Female ghost: ...
She let go of the male master's head, and shrank back silently. Lin Huai raised his eyebrows, rubbed his knuckles, and walked towards her step by step.
"Lin Huai, you..."
Chu Tianshu's voice sounded behind him. Lin Huai stopped where he was and turned his head.
"You want to stop me?" He sneered, "Why? Because she is a female ghost? Are you sympathetic?"
—I'm taking revenge for you.
In just three seconds, Lin Huai became more and more angry. Chu Tianshu said, "No, no, of course it's not for this."
"Hit a snake and hit seven inches." Chu Tianshu fumbled for something from the package, and walked towards the female ghost, "Besides, there is no reason for a man to let his wife avenge him..."
As he spoke, his fingertips flashed coldly, and he showed his straight white teeth in a smile.
half an hour later.
Chu Tianshu put a whole bag of hair into the package, and walked out of the study with his head held high.
"... What kind of thing are you hitting a snake and hitting seven inches?" Lin Huai followed behind him and complained about him, "You..."
Chu Tianshu caressed his hairline: "Ah, no matter how long it takes, seeing these thick-haired female ghosts will make me feel sick..."
Lin Huai: ...
"It's just reciprocity." Chu Tianshu said, "Although she tried to kill me, it was only their duty as a ghost npc, but she was used by me instead, and I took the opportunity... hehe. And she Die bad enough, bullying a weak woman is not what a man does... "
"..." Lin Huai snorted, "Are you quite machismo? I never look at the gender of my opponent..."
Chu Tianshu: "You only look at strength?"
Lin Huai: "No, regardless of gender, as long as you make me unhappy, you have to give me paws."
Chu Tianshu: ...
... In a sense, Lin Huai is quite principled and treats everyone equally.
When they walked in Meizhuang, the mighty rime had dissipated. The originally withered plum trees also bloomed with scorching flowers one by one.
Snow land, red plums, ancient residence... Chu Tianshu commented: "In all fairness, this dungeon is beautifully arranged."
Lin Huai shrugged: "The examiner is also a literary youth."
They returned to the burned Plum Shadow Pavilion. Although Lin Huai didn't care about the thin man's life or death, Chu Tianshu said: "We must know the whereabouts of the thin man."
"Sometimes even a small omission in the dungeon will lead to the loss of everything." He said, "Although I don't want to bring a bottle of oil on board, no matter how you treat him, you must know his final end and where to go. This kind of thing is called 'information'."
Nor was he saying this because of the much-maligned Madonna disease. But because of his experience of multiple copies.
"Tell me in detail?"
"I participated in a dungeon on a snowy mountain before. The team leader at that time thought that several injured people were oil bottles and threw them into the cave." Chu Tianshu rummaged through the ruins, looking for traces of the thin man, " As a result, the abandoned, dead, and injured people all turned into life-threatening ghosts. This is the trap in that game."
Lin Huai nodded, and touched the charred ruins with his hands: "I understand, so we want to rule out potential dangerous factors."
"En." Chu Tianshu opened his hand, "Don't touch it, it's dirty here."
He searched and searched, but found no trace of the thin man in the yard. It was as if he had evaporated from this yard. Lin Huai thought for a while, and suddenly said coldly: "Do you think he has already..."
"No." Chu Tianshu shook his head, "First, he was seriously injured and couldn't walk far. Second..."
He turned on his phone: "I installed a camera at the only exit in Meizhuang."
Lin Huai: ...
Chu Tianshu: "There is no trace of him coming and going in the camera."
… The man is always inexplicably scientific in inexplicable places. Lin Huaixu thought about it.
"It's fine if you can't find it." Chu Tianshu scratched his hair, "I'll look here again. If there's nothing else, I'll go back by boat."
Lin Huai nodded.
After standing for too long, my legs are a little tired. He took a step back and leaned against the plum tree behind him.
Something hit his shoulder.
He turned his head and saw a gold watch on the branch of this thin plum tree.
… a gold watch.
He suddenly remembered that the skinny man was also wearing a gold watch.
Reminiscent of the dead trees all over the mountains and plains in this Meizhuang...
"keep the change."
Chu Tianshu was still turning over, but Lin Huai's voice came from behind him.
"Already... found."
They sat in a small boat, driven by the water waves, and returned to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Incense was still burning in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and none of the other groups came back.
The four scrolls that were once blank have now been filled with one. On the picture scroll are the manor in the snow and the plum blossoms burning like blood.
The remaining three paintings are empty. They sat in the pavilion for a while, but the others still did not come back.
"The time for three incense sticks is coming soon." Chu Tianshu looked at the incense burner, "Want to visit other islands?"
"for example?"
"Orchids. Plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, let's come one by one in order." Chu Tianshu made the final decision.
