After being abroad for a few days, Jian Jing had already developed a deep hatred for Western food. But when Jiang Baiyan brought her freshly baked mini burgers and asked her if she wanted to try them, she still couldn't resist the temptation.

"Is it delicious? This is our lunch tomorrow. I also prepared sandwiches and seaweed rice balls." Jiang Baiyan's level of flattery is first-class.

Jian Jing nodded while eating: "What did you say you found just now?"

"I don't know, it's something very strange." He took out a stainless steel chopstick box from his pocket.

Jian Jing took it and put it under the lamp to look at it carefully.

Jiang Baiyan brought a chair for her to sit on, and sat on the edge of the bed, saying, "Be careful, this thing is strange, it's alive."

Jian Jing opened the lid, but only saw a dead branch, and couldn't help wondering, "Is it alive?"

"Yes." Jiang Baiyan said, "I put it in a plastic bag before, and it actually got out by itself."

There is a difference between seeking death and looking for death. The purpose of the former is to lure the enemy into the trap, while the latter is simply out of his mind. The root looked strange, how could he put it in his pocket without any precautions? As soon as

it showed its head, he pulled it out and threw it on the chopping board.

Jian Jing was very curious, so she took out a knife and forked it, examining it carefully: "There is no clue on the outside, it is no different from a dead branch."

"Could it be something like Cordyceps sinensis?" Jiang Baiyan guessed, "Or it is an insect, can't they also pretend to be plants?"

Jian Jing nodded, lit the windproof lighter, and the high flame slowly approached. Just

when it was about to approach the roots, it suddenly came alive, like an insect awakening from hibernation, tearing its trunk apart and escaping, leaving only the part that was pierced by the knife tip still in place.

"It runs fast." Jian Jing smiled, thinking, "It seems that it is afraid of fire."

Jiang Baiyan's reasoning was not good, but his brain was still very bright: "Fire?"

Jian Jing nodded: "Qi Tian is a master of Xuanmen. If he set the fire, there must be a reason. But, this thing is either an animal or a plant, and it has nothing to do with metaphysics, right?"

She had encountered several special missions before. Many times, whether it was metaphysics or coincidence was just a matter of thought.

The Seven Star Sealing Coffin was murder, and no one could say that Qi Tian was really immortal. Xie Wei's borrowed luck was the most mysterious. It seemed that he was borrowed, but it was also entirely possible that he was just unlucky. Even he himself had doubts and committed suicide to apologize for this.

In the case of Lindong Castle, she even got the ring that carried the curse of the Sar family. But she knew the whole story of Melanie's death clearly. It had nothing to do with metaphysics. She was not cursed to death.

What about this time?

"Could it be a snake?" Jiang Baiyan's mind was full of ideas. "It's something similar to Cordyceps sinensis, which can infect people."

Jian Jing was not sure either: "Maybe?"

Neither of them understood this subject. They stared at each other for a long time, but to no avail.

"Forget it, let's go to bed early." Jian Jing gave up thinking about the nature of the universe. Now that the bait has been thrown out, whether she can catch a fish depends on luck.

She put on her clothes, pressed the gun under the pillow, tied the dagger to her thigh, and even changed into a pair of white shoes for indoor wear. Of course, she had just bought them, so the soles had to be clean. Otherwise, even if foreigners didn't mind, she would feel uncomfortable.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep.

The sound of rain outside the window continued.

In the darkness, Jane Jing heard the shallow breathing beside her, a bit like pudding. It likes to nestle in her legs and take a nap when the sun is at its brightest in the afternoon.

It's a bit cute.

She couldn't help asking, "Are you scared?"

"Not bad." His voice was also lazy, with a hook at the end, reminding people of the tip of a cat's tail. "I was very scared when I was a child, but not so much now."

Jian Jing: "So the haunted house is a character setting, right?"

