[I'll change it earlier today, about half past nine o'clock, everyone will come and see it after half past nine, don't buy it now! ] 】

It's the time of day when the sun is at its strongest. The ground www.biquge.info the earth is covered with deep cracks after cracks, and the dust and yellow sand are spreading in the scorching heat, making it difficult to breathe, making people feel as if they are going to suffocate in the next second.

At such times, the surviving people generally find some shady place to sleep, rather than twenty or thirty people sitting in the sun around a white tent, enduring the torment of the heat, as is the case now.

Despite the fact that everyone was sweating and looking uncomfortable, for some reason, no one got up and left—everyone sat honestly in place, glancing in the direction of the tent from time to time.

This one-person tent is made of insulated fabric, so if you sit in it, it will be very cool.

At this time, the entrance to the tent was tightly closed.

"This guy is really good at pretending, I'm dying of heat."

From the side of the thigh of a young man who looked like Sven, a low scolding voice suddenly came - the young man hurriedly pressed down the thing he was talking about, revealing a pair of gray gloves on his hand that were obviously made of socks, and reprimanded softly: "Don't make trouble! If they hear it, we'll be out of luck. ”

Squeezing out a rabbit head from his palm, a brown-haired rabbit with a small pink carrot on its fur, smacked its lips in dissatisfaction.

"Damn, it's just a broken ability, and it's still doing this......" it muttered.

In fact, Hu Changzai also feels the same way - but he is different from the wayward rabbit, he still sits upright.

After waiting for a while under the scorching sun, there was finally movement in the quiet tent. The sound of some rustling of clothes grew heavier and heavier as the people breathed - the people sitting outside the tent made a slight commotion, and then everyone lowered their heads again as if they had heard nothing.

In about ten minutes, the door to the tent was opened, and out came a flushed woman.

She was zipping her short skirt with one hand behind her back, and before she stepped out with one foot, someone had already spoken out in time: "Miss Meihuan, did Mr. A wake up from a nap?" ”

The woman, who was called Mei Huan, glanced at the person who spoke with watery eyes: "Mr. A has just gotten up, and his mouth is a little thirsty. If anyone can provide Mr. A with some fresh fruit, they can come in and get a visa. ”

As soon as her voice fell, twenty or thirty people, including Hu Chang, couldn't help but be a little stupid.

In the past, fresh fruit was nothing, but in the extreme temperature hell -

"Miss Meihuan, you also know that fruits can't be preserved. Do you see the juice line? I have several flavors here. A middle-aged man hurriedly asked.

Having juice is already the best situation, and the others have some mineral water on them at best, so no one speaks for a while. Mei Huan turned around and entered the tent noncommittally, and after a while, she poked her head out and said, "The one with juice, you come in!" ”

The middle-aged man went in with a happy face - too, the visa officer surnamed Ah had a lot of money for each visa, and he did earn it if he could exchange a few bottles of juice for a visa.

"I don't know what he'll ask of us later." Hu Changzai sighed in a low voice not without worry, "We have a few special items on us." ”

As he spoke, Mei Huan happened to walk up to him, holding a small notebook in his hand, and raised his chin at him: "Hey, you, how many visas do you want to apply for?" ”

"Oh, I—I'm not here to apply for a visa, I'm here to check the names of two people to see if they have issued visas......"

"Check people?" The pen in Mei Huan's hand paused and looked at him a few times: "That's precious." What's the name? ”

Hu Chang hurriedly responded: "One is called Lin Sanjiu, and the other is Hai Tianqing...... Yes, the wine of drinking, the sea of the sea. ”

Lin Sanjiu's blow really made people fly to the edge of the sky - after Hu Chang got up from the ground, he walked for a long time and found that he was already in a neighboring province. It was also his luck that he was sent so far away, and he soon met the rabbit again.

But then, no matter how one person and one rabbit looked, they couldn't find any trace of Lin Hai and the two.

Just when they really couldn't help it, they happened to hear that there was a visa officer from the outside world near here - thinking that Lin Sanjiu might come to find the visa officer, one person and one rabbit also came with a glimmer of hope.

After registering for a lap, Meihuan returned to the tent and passed by the middle-aged man who came out; However, the latter's face is not very good-looking. Someone immediately asked, "What's wrong?" Didn't get a visa? ”

"Got it," the middle-aged man shook a piece of paper in his hand, not very interested. "I gave away all three cases of juice, only to get a visa to a B-class world."

