I'm jumping repeatedly in an escape game [infinite]

"Oh my god, it's going to rain again." Ding Guang stood with Lin Si and looked at the eaves.

"Yes, there have been two rains in just two days. Could this be the reason for their sacrifice?"

"Huh? How should I say it?" Jiang Kai, who had just finished moving the bricks, dusted off his clothes.

"Because the rain can't stop." Because the rain finally dripped down, hitting the roof with a crackling sound, and as the rain soaked into the ground, the bright yellow flowers covered the ground like a yellow blanket.

The rain brought a chill that pierced into the bone marrow, "Why is it so cold. Are you going back?" Xiao Xie rubbed his arms, and a fine layer of goose bumps appeared on the exposed skin.

Lin Si's fingers were also cold while holding 04, and his lips were a little pale, showing some sickness.

"It's raining at the wrong time or something. Although I don't know what it's going to do for the time being, it's best not to act rashly." Jiang Kai grabbed Xiao Xie who wanted to go out, and persuaded him.

The four of them stood under the eaves and waited for the rain to stop.

right now

A brown oil-paper umbrella appeared in Lin Si's field of vision. The umbrella looked like it had been used for a long time, and the entire paper surface was dull. Looking closer, there were still some red marks scattered on the surface of the umbrella.

"Patriarch Han? What's the matter?" Lin Si looked coldly at Patriarch Han standing in the rain with another peach-blossom oil-paper umbrella on his back, while he was standing under the eaves and asked from a distance.

"Cough, I want you to know the way, go to the cemetery and help me pick some afternoon flowers." Patriarch Han coughed, but he was unwilling to go into the eaves anyway.

Lin Si and the other three fell silent.

"Won't you? If anyone goes, I can tell him something."

Lin Si kept silent all the time. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just playing with the little puppet on his own.

"Brother, what are you doing? Aren't you going?"

"I go."

"Then why don't you speak?"

"04, Patriarch Han just said to tell us something, this is not enough bargaining chips for me to act, I am sitting on the ground to raise the price and bargain."

Xiao Xie and Jiang Kai didn't know how to go that way at all, and there was no way to go there.As for Ding Guang, he is willing to take the initiative to complete the task.

【Zai Zai, don't you want to go? 】

[After searching for news that I didn't know for so long, you can get it by picking a few flowers, hurry up, cub! 】

[Cut, maybe Lin Si is afraid? 】

[Hey, a sunspot appeared in front of him, the administrator should kick him out quickly. 】

【Kick it out!Kick it out! 】

【So Zai Zai really doesn't want to go. 】

[Sisters, I found a detail, Zai Zai's fingers are rubbing, he has this movement every time he thinks, do you think there is room for turning around this matter. 】

"Patriarch Han, our job is just to repair the house, and what you asked to do is our extra work." Lin Si's words both inside and outside the meaning seemed to be rejection.

Patriarch Han smiled wryly, with a miserable look in his eyes, "It's something extra, someone finally said this to me, retribution retribution!"

He hung his head in a sad mood, pulled out the oil-paper umbrella on his back with his backhand, and threw it towards the eaves with a "bang", "I will tell you this oil-paper umbrella and the story about this umbrella, just please Pick a bouquet of midday flowers for me, the most I can tell you is this information."

The four people under the eaves continued to remain silent, Patriarch Han looked up at the sky and couldn't hide his despair, "Forget it, forget it, my life should end here."

"No, I'm going to pick the flowers." Lin Si picked up the oil-paper umbrella from the ground with his slender hands, stepped on the rain curtain and muddy water, walked out from under the sheltered eaves, and passed by the desperate Patriarch Han.

He looked up in surprise, only to see Lin Si's back gradually going away, and Lin Si walking alone in the rain, which reminded him of that person in a trance, Patriarch Han sighed and shouted directly, "Lin Si! You go directly to find me under the big willow tree at the head of the village."

He was alone, with a peach-blossom oil-paper umbrella, walking in the pouring rain.Guangguang is just a back view, and there is an indescribable sense of being a gentleman, unparalleled in the world.

…………

clack clack clack

Raindrops tapped on the umbrella surface, and the whole road was empty, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the morning.Lin Si talked softly with 04 on his shoulder alone.

"After a long time, brother wanted an umbrella?" 04 dangled his legs on Lin Si's shoulders, and Jian Sui's body showed a sense of clumsy cuteness, "And that Patriarch Han dared not go to the cemetery by himself?" , it seems that he has a very close relationship with Han Zhu."

04 spoke directly through the puppet, and Lin Si lowered his eyes and looked a little indifferent, "It is certain that the relationship is very close. I have been thinking about a question, what is the river god?"

"Is it the evil god we imagined? The expectations of these villagers? And why did they cast a curse on this village? After all, there are reasons, and these reasons are inseparable from what happened 18 years ago."

"Oh, this is the mystery in front of me on the first day. It's like a kitten playing with a ball of wool. It's messy and messy. It's a headache." In the past, he was also a personality who didn't like to use his brain very much.

"If I get started directly, I don't believe that he won't tell me the story when his life is at stake." 04 swallowed the second half of the sentence back, and besides the fact that "it" doesn't come, how can it control me.

