Seven Days, Seven Nights

If you switch to Gou Baopu here, you might actually conduct a hostile takeover, and you will hold back in private.

The smiling businessman and the mysterious man are in the same company, and it is difficult to do everything, so they deliberately use silence to delay time, waiting for the other party to make a decision.

For a long time, the statue did not move, and the smiling businessman raised his eyebrows... Is this going to be the last?

After a lot of tossing, it was two o'clock in the morning, and Suer was quite sleepy. He held up his spirit and carefully urged: "How much is the estimate?"

The smiling businessman sighed: "Not eligible for acquisition."

Su Er narrowed his eyes and half of his sleepiness, which meant that the statue could never be a normal prop.

He wandered around the head of the person with doubts: "It turned out to be an evil thing."

The mysterious man doesn't care about being sold, anyway, it can be confusing.

Suer looked at Ji Heng and spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless.

"Find a cage and lock it in," Ji Heng recalled about the layout of the room: "There are iron chains under the eagle specimen for decoration. After a while, it will be removed and tied to the neck, and a few more charms will be attached. It should not run away."

The more a smiling businessman listens, the more weird his expression is. What is the difference between this and a dog?

The curvature of the corner of the statue’s mouth has changed from upward to downward, and there is a dark and madness lingering around her body. The smiling businessman really can’t stand it, and pretends to lightly pat on the top of the statue: “Don’t be so troublesome, I’ll do it for you It's handled."

Sur looked at him suspiciously, so kind?

The smiling businessman said sternly: "Simply, it doesn't affect the overall situation."

Suer touched his chin: "So the statue is neither a prop, nor is it related to a copy. The meaning of existence is probably just to mislead the player."

"..."

Coming to the conclusion, he yawned again, waved his hand and said to Ji Heng, "It's okay, go to sleep."

Going upstairs one after another, Suer didn't even close the bedroom door this time, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

The smiling businessman stood there for a while, shook his head, and looked at the stone sculpture silently: "Why?"

After speaking, disappear without a trace.

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When the sky was white, Sur was awakened by the noise.Once again, Ji Heng was staring out of the window without knowing when he was sober.

The eagle flapped its wings against the window with little force, much better than smashing the cable car glass yesterday.

Suer pricked his ears and listened carefully, and found that some of the percussions came from downstairs, and quickly put on his shoes and put on a coat.

"Good morning." Across the heavy door panel, the people outside seemed to know someone was coming, and smiled softly: "Do you need special services?"

Suer gently rubbed his eyebrows to relieve the pain caused by too short sleep time. He was about to refuse, when a voice came from behind him.

"Tell her, need."

Su Er turned his head, Ji Heng should have just washed his face, his hair was still stained with water, and his whole body exuded a cold breath.

"But we have no money, and it's illegal."

Ji Heng: "There is no money transaction without paying, and the nature of the matter has naturally changed."

Sur's eyes moved: "It makes sense."

The voices discussed by both parties did not abate at all. Zhu Mei's hearing was very good, and her voice was no longer sweet as before: "Open the door."

Ji Heng nodded, and Suer calmly pressed the doorknob.

Zhu Mei was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, with a tray in her hand, and the white cloth covered the contents.After entering the door, she took the initiative to open it, revealing several silver needles and pigments.

"this is……"

"Tools for tattoos."

Sur frowned: "Your technique is too backward."

Modern people already have tattoo machines.

"...However, it is unique because it is old." Su Er looked up for a moment and smiled heartily: "This should also be considered a kind of ancient tradition."

A minute ago, there was a slight smile on the ugly face, and Zhu Mei could not help but say a few more when talking about her area of ​​expertise.

The statue placed in the corner watched this scene coldly, and snorted in secret, first deliberately creating an image that could not speak the brain, and then euphemistically holding the other party to a tall realm, instantly gaining favor.

Shameless routine.

Zhu Mei: "What do you want to tattoo?"

Su Er thought afterwards and said, "Eagle."

