The No. 1 mixed score king in the whole server [StarCraft]

Huang Mao just woke up like a dream, and looked out the window in fear.

There is no old man with an umbrella in the woods, only a tree that has withered long ago.

Was it just an illusion?

The girl ignored Lin Jing, who was forced to buy and sell, and stared at Huang Mao with cold eyes. Her pupils were tiny dots, and the whites of her eyes occupied a large area of ​​her eye sockets, which penetrated very deeply.Huang Mao shuddered all over, and silently hid beside Lin Jing.

Lin Jing grabbed him by the collar and forced him to stand up: "Don't hide, didn't you realize that the more you are afraid of ghosts, the more ghosts will look for you?"

Huang Mao: "..." It seems that there is some truth in it, he is the most unlucky in the whole team, encountering ghosts every day.

He hesitated and sat next to Lin Jing again.

Lin Jing held a pen in one hand and a piece of paper in the other, and looked decent in Brother Scar's position: "Come on, tell brother your name first."

As an observer, Huang Mao was full of question marks: "It's not Brother Lin, even if you can't get any important information, you don't have to give up on yourself so much."

Lin Jing turned his pen and smiled: "What do you know, we have to be gentle with girls and take things step by step."

However, his gentleness and step-by-step approach are of no use to girls.

The girl with double braids stared blankly with a pale face, turned her head away, and said nothing.

Lin Jing was not discouraged, so he simply spread the paper horizontally in front of her, and nodded: "It's okay if you don't want to talk, just write the answer on the paper, do you still want your hand?"

The girl looked gloomy, looked down at the arm that was so close to her, and finally resigned to her fate.

She stretched out her right index finger and wrote two words in black blood on the white paper: "Xu Ya".

"Xu Ya?" Lin Jing whispered the name over and over again: "The second question, what happened to that forest."

Xu Ya's clothes and hair were all wet, and the damp water vapor couldn't cover up the smell of rancid blood in her body.The girl lowered her head, with a strange and sarcastic expression in the semi-darkness, and wrote two more words "curse" with one stroke of her finger.

curse.

Huang Mao was stunned: "Curse? Is this village cursed?"

Xu Ya's hand rested on the paper for a long time, and wrote two words after it, "Forgive".

Huang Mao was at a loss: "Why is it a curse and a forgiveness? Can you be more specific and explain what happened to those strange babies, or you can just tell us where the gate of life and death is."

Xu Ya raised her head and gave him an indifferent look with needle-like pupils, as if mocking him for daydreaming.

After answering these two questions, she seemed to have lost all her patience. She turned her head away and ignored them again.

Lin Jing stared at the six words on the paper for a long time.There was no embarrassment for the little girl at the back, after the red cloth was lifted, the stiff hand seemed to be unsealed suddenly, and ran to Xu Ya's side in a sudden bounce.After the severed arm was connected, Xu Ya jumped off the table, dragged her feet towards the window, opened the window and was blown by the wind, and people scattered in the mountains like white mist.

Huangmao: "So let it go?"

Lin Jing folded the paper: "Except for the main npc, you can't ask anything else, that's enough."

"The window is open?"

Xu Wanzhi just woke up now, and asked in a hoarse voice.

Lin Jing folded the paper and replied, "Well, a ghost just came in."

Xu Wanzhi: "Oh."

After such a fuss, everyone had no intention of going to sleep.

Huang Mao asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time, and aimed at Xu Wanzhi: "Brother Xu, why do I feel that you don't care about this game at all?"

Lin Jing thought, because he came in to watch a play.

Xu Wanzhi just woke up a little sleepy, smiled briefly, and said lightly: "It's not necessary."

Huangmao raised his voice: "It's not necessary?!" Are you speaking human words?

Lin Jing could probably guess that Xu Wanzhi's spiritual power level is very high in reality, and entering the game is purely to experience life. He opened his mouth to stop Huang Mao's about to say a bunch of nonsense.

"Let's sort out the clues first."

He took out a new piece of paper, drew three dots on it with a pen, and the writing on the side represented the village chief, the woods, and the cliff.

"You need to find special clues to get the words out of the mouth of the main npc. But these days, the village chief has been in a hurry."

Huang Mao was also concentrating, and was awakened by Lin Jing's words: "Yes, the village chief is either on the second floor or going out all day long, and I don't know what he is doing."

Lin Jing: "Probably preparing for the funeral."

Huangmao: "Huh?"

Lin Jing: "The old man at the market last time said that red shoes bind feet, black cows pull coffins, and scarecrows attract souls. Didn't he dump those cloths and straws every day? A dying old man just came yesterday. There are a lot of dead people upstairs."

Huangmao: "Fuck, so we sleep under a pile of dead people every day?"

Lin Jing sneered: "Don't, it may not be a dead person yet."

Ignoring Huang Mao's frightened face for a moment, Lin Jing wrote down the name of the dungeon "Gate of Life and Death" on the paper, tilted his head and said to Xu Wanzhi, "Ask you a question."

Xu Wanzhi leaned against the bookshelf, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "What?"

Lin Jing: "What do you think of the words life and death?"

Xu Wanzhi met his eyes.

He leaned against the bookshelf in a casual posture.

The indoor lights are bright, but the outside is black rain, the vegetation is silent, and the blood-red creeper slowly goes to the window.

"which aspect?"

This small house located in the mountains was exceptionally quiet. For a moment, Lin Jing saw in Xu Wanzhi's eyes a calmness similar to the mountains and rivers outside, almost indifferent.

Lin Jing was stunned for a moment, and said, "In various aspects, the simple point is the understanding of the name of this game."

"Oh, you mean the gate of life and death?" Xu Wanzhi lowered his eyes, casually: "It probably refers to the boundary between life and death."

Huang Mao hurriedly followed suit and nodded: "Yes, Brother Xu and I have the same idea. But the boundary is too difficult to set, isn't life and death at the moment of dying? Could it be that we will see a door before dying? "

Lin Jing: "I think you can try it, it seems to be called the gate of hell. If you see it, remember to leave us a password."

Huangmao: ".......Don't, don't."

Lin Jing laughed and looked out the window. The police station was standing at the entrance of the village, facing the cliff full of coffins. , a person's real death may be when the coffin is buried."

"Maybe... we'll have the honor of attending a funeral."

Go back the next day in the early morning.The village chief was fiddling with his straw in the yard without even looking at them.

On the other hand, Feng Haozhong saw them from a distance, took off his sunglasses at once, and smiled wackily, "Yo, I'm back."

Girls always want to be kind and gentle, Xiao Xu asked, "What did you guys do yesterday?"

Huang Mao was the first to answer: "I didn't do anything, I was arrested after cutting down a tree."

Feng Haozhong taunted: "Excellent, we ran to the depths of the forest and almost didn't come back, you are still in the mood to cut trees outside."

After Lin Jing heard this, he asked directly: "Have you reached the depths of the forest?" He didn't care about Feng Haozhong's ridicule, after all, everyone was treated equally, lucky teammates.

"......"

Feng Haozhong felt that he had punched the cotton.

Seven people entered the room and began to exchange yesterday's events.

Lin Jing explained everything about the blood baby on the tree and the girl.When it was the turn of the other four, Feng Haozhong didn't speak with a sullen face, and it was Xiaoxu who said: "We went deep into the forest yesterday and saw a grave."