Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

After roughly exchanging information and plans, Yan Lan watched Lu Shuwen leave.

Only then did Tu Yu walk to Yan Lan's side: "You really want to cooperate with her? Just based on the story that I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Huh?" Yan Lan smiled, "Why?"

"Nothing."

Tu Yu hesitated, feeling something was wrong, "I actually wanted to believe it, but I always felt that something was awkward.

"And if she really thinks that way and wants to cooperate with you from the bottom of her heart, then she can just invite her directly. What kind of mission is impossible? What's the use of winning the old man's trust?"

"It's amazing, it's amazing," Yan Lan clapped her palms, exaggeratedly surprised, "You can actually feel something is wrong."

Tu Yu glared at Yan Lan, kicked her calf: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Yan Lan didn't bother to hide, and knocked out the shallow footprints casually, "Lu Shuwen does have a problem, but what she said is true, and winning the trust of the great elder is also a plan for internal cooperation."

"Even if there is something hidden about this, what about the tourist brochure? She hid it, so why don't you tell me now?"

Tuyu still remembered what Yanlan said before.

She is not very good at reasoning, but Yanlan guided well at that time, and she also has a deep memory of her highlight moments.

"You said that Ah Sheng told you, 'Three people in different rooms, five people in different walks, six people can't enter the tortoise mat', three people in different rooms should be afraid of the fetus spirit entering the room, the punishment of the tortoise mat is to enter the coffin, the five What happens when people travel together?
"And thinking about it this way, Lu Shuwen and Pei Yuchen really didn't walk with us alone. We haven't got five people together. It should be their intention."

"Well, this is also suspicious." Yan Lan agreed.

"Does your perfunctory expression prove that you know more?"

Yan Lan admitted: "Yes."

Tu Yu asked: "Where is the problem?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

"..."

"All secrets and secrets must be revealed at the most appropriate time, otherwise it will be a waste." Yan Lan grabbed Tu Yu's ponytail and saw that the hair rope was a little loose, "Let me keep the sense of mystery."

Bad virtue.

Tu Yu murmured in his heart, and asked, "Then what shall we do next? All the mice have run away."

"We can't go back to the hotel, and it's the same in the village. We can sleep here for a while."

Yan Lan casually helped Tu Yu tie a Hunyuan bun.

"Yueban pedestrian, we are going to commit another taboo... What kind of broken head is pierced, like a ball."

Tu Yu touched the top of his head, didn't care about it after muttering, and then took out a large sleeping bag and threw it on the ground, "I put it in before, and if I violate the taboo, there will definitely be an accident. We take turns on duty at night."

Yan Lan nodded, "Okay, I'll keep watch at night, you sleep first."

Tu Yu nodded, and quickly stuffed himself into Strawberry Bear's big sleeping bag.

Feeling sleepy, Yan Lan thought, it seems that the game adjusts the player's physiological induction according to the dungeon situation.

The moon rose to the very center.

Yan Lan opened her eyes amidst the cries of owls, looked at Tu Yu who was sleeping beside her, and pressed her phone to look:
[Sub-task: Exploring the Funeral Banquet]

[Task Progress: Not Completed (85%)]

"80.00% five? Where is the missing 15.00%?"

Yanlan pondered in her mind and straightened her thinking: "The funeral banquet is actually a subsidiary product of the Sasui Festival. The most important thing is the sacrifice in the banquet, the baby meat enjoyed by the villagers and tablets, and the sacrificial meat. coffin.

"Then the 15.00% I lack is the identity and request of the sacrificer."

Yan Lan turned sideways, put her elbows behind her ears, and continued her thoughts:

"But the mouse marriage I know is different from this one. Hui Xian'er should not be so hasty in getting married. Rather than saying it is a marriage, it is better to use this form of marriage as a simple sacrifice.

"She Jun revealed before that the current Sa Sui is the new Sa Sui. Since it is a sacrifice in the form of a mouse marriage, the new Sa Sui has nothing to do with the Hui family. Ah Sheng revealed that the old Sa Sui was related to the White Snake ... Then is this a nest of snakes and rats, or a food chain?
"However, since Xin Sasui is related to the Hui family, is it because the Hui family is fighting for power that Shejun wants to take Xin Sasui's life? There is also the matter of the black and white snake slough and the masked man in Luoshui.

"Ah Sheng must have a problem, and so do Lu Shuwen, that white-haired golden mouse, that great elder... Each of these people has their own plans, and the relationship is too chaotic..."

Yan Lan had a headache, and felt that she might be thinking too much.

The moonlight whirled, making the shadows of the trees on the ground look like algae in the water, and Yan Lan's shadow shrunk into a small ball under the full moon.

The pitch-black shadow and the fingertips were no more than a millimeter, and the viscous semi-liquid black mass flowed, stretching out a tentacle to hook Yan Lan's finger.

Intimately, wrapped tightly like nostalgia——

Then a hideous slit opened, revealing countless sharp teeth, wanting to bite it off!
"suicide."

Yan Lan spoke lazily and without energy.

The tentacle froze, and reluctantly closed its mouth, sniffed greedily and then wrapped it tightly.

It's similar to the thousand-year-old ginseng, and I'm afraid that the ginseng will become fine and run away.

"Like a big snot."

Yan Lan threw it down, and another black tentacle jumped out of the shadow to wrap around her wrist, and quickly tied it several times.

It seems a little angry.

Her hallucinations are not serious, and her mood is relatively stable, which is because this thing is safe.

"Forget it, it's really wrong to wake you up, it's better to hold back."

Yan Lan lowered her hands, she was too lazy to bother with this shit, she just pulled it casually, since no one else could see it except her anyway.

It will be used later, and it will be cut when it is used up.

Yan Lan thought for a while, raised her free hand to grab it from the void, and clamped a thin and sharp metal card between her index finger and middle finger.

skill card.

[Skill Name: Good People Turntable (Current)]

【Level: LV.1】

[Function: Rotate the pointer to randomly obtain a prop, a reminder, or a change. 】

Yan Lan touched the face of the card, rubbed her fingertips against the pointer, her thoughts moved slightly, and the turntable began to rotate.

"It's the first time to use it," Yan Lan thought, "according to the routine, you have to give me a novice gift package anyway."

Pointer slows down, pauses.

Stopped at the junction of black and white.

"The border between black and white?"

The turntable on the card changed, and a small stone fell down with a "click".

Sordid and ugly.

A fried ugly chicken is drawn on it.

Yan Lan: "?"

[Prop Name: Jingwei's Collection of Small Stones]

[Type: very weird weird item]

[Level: Defective product in ordinary (commonly known as garbage)]

[Value: -1 Paradise Coin (don't give it away for free, you have to add money)]

[Instructions for use: You can throw it anywhere, because stones are not good for garbage classification]

[Whether it can be put into a backpack: No (what kind of backpack is a broken stone!)]

[Remarks: You really believe it when you say it is a treasure, and you are not even worthy of reclamation, heh—tui! 】

Yan Lan: "??!!!"

Sit up in shock from dying.