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The light outside the window was still bright, and Gui Qi could clearly see the appearance of those things hovering at the stairs on the second floor. It's crooked, quite perfunctory.

When those things twisted, Gui Qi saw that their bodies were very thin, literally thin, as thin as a piece of paper.To be precise,? That is a piece of paper that has been torn into a human shape.

Maybe the person who tore the paper was too free, or maybe the person who tore the paper started with the concept of scaring one to death. The shape of the paper man torn out is very self-sufficient. It does not grow in the direction of normal people at all. who.

If you look closely, you can see that the face and facial features of the paper figure are actually painted, with just a few strokes, but the combination is very delicate, either handsome and deep, or soft and beautiful.

But such flawless facial features, paired with a flat head like paper,? And limbs of different lengths? There is an indescribably weird feeling.

Nan Xuanze gave a sincere evaluation: "Hot eyes."

I really can't see it.

"...with unique thoughts."

Guiqi is very reserved.

He really can't understand the evil taste of the people behind the scenes, but this does not prevent him from having the urge to kill people.

The paper man spotted them and started going downstairs.

The toothed blade and the soft sword made a move, Gui Qi and Nan Xuanze took a long leg, stood at the front of the team, glanced around, and saw the interior of the entire villa in an instant. .

"The villa has three floors. The first floor is the living room, kitchen, gym, entertainment room, bathroom, and guest room. The second floor has a master bedroom, two second bedrooms, two guest rooms, and a study..."

Zuo Zhe was too familiar with this place, and after introducing it in one breath, Gui Qi and Nan Xuanze knew it in their hearts.

The villa is very big, with many rooms, the paper figurines only hover in front of the door at the main stairs on the second floor, other places are very quiet.

Gui Qi weighed the tooth blade and locked on the target.

The two exchanged glances, and at the same time flew up to the second floor, the paper figurine suddenly went crazy, ran down in a panic, and locked eyes on the two intruders viciously.

Zuo Zhe knew that his fighting strength was almost zero, so he felt like he took two steps back after the introduction, and he was looking for tools that he could handle on the way.

Shu Mi looked at those paper figurines, tugged Lu Ren's arm, a little excited: "Brother, brother, brother..."

Lu Ren was slapped on the head by his second-hand girl brother: "The hen? Cluck cluck cluck. You are the only one."

"..."

Shu Mi didn't realize it at first, but after he did, he felt like pinching him: "..."

Is this human talk?

Can't you just be an individual?

For a moment, Shu Mi wanted to lose a brother.

"... Paji."

Zuo Zhe laughed and dropped the mop he just got on the ground.

When Gui Qi and Nan Xuanze swung their knives and swords, their hands trembled, and the knives and swords almost came into intimate contact.

Lu Renliang found out, and said, "Brother is here, you."

"I'm your sister."

Half a second later, Shu Mi realized: "No, I seem to be the only one of your sister."

My sister's IQ is worrying.

Lu Ren wavered between complaining and not complaining for a second, and finally decided to be an individual: "...what are you doing?"

Shu Mi put aside the idea of ​​Brother Shi: "Lighter. Set the fire and burn these paper men into..."

The gray words did not come out, Shu Mi automatically silenced.

Those paper men looked weak, but they were as hard as steel when they fought. Gui Qi used [-]% of his strength and slashed at the paper man's neck with the blade, but the paper man's neck just curled up.

Lu Ren smacked his lips: "...Silly girl, how many lighters do you think can burn these steel paper men to ashes? Is one ton enough?"

Shu Mi said coldly, "Get lost."

Lu Ren: "...not big or small."

Gui Qi slashed at the paper figurine again, this time he used [-]% of his strength, the blade tore off half of the paper figurine's arm, and the paper figurine made a slight cracking sound when the arm broke.

It was indeed the sound of paper being torn.

Gui Qi confirmed: "The essence is still paper."

Not only paper, but also the horizontal grid format commonly used in diaries, which feels thick and soft to the touch, which is not common.

"The quality is good." Gui Qi concluded, folded the scrapped half of the paper arm and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and finally patted it: "It's a pity to burn it."

Shu Mi was puzzled: "..."

For paper figurines, wouldn't the fire burn faster?

Lu Ren: "Cold food, no smoking."

Shu Mi: "Huh?"

What has it got to do with me?

Lu Ren: "..."

I'm afraid this girl is really stupid.

Si Zhongfen explained calmly: "There are no flowers flying everywhere in Spring City. There is a custom of the Cold Food Festival in the poem. The custom of cold food includes folding willows, prohibiting fireworks, and eating cold food."

The plot of this dungeon is the first sentence in "Cold Food", maybe the whole dungeon is a poem, a custom.

If you break the taboo, you will be eliminated.

"……Oh."

Shu Mi has a deep understanding of what it means to be uneducated is terrible, and it is so terrible that you will die in the depths.

"Brother, when we go out, can you lend me the Tang poetry and Song Ci in your bookstore for a few days?"

Lu Ren: "..."

Gui Qi chopped up a paper figurine, turned around to look for Nan Xuanze, but saw behind him a small paper figurine with delicate features and a height of less than 20 centimeters, holding an arm that was about the same length as his height and swung it in one direction, Hula You have to bring the wind.

And the person who was chopped off was Nan Xuanze.

A little paper man, with super long arms, chasing and chopping a tall man over 1.9 meters...

Gui Qi was startled by this weird scene.

Nan Xuanze's figure sideways dodged the attack like a ghost, but the sofa behind him was damaged and split in half by the paper man.

