In the morning, a ray of sunlight shines into the house through the locked window.
Countless hands that were rotten to the point of showing bones stretched out from all sides of the room, slowly approaching the bed.
The dark, viscous liquid seeped out from the beams and fell like rain.
One drop, two drops, fell on the sleeping girl's face.
Yun Tuan struggled to open his eyes, but found nothing unusual, but there was an inexplicable burning sensation on the back of his neck.
Illusion?
She sat up, checked around the bed again, and finally found a strange symbol imprinted with gold paint on the bottom of the bed board.
When I was a freshman, Yun Tuan borrowed a book from the library called "A View of Spell Culture". I thought it was fun and drew a few random drawings, but of course it had no effect.
Perhaps due to the placebo effect, this culture has survived to this day and is still practiced in some villages.
But she had some impression of those symbols. The ones used to pray for blessings and cure diseases were definitely not in this shape.
She walked around the house, paying special attention to the symbols carved on the furniture, and finally found one on the bed board, beam and wardrobe.
But the difference is that one corner of the golden symbol on the bed board is a little faded, while the other two places are intact.
...Fortunately, I didn’t open the closet yesterday.
She felt inexplicably lucky.
Yun Tuan picked up the mirror and looked hard at it for a while, looking for many angles, but could not see the hot spot on the back of his neck.
She moved the cabinet blocking the door, took off the deformed clothes hanger, pulled her hair a few times with her hands, and went out.
As soon as he went out, Yun Tuan came face to face with Jing Yu, who was holding a wet towel in his hand. He had probably just finished washing up.
"Good morning."
She smiled habitually to hide her uneasiness.
Unexpectedly, the man stared at her for a while, then walked over, picked up a towel and rubbed her face!
"What...?"
Yun Tuan's face was so painful that he couldn't push it away, so he could only curse a few times in his heart.
This process lasted for about half a minute. When Jing Yu removed his hand, the little girl's porcelain face had turned red.
Like cherries just picked from the branches.
"There is dirt on your face." Jing Yu said, sighing, "Be careful, everything here is synthesized from data, and there are many things that are beyond common sense."
"Thank you." Yun Tuan covered the back of his neck, feeling that his face had become thinner.
"You're welcome, we can't get out if you die." Jing Yu said, opened the door and entered the house.
The door is closed again.
The moment he opened the door, Yun Tuan saw that the bed planks had been removed. The two brothers used the extra wooden boards to build a simple bed frame and put some random things on it as mattresses.
Many furnishings in the house have also been changed.
With such a big change, there should be a lot of noise, but she couldn't hear a sound from next door.
Yun Tuan waited for the redness on his face to fade a little, then went to the inn lobby.
She thought for a while and decided that this was not a fatal situation, otherwise the system would not have to give her newcomer protection points and arrange such a special identity for her - the two Jing family brothers must have some special identification method to be so sure of her. He is a fisherman.
Since it is a novice mission, there must be subsequent upgrade missions and multiple live broadcasts.
It’s better to take this opportunity to familiarize yourself with the rules of the park.
But the landlady said that Tian Bao got up late today and was almost past breakfast. She asked her to help urge her. There was a sense of humility in her voice... Aren't they mother and daughter? Why are you so afraid?
Yun Tuan thought for a while and agreed. What she hid in her sleeve today was not a half-wood stick, but a thin iron rod modified from a clothes hanger.
Used to poke people, it is more lethal than a wooden stick and is not easy to be snatched away.
Following the instructions, she found Tian Bao's room.
Knock, knock.
"Tian Bao, are you up?"
She asked and looked to the side. There was a sharp stone on the ground with a muddy smell, as if it had just been dug out of the river bed.
Yun Tuan squatted down, wrapped the stone in cloth and put it in his pocket.
Fortunately, she usually likes to wear looser clothes with pockets, so it is not easy to be discovered when she hides something.
"I'm up, I'm up! Sister, please come in!"
Yun Tuan opened the door and saw a child wearing a beige coat and messy hair.
Tian Bao smiled, put on his coarse shorts in a few moments, picked up a comb, and ran to the table with his short legs.
Jump and sit on the stool.
Then, he skillfully took off his own head!
Take off...my own...head?!!
Yun Tuan looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. There was only a burst of blue-black smoke connecting the little girl's head and neck. Her body was still moving, and her facial expression was also very vivid.
It seems that you can comb your hair accurately without looking at it.
Tian Bao combed his hair and faced the clouds with a smile, "Sister, Tian Bao is very good at combing your hair. I can help you comb it too!"
"No, no, thank you Tian Bao." Yun Tuan's face turned pale, but he still smiled.
In the past, she had only seen such big scenes in horror movies.
Leng Buding saw it and felt a little uncomfortable.
It turns out that the "people" in the village are not normal.
"The Fire Festival is coming soon, and everyone in the village will be there. If you ask the Paper God, you can get what you want!" Tian Bao combed two small hairpins for himself, then put his head back on his neck,
Twisted.
"Paper God?"
"Yes, in order to escape the wars in the Qin Dynasty, our ancestors came to this place with their wives, children and neighbors. They never went out again and cut off contact with outsiders. Every year we pray to the Paper God during the Fire Festival, and then
You can get what you want, Tian Bao wants a pink head flower this year!"
The little girl smiled, turned around and put the comb in front of the mirror.
"I saw that the guests at Aunt Li's house had tweed hair on their heads."
"Okay, hurry up and go to the lobby. Your mother is waiting impatiently." Yun Tuan wrote down this information and urged Tian Bao to go downstairs.
"Oh, right!" Tian Bao sighed, took off his short legs and ran downstairs.
The clouds dispersed the people, and they observed in the room. The house faced north and south, the windows were always open, and there was no strange golden symbol on the bed boards, beams, or wardrobe.
There is just a burning smell left in the air.
Therefore, the rooms provided to outsiders are special and have ulterior motives.
"What are you looking at?"
Suddenly a clear male voice came from the window.
Yun Tuan turned around and saw Jing He holding on to the window frame like a monkey and squatting on the window sill, which was less than twenty centimeters wide.
She ignored it and just focused on looking at the embroidery on the bedside.
Peach Blossom...
9 peach blossoms.
Nine is the extreme number, the largest number among single digits, is the yang number. All things bear yin and embrace yang, which is beneficial to living beings.
Yun Tuan took a closer look and found that the petals of the peach blossom were empty, with only a circle around the outside, and the stamens were made of brown and black embroidery thread.
Just because the fabric is pink, at first glance, the peach blossoms are still lifelike.
When you look closely, you can see that these peach blossoms are empty, with nine blossoms forming a big circle.