Welcome to the lock demon tower

At the end of lunch, Qiao Que, Jiang Luchi and Zhao Kexin were basically the only ones who didn't touch the bowl of broth.

The two very strong men in the team also added two bowls and drank a lot.

Zhao Kexin clicked his tongue in amazement: "It's really stupid."

Qiao Que: "Actually, I didn't see anything wrong with the soup. I just felt it was fishy. I don't know if it feels right."

Jiang Luchi cut the food in front of him with a knife and fork, eating slowly.

His eating speed is not slow, but his movements are elegant, and he swallowed everything in his mouth before opening his mouth: "The spiritual practice period is long, but as long as the spiritual root is pure enough, the true energy in the body will automatically breathe out and circulate. Lock The aura in the demon tower is strong, it will do more with less for you, and your inspiration will become stronger and stronger."

Qiao Que's eyes were full of light: "Wow."

This feeling of choosing the right major has a smooth journey.

Jiang Luchi summed it up lightly: "You can trust your intuition."

Zhao Kexin interrupted suddenly: "Wait, are you saying there is something wrong with this soup?"

Qiao Que: ...you don't know?Then what do you put it so far.

Zhao Kexin felt that she had been deceived: "I really didn't touch it because of the high calorie! Your system has already said that the weight cannot be reset!"

Qiao Que: ...

It's ruthless!

After lunch, the woman in black disappeared to nowhere.

The taskers left the restaurant, discussing their plans for the afternoon in low voices as they walked.After a whole morning, the people who didn't form a group basically walked together in twos and threes.

As soon as everyone reached the hall, they all stopped.

The group of little radish dices have all returned, and they are sitting neatly on the floor of the hall to play, with bright innocent smiles on their faces.

Among them, some are building blocks, some are reading picture books, and some are drawing pictures on the ground, but they are all singing the famous nursery rhyme in unison: "The big rabbit is sick!" , Two rabbits look, three rabbits buy medicine, four rabbits boil, five rabbits die, six rabbits carry, seven rabbits dig a hole, eight rabbits bury, nine rabbits sit on the ground and cry, ten rabbits ask why it is crying? Nine rabbits say , the five rabbits will never come back!"

After singing it once, sing it again.

Qiao Que faltered for a second, and sneaked behind Jiang Luchi: Orphanage with scary nursery rhymes... It's too much.

After the children sang the second time, they all stopped, and all of them turned their heads to look at them.

This time, they were not as weird as before. Instead, they laughed and made noises. They swarmed over, tugged at the corners of the taskers, and begged like normal children: "Let's play hide and seek." "Uncle accompany me!" Play hide and seek." "I want to hide and seek! I want to hide and seek!"

Hide and seek again?Qiao Que frowned.

However, after experiencing the previous events, especially the layers of gauze tied to the arm of the sequined girl, and her blood stains on the ground have not been completely cleaned up, no one has any good feelings for this group of children, and many of them show fear or disgust With a terrified expression, he tore off the corners of his clothes from their hands, and hid behind them.

The children felt their alienation, stopped their movements one by one, and stood in place in frustration.

A juicy little boy pouted and asked, "Aren't you willing to play with us?"

What he looked at was a man in the team who didn't talk much and looked a little weak and timid.

The man was obviously frightened when his name was called, but he didn't dare not answer, so he could only smile as friendly as possible and said, "Because brother has other things to do..."

The child tilted his head: "Really? That's fine."

The man just breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, the corner of the child's mouth curled up, and he suddenly said loudly: "Then you can die!"

Then he raised his hand, and with the drawing pencil in his hand, he plunged into the man's thigh.

The incident happened extremely suddenly, and by the time everyone realized it, they had already heard the heart-piercing screams of the man.

Everyone trembled in fright, and hurriedly dragged the man who was rolling on the ground to the stairs, away from the group of children.

Upon closer inspection, the entire pencil was almost completely sunk into the man's thigh, leaving only a small section outside. The wound was horrible.He passed out quickly.

The girl with an arm injury hurriedly took out the medicine Qiao Que gave to help treat the wound.

However, everyone knows that this kind of wound cannot be treated by laymen like them. It requires surgery and professional care from doctors.

There are no conditions in this world, the only way is to pass the customs as soon as possible and send him to the hospital.

Qiao Que, who had witnessed everything and had no time to react, was stunned: "This, this...these children are too cruel?! If you want to change to a shorter one, won't you just be castrated?!"

Jiang Luchi: ...

What kind of god-like thinking is this.

He frowned: "They are not human."

Qiao Que was filled with righteous indignation: "Yes! It's too much! It's simply inhuman!"

Jiang Luchi glanced at him speechlessly, and when he stretched out his hand, there was already a small mirror in his palm.

He handed it to Qiao Que: "Look through this."

Qiao Que obediently said "Oh", and leaned over to look at his hand.

The mirror adjusted its angle slightly, and it saw a little girl in front of Qiao Que.

The little girl turned her back to the mirror, and there was nothing wrong with it at first glance.Qiao Que looked puzzled, and moved closer, the little girl suddenly turned around with a smile...

She has no face.

Where her face should have been, it was blank.There are only a few horizontal scars, like a giant centipede, splitting the entire head into several halves.It looked like it had been cut open by some sharp object, and then roughly sewn together.

Qiao Que reacted quickly and covered his mouth with both hands very experienced.

