Chapter 94

Death came to knock on the door in the morning of the third day. Boss Wang fell on the table.

After getting up, they gathered in the hall for breakfast. The old lady with a wooden tray went in and out twice, filling a table full of eight immortals. Into the smell of firewood rice porridge, stacked in the basket of fried dough sticks. Round pancakes are sweet, and long ones are salty. There are half salted duck eggs beside the pickled melon, and the center part is yellow and oily.

Wen Lei is leaning on his chopsticks to face a table of breakfast, looking sick and wilting. He feels greasy and has no appetite. Wheat asked him whether to eat tofu brain, Wen Lei see bean curd brain is still fresh, then forced to nod for the difficulty.

When Wen Lei stirred the bean curd in the bowl with a spoon, a huge and strange dull sound suddenly sounded on the dining table. Everyone was startled. At the same time, Wen Lei felt something warm splashed on his face, neck and hands. It's not just liquid. There's something slippery and muddy that falls down your cheek. In his hands, he looked like a bowl of blood bean curd, and the thick plasma was mixed with pieces of bean curd.

People who responded in time looked at Wen Lei. Boss Wang, dressed in a bright red Mandarin coat, sat upright at the table, holding the bowl in the same posture. However, his whole head somehow cracked like a watermelon, and his broken skull was like petals of a cannibal flower, which was attached to his neck by his skin. bloodshed. The red and white brains of the brain soft collapse, along the edge of the broken bones "patter" to the ground. In addition, the neck was strangely crooked and slightly sunken into the shoulders. The picture is bloody and frightening.

Rice porridge, fried dough sticks, pancakes From the point of view of the cantilever, half of the table was splashed with dark red blood and broken white brain kernel. The original fragrant food became nauseous.

The short scream of Jasper broke the silence of the room. She covered her mouth and twisted her face, her eyes wide open with fear.

Then, Mr. Wang's bloated body fell heavily on the table with a "bang". The rest of the brain pulps slide out, soaked in the fresh yellow and oily salted duck eggs.

From the point of view of the cantilever beam, a dozen people around the table stand up and disperse one after another, and the camera slows down. The clothes of various colors are like colorful petals, which spin and wither from the central position.

Half of the breakfast was eaten, and the people lost their appetite for the accident. Quiet mornings are noisy, whimpers and vomit come and go, and most people are seized by an unnamed fear.

Wen Lei was eager to wipe the blood stains on his cheek and body. When he met the sticky brain, he swore and hissed: "what's the matter? What the hell is going on... "

None of the remaining 10 or so players can make sense. In their opinion, the bloated middle-aged man was like a sudden explosion of himself, with no sign or hint.

Gu Meng squats in the corner, pours cold water fiercely, resists the tumbling in his stomach, and looks back at the bloody dining table and the headless corpse lying on it.

"Something to do with the ghost last night?" He then looked up to Enjin and asked.

Last night, they were awakened by the scream in the courtyard. When they came out, they found Wen Lei huddled in the corner of the yard with his head in his arms. Boss Wang was clubbed on the corridor and his eyes were staring at the jar of boiling water. Wen Lei, as if he had lost his heart, kept saying "hair" and "hair". They searched around, but they didn't find any hair. After listening to boss Wang's description, I understood that it must have been a ghost.

Enjin sticks to a square handkerchief and covers her lips slightly. Her narrow eyes stare at the cracked head for a moment. After a long time, she says, "it is impacted from the top of the head, and the skull is broken. The things that cause trouble don't show up The law of death is very evil. " Then he lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Meng and answered his question, "the ghost that Wen Lei ran into with him is still alive and kicking. There should be something else."

"Hello! What do you mean Wen Lei cried with a pale face, "if it's really because of last night's incident, does it mean that I'm the next one to blow my head?"

Bo Ye leaned against the mahogany post, lowered his head, and was wiping the blood stains on his trousers. He said faintly, "it's really a blow in the head. Besides, it's no use worrying about it now."

"I've been blown out of my head, and I've got it!" Wen Lei more and more collapsed, "brother, you don't have to cherish your life!"

Taking the handkerchief in Bo Ye's hand, Tang Zhi helped him wipe the spot of blood stains, lowered his eyelids and calmly said, "in theory, it's like this."

Wen Lei:

It's toxic to my husband.

