Jiang Li picked out some relatively complete armor pieces, but didn't pick up the ones that were too broken.
During the picking process, some "half-bitten small pieces of meat" will fall out from the inside of the nail.
These small pieces of meat are kneaded from minced meat residue, mixed with blood and essence.
The scarlet meat pellets are processed into the shells, then cooked and stir-fried to make snacks.
Just the smell of these meat-flavored melon seeds gives me a "nice to eat" feeling.
Jiang Li buried his head and picked through the black mud at the entrance of the tavern for a short while.
She counted the number, and now there were nineteen pieces in her hand, with one piece left to go.
Jiang Li searched carefully again.
In the tight black mud at the threshold, there was a complete-looking nail, deeply embedded in the mud.
Jiang Li pulled it out twice, but her nails sank deeper into the mud, and the mud was hard, making it difficult to pull out.
After several failed attempts, Jiang Li went to the wine table and got the "armor removal pliers."
She clamped the nail piece with nail remover, pulled it up hard, and pulled it out easily.
This last piece of nail has no other flaws except that there is a bit too much blood on it.
Jiang Li gathered together twenty nails and was in a good mood.
She quickly stood up and walked to her seat.
Behind Jiang Li, at the threshold of the tavern——
A white hand with its nails pulled out looked out of the mud in surprise and suspicion.
The five fingers emerged from the mud, and they groped around on the left and right sides of the ground for a long time, but could not find their missing nails.
Finally, he had to retreat into the ground in confusion.
at this time.
A drunken drunkard staggered towards the tavern carrying an empty wine bottle.
The drunkard wore black rain boots on his feet and a pair of clean white gloves on his hands.
As he stumbled over, he accidentally stepped on the dirt, his white hand before he could take it back.
The middle finger of Bai's hand was crushed and the bones shattered with a "click".
The drunkard held on to the door frame and burped.
He was just about to lift his foot to enter the door, but unexpectedly, the white hand that had been crushed suddenly stretched out and grabbed the drunkard's ankle in revenge.
The drunkard stumbled when someone pulled him.
Then his facial features turned downward, and his teeth directly hit the corner of the chair in front of him.
A "boom" sound.
The drunkard knocked out one of his front teeth, and his white teeth were stained red with blood.
Feeling something flowing out of his nose, the drunkard raised his hand and wiped it randomly, and blood stained his white gloves.
After the drunkard fell, he turned over and simply lay on his back.
He stared at the ceiling, blinked twice, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Inside the tavern.
Jiang Li put the pile of nails on the table.
She pushed ten pieces of nails in front of Xu Haoran.
"Use this to settle the bill," Jiang Li said.
Xu Haoran looked at the pile of armor pieces in front of him. The corners of his mouth were raised for a second, and his expression was still excited.
But the next second, his expression froze.
Xu Haoran stared at a piece of a woman's pink nails, his eyes showing a hint of fear.
"Jiang Li, where did you find it?" Xu Haoran picked up the pink nail, "This is a manicure nail."
"Picked it up outside the door." Jiang Li responded immediately after swallowing a mouthful of honey lemon tea.
Xu Haoran's Adam's apple rolled, "Take me there."
Xu Haoran stood up first and walked towards the door.
Jiang Li also got up quickly.
She turned her and Xu Haoran's chairs so that the wooden chairs faced outwards to ensure that no one would occupy their seats.
After finishing the chairs, Jiang Li followed Xu Haoran and hurried to the entrance of the tavern.
At this time, Xu Haoran had already picked up the drunkard at the door and gently put him aside.
"Where exactly?" Xu Haoran raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Li, with tears glistening in his eyes.
Jiang Li squatted down and pointed to the mud near the threshold, "That's it."
Xu Haoran also squatted down.
He drew his sword and pressed it on the hilt.
The sword shortened instantly, turning from a long sword into a short dagger.
Xu Haoran dug into the soil with a dagger.
He wanted to search to see if anything else would appear in this dirt field.
After three or two blows, a dead white hand emerged from the black mud.
This white hand, which was originally sleeping, was awakened again.
Xu Haoran grabbed the white hand and observed it back and forth for a few seconds.
