Chapter 109 When the koi enters the horror game (12)
"I haven't seen your scales, but they must be beautiful."
The young man's celadon-like voice was extremely gentle.
Zhang Mengqi's face was so pale that she didn't dare to say a word.
The boss's beautiful eyes did not move, and remained motionless on Zhang Mengqi.
"Do you like rain? If it rains, will you dance?"
Zhang Mengqi turned her head tremblingly and looked at Duan Youli, her lips quivering in fear.
Duan Youli pondered for a while and said: "I like the white and transparent rain from the sky, but I won't dance in the rain because I have to put away my clothes when it rains."
This time, the boss's eyes moved.
Those dark, obsidian eyes slowly fell on Duan Youli.
After staring for a long time, she asked her third question: "If there was thunder in the clear sky, would you hide in the house?"
As for the first two questions, there are traces of them in the background of the Horror Village game.
So for the third question, there really is no clue at all.
But the only thing that is certain is that his first two answers must be correct, so the boss will ask the third question.
After all, the night Fatty died, he only heard two questions from the boss. Because Fatty answered wrongly, he died.
But thunder in a clear sky? Does it mean the thunder before it rains?
Whether in ancient times or in the current 21st century, people are struck to death by lightning every year. If you encounter a very dense thunder and lightning, hiding at home and shutting up is the best way.
How should he answer?
To hide or not to hide?
Duan Youli prefers reverse thinking. When the boss raised this question, it was definitely not a simple conventional idea, but he had no chance to test it.
If the answer is wrong, both he and Zhang Mengqi may die.
Zhang Mengqi looked at him in panic. Seeing that he was still thinking, she bit her lips to prevent herself from screaming in fright.
The boss took two more steps toward them, and the sound of the chains rattling was chilling.
Zhang Mengqi was startled by the cold and heavy sound of the chains. Seeing that Duan Youli was still frowning and thinking, she gritted her teeth and stood in front of him.
"Hmm..." Maybe it's because she was the one who drank the blood water, and she was the first person the boss chose to kill.
Zhang Mengqi whimpered in pain as the cold chains wrapped around her neck.
Just when she thought she would have her head wrenched off, and like Mazi, be eaten away by poisonous insects until nothing was left but a pile of bones, Duan Youli's gentle and urgent voice came from behind.
"I will save you!"
After he answered, he subconsciously held his breath, stared blankly at the boss's cold and beautiful face, and repeated: "I want to save you."
[Congratulations to player 002. Player 003 triggered the key plot of the game - Memories. Players are asked to step on the teleportation circle within 60 seconds to complete the plot mission of rescuing Qinglong. 】
The cold female prompt that had never sounded since entering the game resounded in their minds again, and five meters away, a five-pointed star teleportation array with white light appeared.
The chain that bound Zhang Mengqi's neck suddenly disappeared, the stunningly beautiful boss also disappeared, and the cold and squeezing air around him gradually became thinner.
Zhang Mengqi sat slumped on the ground, her face filled with fear and fear for the rest of her life.
Duan Youli's face turned a little pale, and he pulled her up: "Quickly, there's something wrong with the air."
The two of them entered the teleportation array together.
The world changed, and the next moment, the two people appeared at the entrance of Bicun Village.
Under the dense shade of the big locust tree, children were playing.
The warm sunshine fell through the dense leaves, forming golden spots on the ground. The weather was very hot, the cicadas were chirping on the trees, but there were no crows representing death.
"Xiaoya, what's in your basket?" Several naughty children laughed and surrounded a little girl with braids.
The little girl protected the basket hanging on her arm: "My grandma stewed the chicken soup to replenish Lord Qinglong Shen's health! My grandma said Lord Dragon God had a hard time raining."
"Hey, why do gods need to drink chicken soup? Whatever gods want to eat, they will come out as soon as they change. Give us the chicken soup!"
A child stepped forward to snatch it away, and several other dark-skinned children also went to help grab the girl's arm.
"Oh, don't grab it! The chicken soup is spilled!"
The little girl was angry and anxious. Her grandma stewed the only old hen in the family to make this chicken soup. Her grandma only left a small bowl for her, and the rest was all in the clay pot.
If it spilled even a little bit, she would feel bad.
"Don't grab it! Don't grab it!" The girl's hand was splashed with boiling chicken soup, and her skin turned red, but she didn't dare to let go.
Grandma is reluctant to drink this chicken soup. She will definitely cry if she spills it.
But how could a bunch of naughty children listen to her? The bowl on the clay pot was thrown out, and the rich and delicious aroma of chicken soup came out, making people salivate.
The clay pot containing the chicken soup was finally taken away, and the girl stood there crying: "Give it back to me, I will tell the village chief that you bullied me, woo woo woo."
“It tastes really good, so fragrant!
Xiaoya, don’t cry. What good things have you not eaten before? You won’t want to eat this chicken. Come here quickly and let’s eat together. You are not allowed to complain to the village chief after eating.”
"Oooooo, I hate you!" The little girl picked up a few gravels from the ground and threw them at a group of children who were frantically grabbing chickens.
The children laughed and ran away holding the clay pots. Even though the chicken was so hot that it made their palms ache, they still stuffed it into their mouths.
"You don't want to eat this yourself, so you can't blame us."
Duan Youli and Zhang Mengqi walked towards the locust tree. The little girl was still wiping her tears. When she saw a stranger, she didn't say anything and kept crying.
"Your name is Xiaoya?" Duan Youli bent down and looked at the little girl with red eyes from crying.
When the little girl heard that he knew her name, she looked at him with red eyes in confusion and sniffled: "How do you know?"
Duan Youli's heart skipped a beat.
Wouldn’t that young girl who appeared in the wilderness be called Xiaoya?
"Not only do I know your name is Xiaoya, but I also know that your grandma's eyes were cured by the Qinglong God." Duan Youli smiled warmly.
He has a sunny and handsome appearance, which makes it easy for people to fall in love with him.
The little girl nodded aggrievedly: "Is there also a drought in your village?"
Zhang Mengqi hurriedly said: "Yes, little girl, we haven't had water for many days. Can you give us some water?"
She felt like she would die of thirst if she didn't drink water.
The little girl shrugged her nose and glared hatefully at the boys sitting in the shade of the tree eating chicken. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red when she saw the chicken bones on the ground.
She withdrew her gaze, raised her sleeves and wiped away her tears: "Follow me."
Zhang Mengqi and Duan Youli followed.
The little girl's home is the second home at the entrance of the village, adjacent to the home of the haggard old man Duan Youli met when he first entered the village.
"Grandma, they are newcomers to the village and want to ask for some water." The little girl wiped her face with her sleeves before entering the door, and then jumped into the yard.
ps: Don’t you all like to watch this horror plane? The subscriptions have dropped significantly recently. I’m so sad and I don’t have the confidence to write this. --°, the mask of pain has been put on by my family.