"Boom!"
Everyone was startled and looked back just in time to see a line of purple lightning appear on the clear sky.
Lightning is fleeting, and if players are not highly focused, they may miss it.
"That direction... is the cabin." Mu Yuan said slowly.
Everyone said nothing, and everyone roughly knew what happened.
Wei Jiao didn't say anything, but her expression could be seen to be relaxed.
Today's picture shows the little girl already on the lawn. Her skin is still plump and smooth, and she is running happily.
You can tell she loves this place.
Cheng Miao placed the painting in the right place.
"You see, it seems that the logical chain of these paintings is that the little girl was a little confused when she came here. She found the cabin along the road. She loved it and ran carefree here."
Lin Zhu continued Cheng Miao's words, "I don't know what happened later. She became thinner and thinner, her condition became worse and worse, her spirit became numb, and she was herding cattle like a walking zombie every day."
"In the end, the cabin was set on fire...but from a realistic point of view, the cabin is still there and was not burned down."
"The problem now is the sequence of the little girl's quarrel at home and her arrival here..." Qi Miao said slowly.
"I prefer to quarrel at home first, because I wanted to go out and play. Then I didn't know how I ended up here. I found that it was exactly what I wanted, and I was very happy."
"What happened later to make her become like this..." Cheng Miao tapped her finger on the lawn, "There should be at least two paintings left."
"One is how she got here, and the other is why she became like this."
Cheng Miao pondered for a moment. The previous picture should be the key to their player's departure. He didn't know when it would be released.
"Then...didn't we miss a painting at the beginning? What if the most important one is that one?"
Wei Jiao looked a little pitiful now, in sharp contrast to Qi Miao, who was an intellectual and mature woman next to her.
Wei Jiao is younger than Qi Miao, which makes her not as calm as Qi Miao.
Cheng Miao didn't say anything, and she couldn't guarantee that Wei Jiao's guess was impossible.
What's more, now everyone is a camel filled with straw, who knows when it will collapse.
When everyone returned to the cabin, although they were mentally prepared, they were still shocked by the scene in front of them.
Zhu Dingkun actually didn't go anywhere, just sitting on the steps at the door of the cabin.
The lightning struck him on the head.
There was no damage to the surrounding railings.
Qin Musong and Mu Yuan went to wrap the roasted and blackened body in cloth, then simply dug a hole and buried it in it.
After all this, everyone came back to eat.
Cheng Miao was eating and suddenly made a horrifying discovery for some reason.
She felt that the way everyone was indifferent about eating, herding cattle, and sleeping now gradually looked more and more like Yaya.
There isn't much that players can do in this dungeon, and waiting takes up most of the time.
But it is precisely because of this, the endless, repetitive life day after day, that many players have the stiff and indifferent expression on their faces.
Cheng Miao was also tired these two days and went to bed early in the evening.
No one noticed that after everyone fell asleep, Wei Jiao still had red eyes, moving nervously in the darkness.
When they woke up the next morning, everyone went to wash up. Wei Jiao seemed to be in good spirits and even helped put the dishes and chopsticks.
Everyone sat down to drink. Who knew that Mu Yuan would hold his throat after just two sips, his eyes widening behind his glasses.
Black and red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
When everyone was at a loss, Mu Yuan took out several pills with shaking hands and drank them all in one go.
After a few minutes, he stopped showing pain.
Mu Yuan walked to the bathroom in silence, and everyone heard the sound of him vomiting through the wooden door.
Mu Yuan came out of the bathroom, even more silent than before.
He didn't say anything, poured out the paste in his bowl, and went out.
This change made other players hesitate to eat or not.
Wei Jiao took a sip of the paste and murmured, "Did he get there today? It seems he was very lucky and escaped."
No one else spoke.
Most deaths occurred in the evening when the cattle were coming back, but never in the morning.
Was it because Mu Yuan was chosen in the order and the copy chose him, or was it artificial?
No one knows.
Cheng Miao did remember that Wei Jiao and Mu Yuan were facing each other on the seating chart, which meant that the probability of them being chosen to die was 50-50.
In addition, Wei Jiao asked before if someone died, so the people in the order did not need to die.
It has to make people think more.
The rest are all veteran players who have become sophisticated. Who doesn't know the possible twists and turns inside.
The corners of Chi Qing's mouth curled up in a half-smile, not afraid of anything happening and he drank to make mush. Before going out, he glanced at Wei Jiao coldly.
Jiang Chen showed no expression, still looking elegant and gentlemanly, and asked Wei Jiao to pass him a tissue.
Others had little reaction.
After so many dungeons, I have seen too many life-and-death battles between players.
However, Qi Miao's expression looked ugly.
As a teammate, you know best what props and abilities your partner has.
Her expression was very cold, and she went out without waiting for Wei Jiao after eating.
"Miaomiao, do you think someone will die today?" Qin Musong politely collected the bowl after finishing his meal.
Cheng Miao tied her hair into a ponytail, "Yes, Wei Jiao's careful thinking and Mu Yuan also know that even if he doesn't want to come back with revenge, the rules require that someone in the order die."
When herding cattle today, Wei Jiao sat far away from Mu Yuan, obviously feeling guilty and afraid of something happening.
Mu Yuanze made no movement and sat quietly leaning against the tree.
Qi Miao did not go to Wei Jiao's side. She sat quietly next to the cows.
Three people form a triangle.
Jiang Chen sat next to Cheng Miao. He looked like a dignified young man. Even if he was sitting on the floor, he looked very charming.
"You see, people are so dirty."
Cheng Miao looked back at Jiang Chen. His tone was gentle and his eyes seemed to be smiling, but Cheng Miao heard a hint of disappointment from his words.
Cheng Miao pursed her lips and said, "Everyone is afraid of death. This is inevitable."
Jiang Chen was amused by Cheng Miao. He looked over, his narrow eyes filled with emotions that Cheng Miao couldn't understand, "You didn't."
Cheng Miao tilted his head, "I haven't been pushed to that point yet."
Cheng Miao didn't want to flaunt his moral character. After all, it hadn't happened to him, so it was always easy to say so.
Not responsible yet.
Jiang Chen's eyes flickered and he turned to look at the clouds in the sky, "Knowing this is already better than them."
