Being targeted by the boss of the escape game

Cao Jin's expression changed, and he almost stopped breathing. He subconsciously wanted to take a closer look, but Lu Weixing seemed to have expected it, and took the phone back first.

Xiao Lin, who was standing next to Cao Jin and wanted to join in the fun, screamed when he saw the picture: "This is a sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice?"

Lu Weixing also looked up at Xiao Lin, beckoning him to continue.

Xiao Lin swallowed his saliva, calmed down his surprise and said, "Yes, this is a sacrificial ceremony, and those things on the table are actually sacrifices and gifts for God."

Chu Ling had some doubts about these words, a gift to God?

What god would need such a disgusting gift?

Cao Jin's slender eyes flickered behind the lens: "Xiao Lin, how do you know this?"

Xiao Lin blinked: "Oh, my home is in the ancient city of Fenghuang."

The ancient city of Fenghuang is located in the west of Hunan. The most famous places there are bars and Aventure, but in fact, there are countless mysterious and weird legends buried in that ancient city.

Lu Weixing slid his fingers lightly on the table: "You said this is a gift to God? Then what kind of God needs this kind of gift?"

Xiao Lin scratched his head and said, "Every god is different, and gods like chicken butt tributes."

Xiaowen couldn't help but push his good buddy Xiaolin. He always knew that his posting was unreliable, but he didn't expect that when it was so late, he was still in a bad-mouthed mood.

Xiao Lin rubbed his arms, restrained his smile and added: "Anyway, this kind of thing is very evil."

Cao Jin clenched his fists hard, turned his head and stared at Lu Weixing closely, and said unwillingly, "Is this picture real?"

The inexplicable guess in Lu Weixing's heart seemed to be confirmed. He put the phone back in his pocket and said calmly, "You can also think that I'm lying to you."

Cao Jin's face turned pale. He knew it was not the time to vent his anger, so he quickly lowered his voice and said, "I'll tell you, when I went there, I only saw a statue and nothing else, really."

Chu Ling was also stunned when she heard this, and began to realize that something was wrong. What they saw when they went in was actually different?

Lu Weixing said, "What does the statue you see look like?"

That statue was too special, although it didn't feel good to him, but as a key prop in the dungeon, Cao Jin certainly remembered it. He recalled: "A statue of a god in red clothes and a red hijab. Holding a flower."

When talking about the red hijab, Cao Jin frowned. He couldn't figure out why a statue of a god should be properly covered with a red hijab.

Lu Weixing raised his eyelids and said, "Did you take off that red hijab?"

Cao Jin was startled, and immediately retorted: "Of course not!"

Lu Weixing smiled: "That's right, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting here talking to me."

Cao Jin's face became ugly, he whispered: "What do you mean?"

Lu Weixing had already obtained the information he wanted, so he was too lazy to continue communicating with this idiot, wasting his saliva, so he got up and dragged Chu Ling back to the room.

Once back in the room, Lu Weixing closed the door, sat on the chair, stood up and took two steps within a few seconds, looked back at Chu Ling and said, "There is a problem with that temple!"

Chu Ling's heart sank, and his intuition told him that this was definitely not a good question: "What happened to the temple?"

Lu Weixing sat back on the chair, and looked at Chu Ling with his dark eyes motionless: "The person who goes in, no, it should be one person going in, and what two people see is different."

Chu Ling reacted immediately: "You mean the jigsaw puzzle?"

Lu Weixing nodded: "Yes, the so-called gift to the gods should only be seen by two or more people, and only one statue can be seen by one person."

"What does that idol represent..."

Lu Weixing recalled all the details of the past two days, the flowers on the street, the watchmen, the empty flower pots in front of the threshold, the hostess, the ritual, the crystal orchid...

His eyes fell on the two potted flowers by the window, the soft moonlight poured on the crystal orchid, it stretched its body to its fullest, the white petals were like colored glass, it looked extremely beautiful, just like the flowers of the Moon Palace.

The source of everything in this dungeon seems to come from this flower.

It is a flower given by God.

Lu Weixing got up and walked to the window sill. He stretched out a hand, as if he wanted to touch the petals that were as white as snow and crystal clear as jade.

"Wei Xing, what are you doing!"

Lu Weixing turned back: "Nothing."

Chu Ling didn't believe it, he hurried over, pulled Lu Weixing away, and asked again: "What do you want to do?"

Lu Weixing said, "I'm thinking, what exactly is this flower?"

Chu Ling looked at the flowers on the window sill, and asked strangely, "Isn't that crystal orchid?"

Lu Weixing: "Yes, but I always feel that everything is too weird, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

He propped his chin, his thick eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow under his eyes, his facial features were three-dimensional, and even his pensive look was charming and hopelessly charming.

Chu Ling worried: "What's wrong?"

Lu Weixing nodded his head, with a smile on his face: "I'm too tired to remember, let's go to bed first, the brain needs to rest."

When he was sleeping, he didn't know if it was Chu Ling's illusion. He always felt that Lu Weixing's body seemed to be colder than before.

He subconsciously pressed his body against it, wanting to use his own body temperature to bring a little warmth to Lu Weixing, even if it was just a little bit.

Chu Ling buried her face in Lu Weixing's arms, listening to Lu Weixing's shallow breathing, and gradually fell asleep.