Neatly, cut in two.

Nan Xuanze raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue, and took the time to tease: "Is it not happy that you are so hot?"

The little paper man can't speak.

Swing your arms and chop.

If one is not enough, alternate two.

Anyway, it's chopping, it's chopping.

Nan Xuanze watched helplessly as the short-legged paper man swung his two 1-meter long arms and threw all kinds of random attacks at him, earnestly and persistently.

Gui Qi: "..."

Don't know what to say.

Let's fight seriously.

Nanxuan Zedong hid in Tibet, and was chased and hacked by a small paper man with legs less than ten centimeters long, thinking that this was a bit too much.

Zuo Zhe looked at the vigorous steel arm, and then at the one-meter-long mop on the ground. For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh at the funny paper man or cry about his pitiful fighting power.

Fortunately, Guiqi and Nan Xuanze didn't make him cry.

After finding out the strength of the paper figurine, Gui Qi and Nan Xuanze no longer kept it. Their moves became more and more fierce, and their speed became faster and faster.

Once the two combat masters enter the battle with full firepower and wholeheartedly, they will show their sharpness and domineering momentum, and they will sweep the world and be the only one.

Zuo Zhe, Si Zhongfen, Lu Ren and Shu Mi had no room to make a move. Sometimes Lu Ren would think about what Nan Xuanze was trying to do by pulling them all the way.

Zuo Zhe is the author and the creator. He can change the rules and the fate of the protagonist at critical moments, but what about the three of them?What the hell?

The two swept all the way, and soon reached the second floor.

On the side of the stairs is the master bedroom.

Diagonally opposite the master bedroom is the study.

Gui Qi got rid of the last paper figurine, glanced at the direction of the study, turned around and opened the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

The master bedroom is large, spacious and clean.

The first thing you see when you open the door and enter the room is the clear floor-to-ceiling windows. The light from the street lamp shines into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the furnishings in the house can be seen at a glance.

The furnishing of the house is simple.

There is a masculine double bed, a huge bookcase with a ceiling, all kinds of books neatly arranged, and a neat and clean desk. Everything is in order.

Zuo Zhe stood at the door, in a trance for a moment. Before entering the trial ground, this was his warmest nest.

Shu Mi scratched the door frame and probed his brain, very curious about the residence of his favorite author. When he saw the desk near the window, he imagined a scene of Zuo Zhe typing in front of the computer.

Gui Qi stepped on the carpet and walked to the French window.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a simple and generous casual round table. There are two single sofas beside the table. A book with a bookmark is placed on one of the sofas. There is a cup of coffee on the table, which is still steaming.

Gui Qi leaned over and picked up a piece of paper next to the coffee cup. The paper was torn from a diary, and there was a sentence written in the horizontal grid, with neat and elegant handwriting.

[Flowers are flying everywhere in Spring City. 】

Another plot hint.

"It's a step late, my breath has faded. Huh?"

Nan Xuanze suddenly hummed in doubt, stretched out his long arms, half-embracing Guiqi, and reached for the coffee cup on the table.

Surrounded by the familiar and extremely intrusive masculine breath, Gui Qi regained his senses: "What's wrong?"

Nan Xuanze: "Interesting."

There is a small curvature at the bottom of the coffee cup, and a small piece of paper is stuck in the curvature. The paper is crumpled, and there are a few scrawled words on it.

Gui Qi frowned and discerned carefully.

"Broken... window... hurry up?"

Si Zhongfen and Zuo Zhe entered the door cautiously. Before they could look around, they saw the two big men by the French windows come back suddenly and go straight to them.

"Hey?"

The four of them were confused, and they were thrown out of the window with their collars in their hands.

The familiar weightlessness comes and goes.

After the window was broken, the six returned to the trial ground. Thunder and lightning were still raging everywhere in the trial ground. In the center of the most violent thunder and lightning explosion, a stone platform was slowly shrinking.

Zuo Zhe: "I...fuck!"

They beat paper people in the dungeon, but the system was secretly doing things for them outside.

Gui Qi and Nan Xuanze once again carried the four ordinary people to the stone platform with lightning and lightning.

The six people huffed and sat down.

But when they took their seats, the letters and numbers on the seats did not appear for a long time.

Zuo Zhe slapped his head: "There is no note to remind."

The last time a symbol appeared on the seat, it was because Si Zhongfen grabbed a note on the way, and the note said a spring.

This time it was raining heavily, and there was thunder and fire everywhere. They couldn't even touch the hair of the note, so where did they get the order?

This time there was no word from the ordering officer.

There is no way to carry out the flying flower order.

Seeing that the stone platform shrank again, Zuo Zhe looked at Guiqi eagerly: "What should I do?"

Gui Qi didn't speak, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and slapped it in front of Zuo Zhe.

Zuo Zhe bowed his head mechanically, the paper had a strange shape, in the shape of half an arm.He knew this thing, which was the half paper man's arm that Gui Qi tore off and stuffed into his trouser pocket.

Zuo Zhe didn't know how to get it, so he trembled.

Immediately afterwards, Gui Qi took out another carbon pen and handed it to Zuo Zhe, his eyes were cold, and he said concisely: "Write."

Zuo Zhe was still confused: "What are you writing?"

Guiqi: "Order."

"Oh oh order."

Zuo Zhe mechanically took the pen and wrote.

Zuo Zhe woke up suddenly in the middle of writing.

……Hold!

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: bloodthirsty? 1;

Thank you very much(*^.^*)