If Gou Baopu was replaced here, he might actually conduct a hostile takeover and make a rip off in private.
The smiling businessman and the mysterious man are in the same company, and it is not easy to do things well, so he deliberately uses silence to delay time, waiting for the other party to make a decision.
For a long time, the statue did not move, the smiling businessman raised his eyebrows... Is this ready to be installed to the end
After some tossing and turning, it was already two o'clock in the morning. Sur was quite sleepy and urged carefully, "How much is the estimate?"
The smiling businessman sighed: "It does not meet the acquisition conditions."
Sur narrowed his eyes, half of his sleepiness was gone, which meant that the statue could never be a normal prop.
Wandering around the head of the person with doubts: "It turned out to be an evil thing."
The mysterious man was sold regardless of his inferiority. Anyway, it would be good if he could confuse the audience.
Sur looked at Ji Heng and spread out his hands, indicating that he was powerless.
"Find a cage to put it in," Ji Heng recalled the arrangement of the room: "There is an iron chain under the eagle specimen for decoration. After a while, it will be removed and tied to the neck, and a few more talismans will be attached. It should not escape."
The smiling businessman looks weirder the more he hears it. What's the difference between this and a dog on a leash
The curvature of the corners of the statue's mouth has changed from upward to downward, and there is a dark and crazy aura around him. The smiling businessman can't stand it anymore, so he patted the statue's head with a fake appearance: "Don't bother, I'll do it for you. It's done."
Sur looked at him suspiciously, so kind
The smiling businessman said sternly: "It's easy, it doesn't affect the overall situation."
Sur touched his chin: "So the statue is neither a prop nor a copy. The meaning of its existence is probably just to mislead the player."
"… "
Having come to a conclusion, he yawned again, waved his hand to Ji Heng and said, "It's alright, wash and sleep."
Going upstairs one after another, Sur didn't even close the bedroom door this time, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.
The smiling businessman stood there for a while, shook his head, and looked at the stone carving speechlessly: "Why bother."
After he finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.
dong dong.
dong dong dong.
Sur was awakened by the noise when the sky was white with fish belly. Looking at Ji Heng again, he didn't know when he was awake, staring out the window.
The eagle slapped the window with its wings, with little force, much better than smashing the glass of the cable car yesterday.
Sur pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and found that some of the percussion came from downstairs, so he quickly put on his shoes and a coat and went down.
"Good morning." Across the heavy door, the people outside seemed to know that someone was coming, and smiled a few times: "Do you need special services?"
Sur lightly rubbed his eyebrows to ease the pain caused by the short sleep time. He was about to say no when he heard a voice behind him.
"Tell her I need it."
Sur turned his head, Ji Heng must have just washed his face, his hair was still soaked with water droplets, and his body exuded a cold breath.
"But we don't have the money, and it's illegal."
Ji Heng: "There is no money transaction without payment, and the nature of the matter has naturally changed."
Sur's eyes moved: "It makes sense."
The voices discussed by the two parties did not converge at all. Zhu Mei's hearing was excellent, and her voice was no longer as sweet as before: "Open the door."
Ji Heng nodded, and Sur calmly pressed the door handle.
Zhu Mei was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, holding a tray in her hand, and a white cloth covered the contents. After entering the door, she took the initiative to open it, revealing several silver needles and pigments.
"This is… "
"Tools for tattoos."
Sur frowned: "Your technology is too backward."
Modern people already have tattoo machines.
"... However, because it is ancient, it looks unique." Sur raised his head and thought for a moment, then said with a hearty smile: "This should also be regarded as a kind of ancient law inheritance."
A minute ago, there was a little more smile on the ugly face. When talking about his field of expertise, Zhu Mei couldn't help but say a few more words.
The statue placed in the corner stared coldly at this scene, and snorted secretly. First, he deliberately created an image that could not speak his mind, and then euphemistically held the other party to a higher realm, and instantly captured his favor.
Shameless trick.
Zhu Mei: "What do you want to tattoo?"
Soul thought about it and said, "Eagle."
