Chapter 92 (1/2)
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.