Cheng Miao was worried about Lin Zhu. He thought he couldn't fall asleep, but he fell asleep anyway.
The dream that night was much clearer than the previous day. Cheng Miao felt as if a ghost had taken over his body. He felt that his soul was floating on his body, unable to move or speak.
She heard the sound of water flowing over the stones in her ears, and the sound of the wind blowing in the trees at the entrance of the cave.
She watched herself walking towards the cave, and saw the outstanding man in the cave turning to look at her.
She was momentarily shocked by the man's overly prosperous appearance, and then she found that she had somehow developed a deep trust in the man.
Cheng Miao started to call the police in his heart, but the feeling of trust became stronger and stronger.
The man looked at Cheng Miao quietly. Cheng Miao's mind began to feel dizzy. To her surprise, the man did not ask her what she wished for.
He just looked at her with a smile on his lips.
Cheng Miao fell into sleep.
When he woke up the next morning, Cheng Miao clearly felt a dry and sore throat.
She swallowed, feeling a burning sensation in her throat.
She frowned and sobered up for a moment, then went to see Lin Zhu.
Lin Zhu hadn't woken up yet, his lips were whiter, his eyes were rolling under his eyelids, and he looked like he was not sleeping peacefully.
Qin Musong coughed and stood up, and called Lin Zhu.
Lin Zhu struggled for a long time before he got up, and it was obvious to the naked eye that he was quite wilted.
Qi Jiajia's face turned even redder. Cheng Miao tried it on her hands and found that the temperature was much hotter.
Qi Jiajia didn't show much, but Cheng Miao could feel that she was uncomfortable.
Qiu Dong didn't have any big reaction. Like Zu Gehan, the two of them were amazingly capable.
Cheng Miao went out to wash up, then took a bowl of well water and drank it.
The cold well water scratched his throat, causing stinging pain.
Cheng Miao frowned and swallowed with difficulty, and then the bowl in his hand was taken away.
Qiudong went to the kitchen to boil water, added salt, and handed the salt water at the right temperature to Cheng Miao.
Cheng Miao drank water slowly, and the discomfort in his throat was mostly relieved.
She looked at the players who came out and felt a little cold.
Little Freckles lowered his head listlessly, and it took a long time to respond when talking to her.
Yang Ke looked like he had a bad cold and his voice was very nasal.
Miao Jie walked very carefully. She said she was out of breath when she woke up in the morning, but she had never had asthma.
Zhu Cong seemed to be awake, but he had a severe headache.
Ma Yang and Kong Fan, one of them had a sore throat and couldn't speak, and the other had a stomachache and couldn't tell where the pain was. Anyway, he couldn't stand up while squatting by the well.
Wang Yang's eyes were so red that his head hurt.
Talking about singing and dancing is a little bit special. Talking about dancing is still the same weak look, but it is not as serious as before.
Instead, he talked about the song. As the second batch to receive the grass ring, he coughed with such force that he wanted to cough out his lungs.
Cheng Miao looked around and found that except for Qiu Dong and Zu Gehan, who were fine, the others were really a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people.
The discomfort in her throat made Cheng Miao less focused than before. She reacted for a while before realizing, "Where are Chang Qing, Song Guoqiang and Zhao Jiangong?"
Miao Jie said this slowly, fearing that she would not be able to catch her breath, "I didn't see him when I woke up in the morning. Maybe he went to the toilet."
"The same goes for them." Wang Yang didn't dare to rub his eyes and sat on the ground covering his head.
Cheng Miao frowned, "That's wrong."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room rang. Everyone turned around and saw Chang Qing, Song Guoqiang and Zhao Jiangong walking in from outside the yard.
The three people didn't look sick at all. Their faces were calm, with smiles on their lips. They turned a blind eye to everyone and walked into the house.
Cheng Miao noticed that all three of them had a small flower blooming on the back of their hands.
"Oops, they were betrothed by the tree god!" Cheng Miao didn't have time to say more, and a few quick-reacting people rushed up to stop the three of them. The three looked at them like dummies with a smile.
Cheng Miao looked at the small flowers in their hands. Even with some force on their hands, the flowers did not move at all.
"What should I do? They will die if this continues!" Miao Jie was now completely panicked.
This process went through much faster than the people in the village, and they had no time to react.
"You guys decide, do you want us to try to use props to get the flowers down?" Cheng Miao held the Kun bone dagger in her hand. She had no other way. She didn't even know if this was possible or if it would be useful.
Miao Jie bit her lip and couldn't make up her mind, while Wang Yang's eyes were red and his temples were beating hard, "I agree."
Cheng Miao made a decisive decision and started to cut. Just when the Kungu dagger touched the flower on the back of his hand, Song Guoqiang suddenly let out a scream and attacked Cheng Miao with his whole body.
Cheng Miao crossed his hands to protect his head to block the blow, and Song Guoqiang did not take any further action.
Suddenly, like crazy, he bit off the flower on the back of his hand and chewed it into pieces in his mouth.
Then everyone watched helplessly as green juice flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and then he smiled, which looked particularly weird.
"boom"!
Without warning, Song Guoqiang's head exploded like a balloon.
There was no scene of blood flying everywhere. Countless branches exploded in his head, swaying in the wind as his fallen body.
"vomit……"
Ma Yang, who was already feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, was so aroused by this horrific sight that he quickly covered his mouth and ran away.
This incident made other people dare not act rashly. They could only watch Chang Qing and Zhao Jiangong enter the room and lie down, and soon they lost their breath.
When Qin Musong touched the corpses of the two people who had no heartbeats, they still had that peaceful and weird smile on their faces.
No one said anything. In the first seven days, only two people who committed suicide died.
But when we progressed to the second half of the dungeon, three people died at once, and there was no way to save them.
This fact made Cheng Miao extremely flustered.
Moreover, today is already the eighth day, and there are still three days left, and they still have no idea of clearing the level.
Cheng Miao took a few deep breaths, the stinging pain in her throat making her whole body frizzy.
Qiudong followed her, his eyes full of worry. He squeezed the water bowl in his hand tightly and said nothing.
Cheng Miao calmed down and looked at the people in the yard who couldn't take care of themselves. He forced himself to calm down and said, "I feel uncomfortable staying here to rest today, but I can still persist in looking for the cave. It's okay if you don't want to look for the cave. I think it's important to look for you." clues."
Someone stood up tremblingly. Cheng Miao took a look and found that basically the second batch could still hold on, as could the first batch of Qin Musong and Zhu Cong.
When Cheng Miao walked out, he knew very well that according to time, it would be tonight for them to answer questions. Once they became the first batch, no one would be able to leave this copy.
Everyone else dispersed to find the cave, but Cheng Miao took Qiudong to Lezi's house again.
They were lucky, and the leper came back after waiting for a while.
Cheng Miao walked into the house in two steps, and Qiudong followed her step by step.
Cheng Miao had dealt with Lezi before, so she got straight to the point, "Have you seen the tree god?"
Lezi heard the tree god trembling obviously. He looked at Cheng Miao with panic in his eyes, "Monster! Monster!"
Cheng Miao felt like there was sandpaper in her throat. She frowned and thought that Lezi must be useful. It seemed that she wanted to use the right keywords.
what is it then?
