Chapter 92

Breakfast is around the eight immortals table in the hall. The table was big enough for more than a dozen people to sit around.

The old lady with a cat face mask I met last night seems to be the NPC in charge of their life. After delivering the last bowl of fried rice cake, the old man moved his three inch feet across the threshold and walked out of the hall slowly.

After one night in the copy, we all have some experience of the game. The wheat, dyed with a sharp green hair, rose slightly, stretched out his hand and fished out a root of fried dough sticks. He said calmly, "the conditions here are not harsh. Players can eat and live well, but they always feel uncomfortable. Whether it's the sky, the white fog or the river, I feel a kind of pressure, even when I'm walking outdoors, I feel that there is a layer of membrane covering me

Peter Pan quickly raised his head from the sea bowl, and there was a ring of soybean milk on his lips. His mouth was not clear: "right, right! You're right, brother wheat. I have this feeling. My chest is stuffy and I can't breathe. Moreover, the atmosphere of this copy is frightening. The wind is always blowing behind the neck. Sometimes I can't even get scared. "

After spending the night with wheat, Peter Pan found that this guy seemed tough and hard to be provoked, but in fact, he was calm and calm. He was always easy-going and calm in receiving people and things, just like a big brother who was reassuring. So he quickly reversed the prejudice of judging people by their appearance and mixed them with wheat overnight.

"You're going to make a difference." Wen Lei sat opposite Pan Peter. After listening to him, he curled his lips and said, "what kind of terror? I can't breathe. I don't feel like this at all. There is no evil or mutant in this copy. It's delicious and entertaining. It's not very difficult. We just need to think about how to cross the river outside and then go ashore. Don't talk about it all day long. "

Panpeter sipped his lips. Although he was not satirized in his heart, he quietly held up the porcelain bowl with half of the soybean milk left, and said nothing. I don't want to cause trouble for no reason.

At this time, Bo ye put a bag of bean paste into pan peter's bowl, turned to Wen Lei and said with a chuckle, "you must be very good, right? We can see that they are experienced God level players at a glance. In this way, we can rest assured that the next game depends on you, carry? "

Pan Peter looked at the beancurd bag in his eye bowl and felt that Bo Ye was protecting himself. His mood was suddenly cured.

Wen Lei has only experienced two copies, and both of them are lucky to escape, far from the so-called God level players, but Bo Ye's words obviously satisfy his vanity. Wen Lei hurried down the steps and patted his chest to guarantee: "no problem! Next, I'll take care of it. I'll make sure that all the people are safe on shore. "

Peter Pan quietly made a face, did not believe Wen Lei's words at all, disdained in the heart. He put down the soymilk bowl, touched the Beanbag and bit. In my heart, my brother Ye is a god level player. Well, my sister-in-law is a smart player. I sprout the soul of the whole team, and my big brother plays the whole NPC.

Miss carry, it's not your turn.

The players left the door in the half morning and went straight to the wooden bridge that they passed yesterday. At present, the bridge is the most likely place to become an escape exit, so everyone is thinking about it.

A narrow slate street. On the other side of the river, it is surrounded by stone railing poles, and there are stone carvings with bud lotus on the top of the railing. On the other side of the street are houses, mostly two-story wooden buildings, but because it happens to be the location of the back door, there are not many pedestrians. Once in a while, one or two old women dressed and masked came out of the door with a bamboo basket in their hands. When they saw a dozen or so of them, it was just as if they had not seen them. Do what you need to do.

The sonorous and powerful sound of pile driving never stops, but the wooden pile

Gu Meng leaned over the guardrail and tried to see it more carefully. Then she asked Enjin uncertainly, "is there any change compared with yesterday?"

When I got here yesterday, it was basically dark, so I didn't see it clearly during the day.

EN Jin quietly holds Gu Meng's coat back to prevent people from falling into the river. He said, "it didn't move. The mark is still on the horizontal plane. "

After en Jin remind, other people have gathered around, this can see that there are really a line of marks on the stake. Evenly spaced, as measured by a ruler. Panpeter poked his finger, counted the marks on the stake from bottom to top, muttered words in his mouth, and finally said, "there are twelve marks."

"It's eleven." Tang Zhi corrected him.

He scratched his back shyly and said, "that's eleven. It's too many to count."

"Eleven last night?" Gu Meng looks at en Jin.

EN Jin nodded and her eyes moved to the master with crane face mask. In the late autumn weather, the teacher only wore a light short shirt, and his arms and body were very thin, but when he lifted the hammer to hit the stake, he burst out a kind of amazing sense of strength in his vision.