A few seconds later, he really burped out a belch comparable to Peppa Pig.

Jiang Luchi silently took back the things in his hand and stood a little further away.

Zhao Kexin, who was at the side, also saw the picture in the mirror, pinched Qiao Que's face, and was so excited: "Wow! The legendary mirror!"

How could Qiao Que have the time to care about this? He leaned against the wall with weak legs, like a dying Pippi shrimp, and even started talking nonsense: "Now I have a deep understanding of the difficulty of this world. I miss Grandma Xiang and sister Xu Siran, apart from looking scary, they are as kind as the Virgin Mary!"

Zhao Kexin: ...

... That's right, a cute boy with makeup and a birthday party is a portrayal of a contemporary urban beauty.

Qiao Que: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, Zhang Qiyang is also very charming. Oh, but his grades are not as good as mine, and he still calls me stupid. This is absolutely unbearable."

Zhao Kexin: ...

The teammate of the injured man spent a lot of effort carrying him up, and asked several people to help, trying not to touch his wound, and carried him back to the room.

After a while he came down.

They are only temporarily forming a team, which is considered to be the best of benevolence, and will not spend any more time guarding him.

Since the group of children did something bad just now, they ran away without a trace.

The rest of the taskers had lingering fears, but they still nodded to each other helplessly, and then continued to disperse according to their own plans.

Qiao Que recited "small scene, small scene" in his heart, lowered his head, and forced himself to calm down.

He was standing against the wall just now, and now he saw a few paintings scattered on the ground in the corner, which should have been drawn by a few children lying here just now.

He bent down and picked up the painting.

Three or four simple stick figures with nothing special in content.

The first picture shows two children holding hands, with "My good friend and I" written crookedly next to it.

In the second picture, a child is standing on the left side, and the picture is relatively large. There are two tall stick figures standing on both sides of the child. On the right side of the picture, there are many children. The picture is relatively small, and the matching words become "He's going home."

In the third picture, the two children are still holding hands, and something that looks like a gift is drawn on the ground, and one of the children is wearing a birthday crown on his head.There is also a banner drawn on the top of the screen, which says "Huan Farewell Party". Both children are smiling happily, and the words are simply "happy".

He showed the painting in his hand to Jiang Luchi and Zhao Kexin: "It seems to be about two children, one of them is adopted, and the other is happy for him."

Zhao Kexin was a little sad: "The children who grew up in the orphanage, even the content of the paintings are different from ordinary children... Obviously the paintings are so simple and cute, how could they be ghosts who hurt people at will?"

Jiang Luchi stared at something in the painting and said, "Look at this."

He's pointing to a barrel-shaped object in the background of the farewell party on the third painting.

Children's drawing skills are limited, and the lines are crooked. It is difficult to see what it is. Qiao Que squinted his eyes for a long time, and suddenly felt blessed: "This is the handle, and the curve on it indicates heat? This is... the woman stewed just now." A pot for soup? It turns out that this painting is a pot of soup."

Zhao Kexin rubbed his nose: "It seems that this soup is really that woman's specialty, it is very popular with children, and I don't forget to add it in when I draw."

Jiang Luchi lowered his eyes and thought about something, but did not speak.

Qiao Que scratched his head: "Anyway, I always feel that the soup is not quite right. Brother Chi said, trust my intuition!"

Zhao Ke felt happy: "Okay, okay, trust me. There is no system to follow this time, so I hope you won't starve to death at night."

Qiao Que smiled: "Don't worry, I brought compressed biscuits! Ten pulls! Oh, and there are potato chips, beef jerky, ham sausage and Coke... If you have a strong taste, there is also garlic."

Zhao Kexin: ...Garlic?

"You... plan to invite abnormal life forms to make dumplings together at night?"

……

In the afternoon, the three of them went to the garden outside together.

Although the garden is a bit dilapidated, it is a typical European-style garden in terms of layout and planning.Especially in the middle of the garden, there is also a greenhouse.Fully transparent, white wrought iron openwork frame.If cared for properly, it should be very dreamy.

But now it has become a place to pile up sundries.

Qiao Que wanted to take a closer look, but before he could take a few steps, someone grabbed his sleeve.

A little girl with twisted braids who came out of nowhere was holding his leg tightly, raised her head, and looked at him with an innocent smile.

"Big brother, big brother, can you play hide-and-seek with me?"

Qiao Que immediately felt that the whole leg would no longer be his own, and he turned his head crying, "Sister Kexin... Sister Kexin..."

Zhao Kexin felt a little guilty when he thought of the boy who stabbed someone just because he didn't agree with him, so he raised his hands to comfort him: "Little sister, calm down first, we can play with you, let this brother go first."

Hearing this, the little girl laughed out two beautiful dimples. She was about to say something to Zhao Kexin when she was suddenly interrupted by Qiao Que, who had a strong desire to survive and was sensitive to insecurity: "Wait, wait, kid, you ...Think about it first, don't shout, this sister is still very young!"

If you two get angry together, I will definitely die a miserable death!

Zhao Kexin: ...

little girl:……

She tilted her head and called out uncertainly, "Big sister?"

Qiao Que nodded in relief, and Zhao Kexin's veins burst out: What are the meanings of the interrogative sentence again!

The little girl smiles like a flower:

"Big Brother, Big Sister, can you play hide and seek with me?"