"I don't sell retail. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I said.

"It's useless for me to ask for that bloody one, as long as you promise me one condition." She said.

"On what terms?" I don't have anything, what conditions can you have.

"I haven't thought of it yet, but I'll talk about it later." She said.

Give me this kind of cleverness, if I don't have the future, there will be no way to fulfill my promise, turn the ninth district and eighteen bends and promise to help me find the antidote, this person!

"As long as I can do it, you can make any conditions, as long as it's not murder and arson, I'll do it for you." I say it sincerely.

"You have to remember what you are saying." She said and walked inside.

"Although I touch gold, my heart is red, and what I promise you is a mark on my heart." I said, right behind her.

"Don't get so close to me." She said with a fire in front of her and a fan of her nose with one hand.

"I'm not so close to you, and in a moment the charm wing will come, and it will extinguish the fire, and we will be in the illusion again." I said, "Bear with me." I don't want to. ”

She pinched her nose helplessly and said, "I regret coming to help you." ”

"If a female bodhisattva doesn't save the suffering, can she embroider all day long?" I said, say something nice, now after all, there is a request for people.

Talking and laughing all the way into the tomb, the charm wing didn't come out to harass us again, which is the only good thing about being sloppy.

To make a long story short, there are indeed a lot of words in this, and if you are verbose, some anxious officials should drop their mobile phones.

Long Linglong also poked her head in the same way as I did before, and I tried to stay away from the outside as much as possible, afraid that those copper sulfate pentahydrate would affect me again.

"These bones seem to have moved, and it should be that people have been resurrected in them." She said inside.

"What? Did you bury this dwarf expert alive? "I suddenly admired Long Linglong's eyesight, I fiddled with it for a while before, but I didn't find it.

"I heard that the skull went down and the leg bone was put on the chest, which means that he went through a very painful struggle when he died." She said.

"Don't look at these things, hurry up and find out if there is an antidote or something." I'm out there.

"Don't worry, the antidote may be in these clues." She said.

I didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing her train of thought.

Beautiful Sherlock Holmes, hurry up.

"This baffle should have been fixed to it when he was buried, otherwise he would have escaped from it himself." She said.

I really don't want to study this, my manic nature just wants to find the antidote quickly, it's been thousands of years since he died, what? I also want to find out what the murder is, there are a few zombies outside, so I will treat them as murderers, and when I go out, I punch them one and kill them all.

"Why is he so stupid that he doesn't escape?" I'm bored to say.

"What kind of copper are you talking about, in addition to making people mad, what other toxic side effects does it have?" She asked.

"There were a lot of side effects, I forgot about them, it seemed like there was some kind of shock, dehydration or something." I say.

"Yes, yes, he may have had some disease before he died, he took medicine containing this ingredient, and for some reason, he overdosed, which caused dehydration and shock, and then the conspirator took the opportunity to declare him dead, buried him, and he woke up again in the coffin, but for some reason, he couldn't escape from this coffin, and finally died trapped inside." She said.

"Then who would be the conspirator who killed him?" I asked.

"He's dead, who benefits the most?" She asked.

Her tone is very similar to that of the police in a criminal investigation drama, thousands of years have passed, and who knows who is the biggest beneficiary.

"Anyway, it's not the zombies who have grown tall, the mural shows that they are all doctors, carrying people to find trouble with the dwarf experts, and his arm may have been crippled by these doctors." I say.

"That's him." Long Linglong said.

"Who?" Who else could there be but these ancient masters?

"Wizard." Long Linglong said.

Mania short-circuited my brain, such a brain-burning problem, not what my current IQ can think, what I am thinking about now is that it is best to be a shorty expert, a friend who restores his painting, and the wizard mentioned by Long Linglong just now, it is best to turn into zombies and let me beat them one by one, and then let them summon them truthfully.

"Why did the wizard kill him?" My tone was visibly boring.

"I don't know." She said.

"You don't know that you have framed someone, this is called defamation, you know no, you can be sentenced." I joke.

"I didn't say it, his friend said it." Long Linglong said.

"Why didn't I hear that his friend's ghost was also crammed into this coffin? Two big men squeezing a coffin, can they sleep comfortably? "I'll continue to joke, you hurry up and find it, Miss.

"Be serious." She raised her voice inside.

"Didn't you say what his friend said? You heard it inside, and I didn't hear it outside. I said.

"His friend suggested through a mural that his death might be related to the wizard." Long Linglong said.

The first mural reveals that the dwarf expert has a close relationship with the shaman, and that the dwarf expert sits on the top during the sacrifice.

"Even if the wizard did it, the wizard can't be brought to justice now, is the antidote in it?" I just want to know if the antidote is in it.

"If the wizard killed the dwarf expert, then the antidote is most likely not in the coffin, because the wizard will never let him be buried with the antidote, and if someone steals the antidote from the coffin, it may threaten the authority of the wizard." Long Linglong came out and said.

"So there's no antidote in the coffin?" I asked.

"Nope." She replied neatly.

"Then I'm not saved?" I said, since there is no here, then the antidote does not exist.

"No, there's another clue." She said, her face grim.

"Wizard?"

"Yes."

"Such a big underground cavern, even the rat doesn't know where the wizard is."

"I know." Long Linglong looked at me and said, "Remember my conditions." ”

It seemed that she was really sure, and I could see a sense of calmness and confidence in her eyes.

But I still doubted that the dwarf experts had developed an antidote, and I asked, "Are you sure the dwarf experts have developed an antidote?" ”

"I can tell you that I am 100% sure that the dwarf experts will definitely develop an antidote, but whether the antidote is still there depends on your luck."

"I've been unlucky, and I don't feel much hope this time." Speaking of luck, I have a headache, I'm not afraid to say to you, I studied the lottery very early, when I bought that number, that number did not come out, once I gave up this number, it was very accurate, and the next period will come out.