Rock Sugar Warm Jade

The process for Lu Beicheng and his group to enter the orphanage was quite difficult. They broke through all the dangers and obstacles, and crossed the courtyard in fear. In the corner of the mess behind them were a few comatose puppet masters with nothing but a fig leaf left. Take it away with a tie at the waist, and breaking arms and legs is not considered.

Lu Feng's cheek was scratched by the silk thread, and there was a bloodstain on the right side of his face. His teammates were more or less injured, but it did not hinder his walking.Lu Beicheng raised his hand, and the whole team stopped. They were only a few tens of meters away from the vestibule. There were no escaped puppet masters or puppets scratching people's faces during this journey.

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at the towering objects in the distance, frowned and said, "Is there something standing in front? A stone tablet?"

Will the orphanage have stone monuments less than one meter high?

"Watch your feet."

Ten centimeters above the ground is a thin transparent line, no matter what it is connected to, it is obviously not a good thing if it is hidden so deep.

"There are a lot of lines ahead!"

The orphanage has not been repaired for a long time, and weeds are overgrown. In some places, the grass reaches knees, and most of the lines are covered by messy and lush grass, which is a test of eyesight.

Lu Beicheng bent down slightly, his line of sight was parallel to the front, and the thin transparent lines were faintly visible, which could only be touched under the light.

"Eight points agency."

Hearing this, Lu Feng suddenly realized: "Someone set up this mechanism in the southwest, planted several groups of people, and seemed to be caught in it later."

Lu Beicheng stroked his chin, thinking that it would be difficult to deal with it, the iron wall is an iron wall.

He looked into the distance again. There were two stacked stone monuments. Right above was a huge luxuriant tree. In this season, the leaves were yellow, and when the wind blew, a few pieces would fall far away. It just landed on the stone tablet, and it didn't take long to continue to spin and float down.

Like two tombstones, Lu Beicheng frowned.

Su Meng walked ahead without a word, his back seemed numb, and he couldn't help shaking his shoulders to ask questions. If his loud voice could increase the probability of reaching a conclusion, he wouldn't mind a roar.

After passing the self-protection area, everything went smoothly. There were no more plants waving their sharp ends to pierce people everywhere, and there was no Qin Fu who always caused troubles.

At this time, the Soviet Union was still in the mood to think: the elderly are prone to lumbar spondylosis after sitting for a long time-Qin Er who has lumbar spondylosis is still your second uncle.

When I saw Mr. Qin again, it was in a room completely different from the outside world, like the difference between a slum and a rich area.He was being tied to the stool, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, so full that he couldn't even spit out, his eyes were turned upwards, and he would "turn the page" completely in a short time.

Qin An's process of rescuing the man was very smooth, there was no sudden attack or fight, but the heavy knocking outside the door made people feel hairy, and the harsh sound of rubbing against each other could be heard continuously.

Why do plants chase after this kind of place, and why do they knock on the door? It's not Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf!

Even Xiao Qiao was silent on this question.

Qin An put the old man on the plush carpet to check, ignored the noise outside, and then turned to pay attention to the outside. He looked solemnly, looking at the structure of the entire space, and there was an extra knife in his hand, which was faintly visible between his fingers .

... Su Meng didn't notice that he was hiding such a thing on his body, and he knew everything from his body to his clothes.

"Knock on the door politely" but got no response. As a kind of extremely lethal plants, they began to crash into the door panels and walls. Whether the Soviet Union can leave a dog's life depends on the quality of the wall. Tofu engineering enthusiasts.

Why did you come here suddenly?Could it be that the ability has been supplemented and alleviated?Su Meng couldn't figure it out. He pressed his palm against the wall to find where Second Master Qin was. Ten hours of no movement.

"Cough cough..."

Master Qin gasped for breath with difficulty, and finally choked himself. The sound from his throat was like a dilapidated old bellows, lingering in the autumn wind. His fingers curled up unconsciously, and a few fluffs were torn, and they floated into the air and immediately disappeared into nothingness.

Fortunately, the place Qin Erye built was solid, much stronger than the ceiling in front of the collapsed ceiling, so nothing happened to the whipping, Su Meng heaved a sigh of relief, searched in Xiao Qiao's cloud storage space, and found that the most medicine he had was Calcium tablets - from chocolate flavor to hot dry noodle flavor, calcium supplement to prevent cramps.

Under such unbearable pain, ordinary people will choose to concentrate on recovering themselves, and can't spare the energy to pay attention to the outside world. Mr. Qin seems to have a lot of things to say quickly, but he is ruined and can only rely on reading comprehension And ten-level analysis ability of human body language.

"what did you say?"

Su Meng lowered his head and approached his mouth, but only heard a few vague words.The old man couldn't open his mouth with all his strength, and the words he wanted to say were still unclear after turning in his mouth for a long time.

Master Qin suddenly lowered his eyes, startling Su Meng, and after looking carefully, he found that he just opened and closed and became smaller, and his eyes converged on a certain point below. Su Meng looked along, and saw the old man's fingers shaking slowly. Wrapped in a thin layer of cocoon all year round, full, rough and strong, now only a layer of dry skin remains.