After a round of smashing, the master held the hammer high above his head with both hands. In the process, he slowly accumulated strength, as if to gather all the strength on the skinny body. Then he swung the hammer and smashed it down. It was cruel and fast, full of cold mechanical feeling. It's like no matter what's under it, the hammer will fall accurately.

"Why do I always feel..." Panpeter couldn't explain why. The more he looked at the crane face, the more frightened he was. He bit his finger and said, "master's driving is not a pile..."Bo Ye nodded and understood: "it's loneliness."

“…………” Peter Pan looked at Bo Ye, and suddenly he was not afraid. Originally I wanted to say that the master's posture didn't look like piling piles, but it was like wielding an axe to dismember people.

Bo Ye couldn't stand the progress of master crane face grinding, so he raised his voice across the stone railing and said, "master, can you do it? No, I will. "

Unexpectedly, the master stopped. He put down the hammer, leaned his elbow on the top, and pulled up the corner of his coat to wipe the crane face mask as if it were really wet with sweat.

"It's not me who comes from afar." Master sighed heavily. Because the mask covered his face, people could only distinguish his emotion by listening to the voice.

The master said, "I just don't have the strength."

Bo Ye bowed his head and stepped on the edge of the street. He held it for a while, but could not help it You can't? "

If you don't have strength, it's not your own pot?

“…………”

Master crane face was silent. Through the wooden mask, everyone could feel his embarrassment.

Gu Meng looks at the blurred scenery on the other side of the river in the fog. It is clear that it is only across a narrow river, but it can not be reached. It is inevitable that he is in a hurry. However, according to the present situation, the master is undoubtedly the hope of the whole village, because only he can reach the bridge in front of him.

Gu Meng opened the door and said to his master, "master, when can you drive down the pile and repair this bridge?"

The master turned his face to him, which meant that the project was delayed because of the lack of energy. I need something to help build strength. "

"Something that helps build strength?" Wen Lei rubbed his chin like thinking, and then he called to the people on the bridge, "Hey, master, what is it? We are short of time. Don't play charades here

The crane face master did not pay attention to them, picked up the hammer again, and hit the wooden pile repeatedly.

Wen Lei looked down at the dark river, and said anxiously, "I don't think we should be bothered. The river is very narrow. We can swim through it at random. It's better to rely on ourselves than on this old man."

With a smile, Bo Ye said faintly, "well said, or will you find a way?"

Wen Lei hesitated: "this..."

In his hesitation, two big orange lanterns slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, and a deeper black could be seen in the dark river. Wen Lei's face changed greatly. He had no time to shout something. A huge fish tail burst out of the water and hit the stone railing. The crowd around the shore was in a hurry to avoid, mixed with screams.

Gu Meng only felt that the clothes in the back were tight, and he was immediately pulled into the arms of his descendants. An arm crossed his waist and was led to stagger back two steps. A shallow breath fell from his ear: "Mr. Gu, be careful."

Gu Meng's ears are crisp and her face is red. Every time I listen to the soft and gorgeous voice and call him "Mr. Gu" with a slight smile, I feel a little weak.

The wheat patted off the splashed water on his clothes, wiped his cheek, shook his hand and said, "it seems that the opportunistic mind can't move. The river is guarded by that fish."

Wen Lei has just got close, and if he moves a little slower, he will be slapped in the face by the fish tail. Therefore, he is very scared, and the whole person is still in a muddle.

Bo ye knew that Wen Lei was useless and didn't tease him any more. He asked, "there's no further clues here. Go to the town to find out about the situation."

Players in order to improve efficiency, divided into two walks.

Gu Meng and en Jin, Bo Ye and Tang Zhi, Pan Peter and wheat went together in company. They have been walking along the winding bluestone road for a whole morning, but they haven't visited the whole town yet, and they don't know how big the town is.

There are many alleys here. They are just like the capillaries of this ancient town. You can meet one of them every two steps. However, we did not dare to rush in and scurry, for fear of getting lost, so we spent most of the time walking on the main road.

Gu Meng tries to communicate with the townspeople. Most of them are indifferent and show a strong sense of preparedness for outsiders.

"I don't know. Ask someone else."

"On your way, no time."

"Guest, do you want to buy it or not? Don't delay my business if you don't buy it. "

"Ah? What are you doing with my grandson? Somebody! Grab the baby

After trying to find a child to inquire about the situation, but his grandmother chased her for five blocks with a broom, everyone gave up the idea of communicating with the townspeople.

