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"Oh, that's right." Unexpectedly, the woman responded with a lack of interest, joined the heated discussion among the neighbors, and ignored Chen Mo.

Chen Mo wanted to trigger the dialogue again, but the game interface showed that please try again in the next season.

As the dungeon time goes by, the system has stricter requirements on the accuracy of players' answers.

Reluctantly, it will be abandoned for a while, but fortunately, the next summer is not far away.

Chen Mo frowned slightly and thought about it carefully. The question asked by the woman should be related to her daughter. After all, the hint given by the little girl at the door of the haunted house should point to her daughter, so among the four options, it is the most suitable for the question. The answer is undoubtedly "Sleeping Beauty", but unfortunately the actual answer lies in the other three options.

Chen Mo tried his best to recall the information he had obtained earlier. Originally, he planned to go to the haunted house and the art gallery to check some missing clues. Unfortunately, the game interface kept reminding that it was not open.Therefore, Chen Mo could only be distressed expressionlessly.

In a daze, he thought of the little girl with curly hair. She said that her mother was busy chatting and had no time to accompany her to the art museum. At that time, she was looking up at Van Gogh's "Starry Night" seriously "...

Time passed by, Chen Mo looked up, and vaguely remembered the shocking landscape that occurred at the turn of spring and summer when he first came to Muxi Street, the overturned black sky, the terrifying behemoth, and the moment of falling into the deep sea. The sense of suffocation and the pious breath-holding of the residents like pilgrims have never appeared since then.

"Brother Chen, what are you looking at?" In front, Xiao Luo and X were walking towards Chen Mo, each holding a cup of shaved ice, while behind them Han Bing was shouting at their backs: "Come again next time, buy one get free!" Oh."

Xiao Luo turned around and blew a kiss to Han Bing, and Ah He stood aside with a smirk.

It seems that during Chen Mo's challenge to the haunted house, Xiao Luo also accumulated a high NPC favorability.

The Commander's Manual has clear regulations on the single-player mode. It is strictly forbidden for players to privately share relevant information obtained through independent exploration. Therefore, the two tacitly did not talk about what happened before.

The kapok on the street gradually becomes transparent, replaced by a row of banyan trees.

Cicada's indefatigable cry sounded again in response to the occasion.

Summer is here again.

Sure enough, that miraculous scene still did not appear.

Chen Mo immediately walked up to the woman again, with the same problem, this time Chen Mo decisively chose D.

A certain rule in the Commander's Manual: single-player mode, in the process of challenging the game, if the player involves the game dungeon strategy step, the system will automatically set up a shielding wall around it.Prevent other players from obtaining relevant information to ensure the independence and privacy of player information acquisition.

"Ah, is that right? You also like "The Moon Is Saw". My girl also likes it. Maybe you will have something in common. Do you want to talk to her?" Ink greeting.

A. OK.Let's go now.

B. Will it be inconvenient?

Chen Mo didn't make a choice immediately this time. Once he answered this question incorrectly, he didn't know if he would have the chance to challenge next time, so he remained silent. The player didn't make a choice within 2 minutes, and the system's blocking status was automatically released.

Xiao Luo then also walked towards the crowd, it seems that he obtained the corresponding dialogue conditions by other methods.

The scene in front of him was suddenly distorted, blurred, and blurred, and no sound could be heard clearly.This is precisely the reason why the system shielding wall was erected again.Chen Mo stood aside and seriously thought about the answer to the question.

Not long after, the game screen returned to clarity, Xiao Luo's figure materialized, and he was smiling and beckoning X to go upstairs together, it seems that he got the answer right.

At the same time, Chen Mo also made a decision, he chose B.Based on a mother's protection of her child's privacy, and the idea that it is inappropriate for a man to step into a girl's boudoir without permission.

Chen Mo: "Will it be inconvenient?"

"Haha, it's convenient, I'll take you upstairs right away." The mother said boldly.

"If you choose A, Aunt Wang will definitely say that there is a brat who dares to enter my daughter's room without knowing the heights of the heavens and the earth, maybe it will be easy."

He picked up his broom and drove away. "X sighed at the side, as a system NPC, it could hear the questions of both of them clearly. At this moment, it patted the two of them on the shoulder and praised: "Congratulations, you escaped unharmed. "

The place where the uncles, aunts, and the others chatted was in front of Aunt Wang’s flower shop. The window was decorated with wooden strips. Some residents passing by looked in and saw the flowers they wanted to buy, so they shouted, and Aunt Wang went directly into the house to give them. Take it, the flowers are sold very leisurely.

At this moment, Aunt Wang led the three of them into the flower shop, and saw a long staircase behind it, hidden in the dark, leading to the bedroom on the second floor.The stairs are relatively narrow, allowing only one or two people to walk side by side, coupled with the lack of light, it looks even darker and narrower, and it is easy to make a creaking sound when stepping on it, but there are some hanging baskets hanging on the gray wall beside it , it looks small and chic, and the temperature in the stairwell is much lower than outside.

At the end of the stairs is a small rectangular space, crowded with three or four people is the limit, a few pieces of wooden floorboards have turned up, there is a room on the left and right sides, and the door of the room is closed.In the middle, a warm yellow light bulb is suspended by a sling, shaking slightly.

Aunt Wang didn't knock on the door, and pushed open the door of the room on the right.

The sun lays a layer of warm yellow on the wooden floor.

