Looking up again at the painting of the rainy night, I saw a woman in green with a ferocious face in the center of the picture.
Xiao Cheng breathed a slight sigh of relief, then turned to look at Fang He beside her and sincerely praised him, "You were so cool just now."
"Handsome, right? You risked half your life for it." Fang He's face was excessively pale, and his eyes were bloodshot, making him look somewhat eerie.
The red rope trembled and was tied back on her wrist, looking listless. Xiao Cheng couldn't help but flick it: "It can still recover, right?"
“Yes.” Fang He nodded. “Let’s go, it’s almost time. Let’s go find the tour guide.”
The tour guide was standing outside the art museum, holding a parasol.
The moment all the players left, the entire art museum vanished, just as silently as it had appeared.
"In the last thirty seconds, stopping at the designated spot is not how tourists behave," the tour guide said, looking at them with a grim expression.
"Just tell me if we're late or not," Xiao Cheng said rebelliously, shrugging her shoulders.
“You didn’t cherish your travel companions at all.” The tour guide pointed to player number 4, Xu Chu, and player number 7 whom he was carrying, one by one. “You did something unforgivable.”
"Not really, are we? We get along really well, we've completely merged into one, inseparable, and become one." Xiao Cheng continued to tease her.
The tour guide fell silent, his sinister gaze fixed on her, as if he was about to explode with anger.
But she quickly composed herself: "Our trip will continue. Due to limited funds, this time your mode of transportation will be..."
She didn't continue speaking, but pointed to the other end of the road and gave a strange smile.
Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing.
I saw an oxcart that was about to fall apart.
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