With such an interruption, the fear in Yun Tuan's heart weakened a lot, but his limbs became weak and various physiological discomforts did not subside so quickly.
"Before the mission ends, you must follow us."
Jing Yu put down the flat bottle with blue and white sea water and white dragon pattern in his hand and said in a deep voice.
Yun Tuan thought for two seconds, then agreed with a smile, "Thank you, I will be a good little brother!"
"This is safer. If you are divided into many pieces by the hunting party, we will have no place to find you." Jing He nodded in agreement, and with a strong force, he tore the pleated skirt in his hand into two halves.
Cloud:...
The promise was too hasty. This person is not a good person no matter how you look at it.
Moreover, the mission is to help the fisherman escape, but there is no limit on the fisherman's life or death. What if he leaves with the body?
Could those skeletons in the cave also be fishermen who successfully "escaped" from this village?
……
She has been in the orphanage for so many years, and she has already developed a skill of observing words and expressions. Jing Yu usually has a cold face and his strength is elusive. Jing He has a playful smile, but inadvertently a look of terror will leak out.
Difficult to handle.
Jing He looked at the pieces of cloth in his hand and tilted his head, with a little smile on his eyes and brows, "This is made of paper!"
The end.
He looked at Yun Tuan with a little regret, "It's a pity that I can't wear it anymore."
So what scene do you want to see!
Yun Tuan reluctantly looked away and looked at the fire that had been burning behind the two of them. She did not feel any temperature, and even felt that there was something vaguely in the fire.
"Is this a holographic projection?"
She walked behind the counter, took a few steps closer, and tried to study the words on the fireplace, but was pulled away by Jing Yu.
"On the left and right are elegiac couplets, with an article called "The Soul Calling" engraved on them."
Jing Yu pointed to the small words on the fireplace and explained simply.
"Ouch, little Yun Tuan, don't come too close. Look, my hair has been burned just now." Jing He pulled back the doll's clothes, revealing a missing corner of his hairstyle.
In the middle of the hairline, there is a bald patch, leaving only a few sparse hair roots. A little closer, you can still smell a burning smell.
It was obviously inappropriate to smile now. Yun Tuan gritted his back teeth, not looking at the scenery and the incomplete hairline, and diverted his attention, "Why do clothing stores have elegiac couplets?"
Are businessmen so careless?
"I suspect this place is a tomb that can cause people to hallucinate." Jing Yu pulled off the obstructive cloth tail from Jing He's neck, "Can you remember how to memorize "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring"?"
Yun Tuan realized that this was information sharing, and the other party wanted to dispel her doubts and also tried to analyze the mission world from different angles.
"In the Taiyuan Dynasty of the Jin Dynasty, the people of Wuling were engaged in fishing. They walked along the stream and forgot the distance of the road. Suddenly they came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps along the bank, and there were no miscellaneous trees..."
"Stop, fisherman, we have been fishing for generations. If there is such a peach forest, will it not be famous?" Jing Yu said, a corner of clothes suddenly appeared in the fireplace, he pulled it, and a lake blue oversize was revealed.
The shirt appears.
It's like magic.
Jinghe happily took it, folded it carefully, and put it aside.
"It's not impossible to get lost."
"When you came, the peach blossoms were withering, right? Do you know when this is?"
"The peach blossoms enter their full bloom period in mid-March, then slowly begin to wither in the second half of the month, and they wither faster in early April... Is this around the Qingming Festival?" Yun Tuan said, goosebumps bursting out. If she were a hedgehog,
Now it explodes into sea urchins.
"Yes, later the fishermen entered the village through a narrow cave - this is not in accordance with Feng Shui, but in order to prevent tomb robbers, the ancients usually made the tomb passage narrow in front and wide in the back. You should have found traces of tomb robbers along the way.
?"
Jing Yu showed a rare smile, his delicate eyes were slightly raised, and his clear and lazy look made people blush and heartbeat.
The clouds were silent.
A narrow cave hidden by vines, swarms of bats, scattered skulls, corpses full of maggots...
It’s really not a serious place.
Hiss...
Since he is a tomb robber, he should have tools such as shovels. She ran too fast and didn't notice it.
That’s sloppy.
Yun Tuan was a little annoyed, he could have had a more advantageous weapon!
……
Silence is the default.
Jing Yu fiddled with the fake flowers next to him and did not ask further, "The theme of the live broadcast in the park is based on reality. It may be an article or a legend, but the content is more sinister. If you speculate with the greatest malice, you will often be close to the truth.
."
"Every household in the village invited the fisherman to be a guest, and they had delicious food and drinks, but he still left, marking everywhere and reporting to the prefect. During the Jin Dynasty, the outside world was in chaos and was very uneven. This was also unreasonable." Yun Tuan
Following this line of thought, he slowly speculated, "No one has found this place since then, which means something is abnormal."
Jinghe listened, a little unconvinced, "How could you all guess it? I think this is a very simple help task..."
"I saw Tian Bao take off his head before, put it on the table, and then comb his hair."
Yun Tuan recalled with a grimace, "Have you ever read that kind of villain book? The illustrations of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio are similar to that kind of scene."
Jinghe opened his mouth in surprise, but didn't utter a single syllable for a long time.
Rao, who was as calm and calm as Jing Yu, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You are very trusted by the aborigines."
"Hehe...hehe...after all, I am a steward from the Shanbei Opera Troupe."
Yun Tuan chuckled, quite proud of his false identity.
"I am the literary manager of the Shanbei Opera Troupe," Jing Yu stated.
"I am a member of the Shanbei Opera Troupe." Jing He sighed, "We are not making this up. We were assigned our status as soon as we entered the park."
...No wonder the innkeeper’s wife asked if she was from the Shanbei Opera Troupe when she saw her.
"Then our relationship should be better. After all, we are from the same theater troupe." Yun Tuan held his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed.
Learn from experience and be more cautious in the future.
If she just entered the novice village two days ago, then she is now a level 1 novice.
"We provide protection, in exchange, what information do you get?"
Jing Yu folded all the clothes that flew out of the fireplace, chose some dark simple styles and put them in his backpack.
"Tian Bao said that there will be a Fire Festival in the near future. If you make a wish to the Paper God, you will get what you want." Yun Tuan picked out some clues and shared them with the two of them.
"By the way, she also said she wanted a hair flower, and the guest who came not long ago happened to have it."
Wait.
Tomb chamber, fire festival, paper god?
Jing Yu nodded slightly and handed his backpack to Jing He who was watching the excitement, "The clothes, houses, etc. here were probably burned to them by outsiders."
"But you can get it if you make a wish. Isn't the range of this [burning] too wide?" Yun Tuan looked at the white patterns on the floor tiles and felt a little regretful. He didn't know if he would be able to catch up with An Yuan's wedding when he returned. p>