Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"Yesterday it was Jiang Chen, today it's you, you two agreed." Zhong Liye helplessly bandaged Qian Wu's hands, and couldn't stop sighing.

Jiang Chen stared at him unblinkingly from one side, and Peng Peng stared speechlessly, "It's not that bad, it's just a stab."

Qian Wu lifted the injured wrist with one hand, and said in a low voice: "My hand has never been injured."

"Be careful in the future." Jiang Chen touched his head, then asked Zhong Liye: "Are there any antibiotics?"

Zhong Liye choked, and said indifferently: "He doesn't need it."

Jiang Chen frowned, "The air in this place is dirty, there is a risk of infection at any time."

"You are at the risk of losing your mind at any time." Zhong Liye pushed his glasses and said seriously: "I suggest you follow the doctor's advice and go outside for a basin of cold water to stay awake."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Peng Peng covered his mouth happily like a mouse.

After applying the medicine, the wound felt hot and burning, and Qianwu held his hands as if in a daze.Jiang Chen thought that he was still uneasy, so he could only accompany him distressedly.

Qian Wu let go for a moment and suddenly said, "I think there is something wrong with the wood gall."

Qu Ying said, "I just went outside to inquire about it, and I think Jianzhen's knives are born as weapons, bloodthirsty is natural, and any household's knives will be bloody when they are stained with blood."

Qianwu shook his head, "It's not about that. At that time, my hand was indeed covering the scabbard, but the palm was arched, and the blood would not rub against it, unless it sucked it actively."

"Is it blood dripping?"

Qianwu still felt wrong, "At most three or two drops, there won't be that much."

Qu Ying said: "But the wood gallbladder is indeed a useless knife. Futian once got quarreled with someone and was provoked, so he drew his knife to chop firewood. Not to mention chopping firewood, the knife couldn't even cut it in, it hit the wood at all If you don’t enter, the whole town knows about it.”

"If you can't chop firewood, you may not be able to kill people." Qianwu insisted, "Even a kitchen knife can cut a few millimeters of firewood. If you say that, I think it's even more wrong."

Suddenly a sound came from the gate of the courtyard. The players who went out to find clues came back, and the courtyard suddenly became more crowded.

There is always a large water tank in the yard. When we first arrived, everyone thought that the source of water there was unknown. After a few days, we got used to it, and a water ladle took turns to drink water.

"We have a clue." Wang Bin said to Qianwu and others in the room while pouring water, "Although I don't know what it is useful for, but intuition is a major discovery."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "What clue?"

His hidden teammate Qiangzi said in a low voice, "Actually, it's not a clue. The townspeople all know it, but they don't feel the need to mention it to us, so they asked them out of the way. The yard we live in used to be the assassin's home. "

With a clatter, the tea bowl shattered and splashed, Qu Ying immediately lowered her head to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, Peng Peng hurriedly bent down and took her hand, "Oh, what are you doing, don't cut off your hands, I'll go get a broom to clean it up. "

Qian Wu looked at Qu Ying, "What's wrong with you?"

"I feel flustered for no reason." Qu Ying clutched her chest, "It's a very weird feeling."

People outside were discussing whether this murderous courtyard caused the magic knife to kill players every night, Qian Wu asked Qu Ying in a low voice, "What kind of weird feeling?"

Qu Ying looked down at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and after a long time said softly: "My brother."

"what?"

"From the first day I came in, I felt that the remnants of life in this yard were very similar to my brother." Qu Ying bit her lips lightly and explained: "Although the kitchen has not been fired for a long time, the habit of placing pots and bowls, and kitchen knives stand upright. The angle of sitting and the distance from the cutting board are exactly the same as my brother’s. The yard has been unoccupied for a long time, and the kitchen has no ingredients, only a can of dried Sophora japonica, when I was a child, my brother often made me dumplings stuffed with Sophora japonica.”

Jiang Chen frowned, "Placing pots and bowls, setting up kitchen knives, these are likely to collide."

"You don't understand." Qu Ying shook her head, "My brother's kitchen is extremely particular, and the distance between the kitchen knife and the cutting board must be brought without raising your eyes and reaching for your hand, and it can't be less than a millimeter. Let's put it this way, I have never seen it. No cook, no kitchen is as far from my brother."

Qianwu can understand a little bit.It's like his painting workbench, which looks messy, but as long as someone touches it, even if he just picks up a pen and puts it down, he will find something is wrong.

"Then do you have any intuition these days?" Qianwu asked.

