Ten-Dimensional Covenant [Unlimited]

"Hehe, is that so?" Yuzhou pushed Bonan to the ground again.Rub it hard a few times.

"Oh, but there are many worse than you!" Bonan changed his words in a second.

"Next time, I'll put you in the pen holder."

"Next time, I don't need you to do anything. I will jump into the cesspit by myself and swim a hundred laps on my back." Bonan smiled obsequiously, his small mung bean-sized eyes rolled around, "My lord, if he really lied to you, what are you going to do?" ?”

"How?" Yuzhou closed the book and smiled kindly, "What do you think?"

Bonan shuddered and flinched.

. . . .

The two left the storage room and walked all the way, and came to the mold room again. Before they had studied it carefully, they heard the sound of the three of Fen Shuangyan arguing from the front room.

Whether to stay and check or go over to persuade the fight, Yuzhou looked at the messy plaster models in the room, and was a little undecided for a while.

These plaster sculptures are very strange. What they mold are not creatures, but rings that hover in various poses and angles, like ropes that are constantly swinging in rope exercises. The magnificent ribbons are very artistic. There is only one difference, that is, no matter how difficult the poses of these plaster figures are twisted together, their heads and tails must go through many obstacles and bite together.

In the end, Yuzhou made a decision. He put down Bonan, took out an ordinary camera and threw it to him, and said: "Stay here, search this room carefully, and use the camera if there is anything strange. Take a picture and I'll go to the next door to have a look."

"My lord, don't worry, I promise to complete the task!" Bonan clenched his little fist and said sonorously.

Yuzhou didn't say anything, and walked towards the half-open door ahead, stepping on the plaster sketches scattered on the ground, which was a room similar to a lounge.

open the door

At this time, Fen Shuangyan and Shanfeng were holding weapons, standing on one side to fight against each other, while Xiao Huangluo was hiding behind Fen Shuangyan in embarrassment, with a bloodstain on his face.

Yuzhou gave a symbolic persuasion: "What happened? Everyone has something to say."

But when Xiao Huangluo saw him coming, he stopped hiding his head and shrinking his tail. He jumped up and smiled at Shanfeng: "Haha! Now we have 4 people, let's see what you can do to me."

"Little Huangluo." Fen Shuangyan scolded in a low voice.

"Sister-" Xiao Huangluo pursed her lips, holding Fen Shuangyan's arm and said coquettishly, "What is there to say to him. The four of us are still afraid that he will fail? If you want me to say, just kill him, it will be over once and for all."

"Shut up!" Fen Shuangyan seemed to be really angry, and his graceful and sharp brows like gladioli were frowned into a pimple.

"What's going on?" Yuzhou leaned over and asked.

Fen Shuangyan suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head and whispered: "The two of us were originally searching for clues in the mold room, but Xiao Huangluo was impatient, so he ran to this room first, and had a conflict with Shanfeng."

Yuzhou asked, "What conflict?"

"At that time, Shanfeng was flipping through the bookshelf, and Xiao Huangluo was flipping through the calendar. The two had nothing to do with each other, but after she found the clue, she tore off a page of the calendar and destroyed it in front of Shanfeng. "Fen Shuangyan said simply.

Why don't you tear it up secretly? I'm afraid I'm not a fool.Yuzhou Fu'e, although the two sides are against each other, it is only natural to prevent the other party from finding out the truth, even tacitly.But doing so in front of others is tantamount to tearing the skin off.

Unless Xiaohuang was in peace after sunset and never left Fen Shuangyan, don't blame Shanfeng for not following the rules and attacking secretly.

"They're all opponents, why bother to be hypocritical, I just ruined the clues, what can you do with me." Xiao Huangluo put his hands on his hips, raised his head and toes, and said arrogantly, "Hmph, you are mad at you to death."

Shanfeng smiled instead of anger, and with a slight movement of his sickle-shaped arm, he split the small blue-gray color-matching table into two sides, and the small round nails on the table fell to the ground, "Then you can pray, from now on." From now on, unless your sister puts you on your belt, see you once, kill me once!"

"You survive this time first, I'm afraid that you will be killed if you speak big words and chase me. ruiruirui" Xiao Huangluo made a grimace.

"That's enough." Fen Shuangyan interrupted her in a low voice, "The 4 of us and the 2 of them have already taken a huge advantage. If we still need to rely on small tricks to win the dungeon, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud? .Little Huang Luo, tell him what you found, whoever can find the surprise depends on his ability."

This... admit cowardly?

Yuzhou was dumbfounded, not understanding why Fen Shuangyan made such a choice. Based on his understanding of the other party, this beautiful and powerful woman was obviously not a righteous and pedantic person.Now they have 4 people on the surface, 2 downgrades, and only one person on the other side, why should they admit it?

Could it be that Xiao Huang's implementation ability is too low?Fen Shuangyan couldn't follow her all the time, because he was afraid of offending a villain who would get revenge, and from now on, it was easy to hide with open guns and difficult to guard against hidden arrows?

Hehe, Yuzhou himself doesn't believe this reason, so there is no need to shoot openly and secretly.Yuzhou secretly pondered what Fen Shuangyan was thinking, but on the outside he looked like a hidden expert, standing aside with a smile and not saying a word, staying out of the matter.

Under the pressure of Fen Shuangyan and Shanfeng, Xiao Huangluo stomped his feet and said angrily: "Okay, I can tell you that there is a circle on the date of May 5 on that calendar, can you believe it?" ?”

