Looking at Yiqing, who covered his face with a fan and refused to show his whole face, Yu Xing muttered.

Yiqing said that there was no such thing...... Then there is no such thing.

Although this denial is also very perfunctory.

Yu Xing didn't ask, he didn't care too much about this, but he noticed that Yiqing's source of information was a little strange, so he asked casually.

Come to think of it, the biggest possibility is that the system is convenient for the green ghosts...... Anyway, Yiqing's authority is very large, and Yu Xing noticed this when he was in the Green Ghost Bar.

At this point, he walked for five or six minutes, during which time he could occasionally hear the sound of a bell on the other side of the wall.

Fortunately, no matter how mad Alice was, she didn't make a move to break through the wall - the key may be that she didn't find Yu Xing, otherwise, whether she would break the wall is really not certain.

But on second thought, if she could break through the wall, she wouldn't even be able to break through the thick door of the sculpture exhibition hall.

Yu Xing said secretly: "There is no threat to ghosts that can't pass through the wall...... As the final boss of Alice's hell, is she a little weaker? Really...... There is still ......"

His thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he felt that his guess had another corroboration, and the pace was even more situational.

Finally, he hadn't heard Alice's bell for four minutes straight, and in front of him, there was a spot that lit up his eyes.

Kitchen!

That's right, it was the place where the three fat chefs cooked their dinner, and Yu Xing's control of the direction successfully allowed him to enter the place he had been before.

This is not the time to prepare meals, the kitchen is quiet, and the fat chefs have long since left, and they don't know where they have gone. All that remains is the mechanical punk kitchen utensils that have not been activated, such as gear-encrusted, metallic cooktops, range hoods, etc., quietly waiting to be used next time.

"It's good, so it's on the right track......" Yu Xing hooked the corners of his mouth and stepped into the kitchen without hesitation.

He looked around and was a little curious about the way the chefs cooked, but he felt that these utensils were different from normal kitchens, and the format was very strange.

Then, he raised his head and made a gesture of looking up.

Since Alice could appear at any moment, he now wears a smiley mask on his face, and his vision is slightly uncomfortable.

From his vantage point, he could see the half-story protruding observation deck on the third floor.

The observation deck is provided to visitors...... Or something else, a perfect viewing angle, is slightly outward, very conspicuous, the crystal platform sparkles in the reflection of the light, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

Looking at the crystal railings on the observation deck one by one, Yu Xing showed a satisfied smile.

Seeing his expression, Yiqing also glanced at the observation deck, and then asked, "What did you think of?" ”

"I thought of the quickest way to get to the library." Yu Xing replied casually, turned around and picked up the vat used to hold wine in the kitchen.

The vat was almost full, and a rich aroma of liquor emanated, making the air full of a fermented, slightly dizzy taste.

With Yu Xing's movements, the half-human-high wine vat left the place, and the top wine was sprinkled a little on the ground because of the shaking, and the water stains on the ground that could not be seen were colored.

Yiqing: Is the power of "......" real?

That's a full vat.

If he hadn't been restricted in the deduction, if he wanted to use the ghost qi to move this wine vt, it would naturally be easy, just like he could smash Zhao Yijiu against the wall with a wave of his hand at the Seqing Bar.

But fortunately, it's not a ghost!

Yiqing watched Yu Xing say nothing, moved the wine vat from its original position to the stove, and after a pause for two seconds, with a suppressed muffled hum, the wine vat was directly carried to the top of the stove by the young man who looked thin and weak!

…… Well, he knows what someone is going to do.

Yiqing's ability is too limited, so he chose to sit on the sidelines.

Yu Xing is naturally not as relaxed as Yiqing seems at this time, his body has fully grown in the process of walking to the kitchen, at this time, under the cover of the sweatshirt, the arm that is moving the wine vat is bruised, and the muscles are tightly forced, which allows him to move the wine vat silently, without making a loud dragging sound to attract ghosts.

It's just that no matter how hard he tried under his clothes, his face didn't show it.

After all, although his strength is greater than that of ordinary people, the full wine vat is too heavy and a little overloaded.

Quietly lowering the vat, the process barely made a sound.

Yu Xing wiped the sweat oozing from his sideburns, regained his strength, and aimed at another large object stored in the kitchen.

In a short time, a column of tall objects was piled up on the stove, and little by little they were tilting in the direction of the observation deck, forming a subtle and stable angle.