Qu Ying didn't say a word, she nodded after a long time, and looked at the water tank in the yard.

She slowly raised her finger and pointed to the water tank and said: "I always feel that there is something near the gate of the courtyard, but the courtyard is empty and there is nothing. If there is anything, it can only be it."

Drawing on the experience of the Qianwu team yesterday, today the players searched through their lucky bags and replaced all the private items that can be exchanged for ingredients. A few people who can cook home-cooked dishes fried those vegetables and meat. Peng Peng used the Ajiu copy He exchanged a hosta in his pocket for a fish, worked hard all evening, and finally managed to save a big meal.

Qianwu had been thinking about the wooden gallbladder in the house, and when he came out, everyone had already set up a big round table in the yard, and there were not enough seats, so many people just picked up the dishes and ate while standing.

He looked around, "

Why is there no rice? "

"They don't eat it. You have to eat it? I cooked some for you separately, and let it simmer for another minute." Qu Ying said.

Qian Wu was puzzled, and after asking, he found out that these people decided to rely on their livers in order to avoid being killed when they dreamed of Yin Meng at night.Everyone stays together at night and no one sleeps. For this reason, they don't even touch the staple food, because too much carbohydrates will make people sleepy.

"..."

Qian Wu silently took a bowl full of steaming rice from Qu Ying, bowed his head and ate two mouthfuls.

Everyone watched eagerly, wanting to cry with envy.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Wang Bin rubbed the vegetable soup on his chin, "You're really tough, I've entered so many dungeons, even someone as tough as you would have died a long time ago."

Qianwu ate his meat and his meal very seriously, and said calmly: "I rarely dream, unless it is related to the clues of the dungeon. Dream drinking is obviously just a death trigger item, and has nothing to do with the clues."

After entering the nerve, he woke up every night until dawn, and the quality of sleep was so high that he almost forgot what insomnia felt like.

What's more, Jiang Chen has been incessantly lately. If he really said that he was dreaming, he probably only dreamed that he was so tired that he wanted to cry.

Thinking of this, Qianwu stomped on Jiang Chen's feet while eating.

The young and calm Young Marshal Jiang picked up the fish belly meat and put it into his bowl without saying a word.

After dinner, more than 40 people divided into two groups and picked the two most spacious rooms.They agreed to play games in a circle, and if anyone fell asleep, they would beat him up collectively, and they would exchange a person to the opposite side every hour.

Qianwu and Jiang Chen came back from a walk after dinner, and the games in the two rooms were at their peak, and there was constant noise, which could not be stopped even with the door closed.

"They won't really want to stay like this all night." Qianwu yawned, lowering his eyes wearily, "I hope they don't wake me up at night."

Jiang Chen raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "08:30, are you sleepy so soon?"

"Didn't sleep well last night." Qian Wu asked in a low voice, "Are you going to check that water tank at night?"

Jiang Chen murmured, "Let's check it at night. Peng Peng and the others just don't dare to sleep. Instead of playing games with those people, it's better to do something serious."

As he spoke, his tone softened again, "Sleep when you're sleepy, and we'll take it easy outside."

Qianwu nodded.

He really felt sleepy, his eyelids were terribly heavy, and he couldn't help lying flat within a few seconds of sitting on the bed, and then turned over and fell asleep.

When he was sleepy, he noticed that Jiang Chen carefully pulled his injured hand to the pillow, turned it over with the palm facing up, covered him with the quilt again, and kissed him on the forehead.

Autumn is cold, Jiang Chen's lips are cold when he comes back from the outside.

Qianwu is afraid of the heat but not the cold, and feels very comfortable after being kissed, so he hummed in his dream.

I don't know how long he slept, Qian Wu got hotter and hotter as he slept, Jiang Chen covered him with a thick quilt, he fell asleep and felt his whole body steamed up, and his face also had a little fever.

It wasn't until he kicked off the quilt and felt chills all over his body like sweat evaporating, that he realized that he might have caught a cold.

Qianwu struggled to open his eyes, the dark and quiet room was within his line of sight, and a dark shadow of furniture was reflected on the table.He lifted his heavy eyelids and looked out the door.

The door was opened a small crack, Jiang Chen and the others were talking in a low voice beside the water tank in the courtyard, the water tank seemed to have been moved to a different position.

Qian Wu closed his eyes sleepily and wanted to go back to sleep, when he suddenly got a jolt and sat up abruptly.

The black shadow on the table is a long strip. At first, he intuitively thought it was the frame of the paintings on the wall, until he suddenly realized just now, this small shabby house is not Cyril's castle, where are there so many paintings?