Zhu Mei looked at Ji Heng, who said lightly: "Same."

Pulling a chair and sitting down, Suer took the initiative to roll up his sleeves, revealing a section of his arm. He himself is cold and white, and his level of detail is far beyond that of ordinary people.Zhu Mei looked both envious and jealous. When the silver needle pierced the skin, Su Er's complexion hardly changed.

It's not forbearance. After the tomb-keeping loyal servant used vines to drill into the internal organs and take out that mysterious eye, his anti-pain ability improved a lot.

Under normal circumstances, the pattern should be a cyan eagle. However, Zhu Mei's work is quite vivid, with every color overdone. After the tattoo, a layer of white gauze is applied and some medicine is sprayed on it.

A biting cold sensation instantly penetrated into the body.

Suer shivered, Zhu Mei lifted the gauze, the previous blood scab disappeared, and only a lifelike eagle remained.

Ji Heng handed over a piece of paper, Su Er wiped the sweat bead on his forehead, and did not look away from the tattoo for a long time.He was quite sure that he was not mistaken. As Zhu Mei took away the gauze, Ying's eyes rolled.

After that, Ji Heng tattooed an eagle in the same position. Before Zhu Mei left, he blinked at Su's eyes: "Breakfast is served at 8:30. When you go out, turn left at the dining area."

"Fortunately, leaving the dungeon can be restored as before," Su Er was a little disgusted: "Or I can't even enter the school gate."

Ji Heng was amazed by his persistence. At this time, the first thing he considered was school rules.

Suer rubbed his finger on the tattooed part lightly, and there was a tingling pain from his fingertips, bleeding drops: "Alive?"

It seemed that the eagle beak pecked himself.

Ji Heng helped him put down his sleeves, helplessly: "Curiosity is not used like this."

From last night to now, the way is too wild to stick with the statue first, and then reach out to touch it when I know the tattoo is wrong.

Suer knew that he was wrong, smiled and quickly changed the subject: "It's almost time, go to breakfast first."

Early in the morning, the temperature in the mountains was very low, and after taking a few breaths of air-conditioning, Suer's muscles were a little tight because of the cold, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace.When the tip of his nose was faintly red from the cold, a special red house appeared in front of him, and the wooden sign hanging at the door said'Nongjiale Restaurant.'

At this moment, he was speaking with a chill, and Suer walked in and shook his head: "Deep mountains and old forests, where is the farmhouse?"

All round tables, suitable for gatherings, are divided into three dining windows, which gives people a sense of intimacy, as if returning to the school cafeteria.

Suer first went to window No. 1 to make sure it was a steak, and then walked to the other two windows. Window No. 2 was a fat and juicy roasted whole lamb. The chef gestured with a knife: "Would you like a piece?"

Without answering immediately, Su Er glanced at No. 3 again, a normal dessert, soft and waxy Xue Mei Niang.

Of the three foods, none of them are suitable for breakfast.

Ji Heng stood behind him holding the dinner plate without urging.

Su Er used the eyes of mystery to see that the steak became half-baked human bones. The chef kept pouring sauce on top. Roasted whole lamb was basically charcoal grilled. The outer layer of Xue Mei Niang was a thin layer of skin. As for what it is Animal skins can also be guessed by referring to the first two foods.

Su Er turned to Ji Heng and shook his head, whispering a few words.

A sound was inserted abruptly.

"If you don't eat, you will starve to death."

There is no need to look back at all, the reflection on the glass reflects the slim figure, which makes it easy to guess who the person is.

Su Er was thinking about why Zhu Mei was so lingering, she was already standing in front of Window 3 and asked for a copy of Xue Mei Niang.

It’s not like Shijai’s words just casually said, Su Er: "What must I eat?"

Zhu Mei smiled without saying a word.

Suer walked to the grilled whole lamb window and coughed slightly.

The chef showed his gums when he smiled: "Which piece of meat do you want? I suggest you choose the one on the leg, which has great flavor."

"Okay." While nodding, Suer suddenly pointed out curiously: "What is that?"