The young man immediately gasped: "Oops, B-class! That's a bit dangerous, so why don't you pass it randomly...... Where did you want to go? ”

"Needless to say, of course it's the Central Twelve Realms!" The middle-aged man didn't say anything more, just sighed and left.

Hu Changzai listened in a fog on the side, listening to the footsteps of the middle-aged man in the distance, he stopped the man who spoke and asked in a low voice: "For the visa officer, does it make a difference which world visa is given?" Why didn't you give the guy the visa he wanted? ”

The man had long hair, and after hearing this, he squinted at him and sneered: "The first time? ”

He nodded.

The long-haired young man said, "No wonder," and stopped talking, just playing with the two glass balls in his hand. Hu Chang waited for a while, and saw that he still didn't mean to continue, he was a little anxious, and was about to ask, only to hear the footsteps of the middle-aged man who had been going away very regularly.

Hu Changzai glanced up, and the small figure of the middle-aged man stood at the end of the street, as if he was looking up at something in the distance—and then his exclamation was transmitted back to the vicinity of the tent: "Puppeteer! ”

Hu Changzai's heartbeat stopped suddenly.

"Puppeteer, is it really him?"

"Why is he here?"

"I'm X, should we avoid it first......"

Immediately afterwards, the people around them stood up one after another, and the whispers with an uneasy atmosphere instantly soaked everyone.

The distance of a street is really not far - the whispers have not yet fallen, and the people who want to avoid have not had time to lift their steps, and the appearance of the puppeteer has clearly appeared in everyone's field of vision; As if he hadn't taken much of a step, he was already standing in front of the tent.

The puppeteer hadn't changed much from when he was at the docks: he still had the same strange outfit, pale skin, only the gold dust around his eyes had turned red - the biggest change was the man behind him.

Not a single plastic mannequin is gone.

Whether it's the woman in her thirties, or the 1.9-meter-tall man, or the short girl...... Everyone's hair, skin, and pores are alive and real. There was a young man with a pimple on his face – it was clear that they could never be a plastic model.

It's just that everyone's eyes are equally hollow, and their joints are stiff between actions; Everybody had thick, twisted threads sewn up on their necks – it looked as if everyone had had surgery on their throats.

The scene fell silent for a moment, and I don't know who swallowed it with a grunt, and the voice was very loud.

There were a few people who didn't know the puppeteer, and they were also shocked by this scene. For a moment, no one in the room spoke, and no one dared to move—puppeteers are notoriously moody, and no one wants to act rashly.

Mei Huan came out of the tent with a white face and a little helpless: "Puppeteer, why are you here......?"

"You're a visa officer?" The puppeteer asked with a wooden face.

Mei Huan glanced at him quietly: "No, Mr. A is ......"

The next moment, she had been thrown back into the tent by a gust of wind, and the tent could not stand the force, and the stand suddenly fell to the ground with a clatter.

"It's not that you don't want to ask the visa officer to get out of here!"

From the collapsed tent cloth, a fat man covered in sweat immediately came out: "Isn't this the puppeteer?" I am a risk insurance, do you want to issue a visa? ”

The puppeteer glanced at him, and the fat man immediately smiled earnestly: "Are you going back to the Twelve Realms of the Center?" You make an offer, and I'll give you ......."

Somehow, when facing the puppeteer, he still had the heart to ask for a price.

"Wait." The puppeteer stopped his short legs moving back and said leisurely, "Before issuing a visa, find a name for me." ”

The fat man wiped his sweat: "You say." ”

As if sensing something, the puppeteer's eyes roamed around the venue, frowning, and then slowly spit out a name: "Lin Sanjiu." ”

Meihuan, who was trembling and crawling out of the tent, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously continued: "...... Drinking alcohol? ”

The puppeteer's sharp gaze suddenly focused on her: "Do you know this person?" ”

"No, no, no, yes...... That's right, there was a guy just now, who said that he wanted to check the name......"

She just wanted the puppeteer to take his eyes off her now, and hurriedly stretched out her hand and pointed: "He's right there, and he brought a rabbit...... Hey? ”

At her finger, a yellow-haired young man hurriedly jumped to the side, revealing an empty space behind him. (To be continued.) )