Lin Huai looked at him suspiciously: "Do you think our teammates are such useless?"
Chu Tianshu scratched his head: "I hope... no?"
Meanwhile, late at night.
"Let's sleep together tonight, you sleep first, I'll keep watch for you, and then I'll sleep again."
The eyes of the mixed-race man were already bloodshot. He stared at the teapot on the table with almost crazy eyes.
"But..." The female white-collar worker's voice was almost crying, "As soon as we fall asleep, we will..."
"We haven't slept in three days."
The mixed-race man's eyes were black and blue. He used to be handsome, but now, due to exhaustion, his face has sunken deeply. This makes him describe strangely, like a skeleton.
"just in case… "
"There's nothing wrong with it!" the mixed-race man interrupted her unceremoniously, "If we stay up all this time, we'll all be exhausted to death before we find this painting! Or..."
"We're going to pass out from exhaustion at the same time," he said. "No one will be able to wake us up. We'll all be in a dream..."
"Drowned alive."
The female white-collar worker was sobbing. She seemed to be at the end of her strength, but she was struggling to keep her eyelids from falling.
"That painting..." she cried softly, "Where is it... We have searched the whole Lanzhuang, everything, where there might be a painting, there is no..."
The mixed-race man bit his lip and said nothing.
He spread out the note that had been folded and unfolded countless times by them on the table again.
The clear handwriting on the note has been blurred by water stains. However, the above eight characters can still be barely recognized.
"The so-called Iraqis are on the water side!"
The twelve o'clock bell was struck again. The eyelids of the female white-collar worker finally gradually sank.
After she struggled to look away for the last time, the mixed-race man said hoarsely, "You go to bed first."
He tried his best to keep himself awake, and looked at the watch in his hand: "You sleep for three hours, and I will sleep at three o'clock."
"I'll wake you up if something goes wrong in the middle." He emphasized again, "We can't keep our eyes open for another day."
Female white-collar workers can't stand it anymore. She leaned back on the bed.
"You must remember to wake me up."
Before going to bed, she gave him a hard word. The half-breed man nodded.
The female white-collar worker was lying on the pillow. She seemed to be extremely tired and soon fell asleep.
"Tick, tick, tick."
Inside the house, only the sound of the mixed-race man's watch hands turning was left.
He moved a chair, sat beside the female white-collar worker, and looked at the woman on the bed.
"Tick, tick, tick."
The pointer moved boringly, and his eyelids also began to droop gradually.
In order not to let himself fall asleep, he scratched his collarbone vigorously, trying to wake himself up.
'Can't sleep, can't sleep...'
The body has reached its limit, and the spirit of insisting on oneself is also hanging by a thread. The mixed-race man sometimes looked at his watch, and sometimes at the woman on the bed.
The woman on the bed lay quietly. She still seemed to have residual fear of the experience of the past few days, even in her dream, her brows were slightly frowned.
"yawn..."
The half-breed man yawned. The hand that pinched his thigh gradually relaxed.
Two hours later, the woman in the dream did not show any abnormality.
… and one more hour. He thought in a daze.
There was still an hour before he went to sleep.
"Tick, tick, tick."
Listening to the boring sound of the watch hands moving, his eyelids slowly sank.
Through the slits in his eyes, he could see that the brows of the woman on the bed gradually relaxed.
"Tick, tick, tick."
His hands also completely softened.
"Tick, tick, tick."
The mixed-race man who fell into extreme sleepiness did not realize that in the endless silence of the night, there was gradually another sound, which coincided with the ticking of the pointer!
It was a very slight sound of dripping water.
"Tick, tick, tick."
The woman was still lying on the bed with her hands on her chest. But her pale face...
Actually gradually precipitated small drops of water!
At first, the water droplets just gather on the pores, like a small mist. Then, in every inch of her pores, there were unceasingly deliberate drops of water, which precipitated outward.
Dense droplets of water finally covered her face. At the same time, the woman's expression became more and more peaceful and serene.
The corners of her mouth gradually turned up, and a weird smile appeared on her face.
More drops of water appeared on her face, on the tip of her nose...
"Snapped!"
Drops of water poured into her nose!
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
The woman grabbed her neck and struggled violently on the sheet. The half-race man who had been drowsy was also awakened at this moment!
'Save... save...'
The water covered her mouth and nose, and the white-collar woman couldn't make a sound. The originally dry bed was also wet by the water seeping from every pore in her body!
"Wake up!" The mixed-race man patted her body and shouted in her ear, "Wake up!"
'Ah-ah! '
Amidst the violent yelling, the female white-collar worker finally opened her eyes!
"Cough cough, cough cough...!!"
She vomited violently, spitting out all the gushing water from her seven orifices.