In a dark lane, Bo Ye rested on the wall with one hand, slightly panting: "the old lady is really able to run. I can take it."

Tang Zhi ran with a flushed face, his back against the wall and quickly looked out of the alley. He said, "the people here are not very friendly."

EN Jin is to take out a small mirror and a lipstick, breath is not even, began to rush to make up.

It was just noon, and Peter, tired and hungry, took out a white gauze wrapped thing from his pocket. When you open it, you can see it's a bean paste bag. He dropped in from the table in the morning.

Before opening his mouth and biting it down, pan Peterson gave it to Gu Meng in a sensible way: "brother, do you want it?"Gu Meng unbuttoned the collar button to dissipate heat, looked at the eye bun, waved his hand to him and said, "no, you can eat it."

The little boy asked about it again. Seeing that others didn't want it, he took a big bite out of the bun.

In fact, the wheat was also a little hungry, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said, "I've learned about the general situation of the town. Otherwise, I'll go back first, and it's time to have dinner."

No one else disagrees.

Enjin was the first to walk out of the alley. As soon as he stepped out, he stopped, looked around and said, "it's foggy."

Everyone followed, and sure enough, heaven and earth are like a layer of gauze, the whole body is floating light and ethereal white fog.

"What fog is it at noon?" Peter finished filling his mouth with buns and looked around cautiously.

Bo Ye warned: "the fog is getting bigger and bigger. Don't fall behind."

Looking at the similar streets and shops in front of him, he suddenly thought of it and said, "I just ran too fast and forgot to recognize the road. Do you want to ask someone how to go back? To avoid waiting in the wrong direction. "

Bo Ye looked at Enjin's back, not worried at all: "we have GPS navigation, follow the right."

Although wheat could not feel his head, he did not ask any more questions.

The more we go back, the heavier the fog and the less voice. Street vendors have closed their stalls, and there are only three or two shop assistants and owners left in the noisy teahouse and restaurant. The ancient town gradually quiet down, people's hearts on the contrary produced anxious and uneasy mood.

"Those in broad daylight should not bump into ghosts..." Pan Peter said, "Amitabha." he took a few steps forward and squeezed between Bo Ye and Tang Zhi, who were holding hands with each other. On one side, he took up their arms and said with thick cheek, "brother ye, sister ye, are you tired of walking? I'll hold you

Bo Ye and Tang Zhi are tall, with a small pan peter standing in the middle. From the back, they look like a happy family of three.

Tang Zhi twisted his eyebrows, looked slightly at Pan Peter, and said in a displeased voice, "who is your sister-in-law?"

Panpeter shrunk his neck and quickly changed his voice: "candi..."

Bo Ye whispered to pan Peide: "your sister-in-law is thin skinned and will call in private later."

Tang Zhi's backhand is a slap on Bo Ye's face.

Gu Meng walks in the back and sees three noisy people in front of him, but he laughs. As he was walking, he suddenly heard a ringing bell behind him. Subconsciously, look back.

The streets are covered with white fog, pedestrians in twos and threes, there is a kind of indescribable tiredness between their steps. The white fog outlines their shadows, and when viewed from a distance, it can not help but remind people of the words "walking dead". As soon as Gu Meng looks back, the bell sound disappears, as if it's just an illusion.

Gu Meng turns her head again and looks forward to the front. Everyone is walking without being affected by the sound. At this time, she is about to turn to another street. He hastened his pace to avoid falling behind.

Not a minute after I left, the bell rang again. It's a long way away. I don't know the sound clearly, but Gu Meng just catches it. When he turned around this time, he happened to see a woman walking into an alley in the rear. The umbrella in her hand was tilted, so she could not see her face, but her graceful posture and graceful steps could only belong to young women. The corner between the wall and the line of sight leaves a fluttering cheongsam corner, which is indistinctly visible through the fog as a crescent white color.

Seeing the beautiful image of the woman, Gu Meng seems to think of something, and can't help but slow down. All of a sudden, he turned back to the front of a few people: "do you think this town is missing..."

The voice suddenly stopped, and Gu Meng completely stopped. Standing in the middle of the street, he blinked a little stiffly -

the five men who had walked in front of him disappeared.

"So fast?" Gu Meng returns to his senses and rushes forward. It's not long before we get to a fork in the road. If you look around, you can only see the scene within one meter in the white fog.

