After the game

Song Yuhuo gave Jian Yiqiu a one-eyed wink, then turned his head towards the window.Jian Yiqiu looked dazed, and followed Song Yuhuo's example of shaking his head that way.Song Yuhuo closed his eyes, feeling that this man is so stupid, he lowered his head to support Jian Yiqiu's shoulder, pointed out the window, and whispered in his ear, "Someone is eavesdropping."

Then just can't startle the snake.Song Yuhuo asked the system: "How long has he been listening outside?"

"I don't know, I just listened to your analysis and didn't pay much attention." The system was also secretly startled, because it was impossible not to discover it.

A terrible guess gradually emerged in its heart.

"Then how do you know there are people out there?"

"He moved his butt/butt." The system said casually, it hesitated for a while and decided not to tell Song Yuhuo.

Song Yuhuo stood up slowly, and then pulled Jian Yiqiu to stand up as well, and the two slowly moved towards the window.Song Yuhuo continued with a smile while tense, "I think, buddy, no matter what we think, this is just a game."

The system said: "The man moved his butt after hearing this, and almost fell to the ground."

Song Yuhuo comforted his system, telling it not to be so nervous.Don't panic, because that person didn't notice at all. He continued to nest under the window, found a comfortable position, and squatted.

It was windy outside, and the clothes were flimsy.A few wisps of milky white smoke gradually dissipated in the sky.

They had already walked to the window, and after looking at each other, Song Yuhuo made a soothing gesture, and then glanced out.This glance coincided with the man looking up, the man's pupils narrowed, his whole body shook, and for a moment it was like a Mercedes-Benz at full speed, with a "shua", like a gust of wind blowing away.

Sneak fast.

When Jian Yiqiu came to the window, he saw only a distant gray figure carved in the dark like a dingy mouse.

They turned to look at each other again.Song Yuhuo couldn't help laughing, and then the laughter became more hearty.

"Looks like a mouse." After that joke, Song Yuhuo gritted his teeth, "He's dead."

Although it doesn't mean that the other party is an enemy or a friend, it is not necessarily a good person who can come to eavesdrop.

"Wait a minute, you can continue." Song Yuhuo stood at the window and looked out, and said to Jian Yiqiu.

"Will he not come again?" Jian Yiqiu asked.

"Will you come in a while?" Song Yuhuo poked the ashes stuck in the window with his fingers.The dust floated up at once, Song Yuhuo said thoughtfully, "Write in my palm."

Eavesdropping on whether the thief will come again in a while, seeing how he is running for his life, I am afraid that he is also a life-saving person.However, it is not guaranteed that he used stricter measures to eavesdrop.Besides, they didn't know how much the eavesdropper had heard, and they didn't know who he was or who sent him.

There are no extra decorations in this house, not even pens and papers, it is a strange thing to ask for pens and papers at night.He spread his palms and looked up at Jian Yiqiu. When he raised his eyes, his forehead lines were layered up. Song Yuhuo felt uncomfortable and raised his head slightly, and the forehead lines disappeared.

Jian Yiqiu wrote stroke by stroke in his palm: I don't think Mingling is panicking at all. If she was really panicked, she would shake out all her dreams.But she didn't.Besides, Mingji still has doubts here. She came to us according to the stick figure, and she was very sure that we were the person the princess was looking for. Generally speaking, since we are, why did the princess not rush when she saw us?

Song Yuhuo's eyes lit up, he turned Jian Yiqiu's hand over, and wrote: There is still something wrong.As an analogy, let's say what I'm thinking is right.When Ming Ling saw us, he didn't want to know the truth of the dream, but went to find us first...

Song Yuhuo looked at Jian Yiqiu, and said silently, "Ming Ji."

Ming Ji didn't panic, as if it didn't matter to her whether she knew about it or not.

It can be concluded from the above that Ming Ling is not in a panic.

Song Yuhuo continued to write: Suppose Ming Ling is not in a hurry at all.Therefore, Mingji should have lied.Hypothetical, I said hypothetical, Ming Ling didn't have us in the dream at all.Song Yuhuo paused for a moment, rubbed his forehead, and then continued to write: What if Mingji also had a dream?

He saw the same answer in the eyes of the other party, and Song Yuhuo continued to write: What if Ming Ji dreamed of us?If true, Min Hee lied again.

Once this assumption is established, it can explain the above doubts.About Ming Ji, they have more doubts.

Like the brass bells.

When Mingling was able to communicate with some things, he was instantly blessed, as if the water that had been blocked for a long time had finally leaked into the vast ocean.

But I still can't figure out the matter of the copper bell, so let's put it aside for now.Dream, there is still no real progress in this regard.

Song Yuhuo said with the system: "Try to see if you can find the corresponding meanings for the nouns involved in her dreams."

The system said: "I haven't touched these, it may be a bit slow to find these."

"Then slow down, don't panic. I'll definitely see it before the game hangs up." Song Yuhuo smiled.

Encouraged, the system happily went to look for these materials.

After explaining the matter to the system, Song Yuhuo recovered and found that Jian Yiqiu was hesitant to speak.Jian Yiqiu licked her lower lip, spoke again and again and remained silent.

