There was still a little breeze at first, but the moment Princess Camellia spoke, it miraculously returned to tranquility.
Sur took out the tablet and prepared to record a sound and play it on a loop to save a lot of speech.
Princess Camellia stopped in time, and quickly changed the topic: "Aren't you curious why the game didn't give you a choice after the death game?"
"Not curious."
Sur did not have any touches, he had his own persistence, and was obsessed with how to become a host.
Seeing that he didn't want to eat, Princess Camellia looked stiff and disappeared from the spot without saying a word.
"Forget it, it's not good to push too hard." Ji Heng shook his head.
Princess Camellia, who was hiding in the dark, felt a little moved in her heart, and it didn't take long for the other party to continue: "Go back and buy information from the smiling merchant, the credibility is much higher."
Sur nodded thoughtfully and got on the bike.
A string of traces was pressed down on the muddy ground. Princess Camellia stared at it for a moment, and felt that the wheel of the car was actually running over her heart valve.
It's not too far from the library and museum.
When passing by the library, the lights on the first floor are on. Sur vaguely saw a figure walking in the reading room. The figure also faintly felt something, and floated to the window, looking at the picture of the two of them riding a bicycle at night.
"Where did Tan Lang forget to return, and the Yulou sample leaves." Su Er seemed to realize the feelings of the ancients, shook his head and said, "It's really sad."
Ji Heng reluctantly corrected: "I have nothing to do with Feng Peng."
Sur blinked: "If you stay, you can 'renew the frontier'."
The corners of Ji Heng's mouth slightly curved, and the host's words played a role.
Before waiting for the expected reaction, Suer coughed lightly: "If you choose to stay in the dungeon world, Feng Peng will think that you are still stuck in your feelings for him, so you don't hesitate to abandon me."
He made up the future slowly: "Not to mention Feng Peng is a ghost, under the jurisdiction of the ghost king, you become the key to the central plan, if you can't kill him, you can only endure it, of course..."
Speaking of this, Sur deliberately lengthened his tone: "You can also confess and explain that everything is for clearance, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to be quiet for the rest of your life."
Ji Heng neatly helped refine the central idea: "You don't want me to stay."
The tone is firm.
Sur nodded in acknowledgement.
Ji Heng: "Why?"
"Naturally it's because..." With a frown, he found that he couldn't find the reason, Su Er said solemnly: "In short, I'm all for your own good."
After he finished speaking, he stepped on the pedals, and in a few breaths he was already ten meters away.
Ji Heng, who was dropped, was slightly startled, but smiled helplessly.
The city museum is a big gimmick and is listed as a must-see tourist attraction. In fact, there are not many tourists who visit every year. The main reason is that the school organizes students to visit.
Zhu Yu and the others were waiting across the road, not intending to go in for the time being. Xu Yangyang was the first to see them and waved, and when Sur approached, he asked in a low voice, "Are you on the phone?"
Before the man left, he was notified by phone, but only Sur had the contact information.
Sur looked around, including the commanding heights in the distance.
Zhu Yu saw what he was thinking and said directly: "There is no one else nearby."
Hearing that Sur had a headache, the possibility of Li Shuo having a problem instantly soared. The current social order has not completely collapsed. The first day of the disaster is actually the time when the government's credibility is at its highest. The old Taoist priest was characterized as a dangerous person, and it was found that there was no reason not to make arrangements on the periphery.
With a sigh, his eyes finally landed on the gate of the museum, and Sur said with a condensed expression: "It's empty outside, so there must be something tricky."
Xu Yangyang frowned: "That's called..."
"Li Shuo."
Xu Yangyang: "Once he is parasitized, it will be a tiger's den, Longtan."
Maybe a trap has been set up waiting for them at this moment.
Zhu Yu smiled grimly: "It's better to set fire to it! Let the conspiracy and the detectors hidden inside be buried in the fire."
Xu Yangyang couldn't help but shuddered, this woman is cruel enough! He really didn't expect such a simple and violent way to break the game.