Zhu Mei looked at Ji Heng, who said lightly, "The same."
Pulling up a chair and sitting down, Sur took the initiative to roll up his sleeves, revealing an arm. Zhu Mei was envious and envious at the same time. When the silver needle pierced the skin, Sur's expression hardly changed.
It's not forbearance. After the loyal servant of the tomb used vines to drill into his internal organs and take out the mysterious eye, his pain resistance has improved a lot.
Under normal circumstances, the pattern should be a blue eagle, but Zhu Mei's works are quite vivid, each color is excessive, and after the tattoo, a layer of white gauze is applied, and some medicine is sprayed on it.
A piercing cold feeling immediately penetrated into the body.
Sur shuddered, Zhu Mei lifted the gauze, the previous blood scab disappeared, leaving only a lifelike eagle.
Ji Heng handed over a piece of paper, and Su Er wiped the sweat on his forehead, but he never looked away from the tattoo for a long time. He was quite sure that he was not mistaken. When Zhu Mei took the gauze away, Eagle's eyes rolled.
Afterwards, Ji Heng tattooed an eagle on the same spot, and Zhu Mei blinked at Sur before leaving: "Breakfast is served at 8:30. Turn left at the entrance to the dining area."
"Fortunately, leaving the copy can be restored to the original," Sur was a little disgusted: "Or I wouldn't even be able to enter the school gate."
Ji Heng was amazed at his persistence. At this time, the first thing to consider is the school rules.
Sur lightly rubbed the tattooed part with his finger, a tingling pain came from his fingertips, and blood dripped: "Can you live?"
It seemed like an eagle pecked at himself just now.
Ji Heng helped him put down his sleeves, helplessly: "Curiosity is not used like this."
From last night to now, firstly on the bar with the statue, and then reaching out to touch it when knowing that there is a problem with the tattoo, the way is too wild.
Knowing that he was wrong, Sur smiled and quickly changed the subject: "It's almost time, let's go to breakfast first."
In the early morning, the temperature in the mountains was very low, and after taking a few breaths of cold air, Sur's muscles were a little tight because of the cold, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace. When the tip of his nose turned red from the cold, a special red house appeared in front of him, and the wooden sign hanging at the door said 'Nongjiale Restaurant. '
At this moment, there is a chill in his speech, and Sur shook his head as he walked in: "The old forest in the deep mountains, where did the farmhouse come from?"
All round tables are suitable for gatherings, and there are three dining windows, which makes people feel a little intimacy, as if they are back in the school cafeteria.
Sur went to the first window to confirm that it was a steak, and then went to the other two windows. The second window was a fat and juicy roasted whole lamb. The chef gestured with a knife: "Would you like a piece?"
Without answering immediately, Sur glanced at No. 3 again, a very normal dessert, the soft and waxy Xue Mei Niang.
Three kinds of food, none of which are suitable for breakfast.
Ji Heng stood behind him with a dinner plate, without urging.
Sur used his mysterious eyes to see that the steak had turned into a half-cooked human bone, the chef kept pouring sauce on it, the roasted whole lamb was basically a charcoal-roasted living person, and the outer layer of Xue Meiniang was a thin layer of skin, as for what it was The skin of animals can be guessed by referring to the first two foods.
Sur turned and shook his head at Ji Heng, and whispered a few words.
A voice suddenly interjected.
"If you don't eat, you will starve to death."
There is no need to look back, the reflection on the glass reflects the slender figure, and it is easy to guess who the person is.
Su Er was thinking about why Zhu Mei was so haunted, she was already standing in front of the third window and asked for a copy of Xue Mei Niang.
Shicai's words didn't seem to be casual, Sur: "What must I eat?"
Zhu Mei smiled without saying a word.
Sur walked to the roasting whole lamb window and coughed softly.
The chef showed his gums when he smiled: "Which piece of meat do you want? It is recommended to choose the one on the leg, the flavor is very good."
"Okay." While nodding, Sur suddenly pointed to one place curiously: "What is that?"
