There were no other clues in the garden, and the others entered the house together without paying attention to Zhao Liang, who was still unconscious by the fence.
After a while, Zhao Liang, who was lying outside the house, heard the sound of people getting distant, then quietly blinked his eyes and struggled to sit up.
He gasped for breath, and the severe pain caused several veins on his forehead to bulge. "Huh...that bitch is so lucky, she can find all the medicine and props!"
Greed and envy intertwined in his small eyes. He clumsily supported the earth with one hand, stood up unsteadily, walked a few steps, paused, and finally came to the edge of the mound.
Zhao Liang had just heard the truth and knew that the key was to water the flowers with blood. He secretly regretted that if he had known better, he would have used Tong Qian to water the flowers. He would not have lost an arm in vain.
He clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot and bulging, and his hands kept squeezing the fracture. The blood dripped down like a waterfall and was completely absorbed by the earth.
Almost elusive, Zhao Liang squatted down and dug hard with one arm. The pain and madness made his whole body distorted, "No...how could there be no...come out...come out!"
The pit is getting deeper and deeper, and the area is getting larger and larger, but the fat white ginseng is still nowhere to be seen...
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Indoors, four people sat around and rested under the desk. Bai Jiang told Tong Qian and Cheng Miao's conjecture about time and tasks in a few words.
Qi Jiajia frowned and said coldly: "This dungeon is really cunning. It has a lot of tasks and it's just a trick!"
It was rare for Cheng Miao to be amused, "You still know how to cheat and change others?"
Qi Jiajia was embarrassed for a moment and didn't answer.
Cheng Miao did not tease her. He cleared his throat and continued, "So, we don't have much time left. We must decipher the prompts and find a way to escape from here before dawn."
Everyone cheered up and participated in the analysis. "Now the clue that Father Bear loves to eat fish is clear. As Miss Cheng said, it can distract Father Bear when he gets angry. Then Mother Bear's love for knitting should also be the same idea."
Tong Qian ate half of the ginseng and recovered well. She leaned against the wall gently to keep her articulation clear.
Bai Jiang nodded and took over the words, "There was a sewing basket on the table before, but it only had twine and no needles. The key now is probably to find the needles."
"So what if you find the needle? Do you know whether the mother bear or the baby bear will burst out next?" Qi Jiajia tugged at the bow on her skirt.
This dungeon didn't last long, but the intensity was extremely high, which made Qi Jiajia, who was the weakest physically, a little weak.
"Shouldn't we have washed the dishes just now? Washing the dishes is usually a mother's housework. If we don't wash the dishes, it will be guaranteed that the riot will be the mother bear?" Tong Qian seemed to regret it and spoke softly. .
Cheng Miao told Tong Qian not to think too much, "The subject is not clearly written on the notepad, so we can't guess based on our feelings. And have you noticed that Father Bear didn't become violent because Zhao Liang broke the bowl?"
"My porridge...someone touched my porridge..." Qi Jiajia has a good memory and repeated what Father Bear said before he pounced on people.
"It's worded to say 'someone touched', not broken." Cheng Miao repeated it affirmatively.
"But we have to help Father Bear identify which bowl of porridge belongs to him. Let's not talk about how to identify it, but it is certain when he touches the bowl." Tong Qian was a little confused and her delicate eyebrows knitted into knots.
"If this is bound to happen, it can only be a reminder given to players by the copy."
Bai Jiang remembered that the person who led him told him about this possibility. If there is an operation that cannot be avoided, no matter what the consequences will be, this must be a reminder of the copy.
Cheng Miao glanced at Bai Jiang and nodded, "So, I know the background of this story."
The three people's eyes lit up. If it was a dungeon with a story background, the patterns would be easy to find. Although it was not exactly the same as the story, there was always an idea and it wouldn't make anyone confused.
"Have you ever heard of the story of the three bears?"
"Three... bears? What are those?" Bai Jiang was a little confused and turned to look at Tong Qian and Qi Jiajia.
Tong Qian was also very confused, "I've heard that song by Mama Bear and Papa Bear. Is it that one? That one seems to be a Korean song. How do you sing it?"
Cheng Miao shook his head, "It's not that song, it's a fairy tale."
"Fairy tale?!" Bai Jiang and Tong Qian are both young, and their memories of fairy tales still focus on Snow White and Cinderella.
"You're talking about the story of the three bears and the Goldilocks." Qi Jiajia curled her lips, "That story was not well written at all, and the Goldilocks was not caught in the end."
Cheng Miao twitched the corner of her mouth, not intending to comment on Qi Jiajia's twisted bad taste.
"The Three Bears and Goldilocks is a famous children's bedtime story. It tells the story of a Goldilocks who broke into the home of a brown bear in the forest."
"The three bears at home happened to be away that day. When the blonde girl went in, she saw three bowls of porridge on the dining table. She picked up the largest bowl, but the bowl of porridge was too hot. She vomited after taking one bite. Lost."
"Then she tasted the medium and small porridge. The medium was too cold, and the small was just right. After a bowl of porridge, she went to sit on the Three Bears chair. The large chair was too hard, the medium chair was too soft, and the small one was too soft. It was just right, but she broke the small chair."
"Finally, she tried the three bears' bed and fell asleep on it. After the three bears came back, they found someone drinking their porridge and sitting on their chair. When the bears were about to catch them, the golden girl escaped smoothly. .”
"This story tells children that it is rude to touch other people's things casually."
Everyone: ...are you very happy?
Cheng Miao became serious, "I remembered this story when I saw the chairs in the bedroom and the bowls in the kitchen, but I wasn't sure until Father Bear said those words."
Bai Jiang's eyes lit up with excitement, "So as long as we find the needle and sit on Mother Bear's medium-sized chair, we can anger Mother Bear and successfully attract Mother Bear's attention. The remaining one will be the baby bear!" "
"That's wrong..." Bai Jiang, who suddenly remembered something, turned his head blankly and looked at the three identical chairs not far away, "How can there be a large, medium and small here? This is obviously the same size!"
Cheng Miao shrugged, "It's not that easy for you to pass the dungeon."
"But", Cheng Miao changed the topic and took out something from the ring and showed it in front of everyone, "I found the needle for Mother Bear's knitting."
Everyone's eyes seemed to be glued to Cheng Miao's hand, and they stared at the object in Cheng Miao's hand without blinking.
The white fish bones shone in the moonlight, with only one main thorn left, and the smaller thorns on both sides had been eaten clean.
The tip of the fish bone is so sharp that it does look like a giant sewing needle at first glance.
It's the leftover fish bones that Father Bear threw on the ground.
