It seems that in order to match the attention of the two of them, in the bathroom, at this moment, there was a foul smell, which was obviously not the smell that should be in the bathroom, but something that had rotted and mixed with a pungent smell, but it was clear that there was no smell at all a moment ago.

Maybe it's because of the evil wind just now?

However, this smell came and went quickly, and before Qiao Rourou could pinch her nose, the smell had disappeared without a trace, leaving people with no room to think at all.

Ku Ding clenched the stick in his hand and walked to the door of the bathroom in a few steps, while Qiao Rourou tugged at the corner of Ku Ding's clothes, carefully poked her head over and glanced inside.

It was similar to what she remembered, the toilet that was facing it had been moved to the side, and there was a lot of loose soil on the ground, and the original position of the toilet was a large hole that was inclined downward, and the diameter of the hole and the corners of the clothes had been enlarged a lot, enough for anyone to get into it.

The only difference is the painting of a mermaid on the wall.

In the painting, there is a mermaid struggling to raise his hands upwards, not the mermaid who Qiao Rourou saw at that time, he seems to have suffered many injuries, and his body is full of wounds. The painter is indeed very good at mastering the colors, using the vivid conflicts of different colors to vividly outline the mermaid's dying despair and thirst for life, and even the various wounds on its body, as well as the areas where the wounds are rotting due to infection, are all expressed, making people look as if they can directly touch the mermaid through the wall, making people suspect that the stench just now is emitted by the mermaid.

"Master, when I came here before, I didn't see this, it was supposed to be a very ugly mermaid, and besides, we didn't smell that stinky smell before!"

Qiao Rourou didn't seem to like to see the mermaid painting in front of her. Also, this painting makes people look very uncomfortable, bloody, unkind, and the despair revealed in the painting. The painter's depiction of details is too realistic, the skin and flesh turned out, the rotting wounds, and even the muscles and bones visible through the wounds, make people know at a glance that this is the last moment of the mermaid's life in the painting, and the expression on the mermaid's already unsightly face is entangled together, making people empathize.

Death, and who would like it.

"Outside the South China Sea, there are mermaids, who live in water like fish, and do not waste their weaving achievements. His eyes weep and they can produce pearls. ”

Ku Ding read an ancient sentence about the merman, if this race really exists, then it must be destroyed by greed, greed does not discriminate between races, and the "pearl" of the mermaid is the root of everything.

"Guilty of guilt!"

Rarely, Ku Ding showed a hint of sadness and pity.

"Master, is there really a mermaid?"

For all good things, girls, or most people will have some fantasies, although the mermaid in front of her is not the same as imagined, but Qiao Rourou still has some expectations.

"All stories have their origins, and all sources are not groundless, just as it is impossible for humans to imagine sunlight without the sun, and without sunlight people cannot understand day and night. It doesn't really matter what is real or fake, what matters is what they can leave behind. ”

Ku Ding rubbed Qiao Rourou's head, if she could keep this imagination all the time, how good. It's just that he didn't say a word, and this sentence will somewhat break many people's reverie.

- At least, they left people with infinite fairy tales.

Qiao Rourou seemed to understand, she looked at the mermaid on the wall, followed his hands to move her gaze up, and finally stopped on the ceiling of the roof.

"By the way, Master, can mermaids really give birth to beads that make people live longer?"

Ku Ding didn't answer Qiao Rourou's words, but took her into the bathroom, he reached out and touched the wall, it seemed that because of the moisture, the paint on the painting was touched off by him, he took it in his hand and rubbed it, the particles of the paint were very large, not delicate, I don't know if it was deliberately chosen by the painter, or if he only had these.

Qiao Rourou leaned her head over, sniffed, and then felt her nose pinched.

"It stinks, it stinks!"

"You stupid girl, remember, in the future, in the unknown environment, you can't easily touch, smell, taste... Even in some environments, you can't even look at it... Maybe when you touch, smell, or taste something that's deadly, you know? ”

Ku Ding wanted to give this girl a moment to make her remember, but when he thought that he was still pinching the paint particles on the mural in his hand, he didn't knock it this time.

If he guessed correctly, all the pigments on this painting are taken from the human body, and the red, black, yellow, and white are all extracts of some tissues of the human body, and the particles, which are either bone residue or minced meat, can be preserved, and naturally antiseptic measures are used.

It is said that painting with this human body material can seal the soul of the source in the painting, become the guardian of the painting, and ensure that the painting has a longer preservation period, and if the subject of the painting itself is the source and the deceased, it can even make the painting lifelike.

"Well, don't worry, I'll definitely pay attention. And, Master, I will definitely learn from you, and when I am as powerful as you, I will be able to eat even ghosts like you! ”

After the gust of wind just now, Qiao Yatou's personality seems to have undergone some kind of change, not to mention self-confidence, but it is indeed much stronger, and talking to Ku Ding is not as shy and restrained as before. Come to think of it, she recognized herself to a certain extent, and also made a choice about the future.

"You just believe that I can eat ghosts?"

"Others, there may be truth and falsehood, but there is a voice that tells me, Master, you can do anything. So, I believe! ”

Qiao Rourou's face flushed, but she didn't avoid Ku Ding's gaze, this was the first time she dared to look at Ku Ding like this, except for the increased heartbeat, it didn't seem to be anything. There was still some dust on her face, and she looked a little dirty when she was rubbed by Ku Ding just now, but it was cute and tight.

"Maybe one of your personalities is lying to you!"

"Then I believe it too!"

Rubbing off the paint particles on his hands, Ku Ding still gave the girl a small chestnut.

"Then, when this is over, Master will go back and make you something to eat!"

"Hee-hee!"

Qiao Rourou touched the door of her head that was knocked by Ku Ding, and showed a satisfied smile, when she needed help the most, it was really, very heartwarming to have such a master by her side.

"Let's go, let me see what's going on down there for more than twenty years."