It was a semicircle, nothing else.It seemed to take all his strength to finish this movement. The old man closed his eyes and gasped for breath, his chest was tight but not very powerful.

After thinking about it, the Soviet Union will be at a loss, and finally put their hope on the person opposite. This symbol itself has little meaning, but it is related to this matter. After all, let the Qin family solve it by themselves. Maybe there is a secret code.

The book has its own house of gold, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu.

After a while, Qin An, who owns the golden house and has a beautiful face, replied: "I don't understand."

...why be so honest.

The old man was obviously pissed off, his eyes were wide open, and the veins on his forehead popped out, jumping up and down like a blue snake under his shriveled skin.

Su Meng said heartbroken: "I'm sorry, old man, I only got [-] Chinese in the college entrance examination."

Master Qin was about to die, and Bai Yan turned happily.

Qin An remained silent, and he didn't understand when he escorted him.

So Master Qin tilted his head, closed his eyes and went to rest his mind. If he had the energy, he would jump up and vent his anger one by one—whether he was reasonable or not.

"Find someone first, then go out and talk."

As soon as the voice fell, a whole piece fell from the ceiling, and fell two meters away from the two of them with a "crash", and the raised dust hit their faces.

Su Meng got up suddenly and turned around in one go, a word full of strength overflowed from his throat: "Run!"

There are hundreds of rooms in the entire area, and the extreme distance that the "sweeping" tentacles can extend has not yet been calculated. The Soviet Union only knows that he ran for three turns before shaking off the iron-gray object behind him. The reason is very likely It is that it sees something more attractive.

This group of things was entangled everywhere, and Su Meng and Qin An separated again. He didn't know where the other party was, and he couldn't find them one by one as he wanted. Running to the place where they were touched, the shoes stepped on the blanket, and there was only a very slight movement, which could not compare to the movement of their destruction.

Su Meng: "Look for Qin An."

Xiao Qiao: "It's not within the valid range, please send the request within two meters from the host."

Su Meng sighed, pried the lock with a wire, and replied, "I mean to spend points to find it."

The happiest person to spend points is not Sumeng but Xiaoqiao. He is more excited than seeing Sumeng complete the task. He spends white flowers in his mind all day long, exchanging Sumeng’s poor points for a full set of petals. With flashes, you can combine them in any combination, and finally you don't feel frustrated all over the world and deal with black and white impermanence every day.

This time, Xiao Qiao said coldly: "Inquiring, the protagonist has hidden his breath, it may take a long time, please wait."

Yo, I can't get enough of fifty points.

The Soviet Union thought anxiously: "Why is everyone so difficult to deal with?"

He was biting a piece of wire in his mouth, frowning to pick the lock. Some aspects of the Soviet Union were very talented, even not in line with his own job, but sometimes it was especially helpful for this job.

In the future, after retirement, if you are old and bored, you can open a lockpicking shop for fun, and contract an entire community by one person, who will be nicknamed "Universal Lock King".

It was the most difficult lock he had ever encountered in his lockpicking career, and a wire even broke from it when he pulled it out--fortunately, it didn't break in the eyelet.The Sumeng put all its strength together, gathered the abilities at the top of the wire, and then carefully poked it in.

"Crack!"

Su Meng spat out the wire, smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, pushed open the door, and saw a piece of clean white, even more spotless than the ward, the floor was covered with white bouquets, from the door to the center, it was a picture Huge bed, almost blending with the ground, were it not for that obvious bulge.

There was a person lying on it, and Xiao Qiao's icy electronic voice rang in Su Meng's ears, making him feel a chill crawling up his spine.

"Humans detected, state of deep coma, low vital signs."

The line is connected to the police station, and a teaching building in the distance has been bombed to a small extent, with burnt black traces remaining on the building, and there is still a trace of gunpowder smoke.

Lu Beicheng and the others spent less than half an hour bypassing these things, guarding against unexpected accidents around them, and headed towards that strange place. Very unusual, so have to check.

"This is..." Lu Feng murmured while holding the gun, "Is there anyone still using this method?"

Hearing this, Lu Beicheng withdrew his gaze and walked over. The moment he saw the stele, his pupils shrank in vain. A certain document he had read before appeared in front of his eyes, and everything was connected to the track.

Lu Feng touched the stele with his bare fingers, and estimated: "It's newly made, it's not more than half a month old, this is... a pair of brothers? No, maybe father and son? Family cemetery Ah this is!"

Mr. Qin Zongqin, is he dead?It was definitely impossible to die at least half a month ago.

Yet someone had already prepared a grave for him.The Qin family has their own cemetery and ancestral grave, and Qin Zong will definitely be able to enter after his death, but now he may only be able to stay in this dilapidated place that has been abandoned for many years.

"The soil is hard, and there are no signs of recent loosening." Lu Beicheng stepped on the mud, and it started to drizzle, and the soles of his shoes were covered with a layer of mud. He secretly said, "Qin Zong should still be alive, well, at least he didn't come down here .”