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"You just said that the process of drying shadow puppets was 'quite smooth', what's going on?"

Chen Yan's professional habits always allow her to find problems from tiny places.

Lu Qihuai said:

"The two of us helped Aunt Yun transfer the ready-made shadow puppets from the warehouse to the ventilation room, and strung them into strings with hemp rope. At this time, two shadow puppets floated down from the table. I bent down to pick them up, and they were blown by the wind. , I can’t catch it anyway.”

"What was blown by the wind! It's clearly alive!" Shen Jiming always felt scalp numb when recalling that weird scene.

He and Lu Qihuai chased after the shadow puppet. The thing seemed to be afraid of being caught. After being stepped on by Aunt Yun, he even heard a scream.

Chen Yan asked: "Did you see them moving?"

"No! But...but I feel like the shadow puppets are struggling to run...they stare with two big eyes, looking very frightened..."

Xia Mingchi said: "Aren't all shadow puppets' eyes like this?"

"No! I think they are very scared..." Shen Jiming said, big cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead and flowed down his neck.

Although the shadow puppet couldn't make an expression, Shen Jiming's heart was frightened.

Creatures have a common perception of danger, and Shen Jiming can truly feel their fear.

Lu Qihuai asked: "What are you afraid of? It can't be the two of us, right? We are both afraid of them."

"It should be Aunt Yun."

Xia Mingchi guessed that after the wedding, players without sugar will be stuck with shadow puppets. Of course, shadow puppets are not afraid of Lu Qihuai and Shen Jiming.

Regardless of his elite image, Shen Jiming wiped the sweat off his face with his tie, "Aunt Yun said that the wind in the ventilation room would blow up the finished product, so let us be careful when drying it."

"But when she grabbed the shadow puppet, I could clearly see the shadow puppet struggling in her hands, hanging on the hemp rope, twisting its body in pain..." Shen Jiming murmured.

Lu Qihuai was very calm, not as panicked as Shen Jiming.

Chen Yan asked Lu Qihuai: "What about you, have you seen it?"

"I saw the shadow puppet moving, but I didn't pay attention to the expression of the shadow puppet. After all, I want to finish my work and come back to you."

After Lu Qihuai finished speaking, she smiled at Xia Mingchi.

the other side.

Zhou Zheng and Fu Qingchou went to pick up tools as instructed.

The keys to the tool room are kept by Cui Ming and Cui Mian, and the two brothers are grinding paint on the open space outside the tool room.

They put the colored ore into a mortar the size of a sea bowl with expressionless faces, held the pestle, smashed the ore one by one, and then crushed the crushed ore into powder along the mortar.

The movement was very clumsy, and a lot of colored powder floated out from the mortar, dyeing the tiger's mouth colorfully.

"Cui Bo asked us to get the skin scraping tools," Zhou Zheng said, "eight sets."

Cui Ming and Cui Mian are eccentric, Zhou Zheng worried that they would embarrass him, so he deliberately emphasized "Cui Bo".

But Cui Bo didn't say how many sets to get, Zhou Zheng did his own calculations, six players and the old couple, eight sets of tools are fine.

Bang, bang, bang, the pestle cracked the ore with regularity.

The twin brothers were still sitting where they were, and they didn't stop working after Zhou Zheng spoke.

Zhou Zheng wondered if they were deaf.

Zhou Zheng raised his voice: "Hey, let me say..."

Cui Ming suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhou Zheng's eyes without blinking, and said two words in a stiff voice.

"Chen Yan."

"What?" Zhou Zheng didn't hear clearly.

"Chen Yan." Cui Ming shifted his gaze to behind Zhou Zheng.

What he meant was, why didn't Chen Yan come.

Fu Qingchou: "She wants to help Cui Bo fish the cowhide."

Hearing this, Cui Ming suddenly smiled strangely on his expressionless face, as if a piece of flat kraft paper had been crumpled.Even Cui Mian stopped working and patted his brother's shoulder with his hands, as if celebrating something happy.

Cui Ming happily took out the key, opened the tool room, and got in.

The tool room is a simple hut welded with iron sheets, inside are two simple beds, the bedding is dirty, the color is stained, and there is a smell of sweat.

In addition to the bed, there is a sundry rack full of tools.

Cui Ming came out with something in his arms and stuffed it into Zhou Zheng's hands.Zhou Zheng counted, there are seven in total.