Gu Meng can't help but feel a little anxious. She stops and turns around. With one hand, she lifts her coat and puts it in her waist. She holds it slightly in her mouth with the other hand. She bites her index finger joint anxiously, hesitating which way to go.

"Enjin candi Bo Ye"

calling for the names of several other people at different crossroads, but there was no reply.

Just as Gu Meng is about to take a chance to walk, the dense sound of "Ding Lingling" rings behind her. He turned around.

At this time, the fog in the ancient town has reached its peak, and the few pedestrians seem to have returned to the house. The bell is long-lasting, erratic, and completely confusing.

Gu Meng squints, trying to see more clearly in case he misses something. He called out to the empty street, "is anybody there?"

The bell kept ringing, and the whole ancient town seemed to reverberate with that ethereal sound, but no one came into view from the thick fog, and no one agreed.

For some reason, the longer he stood there, the more he could feel the thrill of biting people's muscles and bones. The scalp began to twitch and tingle. It's not a matter to stop here. I just don't do it and turn into the street on the left.

The street was a little narrow and lonely. After two steps, a graceful figure appeared in the white fog ahead. She is petite and graceful with a paper umbrella. Gu Meng thinks of the woman who just walked into the alley. Because of the thick fog, he could only see a vague outline. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the woman was walking forward or in her own direction."Miss?" After thinking for a moment, Gu Meng still took the initiative to say hello and approached cautiously, "may I ask the way?"

Women keep walking. Gu Meng followed him for a while, and suddenly stopped at the same place. As the distance drew closer, he saw that the woman had been walking towards him. In this way, on the contrary, they dare not go forward.

The purple printing paper umbrella was pressed very low, and the woman's face could not be seen clearly. She was dressed in a crescent white cheongsam, and her feet were a pair of bright red embroidered shoes.

When she moves her eyes to the shoes, Gu Meng feels familiar. After a little recollection, she remembers the embroidered shoes that scared Xiaojiabiyu to scream in the courtyard last night. If it's not that pair, it's the same.

"Is Sir lost?" The woman is still close, with her umbrella in her hands. When she walks, she is graceful and charming. She slightly raised some umbrella edge, exposed a section of beautiful jaw, red lips and white teeth, mouth corner a little black mole. Even if you can't see the whole picture, you can imagine a beauty.

Gu Meng, however, unconsciously retreats, sweating behind her. There are no people in this town who don't wear masks.

The woman released her hand and a string of bells hung down from the handle of the umbrella. She said, "where do you want to go? I'll see if I recognize it. "

Gu Meng slowly shook his head, pulled back his sight from the bell, turned around and left: "I suddenly remembered that my friends were waiting for me on another street. I'm sorry."

The sound of the bell "jingling" rang, and it seemed that it was catching up behind him. Gu Meng was so ugly that she almost wanted to run first.

"It's fate to meet, sir." The woman's voice is not slow, as ethereal as the fog, "since you can't help you, why don't you do me a favor?"

Gu Meng unconsciously stepped up his pace and beat him to death without looking back. He was so nervous that he gasped: "no, I'm not a warm-hearted citizen. You can find someone else."

“……”

The talent behind him, regardless of whether he is a warm-hearted citizen or not, reaches out a rotten white hand and presses it on his shoulder.

He opened his eyes wide and cool. The man behind him said in a low voice: "Sir, have you seen my red wedding dress?"

Gu Meng didn't mention it, so scared that his heart almost jumped out. After regaining consciousness, he ran away. It's just that before we start, the back collar is caught by one hand. He was so talented that he was pulled back by Sheng Sheng.

Gu Meng's heart is not good. He is about to struggle. People behind him turn him around.

"Where do you want to run, sir?"

Hearing the soft male voice, Gu Meng is stunned. Only then can he notice that the person in front of him is not the woman with white crescent moon. In front of her eyes, the snow blue fabric is full of flowers, not who Enjin is.

Gu Meng's expression is relaxed, and the whole person is almost paralyzed. He hugged Enjin forward, buried his face in his arms and rolled around to calm his mood. Weak way: "I'm scared to death..."

"Oh? Is it? " Enjin chuckled and put her arm around his waist, "did the gentleman see my red wedding dress?"

Gu Meng's heart stops suddenly. At the same time, she feels her arms on her waist suddenly tighten, which binds him tightly like a vine.

Gu Meng pushes away her predecessors with all her strength. The tall figure of "Enjin" floats back like a piece of paper. The milk like fog is squeezed in an instant and swallows up the figure.

