Copy exit of Haunted House in the sixth round of the Clawson Show.
Dusty, dusty nose.
The opposing forehead split apart, the guard looked over at the witch Jane, his eyes sharp, and he didn't take a photograph--
Like the eagle who finally stared at the territory before being expelled.
Rough fingertips rub across Witch Jane's cheek, neck, like a blade hovering over her native soil... and then habitually linger on healed bite marks.
The action of the guardian was overwhelming: “Did he eat it? ”
And the sad witch Jane: “…”
Witch Jane turned on the cunning mode every second, vibrating with words: "No! It's not a bite! It's a similar bite made by the teeth that drives the mandible under the action of bite force...”
Witch Jane stopped abruptly.
No, it's not.
The bite marks on the neck healed perfectly a few months ago under the genetic repair agent, and Xiaowei could never have seen them, nor could he have felt them, but there was only one possibility ——
He remembers David eating his neck.
Witch Jane: “!!! ”
Wait, aren't you remembering your own memory?
After being so mixed up, Witch Jane finally went online again. The mess in my head was "The old bamboo horse was forced to break up, and when I saw her again, the engagement had become a little mom” and I shook it clean.
Witch Jane Fei quickly corrected: “You're not disappearing, you're just...”
It's just schizophrenia healed!
Witch Jane said, quickly tipping the medicine out of the backpack and bandaging the old man with skill. Xiaowei lifted his chin and looked angry and stubborn.
Witch Jane realized that Xiaowei had been here for more than 30 seconds. The insane subconscious switch was finally stable, Weisheng's long legs curled, his gaze was sometimes sharp and sometimes blurred. It was estimated that even he did not know at this time whether Witchcraft's neck had been eaten by him, David or Witchcraft himself twisted 180 degrees.
The memory of the 16- and 27-year-olds finally began to merge slowly.
Witch Jane took a sigh of relief, and the boss didn't know when she would be able to return to normal, but as far as she was concerned, it was obsolete. What else can we do? If you marry a wife of your own size, you must protect yourself!
Inside the copy, the door can still hear intense fighting, but it is not expected to take long before the well is cleared. From Caesar's pattern of behavior, being sold as a sacrifice by the well will also help count the money. Outside the copy, the bloody smell of the narrow exit channel has not dissipated.
“Let's go.” Witch Jane couldn't help but say, "The well is coming out, too. ”
Two bullets, coupled with a weak clearance time gap, obsolete Weather Warfare. The well is steadily earning no compensation.
Witch Jane no longer has the capital to come back into a positive conflict with Zuo Potang, all he can do is take the big man with him to the Customs Knockout as soon as possible.
On the right, there are only two groups, including Witchcraft, that have now punched five entertainment facilities.
When he was guarded, he took two steps, and stubbornly got rid of his arm and stood up against the wall Lisso.
It seems that all modifiers are not afraid of pain. Shao Yu is a gifted gift, and Weisheng is the ultimate in the harsh control of the body.
Witch Jane grabbed the old man's hand gently - quickly clasped by dry, rough hands.
The two men crossed the long exit tunnel.
Next to the tunnel is a painting of the Mayan wall covered in lime. The sacrifice was offered to the Sun God, and the people of the city worked under the grace of the gods, grinding stones and bone organs, and the elders explored the rainforest with young warriors.
Witch Jane, with her young boss, explains as she walks through the unknown outside the R-yard base to help him migrate silently and restore his memory: "The tunnel bypasses the central control area. Each fugitive show has a different style of organ. The Clawson show is a standard mid-axis layout. It resembles the ancient organ ‘with pillars, sidewalks and generators'...”
Towards the end, the mural is a broken Mayan version. “Maya” is only a misnomer for later generations, and in fact the Mayan people call themselves “maize".
They live in a place near the jungle where corn can be grown, fighting with the rainforest for nearly 5,000 years. In the final Mayan version of the 16th century, their exploration realm is infinitely closer to the depths of the rainforest ——
Just one step further and you can touch Maya's first mineral vein. Then click on the new technology tree to turn your destiny around with Maya's unparalleled mathematics, physics and astronomy.
Too bad not if.
The penultimate mural is a fleet of huge things on the horizon.
Witch Jane looked straight at the mural. Witch Jane looked straight at the guard.
“And then.” Xiaowei swept his eyes off the mural with a headless story.
“Spanish fleet.” Witch Jane explains: "A dozen Spanish sailors wiped out the whole of Maya, Aztec and Inca. To establish colonialism, they gave the Indians a blanket used by smallpox patients as a gift. ”
“- Then the plague spread and all three civilizations were wiped out. ”
The last of the murals, the altar in the copy, was destroyed, the cross rose, and the Mayan priest turned into a demon burned by the holy fire.
“So that's it.” Witch Jane sighs: “Sacrificing the Devil's Land, so it's a haunted house. When Spain spread Catholicism in South America, the gods that had been revered became heretics and demons. ”
Beliefs differ, so there is aggression and blood sacrifice, there are prisoners who were cut open at the Mayan altar, and there are Mayan gods who escaped the plague but were burned as demons. In fact, the Sun God, the Feathersnake God, and the Western gods may not necessarily accept blood offerings.
The two finally made their way to the end of the tunnel.
Wei Shi listened to Witch Jane tell the story and stared at Witch Jane.
Soft dwarves are quickly lifting their sleeves, sweating Liu Hai, skilfully checking their battle protection, hunting/guns, bullets, and finally putting the crossbow arrows and knives they find away from the waist.
When Witch Jane looked up again, her breath had become extremely restrained and her pupils were bright and cold.
