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27, Ankang Ancient Town 6

Lin Zhen still stood where he was.

His dark red pupils, which were always smiling but not smiling, were full of surprise at this moment, and his rather handsome facial features were very stiff, completely different from the way he had just been playfully waiting for Yan Wei to come and ask for help.

"I guessed this after I came down, but I haven't yet-"

"Before I had time to say it, I finished it," Yan Wei spread his hands, "Then what? Will it affect our bet?"

The road beside the blood pool was narrow, and the unpleasant smell of decay rushed out of it. Yan Wei frowned and looked disgusted. He had taken steps, but he looked at the small hole in front of him that was only as wide as one person.

, the walls of the cave were still covered with sticky and wet moss, and Yan took a step back in panic.

He turned around and waved to Lin Zhen: "Let's go."

Lin Zhen slowly put away the stiffness on his face, tightened his grip on the long bow, turned his head to look at him, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and said in a long and unhurried voice: "You hide your strength? Why? What don't you want to let go of?

Does anyone know?"

"The inside of this cave is too dirty. You go first and help me wipe off the moss next to it so that it won't rub against me." Yan Wei opened the information panel, scanned the most common area of ​​the exchange mall, and took out the invitation very generously.

He exchanged it for a bag of the best quality cleaning cloth and threw it at Lin Zhen, "Save it, it cost me a low-level invitation letter."

Lin Zhen subconsciously raised his hand to take it.

He moved neatly and quickly, slightly bending the knuckles of his left hand, and grabbed the two bags of cloth.

Lin Zhen saw what it was: "..."

The stiffness that he had finally restrained appeared on his face again at this moment.

Yan Wei had already turned around, walked behind Lin Zhen, and slowly put on the gloves he had prepared. Lin Zhen's black clothes melted into the dim light, and his whole body had an evil and dangerous temperament, but Yan Wei didn't seem to have any

Sensing the opponent's oppressive body index, he just put on his gloves, patted Lin Zhen on the back shoulder, and said: "Don't worry, I turned off the projection view of the gambling house when I entered the dungeon. Other players

I don’t see you being a bodyguard cleaning cave walls.”

Lin Zhen: "..."

Even without seeing Lin Zhen's expression, Yan Wei could hear Lin Zhen's slightly heavier breathing next to the quiet blood pool, which seemed to be a sign of anger.

But Yan Wei smiled silently.

He and Yan Mingguang did not enter this seventh-level dungeon unprepared. Before entering, in addition to studying their inevitable opponent Jiang Xiu, Yan Wei also carefully watched all the dungeon records related to Lin Zhen. After all,

This invitation letter came from Lin Zhen. If he had misunderstood Lin Zhen's character, he might have harmed himself and Yan Mingguang.

After looking at all the records, Yan Wei discovered that although Lin Zhen was a mysterious dark horse in the eyes of low-level players and new seed players in the building, his behavior pattern was actually simpler than Jiang Xiu. To put it simply

That's it - a psychopath who is competitive and wants to save face.

He likes to chase after those who may be stronger than him, or on par with him, and because he is too competitive and wants to save face, he keeps his promises very much. This person is not a good person, but he is not bad either. The most important thing is his words.

The moment he saw Lin Zhen but not Yan Mingguang, Yan Wei already had an idea and confidence.

Sure enough, within a moment, Lin Zhen's mood took a turn, and in the end, not only did she not regret it, she even laughed out loud.

"You are quite vindictive, little pet." He said, swinging the long bow in his hand, and a pure black arrow feather appeared out of thin air on the bow string. As soon as the arrow feather appeared, it flew out of the bow string with the sound of breaking wind.

, the tip of the arrow instantly withstood the cloth he threw up at the same time. Immediately afterwards, another long arrow followed almost without any gap.

The long arrows quickly pierced the darkness and scratched the dirty moss on both sides of the cave wall. The black long bow, which was enough to put other players on guard when the bowstring was stretched, kept shooting out arrow feathers. In this way, Yan was at the forefront, overkill and overqualified.

Get rid of this mysophobia.

Lin Zhen was still a little shocked just now. After taking a few steps, the man returned to his previous smile with unknown meaning and his voice was casual and casual: "Yan Mingguang must also know that you are hiding your clumsiness, right? You two have always acted together, and he

It's also very strong, you should be cooperating. Little pet, you are very successful in this sheep's clothing, I have deceived you."

Yan Wei followed Lin Zhen and walked in this small cave, holding a redeemed flashlight in his hand. He ignored Lin Zhen and just looked at both sides carefully.

"You just couldn't cross the blood pool alone. Your body index is not outstanding, right? It is your perception. It goes well with your vengeful and clever character. I have never met anyone with high perception.

It's like this, I suddenly have no interest in Yan anymore, I think you are more interesting."

"..."

"That's not right. You and Yan Mingguang entered the same dungeon. Your strength is no worse than him. Why is he the best player? Yan... Yan or Yan... who is Yan among you two?"

"..."

"Hey, why don't you leave? What are you looking at so seriously?"

Yan Wei was looking at the ground.