"Of course not. Character settings deceive people, I don't deceive people." Jiang Baiyan defended his professional ethics, "It's just a little exaggerated, magnifying the details of life."

Jian Jing: "..."

"Jingjing, why did you come here?" It was his turn to ask, "Do you want to avenge Xie Wei?"

"You seem to care about him a lot."

"I'm jealous of him." He turned over, lying on his side and looking at her face. "You only met once, but you remembered him for so long."

Jian Jing smiled: "No, I..." She hesitated and sighed, "I don't remember what he looks like anymore."

The surprise and confusion that Xie Wei brought her were permanently engraved in her heart.

It was difficult for her to forget the various traces in the hot spring hotel, but his appearance had gradually become blurred over the years.

"He is like the starry sky I saw at sea. I will always remember the feeling, but I will slowly forget what the stars look like specifically."

Jiang Baiyan asked, "Is this love?"

Jian Jing asked back, "What is love?"

He said, "I don't know."

"I don't know either."

"You've written about it. "

"I made it up." Jian Jing said frankly, "The love in the story is just one of thousands of guesses. It may be like this, or it may not be."

"If you meet it, can you recognize it?"

She felt suspended: "It's hard to say. If it were really that smart, how could there be so many misses and regrets."

"That's right."

The room became quiet.

After a while, Jiang Baiyan turned over and asked her, "Jingjing, what kind of person do you like?"

Jian Jing was stumped, and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Maybe...

someone who is good-looking?" Alas, love is like a cloud of mist, gorgeous and ever-changing. When people see others have it, they always want to try it, but no one knows what is inside.

Everyone's blind box is different.

Maybe it's a rose, maybe it's a monster.

Everyone also has their own set of selection criteria. Some people choose what is delivered to their door, some choose the glittering one, and some choose the most suitable one.

She doesn't have any special inclination for the time being. If she has to say, she hopes it's good-looking.

"Huh——" An exaggerated sigh of relief came from the side.

Jian Jing: "?"

"I was a little nervous just now, but luckily I passed." He patted his chest, looking relieved.

Jian Jing was speechless.

"Really, I was more nervous than my first audition." Jiang Baiyan was very sensible and did not ask any questions. Instead, he promoted himself, "Teacher Jingjing, do you think I'm good-looking?"

He couldn't go against his conscience.

She was honest: "Not bad."

Jiang Baiyan said: "I have other advantages."

"Can I shovel shit?"

"No, no, I have an advantage that others don't have, and you haven't discovered it yet." He promoted himself seriously as if he was in an interview.

Jian Jing was immediately curious: "What?"

"I don't have to take responsibility."

She: "???"

"No responsibility, no status, no burden." He rubbed her pillow and told her a secret, "Some people are very serious. After sleeping together, they have to date, and when they date, they have to consider marriage, and when they get married, they have to consider family... I don't have such worries, anything is fine."

Jian Jing couldn't help it: "Is this something to be proud of?"

"I didn't say I'm so good, but this is indeed my advantage." Jiang Baiyan argued, as if it made sense, "Jiang Xun is water, water has no fixed shape, it can be whatever you want it to be, how great."

Jian Jing: "..."

You didn't understand your name this way before.

"What do you think?" he asked.

Jian Jing said, "You should try to find other advantages of yours."

He frowned and said bitterly, "I can't think of any. I have many disadvantages: I'm young, I have no money, I'm not smart, my work environment is chaotic, and I have a lot of scandals... Apart from being able to cook, shovel shit, grow flowers, act, paint a little, sculpt a little, take some photos, and barely make money, there's nothing else I can show for myself."

"You've said less."

"What?"

Jian Jing gritted his teeth, "Versailles."

"..." Jiang Baiyan was immediately frightened by the current situation.

He yawned exaggeratedly and said, "I'm sleepy. I'll go to bed first. Can you do it later?" After all, she was in a special copy. Jian Jing was too lazy to argue with him and said business: "I'll stay for the rest of the night."

