Gao Qian looked at Gui Xiaoqian with a smile on her face.

Bathed in golden-green light and shadow, she looked like the queen of an elven kingdom at the moment. The pale green fluorescence surrounded her beautiful figure like a mist, and she smiled and looked at the high dive with sparkling eyes, like a child holding out her most precious toy to share.

"What kind of ability is this?" asked Sherlock in a whisper.

"Uh...... Can I say I don't know?" Sherlock looked around in surprise, "This moss has been extinct for almost a hundred years. It's not a simple plant ability, it's not so much a plant ability, I'd rather believe she can ......"

Sherlock stopped at this, smiling hastily at the two of them, and began to whisper to the side of the helmet.

Gao Qian frowned slightly.

"High dive?" Xiao Qian slowly approached the high dive and looked at him with some expectation.

"Well, it's pretty good. Gao Qian didn't know what to say about Gui Xiaoqian's magical ability, Gui Xiaoqian's eyes clearly wanted to seek some kind of affirmation, but as Sherlock said, her ability was not an ordinary ability. In addition to the ancient elf sitting on her shoulder, Gao Qian still had several mysteries in her heart that remained unsolved.

Gui Xiaoqian smiled happily: "You also think it's beautiful, don't you?"

In the golden-green light, Gui Xiaoqian's smile seemed to have some kind of magic, and Gao Qian unconsciously took a step back.

"Gao Qian, you don't think I'm a monster, do you?" Xiao Qian confirmed with some eagerness, "I know you won't, right?"

"Of course not. Gao Qian replied in the affirmative, and he looked up at the overwhelming moss that emitted a little golden light, "You just can do things that ordinary people can't do." ”

"Well, you're right, I'm just a little more special than the average person. Gui Xiaoqian seemed to be talking about Gao Qian, and also seemed to be talking to herself, "It's a pity, this ability is not of great use, I have used it to change magic a few times in the live broadcast room, but the audience is tired of watching it a few times." They even think it's not magic, it's computer special effects. ”

Xiao Qian smiled in disbelief when she said this: "Compared with this kind of boring magic, the programs of those anchors who show the lower limit are more popular." ”

While Xiao Qian and Gao Qian were talking, Sherlock had been standing in the corner muttering. Gao Qian turned his head to look at her, turned to Gui Xiaoqian and lowered his voice: "Xiaoqian, when did you keep up with us?"

Gui Xiaoqian also stood on tiptoe cooperatively, and whispered in a whispered voice: "I came earlier than you, and I will know as soon as you come." ”

"How do you know?" Gao Qian looked at the pretty face close at hand, so close that he didn't hear her heartbeat or breathing. But she looked so vivid, and the flush on her cheeks was so real......

Gao Qian suddenly remembered that when he first entered the haunted house, he heard the woman's laughter, and his scalp suddenly tingled.

"I have my own way. Xiao Qian smiled and tilted her head.

Gao Qian stared at Gui Xiaoqian with a solemn face. Hallucinations, female ghosts, puppets, several thoughts flew through his mind, each one was possible, but each one had a flaw. The spectrum shows that Gui Xiaoqian is a living person, but why can't he feel her heartbeat and breathing when he is alive? Is it an illusion? But this is impossible, except for Gui Xiaoqian, he can perceive everything around him, and he should be able to detect subtle movements. Illusions can't be so flawless.

"Well, I'll tell you, I have a third eye. Xiao Qian said with a smile, Xu was on tiptoe for too long, she suddenly lost her balance and pounced towards Gao Qian.

Gao Qian pursed his lips and didn't hide, he let Gui Xiaoqian pounce on him. The soft body, with real warmth, her silky hair fluttered on his cheeks, a little itchy.

Then he heard the familiar sound of a heartbeat, pounding, pounding, and gradually increasing in frequency. The slightest rapid breath passed through his slightly open coat and through the thin shirt, and warmly pounced on the skin of his chest......

It's not his heartbeat, it's Gui Xiaoqian's.

The high dive let out a sigh of relief. The magic that blocked Gui Xiaoqian's information was finally broken, but another magic seemed to envelop them.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Gui Xiaoqian buried her head in his chest and muttered.

Her cheeks were hot, even through his shirt, he could feel the hot temperature, she was whispering something, he didn't have the heart to listen, he felt his heart beat faster, his raised hand hung in a vain, his heart was in a trance, he didn't know where to fall.

A voice in his head clearly told him that he should simply lift her up, but another voice was laughing: You know that's not what she wants......

"Ahem. There was a deliberate movement of Sherlock clearing his throat.

Gao Qian woke up, his hand paused slightly, and landed on Gui Xiaoqian's arm.

"Are you alright?" he helped her to her feet.

"No, it's okay," Gui Xiaoqian's face burned so much that she didn't dare to raise her head, and she just kept brushing the hair around her ears.

Sherlock smiled apologetically at the high submarine. The high potential looks back expressionlessly.

"Well, I'm sorry, you two, I just wanted to ask Miss Gui, when you came, were you driving a white BMW?" Sherlock turned to Gui Xiaoqian.

Gui Xiaoqian raised her head in confusion, her cheeks still had a peach blossom-like pink: "No, I came by taxi." ”

Sherlock's face changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Gao Qian asked with a frown.

"Well, it's going to be a busy place tonight. Sherlock sighed and looked at the golden-green moss around him, and then at Gui Xiaoqian, "Our colleagues found a white BMW car nearby, and there was no one in the car. I think if the owner of the car wasn't basking in the moon at the amusement park at the moment, he must be in this haunted house. ”

Gao Qian furrowed his eyebrows in surprise: "What's the matter, what day is today?"

Sherlock chuckled helplessly, "What day?" It seems that we are not the only ones who know this. ”

Gui Xiaoqian looked at Sherlock blankly: "What is lucid dreaming?"