After holding up the pillar and spitting out all the bile, Peter Pan's face was pale and childish. The smell of blood in the room became more and more intense. He looked back at the hanging beam above the roof, and with the numbness of his scalp, he quickly looked at the corpse directly under his eyes. He said weakly, "it must be the ghost of a woman. He didn't see anything falling down. His head split from the top, just like It's like... "

The young boy's association ability has always been rich, after thinking for half a moment, he continued: "it's like a walnut, crushed by the head."

Gu Meng, en Jin, Bo Ye and Tang Zhi set their eyes on Pan Peter at the same time. Being embarrassed, Pan Peter scratched the back of his head, squatted down beside Gu Meng and gently arched him: "brother, give me some water."Gu Meng hands him the teapot.

EN Jin pondered for a while, put down the handkerchief to cover his lips and put it into the narrow cuff of cheongsam, and said, "go, go to the river and have a look."

Several people were about to leave when Gu Meng asked, "boss Wang What should I do? It's in the front room? "

As if in response to his words, the old woman in the cat face mask quietly appeared again.

They unconsciously stopped all activities and looked at the silent and strange old man. She stepped on her three inch feet and walked slowly to the table. Then she grabbed the back collar of her bright red Mandarin coat. Like withered tree skin, the green veins of the hands and claws are exposed, showing an amazing sense of strength. Holding his collar in one hand, the old man pulled the body of boss Wang down from the table and continued to walk out on his three inch feet, looking relaxed as if he had just dragged an empty sack behind him.

From the point of view of the suspension beam, a blood red mark with rough edge is dragged on the ground, which divides the hall into two symmetrical parts. It's like someone who sticks to a thick brush, dipped in vermilion pigment, and drags out ink on the paper skillfully.

Gu Meng avoids the bloodstain on the ground, then steps out of the threshold, and changes her eyes with the old lady's movement.

Instead of walking far away, the old lady threw the body directly into the cooking pot in the cloister. The boiling blisters immediately turned a large amount of blood. In a short time, a vat of water was dyed red, and the back of the red Mandarin coat was bulging and floating at the mouth of the jar. Strong smell of blood along the fog, pink water vapor spread out, faint can smell a wisp of meat.

Seeing this scene, Wen Lei thought that he had drunk the water in the jar last night. He could not help but cover his mouth and retch.

EN Jin pulled the coat and said in a low voice, "let's go."

On the way to the square yard, a group of people passed between the cloth and the dye vat. The dye in the VAT was colorful, including red, mugwort, bright yellow, navy blue The pigment is too thick to melt.

The morning sky was gloomy, like a sullen face.

Most female players in the morning by no small shock, are in the Ding family house rest. Wheat was afraid that the girls would not be able to protect themselves in case of danger, so he took the initiative to stay and take care of them. Only the girl named Mo Chunying followed. Wen Lei continued to stand on strange things, the whole person was so soft that he could hardly walk, so he naturally stayed in the house.

To the river, everything is like yesterday. Master crane face continued to play the spirit of Yugong moving mountains, full of mechanical indifference.

Gu Meng looked at the scales on the stake for the first time. After counting the marks from bottom to top, Gu Meng was surprised. In order to make sure there was no mistake, he counted them again from top to bottom, and then he said, "ten marks."

Tang Zhiyang raised his eyebrows and said, "yesterday it was 11, today is 10, so The stake sank a space. "

Gu Meng looks at the others and says, "is it related to boss Wang's death?"

Bo Ye stood on the bank with his hands in his trousers pocket. He said thoughtfully, "something that can produce strength Players are the things that generate strength. Although I don't know what the method is, maybe every time a player is removed, the stake will sink one space until finally... "

Panpeter counted the numbers with his fingers and compared them with the scale marks on the stake, and his brain turned round. He looked at Bo Ye in disbelief and said, "brother, isn't that Twelve players, only one player can live in the end? "

Bo Ye didn't speak, but his eyes when he looked at the river explained everything.

For a time, the river bank was silent, except for the sound of pounding, and occasionally the wind of late autumn was blowing with the whistling sound. There are two bright yellow lanterns at the bottom of the water. They are shining brightly in the black water, and they swim around leisurely. "

If the player is the driving force of the pile, the scale indicates that 11 players need to be sacrificed to let the stake sink into the river. A total of 12 players are involved in this instance, then the only survivor can leave the copy through the repaired wooden bridge.

It was clear to everyone that the escape needed all the lives. The living conditions look grim and brutal at this moment.

When everyone fell into thoughts, Enjin lifted her chin toward the top of the wooden pile, and said in a low soft voice, "something has been pasted on it."

"What?" Peter leaned his head out of the railing and looked up at the top of the stake with his toes.

