Chapter Ninety-Eight: Drawing of the Dead

"Linchuan, how many times has that group of dead corpses been active so far?"

Xi Linchuan didn't know why the Van Palace asked this question, and immediately replied: "It's been four times." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoWhat's wrong, what did you find?"

Fan Gong shook his head and said, "Jiu Li told me that the gathering of dead bodies is not for no reason, and we need to take a look at the route of their actions. ā€

Xi Linchuan laughed twice, just picked up the remote control and pressed it, and many red lines instantly appeared on the map that originally only had geographical indications. The lines are intricately intertwined, with intersections in almost every place. Xi Linchuan looked at the Fangong Palace and said, "We have already studied your conjectures, if we can study anything, we won't have to wait for Elder Qin to say it." You see, these lines are intricate, and there is no pattern to follow at all. And there are so many intersections that it's impossible to tell where they'll end up stopping. ā€

Xie Jiuli half-raised his head and looked at the projection on the wall. Indeed, as Xi Linchuan said, there are very few places on the map of the entire Huaxian County that the dead body has not touched. And the places where the dead have walked are not visible at a glance at the meeting point. Xie Jiuli was a little surprised, and looked at it for a while until he felt that his eyes were glazed and he didn't see anything. I just feel like the map is covered in lines.

Seeing that Fangong's face was gloomy, Xi Linchuan snorted coldly and said, "Fanshao, do you see something?"

Instead of speaking, the palace took a few steps forward, then stared straight at the projection on the wall and remained silent. Xie Jiuli couldn't say anything, and looked at the wall like him. After all, it's your own opinion, although it seems meaningless, at least at this time you have to pretend. Otherwise, like an idiot, Xie Jiuli really felt that he couldn't stay.

After being silent for a long time, the Van Palace suddenly said, "Jiuli." ā€

Leng Buding was named, Xie Jiuli was stunned for a moment, and said, "What are you asking me to do?"

Van Gong looked back at him and said, "Do you think this pattern is a little familiar?"

Van Gong raised his hand and pointed to the middle of the red lines on the wall, and then made a circular gesture with both hands. Xie Jiuli looked at his gestures, then raised his head to look at the projection on the wall. At first glance, the red lines seem to be clueless, and they seem to be randomly traced trajectories. But after staring at it for a long time, Xie Jiuli really felt that the lines were a little familiar.

But where exactly did he see it, Xie Jiuli couldn't remember it at this time.

The number of times he has met him since he came back this time is not much, and he can count them on one hand. There is no reason to say that the patterns that the Vatican Palace can remember, Xie Jiuli can't remember. Xie Jiuli's chaotic head was like a turbulent river, and his thoughts were churning like a wave higher than the other, washing over his memory. He tried hard to extract that important "point" from his memory, but found that the more he wanted to extract it, the more cluttered his head became. Even the fragments that you don't usually recall jumped out at this time.

Xie Jiuli met the gaze of the Van Palace and said dryly: "I...... It's familiar, but I just can't remember it. ā€

The Van Palace rolled its eyes rarely, and the expression on his face looked like it collapsed in an instant. "Jiuli, that fan of yours!"

"Sheep's tail fan?" Xie Jiuli froze in place, his eyes suddenly lit up, he slapped his head, and said after realizing it: "Hey! I'll just say I just can't remember." It turned out that I had been carrying it with me, but I ignored it!" Xie Jiuli said as he took out the sheep's tail fan bone from his bag. Then look at the complex lines on the entire fan surface under the cold touch. After unfolding the fan, I picked up the red line projected on the wall and compared it, and sure enough, I saw that the part framed by the Van Palace with his hand was similar to the lines on the fan bone.

Xie Jiuli looked at the fan bone in his hand and said in disbelief: "This can't be a coincidence, right?"

Van Gong said: "I don't know yet. Bring me the fan bone. ā€

Xie Jiuli walked to the side of the Fan Palace and handed him the fan bone, saying, "Why do these dead corpses walk on the route that looks like they are drawing the lines on the fan bone?"

The Vatican Palace contrasted for a moment, then walked back to the table. looked at Xi Linchuan and Ajuan, who were coming around, handed them the fan bone, and said, "Take a look, the lines depicted by the red line are very similar to those on the fan bone. ā€

Xi Linchuan just glanced at it a few times, and then suddenly his eyes flashed, and he pressed the remote control a few times, and then the red line in the projection on the wall went more than half, and he looked up and said to the three of them: "You see, this is the route of the first corpse activity. He pressed it again, then continued, "This is the second line." This is the third and fourth. ā€

Ajuan's eyes also lit up, staring at the projection and said: "The action of the dead corpse is gradually perfecting the pattern on the fan bone!" She showed a puzzled expression when she spoke, and then said: "But you see, every time the corpse acts collectively, the route must be to pass the original road first and then continue to move forward. It took four overlaps to emerge as it is now. But why didn't the corpses finish all at once, and why repeat them?"

Xi Linchuan looked at the inexplicable pattern that was still incomplete and not fully outlined, and said: "That's right, the pattern of this fan bone is so complicated, how many times does it take to draw it back and forth like this?

The Van Palace returned the fan bone to Xie Jiuli and said, "Jiuli, what do you think?"

Xie Jiuli was still immersed in the fact that he found that the corpse had traveled the same route as the fan bone pattern, and almost did not listen to a word about the question of the Van Palace. Why did this corpse come out of the pattern on the fan bone? Could this pattern have some special meaning? Or did the sheep's tail fan have a secret that even he didn't know?

If there was a secret, why didn't he tell him at all?

However, Xie Jiuli thought about it again and found that he did not mention anything about the meaning of the pattern on the fan bone.

Why is it ......? Didn't you tell yourself anything? Could it be...... Does he still have reservations about himself? Or is there something else?

Xie Jiuli was caught up in his own thoughts, almost ignoring everything around him. Seeing that his expression was not right, and his eyes were in a trance, he walked up to him and shook him, raised his voice slightly and said to him, "Jiuli, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Jiuli looked at the Van Palace blankly, and was stunned for a moment. Then he blinked.

Xi Linchuan looked at Xie Jiuli and said, "Hey, what's wrong with your friend?"

Fangong flew an eye knife, and then said to Xie Jiuli: "Jiuli, did you think of something?"

Hearing this, Xie Jiuli looked up at the lines on the wall that were similar to the fan bones, and said after a while, "Take a break." (To be continued.) )