After that, until the sky became darker and darker, no flesh and blood ghosts came again, but the deducers were always vigilant to prevent themselves from being attacked by various ghosts when they were in pain.
As time goes by, everyone becomes more and more anxious.
Because the pain, which was bearable at first, gradually became unbearable as the spirit and will were worn away.
Naturally, I became more and more hesitant about taking the needle, and my progress became slower and slower.
A few of them fainted from the pain, and were beaten awake by people they knew, as if they were taking the opportunity to vent their anger.
Yu Xing endured twice the pain, but he was among the group that made the fastest progress. He also paid attention to his reserve team member Zhang Yu, and found that although Zhang Yu had no fighting ability, his endurance was quite good, even though he was already soaked as if he had just left.
When I got out of the bathtub, I would moan twice from time to time, but at least my hands never stopped.
It seems that most of Zhang Yu's clothes have been sewn, only a few details are missing.
Time passes again.
After dusk, the female boss in red came to the backyard again, lit a few stone pillar lamps, and took a look at the horrific results of the "tourists".
The more she looked at her, the more subtle her expression became, and she almost had to put the words "so ugly" on her face.
Gao Yiling followed in, seemingly unable to see the distorted expressions of the tourists, and said in a loud voice: "We have to go to dinner in twenty minutes. Are your clothes ready?"
A few people nodded, and the rest either sped up their movements immediately, or passed out on the table.
"Ah, you guys are quite fast." Gao Yiling complimented him casually, but the female boss in red exposed him: "Can this be called clothes? My fabrics are in vain -"
"Oh, it's just a tourist experience, as long as it can be worn." Gao Yiling laughed, walked around the tables twice, and opened his mouth in surprise when he stopped in front of Yu Xing's table.
What is placed on the table is a slanted blouse. The bright fabric is evenly cut and the stitching is neat and dense. Although it is still different from the fish clothes hanging in the clothing store, it can still be called a complete piece of clothing.
Already.
"Wow..." Gao Yiling stretched out his hand.
Yu Xing's eyes flashed, and he instinctively wanted to protect his clothes from being touched, but he quickly thought clearly that the guide would not do anything detrimental to the clothes, so he relaxed his tense body.
Gao Yiling touched the clothes and exclaimed: "It's so good! Do you often do needlework?"
Some of the deducers who didn't feel the urgency looked at Yu Xing, with obvious curiosity on their faces, as if - even if they were in such pain, how could anyone make something good-looking?
Just like when I was a student, the joint entrance examination papers were extremely difficult to pass. Everyone thought that no one could do it anyway, so it was enough to get low scores but not a low ranking. As a result, there was a top student who got perfect scores in the exam.
Hua Subai, who also finished in advance, curled his lips, as if he remembered something unpleasant.
Faced with the sudden attention, Yu Xing nodded calmly: "I don't do it often, but I have learned it. The children I raise like to have things made by me, and they don't want anything bought from outside."
Gao Yiling was shocked: "You have children! I can't tell that you are a father. I feel like you are super young!"
Danmu was feeling bored after watching a large-scale tailoring show for a long time, and the gossip came to his face. He instantly became energetic and started talking about it.
[Ah? Fortunately, you have a child?]
[Yes, we have a child.]
[Go upstairs, the child is mine!]
[Seriously, I haven’t heard of any deducers that Xing has dated. What does the institute do for a living? I can’t even get this kind of information!]
[Zeng Lai: Your uncle, the information from the institute is just for your gossip?]
[Qu Xianqing: Get out of here and leave those who shouldn’t be involved alone.]
[Lu Xiaorong: Alas, why are some people so anxious? Hey, maybe it’s Xing Hequ!]
[Lu Xiaorong: Huh?]
[Lu Xiaorong:...Ah ah ah, why did you suddenly stop talking? Hurry up and brush my words up!]
[Lu Xiaorong: Sister Qu, that’s wrong. Let’s discuss something. Don’t draw your sword next time we meet, okay? (???)]
The discussion ended with Qu Nianqing's impatience and Lu Xiaorong's suicide attempt.
Yu Xing did not answer Gao Yiling's second question. He folded the clothes he had made into a small piece and pressed it under his hand. He rubbed his neck where there was still pain, and then asked: "Guide, when we go to eat
, are the clothes you made put here?"
Gao Yiling said matter-of-factly: "Yes, I have to come back to make accessories after dinner."
"Can't you take it with you?"
Gao Yiling was gentle, but there was a determination in his tone that could not be refuted: "No, what should I do if it gets dirty?"
Everyone: "..."
It's better to get it dirty than to leave it torn, right?
What if a flesh and blood ghost sneaks into the backyard while they are eating, and no one is around then, isn't the ghost killing people at will?
They are still doing manual work and have not had the chance to explore what the flesh ghost is, let alone take targeted prevention.
Yu Xingqu pointed his finger on the table: "But -"
"Go and eat your food." The female boss in red leaned on the table where the mute was sitting before, looking down at the mess on the ground, "I'll just keep an eye on it for you."
Medusa finished the last stitch and tied a knot. She lowered her head and bit the thread with her teeth. She slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Shi Shiran sat up straight and crossed his legs: "Boss, look at this pile of blood on the ground.
Don’t you look familiar to the things in Hu Laji?”
The female boss said sadly: "It doesn't look familiar."
"Right? They are not decorations in your backyard." Medusa said in a strange tone, "Then guess where it came from?"
Female boss: "..."
The female boss was a little annoyed: "I'll just watch if I say I can, don't talk too much."
The implication is that she didn't help look after it before.
As long as she looks over it for you, it'll be fine.
Considering that she is the owner of this ready-made clothing store, this statement is somewhat credible. Furthermore, it is not impossible for the deducer to protect himself remotely - as long as he takes precautions in advance.
Fortunately, Yu didn't mention it again.
Medusa also chuckled, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and lay on the table to rest.
Before lying down, she had the time to glance at Lan Wu.
Without most of the pain and pressure, Lan Wu did it quickly and even thought about making the clothes more beautiful.
The way he held the needle and thread without being disturbed by the outside world made Medusa sigh in her heart for a moment -
Lan Wu seems to be quite virtuous.
If only...if in a peaceful world, I would be very happy to have such a boyfriend, he would be very suitable for such a strong woman.
"Okay, the time is up!" After a while, Gao Yiling reminded like a human clock, clapping his hands, "Is there anything unfinished?"
How dare the deducers not finish their work.
Even if I randomly fixed a few corners in the last few minutes, making the whole dress look tattered, I can't say it's not finished.
As a result, everyone stood up one after another and followed Gao Yiling out of the backyard.
Only the various offerings and scents on the table were left.
Yan Li's protective array and teleportation array; a little snake on Medusa's seat that hissed and spat out messages from nowhere; the puppet sitting there instead of its owner, etc...
Yu Xing simply summoned a lot of branches, and the branches broke out of the ground and wrapped the entire table tightly.
By the way, Zhang Yu’s was also included.
When he reached the door of the courtyard, he looked back with emotion.
Hua Subai's table was empty, except for a red coat folded into squares, and not even a single flower was left.
"Where's my table?" Some people really can't think about it, and they get upset when they think about it. Hua Subai put his arm around him from the side, "How about you build a tree house for me as a friendly sponsor?"