Bo Ye directly snapped his finger to attract the attention of crane face master. He looked familiar and said, "master, please take off the things on it."

The crane face master stopped seriously, tore off the paper like thing on the top of the wooden pile, and handed it to Bo Ye through the barrier. His voice said slowly, "it's almost used anyway. You can take it."

When they got the thing, they took a close look. It turned out to be a white paper man.

"This is Boss Wang? " Mo Chunying's sharp eyes immediately saw that the shape of the paper man was some special.

The paper man is very exquisite in cutting. It seems that he made it all at once with a pair of scissors. Slightly fat, it seems that the outline is covered with a long shirt. A peach point is drawn on the round head with pen and ink, and the following is the abstract eye, nose and mouth. The representative must be boss Wang.

"There's still hair on it." Gu Meng points to a thick, short hair on the back of the paper and reminds him.Enjin knew that, drawing back her sight from the paper man, she threw herself at the stake again and said, "magic."

The others looked at him, waiting to hear the explanation.

"In the Hebrew Bible, there is a strong man named Samson. He once revealed to his mistress that if his hair was shaved off, his strength would run away and he would be as weak as an ordinary man. Later, Samson's enemies took advantage of this weakness to capture him EN Jin was fascinated by the wooden pile, and said to others, "no matter in the east or the west, in many cultures, hair is often endowed with abstract meaning and becomes a symbol of one's strength and soul. Shifu's so-called things that can help generate strength are actually players' hair. "

"Yes, teacher." Bo Ye said, "how can you understand everything?"

Enjin encircles arms to stand, way: "read more, talk less Sao, you can also."

Bo Ye glanced at him and said faintly: -- Would you like a fork? "

But you've been ruined by the bulls.

Gu Meng thought for a moment and asked the crane face master, "master, who gave you the paper man?"

"As soon as I came in the morning, I saw this piece of paper stuck here." Crane face master swung his arm and turned his shoulder. His voice sounded more relaxed than the previous two days. "I feel that I am in a very good condition today. Even I have more strength to work than usual."

Master's words verified everyone's conjecture, it seems that the progress of bridge repair depends on the speed of player's death.

Peter Pan murmured in a low voice: "boss Wang was actually blasted by a hammer It's like a stake. "

Although we know the important clues, the mood of the people is more heavy than before. Most afraid of meeting this kind of life and death situation in which the whole staff can only survive one person.

Walking on the Qingshiban street, Bo Ye, holding Tang Zhi's hand, fell behind the crowd and chatted: "candi, are you afraid?"

Tang Zhi looked down at the road under his feet, shook his head, and then nodded his head honestly. He gently shook the hands of the two people holding each other: "although he has made an agreement that he will not leave each other behind, death is also a form of separation, or the one that is most powerless to change. Forever sink into the dark, no longer see like Bo Ye, just imagine will feel very sad... "

With that, Tang Zhi raised his head and looked at the tall man beside him. His clear eyes were slightly bent, like a pool in spring. He said, "I'm ready to live with you until I'm 100 years old. In case of any misfortune now, I always feel that life is too short, and the time I spend with you is even more short I'm afraid. Bo Ye, I want more and more. I don't want eternity, but I don't want to end like this. "

Bo Ye looked at his sweetheart, which was almost lovely, and his heart was filled with soft emotions. "It's going to be crazy..."

He didn't resist rubbing Tang Zhi's face and comforted him: "so far, many clues have not been unfolded. There must be other ways to cross the bridge, which will not end like this."

As if to reassure Tang Zhi, or to verify his conjecture, Bo ye called to the front, "Mr. Gu."

"Well?" Gu Meng looks back as she walks.

"Will there be an optimal solution this time?" Bo ye asked him with a chuckle.

Gu Meng's eyes drooped down and quickly lifted up again. Looking at Bo Ye and Tang Zhi in the rear, Gu Meng said as promised: "yes."

He turned back and looked ahead: "I said there was, so don't worry."

Half of breakfast was interrupted, and in the middle of the morning, although people had no appetite, their stomachs were actually hungry. When they went back, they were afraid of seeing blood, so they could not eat any more. So they found a place to eat at random two blocks away from Ding's house.

He had no money, so he could only brush his face. This kind of thing was left to the commander-in-chief Bi Boye.

Gu Meng and others are sitting at a simple table on the street, watching Bo Ye approach the woman wearing a snake face mask.

"There's something I wanted to say yesterday. I don't know if you found out..." Gu Meng looks around the bustling market. People walking on the street and sitting in the shop are wearing all kinds of masks. He says, "there are no young girls in this ancient town."

