After the mission was completed and released, the four groups took boats and left the lake pavilion.
In the boat there is a turntable divided into five parts. On them are "plum", "lan", "bamboo", "chrysanthemum" and "ting". Chu Tianshu turned the dial to the word "Mei", and the boat automatically headed north.
As the system said, the boat is automatic without wind. After Chu Tianshu boarded the boat, he began to probe his head. The thin man saw him running diligently at the bow and stern, and couldn't help asking him, "Brother, what are you looking at?"
Chu Tianshu: "I'm studying the power system of this ship."
Thin man: ...
"It's strange." Chu Tianshu looked distressed, and returned to his seat, "There is really no trace of the power system... How does it move?"
The thin man was speechless: "Is this kind of thing meaningful for research?"
"Don't underestimate the tracing of scientific principles." Chu Tianshu said straightforwardly, "Sometimes the principle of solving problems lies in it."
Thin man: ...
Lin Huai also came to the bow, looking left and right. The water of the lake is emerald green, like a deep pool where the bottom cannot be seen. He stared at the jade-like lake for a moment, then suddenly put his hand into the water.
His white hands entered the water, and in an instant, several bloody white and entangled ghost hands stretched out, trying to grab his wrist ferociously.
Lin Huai patted them away with the other hand very calmly. Then, he shook the water off his arm and returned to the cabin: "This lake is full of ghosts."
"Oh, so that's the case." Chu Tianshu was thoughtful, "So it's actually because there are ghosts pushing us away?"
Thin man: ...
He didn't know for a moment whether he should be afraid of being on top of many ghosts in a lone boat, or should he be afraid of tens of thousands of ghosts crowded under the lake, passing their boats to Meizhuang one by one. And the sand sculpture made a sound.
In the end, he chose fear.
The blue lake stretches as far as the eye can see, and the originally small pavilion in the middle of the lake has also disappeared into the vast mist with the crowds going away. It seemed that they were the only boat left in the world, driving on the boundless lake.
The sky is full of clouds and mist, the thin man can't see the sky, can't see the ground, all he can see is the painting boat that is as small as a piece of reed, and under the seemingly calm water surface, there are actually countless pale ghosts floating around. float.
For a moment, he had a fear of not knowing where he would drift... It was as if, this small boat would always drift to an unknown place, be broken, and bring the three of them to the bottom of the water, being caught by tens of thousands of people. As long as the ghosts eat up all the food!
The thought sent chills down his spine. He looked at the two sitting on the bow on the other side, who seemed to be looking into the distance, and said with trembling lips, "You...do you feel a little cold?"
"Hey, look." One of the handsome young men was lying on the bow, fishing for ghosts with his fingers out of boredom, and every time the ghost's hand came up, he would open it with a brick, "It's quite fun, like fishing. "
Thin man: ...
He wondered if he was crazy and was hallucinating from being too lonely. The handsome young man sitting next to the handsome young man pointed to the snow mountain in front of him with a wrench:
"It's not your illusion." He said casually, "Meizhuang is almost here."
As the boat got deeper, floating ice gradually appeared on the water. And the small island covered by ice and snow also appeared in front of everyone.
There is no greenery on the island, only white snow, and gray and black dead branches and stones. The boat eventually got stuck in the ice on the shore. Chu Tianshu jumped off the boat, stood on the shore, and stretched out his hand to Lin Huai: "Grab me."
Lin Huai took his arm and jumped off the boat too. Chu Tianshu complained: "How many ghosts have you caught with your hands? It's dirty, wipe it off with paper."
Lin Huai stood aside and wiped her hands with a paper towel. At this time, the thin man said with expectation: "And I—"
Chu Tianshu said coldly: "Come down by yourself."
Thin man: ...
We are all men, why pull him and not me
The thin man also jumped off the boat and slipped on the ice. The moment he stepped onto the island, the three of them heard a system prompt:
"You have arrived at Meizhuang. The cruise ship will stay here for seven days. Please meet the owner of Meizhuang and find the 'plum' in the four beautiful pictures within seven days."
"The clues have been released."
A yellowed ball of paper appeared in Lin Huai's hands. He turned over the paper ball, only to see a sentence written on it in a beautiful hairpin lowercase script: "The beauty of the peach blossoms shines brightly."
"Tao Zhiyaoyao, scorching its flowers?" The thin man leaned over, "What do you mean by that?"
"Describe the peach blossoms in spring, with dense, bright and brilliant petals."
"But... Aren't we plum blossoms? Ah Chi!" The skinny man rubbed his shoulders, "This place... is really cold..."
He sniffed hard at his snot. Lin Huai mobilized part of his ghost power, so he felt fine. He turned to Chu Tianshu: "Are you cold?"
Chu Tianshu: "I'm not cold...Ah Choo."
Lin Huai was speechless, Chu Tianshu said: "Let's hold hands? Warm up?"
