"The person after being woken up may not be the same person as before, but may have been taken away from him, or the setting may have changed." As an experienced search and rescue team member, Wen Lan is particularly concerned about similar issues. It's about trust and it's about life.
As questions are raised one after another, the more questions there are, the more troubles there are.
Yan Yueming said: "Whether I want to play the drum or not is a question. Although my aunt is definitely and absolutely impossible to harm me, she didn't tell me this matter personally, so I still feel scared in my heart. What if this is simply a deception by a fox in a dream? Where's mine? And, besides us and kindergartens, there are probably a few families with children who are awake right now. Who's going to knock on it?"
Whether the drum should be played and who should play the drum are all questions.
Li Zheng asked Wen Lan to fire a flare gun into the sky, but no one responded. Yan Fei and the other team members either fell into a deep sleep or found a way to resist the temptation of the fox's words like them. But caught in other dangers unable to respond.
Both situations are terrible.
Finally, Li Zheng made a decision, "Let's go back to the kindergarten and meet the principal."
But something strange happened.
When they returned to the kindergarten again, they found that the kindergarten was closed. All the lights were turned off, and there was no movement of any living person under the heavy snow cover. At the dark gate, there was only the whine of the wind and snow passing through the iron gate.
What about the children and teachers?
Hazel immediately forgot to cry. She stood on the seat and leaned against the window and blinked. Her eyes showed surprise and astonishment at first, and finally showed a strange hint of joy. She asked happily: "Is the school closed down?"
Yan Yueming: "..."
Yin Xiaoming understood him very well, but still covered his mouth.
Wen Lan and Li Zheng got out of the car one after another to investigate. Yan Yueming watched them enter the kindergarten. After a while, the lights in the classroom on the first floor and the principal's office on the second floor came on.
While waiting nervously, Yan Yueming took out his telescope and looked quietly into the distance.
Unfortunately, the snow was too heavy and it was dark night. He couldn't see anything. He didn't know if the kite was still flying in the sky or what the fox was doing. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Dahuang, "Dahuang, did you sense anything?"
Dahuang raised his head in confusion, "Woof?"
Yan Yueming pointed to the sky in the distance and gestured to the fox's tail, trying to make it understand. But for Dahuang, the core area of this gap was full of annoying smells. It really didn't understand what Yan Yueming said. Which one is it. Even after the communication failed, Yan Yueming was not discouraged. He turned around and asked Loquat and Taozi if the national teacher Q Ta had ever mentioned the fox.
Taozi tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Master Imperial Master hates all fluffy things."
Loquat also said: "He said that the plush mania is the worst thing to do, it will make people lose their minds."
Yeah?
Then he still chirped.
Yan Yueming expressed doubts about this and said, "Do you know what else the fox said before?"
Hazel raised her hand to answer, "I don't know, I only know that it eats children!"
"That's a lie. It doesn't eat children." Hu Fei turned around from the driver's seat and said, "Foxes rarely take off their masks. The last time they spoke was a long time ago. Even Li Zheng didn't. I’ve never heard it with my own ears.”
Yan Yueming was surprised that there was something happening in this wild place that the seniors had never experienced before, and curiously asked: "Then what did it say?"
Hu Fei put his finger on his lips and said, "Shh."
Yan Yueming immediately shut up, looked at him with doubtful eyes, and shook his head tentatively. Hu Fei smiled shyly, "It's not that I can't say it, but that's what it said. At that time, no one in Hu Di said a word for three days, and everyone who spoke was in trouble."
I see.
At this time Wen Lan came back first. Yan Yueming heard the footsteps and saw it was her from the window. After the two parties exchanged signals, they immediately opened the door and let people in.
Wen Lan had only been out for six or seven minutes, but he was already covered in wind and snow, his eyebrows were dyed white, and his breath was filled with cold air. Yan Yueming quickly handed over the towel and water, and then asked him about the situation in the kindergarten.
"It's so strange." Wen Lan said while brushing the snow: "Judging from the work log left behind, the child couldn't stop crying, so the principal and teachers took the students out for autumn outings."
Yan Yueming: "Huh?"
Hazel: "Huh? Huh??"
Another thing that Yan Yueming couldn't understand, but seemed very reasonable in Hu Di, happened. He hurriedly asked: "Where did you go for your autumn outing? Is there anywhere else I can go to in Hu Di now?"
Wen Lan didn't know anything about it, and the two waited for a while before Li Zheng came back. He brought further news, "The director left a note on his desk asking us to play the drums."
The clues have been connected since then.
Yan Yueming's thoughts were racing, "So is he really conveying the message of drumming to us? The fox can talk, and then everyone will fall asleep, and then beat the drum to wake everyone up... When we left just now, the director was standing by the window You watched us off and left a note, did you guess that we would come back?"