He didn't insist: "Okay, then you go to

bed first." Jian Jing turned over and tried to fall asleep. She

couldn't fall asleep.

Someone was staring at her, and she couldn't fall asleep instinctively.

"I'll go to bed first." Jiang Baiyan noticed it and took the initiative to say, "It's rare to sleep next to Jingjing. I must cherish it."

He turned over and buried himself in the pillow obediently. He fell asleep in a moment.

Jian Jing was afraid of falling asleep, so he didn't dare to close his eyes. He lay on the bed in a daze. After a while, he was too bored and turned his head to look at the big pudding beside him.

He is only 21 years old this year, and has not yet lost the soft outline of a teenager. Especially since he stopped dieting recently, he has gained some weight on his face, and looks younger than before. He

is obedient, small, and pitiful.

But this is just the appearance. When it comes to the ways of the world, he is more proficient than most older people.

Occasionally, Jian Jing would wonder, which side is the real him? Is he the black-bellied and calculating person, the green tea with hidden intentions, the white lotus pretending to be pitiful, or the child with a heart full of enthusiasm?

Now it seems that maybe all are right, maybe none of them are right.

This is all him, the color of water.

While his thoughts were flying, something passed through his eyes.

Jian Jing immediately threw away all the distracting thoughts and focused all his attention on the abnormality in the room.

It was a shadow.

She deliberately left a night light on, and the light illuminated the shadow of the person passing by outside the door.

Who is lurking outside?

She breathed softly, covered Jiang Baiyan's mouth, and woke him up. He was brave and pointed at her, indicating that she should ambush in the corner.

Jian Jing nodded slightly and got out of bed lightly.

Jiang Baiyan hugged her pillow and stuffed it into the quilt, covering it tightly. At first glance, it seemed that there was someone lying here.

Jian Jing hid in the closet and waited patiently.

The shadow outside the door was very careful and lurked there motionlessly for more than ten minutes without moving.

But the person inside was more patient than him.

Finally, the other party couldn't wait any longer and gently pushed open the door.

He walked in slowly.

The faint night light illuminated his face.

It was old Frank.

He was completely different from the frail old man he had been before. He held an axe in his hand, squinted at the person on the bed, then raised his arm and swung it down heavily.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Baiyan rolled under the bed swiftly, and Jian Jing pushed open the door of the closet, exerting her agility to the extreme, like a lioness hunting, and pounced on Old Frank's back.

Bang!

The two fell heavily on the bed.

"Ah-ah-ah" Old Frank let out a weird roar.

Jian Jing tried hard to suppress his struggling movements and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Old Frank turned his head, and his cloudy eyes were almost invisible. He was obviously very old, but his struggle was getting stronger and stronger, and it was getting harder and harder to suppress.

Jian Jing: "Get the rope."

Jiang Baiyan immediately went to the suitcase to find the rope. His preparations in Huanghun Town were quite detailed. Although there were no high mountains in the forest, he still bought an outdoor parasailing rope, which was very sturdy.

Jian Jing took the rope and was about to tie Old Frank's hand. But he suddenly turned his head, not the usual 90 or 120 degrees, but a big 180-degree twist.

The head that was pressed underneath was twisted to the back as if it was broken, and stared at her.

Jian Jing held back her surprise and did not lose her strength.

Old Frank smiled grimly and opened his mouth to bite her wrist.

"Damn it!" Jian Jing cursed and grabbed the pillow with her backhand. But before she could hold him down, old Frank suddenly became extremely powerful and knocked her over as if possessed by an evil spirit.

He hunched his back, picked up the axe, and smashed it down hard.

Clang! The axe hit the bed frame, the wood broke, and the whole bed collapsed instantly.

The room was too small, and it was easy to get hurt accidentally.

Jian Jing didn't hesitate for long, and immediately pulled Jiang Baiyan over: "Run!"