After he reminded, the others were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the pedestrians around.

Panpeter scratched the back of his head as he looked at it. He said, "brother, don't say it. It's true. It looks like all men are at once."

Although they all wear masks, they can't see their faces clearly, but their gender can be easily identified through clothing.

Mo Chunying could not help touching her face and said, "from yesterday to today, it seems that I have never met this age."

"Except for men, they are aunts and aunts." EN Jin propped her head and lazily looked at the passers-by on the street and said, "there is the old lady in Ding's house. There are really few big girls with fresh cucumber." He turned to look forward, with a slight impatience in his soft voice, "is Bo Ye OK? What are you talking about with Auntie? My kids are coming out. "

Gu Meng looked at him and said, "I'm afraid You can bear it. "

As soon as he said this, Bo ye came with two bowls. He put a large porcelain bowl in front of Tang Zhi, one in front of himself, and sat down. Take out two spoons from the bamboo tube, take hot tea to flush, light way: "Auntie only gave this."People see, the bowl is filled with white flowers.

"Ah..." Panpeter looked complicated and sighed with disappointment. He touched his stomach and said, "brother ye, is there nothing else? This is too much... "

Even if he is greedy like Peter Pan, he is disgusting at the sight of bean curd. The main reason is that the scene of boss Wang's head smashing in the morning is too powerful. Now I can think of the brains when I see the white and slippery Douhua.

"Not to pay, but to ask for so much." Bo Ye threw the water stain on the spoon and gave it to Tang Zhi. By the way, he said to pan Bi, "if you can't bear it, wait for lunch."

Panpeter's stomach gave two calls, and he swallowed and said nothing more.

The proprietress put the remaining bowls of bean curd in succession. At last, she put a large basin of red beans in the middle of the table and said generously, "please, don't say aunt I'm mean."

"Thank you." When Bo Ye was about to start, he suddenly thought of a question. He looked at the boss's wife and said, "boss, have you heard of Miss Ding's family, whose name is clove?"

The landlady wore a snake face mask with golden eyes. She looked very indifferent. A bright red letter appeared on her lips. She folded the rag twice and said, "of course I know. Who in the town doesn't know her."

Enjin smelled the gossip with intuition. He stopped pouring the bean curd in the bowl, looked at the snake faced landlady, and said with a light smile: "what? Is lilac so famous? "

"Not really." The proprietress turned slightly and stood with her legs changed. She lowered her voice and said, "I've been in public all day. I've been eating in restaurants with the owners and going to the theatre. It's called business entertainment. But everyone knows what's going on in private. The Ding family's cloth business is very prosperous in her hands, but she has also disgraced the Ding family's two old faces. "

Mo Chunying wrung her eyebrows sensitively to see what she wanted to say, but she chose to remain silent in the end.

"She still socializes a lot now?" Gu Meng recalled the words of the servants of the Ding family and said, "it's said that after getting married, Miss Ding's family has not been involved in business affairs any more."

"Yes, yes, yes." The owner's wife slapped Gu Meng's hand, indicating that he was not impatient. She continued, "after getting married a few years ago, she was much more comfortable and seldom went out to walk around."

"Married to whom?" Gu Meng asked.

The landlady replied, "the butcher of the butcher's shop in the east of the town."

Gu Meng continued to ask, "do you know where to find Miss Ding?"

After scratching her head for a long time, the landlady said, "I don't know. If you really want to find her, I advise you to go to Tuji cloth shop and try your luck. Boss Tu's house is behind the cloth shop."

Tang Zhi scooped a big spoon of red beans and mixed them into the bean curd. He murmured quietly, "NPC has released a new mission location..."

The proprietress wiped her hands on the printed apron. Seeing that there was no problem, she was ready to go to work: "eat slowly. Don't forget to bring money next time."

Panpeter wants to say that next time there is no money, the game does not prepare money for them.

According to the instructions of the owner's wife of the bean flower stand, the party is going to go east to look for the legendary butcher's shop. However, it was foggy near noon and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

Considering that no one can ask for directions on the way, or fall behind in the fog and run into a woman in white who was holding an umbrella yesterday, Gu Meng proposes to go back at noon. Now that we have the target location, we are not in a hurry.

Others agree that the main reason is that they are afraid of getting lost and meeting unclean things.

Back in Ding's courtyard, the hall has been cleaned up. There is no red blood and white brain pulp on the table and on the ground. Even the water in the cooking pot in the northwest corner has recovered to be clear.