Westside meal.
Like a pre hunting leopard.
“Let's go to the last one, jumper.” Witch Jane's Mood Rises: “Go, I'll take you through! ”
Weishu reached out and smiled a little curly hair on his face, slightly reducing the pain of memory blending deep into his consciousness.
Originally sworn to Dandan's witch Jane immediately covered her head and reiterated: "I'm not that good at hitting, but I'm a bit good at hitting. You are unharmed, I want to take on family responsibilities..."
Defense: “Family responsibilities? ”
Witch Jane chuckled over, because Liu Haisheng, when Wei realized that her domesticated dwarf was already a semi-complete adult.
Between youth and teenagers, enthusiasm is overflowing and revealing.
The gaze of the guard carefully slid past every inch of the witch Jane.
There is no inherent boundary between domestication and domestication.
Witch Jane was still 16 years old, she went up and chirped, proud: “Go! ”
Son of a bitch, last level!
Between the mountain shadows in the distance, an oblique jumper slams straight into the mountain and the sun casts an equally straight shadow.
As the sun sets west, the shadow gradually skews and stretches.
The jumper is situated at the highest altitude of all entertainment facilities.
There are streams on the ridge that fall along the lag. The rivers are winding branches in the main park, transforming them into Nile, Euphrates, Yaru Tianbu River in the civilized theme park...
Where it stands is like the original origins of the history of civilization.
As the sun rises and the jumper straightens out, the shadow keeps getting shorter, tilted, longer, tilted ——
Like a shadow of a sunflower.
The last time Witch Jane checked her gear for the guard.
On one knee, the teenager couldn't resist holding down Xiaowei, putting down the boss's battle pants feet and covering up the stacked bandages for his teammates.
Clawson Show Round 6 Knockout, Final Chapter. Sunflower.
Any civilization's perception of time begins at sunset, with clocks, hourglasses, water clocks and fire clocks originating all over the world, but no one can trace them back to the sun.
It exists in the common history of all civilizations.
“The jumper is the sunflower pointer," behind which the Mayan copy exit continued to sound, and Caesar was thrown out of the sacrificial passage, shouting as if forced. Witch Jane leads the big man down the back hill along the path and says, "We'll climb up the hill from here, hop on the jumper, and then we'll finish the game and go out and take you out for a hand scratch you haven't eaten! ”
“There are many shelters on the mountain road, not afraid of being targeted by the wells, they are missing one of our projects. But we have to hurry..."
Weshi listened to the dwarf squeak and squeak.
Because Jomo was the last item in the race, Witch Jane had no intention of preserving her strength. Instead, she always focused on her legs, which had been hemostasized and bandaged while guarding.
Wei Shi suddenly said: “I was at the R-yard base, why didn't I come to you earlier? ”
Witch Jane photographed the cub. How do I find him? And capture them and destroy them together?
Witch Jane thought, “Because I found you first. ”
The slopes of the sunset swept across the mountains, and under an 80-metre-high jumper, the two shrunk into a shadow together.
The path from the main campus to the rear hills is rugged and long.
Ten minutes later, the well was cleared for a copy of Maya, which appeared at the exit of the haunted house and was also ready to climb the mountain.
Witch Jane looked at the eye ranking: “There are at least four groups, the target is jumpers --”
Witch Jane suddenly took a beat and raised her head.
The mechanical sound of the stinging ears rang from near the top of the hill, and the diving machine's otherwise dim decorative lights flashed and a row of seats slowly rose.
“Someone's up!” Witch Jane quickly arranged: “I'll go check it out. You have a wound to your leg, no hurry. ”
The guardian raised his eyebrows and walked forward, sweeping away the wound.
Witch Jane: “...” That's right, it's David's leg anyway, Xiaowei doesn't hurt at all! No, if it doesn't hurt, it should hurt meat!
However, the boss was fast and the two of them passed through the bushes and hid behind the bunker silently. The jumper is right in front of you--
Each inch of the 80-metre-high red entertainment facility is full of totems, from the trees surrounding the sun wheel, to the tripod that lifts the sun, to Junmei Apollo, to the Egyptian god on the flaming day of the head - La.
The whole machine, surrounded by man's superior reverence for the sun, and its starlight.
“It's sunflower.” The Witch Jane finally concludes.
The jumper down is a round marble square, along the edge of the square, full of steps, from wedge text to holy scripture, to Roman numbers, to Zi Yu Yin D, to Arabic numerals ——
The jumper is located at the center of the circle.
The dark shadow falling against the sun is staying at the trigger moment.
17: 39.
Rafael's teammates are sitting on a jumper and rising slowly.
Rafael held a gun to the ground, backed by a vertical two-sided bunker ——
Witch Jane made a gesture to the guard.
“You're shooting here. ”
Witch Jane quickly changed the original small-calibre hunting/gun changer to shovel/bullet: “I'll pull the gun line, push him out of the bunker, you find a chance, and when he probes, suppress him. You change your position naturally —— shoulder relaxation, right. It's okay, I'll take the fire pressure. ”
Xiaowei's expression was cold and he obviously disagreed. Yet there are countless unblended memory fragments in the brain that interfere with thinking, and leg injuries can slow down running.
There are witches sitting on tree piers holding their heads in chaos.
Witchcraft with heavy machines/guns falling and crashing forward.
There's the witch Jane feeding the rabbit the carrot.
Witch Jane bends the corner of her eyes and sticks out her fist.
The guard finally lifted his fist.
Double punch.
Witch Jane lifted her gun, handsome turned around and rushed forward.
End of next chapter copy!
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