The strongest villain rescue plan [unlimited]

Yi Changan's expression changed when he was caught, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Although he thinks he is a good person, he is definitely not to the extent that he is willing to directly sacrifice himself for a stranger.If there are only some risks, you may be willing to help, but the number "13" is too sensitive, and the NPC maid has already told you not to change rooms. Who would take his own life as a joke for such an obvious death thing?

Thinking of the deep-rooted enmity between the two parties, Qin Dongwan didn't forget to take this opportunity to stab Yi Changan:

"Master Yi, why don't you preach your 'Tao Te Ching'? Isn't now the time for you to show it?"

Yi Changan, who was still confused, suddenly found a breakthrough, and instantly directed his anger at Qin Dongwan:

"You're just sitting on the sidelines, talking sarcastically and diligently, without any sympathy!"

The wind was rustling outside the window, and the mist was blown away, revealing the gorgeous and cold outline of the building. Most of the NPC's regulations still have to be obeyed, otherwise changes will happen later.The NO.13 house number hanging above his head seemed to be a sharp sword, cold to the bone, and his limbs were icy cold.In the eyes of freckles, the two numbers seemed to be distorted into strange shapes. The boy tugged Yi Changan again, tears streaming down his face:

"Brother Yi, save me..."

"Why don't I change it with you."

A crisp female voice sounded, although there was still some hesitation in the tone, it sounded like heaven to Freckles.It's not a good thing to procrastinate here, Ji Yun carefully grabbed Yi Chang'an's sleeve, and pulled him aside, exposing herself in front of freckles, and being held tightly by hands shaking like chaff.

"You go to my room and I come to your room, maybe nothing will happen this way. After all, rules are dead and people are alive..."

Ji Yun said that she didn't have much confidence, but she couldn't bear to see a big boy with freckles already kneeling on the ground begging for help.Zuo Chu, who had been silent all this time, frowned when he saw this, and was about to go up and push the man away from Ji Yun. The middle-aged woman who had previously formed a temporary team with them watched for a long time, but suddenly smiled and took a step forward , squatting beside the freckles whispered not knowing what to say.

Following her few words, the freckled eyes that were originally full of despair gradually showed a little joy, and then quickly glanced at everyone, lowered her head to wipe the red corners of her eyes, and felt a little embarrassing belatedly .Even though his legs were still a little weak, Freckles also stood up from the ground, slowly let go of Ji Yun without Zuo Chu's hands, and thanked him in a low voice.

"I think everyone should go back quickly, I don't know what time it is at night."

After watching the play for a long time, Joss smoothed things over, whispered a few words to the two girls, and then pushed open the door of the room assigned to him by the NPC.After hearing a clear sound of locking, the rest of the people also walked in one by one. Qin Dongwan deliberately slowed down and fell behind. At the last moment of entering the door, he turned his head and met the freckled burning eyes.

The boy turned his head away immediately, his face was obviously hot.

"Think clearly about what to do and what not to do, good night."

After throwing a reminder, she slowly closed the door.

**

The environment in the dungeon this time is much better than the previous one, even more comfortable than her resting place.Perhaps it was because everyone was aristocrats this time, and the rooms they lived in were beautifully furnished, and all the daily necessities that could be owned in this era were readily available.

Qin Dongwan was not in a hurry to wash and rest, and first checked the room thoroughly from the beginning to the end, and found a row of fine and dense needles under the bed.

The season in the dungeon is probably late summer and early autumn, but there are new thick quilts in the cabinet.Qin Dongwan took a little effort to spread the spare quilt on the needles, and after making sure that even if the bed split and fell off in the middle of the night, he would not be injured, he took the knife he brought from the dining room into the bathroom.

After a few times of troubles caused by ghosts in the dungeons and Luo Shu's suggestions, she has learned to prepare everything first under various circumstances.Doors are held up with chairs, ready for emergencies.The atmosphere in this dungeon is a bit abnormal. The danger that appeared for the first time seemed too simple, not like the power of the fifth level at all.

After putting some water on his body and simply wiping his body, Qin Dongwan didn't linger in the bathroom, and went straight back to the dormitory.Before going to bed, I checked again as usual, but accidentally found a bag of rye in the corner.

In her memory, the corner was still clean before she went to take a bath, and there was nothing there.

A dirty little sack full of rye was silently placed in the corner.The sky was very dark, and the fog filled up again after the cold wind passed. There was only one candle lit in the room, and the weak light was not enough for her to see the corner clearly without careful observation.Qin Dongwan's arms were a little stiff, and he squatted down. He didn't dare to touch the thing that appeared suddenly, and he didn't know if it was a death condition, so he hesitated for a while.