The chef craned his neck to look at nothing.As soon as he approached, Suer immediately pressed the electric shock device hidden in his sleeve. The chef trembled and was squeezed out of the narrow window by the hair while being paralyzed.

The sharp light of the knife flashed, blood splashed everywhere, Ji Heng used the iron-cut dagger to cut off the chef's head firmly.

A series of operations were too fast. When Ji Heng appeared in Window One with the chef's head in his hand, the chef inside did not react at all and took a step back subconsciously.

"Thank you for making salt and pepper flavored, add more pepper."

After speaking, he stuffed his head into the window blankly.

The chef in Window One looked at the blood-filled head, his throat moved without movement.However, the female chef at Window 3 was more prosperous, barely smiling and handing out two mango fish: "Eat some fruit and put out the fire."

Sur checked with the mysterious eye and confirmed that it was an ordinary dessert.

"It's good to be like this earlier." Suer picked up the mango fishing: "It is the right values ​​to regard harmony as the most important and people-oriented."

The female chef silently glanced at the head of chef number two.

"He is not a human being and does not meet this requirement."

There is no need to talk about false friendship when dealing with ghosts.

Zhu Mei sat on the round table in the center and witnessed the chef being killed. Her expression was a bit ugly, but she quickly calmed down and bit Xue Mei Niang in one bite. What came out of her was not cream, but some strange fat.

Suer picked a side table and said before the meal: "The situation is a bit serious. The host does not show up, and I still don't know what the task is."

Fortunately, I didn't encounter a ghost that was too difficult for the first night.

Ji Heng: "Maliciously not posting a task is a dereliction of duty, and the host will not make low-level mistakes to deal with players."

Su Er thoughtfully: "So this mission itself is issued midway?"

Ji Heng nodded: "Individual dungeons are purely survival battles. It is difficult to deal with ghosts. Players can survive for a few days safely. The dungeon will give a low-level difficulty task at the end...Of course this is only one possibility."

While talking, Zhou Que and Ye Xiaocen also came.

The blood stains on the window have been wiped clean, and the second window is placed with a sign indicating that business is closed.

After Ye Xiaocen looked at the food at the window, Yu Guang paid attention to Ji Heng's side, and asked in a simple and concise sentence: "How can I eat mango fish?"

The chef didn't respond. Ye Xiaocen saw a few drops of blood next to the whole roasted lamb, contacted the blood on Ji Heng's sleeve, and guessed what had just happened.The tone is somewhat meaningful: "Kill a chef to get a suitable breakfast?"

The female chef at Window Three licked the corner of her mouth: "You can try."

Zhou Que had extraordinary confidence in Ye Xiaocen, and since Su Er and Ji Heng could deal with them, he must be able to deal with them.

"Toast and not eat fine wine! Captain, let's do it."

Ye Xiaocen thought deeper, and did not immediately move.

Sur also found it strange that Ye Xiaocen's force value was very high, and he could rank in the top three among the players he had seen, and it was absolutely no problem to deal with a chef in a small area.

But the female chef's viciousness does not seem to be pretended, there is no way to please just now.

Sur raised his eyebrows: "What's the situation?"

Ji Heng was silent for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of a slight change in his eyes, and said slowly, "Electric shock."

Suer reviewed the entire operation and wondered: "The chef is afraid of electric shocks?"

Skip the answer, Ji Heng knocked on the table: "If so, then trouble."

After a pause, he raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Props can only make ghosts jealous. What really scares them is the stronger kind."

Su Er couldn't help tingling his scalp: "It's possible that this has never happened before."

Ji Heng sneered, "Are you afraid of snakes in hibernation?"

Su Er pursed his lips and shook his head.Not only is it not afraid, but can easily control the life and death of the opponent.

"What if that snake wakes up?"

Hearing that Suer was holding the fork slightly hard, thinking about this possibility, the position of the electric shock device in his pocket seemed to be faintly hot, making him a little fidgety for a while.