As soon as she finished her lunch, she saw Gu Meng walking into the hall. She said with a gentle smile: "brother, you're back at last. You're worried about what's going on outside. I've got food for you. Come and sit down. "

She stood up and opened the bamboo bamboo basket on the table. Inside was a bowl of fried rice with eggs, which also sent out the hot air with Scallion flavor.

Bo Ye said "tut tut" twice. He didn't think it was a big deal. He said, "sister, why only Mr. Gu can enjoy this treatment?"

Xiaojiabiyu smiles shyly and doesn't explain too much, but the meaning is very obvious. She earnestly called Gu Meng over and said, "take advantage of it, eat it quickly."

Gu Meng is uneasy and subconsciously looks at en Jin. EN Jin noticed his eyes, gently picked up the corners of his lips, and said in a soft voice, "go ahead, Mr. Gu, if you dare to eat, you will be cold."

Gu Meng:

I dare not.

I dare not eat fried rice with eggs in my life.

At this time, Wen Lei just came in from the side door. From his slightly swollen eyes, he had been sleeping all morning. Maybe it's a good rest and mental recovery. It looks much better than it was in the morning.

Seeing a bowl of fried rice with eggs on the table, he touched his stomach and sat down impolitely. He took out a pair of chopsticks and said, "thank you, Huihui. I'm just hungry. Please leave me a bowl of rice. It's really virtuous of a girl like you."Xiaojiabiyu keeps her smiling face unchanged. She is a little stiff after a close look. After that, she didn't say anything. She sat down at the table and shrugged at Gu Meng.

Gu Meng only thinks that Wen Lei appears too timely.

When they were about to return to the room, Wen Lei gave a puzzled "um" to himself, frowned, and then pulled out a slender hair from his mouth. He threw his hair on the ground in disgust and said, "next time I have to remind the old lady to pay attention to the sanitary conditions."

Wen Lei continued to put eggs and fried rice in his mouth. His expression became more and more wrong. He slowly stopped chewing, as if to identify what was in his mouth. After a while, his face suddenly turned red. He immediately threw away his chopsticks and pulled out a slender hair from his mouth

One. Two. Three. A wisp of

Other people in the hall gradually found out the problem. They looked at Wen Lei, who kept pulling out his long hair from his mouth, and looked at the bowl of fried rice with eggs. The rice is very clean. Besides, it's impossible to hide a lot of hair.

"Wen Lei he..." "Did you eat anything?" panpeter was afraid

The hair that Wen Lei pulled out of his mouth can't be measured by "root". It gradually becomes a small bundle. No matter how it is pulled out, it can't be pulled out clean. Finally, he can only give up. Because his throat was blocked by his long hair, his face turned purple, and the whole man bowed his back in pain, and his hands were pinching his neck, as if to suffocate.

"Ah Small jasper exclaimed and covered her mouth. She quickly got up from her chair and retreated to the wall.

Gu Meng comes forward and cuts Wen Lei's back with one hand, which makes a dull sound on his back. Wen Lei vomited twice, and finally vomited out a large mass of dark hair from his throat. The amount of hair piled on the ground was amazing, just like cutting the long braids of more than a dozen girls. It's hard to imagine this pile of hair coming out of a slender throat.

"What's wrong with him?" Mo Chunying timidly shrink at the door, do not want to close to the group of hair in the center of the hall.

Gu Meng recalled the details of the ghost bumping that Wen Lei said last night and asked him, "what's going on?"

Wen Lei's face slowly changed from red and purple to pale. He leaned back weakly on the back of his chair, wiped his mouth, and said, "I was so thirsty last night that I didn't want to go to the kitchen, so I drank the water from the cooking pot in the courtyard. After drinking it, all the water in the jar turned into long hair. Who could have imagined this..."

Gu Meng didn't know what to say, so she patted Wen Lei on the shoulder and said, "don't die a little later."

In the afternoon, other people are still resting in their rooms. Gu Meng and en Jin, Bo Ye and Tang Zhi find the room of lilac in Ding's mansion. Because they didn't have time to go to the eldest lady's husband's house, the butcher's shop, they planned to start from the lady's boudoir. I don't have to find something. I just want to know the basic situation of Miss Ding in the town.

Lilac's room is nothing special, similar to the layout of other rooms in the house, but there is an old hand-operated sewing machine in the corner, which has fallen to dust. Next to it is the half finished embroidery, which collapses between the wooden frames, and there are stitches and threads on the top of the embroidery. It seems that the owner just left temporarily and will come back at any time.

