I'm not a drama god

When Liu Qingyan saw the playing card, her heart moved slightly.

She glanced at everyone again, this time, carefully and solemnly, as if she wanted to keep everyone's face in mind.

At the same time, she bowed slightly, raised her skirt slightly with both hands, and saluted everyone:

"My little girl, Liu Qingyan, has been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Changsheng and others were surprised and asked: "Chen Ling told you that we would come?"

"Never."

"Then how did you know we were coming to find you?"

"Master Chen Ling must have a reason for asking me to stay... You are all companions of Master Chen Ling. The reason why you suddenly come to me at this time should be related to Master Chen Ling." Liu Qingyan explained softly.

Plum Blossom J and several other people looked at each other, seeming to be a little impressed by this girl, but business is more important now;

Meihua J directly handed the letter written by Chen Ling to Liu Qingyan's hand,

"This is the message he sent to us. He is looking for you by name."

Liu Qingyan took the letter and saw at a glance the words "If anything unexpected happens, find Liu Qingyan" written in blood. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly said:

"What accident did you encounter?"

"We lost track." Jian Changsheng scratched his head helplessly, "The group of Fushenghua people seemed to have used some kind of teleportation method, and our tracking was interrupted... So, I came to see if there is anything. Method."

Liu Qingyan smiled.

She held the letter written by Chen Ling in both hands, her hazy black hair dancing in the wind... Her eyes, as calm as black gemstones, were rare and slightly curved, like a pair of happy crescents. Liu Qingyan couldn't remember how long she hadn't laughed, but now, she was really happy.

"I will take you to find him." Liu Qingyan folded the letter and put it in her arms like a treasure.

"Can you find him? But he may not be in the main city of Hongchen now. Can you really do it?"

"Ah."

Liu Qingyan nodded firmly, "No matter where he is or how far away he is... I can find him."

Hearing Liu Qingyan's confidence, several people in the Dusk Club saw the doubts in each other's eyes. They had never heard of such a thing... Who is this girl? 【GPS】Route owner?

"Now that we have a way to locate our position, let's hurry up and set off." Jian Changsheng couldn't help but say, "The 6 of Hearts is okay. This guy is insidious and cunning, so he shouldn't die that easily... But the 8 of Plum Blossoms has already been trapped in the enemy's camp for several seconds. "Yue, if something happens, it will be terrible."

"Then you're worrying too much." 9 of Hearts shrugged.

"Lin Xi...Meihua 8, this kid, has a very bright mind and is not easy to break. Moreover, he has a close relationship with Fu Sheng Hua. Based on my understanding of those paintings, I won't kill him."

"Anyway, let's do it as soon as possible."

Meihua J raised her head and glanced at the sky in the distance. Among the lead-gray clouds, the huge gray intersection that was temporarily sealed by the abstract painting hung like a black hole above everyone's heads. It was as deep as an abyss, which was eye-catching. Just one look makes my scalp tingle.

"I have a feeling... something big is going to happen here."

……

With the departure of J of Clubs, 9 of Hearts, Jian Changsheng, and Liu Qingyan, the neighborhood among the ruins once again fell into deathly silence.

Today, in this neighborhood, there is no longer a single pedestrian. The residents here were either killed by the disaster; or they were too frightened to escape and were buried in the more dangerous surrounding neighborhoods; the remaining survivors did not dare to When I go out, I can only hide in various extremely hidden corners and tremble.

At this time, there was only one theater still standing under the oppressive and dull sky, with faint lights flickering in it.

On the street in front of Jinghong Tower.

A figure walked slowly from the flying dust in the distance.

It was a figure wearing a blue woolen coat, carrying a leather suitcase in one hand, and a blue scarf flying silently in the wind, as if he had just arrived in a hurry from another climate, and was incompatible with everything in the world of mortals.

He held a piece of letter paper in his hand. The crooked fonts on it were like reptiles and difficult to read. Only "Help me, help me, help me" was the most conspicuous.

He lowered his head, pushed up his glasses, and carefully checked the address at the end of the envelope, his eyes full of disgust at these ugly words.

Finally, he stopped in front of the door of Jinghong Tower.

He put the letter back into his pocket, raised one hand, and knocked gently on the theater door.

creak-

As the theater door was opened from the inside, the firelight of the lantern shone on the man. Chu Muyun pushed the frame of his silver-rimmed glasses and smiled politely:

"I heard that someone here needs a [doctor]?"

……

"Guernica".

Chen Ling was suddenly startled when she saw the small "??".

"Is that... what the 8 of Plum Blossoms left behind?" Chen Ling stared at the rotating "arrow" on it carefully, her expression a little subtle.

Although Chen Ling had already guessed that Plum Blossom 8 should be imprisoned here with him, he never expected to see the mark left by Plum Blossom 8 in such a place... How did he draw that big face? ? And the "arrow" drawn on it can actually rotate automatically?

Chen Ling looked along the location pointed by the "arrow", and without much hesitation, she walked towards it with [Cloud Step].

Although he is still not sure whether the "arrow" of the 8 of Plum Blossoms points to himself or something else, Chen Ling has nowhere else to go now. Rather than wandering aimlessly in the void, waiting for If you are "bored to death" alive, it is better to take the initiative.

But Chen Ling soon discovered that things were not as simple as he thought.

In this empty world, there is no reference object. As the big face disappears in the distance, Chen Lingbian is completely exposed to the "vacuum" of the universe... Without reference objects, it means that the position cannot be identified, even if Even Chen Ling couldn't find the right direction accurately in this environment.

In desperation, Chen Ling could only follow the direction of his toes and keep walking as straight as possible, but the short distance was fine. When Chen Ling walked in that direction for a long time, he became more and more unsure...

[Audience Expectation Value-1]

[Current expected value: 43%]

In just over an hour, the audience's expectations have dropped by two points. Chen Ling can feel that the audience's dissatisfaction is growing crazily... It's like buying a movie ticket and going to the theater, but the protagonist gets lost in the desert from the beginning. And after being lost for more than an hour, there was nothing but yellow sand flying in the sky. No matter how good the "protagonist's" acting skills are or how good-looking he is, he still can't stop the audience's resentment.

But now Chen Ling is in a situation where she can't even see the "yellow sand".

Chen Ling's heart has hit rock bottom... At this rate, he won't even be able to survive here for twenty-four hours.