Seven Days, Seven Nights

The chaos in the cemetery at night, a little bit of wind and grass, can be creepy.

The people guarding the cemetery slept deeply in the house, and several wild cats could not hear the noise.

This area is not a basin, but a steep slope, the highest point can reach more than ten meters.The road is not easy to walk, weeds grow wildly in the gaps between the piles of rubble, and every step Suer takes, he has to avoid stepping on the graves, which is quite a waste of time.

When you reach the high ground, your vision will be much wider.

There was an inconspicuous bungalow in the distance, and Suer guessed that it was Xu He's secret base.

Xu He and Wang Sansi have one thing in common, they are suspicious.Although it is not clear what happened in the middle and changed the place of the sealed things in the incense burner, but if they knew about it or even the perpetrator, they would definitely transplant the Poison King to the nearest place.

The mission of the anti-drug dog before his death was to detect drugs.

Just as Suer was thinking about where to explore, the surrounding trees suddenly began to shake unnaturally. His brain had not yet analyzed what had happened, and his body reacted first and dodged behind a large stone monument.

The game shields the charm value skill, so that the player can not judge people and ghosts.This restriction seems to be two-way, and the magnetic field of ghosts to people is not as sensitive as in other copies.

The stamp ghost wandered in the tomb room, and Su Er's existence was not immediately discovered.

It stood in one place and released the Yin Qi on its body. Some sleeping ghosts sucked unconsciously, and the feeding suddenly stopped for a while, and several of them were forced to wake up because they were not angry.

After the stamp ghost counted, I was a little disappointed. Of the five ghosts who woke up, three were estimated to be a hundred years old before they died. They crouched and couldn't even do normal possession.

The only advantage is that they are slow thinking and easy to control.

Stamp ghost: "Listen to my command later. In a while, two young people will come here, one is called Suer, white T trousers, and the other is called Ji Heng, uncut."

Hearing the words'unsharp', Sur hiding in the dark almost laughed.

When Ji Heng entered the dungeon, his hair style had changed because of his settings, and he did not approach the rich woman like him. So far, he is still wearing the tattered gown.

Stamp ghost: "Now you start to prepare, wait for them to come..."

Su Er breathed tightly after the stele, and quickly raised his ears without letting go of any word, thinking that he had accidentally broken a huge conspiracy against himself and Ji Heng.

"Sprinkle small petals and give gifts to create the illusion of a god-given relationship."

"..."

Sur couldn't help straightening his stiff spine, and after a careful review, he was sure that he heard it right.His complexion suddenly changed... Could it be that after retrieving the memory, the stamp ghost lost his mind?

The stamp ghost is also there to explain the key points, indicating that it must be lured.

The more he listened to Su Er, the more surprised he was. The slightly heavy breathing was instantly caught. In the blink of an eye, the stamp ghost appeared behind the stele where Su Er was hiding, hanging upside down and looking at him: "Are you eavesdropping?"

With his eyes facing each other, Sul is not much afraid, and ghosts must follow the rules to kill.

"I'm looking for a stamp." Suer preemptively: "Why did you try to get Ji Heng and me together from the beginning?"

The stamp ghost brewed for a while, ready to make up a story.

Too familiar with the change of attitude before the nonsense, like looking in a mirror, unable to ask the truth. Sur simply interrupted: "Why not cooperate? I don't know why you did this, but you can cooperate. You can tell me accordingly. Where are the dog stamps."

The stamp ghost thought carefully and felt that superficial effort could be done. The new boss seemed to have a bad temper. In case it messed up things, it might be cold.

"If you can find it here, it shows that your idea is correct."

The host can't explain the topic, let alone a ghost.

The stamp ghost said very implicitly: "Just don't forget that everything is relative."

Sur said: "You mean you can think backwards, try to lead it to find me."

"Bah, I didn't say it!" The stamp ghost backed back again and again, barely accusing him of harming the ghost.

Sur was not a cross-river and bridge, so he immediately added: "This is the crystallization of my personal wisdom."

