Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Source of Food
Because it is indeed inconvenient to move around with a crockpot, and Lou Yuandai and the interrogator don't know what the purpose of this crockpot is, so Lou Yuandai gave it a try, and shouted at the mouth of the crockpot, "Hurry Ruyi Order", but I didn't expect that the pool of clear water in the crockpot immediately no longer reflected Lou Yuandai's appearance, but instead there were moving pictures. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Sure enough," Lou Yuandai shook the crockpot in her hand, and found that the mirror image that appeared in the crockpot did not ripple with her shaking, as if this picture had nothing to do with the water in the crockpot, "The water in this crockpot can reflect the ghost's vision." ā
So this is also a kind of mirror, Lou Yuandai has these strange pictures of looking at her hands no matter how she shakes them, and now this picture is back to that dark and damp appearance, it looks like the ghost has returned to the basement, and this ghost seems to like to wander in the basement very much.
The picture reflected in the crockpot in Lou Yuandai's hand paused for a while, Lou Yuandai frowned, the ghost seemed to stop, but this pause didn't last long, and the ghost immediately moved forward again, as if the scene just now was stuck.
The interrogator is now also by Lou Yuandai's side, staring at the crockpot in Lou Yuandai's hand: "Have you noticed, the ghost seems to be moving faster this time than last time." ā
"Hmm. Lou Yuandai affirmed the interrogator's question, although it was not much faster, Lou Yuandai could still see that the ghost's movement speed had changed.
"And why did it design the mirror like this?" Lou Yuandai shook the crockpot in her hand again, and now her face was reflected in the crockpot, but Lou Yuandai's face was the same as the picture she saw just now, no matter how she shook it, there was not the slightest wave.
"Perhaps?" Lou Yuandai suddenly raised his head to meet the interrogator's gaze, and found that there was also a trace of suspicion in his eyes, there must be a demon when something goes wrong, and this is not a little abnormal.
Lou Yuandai looked at the water in the crockpot, and suddenly stretched out her hand to the black bottle, and the interrogator watched from the side and didn't stop it, Lou Yuandai just reached into the somewhat cold water and groped for a while, and felt a hard and smooth thing at the bottom of the crockpot, which was definitely not the bottom of this crockpot, as if it was covered with a layer of something at the bottom of the can.
This smooth thing Lou Yuandai can guess what it is without looking at it, the reason why the water in this jar can reflect people's faces so clearly is because of the thing that Lou Yuandai is touching now.
"A round mirror placed under the water?" The interrogator saw what Lou Yuandai took out of the crockpot, and there was indeed a mirror at the bottom of the crockpot, but this mirror was not as clear as the usual mirror, but like an ancient bronze mirror, plus there was a layer of water wrapped outside, Lou Yuandai and the interrogator couldn't see for a while that the bottom of the original crockpot still contained such a mystery.
The two looked at each other, both of them were a little confused, this mirror is inevitably too tightly hidden, put it in the crockpot, and add a layer of water, the average person will really think that this is a supernatural crockpot, I can't imagine that there is a mirror with not very high definition hidden underneath.
Now that the ghost is in the basement, it is a great opportunity, but Lou Yuandai has a headache when she looks at the cushion in the interrogator's hand, and they still have to hold the cushion to continue looking for clues for the time being.
"Then now," Lou Yuandai looked up at the two doors in front of him again, "Let's make a choice." ā
It turned out that Lou Yuandai and the interrogator were obviously very interested in the other door in the big house, and the two of them entered the big room that had just come out in unison, and turned their heads to the other door in unison.
However, to their disappointment, there is no ulterior secret behind this door, the scene behind Lou Yuandai and the others are very familiar, that is, the corridor that entered the small room, Lou Yuandai remembered that there were two doors on the left hand side when she rushed into the small room, and now it seems that the door opened by them is the second one on the left hand side of Lou Yuandai.
Now there is no need to dwell on it, Lou Yuandai looked at the door blocking this corridor, and didn't know if there was another corridor or something else behind.
The area of this floor is not as large as Lou Yuandai imagined, and behind the door is not a corridor, but a small room.
"It's like a kitchen. As soon as Lou Yuandai entered the door, a rat that could be said to be "skinny" flew at her feet, and it seemed that this poor rat had not eaten anything good in this haunted building.
"Hmm" The interrogator never forgot to demolish the platform of Yuandai: "Those who are not blind can see it." ā
In front of you is a large square table, which looks more than enough for ten people, and behind the table is a gas filler, and there are two small cans of soup on it.
After the matter of the last jar, Lou Yuandai now wants to reach in to find out if there is a mirror as soon as she sees the jar, but the mirrors are not all hidden in the crockpot, there is nothing worth discovering in these two crockpots, Lou Yuandai only touched the ash in one hand.
The interrogator was holding a cushion in one hand and rummaging around for something with the other, looking much more diligent than Lou Yuandai, the guide.
It is worth mentioning that there are two things like windows in this kitchen, and Lou Yuandai touched these two window-like things from top to bottom but couldn't find a single gap, so she gave up the idea of priing these two windows open.
There seemed to be nothing else worth noting in this kitchen except dust, Lou Yuandai turned all the cabinets and rice bowls inside and couldn't find any food residues, Lou Yuandai wanted to find food not because she was hungry, but because she wanted to know how the rat that had just flown past survived.
"There's not a grain of rice in this kitchen. Lou Yuandai walked over to the interrogator who was rummaging through the clutter.
The interrogator raised his body when he heard this: "Oh, what do you want to tell me?"
"That rat ......" Lou Yuandai subconsciously looked in the direction of the rat's escape, and now the little thing didn't know which hole to burrow.
"Rats have a habit of storing food in their holes," the interrogator said, "but I also have a question, why is it so thin?"
If you can't eat enough, you will naturally be thin, Lou Yuandai twisted his head towards the interrogator, he wouldn't even know the most basic things.
"Rats are different from humans" The interrogator seemed to see Lou Yuandai's thoughts, and he shook his head: "If there is not a grain of rice in this kitchen, but the rat is still alive and not starved to death, then there are only two sources of food for it. ā
(To be continued.) )