Chapter 130: Trapped in a corpse guarding a city, Promise is full of souls.
"See what?"
"One, the sameβ"
Shu Qianluo was stunned.
"The arc of the extra wave marks on the side of the stele on the ground is the same as the trajectory of the ancient characters that are vertically arranged on the ground after the paragraph on the teleprompter is clear."
"Although some are elongated, and some are somewhat blurred by the moonlight, and some places are obscured so that people can't make out for a while, but-"
She reached out and took out a flashlight from her bag, and the words shining on the yellow sand from a high place in the direction of the moon in the video, slightly tilted, and the corners of her lips were straight.
"The traces of projection overlapping are the traces of words!"
She was still able to recognize this and confirm it!
Soβ
She let out a slow breath.
"That word was written by the souls of Peacock City after death?"
However, the young man's smiling and silent expression made Shu Qianluo's eyes narrow.
"No, if it was written by a revenant, why did you mention the prince on purpose?"
When the words fell, she was suddenly stunned, and looked at the smiling young man in disbelief.
"Earlier, I obviously asked who was making the deal with Shanina-"
The young man looked at the chick whose face changed and smiled deeply.
"Ye is also answering Xiao Luoluo's question~"
ββ¦β¦β
She opened her mouth, and suddenly felt that her throat was a little dry, and in order to confirm her conjecture, she refocused her eyes on the game console, pulled back the video bar, and after carefully identifying it, her voice was deep.
"The first anomaly to spread from those black corpses was the prince, so, in other words, the word was engraved by the prince? And the man in black is also a prince? β
"So to speak~"
Seeing that this chick had already sorted out her thoughts, she nodded with a smile.
"On this point, the judgment of the video accounts for sixty percent, the personal speculation accounts for thirty percent, and the remaining ten percent, of which nine-"
He hooked his lips and smiled, and shook the special material of the drawing paper inscrutablely, on which the three men in black were clearly visible, and he clicked on the tallest one.
"I drew it according to the height and physique of the prince, and since the saint judged that it was the same person, it would be eight or nine to ten."
ββ¦β¦β
Looking at the man in black, Shu Qianluo was silent.
"But, if it's a prince, why can't the saint recognize it?"
"Breath."
The boy stretched out his hand and poked the face of the school flower, slowly and leisurely solving her doubts.
"Living people smell differently, and their smells are different; The soul of the dead has no smell, but it has yin qi, and the severity of yin qi, as well as the severity of the bloody qi and the severity of the evil qi in the blood, have a certain understanding, and can still distinguish it. β
"And didn't the Holy Maiden say that?" That man's breath is strange, different from theirs'? Since she mentioned breath, it means that it is not a ghost, but a person, or something else, and it makes sense that she can't recognize it, and the most important point is that it is not recognized. β
He looked at the chick with a gloomy face and chuckled.
"There is the prince's ghost in Peacock Villas, which is a good temptation for the saint's judgment, so that even if she feels that the man in black has a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu, she will not associate it with the prince, and will only think that he may have been to Peacock Villas before, or she has seen similar people elsewhere, so she will feel like that."
ββ¦β¦ How cunning! β
Shu Qianluo gritted her teeth, but she was still resentful, she didn't want to admit that the man in black was the prince, she pursed her lips, and stared at the dog man in a terrible mood.
"Even so, you can't be sure that the man in black is the prince, after all, a living person can find someone else to pretend, how can a ghost find someone else to pretend? And your one percent, which is not a definite error, what do you mean? β
"Tsk~"
Looking at the chick who was unwilling to recognize the reality at all, and deceived herself, she hummed at Bai Wan'er.
"What? Hatred of the Sakha princes? Distressed Shanyina? So you don't want to admit that the prince is the man in black? Self-deluded people think that if you don't believe it, you can reduce the harm to Shanyina? β
After all, she had gone on a catastrophe for the sake of the entire Peacock City, who would have thought that among the people she wanted to save, someone would drag her into a deeper hell? Will she also be used thoroughly? β
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Thinking carefully about the school flower who was bluntly exposed, he stiffened, and turned his head indignantly, not wanting to see the dog man's inexplicable chicken thief smile.
But she thought she could be clean out of sight?
Dream!
The young man pulled his mouth without smiling, directly reached out and pinched her chin, slammed her face, and met her angry eyes, teasing.
"Or do you think she resembles you? Makes you sympathetic? β
"You even think that if someone hadn't woken you up with a blow on the head, her fate would have been your end? Or will it be worse than hers? There is a kind of life, if someone could pull her at the beginning, she wouldn't have fallen into this situation, right? β
ββ¦β¦ Are you a roundworm in my stomach?! You know what I think!! β
This kind of privacy and careful thinking didn't leave a seam for her, completely, Chiguoguo's shame of standing in front of the dog man made the school flower angry and pounced on his neck and cursed.
"Do you know what it means to see through or not to say it? Saving face for others is saving face for yourself? You're going to be there day by day! If you don't squeeze me, don't tear me down, don't pull my fig leaf, you won't be happy, right?! β
"Hmm-"
was pounced on by the school flower, leaned back slightly, and leaned on the slope of the yellow sand, ignoring the force on his neck that could strangle him, and smiling at the waves.
"Look at what you said, hypocrisy and kindness are reserved for outsiders, how comfortable and tossed for your own family, how willful and pretentious, is it possible that Xiaoluoluo wants to let the master treat you like an outsider?"
βοΌ That was not what I meant! Don't misinterpret me! β
Shu Qianluo, who was angry, glared at him viciously.
"I don't care! Without a 100% real hammer, even if there is only a 1% error, I still have reason to suspect that the man in black is not a prince! β
"Okay~, he's not a prince, he's not a prince~"
"You!"
The young man's tone of coaxing a three-year-old child made Shu Qianluo jump to his feet, and he wanted to tear him alive with a vicious look!
But in the end, he couldn't match the cheekiness of the dog man, so he let go of his hand angrily, kicked him hard to vent his anger, and then put his hands around his chest and looked at him condescendingly, as if this was the only way to overwhelm him in momentum.
"What is the error of one of the hundred gongs! Convince me! β
"Tsk~".
Looking at Xiao Nizi, who was not dead in the thief's heart and did not hit the south wall and did not look back, the young man shook his head playfully.