"I dreamed!" she cried in alarm. "I dreamed again!"
"She's standing in the water... just standing in the water..." the white-collar woman looked at her wet hands, "she was standing in the water, looking at me, just looking at me like that... I walked towards her, involuntarily... "
"Then her hair! Her hair entangled me! Her hands also hugged me. She took me and sank into the water... I just followed her and sank together..."
The white-collar woman grabbed her neck and cried hysterically: "Let's get out of here... get out of here! We're not looking for that painting anymore, she's here... she's here!"
"Calm down!"
The mixed-race man grabbed her shoulders and said coldly, "None of us can leave here without looking for that painting!"
"But if this continues, we will all be drowned!" The white-collar woman screamed, "Didn't you also see it? There are no paintings anywhere here! There are no paintings here at all!"
"...Damn it!"
The mixed-race man overturned the chair, bit his lip, waved his hand, and slammed the table to the ground!
Teacups and teapots shattered all over the floor. A teacup rolled to the corner of the wall. He gasped heavily, staring at the fragments of the teacup: "... we can't go on like this."
"Drawing... that painting..." He scratched his head, "Where is that painting... exactly?!"
The side of the ship pushed aside the green waves on both sides. Lin Huai sat on the bow, playing with the "fishing rod" in his hand boredly.
After Meizhuang, he left a piece of the male master's finger as a souvenir, and wrapped it with the female master's long hair to serve as a fishing line. He was lying on the bow of the boat and was fishing in the water once and for all.
"Did any fish take the bait?" Chu Tianshu asked.
Lin Huai shook his head.
"You deserve it." Chu Tianshu commented, "Who told you to pollute the environment with scumbag fingers."
Lin Huai: ...
He threw his finger into the lake, and, in ten seconds...
That finger was caught by a ghost hand that did not conform to the common sense of physics, and it was thrown back.
Lin Huai looked at the finger thrown back on the boat: ...
"Tell you not to pollute the environment." Chu Tianshu commented.
As he said that, he took out a giant electric wand with a rather weird shape from the package: "Use this."
Lin Huai: ...
"boom!"
In the lightning, several ghosts were burnt to pieces and floated onto the surface of the lake. Chu Tianshu took back the electric stick and said, "Ghosts are like dumplings, they will naturally float to the surface after they are cooked. Well, this is very scientific."
As he spoke, he held the electric baton and turned to Lin Huai.
Thinking of Lin Huai who had shocked the other party once: "...do you want to shock me with this thing too?"
Chu Tianshu: "Of course I use a smaller one..."
Talking about it all the way, Lan Zhuang finally split up and appeared in front of the two of them.
Unlike Meizhuang, which is icy and snowy, Orchid Island seems to be in spring. It seemed that there had been a continuous spring rain at night, and the air was full of rain.
"It smells like rain." Chu Tianshu commented.
This breath of rain is mixed with the faint aroma of plants. Soaks through the fabric of clothing into the bone marrow. Just walking on the road, the two felt that their bodies had been wet.
"I hate rain." Lin Huai frowned and sniffed his sleeves, "My body smells like plum rain... Tsk. I feel like a salted fish on a chopping board, and the ground is full of puddles... "
He raised his foot and looked: "Tsk, it's all mud."
Chu Tianshu looked at him for a while: "Shall I carry you?"
Lin Huai: ...
"Come on." Chu Tianshu turned his back to him and said, "Don't be shy."
Lin Huai: ...
"You... a man, carry me a man?" Lin Huaixu raised his eyes and said, "Is this picture too..."
"Alas." Chu Tianshu scratched his head, and sighed as if he was a bit troublesome, "Who told you to..."
Lin Huai: ...
"Didn't you wear the limited-edition co-branded pair I gave you?" Chu Tianshu said sadly, "Didn't I tell you that this is a pair of reverse-colored couples, so you should keep it carefully?!"
Lin Huai: "... huh?"
"Hurry up, come up." Chu Tianshu continued, "Don't get your shoes dirty."
Lin Huai: ...
Chu Tianshu walked on the muddy ground with his boyfriend and his joint limited edition on his back. Lin Huai leaned on the other person's shoulder, realizing that she again didn't recognize the nuances of the pile of shoes that Chu Tianshu bought for him, so that she wore the wrong shoes.
When the plaque of "Lanzhuang" appeared in front of the two of them, Chu Tianshu put him down. He looked at Lin Huai's feet, Lin Huai thought he was still distressed about the shoes, so he said: "I..."
"Oh." Chu Tianshu sighed.
Lin Huai: "...I'm sorry, I didn't recognize it."
"I'm not feeling sorry for this." Chu Tianshu looked at his feet and said, "I was thinking, if I found out earlier, I would..."
"stop me?"
Chu Tianshu: "No, I'll wear my pair too."
Lin Huai: "...what?"
"In this way, everyone in the game knows that we are a couple." Chu Tianshu was immersed in fantasy, and said triumphantly, "And it's a couple wearing joint limited editions, how cool!"
Lin Huai: "...why are you suddenly so boyish about this kind of thing?"
Chu Tianshu ignored his complaints, he knocked on the knob on the door, and said loudly: "Is someone—is—"
There were hurried footsteps coming from inside the door, and a boy holding a white umbrella ran over and opened the door: "You are..."
"Oh, I see." After seeing the two of them clearly, he smiled, "You are also the bearers who are here to help send the wedding, come, come, all in, all in!"
