The two of them first came to the animal training area, where bears, lions, tigers, monkeys, sheep and other animals lived together in groups.
These supposedly ferocious animals are now as gentle as cute kittens, lying on the ground mixed with rose petals.
The animals lazily raised their eyelids, glanced at these passers-by, and then quickly looked away again.
They don't seem interested in humans.
At the edge of the fence, a horse caught their attention.
It is different from other animals. It stands dignified and its hair is soft, clean and shiny. It is obviously well cared for.
It raised its handsome face, and its meaning was obvious: come and pick me up.
Unfortunately, it's black.
Yuan Qingli walked over uncontrollably, reached out and touched it twice.
She narrowed her eyes comfortably: "It feels good. It would be so happy if I could ride it and gallop on the vast prairie."
The way Lu Xingyun looked at her, she didn't come for a dangerous mission, but instead came to travel and relax.
"Can I ask which dungeon you have played this time?" Zhuang Ruo asked casually in a relaxed tone.
Yuan Qingli's eyes were covered with a layer of defense: "Not much, just the beginning."
Lu Xingyun hummed slightly, and then spoke.
"When I first entered the dungeon, I thought money could settle everything. I didn't want to use my brain and do anything, and just wanted to win all the way. Until later, money was useless."
"More and more players were dying, and it made me realize that I couldn't treat it like a normal game anymore."
"It's no longer as simple as using a gamepad to control it, and there is no resurrection mode."
"The next person to die may be me."
Yuan Qingli felt more and more strange the more she listened.
She kept stroking the horse with her hands, tilted her head slightly, and her soft eyes, filled with enjoyment, fell leisurely on Lu Xingyun.
"I didn't ask you, why are you telling me so much?"
There is no need for honesty between them, nor is it necessary for them to be honest.
Lu Xingyun looked at Yuan Qingli intently for a moment, then the corners of his lips curled up, and his voice sounded very happy.
"I have a hunch that you will become my teammate. This is to tell the truth and increase understanding."
Lu Xingyun believed in his choice.
Never go wrong.
Because he has been lucky enough since he was a child.
Yuan Qingli lowered her eyes and swept her long eyelashes down.
"Then tell me, what skills did you use that gave you such a premonition?"
Before Lu Xingyun had time to explain, Bo Zijin, who looked slightly pale, followed him.
There were incomprehensible emotions in his eyes, like surging waves, or like ripples from an ancient well at midnight.
"Have you found any clues?"
"No." Hearing the voice, Yuan Qingli turned around and said, "There are no red horses in the animal taming park."
Lu Xingyun: "But it's strange. This black horse is well taken care of. I just observed its body, even the raised hoofs. It doesn't look like a horse that lives in a circus and often performs. Instead, it looks like a horse." Uncle, I stumbled into this place by mistake, so I stayed here just to play."
Bo Zijin said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.
"The mission requires us to find the red horse. This mission seems simple. But..."
His sharp and cautious eyes swept around the perimeter, "There are all kinds of animals in this pen. There are at least three of each animal, but there is only one horse. Something is wrong."
Lu Xingyun followed his words and guessed: "That's right. Unless there are events that require more horses in today's circus performance, we can pay attention to it later."
The two looked at each other in silence for five seconds. It was rare that they didn't hear Yuan Qingli speak and express his opinions.
So he cast his gaze at the same time.
I saw the girl in the cheongsam bending down slightly and whispering something to the black horse.
A butterfly embroidered with gold thread on the cheongsam almost flew away in the light.
"What are you doing? Do you understand horse language?" Lu Xingyun leaned over.
"..."
Yuan Qingli stood up with her hands on the railing, twisting two rose petals in her hands.
"I'm a little concerned about this." He said, putting the rose petals into his pocket.
Bo Zijin, who had been observing the surroundings, interrupted the conversation between the two and said, "Look over there."
Look in the direction pointed by Bo Zijin's finger.
That is--
Close to the theater lobby.