The thoughts of pulling back and forth were recalled by slight movements, and a small jackdaw fluttered its wings appeared in the gray mist. The black feathers on the thin wings were almost plucked, revealing the bare flesh.The big-billed jackdaws landed one after another in front of the closed windows, and after finding their habitats, they stood in a row, staring intently at the people in the room.

According to some western legends, the crow is the messenger of the god of death, and once the hoarse cry comes out of the throat, it is the farewell song sung on behalf of the god of death.Qin Dongwan felt cold all over his body, and he didn't know if he had triggered some death conditions, but he felt that it was extremely difficult to swallow his saliva.This is just the beginning. Could it be that the first deceased was not NO.13, but her?

Her number is sandwiched in the middle, obviously it should be safer... Death has nothing to do with the number plate, they all guessed wrong for granted?

The feeling of death descending on the top of the head is very subtle, and cold sweat overflows from the body that has just been wiped off. The thin long skirt is stuck to the back, and the silky satin cannot stop the cold air from soaking through.Crows, rows of crows, those big beak shells that symbolize ecstasy glowed with a cold light, restricting her breathing.Fear is like the tide, submerged bit by bit from bottom to top, Qin Dongwan's palms were sticky, and he stood up slowly.

With one hand she held the sack full of rye, and shook it before the crows so they could see it.These large-billed blackbirds fluttered their wings excitedly and even began to peck at the glass vigorously with their beaks.After seeing such a scene, Qin Dongwan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the rye bag, went to the window and freed up a hand to push the window open, the cold wind choked his face.

Crows flew up into the air and circled down again, scrambling to eat the rye she handed over.After a while, the whole sack of rye was gone, and the crow, who was full, flew away from the window without hesitation, without even looking at her.

After making sure that there were no crows around, Qin Dongwan closed the window suddenly, almost losing his strength.

The crow represents the god of death. If the crow is fed with rye, it is equivalent to the god of death who is full and will not come to take her life for a while.The black bird, the dark pie, the pie-eating king, and the resurrected black bird (crow) reminded Qin Dongwan of a very depressing western black nursery rhyme.She had heard from her roommates before that many of the western nursery rhymes and fairy tales were actually bloody and dark, and "Sixpence" was one of them.

In "Sing a Song of Sixpence", the king eats a pie made of 24 blackbirds, and the moment the pie is cut open, the birds that have been baked into food can still sing.The entire nursery rhyme is full of a dark and mysterious atmosphere. This copy is very similar to "Sixpence", but it must have been changed.

In that nursery rhyme, only the king, queen, and maid appeared, but the little princess of Windsor was obviously an indispensable main force in the copy.The name of the dungeon is called Kingdom of Different Dreams, which made Qin Dongwan a little suspicious that it might be a combination of several dark nursery rhymes connected together.But she doesn't really understand the cultures of other countries. Sixpence is just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

Maybe you can ask the foreigner Joss, he seems to have a plan in mind.If everyone can live to tomorrow.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands, put the bag back where it was, and then lay down on the bed.In order to avoid any accidents outside, Qin Dongwan simply didn't pull the curtains all the way, and left a gap for easy inspection at any time.It was the first time for her to spend the night alone in the dungeon, and while nervous, she couldn't help but miss the peace of mind that Luo Shu was by her side.

The tense nerves gradually fell into sleep in the middle of the night, and not long after resting, Qin Dongwan was awakened by a rustling sound again.There seemed to be something scratching on the wall. When she opened her eyes, the sound gradually became smaller. She couldn't find anything unusual in the room. After holding on for a while, she couldn't help but close her eyes, and heard the sound start again. It rang.

It's a bit like sandpaper rubbing against the wall, and it's a bit like a mouse's teeth chewing on something.Qin Dong was so annoyed and frightened that he sat on the edge of the bed hugging the quilt, holding a knife in his hand, ready to fight or run away at any time.

Through the gaps in the curtains, you can see that the fog outside did not know when it dissipated, revealing a clear and peaceful scene.This is a fairy tale world belonging to a certain ancient century. The bell tower in the distance soars into the sky, with a sharp tip, as if it wants to pierce the moon hanging over the back mountain.

Qin Dongwan didn't feel sleepy and didn't dare to fall asleep alone. He just sat on the bed and waited peacefully for the dawn.The moment when it was so quiet that one could only hear oneself breathing was suddenly broken, and there was a heavy muffled sound in the distance, as if something was crackling and shattered.

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