And Lin Si never seems to have ever been disturbed by his extreme calmness, and he can pull out the end of the thread in a single stroke from the messy wool.

At this moment, it seems that there are only two of them in the entire universe.

But at this moment the barrage exploded! ! !

[Fuck, what did I see?Why was he talking to that little puppet on his shoulder?Is this a new NPC? 】

[Stupid, I am totally dumbfounded, that little puppet is called Brother Lin Si himself! 】

[This fucking has been explained, I finally understand why Zai Zai seems to have changed at the end of the first few games. 】

[Because these are two people! 】

【Oh my god, I don't have enough brains! 】

[shocked jpg]

[Fuck, I'm chasing some anchor! 】

[Fuck, I'm chasing some anchor! +1】

[Fuck, I'm chasing some anchor! +2】

……

[Fuck, I'm chasing some anchor! +10086】

Lin Si and 04 didn't know what kind of situation they had created, they just walked slowly to the cemetery.

The whole road was extremely muddy, and a thick layer of mud could be absorbed by the soles of the shoes.

"It's strange, only it's not raining here." Lin Si raised his eyebrows, the scene in front of him was so weird that even he couldn't help but marvel.

It was raining crackling in the sky, and only a ray of sunlight shone on Han Zhu's tomb. Noonflower stretched its body in the sunshine, which was completely different from the miserable midday flower hit by the raindrops next to it.

"There are two types of noon flowers, one in the rain and one in the sun. What Patriarch Han wants is to grow in the sun."

Lin Si closed the umbrella and stepped into the sun, water droplets gathered on the head of the umbrella along the ribs, the water droplets seemed to encounter some special object to restrain it, and disappeared in an instant with a prick in the sun.

"Han Zhu doesn't like rain, more precisely, Han Zhu doesn't like rainy days." Lin Si held a bouquet of yellow flowers in his arms, opened his umbrella again, and expressed his opinion on the disappearance of raindrops in front of him.

"Why does she like rainy days? Didn't she say that she died because of the sacrifice? Didn't she just throw it into the water as a sacrifice to the river god?"

"Why do the villagers hold sacrifices? Could it be that the current situation is a retrospective of the situation at that time. Perhaps there were many heavy rains 18 years ago, and the river surged, endangering the safety of the entire village."

Under the willow tree at the head of the village, only Patriarch Han was pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Flowers, I have already picked them."

Patriarch Han rubbed his hands, trying to grab the flowers.

Lin Si withdrew his hand, took a few steps back and looked up coldly, "I hope Patriarch Han can fulfill his promise, otherwise..." He didn't continue, but expressed his intentions by taking action, Lin Si pulled out a flower from his arms. flower, and threw it directly into the rain.

"do not!"

There was a strong chemical reaction between the flower and the water, and the noon flower directly turned into a wisp of green smoke, "Besides, you are still very afraid of Han Zhu, I don't mind taking you to meet her."

"Don't worry, since I have made a promise, I will definitely say it." Although he said this, he had a stern expression on his face.

Patriarch Han got the flowers, turned around and ran, all the way towards the small single-plank bridge that Lin Si walked through when he entered the village.

"Hey, brother, are you interested in..."

"Go and have a look." Lin Si continued the words directly.

The closer he was to the small bridge, the heavier the rain. The white rain and fog almost covered his vision. The damp and cold air snaked up his calf like a cold spirit snake.

The familiar and dexterous child's voice pierced through the rain curtain and reached Linsi behind the tree.

"Flowers in the afternoon, thousands of cold water, offering three animals, offering sacrifices with others, offering sacrifices to the river god, and everything prospers."

"Flowers in the afternoon, thousands of cold water, offering three animals, offering sacrifices with others, offering sacrifices to the river god, and everything prospers."

"Flowers in the afternoon, thousands of cold water, offering three animals, offering sacrifices with others, offering sacrifices to the river god, and everything prospers."

The voices of adults merged into the children's voices, and the songs gradually became heavy and solemn. The rain curtain in front of Lin Si's eyes gradually receded, and he could clearly see the scene behind the trees.

The villagers who disappeared were all standing on the small bridge, including the village head, Han Ying, and Patriarch Han who had just left. Everyone had a bouquet of noon flowers in their arms.

"Their flowers are not right, they seem to have been pulled from Meng Rong's body."

The roots of those flowers were dripping with blood, and some had a little flesh. Only the roots of the village chief Han Ying and the head of the Han family were clean.

The river under the bridge is turbulent, like a ferocious beast trying to break through the cage, unwilling to be bound by the skin, ferocious and arrogant.

"It's time for the sacrifice!" The voice of the village head pierced through his head like a magic voice, and the group of villagers who looked like wooden figures started to move.

With a relieved smile on their faces, everyone sprinkled the flowers in their arms into the river. The river, which was still turbulent just now, suddenly turned red, like a person hanging upside down, letting go of all the flowers in the river. Blood, the whole river also calmed down.

With the strong fishy smell permeating the four shores, Lin Si quietly took a step back.

"Crack!"

The village chief shot his fierce eyes into the woods where Lin Si was hiding.

"Who's there?!"