"Nothing?" said the fat man, pretending to be loud. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He seemed to have faintly heard the faint "click" of faint mosquitoes and flies before.

He turned his head to the stone table first, a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. Immediately after, the fat man turned his head to look behind him again!

There was still nothing in front of him, which made the fat man feel a little difficult. He did feel that something was staring at him before, this is not to say how strong his sixth sense is, the fat man believes that everyone will have this experience: suppose you are walking on the road, followed by a person, all the time staring at your every move, and a little ill-intentioned, no matter how insensitive people can feel a little creepy.

Think about it, this observatory in front of you is already full of countless weirdness, plus this empty space, surrounded by stars, how would you feel if there was something hidden in your sight staring at you?

The fat man was now facing this dilemma, he had felt the strange atmosphere before, but he had also been in a relatively calm state. He even thought that he was hungry and panicked, and he was an idle person, who had been in a strange space for too long and had hallucinations. But the "da-da-da" sound in my ears was really heard by myself just now!

He looked closely at the ground behind him, the bed, and the wooden door, his eyes wide open, not letting go of every gap.

Is there really nothing? Could it be that there is a bird staring at itself outside the glass?

The sound of "da-da-da" suddenly came from the stone table, this time it was loud, but it was definitely not a fat man's auditory hallucination. The fat man tasted a strange fragrance, a very light mint smell?

The fat man's cold sweat broke out instantly, and he slowed down and turned his head to look at the stone table.

A rat-like creature burrowed under the stone table with a "boom".

The fat man jumped up in shock, how could there be rats in this place?

By the time the fat man jumped on the stool and leaned down to look for the mouse, it was gone.

"Could it be a rat running up from under the stone building?" The fat man felt that it was very likely, no one had come in this stone building for so many years, only a small mouse and no swarm of cockroaches, which was not bad. A mouse, it's not a big deal, it's impossible for it to nibble itself like rice.

The fat man felt that he was scaring himself, and he had a false alarm.

He breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the stool, still scolding himself for being so idiotic, and being scared by a little mouse with such a big belly.

Laughing helplessly, the fat man slowly moved his gaze back to the stone table.

What is this!

A glass bottle the size of a sheepskin envelope and a thumb knuckle lay tightly on the top of the stone table, and inside the glass bottle was a very viscous-looking transparent liquid, how to say, a liquid like glycerin?

The fat man was startled by the sudden appearance.

Again, the fat man is a normal person, and he will definitely be afraid when he encounters strange phenomena. He leaned on the sheepskin blanket chair tightly, looking at the envelope and glass bottle on the stone table in front of him, "Who is it, you come out for Lao Tzu!"

There's a man here besides himself, and he's a stealthy guy! Otherwise, who would put an envelope and a glass bottle on the table when he's not looking? This distance, it's so close.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on the fat man's forehead, flowing down the sides of the fat man's cheeks: if there was really a person, this person would not have time to react if he slashed himself with a knife.

Shortly after the fat man had said that, a fat mouse sprang out, and he stood up in front of the fat man with his hind limbs anthropomorphic.

Under the fat man's astonished gaze, the fat mouse danced a samba dance for the fat man.

The fat man had naturally seen this exotic dance in the night scene of his previous life, and the fat buttocks of the mouse were twisted around, making the fat man dizzy.

When the fat man reacted from the shock and wanted to reach out and grab the fat mouse who seemed to have wisdom, the fat mouse flew down the stone table again with a few vertical steps, and disappeared with a "boom".

I just said something like, "Who is it, you come out for me?" The fat man pointed the finger at the fat mouse in his heart for all the strange phenomena. If it's you, can you not be shocked when you see a fat mouse that can dance samba!

He turned his gaze to the parchment envelope and thumb-sized glass bottle on the stone table. There was also a bit of a rat tooth watermark on the envelope, presumably the envelope and the glass bottle were really brought by the samba rat just now.

The fat man took a few deep breaths, picked up the envelope on the stone table with trepidation, and opened the parchment envelope, which contained three letters. There is also a small red label on the three letters, indicating one, two, and three.

It is clear that the person who wrote the letter wanted the fat man to read the three letters in order.

Hehe, I'll do whatever you tell me to do?

The fat man directly pulled out the third letter and spread it out. There was a smirk on his lips.

The letter reads: "I knew you would be the first to open this letter!"

The first sentence scared the fat man half to death:, God-man, great prophecy?

How do you evaluate the Great Prophecy in those fantasy and fantasy novels? You can gain insight into the truth of the whole world, as long as you master the Great Prophecy, you will be able to rely on the Great Prophecy to pretend to be the best in the world, and finally be promoted to the monarch of any country, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the peak of life!

The fat man hurriedly looked down, his urine causing him to forget once again that he was in a strange event.

"See that bottle of eye drops? Do as I say, put drops in his eyes. ”

You say I'll drop if you tell me, you're stupid?

The fat man picked up the small glass bottle: it turned out to be a bottle of eye drops.

"Don't believe it, you have to put this eye drop on it now before you can see the contents of the remaining two letters and you can leave the observatory. ”

The fat man really didn't believe it, he hated this kind of commanding tone: Do what you say, why listen to your big watermelon dancing samba mouse?

The fat man directly opened the other two letters, and when they were opened, they were indeed empty.

Then your fat man will die here and won't go out, can you starve your fat man to death?

The fat man threw the envelope and glass bottle directly on the table, and sat back on the sheepskin blanket chair.

"Look at the witch on the other side, look at it......" The fat man casually hummed the witch's song adapted by himself, showing no concern at all: Isn't it just that you can't go out, do you think the master will listen to you, and you will do whatever you tell the master to do?

Humming and humming, the fat man stopped, and he smiled bitterly: This place, it seems that he is disobedient, and he really can't get out?

He was also going to hum a song and wait for the fat mouse to reappear, where he thought that the fat mouse was completely gone.

The fat man confirmed the situation he was facing, he didn't say a word, jumped up and grabbed the glass bottle eye drops, opened them and dropped them into his left eye: If you lie to me, you didn't give birth to a child......

"Ahh

He felt a drop of transparent liquid enter the eye membrane of his left eye, and then, his left eye felt like it had been pierced by a thousand needles, and it hurt uncontrollably.