Of course Shanfeng didn't believe it, and the second after Xiao Huangluo finished speaking, he kicked on the only half of the table left, leaning his body towards Xiao Huangluo, and said in a strong tone: "Oh, what do you think!?"

"What did I say? I've said everything, but you don't believe me, what else do you want me to say?"

Shanfeng: "Unless you sign an A-level contract and swear to be responsible for every word you say."

"Haha, you idiot, the A-level contract has already been sealed in the game. If you can get it out, I will sign it." Xiao Huangluo laughed.

"..." Shanfeng was also in a moment of impatience and didn't think carefully. At this time, he could only touch the emblem of Sanyu and stare blankly.

So things fell into a strange circle, the information on the calendar was only seen by Xiao Huangluo, but no one knew whether Xiao Huangluo was telling the truth.

Seeing that the conflict has not been resolved, but has become more and more tense, Yuzhou walked to the calendar, turned it back and forth, and said: "There are 9 months in a year, and 100 days in a month. Among them, the month is written in the center, and a huge calendar is wrapped outside. For the circle, the date continues clockwise along the outer ring of the circle from the 12 o’clock position. After the end of one circle, the second circle is connected along the outer circumference of the first circle, starting from 0 and ending at 99.”

"What do you want to say?" Shanfeng said coldly.

"Since the number of days in each month is the same, there is a solution." Yuzhou said, picked up a pencil, tilted the penholder, and painted a circle around June 6th.Fen Shuangyan and Shanfeng were taken aback for a moment, and soon understood Yuzhou's thoughts.

If the painter uses a hard-core pen like a ballpoint pen, it will definitely leave an imprint, which can be seen when you paint it with a pencil. If you use a soft-bristled brush, you can only rely on Zhou Xiaolin's high-end equipment to detect it. Trace pigments penetrate the paper too.

Fortunately, the artist used a hard-core pen, which saved Yuzhou a lot of trouble. He turned his head and said to Shanfeng: "The result came out. Mr. Shanfeng, you have wronged a good person. The artist sketched the May 5th. number, not their wedding anniversary."

"How is this possible!" Shanfeng rushed to the edge of the calendar, glanced at the notch on June 6, and then stretched out his fingers to rub the outer circumference of June 19, but almost rubbed the three small characters of Birch and Maple Festival below the date. Nope, still nothing.

"How could this be, how could this be?" Shanfeng frowned, and sat on the chair with an expression of disbelief.

"Let's go to the next room." Yu Zhou greeted Fen Shuangyan.

"Walk."

The three of them left Shanfeng who was still thinking hard, and opened the door of the next room first.

However, as soon as the door was opened, a pungent smell swept in along with the dust all over the sky, penetrating into the seven orifices of the three of them.Yuzhou took two steps back, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and stopped the desire to cough.

He took a closer look and saw that the whole room was filled with colorful ores, some piled on the ground, in tanks, some hung on the wall, and some were sealed with oil and placed in small airtight jars.

Yuzhou had just carefully studied the book introducing mineral pigments, and he still had a fresh memory of the kinds of ores in the house, and he could tell all kinds of things by opening his mouth.

He covered his mouth and nose, and checked each and every one. Fen Shuangyan avoided Xiaohuangluo who couldn't stop looking around for a moment, came to him, and asked in a low voice: "Why, May 5th isn't their wedding anniversary?" day?"

"No, it should be May 5th." Yuzhou said.

"The clue you found downstairs?" Fen Shuangyan asked.

"No, it was Shanfeng who told me." Yuzhou replied in a low voice, "His tone of denying Xiaohuangluo was too strong, as if he knew something. The only important date mentioned by the NPC lady is the wedding anniversary. I will He lied to him, he didn't deny my statement, and he didn't ask me which day it was, which means he knew the exact date of the wedding anniversary."

"He was cheated by you."

"Yes, he thought I already knew the exact date of the wedding anniversary, so he didn't hide it, and reached out to touch the 20th. He gave me this clue."

Yuzhou picked up a piece of dark ore, and weighed it according to the method written in the book. The stone was heavy, with snowflake-like patterns on the surface, and the purity was very high.

"Excellent." Fen Shuangyan hugged his shoulders, Shu Lang's eyes were full of smiles, "If you can find a surprise this time, I will treat you to the best Liyan wine in our Fencheng."

Yuzhou teased, "Why, why don't you drink it if you don't find it?"

"Yes, of course I will, but I can only give Wangchuan wine. I'm going to Huangquan to toast." Fen Shuangyan sighed, "We'll meet again after 18 years for a drink."

After hearing her words, Yuzhou also became serious, "Why, the black thread can't be cured outside?"

"It's hard to say. This kind of curse-like disease is the most difficult to cure." Fen Shuangyan shook his head, "The Hospital for Rescue the Dying and Poverty Alleviation located in Horus will definitely be cured, but their account has been registered for 7 years. As for For other hospitals, it can only depend on luck."

Yuzhou has a sense of urgency, is it a win-or-die situation?

surprise…

May 5th is the wedding anniversary, but the circle is drawn on May 20th, which shows that this day is very important, and the artist may have to do a very special thing.

Yuzhou thought about every clue. The painter's mental state changed from depression to excitement, and then to depression. He died unexpectedly before the 20th. He suddenly had a guess that what happened on May 5 was not only important, but also particularly dangerous. Wasn't the painter Accidental death, but involved in some danger.

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Spoiler ahead, Xiao Huangluo's age is equivalent to 7 years old among human beings.Spoiled again, so mentally immature.