Seeing that the top of the pile was getting closer to the observation deck, Yu Xing measured the remaining distance.

The horizontal direction is about 4 meters apart, and the vertical direction is about 2.5 meters apart.

There weren't many items that could be moved in the kitchen, and a "ladder" was barely completed.

Yes, Yu Xing wanted to use these movable things to build a staircase that could be used for him to go directly from the second floor to the third floor!

Since it is possible to take a "leap of faith" from the top down, why follow the rules from the bottom up?

"You have to consider the height difference." He muttered, calculated to himself for a moment, and then moved his aching waist and legs.

He also wanted to speak and stopped.

Until Yu Xing couldn't find anything that could continue to be added, he came to the top of the ladder step by step in a light and sloppy way, and when he squinted his eyes and was about to jump over a long distance, the green ghost who was watching the whole process couldn't help but speak: "You wait first...... I know that you are strong enough to carry these heavy things, but you can ......"

This distance, compared with a parabola, you can see how impossible it is to cross.

Since the building on the third floor is very smooth and there is no place to climb, Yu Xing obviously intends to jump onto the observation deck, which is half a story higher than the third floor. This is more outrageous than jumping four meters in the long jump and two meters and five meters in the high jump.

Don't jump and fall into a puddle of mud, it will take a while to recover.

Don't say anything about the sin, the loud noise is easy to be noticed by the ghosts.

"Yiqing." Yu Xing looked up at the observation deck, and when he heard the words, he called the name of the green ghost, "Do I look like a suicide addict?" ”

Yiqing realized that the other party had other ideas, and smiled elegantly: "Excuse me." ”

The next moment, his smile froze.

I saw that the [Shooting Blue Dream] held by Yu Xing in his hand was thrown out by Yu Xing in a very chic and elegant attitude.

The sharp dagger spun rapidly, sending out a brief whistling of wind, then a trembling roar that nailed to the smooth wall on the side of the kitchen.

This position is exactly in the center of the horizontal direction, and two-fifths of the way vertically.

Yu Xing saw that the position was just right, and he didn't hesitate at all, borrowed a force from the object under his feet, jumped over, and accurately stepped on the dagger body that was half exposed outside the wall.

The dagger was pressed out of a tough arc, and then bounced back with Yu Xing's figure "flying" out again.

Over there, Yu Xing's position was obviously not within reach of the plane of the observation deck, but his pupils reflected the crystal light that was getting closer and closer, smiled slightly, and held the two crystal railings with both hands in Yiqing's obscure vision.

At this moment, his whole person was in a state of hanging on the edge of the observation deck, as if he would fall down at any time.

However, this is enough.

Yu Xing's arms exerted force, and as soon as his body shook, he flipped up in an unscientific posture.

With his feet on the ground, Yu Xing let out a sigh of relief, pressed the extinguished fire fold, glass ball and other items in his pocket, and immediately lay on the ground of the observation deck tiredly.

A sigh: "I'm so tired......"

Physical strength is a hard injury.

Yiqing floated up, and under Yu Xing's performance of touching the ground again and showing no cleanliness, he squatted next to Yu Xing, and his black hair swept the blood stains on the fabric of the sweatshirt, which he took away with his hand: "Amazing, Mr. Yu." ”

There was a hint of coolness in the warm tone.

Yu Xing raised his eyes to look at him, deliberately ignoring the dissatisfaction: "Can you help me get the dagger back?" ”

Yiqing, as a ghost in the dagger, naturally controlled the dagger, but he didn't move, but said to Yu Xing very reservedly: "Take it back?" When you stepped on the dagger under your feet just now, why didn't you think about the situation that you couldn't get it back? ”

"Oops~" Yu Xing sensed the faint threat in Yiqing's eyes, recalled the difference between the environment every time Yiqing floated and walked, and realized one thing - Yiqing seemed to have a habit of cleanliness.

His shoes had already been stepped on in blood, and there was a saying that the soles were dirty, so it was no wonder that Yiqing would be unhappy. I used to throw [Shooting Blue Dream] on the ground casually in reality.

He got up in a hurry, dizzy, and then immediately took off his mask, folded his hands, and made a begging gesture, his face was cheerful: "Don't be angry with your old man, in this situation just now, stepping on the dagger double jump is a very reasonable measure~"

Seeing that the tone of the person in front of him began to ripple, as if he was ready to fool and confuse the public, Yiqing saw through it at a glance, and did not buy it, only glanced at him: "But, what I got from me, I don't like to make it dirty like other things." ”

Forget about ordinary gifts, now he lives in the [Shooting Blue Dream Realm]!

