Jinghe was scratching his head and thinking here, while Yun Tuan, who had been wandering outside all morning, closed the door and fell asleep.
He boiled water, made instant noodles and was eating them with gusto.
Turning around, I accidentally touched Yun Tuan's coat, and a single supermarket receipt swirled slowly to the ground like a fallen leaf blowing in the wind.
Jing He frowned, picked it up and looked at it: Oden.
One, two, three...eleven?
It’s quite a rich meal!
Jinghe was chewing instant noodles, and the braised beef smell that was just fresh and fragrant suddenly turned greasy and thick, which greatly reduced his appetite.
In the spirit of "I can't waste my money", he drank all the instant noodle soup.
There is some dark seasoning that has not been washed away at the bottom of the instant noodle box.
After eating another pack of crispy noodles, Jinghe, who was barely full, sat at the small table and began to integrate information——
According to Yun Tuan's reaction, their two tasks should be the same.
Usually, only when the difficulty of the dungeon is low will the phenomenon of multiple players having the same tasks appear. Only through competition can the difficulty be increased to a certain extent.
There is no competitive relationship between members of the same team.
But just last night, he didn't think this copy was easy - Yun Tuan obviously saw something he didn't see, and a look of horror appeared on his usually calm and calm face.
This team member is just like his brother. If he didn't make some subtle expressions on weekdays, he would have sent them to the hospital for treatment of facial paralysis.
What on earth is it...
Later, this girl showed no fear when she saw the food stall turned into a cemetery. What she saw must be something extremely terrifying!
As for ancient Chinese culture, he could still make blind guesses with his eyes closed. Regarding this place, except for the heroines in those short films, his knowledge reserve was infinitely close to zero.
[Little Monk Holding a Lamp]
"Hey? What is the lamp-carrying monk?" Such a word suddenly popped up in Jing He's mind. He scratched the back of his head in confusion. It shouldn't be. Can the human brain pop up knowledge that is not his own?
Time in a daze always passes very quickly.
It was evening in a blink of an eye, and the crumpled wallpaper stuck by the transparent tape turned up again and fell into the air, struggling to fall.
"The seventh suitcase, seventh, seven...what does it mean?"
There was a crash and the sliding door was pushed open.
Yun Tuan sat up, her black hair messy and tangled behind her head. She grabbed it a few times with her hands casually, "Where we are, seven is the sum of yin and yang and the five elements... Seven is also a lucky number in many countries. We have
Seven fairies, there are seven gods of good fortune in Japan, and there are many explanations about seven in religion.
In short, this is a number with positive significance in the entire planet. I suspect that the seventh suitcase is a clue about the suspect or an additional reward in this copy."
After a seemingly high-level explanation that actually had no specific purpose, Jing He nodded with admiration in his eyes.
Bell——
The old-fashioned alarm bell rang, and Yun Tuan patted his face, trying to wake up, "Hurry up and pack up, we're leaving."
……
The cold moon is hidden in the dark clouds, occasionally shining on the earth through the gaps. In the light rain curtain, everything seems unreal.
Every gust of night wind is mixed with raindrops, blowing against your face.
Jinghe was wearing a raincoat and felt that one nostril was blocked by the cold, "It's raining, why don't our arrangements be postponed?"
"Little brother, we have already reached our destination. Isn't it a little late to back off now?"
The aunt was wearing a matte black raincoat, blending perfectly into the night.
This aunt was plump and round, with a rosy complexion, the look of a blessed person, but her hands were gray and cold. When Jing He shook hands, he almost thought he was holding a corpse.