The cook didn't see anything and craned his neck to look. As soon as he approached, Sur immediately pressed the electric shocker hidden in his sleeve, and the chef shuddered, paralyzed and pushed out of the narrow window by his hair.
The sharp light of the knife flashed, blood splashed everywhere, and Ji Heng chopped off the chef's head with a steady and accurate dagger.
The series of operations were too fast. When Ji Heng appeared at the No. 1 window with the chef's head in his hand, the chef inside didn't react at all and took a step back subconsciously.
"Trouble making it a salt and pepper flavor, put more peppercorns."
After speaking, he shoved his head into the window with a blank expression.
The chef at the No. 1 window looked at the blood-stained head, but his throat moved but he didn't move. On the contrary, the female chef at the third window was more polite, and handed out two mango scoops with a slight smile: "Eat some fruit and put out the fire."
Sur checked it with Mysterious Eye and was sure it was an ordinary dessert.
"It's better to be like this earlier." Su Er picked up the mango fishing: "Putting harmony as the most valuable and people-oriented, this is the correct value."
The female chef silently glanced at Chef No. 2's head.
"He is not a human being and does not meet this condition."
When dealing with ghosts, there is absolutely no need to talk about false friendship.
Zhu Mei sat on the round table in the center and saw the chef being killed. Her expression was a bit ugly, but she quickly recovered and bit Xue Meiniang in one bite. What came out in the middle was not cream, but some kind of strange fat.
Sur picked a table to the side and said before eating: "The situation is a bit grim. The host doesn't show up, and I still don't know what the mission is."
Fortunately, the first night did not encounter too difficult ghosts.
Ji Heng: "It is malfeasance not to post a mission maliciously, and the host will not make low-level mistakes to deal with the players."
Sur thoughtful: "So this mission itself is issued halfway?"
Ji Heng nodded: "Individual dungeons are purely survival battles, and ghosts are difficult to deal with. It is already a skill for players to survive safely for a few days. The dungeon will give a low-level difficulty task at the end... Of course, this is only one of the possibilities."
Just as they were talking, Zhou Que and Ye Xiaocen also came.
The blood on the window has been wiped clean, and the second window has a closed sign.
Ye Xiaocen looked at the food in the window, Yu Guang paid attention to Ji Heng's side, and asked in a succinct manner: "How can I get mango fish?"
The chef ignored him, Ye Xiaocen saw a few drops of blood beside the roasted whole lamb, contacted the blood on Ji Heng's sleeve, and guessed what had just happened. The tone is somewhat meaningful: "Kill a chef to get a proper breakfast?"
The female chef at the third window licked the corner of her mouth: "You can try."
Zhou Que has extraordinary confidence in Ye Xiaocen, since Su Er and Ji Heng can handle it, he must also be able to.
"Don't eat or drink a toast! Captain, let's do it."
Ye Xiaocen's thoughts went deeper, and he didn't act immediately.
Sur also felt strange over there, Ye Xiaocen's force value is very high, and he can rank in the top three among the players he has seen, and it is absolutely not a problem to deal with a mere chef.
But the female chef's ruthlessness doesn't seem to be pretending, and there is no way to please him just now.
Sur raised his eyebrows: "What's the situation?"
Ji Heng was silent for a moment, his eyes changed slightly, and he said slowly, "Electric shocker."
Sur reviewed the whole operation and wondered: "The chef is afraid of electric shocks?"
Skipping the answer, Ji Heng knocked on the table: "If that's the case, then it's troublesome."
After a moment's pause, he raised his head and said solemnly: "Props can only make ghosts jealous. What can really make them feel fear is the more powerful kind."
Sur couldn't help his scalp tingling: "It's possible that this has never happened before."
Ji Heng sneered: "Are you afraid of snakes in hibernation?"
Sur pursed his lips and shook his head. Not only is he not afraid, but he can easily grasp the life and death of the other party.
"What if the snake wakes up?"
Hearing that, Sur's hand holding the fork was slightly harder, thinking about this possibility, the position of the shocker in his pocket seemed to be faintly hot, which made him feel a little uneasy for a while.