In an escape game...

Yun Xubai and Jiao Huai heard almost everything from the corner of the wall, avoiding startling others, and quietly left the alley, Feng Sheng and Qi Yiqi didn't notice them from the beginning to the end.

Jiao Huai didn't know when she picked up a weed and shook it repeatedly, commenting: "These two people have good brains, but their methods are too rough and have no sense of beauty."

Yun Xubai reminded him: "They want to kill you."

Hearing that the target of the two murderers tonight is me, instead of being afraid, they are still discussing that the murderer's methods are not aesthetically pleasing, is it appropriate?

Jiao Huai sneered: "I'm not stupid, I won't stand and let them kill me."

"Oh?" Yun Xubai raised his eyebrows: "Then what are you going to do?"

Jiao Huai twitched the corners of her lips, it didn't look like she was joking: "I'm going to act first, and I'll find a pharmacy later to see if there are any necessary home medicines such as 'Smiling half-step epilepsy' and 'Crane top red'" .”

What kind of messed up method is this, Yun Xubai smiled: "You've watched too many movies."

Jiao Huai returned to her indifferent expression: "The big deal is to give them the props, anyway, the props are quite tasteless."

"What's your prop?" Yun Xubai asked.

Jiao Huai threw away the weeds: "Your name."

"Ok?"

Jiao Huai: "My novice prop is called 'Your Name'. It is a body-changing prop that can exchange bodies with people."

This prop is interesting, Yun Xubai asked: "Do I need to obtain the other party's consent?"

"No, you can forcibly switch bodies by calling the opponent's name when using the prop."

"How long is the time limit?"

"24 hours."

Yun Xubai stopped, turned around and looked at Jiao Huai: "Do you want the props in Feng Sheng's hand?"

Jiao Huai looked up at him: "I'll go to the pharmacy and ask if there is any..."

Yun Xu laughed angrily: "Don't ask about medicine, I have a solution."

Looking at Yun Xubai's smiling eyes, Jiao Huai was taken aback: "What way?"

Yun Xubai hooked his fingers: "Let's switch bodies."

Jiao Huai frowned, eyes full of disgust: "What kind of solution is this?"

"I'll tell you later." Yun Xubai deliberately teased him: "Why, are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid." With Jiao Huai's personality, she couldn't bear aggressive tactics the most, so she gave him a fierce look and shouted rudely: "Yun Xubai!"

Yun Xubai's eyes darkened, and he felt his soul being sucked out of his body by a tyrannical force, his head was dizzy, as if he had been paralyzed by alcohol.

After this strange feeling disappeared, his consciousness returned, only to find that the scene in front of him had completely changed.

He raised his hand, and the small hand was wrapped with circles of bandages. With a slight movement, he could feel the pain of the wound.

Jiao Huai leaned over to look at Yun Xubai, and said curiously: "So this is how I look in other people's eyes, tsk tsk, it's a little too cute."

Jiao Huai faced Yun Xubai's face, her eyes were loose, and her ending sound was lazy, like a dude.

Yun Xubai looked at his own face in front of him, really a little awkward.

According to his plan, there is still time to change his body tonight, but if he changes now, he can change back tomorrow afternoon, which is more appropriate.

"Don't talk nonsense." As soon as Yun Xubai opened his mouth, he heard a childish voice. He coughed and said in a low voice, "Come here, and I'll tell you about tonight's plan."

Although his body has become smaller, as an older brother, he cannot lose his momentum!

"Why am I so short?" The height gap was too big, Jiao Huai simply squatted down, resting her chin, and looking at Yun Xubai.

Yun Xubai leaned into his ear and whispered the plan.

As Jiao Huai listened, his eyes lit up, as if filled with a bowl of clear tea soup. When he smiled, there were ripples. He licked his lips: "I can't wait."

After discussing with each other, the two continued on the road. The farther they were from the well, the more popular it became, and the number of pedestrians gradually increased.

Jiao Huai kicked pebbles as she walked, and after changing into a taller body, her field of vision expanded: "It turns out that growing up is like this, it's fun."

"Restrain." Yun Xubai's expression was calm, and Jiaohuai's face was less hostile, like a little prince carved in pink and jade.

The two walked together and attracted a lot of attention along the way.

Jiao Huai was so obedient, she stopped kicking stones, and pointed to the crooked teams on the street, curious: "What are they doing?"

Yun Xubai picked a kind-hearted passerby to inquire about.

"You can see that they are from other places." The other party said happily: "The mayor's wife's memorial day is coming. Every year at this time, the mayor will give out porridge and cakes to the townspeople for seven consecutive days."

As soon as this topic came out, nearby townspeople joined the group chat one after another:

"The mayor's wife was kind and charitable, but unfortunately died of illness at a young age. After her death, the mayor was very sad and never remarried. In the past few years, he has been doing good deeds to commemorate her and accumulate blessings for her."

"What an infatuated person, such a good person, it's a pity that the sky has no eyes."

Through these two days of observation, it can be found that the background of the copy of "Spiritual Town" is close to that of the Republic of China. The town is remote and feudal, and the official system is somewhat chaotic. The mayor is the most powerful person in the town and is deeply loved by the townspeople.

The townspeople chatted with each other, Yun Xubai led Jiaohuai quietly out of the group chat, and walked to the front of the team.

The mayor's house was much more grand than other houses. A shed was built in front of the door, and there were several large pots on the ground, filled with fragrant hot porridge.

A few kind-hearted aunts waved spoons and deftly served porridge to the townspeople.

Yun Xubai walked to the table where the cakes were placed, and put his little hand on the edge of the table: "Is the mayor at home?"

The aunt who was distributing the cakes looked at the cute little boy in front of her, how cute she looked, she handed him a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and asked softly, "Which family are you from?"

The author has something to say: After checking some information, the word "patrol" in Chapter 2 is inappropriate, so I will delete it

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Brother Xu: "After reading the article, did you comment?"

Jiao Zai: "I commented, I commented, I commented a long time ago."

Brother Xu took a look, and Jiaozai commented: A blood book written by one person will extend the validity of the "Your Name" item by ten years.

Brother Xu: "..." There is no need.