The stamp ghost was relieved and deliberately glanced in the direction.

Seeing that it can convey the answer with his eyes, Su Er thoughtfully, suddenly realized that the stamp ghost is a prerequisite for the fairness of the copy.It can bring critical information to players on the righteous side, otherwise the benefits will be taken up by drug dealers, and there is no chance for the other side to stand up.

When he reached the place implied by the stamp ghost, Sur didn't feel anything. He slapped his heart viciously in his palm, and the blood dripped on the ground. Both the taste and the spreading speed were like rust, and soon drifted with the night wind. Around.

The sound of the beast pierced the eardrum.

The roar was too stern, Suer couldn't tell what decibel range it was in, and his head buzzed.

A black group perfectly blended into the night and swooped in, and there was a tendency to bite the palm of the bloody palm.Sur hid fast enough. In a few short seconds, he seemed to touch something quite sharp between his fingers, and the tingling sensation reminded him that there were more places to break his skin.

Regardless of the wound, Suer quickly retracted his hand into his sleeve and put his back behind him, restraining the smell of blood from spreading.

The moon appeared behind the dark clouds, and he finally saw the black mass a few meters away.

A giant dog is staring at him viciously.

The fried hair here definitely doesn't have the slightest sense of cuteness. Every hair of the black dog is erected, as hard as a steel needle.

A distance away, Suer clearly felt the black dog hated him and couldn't help wondering... Even if the drug dog turned into an evil spirit, the instinct might be murder, but there shouldn't be that kind of hostility in his eyes.

Yu Guang was noticing whether there were any big trees around, and suddenly thought of something. He tore off his sleeves that had been soaked with incense ash before, and threw them out with a stone.

At almost the same time, the black dog pounced towards the stone.

Sure enough... Su Er breathed a sigh of relief, the source was the fragrance.

Even if it has been dead for a long time, the drug detection dogs still subconsciously bite and reject the smell.

After solving the hidden danger, he firmly grasped the two red papers given by Ji Heng earlier, and the black dog had scruples and did not dare to act rashly.

Sur's gaze was also afraid to look away, keeping his eyes on the dog to prevent it from taking the opportunity to attack.Secretly carefully took out a clay figure from the pocket of his coat, and asked without squinting, "Can you speak dog language?"

The clay figurine certainly doesn't have this skill, because it injects too little Yin Qi, it can't even act as a villain like Sur in the first place.

Su Er Yu Guang looked at the stamp ghost.

Stamp ghost: "If you die, you will know if it will happen."

Suer then gave up communication.

The black dog suddenly turned around and yelled in the other direction. Su Er thought he was Xu He, but he was about to dodge, when the stamp ghost suddenly said, "Don't forget the good things you promised."

The perfunctory words are about to be spoken.

The stamp ghost suddenly took out one-time props. After being caught, ten boxes of dowry gifts can be saved. It can still afford a few props that can only be used in a single copy.

Adhering to the principle of not letting go of any wool that can be stalked, Sur did not refuse.

Just when the visitor finally approached, the familiar figure dilated in his pupils a little bit. After seeing Ji Heng clearly, Suer greeted him with a shy smile: "You are here."

Ji Heng fixedly looked at him for a few seconds, and put a backhand talisman on Su's forehead.

"..."

As soon as the talisman touched the skin, as its owner let go, it immediately fell lightly.

Ji Heng frowned, took the talisman and put it away again, and looked at Suer carefully: "Not possessed?"

Sur kept smiling.

Ji Heng could see the indifference behind his smile, glanced at the stamp ghost on the sidelines, contacted him to make up stories over and over again, trying to establish a relationship between himself and Su, and faintly guessed some inner affair.

"Thank you." Ji Heng gently helped him smooth his hair that was blown up by the wind. With a gentle smile, he turned and walked towards the black dog, seemingly ready to control the dog spirit.

Suer took the opportunity to walk to the stamp ghost: "Love is on show. Give me benefits."

The stamp ghost kept the contract and handed over the one-time props.