The room is not too big, but it looks neat and delicate. On a small desk, there is a pot of baby's breath, which is filled in a khaki earthenware pot with a sun pattern, decorated with small white petals. There are several oil paintings hanging on the light blue wall of the room, one of them is placed on the head of the daughter's bed, it is Van Gogh's "Starry Moon Night", and Aunt Wang's daughter is lying with her eyes closed. on the bed.

It was the little girl Chen Mo and the others met in the art gallery before.Her long hair like a waterfall is spread on a pink and white-dotted pillow, and there are several fairy tale books and a music box on the bedside table beside her.

Aunt Wang looked at her child gently, and gently stroked the girl's hair with her somewhat rough and cracked palms.

"It's not a coincidence for you to come. The child hasn't woken up yet. I'll talk to you when she wakes up."

"It's broad daylight, the little girl is still sleeping." Xiao Luo couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Aunt Wang replied: "She just likes to sleep, but it's okay, sleep more, it's good for your health, and it's easy to grow taller."

Chen Mo frowned slightly, it was obvious that the girl's condition was not simply a lethargy of youth.

Aunt Wang chose a fairy tale book from the side, which was "The Moon Saw".At first, she carefully took a dried flower and put it on one of the pages. When she turned to the corresponding page number, Aunt Wang began to read aloud softly, which was completely different from the volume she made when chatting outside. The words are not correct, with a strong local accent, but it has a unique gentleness.

"...what are you doing here?" asked her father. The little girl whimpered and said, 'I want to kiss mother chicken and ask her to forgive me. Yesterday I took her and her baby We were terrified. But I dared not tell Dad.' Hearing this, Dad's face softened, and he leaned over and kissed the innocent child's smooth forehead..."[1]

Aunt Wang read a story slowly, bent down and kissed the little girl's cheek.

"Isn't this written by Mr. Andersen for adults? The little girl is still so young, can she understand?" Xiao Luo couldn't help asking.

"Of course. My girl is amazing. She thinks more than many adults." Aunt Wang said proudly, puffing out her chest.

Xiao Luo's eyes turned round and round, and he winked at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo knew what he meant. He suspected the mother and daughter. First of all, the little girl had appeared in the art gallery. Although she hadn't met in the haunted house, the reminder Chen Mo got after finishing the haunted house game pointed to the little girl.Combined with the description of Uncle Zhi and the others before, the little girl is indeed very likely to be x.

Chen Mo looked at X, who was standing aside quietly admiring the paintings placed in the room.

"When will I ask Uncle Zhi to help Wang Shu get a haircut, her hair is too long now, will it be inconvenient?" X suggested to Aunt Wang.

It turns out that this little girl has a nice name called Wang Shu.

Wang Shu, Yue Yu Ye, is the god who drives the moon for the moon in myths and stories.

"Well, let's wait for a while." Aunt Wang smiled: "But that old man has many rules and regulations. This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. Don't cut your hair if it's too long, don't cut it if it's too messy, don't cut it if it's too short, don't want to dye it Ken is hot, and I don’t know if he is willing to make this trip.”

"It's okay, it's not that you don't know his temperament, he has no rules for acquaintances, and he likes Xiao Wangshu very much, so he will definitely help."

While listening to the conversation between the three, Chen Mo looked carefully in the room. There was a large window in Wang Shu's room, with a beige curtain hanging on one side, and Aunt Wang did not put it down. It seemed that the light was not bright enough. It will affect Xiao Wangshu's sleep.There was a small easel in front of the window, with a picture album clipped on it, and the whole body was glowing with light fluorescence. Chen Mo tried to touch it with his hands, and a small red and black frame popped out, with Wang Shu's paintings written on it.

"Oh, it's Wang Shu's drawing. She likes to stay there and draw as soon as she wakes up." Aunt Wang said.

"Does Xiao Wangshu usually like to go to the haunted house?" Xiao Luo asked right now.

"I like it." Aunt Wang nodded and said, "But the girl is timid and easily scared."

"That's it, that haunted house is really scary." Xiao Luo's expression became more relaxed.

Chen Mo flipped through Wang Shu's album and found that most of the paintings were painted with watercolors. The characters and landscapes in the paintings were processed and deformed on a large scale, but some shadows of Muxi Street could still be seen in a trance , the picture as a whole cannot be said to be realistic and restored, but it has its own characteristics and ideas, which make people feel novel and interesting.Accompanied by the clarity and smudge of the watercolor, a different scene of Muxi Street is laid out in front of Chen Mo's eyes with the change of seasons.

When he turned to a certain page, Chen Mo paused. He guessed that what Wang Shu painted was the scene he had the honor to witness once. Under Xiao Wangshu's pen, it looks warm and beautiful.

My mother told me that it will only appear in extremely rare circumstances, and only in the short period of time when the seasons rotate. It is our creator, gentle, delicate but powerful.That day, I saw it from the window and it was really beautiful.

Xiao Wangshu's handwriting is not neat, crooked with a different kind of childishness, there are many traces of alterations in a paragraph, plus a few typos and pinyin.

This text was written next to the watercolor painting.

Chen Mo was stunned, his hands didn't stop, and he continued to flip through the pages until there was only the last page left in the picture album. There was a small Siming painted in the center of the picture, which looked very much like the one in Chen Mo's Siming Space, except that its There is a complete unicorn on the top of its head, and it is sticking out its tongue towards Chen Mo in a mischievous manner in the picture.