Jia Kanhua, who has not expressed her opinions very much, said, "I agree."
As for whether innocent people will be implicated, he doesn't think about it. The game has been in the game for a long time, and the seemingly harmless people are somewhat distorted or even perverted.
Zhu Yu looked at Sur: "How about you?"
Sur was looking at the tablet and raised his head when he heard the words: "This museum has an online tour, and there are no detectors in the exhibits."
"Normal. That history has been deliberately erased, and it's impossible to show it openly."
"At the time in the library, Ji Heng and I found the freezer in the underground secret room," Sur said slowly, "It is not ruled out that there is the same possibility here."
If it burns rashly, if the mechanism is destroyed, how can they get through the ground and find the detector
After weighing it, Zhu Yu temporarily stopped thinking about setting fires, and instead emphasized: "It's too dangerous to break in directly, if you don't get it together, it will be destroyed in groups."
They thought about countermeasures, so did Sur, but unfortunately, he couldn't think of a good solution for a while.
Xu Yangyang's light flashed: "Let your clay figurine explore the way first?"
Sur shook his head: "It doesn't fit."
Putting it in a pocket can still have a cover. Once Li Shuo becomes a parasite, it means that there are many eggs hidden in the museum. After the clay figurine fused with peach blossoms enters, I am afraid that even the scum will not be left.
Xu Yangyang is good at looking at people's eyes, making sure that he is not lying, and that he is no longer difficult.
The tablet screen suddenly lit up, and Li Shuo sent a message asking where he was.
[Coming. ]
After replying to these three words, Sur looked up and made up his mind: "Divided into two groups, and entered the front and rear doors at the same time."
It was useless to dry it, and no one showed any objection. The five people, Ji Heng and Su Er, had to entangle with Li Shuo after entering, so they formed a group alone, leaving a group of three.
The rest of the players have to go around to the back, there is a time difference in the middle, and Sur is going to go in two minutes later. While waiting, he said, "The clay figurine's head is always intact. If you have enough time, you can find a way to check for antibodies."
Ji Heng: "Don't trust the host's words too much."
At this time, Princess Camellia's resentful voice drifted from somewhere: "Be careful when you speak."
Sur viewed things fairly and whispered: "He shouldn't lie about this kind of thing."
"Telling the truth and traps do not conflict." Ji Heng said lightly: "It's like the note from Qinglian wise man, saying that it can be used in the event of life and death... But how to determine the definition of desperation?"
If the danger encountered is not at the level of desperation, but relying on the note, the effort of meditating three times before using the flower will become a reminder.
Sur understands: "Thinking about the possibility of escaping is more likely."
Ji Heng nodded: "Similarly, the parasites are ignorant, and it is not ruled out that the researcher may be infected. Going may be a dead end."
In the shadows, the host did not refute.
Just like the options given by the player through the game after the death game, the benefits and tips given by the host are often to reduce the chance of survival invisibly.
Sur sighed that the routine was too deep, and the time was about the same, and he stepped into the museum.
The security guards seemed to have left in a hurry. The batons and shields were not locked. There were several pools of blood in the hall, which showed that there was turmoil here during the day.
Sur picked up the baton, and was suddenly attracted by the high lighting roof. The pattern on it was quite artistic, and it was a colorful peacock. What really caught his attention were the peacock feathers, all over the false eye. No matter where you go, those eyes are like living creatures, always staring at your trajectory.
-The eyes are the windows of the soul.
This sentence suddenly popped into my mind.
So far, this clue from the falsification has been completely useless. The moment he saw the peacock, Sur had no reason to connect the two.
Ji Heng looked up for a few seconds, preventing him from staring at it for a long time: "These pseudo-eyes are not right, and it is easy to hallucinate after looking at them for a long time."
Sur already felt a strong heart palpitations, his head was dizzy, and he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.
When he got better, Ji Heng said, "Contact Li Shuo."
The museum was too quiet, and a phone call would completely reveal the current location. Sur changed the notification sound to vibrate, and then sent a message to Li Shuo, who quickly received a reply.
