Earth Exam [Unlimited]

The earthen pot in his hand was about two palms in size, covered with mud, and the lame man wiped the earthen pot vigorously with his dirty sleeves, and hesitantly handed it forward.

There was a bit of hope in his cloudy eyes: "...here."

Jane took it quietly and put the crock pot in the backpack behind her back.

"You've been living here?" Ning Zhi asked casually, "You're the only one?"

Perhaps they mentioned Wang Chunhua, and they looked kind-hearted and harmless. The cripple was unexpectedly frank with them: "It turned out that there were a few old guys who lived here, and they all left one after another in the past few years, and I was the only one left. It’s gone.” The cripple said, “Maybe in a few years, when I’m gone too, there will really be no one here.”

"Isn't this a school? Where are the students in the school?"

"Their parents made a lot of money and sent them to live outside the mountain..." There was a sense of emptiness in his eyes, "They all went to enjoy life, and nothing happened..."

"Nothing happened..."

He seemed to be trapped in his own thoughts, muttering words that Jian Qiao and the others couldn't understand: "The retribution didn't come..."

"...nothing came."

After returning to Fengfeng Street from the dilapidated school, it was already dark, and the lights were lit in the homestay. From a distance, it looked like a will-o'-the-wisp picking someone to eat.

The seats on the first floor were basically full. As soon as Jane entered the door, she saw Ruan Sangting and the others gathered at the noon position with solemn expressions.

"Qiu Xian has been discovered." Ruan Sangting vaguely stated his speculation, "There is a high possibility that something will go wrong tonight."

"There are several large boxes of red paint in the backyard of the hotel." Qiu Xian's complexion was very red, obviously feeling guilty for the possibility of hurting them, "The paint is too messy. When I checked it, it rubbed a little on the sleeve. It was seen by the lady boss."

At that time, the proprietress looked very strange, as if he had discovered some secret that should never be discovered. After being frightened, there was the kind of ruthlessness that wanted to silence her.

Miao Shuangshuang took a deep breath and expressed their final guess:

"...Therefore, we suspect that Phoenix Crying Blood is artificial."

It is a normal behavior to artificially create unique landscapes to attract tourists and increase per capita income, but when combined with these misty doubts, it gives people a rather uncomfortable feeling.

The first question before them is

What was the motivation for making this landscape?

In other words, what happened when the landscape first appeared?

Everyone at the table fell into silence.

"Eat less later."

The place next to the back door on the first floor has already started serving food.

"If the people in the homestay really have something wrong with us—" Jian said quietly, "they will definitely attack us tonight."

——The food has slowly arrived at their side.

The proprietress smiled and put the dishes on the table one by one.

When she walked away, Ning Zhi tapped the edge of the bowl with chopsticks, and said with emotion: "The rice is good rice, so I don't know if the water is good water."

It's impossible for everyone to like a dish, but rice is always foolproof. If you don't eat vegetables, you have to eat.

Into the night

Jane quietly heard a very light "click" sound at the door of his room, and then the key was turned, and the door was pushed open from the outside, bringing a slight wind.

The approaching footsteps were very light and cautious.

Jane opened her eyelids slightly.

In the blurred vision, there was a group of black shadows in the shape of a human, holding a slender object in his hand——it didn't look like a dangerous tool like a knife.

He temporarily gave up the idea of ​​waking up.

——The person who came was the owner of the homestay.

When he tied Jane with the hemp rope, he kept breathing nervously, and his violent heartbeat could be heard in the silent night, but his hands were steady, even revealing a sense of proficiency.

Jian Qiao felt that she was stuffed into a sack, and then carried on her shoulders.

Jane quietly opened her eyes.

The quality of this sack is not very good, the warp and weft weaving is sparse and thin, and you can vaguely feel the changes in the surrounding light and shadow.

He felt himself going down the stairs and out the door of the hotel.

"Is this the last one?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

"The last one." Jane heard the boss's voice quietly, "These bastards must have thought that the medicine was in the soup and vegetables, so they ate some white rice."

"Be smart."

Of course they knew that the medicine was in the meal, and they started to induce vomiting after eating it in a hurry. The remaining part of the medicine had some effect, but it would not be too great.

"Put it in the old place?"

"No." Jian quietly heard the sound of pulling the bag, which belonged to the proprietress, "There have been more and more tourists in recent years, and I'm afraid they will be found out...put them to the phoenix eyes first, and finish shipping the paint tomorrow Then put them out in a box..."

"Why don't we settle it here..." Another strange voice said, "What about this night, if you wake up, you will be in trouble."

"I know the dose I take...a cow can be overwhelmed..." The proprietress lowered her voice, "...a few die every year, and the police don't pay much attention...the methods are similar..."

"Their lives are worthless...it's tomorrow's paint, don't make a mistake and smash the signboard!"

"I know, I know! Don't you feel relieved when I do things?"

