The wound on his waist was very deep, but he didn't even have a bandage on his hand, so he could only wrap it tightly with cloth to stop the bleeding.

"I can't tell if you're wearing white or red," Fang Shu was silent for a few seconds, then asked gently, "Sister Lan, did you get injured on purpose, or did you really not be able to escape?" ”

Mentally ill patients will have anxious, extreme, irritable, self-harming and other behaviors, not to mention severe hallucination psychosis.

If Yan Lan minimizes anxiety and extreme behavior, then her venting point will be more concentrated on the latter.

"I used to wear Taoist robes in Guanli, and most of the rest of the time I was dressed in red."

Yan Lan unlocked her phone and said in a calm tone, "As for deliberate and can't dodge, there is no difference between the two, and the result is the same." ”

She raised her hand to signal Fang Shu to be quiet, and lowered her eyes to look at the lock screen:

[Tuesday, February 21, 2023 00:16, moderate rain]

His eyes swirled around the word "medium rain", and Yan Lan raised his eyes to look at the deep reservoir in front of him.

From sunny days to light rain and moderate rain, the closer the time is to the end of time, the more people die, and the heavier the rain will be.

Yan Lan frowned: The dragon king soars through the clouds and the fog, accompanied by a thunderstorm, the fog is already there, and no matter how heavy the rain is, it will be too late.

In addition to this, there is also a hint that the weird exploration rate drives ten percent of the completion.

"Ten percent? I didn't talk about the black dragon just now, but I chatted with the cultivators of the Illusion Sect. ”

Yan Lan knew in her heart, and scratched her forearm, and the fish scales that began to grow were itching to the heart, and when she scratched it, it was a bloody rotten meat, and the bones were faintly visible.

Yu Guang saw that Zhang Wen wanted to get close and stopped, probably frightened by her appearance of not being a ghost or a ghost.

"If you can't die, it's fine." Yan Lan shook off the blood on her hands, a little unable to lift her spirits, "Going out should restore most of the wounds." ”

Fang Shu compromised and got up, and casually stuffed back the jasper pendant that slipped out of his neck, looking like a small book.

"What do you want to say?" Yan Lan pursed her dry lips and raised her eyelids tiredly, "Say it quickly." ”

Zhang Wen stepped forward and opened her mouth to say something.

Yan Lan blinked slowly, not hearing clearly.

The crying and swearing in her ears were mixed, and the auditory hallucinations covered the sound of reality, and she saw Zhang Wen's Tianling cover swollen, drilling out a human head with skin and flesh peeled off, several broken blood vessels standing, empty eyes staring at her, and the bones of the upper and lower jaws collided:

[The human body dies, the Dao heart is alive, and the feather is from the body after death, the immortal Dao is mistaken before your death, and you need to suffer ......]

She was so thirsty, and the blood loss made her eyes blurry, and her body was high and dehydrated.

I can't read lip talk.

"Elder Yandao?" Zhang Wen couldn't get a response after speaking, so she could only look at Fang Shu with anxiety.

Yan Lan slowly touched the hairpin, and there was some anger in her eyes: "Noisy, don't kill again......"

“？？？！！”

Zhang Wen was startled and retreated, "Is Yan Dao Chang sick?" ”

"Sister Lan?" Fang Shu sensed that something was wrong, and suddenly reached out and snapped his fingers in front of Yan Lan.

Yan Lan's pupils shrank, and the ethereal ghost in front of her suddenly dispersed, and the surging anger gradually subsided.

"A sudden fright will cut off a person's thoughts, and it is the same as being frightened by a sudden sound when you are concentrating," Fang Shu withdrew his hand after explaining, and his brows did not soothe, "Sister Lan, which hospital are you in now, I will go out to help you transfer to the hospital and look at your medical records." ”

[I'm a little curious about Yan Lan's perspective, is there a map that can concretize the illusion]

[Curious+1, what did Yan Lan see?] ]

"Let's talk about it," Yan Lan rubbed her temples hard and said slowly, "Wait until I'm done paying for my hospitalization." ”

She looked up at Zhang Wen: "What did you just say?" ”

“…… Oh, I want to ask what the elder is holding in his hand. ”

Yan Lan remembered the red cloth package in her hand, and directly pulled it open to reveal the hideous dragon head inside.