Ji Heng: "How do you say?"
Sur: "Let's go to the exhibition hall on the third floor to meet with... go?"
Ji Heng looked at him, to be precise at the clay figurine in his pocket.
There are a lot of white wool in the museum, and the clay figurines are easy to be attacked, and there is a place that needs its help now.
Sur understood, lowered his head and explained, "Go outside the museum and find a way to climb onto the roof."
Since entering the museum, the little clay figurine felt uncomfortable, and took up this errand without hesitation.
"By the way," Sur said after pondering: "After going up, try to observe through the peacock pseudo-eyes to see if you can find anything."
The little clay figurine hummed twice and couldn't wait to leave the museum.
Seeing that he didn't leave behind, Ji Heng raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of the clay figurine running away?"
Sur: "The eggs are spread everywhere, and the world has no safe place for it."
As long as you are smarter, you will know that there is a way out if you cooperate with yourself.
"Go up." Ji Heng smiled and stopped talking about this topic. He looked around and said, "There is Zhu Yu on the first floor and they will check."
The two chose to go up the escalator, and Sur walked in front: "Now I want to come, even if I haven't been in contact with Li Shuo before, I might meet at the museum."
Relevant departments track down the whereabouts of the old Taoist priest. If the old Taoist priest appears in the museum, those people will definitely chase after him.
It's just that the time is stuck so well that just a few waves of people bump into each other, more like the game is secretly pushing everything.
After hearing no response for a long time, Sur turned around and saw a sharp dagger in Ji Heng's hand.
"What's wrong?"
The latter made a silent motion, temporarily hiding the dagger in his pocket, watching both sides vigilantly.
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Lighting roof.
The little clay figurine climbed up smoothly, and according to Sur's explanation, he randomly found a position for the pseudo-eye, lying on it and peeping down.
The museum seems to be immersed in water, and everything is a little blurry. I don’t know if it is because of the pseudo eye color, and the color inside is slightly distorted when looking through it.
Just as the clay figurine's eyes widened to observe further, all kinds of mottled colors suddenly appeared in the pupils.
The peacock actually survived, his body swelled several feet, and he rushed down like lightning, swallowing the two people on the escalator in one bite. Everything happened between lightning and flint, and it didn't even have time to be surprised.
…
The moment he raised his head, Sur saw a bloody mouth.
This mouth is too big, no matter which direction you run, there is little chance of escaping.
"Close your eyes."
The moment Sur took out the electric shock, Ji Heng pulled him behind him.
After a moment of hesitation, Sur put away the props and closed his eyes.
The viscous liquid dripped from the top of the head, and it didn't take long for blood from all directions to hit the face in a spray state. He was fortunate that he closed his eyes early enough, and if it was later, he would probably get into his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, someone wiped his face with his sleeve.
Ji Heng: "Okay."
Sur quickly wiped it twice before reopening his eyes.
In addition to blood on his body, there is a bit of stench of mucus, like saliva, but there is no corpse of any monster around.
Ji Heng: "It's a peacock."
Sur froze and raised his head, the peacock pattern on the roof was still there, but the feathers were a little messy.
"Live?"
Ji Heng: "The witnesses will come down in a while, just ask and you'll know."
Knowing that he was referring to the little clay figurine, while waiting, Kung Fu Sur opened his backpack to check if the tablet had gotten into the water.
The little clay figurine arrived later than expected, with a crumpled plastic bag pinned to his chest.
Sur frowned: "What's your look?"
"I, I thought you were eaten..." The little clay figurine explained in a panic, "I... I'm keeping my filial piety."
In fact, it is mainly the sad electric shock that was eaten by the monster together.
"… "
Rubbing his temples, Sur went straight to the subject: "What did you see on it?"
Just as the little clay figurine was about to speak, a sharp scream came not far away.
Sur: "It seems to be Zhu language."
Ji Heng said solemnly, "Go and have a look."
They were just under attack, and both of them were very careful, while paying attention to the peacock picture above their heads, they walked towards the source of the sound.