Chapter 1848

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Bohemia blinked at Descartes in silence. The fuzzy mosaic seemed to be looking back at her with encouraging eyes - after a few seconds, she couldn't help it: "are you constipated because you don't speak?"

"You have no understanding." Descartes sighed, "didn't you check the body with me? Did you forget that there was a broken sheet under the body?"

Bohemia's big eyes with long eyelashes flashed again.

"Oh," she understood, "I've thought of this for a long time. I thought you were talking about something else."

Perhaps it was because Lin Sanjiu was in such a bad state that he ignored this detail: if the whole straw bed under him attacked people together, it would be impossible to break his back and keep the broken sheets well.

"Since it's not straw... Why do you say it's straw?"

Although Lin Sanjiu couldn't look back, he immediately stood up his ears when he heard Bohemia ask this sentence: "what? Is that copy? Do you know the answer? What's the matter?"

Descartes, of course, welcomed another audience and extended his voice to her: "the correct answer is indeed 'straw', but it is not the straw that is paved on the ground as a bed... Of course, it is not so much straw as a branch."

"Branches?"

With the explanation. The figure of Descartes' essence slowly increased, as if his belly was full of pride. "Remember when you dug up the land and found nothing strange in the soil? Just after you left, several farmers also dug up the withered field. I leaned over to have a look. In addition to the roots of the crops, the soil was also ordinary."

... isn't that even more confusing? Bohemia wanted to ask, and swallowed the words. Descartes is satisfied enough that she doesn't have to add a bunch of firewood to it.

The mosaic waited for a few seconds and saw no one asking questions, I had to go on and say, "it's very strange. The withered field and the soil under the straw bed all prove that the problem is indeed underground... After all, if it's something like bed bugs, it won't cause several withered lines to spread in the field. But after digging up the land, there's nothing different - note that I'm talking about no 'different' things, not that the soil is empty."

"So what?"

"Nothing unusual, but there are many things in the soil. What stones, grass roots, insects, seeds... There are many impurities, but they are ignored by us because they look too ordinary. I say this, have you not thought of some creatures in nature? Can you disguise yourself as creatures exactly like the surrounding environment -"

"Ah," Bohemia suddenly realized, "that kind of insect, I know, looks exactly like a branch as soon as it stops -"

"Yes, many creatures have such abilities, which is not surprising." Descartes said slowly, "but this creature's ability is better. It is rooted in the depths of the earth, and only its' root 'or' branches' are constantly growing upward; where the branches grow, they look exactly like the things around them. Even if they look like a broken grass root in the soil and stretch out of the soil, they can also look like straw."

"So the straw bed is mixed with branches of this creature?" Bohemia was surprised, "how did you guess?"

"Where it grows, the plants and trees wither, and they all dry up alive. Since it lives by sucking biological fluids, is there a more attractive goal than human beings whose body is 70% water?" Descartes explained in great detail: "since it can extend the root system to the ground, it can also extend down the field to the farmhouse. Although the number of branches is large, it is not as much as straw - which explains why the broken sheets are not crushed together."

"Why?" Lin Sanjiu suddenly asked.

"Because we need to absorb human blood, we have to grind the skin and muscles to pieces... But the sheet itself has no liquid, so those branches that grow like straw only need to drill through the cracks and holes." Descartes was full of pride and became a large area, "I see, you can open the drum on her neck!"

"Wait," Bohemia asked hurriedly, "how can we use this creature? We can't let it crush the back of her head -"

The host of the copy pinched the time extremely hard - before she could figure out what to do, the translucent drum formed by the white film on Lin Sanjiu's neck suddenly cracked with a "Bo" sound in a slight shiver. A shadow like a small tree seems to be a baby soaked in amniotic fluid for a long time. When it comes into contact with the outside air, it suddenly rolls and stretches, stretching its tangled body.

Bohemia's eyes just fell on the dark figure, and its dense and numerous "branches" gradually disappeared into the air - the top part quickly became colorless and transparent, and the place near the hair became a black filament; When approaching the skin, it turns into a meat skin with fine pores

"You're right," she frowned. "You guess disgusting things are accurate."

But what should we do now?

Lin Sanjiu had two wrong answers just now. In addition to the birth of creatures on his neck, he had to be punished once; If she didn't answer "prison situation", she would be punished twice by this disgusting thing with roots. Bohemia thought about the facts he heard when the onion was undressed, and he was worried: there are too many punishments, but it's a creature that can crush people's backs

"Player Lin Sanjiu, please pay attention. Please answer the question of prison situation as soon as possible. You have the last 30 seconds left."

It's hard to do now. Bohemia doesn't need to ask. Just looking at the look on Lin Sanjiu's side face, we know that she must have black eyes on the prison situation——

"Thirty seconds... Enough." Lin Sanjiu took a low breath, "I didn't want to use the little consciousness I finally saved in such a place."

After the bulge burst, her breathing was smooth again. At this time, although her voice was low, Bohemia heard it clearly. She just "huh?" With a sound, Lin Sanjiu's look suddenly changed - she still remembers that she once saw it in the xiaoxiaole copy last time——

Like a bright moon in the night sky, it is quiet and quiet. Looking at the world, and so far away from the world

Where is the master of this expression now?

Bohemia thought secretly.