"There's still one pair missing."

Cui Ming sat back on the spot, holding the mortar and began smashing the paint again.

Fu Qingchou took five sets of tools from Zhou Zheng, letting him hold them more easily.

"Let's go," Fu Qingchou said, judging by Cui Ming's appearance, he probably won't give too much.

Zhou Zheng cursed and followed Fu Qingchou back home, he was the only one who muttered along the way, and Fu Qingchou didn't know if he was listening.

"Tell me, too, are those two brothers crazy?"

"Yes."

Zhou Zheng was angry at first, but he was helpless by Fu Qingchou's reaction, "You, remind me of the girl I met in the last dungeon, her name is Meng Yijie, she is also quite tall, and she is very socially fearful. Try to communicate with us."

"Are you socially phobic too?"

"Do not."

"Then why do you talk so little?"

"Words are worthless."

……

Zhou Zheng was angry, he felt as if he was chatting with Fu Qingchou, and the other party would always succeed in chatting to death.Are all people who engage in art so cold?

Zhou Zheng observed Fu Qingchou carefully, he found that Fu Qingchou was panting and seemed to be struggling.

The tools are made of metal, and the weight of a single tool is nothing, but it will become heavy when there are too many tools.

But Fu Qingchou didn't say anything, just walked silently holding the tools.

The oil on it even touched Fu Qingchou's clothes.

Zhou Zheng's first impression of Qingchou was that he was cold, but his second impression was that he was clean.He didn't know how many dungeons Fu Qingchou had gone through in the game. Anyway, Fu Qingchou's clothes were clean and tidy, and his temperament was like the white snow on a high mountain. It felt a bit otherworldly.

However, this white snow is actually stained.Or to help myself get things!

Rounding off, isn't it the same as dirtying him?No wonder I haven't spoken all the time, it's because I'm too tired.

A feeling of guilt welled up in his heart, Zhou Zheng took three sets of tools from Fu Qingshou, "Don't be brave if you can't handle them."

Fu Qingchou finally said: "It's almost here..."

The voice was small and it sounded pitiful.

Zhou Zheng frowned: "What do you mean? Do you think it's too late for me to find you out!!!"

"No."

When moving things, dust rubbed against the tip of Zhou Zheng's nose, coupled with his exaggerated expression of bluffing, like a corgi who just got angry.

Why Corgi.

Because Zhou Zheng is shorter than Fu Qingchou, how much shorter, Fu Qingchou has no way to give accurate data, but every time he talks to boys, he has to lower his head.

And in his eyes, Corgi is a very cute creature, and Zhou Zheng is a cute boy.

So Zhou Zheng is like Corgi.

But Fu Qingchou didn't say anything.

On the one hand, he is not good at expressing. On the other hand, Zhou Zheng is still angry. If he knows that he is being compared to Corgi, he will probably jump up and scold him.

As Fu Qingchou thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

It's a slight smile, like a spring peach blossom falling into a pool of water, causing small ripples.

Not easy to notice, but thrilling.

"Are you laughing?" Zhou Zheng stared and said loudly, "You can actually laugh!"

The smile was fleeting, and Fu Qingchou changed back to a cold expression, her ears were bright red, in stark contrast to her fair skin.

Zhou Zheng moved his face closer, and sighed sincerely, "You look so pretty and sweet when you smile, you should smile more!"

He and Fu Qingchou have completely opposite personalities, all emotions are written on his face, and he can't hide things in his heart.

Fu Qingchou stared at Zhou Zheng's energetic face and thought, I really don't know how this kind of temper survived in the horror game.

He doesn't like others to praise his appearance, he relies on his talent, not his face.

But he accepted Zhou Zheng's praise, "I will fight for it."

He took back two sets of tools from Zhou Zheng's hands, Zhou Zheng was very moved, and Fu Qingchou finally had a serious communication with himself.Moreover, Zhou Zheng had three sets of tools in his hands, and Fu Qingchou took four sets.

He always has more things in his hands than himself.

Although Fu Qingchou has a sense of distance, but he is such a gentleman towards the same sex, he should be a good person.Zhou Zheng has a new understanding of Qingchou.

The author has something to say:

Zhou Zheng: The sense of distance is...

Pay Qingchou: Negative number.

Xia Mingchi & Lu Qihuai: You two too? ?