Zhao Zhu turned over and fell on the boat, the boat was gray, the wine table on the boat was also gray, the wine was also gray, and the people on the boat were also gray, that is, the woman wearing the official hat, the color was a little heavier, highlighting a trace of unusualness, Zhao Zhu looked down at himself again, and found that he had also become gray, which also fit the style around him.

Is this a dream, or is it still in reality?

Zhao Zhu didn't know and couldn't figure it out.

Here, it is not something that Zhao Zhu can explain, because of his strength level, in this mission world, it is really not enough to see, and many things will exceed the level of Zhao Zhu's thinking level, which is also very normal.

What Zhao Zhu can do is ...... Drift.

If there is a road ahead, go on, if there is a bridge in front, go on the bridge, if there is a boat in front, enter the boat, and if there is wine in front, drink.

Wandering and a little dazed, Zhao Zhu only hoped that if he went on like this, he could see the bloodthirsty lotus blooming in front of him, and then let himself take the bloodthirsty lotus to complete the task and leave this damn mission world.

Where is the Bloodthirsty Lotus, and how far away it is from him, Zhao Zhu doesn't know, and he is not qualified to know.

In this mission world, let alone digging out hidden tasks, even these things that these people normally encounter on the road are enough for Zhao Zhu to drink a pot honestly, where is there any energy to dig up other things, or to die?

The gray people on the gray boat, there was a staggered plan, some people toasted Zhao Zhu, some poured wine for Zhao Zhu, some sang, some danced, Zhao Zhu couldn't understand the singing, and he couldn't understand the dance, but it didn't prevent him from echoing in a daze, what was attached, Zhao Zhu himself didn't know.

Beside him, the woman in the official hat leaned towards Zhao Zhu. His mouth was close to Zhao Zhu, even though the hue was gray, Zhao Zhu still felt that he smelled the fragrance from this woman.

It's not fat powder, it's not body fragrance. Rather, it is a faint fragrance, refreshing, not vulgar, but very intoxicating, this fragrance. It seems to have penetrated the annals of bamboo slips and passed through the long flow of time, just to be sent to Zhao Zhu's nose.

This woman is like a flower, a flower that can make itself shine even in the dark night.

"Am I beautiful?"

Zhao Zhu actually didn't hear the three words woman clearly, but the meaning of these three words came to his mind, and there was a meaning similar to using spiritual power to communicate, just like the way Zhao Zhu communicated with the silver wolf and the puppet.

Are you beautiful?

Zhao Dashao suddenly wanted to laugh at this time, even if he thought that laughing like this would be very annoying at this time, but Zhao Dashao still laughed, he didn't understand why he wanted to laugh. But sometimes you don't need a reason to laugh.

When Zhao Zhu laughed, the people who should drink were still drinking, the people who should be dancing were still dancing, the people who should be singing were still singing, and the people who should be prodigal were still promiscuous, as if everything had not changed because of Zhao Zhu's laughter, but Zhao Zhu knew that it had changed, because at this moment, the feeling that his heart was about to be choked came again.

"Beautiful!"

Zhao Zhu hurriedly spoke.

That feeling. disappeared, Zhao Zhu breathed a long sigh of relief, the pain before was not a last resort. Zhao Zhu didn't want to try it a second time.

"What are you laughing at?" The woman in the official hat asked again.

"In this place where people are not ghosts, you actually ask me if you are beautiful." Zhao Zhu told the truth, "It's like a person standing in a dung pit with a plate of vegetables and asking me if it tastes good." ”

The meaning of these contents, transmitted through spiritual power, should be clear to the other party.

It's like even if Zhao Zhu doesn't understand the language of a country, he can still communicate with each other through spiritual power. Language, in fact, is an incidental vehicle of mental activity.

"Do you want to see me for real?" The woman's voice appeared in Zhao Zhu's mind again.

Zhao Zhu shook his head, and he shook it very decisively and resolutely, and the meaning of not wanting to be expressed was very clear, very clear.

"Why?" The woman asked again.

"Now...... Very good. ”

This is Zhao Zhu's answer, in fact, Zhao Zhu doesn't want to see the face of the woman's thousands of years of zombies, in Zhao Zhu's opinion, this woman must also be dead, if he really goes to see her corpse, what if he cheats the corpse? There are too many uncles in this place, and Zhao Zhu himself can't serve them at all. Although it was gray at this time, at least this woman gave Zhao Zhu a feeling of being a beauty, in comparison, a beauty, even if it was a gray beauty, was still much better than facing a zombie face.

"Hypocrisy."

The woman stretched out her hand and pushed Zhao Zhu, Zhao Zhu seemed to suddenly become a weak little white face, and was directly pushed into the water, Zhao Zhu actually knew how to swim, but in this water, he felt that his strength was basically gone, and he couldn't even use his mental power, he really looked like a drowning person.

