As dawn broke, Shekh led the team away from Banshanbao Temple.
Shi Jinzhe caught up with her and handed her a piece of candy.
It's too troublesome not being able to speak. So far, his storyline involves him being flirted with by a mature female teacher without anyone knowing.
Shi Jinzhe couldn't understand whether his character's existence was only for this reason.
The horror plot had nothing to do with him; it was as if he were in a completely different story from everyone else.
Shi Jinzhe kicked away the pebble under his feet. Could it be that his scene was a late-night one...?
"What are you thinking about?"
After asking the question, Shekh remembered that he couldn't hear, and annoyedly took out his notebook and started writing.
Too lazy to ask the same question a second time, she simply drew a monkey picture for Shi Jinzhe.
It turns out that the spirit outside was a primate.
Shi Jin turned back: [I know, your drawing is really cute.]
Shekh: [You too, ?]
...
What a pointless conversation.
Shehdi took countless deep breaths in this instance.
She turned to look for Shi Jinzhe and asked for another piece of candy, hoping the sweetness would soothe her mood.
Shi Jinzhe noticed her unhappiness, so he plucked some foxtail grass from the roadside, gathered a small handful in a few steps, removed the useless tassels, and wove it into a grass snake bracelet for Shehe.
To make it look better, he even used his skill to turn the grass snake purple.
“This one is quite cute.” Shekh put it on his wrist and wrote in his notebook, “Can you make up another one?”
Shi Jinzhe nodded, then wove a fox out of foxtail grass for her. Several tufts of fluffy grass were tied together to make a large, fluffy tail, which swayed back and forth lifelike when picked up.
The raised grass fox not only attracts attention but also draws the attention of its own kind.
A little fox darted out of the bushes and sat obediently in the middle of the road, staring intently at the fox in Shi Jinzhe's hand.
He handed out the grass fox, and the little fox's eyes followed it around.
Shekh glanced at the fox blocking her way, then took the grass fox. The fox tensed up under her gaze, its flat ears showing, but it still wouldn't move.
With a couple of paw paw paw paw paws, the little fox picked up a blade of grass that had fallen to the ground, crouched down, and walked on its belly. When the dog crept up, it broke off its paw, put down the grass, and looked up at him, whimpering.
"Looks like it wants it too," Shekh said casually.
“He can’t hear.” Fu Guan squatted down, wanting to pet the fox, but the fox took two steps back warily, and he couldn’t even touch a hair.
"...There was some discrimination involved."
Shekh chuckled: "You're not like him."
Shi Jinzhe was the one who could make the male peacock display its tail feathers for him.
"...He's pretty good."
Fu Guan could faintly detect a hint of pride, and a touch of sarcasm; in short, Shekh's words were both sarcastic and pleasing.
He didn't know a word during their conversation. He picked up some grass from the ground and shook his head at the fox.
The little fox didn't give up. It leaped back into the grass and quickly brought out something else to give to Shi Jinzhe.
It was a clump of weeds, which at first glance looked like a nest made of grass, with a raised edge, making it look quite decent.
Shi Jin patted its head.
The fox doesn't have such nimble hands; it might have some connection with that spirit.
But even if he took out the grass nest, it wouldn't work. This grass fox was woven for his wife; there was only one, and he wouldn't make a duplicate.
The fox was unwilling to give up, so it lay down on the ground exposing its belly, trying to stage an accident and prevent the fox from leaving.
Jiang Xiaowan, standing behind, clutched her heart. Ah, so cute.
It's fluffy, so fluffy! He should touch it! If not, let her do it.
Time was running out and he couldn't escape. He glanced at Shehe and saw her nod almost imperceptibly.
Fu Guan saw clearly, but his eyes held a complex expression.
No way, it's just a fox. Do you really need to ask if it's okay to break it?
He stared at the fox's exposed belly, and it was a male fox.
When time is up, can you really expect to succeed...?
He was speechless.
Oh dear, I forgot, Shekh is also a snake, and he didn't spare it either. We should be more careful about species control.
As Shi Jin was weaving the grass into knots, he suddenly felt an indescribable gaze upon him from behind.
When he turned around, he saw Fu Guan looking at him like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, as if he were a grand man from the Grand View Garden. Fu Guan's whole demeanor exuded a sense of filth and vulgarity, as if he had grown up in the mud and eaten his fill.
Such a twisted and perverted gaze; I don't want to look at it anymore, I'm just focused on weaving grass.
With the skill boost, his weaving speed doubled, and the vines found their own places to wrap around him. In just two minutes, a human-shaped grass woven figure with a large tail appeared in his hands.
The little fox was very satisfied, satisfied with the human-shaped tail and satisfied with the sweet, life-giving energy that the grass carried. It picked it up and ran off, disappearing in a flash.
Fu Guanzai: "This is something you use and then throw away."
Shekh: "What else, stay and live your life?"
"I was just saying." Fu Guan didn't want to argue with her and stepped forward to be the first one.
After walking for more than an hour, the group saw a minibus without a driver parked on the side of the road.
Huang Yingzong: "I don't know why, but I feel a sense of familiarity when I look at this car now."
The driver was a quiet, unassuming driver; aside from not being able to see where people were, he had no problems whatsoever, so there was absolutely no need to worry about him driving while fatigued.
Shekh patted the car door: "If you're friendly, get in, it's getting dark."
She sat back in the last row, at the very back, and Shi Jin folded up next to her. On the other side were Fu Guan and Jiang Xiaowan.
Qian Chang didn't want to sit with Ye Zhan. In the dungeon, anyone who dared to be the first to start a conflict was no ordinary character, so he had to stay away.
Seeing that Yao Shu was alone, and remembering her bravery in being the first to enter the tower, Qian Chang went over and planned to sit down.
Just then, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
Huang Yingzong said, "Excuse me."
Qian Chang thought he was going to go to the back, so he turned to face the aisle, but Huang Yingzong turned around and sat down next to Yao Shu.
Qian Chang slowly typed out a question mark.
Huang Yingzong and Yao Shu sat together, but what about Lin Shu?
Lin Shu walked back to the third row from the bottom alone, sat in her original seat, and didn't react.
She and Ye Zhan were in the same boat; Qian Chang didn't want to sit with them. Seeing that Huang Yingzong had no intention of getting up, Qian Chang scratched her eyebrows in distress.
He didn't want to be alone, but the two sitting alone were in danger.
Out of the corner of his eye, his gaze focused on the middle seat in the last row.
This is a good spot, and Qian Chang went over and sat down without hesitation. As soon as he sat down, he felt a strange sense of security.
The car started, and no one spoke. Everyone was observing each other, scrutinizing Huang Yingzong and Yao Shu in the front row.
Yao Shu's wish, which she kept repeating in the tower, was that Huang Yingzong would like her. Is it starting to come true?
Yao Shu thought so too, but Huang Yingzong's first words caught her completely off guard.
"I'm sorry, that red envelope was meant for me."
Huang Yingzong didn't want to die, but he also never thought of letting someone else die in his place. Yao Shu's misfortune was undeserved, and he felt genuinely guilty, always feeling that he should do something.
Looking at Yao Shu's swollen forehead, he said, "Is that red envelope with all the money still there? Give it to me later, maybe there's still a chance."
Yao Shu opened her eyes wide, her eyes filled not with emotion, but with fear.
If she had a man like that in real life, she would be incredibly moved. But this is a game. Huang Yingzong's actions might harm her, but didn't he consider that once he took the red envelope back, the plot point he had avoided would come full circle? That's not how you use a sense of responsibility.
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