There is no king on this mural of his subjects kneeling.
Xin Zhixia frowned and thought for a moment, and then she saw the name of this mural in the lower left corner of the huge mural.
"Hundred Subjects"
A thought flashed through my mind.
Just when Xin Zhixia was about to capture this idea, Lin Mu came over and urged, "If you wait any longer, we will be late."
"Um."
Xin Zhixia walked towards the restaurant.
Jiao Yue, who was following him, also noticed that there was an extra mural. He took a quick glance at it and followed the two of them.
By the time the three of them arrived at the restaurant, there were already many people sitting in the restaurant.
"It seems we arrived a little late." Lin Mu whispered.
Xin Yi and Jiao Yue, one nodded, the other coughed slightly, and led Lin Mu to sit down in their seats.
Xin Zhixia looked around and found that there were still three people missing in the restaurant.
They are Chu Chu, Gao Ming and Ye Lan.
Xin Zhixia chuckled, leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes to rest.
After a while, several maids filed in pushing the dining cart as usual and delivered the food to the players.
Hearing the sound, Xin Zhixia slowly raised her eyelids, looked around, then found a comfortable angle, and closed her eyes.
To others, this scene looks like a sleepy person who is woken up while sleeping, then naturally opens his eyes to check, finds that nothing is wrong, and finally falls asleep peacefully again.
Such a natural behavior naturally did not attract any special attention from other people present.
When the food was served, the hungry players picked up their knives and forks and prepared to eat.
Today's lunch is macaroni, steak, fried eggs, vegetable salad, etc.
I don't know if it was Lin Mu's own illusion, but the lunch that he was destined not to eat today looked even more delicious than the previous three days.
Sure enough, human nature is like this. What you can't get feels particularly good.
The bright moon next to her looked at Lin Mu who was swallowing frantically to avoid drooling, her forehead twitched, and then she reached her right hand under the table and pinched Lin Mu's thigh.
Lin Mu suddenly woke up.
He glanced at the bright moon, then quietly looked at the player who was using the knife and fork at this time, pursed his lips, and secretly took out a small tomato from his bracelet.
When no one was paying attention, he threw it into the plate in front of him, then quickly picked it up with a fork, deliberately slowing down the tomatoes and put them into his mouth.
Everyone else's attention was on the dinner plate in front of them, but they didn't notice Lin Mu's previous actions. Beige on the other side only saw Lin Mu taking a bite of a small tomato.
But Jiao Yue, who was sitting on her left hand side, could feel the pain of suppressing her laughter very clearly.
Seeing Lin Mu swallowing the tomato, Jiao Yue also picked up the knife and fork on the dining table, looking like she was ready to start.
When Lin Mu saw Jiaoyue picking up the knife and fork, he suddenly frowned, showing a painful expression. He covered his stomach with his right hand, threw the fork back to the table with his left hand, and grabbed the tablecloth tightly.
His expression looked miserable, and his voice was not too loud, but his voice was trembling, and he said to the bright moon, "Why does my stomach hurt so suddenly?"
Jiaoyue quickly dropped her knife and fork and asked eagerly: "Are you okay? You haven't eaten yet, why do you have a stomachache?"
"I just ate a small tomato. No, it hurts too much."
After Lin Mu finished speaking, he knocked his head on the table with a painful expression, buried his head in his left arm, and curled up into a ball.
From the beginning of this dungeon, Lin Mu was a talker. You could almost hear Lin Mu talking every time at the dinner table.
Some of the other players were preparing to eat, and some had already eaten several mouthfuls. At this time, they all saw Lin Mu holding his stomach with a very painful expression.
Master Xia put down his knife and fork and said with a worried look on his face: "What's wrong with Lin Mu?"
Dongsi, Dongqi, Li Chaoyang and Zhang Peng just glanced at Lin Mu, and then acted like it had nothing to do with them, and ate very sweetly.
When Zhang Peng saw Beige stop his knife and fork, he also turned to look at Lin Mu, and even reminded him, "Don't meddle in other people's affairs. This is a copy."
After saying that, he forked the macaroni and ate it happily, with a look in his eyes as if he was watching a good show.
Beige lowered his head and said weakly "Yeah".
Dong San's side was similar. He signaled Dong Er not to pay attention to useless things and eat well.
Dong Er turned to look back at Dong San, who said, "We are all veteran players. How can we not have a healing item?"
Jiao Yue was so anxious that she was sweating. She stretched out her hand and pulled Lin Mu's sleeve, "Then I'd better take you back to the room?"
"..."
What Lin Mu returned to Haoyue was silence and humming sounds, with no reply at all.
Beige next to him glanced at Lin Mu again, feeling a little sympathetic. This man was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
His eyes couldn't help but look to the other side of the bright moon. The man named Xin Yi was also a teammate in their room.
She was soundly asleep at this time, and this movement didn't even wake her up.
Jiao Yue moved her hands for a moment and took a deep breath, "Then there's nothing you can do about it like this. I'd better take you upstairs."
After saying this, Gaoyue stretched out her hand towards the forest trees, looking at the posture to drag the forest trees up.
At this moment, there was a sound of tableware falling to the ground and breaking.
The sound is incredibly crisp and particularly noticeable in the restaurant.
And the place of origin is on the right hand side of beige.
Beige was also startled and turned his head to look at Zhang Peng on the right.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Peng suddenly stood up, half-bent with his head lowered, his hands on the dining table, tightly grasping the tablecloth, his exposed arms were tense, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his body was rising and falling violently. With.
Everyone else looked at Zhang Peng inexplicably, wondering what he was up to.
Beige saw the unkind eyes of the people in Dongyi's room, pursed her lips, tentatively stretched out her hand, and pulled Zhang Peng's clothes.
"Brother Zhang Peng, everyone is looking at you, please sit down first."
Approaching Zhang Peng, Beige heard clearly that Zhang Peng's breathing was particularly turbid and heavy at this time, and it seemed that he was breathing very hard.
With a worried look on his beige face, he leaned over and lowered his head, trying to check Zhang Peng's expression from bottom to top.
Just when Beige leaned over to take a look, he was hit by a drop of liquid on the face.
Then everyone heard the beige scream "Ah" and fell backwards, taking the chairs with them to the side.
Beige's face was full of fear, and he was crawling to one side in a panic.
"What's wrong?" Master Xia quickly stood up and wanted to walk this way.
Before Master Xia could take a step, Zhang Peng suddenly raised his head.
There was blood coming from the nose and mouth, the teeth were stained with blood, and the mouth was open wide, trying to breathe.
The whites of the eyes were red, and blood seemed to be spilling out, and then blood actually flowed out of the eyes.
A stream of blood trickled down from the corner of his eye to his chin.
"Uh-huh"
Zhang Peng grabbed his own throat with both hands, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
The mouth trying to breathe and speak did not work at this time, but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Blood sprayed onto the tablecloth, and the next moment the tablecloth was dyed red, and the blood spread all the way.