He led the two into the atrium. Along the way, the two of them saw lush greenery as far as their eyes could see, whether it was willows or shrubs, they were all wet and green under the rain and fog. The servant asked: "The bride will be married in four days, how should I address you two?"
Chu Tianshu said, "My name is Ma Long."
Lin Huai: ...
He squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Tianshu, who smiled playfully at him.
The boy looked at Lin Huai: "What about you?"
Lin Huai: "My name is Brando."
"Oh, fine, I'll call you old horse and old white." The boy said.
The npc obviously didn't understand the pun between the godfather and the bearer.
The two followed the young man to walk in Lanzhuang. Along the way, Lin Huai noticed a small courtyard shaded by emerald green.
—In the yard, there is a small sedan chair.
The servant brought the two of them to a yard: "You guys can rest in this yard for the past three days. You can walk around in Lanzhuang, but there are three places you can't go to—"
Chu Tianshu asked: "Where?"
"The Orchid Courtyard where the bride lives, the mountain temple on the mountain, and the lake in the backyard." The boy said, "The water has risen recently, so don't go to the lake."
After saying this, he held an umbrella and left the small courtyard.
"The water has risen recently, so you can't go to the lake?"
Chu Tianshu opened the door: "Those two people should also live in a small courtyard here, Lao Bai, let's go around and have a look?"
Lin Huai: "Good old horse."
"The note should be in their hands." Chu Tianshu said, "I just don't know how they are exploring..."
"Well," Lin Huai said thoughtfully, "In short, let them hand over the note first..."
The mixed-race man was still sitting in the room.
He opened his bloodshot eyes wide, looking at the green color outside the window.
He couldn't bear it any longer.
Although the female white-collar worker was attacked again at night, after three o'clock, he still slept briefly for three hours as planned.
He had that dream again.
In the dream, he was standing by the emerald green lake. By the lake, there is a lush, woody and grassy plant.
The rain was pattering down, and he could vaguely hear the voices of people talking.
"It's raining again… "
"The mountain god is angry..."
"The witch said... to the mountain god... to send a bride..."
"Brother-brother!!"
As if he was out of his control, step by step, he walked towards the blue lake,
The water in the lake was rippling. He knelt on the ground and looked at his face in the lake.
"come over… "
"come over… "
What appeared in the water was a woman's face!
The woman's hair, the woman's arms wrapped around him. Her white dress was like blooming petals.
Her hair floated in the lake, rippling slowly with the water waves.
In the dream he didn't want to run away, didn't want to leave. That woman's embrace reminded him of the person he once loved the most.
—his long-lost, sister.
"Brother." He seemed to hear his sister's voice, "Come find me, come with me..."
He meekly followed the woman into the water, and when he was about to be submerged by the lake, he heard a cry from the sky.
"Wake up!" The female white-collar worker screamed, "Wake up!"
A slap hit him hard on the face, and the mixed-race man struggled to wake up from his dream. The rootless water had blocked his nasal cavity, mouth, ear canal... and even throat,
Coughing frantically, he finally spewed out the water. After that, he never dared to sleep again, sat in the yard, and waited until dawn.
"That woman was sunk into the lake and sacrificed to the mountain god." The female white-collar worker sat beside him and said softly, "She's going to drown us all...but where is the painting?"
She shed tears: "I don't want to die..."
Her sad emotions seemed to have infected the mixed-race man. The latter stared at the orchids in the yard and was also silent.
"Lily..." He gently called out his sister's name.
—Is this the end of my life
When they are sad and sad. Suddenly there was a loud bang at the door!
"boom-"
"Ghost!" The mentally sensitive female white-collar worker screamed, "A ghost is coming!"
— No, the half-race man judged with difficulty, this was clearly the sound of the door being blasted open by guns.
As the door bolt was blasted open, two figures also appeared in the courtyard. One held a hand cannon, and the other stood on tiptoe.
"It should be here." One of them said, "I have blasted all the courtyards that can be blasted—except for the ones where important NPCs live."
"So do I," said another. "Look, there are two people sitting there."
Mixed race man:
Drowsy, he was forcibly woken up. He opened his dull eyes and looked at the two uninvited guests in front of him.
— Bandit robbery. This was his first thought.
One of them stepped forward and pinched his chin forcefully, forcing him to look up: "Mixed-blood face, it's him."
Another person with a pistol compared the white-collar woman with the photos of all the players he had secretly taken in his phone: "It's the same as the photo, it's her."
If it wasn't because the brain was too sleepy, the mixed-race man would have complained, "What kind of plot is this about the mafia catching criminals?"
However, for the past three days, staying up all night with black eye sockets has drained all his energy. Then, he heard one of them say: "Now that the task object has been confirmed, can we do it?"
... Wait, we are not the target of the mission, we are obviously your teammates.
The slightly shorter young man grinned, raised one knee, put his foot on the threshold, and bent down to look at him.
"Hand over the note." He stretched out his hand and said coldly while smiling.
He licked the corner of his mouth: "Otherwise—I—"
Mixed race man:
Lin Huai, tentatively named Laobai: "Sunflower acupuncture."
Until later, the mixed-race man often thought of this scene, and the two people who fell from the sky.
They looked nothing like two saviors who were about to save their teammates.
—and like two, "Bash my teammates," emotionless notes robbing the machine.