"You might as well just say it straight." Song Yuhuo said concisely.

"I went through the process just now." Jian Yiqiu stretched out three fingers, his knuckles were well-proportioned and slender, "Three questions, two of which were proposed by us. Mingling is not in a hurry, Mingji is lying. But there's one more problem."

He signaled Song Yuhuo to open his hands again.Song Yuhuo clenched his fists to his chin, and Jian Yiqiu gave a hilarious laugh under the puzzled eyes, spread his hands and said, "Let's write."

Jian Yiqiu chuckled, watching him intently motionless, and then focused on his palm, writing on his palm——as a maid, is Ming Ji so capable of ferrying the dead?

Song Yuhuo looked at it intently, with thousands of waves in his heart.He tried to guess the function of the copper bell - to control the ferry of the undead.

But why did the brass bell ring?Why are you so nervous?

Thousands of threads are like a big net, netting everyone who lives in this net.However, the current breakthrough of this net is only the little ghost fire king.That innocent and kind ghost.

At this time, the system said to Song Yuhuo: "You currently have 20 minutes of rest time to restore your physical strength to full. And there is no plot in these 20 minutes. This is the most humane point of this game."

Song Yuhuo asked it: "How do I add back my life and health?"

"The health value needs to be blessed by medicine. When the health value increases, the health value will be increased. However, the increase of the health value needs to be given by the game system. Maybe it will increase after passing this level."

During the 20-minute break, you have to hurry up and rest, Song Yuhuo pretended to care casually and said, "Are you tired?"

"good."

"I'm tired, you can find a place to sleep by yourself." Song Yuhuo sat on the bed and fell straight down.Jian Yiqiu didn't really want to sleep at first, but after turning over, Song Yuhuo saw Jian Yiqiu standing stupidly, grabbed Jian Yiqiu's belt with one hand and pulled him to this side.Jian Yiqiu was pulled over by him in a daze like a fool.Song Yuhuo originally wanted to pull him to the bed and ask him to help himself, but in the end he pulled too hard in the end, and Jian Yiqiu fell directly on top of him, and before finally falling down, Jian Yiqiu regained his senses.He was about to fall on Song Yuhuo, when the distance between the two faces was only a few centimeters, he fell directly into his arms as if he had lost his cartilage.It happened that Song Yuhuo turned his face away, and Jian Yiqiu fell on his shoulder.

It's really embarrassing.Song Yuhuo didn't know where to put his hands, and finally spread his arms there, "My old lady."

He pushed Jian Yiqiu, but Jian Yiqiu pretended to be dead and didn't respond, so he took another look.Oh my god, I fell asleep.

"Hello? Sleeping to death? Hey? Meow meow??"

"..." What responded to him was Jian Yiqiu's gentle breathing.

"Brother, aren't you tired?"

"Damn, fell asleep?"

Song Yuhuo turned him over to the side, asked him to lie flat, put the pillow in the middle, and used his actions to teach him to be a "gentleman". He closed his eyes and immediately fell asleep.

After hearing his breathing calm down, Jian Yiqiu opened her eyes, turned her head to look at him across the pillow, slightly raised the corners of her lips, reached out her hand to touch his head, and said softly: "Go to sleep. Good night."

At this moment of night, there is a ghost haunted by nightmares.The girl who was by her side hugged her red umbrella lovingly.

It was at this time that the little ghost fire king visited.When Ming Ji saw the little ghost fire king sneaking in, she was startled and silently put away her umbrella, and then saluted: "Greetings to the little ghost fire king."

The little ghost fire king asked: "Is this king's younger sister having nightmares again?"

"Yes."

Little Ghost Fire King held Ming Ji's hand kindly and said, "Come on, tell me what kind of dream my sister had."

Ming Ji withdrew her hand not used to it, and said, "I don't know about the princess' dream."

The little ghost fire king frowned, "You all don't tell me that you are a bunch of bad guys." The little ghost fire king was angry, but because his sister was still sleeping, he could not bear his temper, but he said again with anger: "You guys Don't even tell this king, what do you take this king for?"

Mingji hurriedly said: "I dare not, it's just..." She quietly glanced at Ming Ling who was lying on the bed, and said, "It's just, I don't know either."

The etiquette in the ferry town is not perfect.Apart from the necessary dignity, the rest are not very important.

The little ghost fire king hummed, he had nothing to say, he turned around and left quietly for fear of disturbing his sister's rest.

Ming Ji had a panoramic view of this scene, with mixed feelings in her heart, she walked to the window.The last wisps of milky white smoke in the sky outside slowly dissipated.

She murmured, stroking a wisp of smoke with her fingertips, and suddenly a voice sounded behind her, the voice was not loud, but extremely indifferent.

"Why didn't you tell him?"

Putting her hands on her neck and choking her throat, she pressed Ming Ji to the ground, stepped on her head, and said, "Why not. Heh."

This time it is a declarative sentence, indifferent and cold.

After the little ghost king walked out of the Mingling House, he smelled an unusual smell in the air, raised his head, and saw the last puff of smoke dissipate.