The nail on the middle finger of Bai's hand was pulled out, but the nails on the other fingers are still there, but none of them have been manicured.
"Is there any problem?" Jiang Li asked nervously.
Xu Haoran paused, put down his white hand without changing his expression, and quickly filled the pit back with black mud, "No problem."
The white hand was buried again.
Xu Haoran searched for other places around for a while.
No more pink nails were found, and no useful items were found.
Jiang Li and Xu Haoran returned to their seats.
Xu Haoran took the initiative to explain, "I can confirm that those pink nails... are from Qingqing."
Xu Haoran's face turned pale.
He picked up the pink nail and slowly placed it in front of Jiang Li.
Then, he took out his mobile phone and dug out the chat history between him and Zhao Qingqing a few days ago.
In the chat history, Zhao Qingqing was showing Xu Haoran the new manicure she had done on herself at home.
The style of manicure is very special.
On the manicure, there are not only the letters Z and X, but also a white heart painted small on the left and large on the right.
"It's indeed Qingqing's." Jiang Li compared it and found that the nail he picked up was exactly the same as the one in the photo.
Xu Haoran said softly "Hmm".
Both of them knew very well that Qingqing had been here before and might have had her nails pulled out forcefully.
As for whether Zhao Qingqing is dead or alive, no one knows.
Xu Haoran was a little excited after getting the clues from Zhao Qingqing.
He lowered his eyelashes, reached out and picked up his cup of honey grapefruit tea on the table, and put it into his mouth with a shudder.
The cold drink with ice cubes slides into the throat, irritating the teeth and intestines.
Xu Haoran only felt that his whole body was getting colder.
"Maybe Qingqing was just injured, or maybe...she was killed." Xu Haoran raised his eyes, his eyelashes were wet.
Jiang Li thought for a moment and said comfortingly, "Just a few more minutes and we can ask the landlady about Zhao Qingqing."
Xu Haoran was silent for a few seconds and made a request to Jiang Li.
"Jiang Li, I want to see the scene in Qingqing's prophecy, okay? I want to know the characteristics of Qingqing's murderer."
Jiang Li did not agree immediately.
Because Jiang Li remembered that the scene of death in Xu Haoran's prophecy was Xu Haoran holding a knight's sword and frantically chopping something in the pool.
Now that I think about it, it was probably revenge.
Jiang Li was a little worried.
If you show it to Xu Haoran, it might cause more troubles, or even lead him to the predicted death ending.
When Jiang Li was worried about how to respond, a man's head... slowly appeared next to the wine table.
Jiang Li and Xu Haoran caught a glimpse of the extra head on the edge of the wine table, and they both stood up in fright.
He smells so drunk, he is an alcoholic.
But Jiang Li and the others didn't see the drunkard approaching at all.
The drunk seemed to appear out of thin air.
The drunkard put his drunken head on the edge of the wine table and laughed stupidly.
The drunkard looked at Xu Haoran with his open front teeth and his mouth full of blood, and asked innocently:
"Can we... share the table? Hiccup, beauty... you just... hugged me... you smell so good, I want to... sit with you..."
The drunkard's face was red, and he looked at the fair-looking Xu Haoran in a daze.
Xu Haoran thought that Zhao Qingqing might have died, and his sadness had not yet returned.
He looked at the drunkard with wet eyes and almost cried, "Brother, what's wrong with your eyes? I'm not a beauty, I'm a man! Of course not..."
Jiang Li glanced at the drunkard's black rain boots and said, "Of course!"
Xu Haoran's voice of "Of course not" was covered by Jiang Li.
Jiang Li frowned at Xu Haoran, glanced downwards, and shook his head slightly.
Forest Tavern Survival Rules, Article 6:
[Please be wary of guests wearing black rain boots, and be sure to get along well with the guest wearing black rain boots, especially when he requests to share a table. 】
Xu Haoran suddenly remembered something.
He quickly glanced at the drunkard's shoes, and his heart skipped a beat!
Xu Haoran immediately agreed with Jiang Li, changed his words and apologized awkwardly.
"Of course you can, haha... Brother, you have such good eyesight. I am the beauty myself."