Gu Meng grabs the opportunity to pull out her feet and run wild. Behind her, the urgent bell sounds again, followed by the gentle babbling songs of women.

"It turns out that all the flowers are in full bloom. It seems that they are all in ruins..."

Gu Meng's heart beats like thunder. She has no time to think about anything. She just runs forward with her life. Wherever we go, the song and the bells will follow. One moment behind, one moment on the left, another like in front. Everywhere there are women singing songs, like crying and laughing.

"Lying trough..." Adorable, Gu Meng breathed and ran. He still forgot to make complaints about his own voice. "Are you 3D surround yourself?"

“…………” The music stopped for a second and then began to sing like a thread.

When he ran to the crossing just passed by, Gu Meng was blocked by the white fog and ran into a man face-to-face.

The man held him fast and was knocked back two steps, but somehow he didn't fall.

"Mr. Gu?" In a low voice, "where did you go just now?"

Gu Meng looked up and saw that it was "en Jin". She was still afraid before, but this time she became angry. Do the same trick twice. Play him like a monkey. Every time the woman pretends to be her boyfriend, she responds.

Without saying a word, he waved his fist and gasped: "I never beat a woman. Today I'll break the rule for you!"

Eujin is beaten over the head by Gu Meng and keeps her posture unchanged for a long time.

Gu Meng shook his hand and was about to run in another direction when he heard a cry: "brother! What are you doing? "

Gu Meng was sluggish for half a second and turned around to have a look. Pan Peter came out of the fog from far to near, followed by Bo Ye and Tang Zhi.

“…………” Gu Meng instantly calms down and looks at en Jin in front of her again. He lowered his head, raised his hand and rubbed some red and swollen cheeks."That..." Gu Meng licked her lower lip. She was at a loss, "en Jin..."

Gu Meng comes forward, but en Jin takes a step back, raises her thin eyelids and glances at him lightly. The voice becomes soft: "who is a woman?"

“…… No, there is a misunderstanding... " Gu Meng was unable to argue. The process was a bit tortuous and did not know how to explain it.

The fog gradually dissipated. Enjin stood under the eaves, hooked her fingers toward Gu Meng, raised her chin and sneered, "come here."

As soon as he got close to the wall, he was pulled by his head.

"This..." Pan Peter asked Bo Ye uncertainly, "can I be beaten?"

Bo Ye could see clearly and said lazily, "en Jin, he's too late. How can he be willing to beat him?"

“…………”

If his words were rough or not, Peter was no longer worried.

EN Jin banged Gu Meng Bi on the wall with one hand, lowered her back and looked at him directly. Her mouth was smiling, but her eyes were heavy: "do you think I'm not a man? Well? "

Gu Meng swallows, shakes her head close to the wall, and her face is on guard. Not much better than in hell.

EN Jin lifted her cheongsam and flung it aside, revealing her two bright and slender legs. At the same time, she raised her right knee to reach between Gu Meng's legs.

Bo Ye narrowed his eyes and said intuitively, "has en Jin shaved her legs?"

Tang Zhi glanced at him That's not the point. "

On the other side, Gu Meng's heart almost jumped out, and the posture of slightly forking his legs made him a little embarrassed. "I didn't..."

One's Queen's temperament is in full swing. Enjin nodded slightly and lifted her hair on her temples. With a slight hook on her lips, she put every word to Gu Meng's ear and said, "remember, even if your boyfriend wears a cheongsam, he can also take you Oh. Oh. Call

Gu Meng:

Who can carry it?

Not far away, panpeter, with his ears on his side, wondered, "what are they talking about?"

As soon as the words fell, the three people watching silently saw the tall man in cheongsam carry Gu Meng on his shoulder and walk towards the shop next to him.

Three people fixed their eyes on a look, shop signboard impressively wrote "inn" two words.

"What are they going to do?" Don Zhi blinked.

"Open the room." Bo Ye said.

"What are you three doing there?" Gu Meng clung to the door frame, looking like she was about to cry. She called to the three people nearby, "help me!"

However, Bo Ye covered Pan Peter's eyes and said in a low voice: "the next link is not suitable for children. Let's go."

Then Gu Meng watched Bo ye turn away with Tang Zhi and Pan Peter.

Instantly realized what is called betrayal, the world is cold, the sky is falling.

The author has something to say:

thank you for jingkeke's two mines ~

I'm sorry, I was sleeping yesterday, so I didn't change.