Seeing Zhao Zhu fall into the water, no one on the boat was nervous, but laughed together, pointing at Zhao Zhu, it seems that for them, it is the norm to get drunk and fall into the meat forest in the wine pond and drown here, it is very common, it is also very natural, and even a great satisfaction, a bit like the Indians throwing the bodies of their relatives directly into the Ganges, yearning for a kind of relief, has risen to the height of a sacrifice.

It was difficult for Zhao Zhu to understand the mood and thinking of these people, of course, at this time, he didn't have the kung fu and energy to deal with others, in the sound of silk and bamboo, Zhao Zhu slowly sank and sank into the water.

Underwater, there are many companions of Zhao Zhu, and the companions here do not refer to Xiong Zhiqi and others, but people who drowned in this wine pond and meat forest like Zhao Zhu now, their bodies wandering in the water, like ghosts.

In this scene, Zhao Zhu has the impression that he first entered the crack and entered the pool and saw the scene, those people who live under the water are not ghosts, can it be said that the predecessor is the deceased who was drunk and drowned in it?

Back and forth, and turned back again?

Zhao Zhu couldn't help clenching his fists, closed his eyes, and let himself sink gradually, all the while sinking, slowly, the sinking speed became slower and slower, and at the same time, Zhao Zhu's trance-like feeling became lighter and lighter, and the whole person began to become more and more clear.

In the end, Zhao Zhu opened his eyes and found that he was still standing on the bridge, looking around, there were still floor tiles on the ground, and there was not a drop of water, as if before, it was just a dream of Nanke.

But is it really a dream?

Zhao Zhu looked at the wine bottle in his hand, and the touch of his daughter's red lips on the edge of the wine bottle, the aroma seemed to be still there.

Sit down on the bridge and rest for a while, Zhao Zhu got up again and continued to walk forward, in front, there were many bridges, Zhao Zhu walked all over, he only walked in one direction, gradually, the bridge was gone, the road was still there, Zhao Zhu continued to walk along the road.

Then, Zhao Zhu saw a boat lying across the road, the boat was already in tatters, but the frame was still there, there was no one on the boat, there was no captain, no wine table, no drinkers, and the woman wearing the official hat.

In fact, if Zhao Zhu is a person who specializes in studying history, he should be able to guess a little bit of the identity of that woman, but interlacing is like a mountain, Zhao Zhu still doesn't know anything about the identity of that woman at this time.

Stepping over the boat, Zhao Zhu felt as if he had crossed a boundary, one side of the ship and the other side of the ship, like two worlds.

In front, there is a building, a very high platform, so high that Zhao Zhu feels very incredible, this is the underground under the snow-capped mountain.

In front of the building, there is a ravine, a bit like an ancient moat, but the river is gone, and only a dry ditch remains.

Standing on the edge of the ditch and looking down, I found that there were a lot of dry bones inside, densely packed and stacked together.

Zhao Zhu frowned, and finally jumped down, fortunately, when he stepped on dry bones all the way from one end to the other, nothing abnormal happened, and when Zhao Zhu climbed up the ditch, he was stunned to find that the building was still opposite him.

"The ghost is hitting the wall?" Zhao Zhu muttered, but he was not in a hurry to continue to do it again, some things, in fact, can be seen clearly as long as he is done once.

Bending down, Zhao Zhu took out a box of chess pieces from his backpack, this is a set of props for arranging the formation, not very precious, or Zhao Zhu killed Chen Hong and seized it, at this time, Zhao Zhu arranged a simple traction formation, after the arrangement, Zhao Zhu closed his eyes and walked backwards down the ditch.

There was a slight staggering in his pace, but it didn't have much effect, Zhao Zhu just walked backwards all the way to the other end, turned around, this time by the way, the building was in front of him.

However, the next moment, Zhao Zhu saw that on the third floor of the building, the woman wearing an official hat was standing there looking at him, and he still couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to come to see me?"

The woman's voice sounded in Zhao Zhu's heart.

Zhao Zhu sighed, didn't say anything, entered the gate of the building, inside the platform, the gloomy atmosphere, Zhao Zhu went all the way up the stairs, and when he went up to the third floor, the woman was no longer there, Zhao Zhu continued to walk up, and when he walked to the ninth floor, Zhao Zhu saw a female corpse, lying on the bed, the bed was very warm, and the layout was very warm, even if it was a female corpse lying on it, it still looked very warm.

However, when Zhao Zhu approached the bed, he found that this female corpse was not the woman in the official hat, the female corpse was well preserved, as if she was a living person, but she did not have the temperament of the woman in the official hat.

The female corpse did not mean to get up.

"Are you looking for me?"

The woman's voice sounded in Zhao Zhu's heart again, Zhao Zhu walked to the window, looked out, and found that the woman in the official hat was actually standing in the ditch, raised her head, looked at herself, she still couldn't see her face clearly, but she could see the blood-red lotus flower in the woman's hand...... Bloodthirsty Lotus! (To be continued.) )