They all lost two keys, a diamond ring and a worn-out ten-dollar coin.

The three people in front of him all changed color.

"Sister Lan, what are you doing with it?!" Fang Shu gasped.

"It's useful," Yan Lan picked up the thing and threw it back to the others, "By the way, Fangshu's power bank is too heavy, let's go back and buy another one." ”

That's not the point at all!!

Fang Shu had a heart attack, and nodded after silence: "...... Okay, thank you, Sister Lan. ”

Yan Lan wrapped the faucet and carried it to the bottom of the reservoir.

[I've never seen a Taoist priest steal a statue]

[Yes, isn't Yan Lan a Taoist priest?] Even an evil god would ruin merit if he did this! It is very likely that the merit will be cleared and bad luck]

[Then you call the world to report Yan Lan and ask the viewer to drive her out of the Taoist temple]

[By the way, have you read this book?] What's in the reservoir......]

"Visitor Code 7, the rear of the museum is connected to the water mouth of the snorkeling ropeway, please enter from the designated passage on the second floor, and it is strictly forbidden to take any cruise ship other than the regulations."

Yan Lan completely smashed the glass of the lower submersion, stepped on the inner steps and walked down.

"Let's go down, the diving equipment is underneath."

"Keep up, you two, try not to separate." Fang Shu reminded him and went down the steps and followed Yan Lan.

The space below is not much different from the glass corridor, like a transparent water boat diving to the bottom of the sea, with lights illuminating the surroundings and rows of diving equipment.

Yan Lan walked to the innermost glass and saw a ropeway that reached the surface of the water, about a few hundred meters away, and there was a water tank to compensate for oxygen and deal with emergencies on the way.

"I'm not good at swimming," Yan Lan retracted her gaze, her tone unmistakable, "The water won't be too peaceful, there must be a group to solve the trouble first." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Wen and Feng Xuanming's bodies stiffened.

"How about I go alone?"

Fang Shu weighed and spoke: "There is no gray fog under the water, and I can ...... alone."

"I'll go with you, Doctor Fang!"

Fang Shu was slightly stunned and turned his head to look at Feng Xuanming.

"I'll go with you," Feng Xuanming took a deep breath, his tail trembled slightly, but his gaze didn't dodge, "at least there is a response." ”

Fang Shu didn't refuse, and changed into a diving suit with Feng Xuanming.

"You take the dragon," Yan Lan handed over the red cloth package, "it will come in handy." ”

"...... in the water"

"Do you remember the background of the game?"

Yan Lan raised her chin slightly to signal Fang Shu to turn around, helped him check the safety rope behind him, and continued without waiting for him to answer:

In 2020, "The Dragon Rises", a ten-person exploration group on a platform broadcast live in the park, screamed and dropped the line at 23:00, and the audience reported the case after losing contact. When the relevant authorities arrived, only a mentally disturbed anchor was left slumped in the sticky water stains, staring at the deep water murmuring. ”

Yan Lan paused, smiled and whispered, "Guess what he saw from the water?" ”

Fang Shu's pupils flickered slightly, and his gaze turned to the deep and mysterious deep water outside the glass.

"Scared?"

Yan Lan's index finger wiped her chin, and said with a smile: "You must know that I am a person who can sell my teammates, and I will still do the thing of feeding fish with friends, if I am afraid of death, you can change my ......"

"I'm not afraid of death," Fang Shu's half-joking tone, but his eyes were clear and soft, "I'm afraid that I won't want to eat fish in the future." ”

Yan Lan slowly restrained her smile and said in a calm tone:

"Why did you kill Fan Minghu?"