Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"It's all alive?" Zhong Liye stared at the bionic human skin and was stunned for a while, "The five body parts are gathered together, the paint is also there, and the blank human skin is found. This is a unique painter."

The turning point was caught off guard, he calculated it several times, and stared at Qian Wu as if he couldn't believe it.

Qu Ying was also a little dazed, "This book is really safe."

Jiang Chen looked at the skin and remained silent, before he spoke for a long time: "But today is only the third day."

"I also think it's a bit too smooth." Qianwu said immediately, going through the current progress in his mind, and took a deep breath, "I still don't know much about BOSS until now, so I don't dare to end it like this. It feels like a trap."

Zhong Liye confirmed that the door was closed tightly, "It's good to be cautious, not to mention that you have to put your calmness in order. There are still a few problems that have not been resolved, and the painting of the mask can be put on hold for now."

Jiang Chen hummed, "It's nothing more than the ins and outs of three things. What is that guy, why does he put together a human body, and his five good friends should correspond to five kinds of masks, so what is the so-called dream that killed them?"

"There is one more thing, the most important thing." Qianwu covered the box and hid it in the hidden drawer beside the bed, whispering: "You need to know what it wants."

Is it really just a patchwork human body?

When Peng Peng came back, he brought a handful of paint, just like the girl said, it was several tubes of paint that were squeezed in half and then dried out.Qianwu tore open the soft aluminum tube, the inside was cracked into pieces, put it under his nose and smelled it, it was the smell of paint.

"Is this still usable?" Peng Peng was so excited when he heard about the human skin, he wished he could hand over the pen to the big brother immediately, "It's all done to the brim, if you can draw, I saw a brush yesterday, immediately Go and flip it for you."

"No hurry." Qianwu waved his hand, "Painting can definitely be painted, just mix it with water and it will work. Do you have a lot of paint?"

Peng Peng nodded, "There are quite a lot, a big drawer is full, I grabbed a few tubes for you."

"Then there is no rush." ​​Qian Wu hesitated, "I'm too human to say anything in advance, the search is only halfway through, so first search everything that can be searched in the house."

There are many rooms that can be searched on the third floor, and each room has countless drawers, hidden compartments, and strange sundries.

Qianwu couldn't believe that such a large internal capacity was just for storing those tubes of paint and brushes, not to mention that the paint was still full of a drawer.

The people in the small team dispersed completely, and even he and Jiang Chen were divided into two groups. He searched the largest utility room on the third floor by himself. It took him an afternoon to search half of it. Get nothing else.

People passed by outside the corridor from time to time, but there were very few voices.Except for Xiaojia who formed a temporary team in the dungeon, everyone else insisted on fighting alone.Qian Wu went out to take a breath, and saw Lu Ji from a distance, she was running and jumping crazily in the corridor while laughing.

——After the woman pretended to be crazy in the room for a day and two nights, she finally waited for the situation where all five parts were assembled, and now she started to move forward with the next clue.

He has always felt that Luji is different from all the exiles he has seen, and she enjoys nerves more than all of them.Every time the eyes meet, there is false satisfaction in those crazy eyes. The other exile agencies are trying their best to find a stable nerve as soon as possible, and continue to score points to strive for graduation, but she seems to just enjoy the thrill of hunting .

"A unique mask." A gloomy female voice suddenly rang in his ears, coldness trembled from every hair tip, Qianwu suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that Lu Ji had already walked beside him.

She jumped up from time to time, like a nervous hyperactive child, staring at Qianwu with a smile, "You have a big clue! Don't you! Your eyes tell me you have a big clue!"

"I have." Qianwu said, "Do you want to exchange some secrets?"

Lu Ji's bouncing movement suddenly stopped, and he stood motionless half a meter away and looked at Qianwu, "Secret? What secret do I have?"

"I don't know. It's probably a secret that only well-informed exiles know. It can be anything about nerves or dungeons." Qianwu said calmly.

The madness that had been performed for several days in the eyes on the opposite side disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A flash of ruthlessness flashed across, and then, even through the mask, Qianwu seemed to see the sneer at the corner of her mouth.

"Sure enough, there are discerning people." She snorted, her shoulders shook, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at him sharply, "I know a lot, what would you give me in exchange?"

Qianwu: "I know that BOSS—"

"Shh!—" The other party shook his head and interrupted, flaunting a finger in front of him, making the deer's head even more icy and terrifying.

"I don't care about this. I don't care who knows the clues and who pushes the dungeon to end! I didn't come here to collect points." She clicked her tongue, "Of the six recent heads, I think about two or three are The other exiles do it, which means that at least three lives are counted on me, and what I want is enough."

Qianwu looked at her, "How short are you?"

"Three, so it's best to get out the book soon, because I don't want them to kill each other again." Lu Ji said, "This time, it's just for fun. Your nerve indicators are too boring. I don't care about staying here, I want to leave myself a little room for choice."

Qianwu was too lazy to respond to this pervert who sold his soul to the nerves.

"Since we can't negotiate a deal, why waste time?" He turned and walked away indifferently, "Well water does not interfere with river water, stay away from my team."

"Golden blessing bag!" The woman suddenly shouted behind him.

Qianwu's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned around immediately, "What?"