When the two hands touched each other, Chu Tianshu shivered again: "Fuck, I forgot that you are...forget it."
He pulled Lin Huai very upright and walked along the only road leading to the villa on Snow Island. The thin man looked at the backs of the two holding hands, and then looked at his own hands.
'Two big men are holding hands...' He is stupid, 'but why don't they hold me? '
The thin man who had no sense of being a light bulb ran forward with the two of them. Along the way, snowflakes flew, and the cold snow particles hit the faces of the two of them directly.
This island can be said to be withered, except for the silvery white snowflakes, there are only black branches covered with rime on both sides. Chu Tianshu looked at it for a while, then told Lin Huai, "These are plum blossoms."
"Plum blossoms... don't bloom because it's too cold?"
Chu Tianshu: "They seem to be dead."
The island is maddeningly cold and maddeningly quiet. It is hard to imagine what kind of people would live on such a dry and cold island. After walking in the snow for 30 minutes, they finally saw the manor above the snow mountain.
The word "Meizhuang" is engraved on a big stone. The big stone stands on top of the sky and the ground, and the word Meizhuang seems to be carved with sword energy, which is magnificent. The gate of the villa was closed tightly, and Chu Tianshu stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After five minutes, the door was opened by a maid: "...who?"
After looking intently at the three people in front of her, she said again: "Housekeeper, butler, the doctor invited by the master has arrived!"
The three people in front of the manor looked at each other in dismay. After the maid in white left, the old man in white came to the door.
"...Come in." He said in an old voice.
The three entered Meizhuang, the old man coughed and closed the door.
The wind and snow were blocked by the high walls of Meizhuang. Although the village is deserted, there is no harsh wind to shave your face. The old man folded his hands and bowed to the three with lowered eyelids: "...the three must be healers from the capital, please follow me to see the master. Before meeting the master, please change your clothes first."
The three of them followed the old man all the way inward along the corridor. Lin Huai whispered: "This dungeon is very elegant, and you need to change clothes."
"Do you think there might be some kind of cover in the clothes?" The thin man said worriedly, "For example..."
"For example, it's made of human skin?" Lin Huai said casually, "It's full of fine and dense teeth, and the teeth have been eating your flesh and blood in places where outsiders can't see, and finally ate you hollow..."
"Fuck!" the skinny man screamed, "Are you sick?"
"Haha, he just likes to joke." Chu Tianshu patted Lin Huai's shoulder, "Don't pay attention to him."
He leaned down: "Have you noticed that there seem to be plum trees everywhere in this plum village?"
Lin Huai: "Is that a plum tree?"
Chu Tianshu: "... isn't it?"
"In my opinion, they are all black twisted branches." Lin Huai said sincerely, "The only difference is that one looks like a ghost's hand, and the other looks like a ghost's leg..."
Chu Tianshu: "..."
The three of them came to a heated room under the leadership of the old man. Dozens of white clothes of different styles were all hung in it.
At first glance, these dozens of white clothes really looked like floating ghosts... Lin Huai twitched the corners of his mouth. He felt that none of the dozens of white clothes had a ghostly look, so he chose one with confidence.
Chu Tianshu also came out in white clothes. The two of them stood together, like two white-clothed swordsmen who were about to walk the rivers and lakes. The thin man was still rummaging through the pile of clothes, and after a while he was pleasantly surprised: "There is a white mink here..."
The clothes they changed were naturally taken away by the maid. Looking at the maid who was still dressed in white, Lin Huai tugged at her collar awkwardly: "Do you think this owner has obsessive-compulsive disorder? Do we all have to wear white?"
"I don't know." Chu Tianshu pointed to the paper lanterns on the veranda, "Look, those paper lanterns are all white."
They walked in the veranda hung with white paper lanterns, feeling that they were going to act in ghost movies all the time. Fortunately, even though Lin and Chu were dressed in fairy-like clothes, the skinny man was wrapped in a white mink, which diluted a lot of the scary atmosphere.
Several people wandered back and forth in the maze-like Meizhuang, and finally stopped in front of the study. The butler passed the message when he entered the door, and said, "The master is painting, please wait a moment."
"Oh, good." Chu Tianshu didn't care, "Well... what disease does your master have?"
"Master, this disease..."
The butler led them into the room. The huge study room was extremely dim, and scrolls that were rolled up and thrown around could be seen everywhere.
The thin man suspected that the famous painting was among these scrolls, so he couldn't help but keep some thoughts.
"Master got this disease ten years ago when he was still fighting in the Quartet. At that time, he hadn't practiced his magical skills and became the best in the world. After many years, he got this disease and never got better."
"So what is the disease?"
Through the screen, Lin Huai seemed to be able to hear rustling sounds behind him, as if someone was holding a brush and drawing continuously on the paper.
"Meixiang." The housekeeper said, "Master... no matter where he is, no matter when he is, he can smell a strong smell..."
"Mei Xiang."
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