I really don't know how to cherish it...... It's too much! (￣へ￣)

Yu Xing: Oh? Then why don't you feel dirty about the blood stains on this dagger when you kill people and ghosts?

Thinking like this, the expression on his face became more sincere and well-behaved, which is what he has learned through practice over the years - most of the time, with his face, showing weakness, both men and women will be discouraged.

Yiqing's experience is also sophisticated, after all, he pretended to be discouraged and showed weakness before he approached Yu Xing. Rao so, thinking about his position, he still straightened up, the ornaments on his robe jingled, sighed softly, floated over and pulled the dagger from the wall.

He returned to Yu Xing, pinched the blade, and handed the handle of the dagger to Yu Xing.

After Yu Xing took it, he also said: "Then, ...... next time"

Yu Xing wiped the dagger on his clothes: "I dare next time." ”

Yiqing: "? ”

Seeing that the dagger had already arrived in Yu Xing's hand, Yiqing directly regretted why he wanted to help in the last second!

But he quickly regained his composure, as if it wasn't him who had a temper just now, and his warm voice didn't change in the slightest: "Interesting......"

"Right, interesting, right?" Yu Xing knew that fun was much more important than cleanliness, so he didn't mean it at all, and even echoed it, and then walked in the direction of the bedroom.

On the observation deck, both sides are where he has walked, and it can be said that he is familiar with the road.

It would have been quicker to go back to the hall on the first floor and then go straight to the fourth floor via the stairs than if he had tried his luck on the second floor to find a staircase to the fourth floor.

……

The dark tunnels are covered with bright red roses.

The spikes are distorted, hard and sharp, slender and long. Each thorn was strung with fragments of flesh, and the crimson liquid flowed down the flesh until it merged into the main rhizome and then penetrated into the soil.

The petals of the roses blooming at the top of the demon Ye all seemed to have absorbed blood as nutrients, and they were dazzlingly red, piled together in clusters, like a welcome from hell.

The gambler Zeng Lai no longer knows how many times he has been scratched by the thorns of roses, as long as the place is not covered by the sweater, it is covered with fine scratches, even his face has not been spared.

Because he can't see.

Who made him ...... When I came down, I stuffed the fire fold into Yu Xing's hand.

Looking at the dice that appeared again in his hand, with the "2" point facing up, he was already looking at the dishes.

The result of the re-throw was still not ideal, and he couldn't help but wonder who he was cursed by today, so that the dice were unlucky.

It's never been like this before.

The only good news now is that when he fell, he felt a certain distortion in the space around him, so the black hole looked deep, which was not too high for him.

This is the only good news.

After that, all that left was bad news.

For example, where he fell, there was a bush of distorted roses.

The sharp thorns pierced into his body without hindrance, causing Zeng Lai to exhale twice in pain regardless of his image, and then gritted his teeth and got up and pulled out all the thorns that had pierced in.

Then he found that it was a dark tunnel, the path was long, there was no lighting at all, and the smell of roses was so strong that it made people tired when they smelled it, and his eyelids began to fight up and down.

Zeng Lai escaped this feeling with the help of his own protective curse sacrifice, and soon realized a problem.

This place, unlike any one-story painting style, is actually mud under the feet instead of floor tiles, but behind the roses on both sides, there are still walls, and there is no end in sight, like a fantasy.

He could only follow the road, and during this time, his skin was constantly cut by roses, bringing strange pains.

Ten minutes later, he began to feel that something was wrong.

For, in addition to the scent of roses, he seemed to smell faintly, and there was a very slight smell of burning.

"Is this the map of the hidden mission...... Zeng Lai muttered a few words, and suddenly saw something different appear in front of him.

It was a pale red lamp that hung high on the ceiling and a door below.

He raised his eyebrows, and there was no other choice, so he stepped forward.

As soon as I got to the door, there was a knock on the other side of the door.

And then there were bursts of crying!

"Help me! Help me! I'm still here......"

"Cryer......" Zeng Lai's figure was stunned, and his face suddenly became complicated.

He didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned his head and cursed a dirty word in the middle of the night.

Special Mother's ...... If Ren Yi's kid knew that he was so embarrassed in the deduction, he would definitely gloat!

Is this the luck that comes with "2" points...... Why are you so unlucky today...... Did the dice goddess abandon him?