Su Er put it in his pocket and said by the way, "You should be able to see that it is acting."

There is no point in doing so.

The stamp ghost speaks and says: "Smart people are good at acting."

Every performance process is a psychological suggestion, the highest state of acting is actually self-deception.

As a player, Sur only stares at the immediate benefits, and is too lazy to analyze the psychology of a ghost.There was not much movement on Ji Heng's side. As soon as Su Er turned around, he saw him squatting in front of the black dog, the black dog grinning, but he didn't jump on it.

Sur raises his eyebrows, is it the essence of everything?

Stamp ghost: "Don't be lazy, I will check it from time to time."

"it is good."

The stamp ghost disappeared.

The black dog reluctantly followed Ji Heng with his ferociousness suppressed, and ran towards the place where the most unpleasant smell was emitted as he ordered.

In the middle, Ji Heng asked casually: "What is that ghost doing?"

"I don't know, there is some misunderstanding." Su Er said lightly: "The Rose Gentleman is its new boss. It is impossible to give such an absurd order."

Ji Heng also didn't care about the calculations of stamp ghosts, and only said: "The opportunity is rare. You look at making more benefits."

Sur nodded.

The black dog dislikes the taste of humans, which is unavoidable as a soul, but it hates poppies even more. The conditioned reflex formed in the past training makes the black dog unconsciously search for that taste after death.

Ji Heng touched its head. The black dog trembled. The hard fur left a few blood marks on the palm. Ji Heng didn't care, but when the black dog stopped, he warned: "In case there are outsiders coming, You want to hide it for the first time."

The black dog growled impatiently.

Sur: "Can it understand humans?"

Ji Heng: "It can feel threatened."

"..."

The restlessness and irritability of the black dog did not come from Ji Heng. Su Er looked around and saw a familiar surname: Xu.

He is very sensitive to this word now, even in the thin moonlight, he can see it at a glance.

"Xu Chengguang."

Forget the years of birth and death, it may be Xu He's father, especially the time of death.

Suer bent down and found that the soil was very loose, as if it was turning frequently.

Digging is a kind of talent, whether it is digging for others or real digging, Sur is very good at digging, immediately ready to plan with his bare hands.

"wound."

Ji Heng reminded him, thinking of the injury on his hand, Su Er stood up angrily.

Ji Heng analyzed: "Although the people who guard the cemetery don't care, they often dig the grave and move too much."

Su Er was startled: "Is it possible that there is a mechanism?"

He collapsed a step forward, and pressed a hand on the stone tablet. It was really just a handy attempt. I never thought that the ground shook. The top layer of loess shook off, and a gully cracked in the middle of the tomb, revealing the coffin inside.

Several moths flew out suddenly.

Suer: "...The last time I saw this bridge was Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai."

Ji Heng looked down: "Xu He is really not particular about it."

The old man’s cemetery is used directly to hide things, even if the player cannot have much affection for the nominal parents in the dungeon, he will generally avoid doing taboo things.

What's more, after the coffin was opened, the old man only had a white skeleton, and a huge flower took root on it. Some of the roots were too thick, which directly broke the bones.The elderly have fractures in the neck and chest to some extent, and the cause of death may be man-made.

"Poison King?"

While speaking, Suer saw the black dog spinning around in place, and knew that this dog alone could not deal with it.

Ji Heng didn't know if it was a daring master of art, so he pulled off a petal directly.

The flowers didn't mean to attack at all, letting them be dragged down piece by piece.

Finally, Ji Heng stopped ruining the flowers: "It's a bit troublesome."

Sur saw the anomaly but didn't know the cause.

Ji Heng explained: "It has a heart, but the heart grows last."

Brain filled the scene for a while, Su Er frowned: "The attack before..."

"Even if it becomes scum, it can be recovered."

I wanted to ask what would happen if my heart grows halfway through, but when Ji Heng lowered his head in thought, Suer knew that this method was useless.Changed to a more realistic question: "Why didn't Xu He send someone to guard?"