Looking at only half of the embroidery, Gu Meng finished what should be a vivid landscape painting. She guessed: "this should be done by Miss Ding. It seems that she is not only good at business, but also good at embroidery."

In front of the dresser, Bo Ye flipped through the drawer and said, "there are not many cosmetics here, but there are several account books." He picked up a book and flipped through it. He couldn't understand the dense numbers. "Miss Ding should not like to dress up before she gets married I think the social flower is always in full swing when she goes out every day. "

Tang Zhi fiddled with a pot of withered flowers on the windowsill. There was only a bare branch left in the flower, and the original variety could not be seen.

EN Jin finally opened the wardrobe and saw the clothes hanging inside. Her eyes lit up unconsciously. He casually took out a cheongsam and looked at it carefully. He found that both the design of the clothes' shape and the embroidery on the clothes were very exquisite, which looked like high-level customization.

Visual inspection of the size of the clothes, is a small woman. EN Jin secretly regretted that if it was not for the size difference, he would like to try it on.

He checked the clothes and found that there was a flower shaped embroidery on the inside of the cuff. The petals were narrow and dense and looked like chrysanthemum. Embroidery in this position is like a brand logo, low-key and special.

EN Jin turned over several other clothes and found flower shaped signs in different positions.

"Did you find anything?" Gu Jin stopped at the wardrobe and asked curiously.

EN Jin looked up at the clothes in the cupboard and said thoughtfully: "just thinking, who made these clothes..."

Aiming at the embroidery on his cheongsam in his hand, Gu Meng twisted his eyebrows and said, "this embroidery is familiar. I always feel that I have seen it somewhere."

thought as like as two peas, and suddenly he was suddenly exposed. He lifted the corner of his jacket and pointed to the above way. "Look, is it the same as this?"

EN Jin looked at it, then knew that the two are the same, added: "or from the same person's hand."

At this time, Tang Zhi came over and looked at the embroidery on the cheongsam and the embroidery in the corner of Gu Meng's coat, and said, "so Miss Ding's clothes were bought from the same cloth shop where she just entered the copy?""It doesn't have to be bought." "Bo Ye reclined by the dresser, looking through a book and said carelessly," it may be made by Miss Ding. "

"How do you know?" Gu Meng looks at him on his side.

Bo Ye turns over the pamphlets in his hands and shows them that they have different styles of clothing, like the designer's sketch. He pointed to the signature in the lower right corner and said, "it's cloves that stay."

"Then I'm wearing this dress..." Gu Meng is not sure, "is it made of cloves?"

Bo Ye nodded.

Gu Meng immediately thought of the two red hands shaking shopkeeper wearing rabbit mask and double clip. He couldn't help but wonder: "why does lilac dress appear in the model room of that cloth shop?"

"That bunch is a Dingjia customer, maybe." "Maybe I'll go back to that store again You should know everything about Miss Ding. "

Gu Meng looked at the other three men and said, "do you have this kind of chrysanthemum embroidery mark on your clothes?"

Tang Zhi looked around his clothes and muttered, "never noticed, let me find it first..."

Gu Meng went to him and said, "take off your coat. I'll help you find it together."

Bo Ye also began to look for special embroidery on his clothes.

So when Peter came, he pushed open the door to get the picture of four American men's clothes and clothes mixed up.

“…………”

Peter was standing at the door, in a dilemma, and felt very exciting.

Only Gu Meng lifted Tang Zhi's shirt hem, and a thin white waist could be seen in the sun. Enjin stands behind thin ye, opens his waist to reveal shallow space, looks down to inside, also does not know what to look at

Hearing the movement at the door, the four looked over and saw it was Peter Pan, so they did not pay attention to it. They continued to check the details of each other's clothes.

Gu Meng finally found white chrysanthemum embroidery on the corner of Tang Zhi shirt, because it is easy to ignore it as the color of cloth.

Bo ye asked Enjin behind him: "did you find it?"

Enjin pulled the waist of his back a little bigger, and found a lake blue embroidery on the inside of her waist. Like Gu Meng's clothes, embroidery is the shape of chrysanthemum.

"Well." He said.

Bo ye turned slightly to his head and asked, "what did you see?"

Enjin hook his head to his trousers, rub the edge of the embroidery, said: "chrysanthemum."

Peter Pan: "!!!"

The little boy was surprised and felt that such a dialogue was really terrible.

The author has something to say:

thank you for two mines in jingcoco ~

recently, I am sorry for having really had something wrong.