Enjin licked her dry lower lip, put down her hand, shook her head and said, "It's all right. Let's go out and have a look."
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