Looking at the expressions of his companions, the fool made an "OK, all right, I'm fine" gesture.
"Let's stop thinking blindly," Jasmine said, "Now we just need to understand the purpose of Wenya's mother in organizing the Wen family to participate in the God Baby. If we know the Wen family's purpose, we will know the doll's purpose.
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"Well, the identity of the outsiders has been basically sorted out," Qiao Nian helped, "Now we just need to reveal the secrets of the Wen family..."
Have you sorted out the identities of the outsiders?
Xiaolan turned her face and glanced at Baomu.
Why does this person named Hu Yuxin appear here?
He also exists in Wen Mengli's story.
Others have walked back to the courtyard and pushed open the other two doors.
The door opposite the vermilion door is still locked.
But the other door opened with one push.
The door opened inside, and it was still dark.
The fool hurriedly pointed to the door, "This is where all life came from just now!"
Qin Yin at the door jumped away in one step.
"What do you mean? There's an ambush?"
"But she entered that door later." The fool pointed to the door leading to the corpse room.
"whispering sound."
Qin Yin rolled her eyes at him with contempt, picked up the candle again, and followed the Taoist priest into the door.
"This seems to be the kitchen." The Taoist priest shined the light everywhere.
"Crack!"
The surroundings instantly became bright.
They instantly felt blind.
"Oh," the fool covered his eyes, "Xiaoyin, can you tell us in advance next time you turn on the lights? Let us be mentally prepared."
"I'm sorry, I saw the switch and wanted to press it, but I didn't expect it was actually a light switch."
Xiaolan half-covered her eyes and vaguely saw the outline of the room.
There is a long desk inside, with some bottles and cans placed on the desk.
The Taoist priest was right, this is indeed the kitchen.
There was a white refrigerator in the corner, now covered with a thick layer of dust.
The countertop is the cooking table, and the oil stains and dust covering it show how long it has not been used.
The Taoist priest casually turned around and found that the vegetables under the container and the food in the refrigerator were rotten, and the original appearance of the food could hardly be seen.
"This is Wen's kitchen."
"It's all rotten," Qin Yin mentioned a rotten piece of plastic cabbage, "It seems that something happened to the Wen family a long time ago."
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut, and the sound made them shudder.
The radio made noise again, which was a sign that a new plot was about to appear.
"Wow, wow, wow..."
Outside the door, there seemed to be the sound of rain.
"In the days after Mengli left, whenever it rained, he would recall the pain of losing his daughter..."
The resentful female voice is like weeping and complaining.
This is still the story of the literary army.
"It's over, he's coming again." The fool understood.
That's right, as a very intimidating NPC, how could the Literature Army just come out and play hide-and-seek with them and then give up?
"Finally, on a night of heavy rain and raging humidity, he left, and he woke up."
The Taoist priest nodded.
This should be talking about the literary army being replaced by the God Baby.
"So -" the voice dragged out, "the killing began."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
"Wenya! Hide quickly!" This time it was Wenya's mother's voice.
"Mom, why should I...I don't want to be separated from you, I'm afraid..." This is Wenya.
"Be good, Wenya is obedient, don't be afraid, uncle is sick, we are just playing a game with him..."
"I don't want to play games with my uncle. I don't want to hide alone."
"Wenya, don't... hide... hide quickly..."
"Mom, why can't we lock up uncle?..."
Wenya started to cry.
The conversation stopped, leaving only Wenya's cry.
This cry is so long and sad.
"Players please hide separately in the kitchen to avoid being found by the literary army. Players please hide separately in the kitchen to avoid being found by the literary army." The prompt on the intercom came again.
"Hide separately?" Qin Yin looked around.
There really is no place for multiple people to hide in the kitchen.
Qin Yin took the walkie-talkie and said, "What will happen if we are found?"
"Ten, nine, eight," however, the central controller started the countdown on the intercom, "Seven..."
"Quick! Hurry and hide!"
The idiot who played the role of the literary soldier was more anxious than anyone else. He leaned over and dodged directly behind the closet door.
When Xiaolan realized what she could, there were already people everywhere she could hide. She listened to the countdown and the clatter of footsteps approaching outside the door. She gritted her teeth, lifted the lid of the rice vat, and jumped directly into the rice vat.
The rancid smell of rice filled my nose, and there were several dead rubber rats squatting at my feet.
Why does this literary army like hide and seek so much?
"Bang!...Squeak-嘡!嘡!嘡!..."
Here he comes.
"嘡!嘡!..."
"Clang..."
"Hello..." The fool's voice was full of guilt, "Brother, it's me again... Hey, don't... don't be so rude... Where do you want me to go? Oh, why don't you just stand here, I will definitely be honest.
, you go find someone else...I won't run, oh, I won't run..."
The fool seemed to have been dragged by the literary army to the rice vat where Xiaolan was hiding.
At least, it seems that even if he is found, the consequences will not be very serious.
But soon...
"Hey, what are you doing! You! Why are you..."
"呲——"
"Bah, bah, bah..."
There was a sound of electricity.
Oh my god.
Xiaolan shrank her neck.
The fool made no move.
Should... shouldn't...
"What did you do to Brother Fool?!" Baomu's shout also sounded from not far away.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
Xiaolan messily twisted her feet that were numb from squatting.
It feels better to die early.
"Brother asked me to leave a last message..." Qin Yin was also caught.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
There is no need for last words.
"I am the creature of all things! I am a bad guy! I am with you! I..."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
There's so much nonsense, I don't want to hear it.
"Brother, I am your daughter! Oh, no, dad! I am Mengli!..."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
No matter who you call daddy.
"Huh?" This is the Taoist priest, "How do you..."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
The Taoist Master was defeated by the literary army before he could even finish a complete sentence.
Only myself is left.
Tired.
Xiaolan was leaning against the wall of the tank half dead, holding the doll in her right hand and squeezing the mouse in her left hand.
How about using a secret skill - throwing mice?
Suddenly I envied the six of them.
The literary army is approaching.
The lid above the head moved.
Xiaolan raised her eyes weakly.
"Kill me!...Huh?"
Thick black hair poured down, and Xiaolan saw the half-torn mask and the face behind the mask.
It's a woman.
Still a beautiful woman.
The woman stared at her with eager eyes and put her index finger on her lips, signaling Xiaolan not to speak.
She helped Xiao Lan out of the rice vat. The door to the next room had been opened, and the woman pushed Xiao Lan out of the door with force.
There was a loud noise from the front door of the kitchen opposite.
"Go quickly, Wenya," the woman said with tears in her eyes, "Listen to mother and leave quickly..."