In the darkness, Viper was quietly hanging against the wall, seemingly admiring his sleeping face in the dark. When he looked over, the extremely low hissing snake laughter sounded around him again.

Qianwu wanted to move, but once again found that he couldn't move his limbs.He opened his mouth to call for help, but no sound came out.

Everything was so quiet, but the voices in the courtyard became more real and clear, Jiang Chen and Qu Ying were discussing the sword forging furnace, Qian Wu opened his eyes wide, watching the viper copper sword approaching with a hiss.

The shadow of the knife was reflected in the dark pupils, and it came out of the sheath silently in front of his eyes, and then the blade swung across the air, and the hot blade touched his Adam's apple.

Life and death, between the line.

Adder didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. Seeing that he was stiff, the blade let go of his neck and turned upside down, leaving only a long and thin bloodstain.Then the back of the knife suddenly became flexible, wrapping around his neck hissingly.

The feeling of suffocation deepened, and as the knives were tightly wound, Qianwu became more and more difficult to breathe. He even heard the sound of his cervical vertebrae being squeezed.

In the surge of despair, he suddenly thought of many capital punishments in ancient times. To outsiders, binding and gagging may seem to be only a small part of ensuring the execution, but for the prisoners, perhaps that is the most cruel.Can't struggle to dodge, can only bear 100%.

In the courtyard, Jiang Chen suddenly interrupted Zhong Liye's analysis, "Why do I feel that Qianwu is awake, I'll go and have a look."

The viper, which was tightening up, gave a sudden pause, as if feeling frightened, it immediately sped up its movements.

Qianwu was strangled until he almost passed out, until Jiang Chen walked outside the door and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he slapped the door open, and immediately stepped forward to grab Viper's handle in fright and anger.

Viper hissed very dissatisfied like a roar, loosened the blade wrapped around Qianwu, returned to a short and straight shape, struggled out of Jiang Chen's hand, and disappeared after returning to the sheath.

Qianwu lost his strength in an instant, fell backward until his back was against the wall, and covered his neck with his hands, coughing continuously.

Coughing and coughing, he felt his throat was fishy and sweet, his capillaries burst and he coughed up blood, and his neck was painful and congested, swollen and itchy, which was very uncomfortable.

Jiang Chen hurriedly poured water for him, and Zhong Liye and the others also hurried in.

"Endless?" Peng Peng was shocked, "I thought this matter was over, what's wrong with it not giving up?"

Qian Wu took the tea bowl to drink water, Jiang Chen re-opened the code while reciting for him.

He already had a guess in his heart, but before he could say it, the second half of the sentence appeared in the code.

【#4 Vipers can be dissuaded from taking their wives, but they will never give up. 】

"It means that it will still wait for an opportunity to kill Qianwu every night, and you have to stay close to it." Zhong Liye sighed, "No way, why does this kind of knife still exist?"

Qianwu poured two bowls of water and calmed down for a while before finally being able to speak.

There was a thick red mark wound around the blade on his neck. He lightly covered it with his palm and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"It's a discovery." Peng Peng said, "When the water tank was removed, the floor tiles below were all broken, covered with black ash that could not be wiped off, and there were still carbon residues in the cracks. But there were three circular places that were very Clean, there was something pressing on it before."

Qian Wu understood, "The forging furnaces used for forging knives in the town are all three-legged, and it used to be the place where assassins forged knives."

Qu Ying said, "We pried open the bricks that were about to crumble into slag, and found a few pieces of broken paper underneath, but we don't know what they mean."

As she spoke, she brought over those few tattered pieces of yellow paper, but Qian Wu didn't take it, and just glanced at her hand.

There is no writing on the paper, only long holes of different lengths and thicknesses.

"It's like the damage caused by burning hot carbon ash with a wooden stick." Jiang Chen said, "If a blind person wants to make some records, they must have text that can be touched. Carving paper in a hot way is indeed a This should be a record he made casually when forging the knife, but no one can guess what these words mean."

A piece of paper was scalded dozens of times, so that the paper was almost unbearable.If that was the record of every forging attempt, the assassin really failed too many times.

After a long time, Qianwu gently rubbed his neck and said to Jiang Chen, "Accompany me to Futian's house."

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

Qianwu unwrapped the gauze wrapped around his hands one by one, and said, "Death triggers are getting more and more frequent, time is running out, I want to take another look at the wood gallbladder."

The author has something to say: The little nerve rolled over on the floor.

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