Being targeted by the boss of the escape game

Lu Weixing raised his hand and put the hijab on Chu Ling's head again.

"you……"

"I gonna go see."

Before Chu Ling could react, Lu Weixing lifted the curtain and came out first. After confirming that nothing happened, he turned slightly sideways and pulled him out.

Lu Weixing looked at the scene in front of him and frowned slightly. This was a strange place, maybe it was somewhere in the small town, or maybe they had been taken to another space.

He was a little thankful that he just covered Chu Ling's hijab, so he didn't have to see the disgusting scene in front of him.

Yes, disgusting.

Lu Weixing finally understood why this was the boundary of Xiangxi, but he couldn't see any landmarks in Xiangxi except for the food he ate, and he didn't expect that all of them were hidden here.

In front of him are crystal orchids all over the mountains, as well as patches of wooden stilted buildings, unknown dark red flowers dotted the door lintels, and the thresholds of every house are not stone lions, but flower pots, and inside the flower pots are flowers. Human heads.

Some were bare bones, others were rotting, and others were clearly freshly cut, fresh and steaming.

Surrounded by these stilted buildings is a small dilapidated temple.

Chu Ling smelled the unusual rancid smell in the air. He didn't speak, but held Lu Weixing's hand tightly.

Looking at the flowerpots of human heads all over the mountain, Lu Weixing was silent for a while: "This...maybe it's not that small town anymore."

He turned around and wiped the corner of Chu Ling's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid when I'm here."

Chu Ling also thought that he should be afraid, but it was strange that he was not afraid at all. He looked at the clasped hands under his sleeves, and felt relieved for no reason.

He replied: "I am not afraid." With you here, I am not afraid.

Lu Weixing held Chu Ling's hand and walked up slowly. It was like a space that had been isolated, and the surroundings were completely silent and no sound could be heard.

All I could hear was the rattling sound they made as they walked, and Chu Ling's sleeves rubbed against each other as they walked, making the shuttle sound.

After walking for a while, I found that there was a small river here. If you want to go to the ruined temple, you have to cross the river. Lu Weixing looked down at the dark river, and there was something in the river that kept churning. black foam.

Lu Weixing helped Chu Ling straighten his belt, knelt down and said, "Come on, the road ahead is a bit dirty, don't ruin your clothes."

Chu Ling didn't doubt that he was there, and obediently lay on Lu Weixing's back.

Lu Weixing turned upside down, supported Chu Ling's butt with one hand, and said in a joking tone: "So this is Zhu Bajie carrying his wife?"

Chu Ling blushed slightly from his dry face, so she knew that this man had nothing good to say, and must have deliberately used excuses to tease him. How could there be any dirty way?

Lu Weixing seemed to want to confirm his thoughts, and even sang a song:

"There is a winding river in front of my brother, my sister is singing a sweet song on the opposite side, my brother's heart is full of waves, when will my sister let me cross your river..."

When Lu Weixing sang, there was still a little vibrato, Chu Ling didn't think much about it, his attention was completely attracted by the singing, and it was the first time that he knew that the shameless temperament could still seep out of the singing.

He lightly thumped Lu Weixing's back. The journey was not too long, only about 5 minutes.

After finally getting off the ground, Chu Ling jumped down, and before Lu Weixing had time to stop him, he saw Chu Ling tear off the red hijab.

The moment their eyes met, Chu Ling froze.

He first saw that Lu Weixing's forehead was tense, his face was pale, and a layer of cold sweat on his neck had already soaked his neckline. Behind Lu Weixing, there was indeed no road, but a dark river.

The river was turbid, and the strange thing was that under such turbid conditions, Chu Ling could still see small black fishes with sharp teeth at the bottom of the water.

Lu Weixing's trousers had been bitten badly by those black fish, and his exposed skin was covered with teeth marks. He pulled the corners of his mouth and wanted to joke: "Ah Ling, you are so light, you have to—"

"Snapped"

She slapped Lu Weixing on the arm, and before Lu Weixing could react, Chu Ling threw herself into his arms, and a series of teardrops fell on his shoulder, soaking a large piece of clothes.

"why……"

why?Why are you lying to me?Why……

Chu Ling hugged Lu Weixing's neck tightly, trying to control her body instead of putting all her weight on Lu Weixing's body as before.

Chu Ling: "Dangerous action..."

Lu Weixing laughed softly: "Why? Because I want to carry you on my back."

A light sentence because I want to carry you on my back...

Chu Ling blinked, tears rolled down her eyes like broken beads, her eyes were blurred.

The sudden tears made Lu Weixing feel sore and swollen in his heart. He was happy because the tears were shed for him, and he was sore because he didn't want Chu Ling to cry, even if it was because of himself.

Lu Weixing gently wiped away Chu Ling's tears, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I made you cry again."

Chu Ling: "Why are you sorry for me? I am sorry for you, I..."

A strong wind came, and before he could finish his sentence, Lu Weixing dragged him into his arms. Something brushed against Chu Ling's scalp, cutting off a strand of his hair.

The crystal orchid that Chu Ling was holding all the time also fell to the ground and shattered into a ball.

"Shusha"

"Shusha, shusha"

Chu Ling became nervous all of a sudden, his head was pressed into Lu Weixing's arms, he didn't know what just hit him, the hand holding Lu Weixing was sweating non-stop, what's that sound?

"Priority... there is one more, it's you."

A voice sounded stiff as if it hadn't spoken for hundreds of years, and it sounded hoarse like sawing wood.

Chu Ling's heart was filled with various questions, "one more"? 'You came'?What does it mean?Was it the idol who spoke?He was talking to Lu Weixing?

He looked up and saw a wooden statue dressed in red standing in front of them. This time it didn't hold any flowers in its hand, but simply lifted a machete.

The thing that brushed his scalp just now was undoubtedly this shiny machete.

Chu Ling knew that this was the one in the temple.

"Flower... clean up..."

Even though he was wearing a red hijab, the statue looked like he had clairvoyant eyes, and once again swiped at him with the machete.

The knife cut to the vital point, it didn't look like a piece of wood at all.

In the beginning, Lu Weixing was separated from Chu Ling, trying to distract the attention of the statue, but the statue kept staring at Lu Weixing, chasing him to chop it down.

Chu Ling: "..." Who is its bride?

He also tried throwing stones, but the statue ignored him and chased after Lu Weixing, which is really strange.

But now Chu Ling didn't have time to think so much, the statue's knife kept slashing, and if he was not careful, he might become a dead soul under the knife.

"L..."

This statue is so fast and ruthless that any tool is useless on it. Chu Ling kicked his calf once, but it recovered in less than three seconds. Lu Weixing had dismantled its joints three times. Grow out again.

"Grass, this isn't made of wood, it's actually a slime, isn't it? With such a strong recovery ability, is this a fucking dryad?"

Looking at the statue lying on the ground, Chu Ling panted, "Have you noticed that this statue seems a bit strange? Why does it keep staring at you..."

Hearing the words, Lu Weixing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the statue. He also felt that there was something wrong with the statue. He seemed to think of something, and said softly, "I really hold grudges." Then he took out a dagger from his pocket and gently The palm was cut open, and the blood that flowed out quickly stained the entire blade.

"Help me get his attention."

"no problem!"

The dagger that was stained with Lu Weixing's blood pierced into the statue's elbow. Lu Weixing raised his hand and shattered the statue's knee. This time, it didn't recover.

The statue's movement was obviously much slower, but it was still relentless, as if it would not stop until Lu Weixing was hacked to death.

The author has something to say: the song comes from Crossing the River