When he woke up, he finally returned to normal and didn't talk much. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but as soon as he finished eating the breakfast that was delivered, someone came to pick him up, saying that the patriarch was invited.

"Are you a patriarch?" Qin Xiaoming asked all the way, but no one paid attention to him.

"Are you a senator? Qin Xiaoming asked, he was led to a gorgeous gate, and in front of the door stood a beautiful and colorful priestess.

"I'm not. The priestess smiled and shook her head softly, and pointed inside the gate, "The patriarch is inside." ”

At this time, the man who brought Qin Xiaoming over said, "Qin Xiaoming, go in." Then he stood on the other side of the door, across from the priestess, and the two of them looked at each other, and their eyebrows danced.

Qin Xiaoming couldn't stand it anymore and pushed the door in. It was pitch black and intimidating.

"Children~ come in. A kind old woman's voice came.

Qin Xiaoming took a few steps into the depths of the darkness, and suddenly the door closed automatically with a sound of "Bah!", and it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

"Ga~~Ga~" The old grandmother suddenly turned into a witch's voice and laughed gloomily.

"Evil evil evil evil ~" Several old men laughed lewdly, sounding extremely evil.

"Waha~......" Qin Xiaoming felt that the atmosphere was joyful, and he also laughed.

Qin Xiaoming smiled, the laughter of several other people stopped, the scene was deadly silent, the atmosphere was cold to freezing, and the darkness was suffocating.

After a while, Qin Xiaoming stopped laughing, and he felt weird, and finally, at this time, the witch's voice spoke again: "When death is coming, you still laugh?"

There was a black hole in front of him, Qin Xiaoming couldn't see people, but at this time, he already felt that something was wrong, could it be that these people wanted to take his life for no reason.

"What are you going to do? Grandpa and grandma, I have no grievances with you, and you can't mess around. Qin Xiaoming said timidly.

"We don't mess around. Qin Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

But suddenly the witch cried out, "Catch him!" and at the same time, a dim green light lit up.

"Frankenstein!" Qin Xiaoming exclaimed.

He saw that the faintly lit room was filled with white gas, which was reflected in the light of a faint green, and on the countertop, test tubes and flasks abounded, and there were some large instruments, and an iron bed was lying across the room.

This is a chemistry laboratory, and two old men who seem to be Frankenstein are rushing towards him, and an old woman is standing not far away, sneering, it is "witch".

"Don't come here. Qin Xiaoming ran while shouting, avoiding the "pursuit" of the two old men.

Although the two old men looked old, they were as light as swallows and walked like flying, not much worse than Qin Xiaoming, a young man, and later even the old woman joined the pursuit, and the speed was not slow.

Soon, Qin Xiaoming was cornered, he was forced to the edge of the electric bed, the three old men quickly surrounded him, Qin Xiaoming saw that there was no way, instinctively jumped, and jumped on the electric bed.

"Good!" the two old men applauded at the same time, not chasing after them.

"What's good?" Qin Xiaoming was wondering, suddenly, the electric bed under his feet moved, and several mechanical arms stretched out with lightning speed, grabbed his hands and feet firmly, and pressed them on the electric bed.

"Let go of me~Let go of me~" Qin Xiaoming shouted like a girl who was about to be abused, but he was still powerless, unable to get rid of the shackles of the mechanical arm, and was firmly pressed on the electric bed.

"Hey, hey, hey" The old woman walked over, and her cold and withered "claws" brushed Qin Xiaoming's little face, making the latter's whole body cold, like cold air drilling into the pores.

What's even more terrifying is that the other two old men, one with a chainsaw and the other with an electric drill, turned on the power and waved and fiddled there, gesturing on Qin Xiaoming's head and body.

Qin Xiaoming was frightened stupidly, first trembling, and then even weaker, and collapsed in bed.

Seeing this, the two old men accepted the "dick", and watched him by the bedside with the old woman, whispering.

"This kid is too timid. ”

"yes, yes, aren't you scared?"

Qin Xiaoming was not unconscious, but completely sober, he was angry, he was teased for being timid like this, he was a generation of hot-blooded children, how could he be so insulted, so he shouted: "Who is timid, who is timid?"

"Hey~" The sound of the chainsaw and electric drill sounded again.

When Qin Xiaoming heard this, he softened again, closed his eyes and didn't dare to open them, "Don't~ Ya Baa Butterfly~ Grandparents are merciful." ”

"Don't be afraid~"

"It will be fine soon. ”

"Ahh

"I didn't do anything, I just drew your blood. ”

"And then, is it disemboweling or disemboweling?" Qin Xiaoming thought of the tragic scene of his intestines flowing all over the ground.

"And then, no, what's the matter?" the old woman put away the blood vial, pressed a button on the electric bed, and the mechanical arm automatically released.

Qin Xiaoming jumped up angrily, pointed at the three old men and scolded: "You old people who have no sense of public morality, do you want to draw blood? As for it? Smoke it, what are you doing with me, what's the matter with that chainsaw or something? I'm afraid that I won't cooperate? ”

"We're testing you. ”

"Oh, I see...... Sure enough, you're playing with me," Qin Xiaoming said.

"Don't get excited, we are testing you to give you an important task. ”

"Really?" Qin Xiaoming looked surprised when he heard this.

"Really, it's an important mission for the survival of a camp. ”

"Ou~ Who are you?" Qin Xiaoming asked mysteriously.

"We are—the old man of the three flavors!" the three old men said in unison, they assumed strange poses, all of them bent inward with one arm, "facing the rising sun".

"Ou ~ It turned out to be three old men, looking up for a long time ~ " Qin Xiaoming clenched his fists.

"That's right, we are the legendary 'Three Flavors Old Man', which represents the three flavors of sweet, bitter and spicy, children, can you guess what kind of taste each of us corresponds to. The three old men said, each with a strange expression.

Qin Xiaoming took a look, "Ou, this old lady is smiling so sweetly, it must be sweet and old." ”

"Not bad. The sweet old man said with a kind face.

"This person has deep eyebrows and a bitter hatred, he must be a bitter old man. ”

"Exactly. The bitter old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses also said.

"The last one stuck out his tongue vigorously, presumably it must be spicy, it must be spicy. ”

"Opposite~" The spicy old man with a goatee said in a slight dialect.

"You're the patriarchs. Qin Xiaoming gave a slight salute, and at this time, the lights around him were already bright, and the furnishings and walls of those laboratories were lifted down and restored to their original state, presenting a vast hall in front of him, with simple furnishings, but without losing the atmosphere.

"Yes, the three of us are the three elders of this camp, and the children are not polite. Qin Xiaoming, who bowed down, was helped up.

"Thank you, the third elder came to me today for the sake of the mission. Qin Xiaoming said suddenly.

"Yes, so to speak. The sweet old man bowed slightly.

"What kind of mission is that?Can you reveal a thing or two?" Qin Xiaoming asked with some curiosity, "Also, why are you pumping my blood?"

"Even if Xiaoyou doesn't mention it, we are about to talk about ......," the three old men said slowly.

At night, Qin Xiaoming lay on the bed in the room, thinking about what the three old men had told him earlier.

Blood drawing is just a normal procedure, and every recovered person has to draw blood for backup, that's all. Qin Xiaoming thought that those old men were just drawing blood but scared him enough, it was really funny, probably to test his courage and prepare for the mission.

"Mission, mission......" Qin Xiaoming muttered, he leaned on the head of the bed, staring at the breathable window, this is underground, and there are no stars outside the window.

The so-called important task is really important, Qin Xiaoming still can't believe it, why did he choose him?

Go to Camp 2, where the signal has been lost!