Wen Lan said in a deep voice: "We are inseparable from each other."
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"Then let's..." Yan Yueming looked at Li Zheng hesitantly, asking for his opinion.
Should I beat this drum or not?
Wen Lan was the first to say: "Let me go. You continue to walk to the bank of the Tianhe River and go to the Red Boat. Some of my teammates must have passed by, and you can meet there. There is strength in numbers, and even if the drums sound, , no matter what bad changes it brings, the whole army will not be wiped out."
At this moment, Wen Lan's figure overlapped with the figures of all the search and rescue team members Yan Yueming knew, which made his heart ripple. He took a deep breath and said, "I'd better go, the news was delivered to me. Maybe the aunt and the director want me to play the drum?"
Hazel looked at this, looked at that, what's going on with these foreigners, are they still fighting over each other? He patted his chest and said, "As long as you help me blow up the school, I will go for you!"
Hearing this, Yan Yueming suddenly had an idea, "I suddenly remembered that Hazel can drill through TVs. Are the walls in the inner city made up of many electronic screens? Can that one be drilled?"
Under his expectant gaze, Li Zheng's mouth slightly curved, "Okay."
On the other side, the inner city.
Although the inner city is large, it is empty except for a drum beating platform. When the fox spoke, Yan Feizheng and his teammates forcibly took the reluctant Guapi operator into the inner city, climbed the ninety-nine steps, and climbed to the drum stage.
"It's night, it's time to sleep."
The fox's voice is extremely seductive, even if his will is as strong as Yan Fei's,
I still felt that my brain was out of control in an instant. But at this moment, the Guapi operator next to him began to break down and cry, holding his Guapi hat with both hands, and snot bubbles were still coming from his nostrils.
Yan Fei suddenly became energetic, and his teammates also showed disgusted expressions, "You are not a child, why are you crying? ()"
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"Hu Di is going to end!" Guapi, a three-and-a-half-year-old man, knelt on the steps, weeping in pain, grabbing the ground with his head, and then straightened up suddenly, raising his hands in the air, "The sky is going to fall!"
The wind and snow were swirling above his head, and he performed alone in the snow for five minutes, which made his teammates exclaim that it was wonderful.
Yan Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of thought flashed in his eyes. He raised his head, his eyes briefly resting on the kite, and then looked over the steps to the drum above.
It was a very large drum. The drum body was painted with red paint, and the drum head was made of the skin of some kind of animal. The drum body and drum head are sewn together with fine linen rope, and the stitches are rough.
Yan Fei withdrew his gaze and squatted in front of Guapi, "Tell me, how will the sky fall?"
Guapi was trembling, his eyes were distracted, but he bit his lip and refused to answer. Yan Fei immediately stood up and walked up again. Within two steps, Guapi rushed forward and hugged his calf, "No, you can't play the drum. You will die, you really will die! Something big will happen. !”
But who is Yan Fei? He was a notorious thorn from the police station to the gas phase bureau. He immediately winked at his teammates, and one of them picked up Guapi's arm and carried him to the drum ring.
Guapi cried all the way, with snowflakes flying above his head. Those who didn't know thought he was on the guillotine.
"I'll give you one last chance, will you tell me?" Yan Fei threw the person to the ground, his voice was colder and more oppressive than Feixue. Guapi knelt on the snow, raised his head tremblingly, and saw the drum facing him, his teeth chattering.
"No, I really can't play the drum, I can't..."
The teammates couldn't help but look thoughtful, "He keeps saying that he can't play the drums. What are the consequences of playing the drums? What is the logical chain here?"
Yan Fei: "The fox talks, falls asleep, beats the drum, and then... wakes up?"
The two of them looked up at the kite at the same time. The huge kite was parked above their heads, casting a shadow on the drumming stage. The pure white fox was the same color as the snow. It stared at the person below and said nothing.
The wind blew, blowing up the snowflakes all over the sky, and also blowing up its snow-white hair.
Guapi seemed to be stimulated by something in their words, and began to mutter to himself, with a hint of madness in his eyes, "Wake up... ho ho, wake up... everyone wake up..."
"People who wake up from their sleep will..."
When he reached the critical moment, his eyes suddenly widened, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his whole body stiffened and began to twitch. His teammates were shocked and quickly stepped forward to restrain his body.
Yan Fei decisively pulled out the injection and pricked the back of his neck. It was a life-saving injection at a critical moment, but Yan Fei still used it on an NPC without hesitation, just to get the second half of his sentence.
"Tell me, what will happen?"
The Guapi operator's eyes had begun to wander. His mouth opened and closed, and he struggled to spit out a few words, "I will see it, I will see it... it's really..."
The next second, his brain exploded.
Blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth, and everywhere, even spraying, dyeing Yan Fei's clothes red, as well as the pure white snow on the drumming stage. !
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