Ji Heng: "The moment when this type of monster grows up is the peak period. Getting closer is equivalent to dying, but after that, its power will gradually decline and fall asleep again."

"So the best time to sell is to wait for it to enter a recession?"

Ji Heng nodded: "Time is limited."

Seven days and seven nights is the limit of the time to complete the mission in all dungeons. Before that, no matter how powerful the Poison King is, he must find a way to eradicate it.

The petals that had been torn off a few minutes ago grew back, and only the last point before the Poison King could fully bloom.

Ji Heng: "Leave here first."

Su Er just took a few steps and suddenly grabbed Ji Heng and said in a low voice, "Can this flower understand people?"

Asking casually, what I heard was an unexpected answer.

"can."

Ji Heng: "It's very common to turn a demon into a human form, just like the white fox you've met in Tianji City before."

Hearing that Su Er suddenly took a step back, glanced at the flowers growing on the bones and began to comment: "Poison King really deserves its reputation. If I have never seen rose flowers, I must call it the world's most beautiful."

After a long while, he said slowly: "The rose is gorgeous, and the shape can seduce people after being transformed, but the poison king can only use the smell to create hallucinations. What does this mean?"

Ji Heng was funny, and asked in cooperation: "What does it mean?"

Sur: "It's not confident about its appearance."

After finishing talking, he didn't give the Poison King a chance to express his position at all, pressed the mechanism again, and ran away after cursing me.

The black dog was forced to follow not far and near, and tried to escape several times, but ended in failure.

Ji Heng: "In a long time at the latest, the Poison King will fully grow up."

Sur: "The staff of the Management Bureau must be searching for us all over the town now."

Ji Heng stopped suddenly and looked at the black dog: "It's too conspicuous."

After thinking about it, I took out a stamp and dangled in front of it.

Of course, the black dog can be turned into a stamp, but he still wants to fight back.After all, under the threat, he was unwilling to temporarily become a fluttering stamp.

There is no need to guard against black dogs that will run away or counterattack at any time, it is much easier to act.

"One tandem is too far away." I don't know when the stamp ghosts will appear, so I earnestly fulfill the duty of random inspection.

Suer cooperated with Ji Heng walking side by side.

Ji Heng suddenly asked, "Where is the host?"

The stamp ghost pointed a direction very generously.

He wished that the two of them would bother with the new boss and be killed.

Ji Heng walked towards the place where his finger was, and said as he walked: "That flower remembers our smell, and it will definitely catch up as soon as it takes shape."

Su Er expressed his understanding, who asked them to discuss how to kill each other under the nose of the poison king.

Ji Heng: "Delay as much time as possible."

The longer the consumption, the more advantageous.

The Poison King's strength will gradually decline from the peak every minute.

In a dark alley, Su Er and Ji Heng managed to meet the host.

The rose gentleman smiled playfully and looked at the distant hillside: "Something has gone down the mountain."

Sur's expression tightened.

This dark alley is very humid and is often used as a garbage disposal site with an unpleasant smell.

Ji Heng: "Find a place to hide."

He found a hiding place in front of the host.

Before long, a coquettish woman appeared in the alley, who was the poison king after her transformation.

She was affected by the smell of garbage.

The rose gentleman stretched out his hand and opened his mouth to point out the hiding place of the two. The woman on the other side suddenly noticed the rose flower in his ear and thought of the two bastards who ranted last night.

What rose is the most beautiful, tasteless thing!

"So ugly." The woman looked disgusted and looked at the slightly dim rose in the day with contempt.

"..."

The curvature of the rose gentleman’s mouth was slightly retracted, and the breath underneath him was cold and dangerous: "What did you say?"

The little clay figurine sitting on his shoulders was not too fluent in speaking, and he was helpful in answering every word: "She, say, you... ugly."

The last word is pronounced very hard.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

When the tomb loyal servant presided:

Sur: I kind of miss the Rose Gentleman, he can't tell lies anyway.

When the rose gentleman presided:

Sur: I want to keep the tomb, at least he will actively provide information.