Chapter 79 Lust Labyrinth 7
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A puff of smoke spewed out of the woman's mouth. In the smoke, the woman's red lips slowly opened:
"No, the Lord's coming is coming soon, so don't get into conflict for now."
"If nothing unexpected happens, they will be killed by the wrong guidance in the copy."
At this point, the woman seemed to feel that her previous posture was not very comfortable. She immediately turned over and groaned. The sound was so sad and enchanting that the young man next to her blushed and his bones went soft.
Then she added:
“Even if it does succeed, it doesn’t matter.”
"Anyway, at this point, all the destruction is just a matter of time for us."
A gust of fragrant wind blew over. The nightclub was going to be another sleepless night tonight. All kinds of "hum and ha" sounds were heard from all around, and the woman laughed with satisfaction.
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"The noodles are roasted on the iron plate like gold, and the egg and chopped green onions are dotted like stars. The spicy vinegar sauce adds flavor, and the crispy and tender taste intoxicates the guests. After being fried in hot oil, the color turns slightly yellow, and the fragrance blows over the short wall with the wind. Don't think it's an ordinary street corner, it can remind the wanderer of his hometown."
"Hey, you guys...what are you doing?"
At the same time, Zhou Mingyuan, who had already recited several poems in praise of the delicious grilled cold noodles in the copy, knew nothing about this.
At this moment, he was watching his two teammates rummaging around, with no intention of going to the basement, and he was full of doubts.
And Ye Xiaoxuan was indeed patrolling back and forth with Ye Xiaohua at this time. In this entire textile factory, like two busy little mice. They had already checked the space on the first floor. They had checked it thoroughly. Now, they returned to the first floor and began to check the space on the first floor.
Since his level increased, Ye Xiaoxuan's consumption of magic power became faster and faster. Before long, most of the magic power had been internalized into his body.
Then... the exploration of the [Sixth Sense] has not changed at all. After thinking for a while, Ye Xiaoxuan decided to continue exploring this textile factory.
I searched for an hour... and found nothing.
Two hours...nothing found.
I searched for three hours... and still found nothing.
Ye Xiaoxuan decided to keep looking.
"Haven't you decided to go to the basement yet?"
Unable to wait any longer, Zhou Mingyuan asked.
"Don't go yet. There should be other paths."
Is it really because of this? Could it be that Xiao Ye is afraid and is looking for an excuse here? Zhou Mingyuan thought about it and was about to say something like "If it really doesn't work, go back first" to Ye Xiaoxuan.
Then with a "click", Ye Xiaohua found a dog hole. Looking out through the dog hole, she could see outside.
With two "slaps", he was slapped in the face. Fortunately, he didn't say it out loud, otherwise he would have been slapped in the face. Hitting in secret doesn't count. Zhou Yuan comforted himself in this way.
As the dog hole opened, several people formed a line and crawled out of the dog hole.
What came into view before their eyes was a rural scene with simple folk customs.
Standing under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, Ye Xiaoxuan secretly assessed that the northern countryside was quite novel.
The July heat wave wafted in the air, carrying with it the smell of soil and livestock. In the distance, the houses of Qingshan Village lay scattered in the valley like randomly scattered building blocks.
Her tired face was reflected in the puddle on the side of the road - she was thirty years old, with shoulder-length black hair, but no fine lines around her eyes.
It was Ye Xiaoxuan's original face, and at the same time the two teammates next to her also returned to their original appearance.
Fortunately, the three of them knew each other's identities, otherwise it would be really awkward.
Zhou Mingyuan, who has returned to his normal state as a bald uncle, looked into the distance and said, "Let's go."
Ye Xiaoxuan nodded, raised her feet and walked, her stomach tightening unconsciously.
In front of the grocery store at the entrance of the village, a few dark-skinned middle-aged men were squatting in the shade smoking. When they saw them, their turbid eyes followed them.
That gaze was like a sticky liquid clinging to the skin, making one uncomfortable but having to endure it.
"Hello, how do I get to the village committee?" Ye Xiaoxuan deliberately raised her voice to make herself sound younger and more harmless.
In any case, say something first and see if you can trigger a conversation.
The men exchanged glances, and one of them, who was missing his front teeth, grinned: "Strangers? What are you doing here?"
"We are Xiaonan's friends, and we are here to look for her." Ye Xiaoxuan said to him, "I heard that we can find her at the village committee."
It's very strange. They didn't say which Xiao Nan it was, but they seemed to know.
"Nan boy!" The man with front teeth heard her words, looked at her for a few times in a pretentious manner, and then said: "Then you have the wrong person, she ran away!"
As he spoke, the man with front teeth narrowed his eyes, and his skin, which was as rough as tree bark, now exuded a strange color.
"Is that so?" Ye Xiaoxuan nodded with a smile, but her heartbeat quickened. At the same time, her body prepared herself to guard against sudden unexpected actions by these copy NPCs.
The man with front teeth did not make things difficult for him: "Go forward, where you see the red flag is the village committee. The village chief should be here now."
Ye Xiaoxuan thanked him and turned around to hear a low voice behind her: "She's pretty..." "Girls in the city are just white..."
She forced herself to keep a steady pace and kept her back straight. Compared to other copies, the NPCs here were a little too real.
Walking on the road,
Zhou Mingyuan: "Why are you so calm? Did you get any news?"
Ye Xiaoxuan: “No.”
Zhou Mingyuan: "Then you..."
Ye Xiaoxuan: "Let's take it one step at a time. Do you have any other ideas?"
Zhou Mingyuan: ...
No, I have to say, Xiaoye is right.
Following the direction pointed out by the villagers, we soon arrived at the village committee.
The village committee was a two-story cement building, and there was indeed a faded red flag at the door. As soon as Xu Nan walked to the door, a man in his fifties came out to greet him.
But the moment she saw him, a crack appeared on Ye Xiaoxuan's expression.
"You are the student from the provincial capital, right? I told you on the phone." The man stretched out his hand, "I am the village chief Zhao Dezhu."
He was wearing a washed-out blue shirt, his belly was slightly bulging, and he had a deliberately enthusiastic smile on his face.
No, it should not be said on the face, because this man has no face at all. The so-called face is just a black hole with three red cracks on it, symbolizing eyes and mouth.
Ye Xiaoxuan shook hands with him, her palms sweating. Zhao Dezhu's palms were damp and cold, like the skin of some amphibian.
"Hello, Village Chief Zhao. Sorry to bother you."
"Don't bother me, don't bother me." Zhao Dezhu led her into the house, and Zhou Mingyuan and the others followed. "Although our Qingshan Village is remote, we welcome people of culture like you the most."
The village committee's office is simple but tidy, with various awards and banners covering the walls.
Ye Xiaoxuan's eyes swept across a bronze plaque with the words "Civilized Demonstration Village" on it. The date was 2000, which matched the time in the diary.
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