"Golden blessing bag." Lu Ji stretched out his finger to his wrist, the red nerve had reached the wrist line, Lu Ji clicked his tongue, "Your scores are positive and negative, and the positive one will be full soon, since it is your talent Indicators, the settlement of this dungeon will definitely be full! Can I expect to see what the golden lucky bag is from you?"

Qian Wu turned around and examined the curious and greedy look in the woman's eyes.

"You know the trigger conditions for the golden lucky bag."

The woman nodded and swallowed, "I know. I have been to a nerve, where recklessness and killing are advocated, and I met a very knowledgeable boatman on the sea. He was also the first dungeon to bring everyone alive For those who are talented, the nerves rewarded him with a rulebook."

Qianwu's heart skipped a beat, "The rulebook?"

"The handbook for interpreting the nerves." Luji said, "there are countless unspoken rules of the nerves, but the two most basic ones are that the lucky bag is that the nerves love you in its own way. An extremely talented person in love. So the boatman guessed from the beginning that a full score in one subject and a negative score in one subject are the trigger conditions for the golden lucky bag, but he accidentally died the night before it was about to be achieved."

Qianwu didn't speak. After a long time, he asked: "Have you ever heard of someone achieving it?"

"No." Lu Ji shook his head regretfully, "That's what I'm after, so I want to find a nerve that can make me partial, and settle down. Who wouldn't want the love with the highest nerve?"

Qianwu couldn't help thinking, yes, I don't want to.

Not only don't want to, but also think you are all perverts.

He suddenly felt a chill, turned to leave, and warned in a cold voice: "It's still the same sentence, well water does not violate river water."

"I hope you can let me see the golden lucky bag come!" the woman shrieked from behind.Maybe it was because she pretended to be crazy that she went deep into her bones, and she went crazy again.

Qianwu wondered, even if the extreme conditions were met, the lucky bag would not be salvaged until the nerve sea settlement.

This guy wouldn't be so naive as to think he could beg him to take him aboard.

After the woman went mad, Qianwu opened the door again.

The room is still full of dust, and it will be dark now, and the heavy dust feels oppressive in the chest.

Qian Wu couldn't move anymore, he suffered from insomnia last night, now he just wants to eat a big bowl of rice cake with red bean paste cooked by Qu Ying, and then take a bath and sleep to make up for the lack of sleepless nights.He stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, looking at the swirling dust in the air. The dust seemed to have been there from the beginning, falling on everything in the house continuously, as if it would never end.

Artists should stay away from such a dusty room, perhaps the soldiers should be brought in.Jiang Chen is quick to search for things, just throw them to him.

Qianwu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around with a smile in his eyes and opened the door again.Stepping out of the door with one foot, the light in the corridor is bright, and the darkness behind it is clearly distinguished at both ends of the door.The light seemed to have difficulty entering the room through this door.

Qianwu suddenly stopped, and after a while, he turned around silently and looked at the room, and reached out to turn on the light.

pat.

The lights in the room were on, as bright as outside the corridor.

pat.

The lights in the room went out again, and the lights outside the corridor still couldn't shine in.

Qianwu took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and re-examined the room.

Every five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the room will be dark, and it is not obvious when the light is turned on. If the light is not turned on, every particle of flying dust can be clearly seen.Staring at it for a long time, it seems to have an illusion, the dust covered everything in the room like rain.

——Except for the farthest corner of the wall on the right hand side, where there seems to be an enchantment that will let the dust give way.

Qian Wu stood motionless and stared at the spot for a full two minutes, confirming again and again that the place was detoured by dust, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He walked into the room without a word, closed the door behind his back with his backhand, and strode to that corner with strides.There are countless piles of dried flowers in the corner, some are inserted in bottles and jars, and some fly directly outside.

And if you look closely, those intertwined flower branches and the corners of the wall subtly give way to a space, as if using those dried flowers to cover something.

There were no gloves around, so Qianwu went to the next door to find a broom, came over and waved the dried flowers, finally revealing what was enclosed in the corner.

It was the size of a plastic cube keychain, with a picture sealed inside.

There are six things from left to right in the painting: a fruit with a human face, a monster with fangs, a deer spirit, a lion spirit, and two hollows.

Those two cavities are like two irregular flames, not only have no shape, but also no color, they can "exist" in the painting only because of the subtle shadow in the outline, so people can recognize that there are two clumps there.

Qianwu stared at the thing for a long time, then slowly turned it over, looking at the crooked writing on the back.

——Those words were not written, but made up of small pieces of words torn from various places and pasted together.

Xiaoxiao, Guaiguai, Lulu, Shishi, Tiantian, Sanwu.

Qian Wu swallowed violently, held the keychain in his hand and went out to find Jiang Chen and the others.

From time to time, a few people pass by in the corridor, and they are not the only ones looking for clues.

Qian Wu calmly walked to the stairs, no one was around, he involuntarily spread his palms under the light.

The pupil in the center of the black eyes suddenly locked.

The five objects on the painting disappeared, leaving only a hollow mass on the far right.

Turn it over, the original stickers are gone, and it has become a new two lines.

——Everyone is dead, only San Wu is left.

——But Sanwu will not give up, Sanwu is still friendly.

The author has something to say: Little Nerve: The floor is dumb again today, but Little Nerve will not give up, and Little Nerve is still working hard on it.

Floor: Have you ever thought that I might be dumbed down by you?