Jane quietly felt that they started to move around, and the sound of footsteps sounded, and the conversation became a little noisy.

"There are still two girls in this batch. It's a pity to throw them away..." Someone was confused, "Why don't we keep them, there are still many naked people in the village..."

"You don't have a brain!" The proprietress cursed angrily, "All those who fell to death were men, and those who disappeared were all women. How can there be such a rare thing in the world!"

"The police don't care, but they're not fools!" the proprietress warned, "If what happened a few years ago happens again, you will be shot yourself! I won't wipe your ass!"

The voice of the person who proposed earlier was obviously weak: "All right, all right, don't keep it, let's play with the head office..."

"Don't mess around, I always feel uneasy in my heart, as if something is going to happen." The proprietress's heart was beating wildly, and she didn't know if it was because the person on her back was too heavy. She always felt very uneasy, and urged, "Hurry up!"

There were a few echoes from around, and the voice of speaking slowly stopped.

Jian Qiao could no longer hear any useful information, so she could only focus on the surrounding environment, hoping to get some clues.

He could feel that the person carrying him was walking upwards, during which branches brushed against his body—it should be a deserted path.

They walked around for a while, and Jian Qiao felt that she was let down, a little damp through the woven bag, and there was a smell of mud.

"Let's put it here first." The proprietress said, "I'll deal with it tomorrow."

The sound of Longlong's footsteps gradually faded away.

After confirming that they would not return, Jane quietly started to move her wrists—the hemp rope was not tied tightly, probably because they were full of confidence in the efficacy of their medicine.

Jane easily broke free from the rope and tore open the woven bag. With the dim moonlight at night, he vaguely saw several similar woven bags lying beside him. When he opened it, there were Ning Zhi, Ruan Sangting and Miao Shuang inside. Frost.

Without Qiu Xian.

They didn't take too much medicine, and they had already started to react a little when Jane saved them.

Apparently, other people also noticed the problem in the first place.

"Qiu Xian is not here." Ruan Sangting said, "His current situation is much more dangerous than ours."

"The chances of being alive are very high, and there will be no unsolvable dead ends in the examination room." Ning Zhi struggled to stand up from the woven bag, "As long as we are fast enough, everything will turn around."

"This way." Miao Shuangshuang was bending over to check the traces on the ground, when a gust of wind blew past, a choking fragrance came, "This is the way they came."

——People who have survived until now always have some hole cards and life-saving skills.

"No wonder you are so fragrant today." Ruan Sangting complained, "It's like a walking perfume bottle along the way."

"If you don't talk, no one will think you are dumb." The remaining tiredness was taken away by the mountain wind at night, and Miao Shuangshuang said angrily, "If you delay for a while, the fragrance will become weaker, and I will be just screaming." Even a dog reincarnated can’t find a way.”

"Let's go." Ruan Sangting rubbed the tip of his nose justifiably, and followed up staggeringly.

Miao Shuangshuang was leading the way. About halfway through the walk, there was a fork in the road, one east and one west, running in the opposite direction.

The fog came up silently.

"The scent is gone."

The fragrance that had been lingering in the air suddenly disappeared at this moment, and the tiny sound of insects hidden in the air also stopped suddenly. What was in front of them was a multiple-choice question fraught with danger.

"I don't remember that we passed a fork in the road." Ning Zhi's sense of direction has always been excellent, and it's impossible for her not to have no sense of this kind of extremely obvious fork in the road.

"Let's try to restore it." Jane quietly closed her eyes and asked Ruan Sangting to carry him up, and tried to walk in the direction they came from the fork of the two roads.

What was the way they came here?Is it a path formed by exposed stones, or a soft mud path, or is it climbing up by stepping on creaking dead branches and leaves?

Jian Qiao suddenly found that he had no memory at all, the usual sensitivity was completely erased at this moment, and a strange blank appeared in the memory.

He was highly vigilant along the way, and it was impossible not to pay attention to these details.

The fog circled behind them, covering the way they came. The place where they stood began to shrink, and the fog opened its teeth and claws. choice.

The east side is the road up the mountain, and the west side is the road down the mountain.

I don't know if it was Jian Qiao's illusion, but he felt that the fog was more active, and his intuition told him that the fog...

no offence.

"Go to the fog." Obviously it was a very strange situation, but Jian Qiao believed the answer in his heart without hesitation. Facing the surprised eyes of several other people, he felt calmer than ever before, "The road is in the fog."

He didn't try to persuade the other three people to follow his advice, he didn't know where his sudden, strange and firm intuition came from, he just felt that these fogs seemed to hide a great secret, and now, he could hardly touched the edge.

The roads on both sides were clean and flat. He stepped into the mist in the middle, and the mist covered him like a tide. He seemed to have passed through an invisible barrier. In front of him was an ancient village, and the setting sun hung like blood on the horizon. , a crow flew in front of him, making a hoarse "ga——".