The young man's slender fingers were slightly curled, his fingertips were against the edge of the flashlight, his wrist was slightly facing down, and he bent down and looked down at the narrow ground. His eyes were clear, and his pupils reflected the light gathered by the flashlight, which was as bright as his expression.

"Don't you think it's hard for the goddess to climb the mountain and go down the well?" Yan Wei said casually.

"Hey, she's so old. If we don't work hard, we can fight her as a boss. The ground here is filled with rocks and bugs, and there are also some dragging marks - this is a place with ghosts and ghosts, dragging corpses and so on.

It's normal to have these marks. What are you looking at?"

Yan Wei's lips curled up: "I'm looking at the width of the drag marks. They are very thin, much thinner than a girl's figure."

He didn't make it clear, but the Lin Zhen in front of him was not a novice player like the first-level dungeon player, so this sentence was enough.

Judging from the difficulty that the goddess had to climb up the mountain and go down into the well, she is just an old man with an average physique, so she may not have the strength to carry anything heavier. The drag marks on the ground are not those that can disappear in the room in an instant.

The skinless female ghost could only be a goddess.

The width of this mark is too narrow, not even as wide as the girl's waist, and it is obviously not a mark of dragging the body.

So what does the goddess want to drag?

She didn't bring anything with her when she went down the well. The drag marks were most likely caused when she took the things out. The things weren't too big, but they still had a certain weight. She didn't need to bring them in every time.

Did you drag anything out?

——The skin and bone umbrella disappeared out of thin air in the main hall of the mountain temple during the day.

Now it seems that what is happening now can form a relatively clear logic.

The goddess used the girl's skin and bones as an umbrella and threw the girl's body into the well. Perhaps something happened in the middle, something changed here, and the girl's corpses also turned into ghosts. The appearance of the skin-and-bone umbrella represents the emergence of the skinless female ghost.

.At night, the goddess would place the skin-and-bone umbrella at their door, and the skinless female ghost would appear in the room accompanied by singing and kill those with the skin-and-bone umbrella.

During the day, the skin-bone umbrellas that did not cause death will return to the well. If the goddess still needs to use the skin-bone umbrellas to lure the skinless female ghost to kill people, she will need to go down the well again and drag these umbrellas out.

Except for the skin-and-bone umbrella that caused the player's death, the other skin-and-bone umbrellas that did not cause any death disappeared, probably because they appeared - or returned - to this strange well.

The goddess is the one who took out the umbrella again. So the mark is very thin, probably the width of several umbrellas packed in bags, and the slightly fluffy old moss on the mark is facing outward, because the thing has never been dragged out.

Instead of dragging it in.

"How about we go inside and get a skin-and-bone umbrella for fun? It happens to be raining outside, so we save the effort of buying an umbrella." Lin Zhen had already shot out a few more arrow feathers and said casually, "Hey, let's do this

As I was doing it, I thought it would be fun to clean the house with my bow and arrow."

Yan Wei: "Can you deduce why there are changes here, and why the goddess does this?"

"Maybe because we look good, they want to make us into skin and bone umbrellas."

"There's no need to pretend. You had to help me if you lost the bet, but we are not teammates who can be handed over to you. I know this better than you," Yan Wei chuckled, and his clear voice echoed in the narrow well.

After several back and forths, "You're not stupid. You have your own assumptions. If you don't want to say anything, just shut up and don't waste time trying to fool me."

Lin Zhen was scolded by him, but he didn't show any anger. He smiled even wider: "Hey, you little pet, why did you seem so well-behaved around Yan Mingguang and now so fierce? But this trace is a clue.

, you guessed it, I won’t compete with you for the answering points, you can tell the answer yourself.”

Just now Yan Wei mentioned the traces, and both he and Lin Zhen had the answer in their minds, but Lou's prompt tone did not sound, indicating that the answer score needed to be analyzed to determine it.

Yan Wei shook his head: "Now is not the time to say it."

What he has to do is not just score, but... control the score range of all players.

He poked Lin Zhen roughly with his flashlight: "Hurry up and clear the way. It will take several hours before we can return to the mountain temple. I don't want to delay here until night."

Lin Zhen didn't hesitate. With a move of his long bow, several arrows shot out in succession. He was also talking: "It would be nice to delay it till night. Maybe there will be more bloody and perverted scenes to be seen..."

The footsteps of the two people were accompanied by the rustling of arrow feathers in the wind. The light of the flashlight extended in the darkness. It seemed that after a while, the gathered light became more dispersed, and their footsteps echoed longer.

some.

"Hey, it seems wider in front -" Lin Zhen's voice suddenly stopped.

Behind him, Yan Wei's eyes narrowed, and his casual expression just now disappeared. His eyes crossed Lin Zhen's shoulders and slowly fell on the suddenly spacious cave in front of him.

The gradually widening cave seems to have reached the end, and the spacious ground can accommodate fifty or sixty people standing at the same time. Under the bright white light of the flashlight, one pale umbrella after another is neatly arranged there, in silence.

It's filled with overwhelming weirdness.

Even Lin Zhen subconsciously stopped breathing.

"...Oh, how many handfuls are there?"

Yan Wei blinked and said word by word: "One hundred and twenty-seven. Don't you want to play with it? It's enough for you."

Lin Zhen: "..."
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