Chapter 36 The Ceramic Man

After playing two, the more the girl played, the more excited she became, which also attracted the attention of the people next to her.

In the way of a sundial, the pointer was replaced by a brush, which used to be a very popular form of entertainment in the country of Yuero, but later there were other forms of entertainment, and gradually no one played. And in the thirteen countries of the East, almost no one has ever seen this kind of entertainment, and the reason for this is because the thirteen countries of the East are all based on cultivation, the world is too cruel, there is no absolute strength, and there is no qualification to play. Whoever stands at the top of the food chain is qualified to judge the lives of others.

A person dressed as a scholar closed the fan, bowed politely, and said with a fist: "I haven't consulted the little brother yet, I don't know if I can participate?"

Shui Miao smiled and said very generously: "Of course, the more people, the more fun." ”

"Hahaha, the little brother is really fast. The scholar rolled up his sleeves, glanced at the table, and smiled, the most commonly used brush on weekdays can also have such a magical effect, there is really no waste, only the treasure that is used in the wrong place. As soon as his hand was holding the brush, someone suddenly shouted excitedly: "Look at it, the fog has receded." ”

The fog receded, no, it didn't.

It's just that the fog outside the door gradually fades, and the things that used to loom begin to become clear. Thirty meters outside the parlor, there was a pavilion, which was originally covered by fog, and no one would be angry to see what was in that place. Something new always makes Jean curious, so everyone runs out, and Shui Miao also goes out, and Granny Kim has explained that he must be with most people.

The pavilion stood in a garden, and the mist seemed to be spiritual, stopping five meters away from the pavilion, and between the parlor and the pavilion, there was actually a way, as if they were deliberately allowed to go to the pavilion.

Why?

What's in the pavilion?

The pavilion is not much different from the usual pavilion, there is a table in the center, a tea tray is displayed, and on the tea tray, there is a small figure - a small doll made of porcelain. Gorgeously dressed, lying on his side in the tea tray, his expression was unusually surprised. Shui Miao's whole body was shocked, this person made of ceramics, he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Yes, in the toilet, the man who died.

A palm-sized ceramic doll with clear facial features and gorgeous luster, like a shrunken person. It's just that this person is not angry, and he does not feel pain and happiness. He suddenly remembered what the owner of the tea shed had said.

"It became ceramic, palm-sized ceramic. And the movements and expressions of the ceramic people are lifelike, varied, saying that this is their expression before death, frozen in that moment. ”

The expression of the ceramic man was frozen in the moment before death!

Maybe Shui Miao would have thought it was alarmist before, but after seeing it with her own eyes, she felt that the pores of her whole body were molded, and a chill hit her from the deepest part of her heart.

No one cares what is going on with this ceramic man, it seems that everyone is conventional, and they don't care about what is going on here. They knew it first, and it was the same in the tea shed, yes, the tea shed, the tea shed owner had already told them. But they still came, for the sake of Miss Eighteen's son-in-law.

"Seven days to go. The scholar cranked the folding fan in his hand, looking light and breezy.

"yes, there are seven days left, and the days go by so fast. ”

"Comfortable days usually get fast. ”

"Miss Eighteen must be mine, don't rob me. ”

"Everyone has their own ability, and happiness always has to be fought for by themselves. ”

Shui Miao looked at the group of people in astonishment, they knew, they knew that someone died yesterday, but they didn't care at all, and it seemed that they knew more than they knew. Is it because of the invitation? What's on the invitation?

Shui Miao was disappointed and left this group of people, he really wanted to leave here, the people here are crazy.

Shui Miao returned to the parlor, the maidservants who served the guests were gone, and the spacious parlor became quiet, with food and wine scattered on the floor. But Shui Miao saw that only one person was still sitting at the table, drinking wine by himself. Shui Miao walked over curiously, and the man closed his eyes, as if enjoying the feeling of the drink going through his throat.

Shui Miao couldn't help but wonder: "Everyone went out, why didn't you go out?"

The man raised his glass and tasted it for a long time, and then he said slowly: "Why should I go out to see it when I can't see it?

Shui Miao asked a question, but was replied by the other party with two questions, and these two questions are actually answers.

Blind man? One of these guests was blind, and that was very peculiar. Looking at his appearance, he is about thirty years old, he looks calm and breezy, and he doesn't care about things outside. But he was very curious about Shui Miao: "Listen to your voice, are you a child?"

Shui Miao said: "Yes, is there anything wrong?"

The man's expression was slightly surprised, and he said, "Of course it's not right, Yunmeng Mountain is reopened here for the marriage of Miss Eighteen, and the young talents invited are all from Shanze Country." The invitation makes it clear that every guest who comes here must test their abilities. Every guest comes here to realize that they are risking their lives to come here. From the death of the first person, the trial begins, and the deceased will appear in the same state of death as he did the next day, and it will not be until the seventh day that the son-in-law meeting begins. ”

This person said in detail, since Shui Miao is a child, there is a chance that he came by mistake, since there is no invitation, this is a game, and of course there are rules for the game. Everyone who comes here is eager for the first person to die quickly. Is this an annihilation of humanity?

Shui Miao didn't understand it very much, and said, "For a woman, aren't you afraid of death?"

The corners of this person's mouth lifted slightly, and he said: "Wine and wealth, who can resist the temptation, child, after all, is just a child." He shook his head and continued to drink, but he didn't bother with the water.

It was getting late, and the people in the living room were leaving one by one. Today is a very early dispersion, perhaps because the first person is dead, which means that the next person is also soon. No one wants to die, but now that they're here, they're not afraid of death. Go back early and set up life-saving things. Here, there are no more than two kinds of murderers, one is the people of Yunmeng Villa, and the other is the guests.

Not counting Shui Miao and Granny Kim, there were forty-eight people who received invitations, one died, and forty-seven. In addition to herself, there are forty-six competitors, and Miss Eighteen has only one, and almost all of those who come here are people with two brushes, and no one knows what kind of questions Miss Eighteen will come up with to test them. Perhaps since the death of the first man, the test has already begun. The grandmother of Yunmeng Villa has not shown up now, and it has always been the maidservant who is presiding over the whole process. Every guest came to the parlor to have fun, and before dark they returned to their respective accommodations, as if they had made an appointment, every day.

But after the death of the first man, this pattern is about to be broken.