It is a modern area with pools, gazebos and lush gardens.

Yu Xia found a place behind the flower bed and squatted down.

Behind is the iron tree, and in front is a well-trimmed evergreen, and the people outside can easily not notice her.

She looked through the gap of evergreen and looked outside on the path leading to the gazebo, waiting for the group of younger brothers to come over.

Ay? There is no Xie Qingci in it.

She pondered, leaning her ear closer.

"So what exactly is our role? How do you kill someone or something? I'm still confused. ”

"If you just look at the clothes, probably... What kind of prince are you, he is the emperor, and the commoners? ”

"Who is going to kill whom, can this be seen from the identity? Could it be that every character has a story to tell, and then someone else is involved, and that person is going to be killed or will be killed? Wasn't there this kind of game on the previous variety shows? ”

"I don't know, we looked for a few places, but we didn't find any cards or anything like that."

"I think it will take 20 minutes to start the elimination, and this elimination must have someone find a way to kill people to eliminate others, right? That's a clue too. ”

As the voice drew nearer, she held her breath and did not move until she had walked through the place.

The ears were too close, and she accidentally touched the 10,000-year-old leaf, which was very itchy, and she reached out to scratch it, but she didn't want her elbow to touch the person behind her.

Startled, she looked back at the comer.

Xie Qing was condescending, and called her gently: "Yu ......"

"Shh

Yu Xia pulled him down and pressed him to the ground and squatted.

"Be quiet, they're not far yet."

Xie Qingci whispered to her: "What are you listening to here?" ”

"Listen to the clues."

As he spoke, he glanced around, then glanced at the photographers who followed the two of them.

I thought it was a good place to eavesdrop just now, but now I feel like it's too cramped and hidden.

There is the illusion that two people are hiding in the grass and doing bad things.

She coughed, her face as serious as she could, and returned to the point.

"Did you find any clues?"

Xie Qingci was not impressed by her mentor status at all, and asked instead of answering: "Does Sister Yu Xia want to form an alliance with me?" Align to share information. ”

"Did you really find a clue?" She was a little incredulous, "You're not going to fool me, are you?" It's like the fortune teller in the square. ”

"No, besides, it looks like you haven't found any clues, and it seems that I'm at a loss anyway."

"......" she was not angry, "knot, knot!" Although I don't have a clue, I have a smart head, you can rest assured, I have wisdom to share. ”

Xie Qingci was amused: "That's okay." ”

He took out a roll of brown-yellow paper from the sleeve of his robe and unfolded it for her to see.

"There's a low stone monument in the center of the garden with this on it, and I think it's probably useful."

It is a poem, which everyone is familiar with "Qinyuan Spring Snow".

She read it from beginning to end:

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only reckless; Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging.

Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test.

It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Regret the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style; Tang Zong and Song Zu are slightly less coquettish.

A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle.

The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. ”

Xie Qingci: "How is it?" What do you think it's for? ”

Yu Xia was thoughtful, but his eyes rolled and he told him, "I don't know." With this poem, could it be that who is a great writer? Or is the focus on snow, what is it referring to? Murderous props? ”

Xie Qingci narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze slipped over her innocent wide eyes:

"yes, it seems like we need to find two more things to get a little clearer."

"That's right," Yu Xia stood up, returned the paper to him, shook the silver-purple skirt, and fanned himself with a fan, "I have to look for it again, twenty minutes will be coming soon." ”

After taking two steps and retreating, Xie Qingci followed and retreated.

"We've made an alliance, but it's best to keep it from anyone else, so we'll have to go our separate ways. What do you think? ”

Xie Qingci seemed to think seriously for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't think it's good." This alliance is too fragile, maybe Sister Yu Xia, you will forget about me when you go out and form an alliance with others. ”

This method is very effective in deceiving the clues of the simple brothers.

She did intend to do this, and of course, the main thing was to get rid of this stinky brother.

It just doesn't work now.

Yu Xia sneered: "How is it possible." Okay, okay, let's go together, it's better to find two more people to form an alliance, so that the elimination starts later, and we can still stop each other. ”

"Yes, that makes sense, then let's go out and find someone to form an alliance while looking for clues."

He reached out and brushed away the sharp leaves of the iron tree, walked out first, and pressed the leaves to let her out.

The leaves didn't scratch a bit of the fabric.

Yu Xia pretended to be an old god, and looked around after walking to the path with her skirt, thinking that two people would join them quickly.

Not long after, Xie Qingci really took her to find three younger brothers to join, but the clue was not shared.

They checked the little garden and found no more clues.

When he walked up to the pavilion to rest, Yu Xia looked up and found that there were many words written on the vault of the pavilion.

Like the graffiti left by primary school students, the font is not easy to recognize, and the five people looked up with their heads up, and their necks were sore.

From the outside, it was five zombies begging for rain, and the scene was embarrassing for a while.

Fortunately, I got some clues.

"In 878-884, the Yellow Nest revolted...... Teacher, don't let me memorize it anymore, history is too difficult to learn...... What kind of scumbag message is this? ”

"And this, I still remember an old man who drew a circle by the South China Sea."

"Here I wrote two lines of poetry, wandering under the garden tree, hanging the southeast branch... Hey, that's the only sentence I remember before, in this article. ”

"Which scumbag wrote this, the words are as bad as mine."

Yu Xia rubbed her neck and thought, and talked to them by the way: "How did you write this?" So high. ”

A younger brother replied, "Scumbags can do everything except not study." ”

…… Pretty plausible.

Xie Qingci lowered his head from this moment, rubbed his neck as well, and asked her, "Sister Yu Xia, did you see something?" ”

"...... Return"

As soon as the words came out, the sound of electronic audio sounded above the entire venue.

"Yin Yan is killed, out!"

Yu Xia said "ha" suspiciously, and the entire pavilion turned their heads to look at the originally happy person in the middle.

"Why are you gone?"

Yin Yan looked confused: "I don't know!" ”

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ps: It is said that the Huangchao in the Huangchao Uprising at the end of the Tang Dynasty was called the human massacre, killing 120,000 blacks in Guangdong, and then killing people for food in the middle of the uprising due to insufficient food and grass.

(Friends, the latest notice, PK clearance and the last push, at 12.25 (Saturday), and then no accident 12.28 early morning on the shelves/bang gongs and drums.jpg)

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