291 The Land of Hulai (43)
When the bonfire goes out, it's time to go.
Three humans, plus four stickmen, the growing team of seven packed up and walked into the wind and snow again. Yan Yueming, who was walking at the end, couldn't help but look back, hoping to see the figures of the senior and the rhubarb, but the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes, he didn't see anything except the whirring wind and snow, and even the Huayuan Road and the headquarters building of SB became faintly invisible.
He could only adjust his mood and continue to set off, but after taking a few steps, the ground shook.
The vibration came from the direction of the Tianhe, and everyone looked over vigilantly and stunned, only to see the huge waves in the river that day.
What's going on again?
It all started half an hour ago.
In the sinking space station, the water of the Tianhe River poured back, washing the melon peels to pieces, only Quaqua and Tang Qiao were still insisting. Quack remembered the advice of the Q Tower and protected Tang Qiao from being harmed, but within a moment, Tang Qiao spit out a mouthful of blood and almost fell into a coma.
"Tang Qiao? Tang Qiao? "The quack shaking method almost shook Tang Qiao out of breath. She hurriedly reached out and pressed him, "Don't shake it, do you hear the music?" β
"What music?" Quack doubts.
"That's the only one who heard, it turns out that those melon peels usually listen to secrets like this......" Tang Qiao pondered, and quickly made a decision in his heart, straightened the melon skin hat, and continued to listen.
The music...... She can be sure that it is the sound of silk and bamboo, and even the sound of suona, which is very magical.
This time, she heard something else.
It seems that someone is talking, and there is the sound of fighting, which is close and far away, and it is not really audible. She was keenly aware that this might be something that was happening in some crevice, and wanted to hear it more clearly, but the sounds were gone, and her own brain was tingling and dizzy from the distraction of these sounds.
"Tang Qiao? Tang Qiao? Seeing that Tang Qiao's face was getting paler and paler, he hurriedly woke her up again.
Tang Qiao opened his eyes and took a sharp breath, just a little even, but put on the melon skin hat again. Quack had to admire her for not dying, and at this moment, the water rushed over. Without hesitation, she used her body to help her block, and activated the pre-prepared defense device, plugging the gap, and holding on.
Tang Qiao ignored it and continued to close his eyes, listening carefully to the sound he heard.
This time it was a vague man's voice, he was talking, but the voice was intermittent, like a bad signal, and he couldn't hear it very clearly.
The sound of water was also interfering with her judgment.
ββ¦β¦ They...... I ......"
At first, Tang Qiao could only hear a few words occasionally, but gradually, the voice became clearer, "...... There is no return...... Let them know...... Juggernaut ......"
The case has been solved.
Tang Qiao opened her eyes again, and she was sure that the person who spoke was a colt. Only he will use that word. Thinking of this, Tang Qiao's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth showed a little playful smile.
It turned out to be a duck, where is he now? What are you doing?
Tang Qiao didn't know about Fulin Road, but that didn't prevent her from making inferences based on the information she already had. Xiao Ming and Li Zheng have arrived in Hudi, and the end of the world is coming, so the plot on the upper side of the city should also go to the Armageddon, right?
There is a reasonable explanation for the fighting just now.
I don't know
She said what she had heard, but when she saw that the comrade who had broken up not only vomited blood in his mouth, but also bleeding in his ears, he was still laughing, and he spontaneously felt a sense of respect.
Tang Qiao continued to listen, and the more she listened, the stronger and more playful the smile on the corner of her mouth.
She thought she had heard something interesting.
In the next second, she took off her melon skin hat, her eyes were fixed on Quack, and she asked very quickly, "Do you have a way to send radio waves to other cracks?" ()β
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"Try it!" Tang Qiao didn't say a word, grabbed Quack and acted immediately.
Quack was driven to the shelves, knowing that he was not good at learning, and urgently grabbed another melon skin that was pretending to be dead next to him. Guapi trembled and Suoso had to open his eyes, "You, what are you going to do?" β
Leave me alone.
Tang Qiao: "Bird, you always know, right?" I'm going to send a message to where he is. β
Guapi cried out in his heart, "No, I know that I know, but I don't even know where he is now!" β
"Ghost King, feast." Tang Qiao directly reported the key words she heard.
"Bazaar of the Dead!" Quack and rush to answer.
As soon as this name came out, the melon skin trembled three times. He wanted to struggle, saying that there were all graves, and the signal might not be very good and could not be transmitted, but Tang Qiao and Quack supported him left and right, so how could he resist.
"Thorn, thorn, ......" Guapi stood in front of the console, constantly flipping the knob, to pursue the possibility of a one-in-10,000 connection.
As the minutes ticked by, the space station gradually flattened out as it fell, but the water poured in had reached their waists. Even if the porthole is repaired, it is still a drop in the bucket.
Guapi was so nervous that he was sweating, and he tried many times in succession, but in vain, "Miss Tang, it's really not good, not to mention the signal connection, even Hudi can't be transmitted......"
Tang Qiao's tone was firm: "No, the truth has appeared, and the closure of Hudi must have been loosened." Try again. β
Having said that, in fact, Tang Qiao had no bottom in her heart, but she couldn't show it. If you want to win, you have to go all out and win completely, and once you flinch at all, you will be defeated.
Guapi listened to her so determined, and her heart was a lot more settled, and she gritted her teeth - forget it, just fight this one.
He became more and more focused, no longer caring about the water pouring in, whether the air was getting thinner, whether there was any chance of escape. Perhaps, he really has the potential to succeed, and these melon skins, in addition to listening to secrets and making weather forecasts, can also rewrite history?
A melon peel is also a great melon peel, isn't it?
"Huh ......" Guapi listened attentively, turning the knob slower and slower, slower and slower, and the whole person quickly lay on the operating table. Tang Qiao and Quaqua didn't bother him, they guarded him and waited with bated breath.
Suddenly, Guapi was surprised: "It's connected!" β
"Toot-toot-"
Whose phone is this voice connected to?
Meanwhile, 56 Bulin Road.
Wen Renjing hid in the corner, and his scalp was tingling with stimulation from the sudden ringing of his mobile phone. I hurriedly took out my mobile phone, but before I could hold it steadily, it fell to the ground with a "click".
On the lit screen, a string of garbled characters is displayed.
() Hearing that the heart of the people was trembling, No. 56 Fulin Road was completely isolated from the outside world, and there was no signal, who called him?
Could it be a ghost?
"Jingle bells, jingle bellsβ"
The non-stop ringing bell was like a talisman, and Wen Renjing didn't dare to let it ring again, otherwise he would be discovered.
He turned his heart and picked up his phone, "Hey? β
It was a weak "Hey", and the deliberately lowered voice made Tang Qiao unable to distinguish the other party
Who is it.
However, there are generally faults in the communication equipment in the gaps, and some of the high-end ones have space stations and cyber ghosts, but they are as strong as Shabo's house, which uses landlines and BB machines, and mid-range mobile phones do not exist.
It can be seen that the other party is at least a human being.
"Hello, this is Hudi, the all-knowing and all-powerful space station. I'm Tang Qiao, please answer when you hear it. β
"Tang, Tang Qiao? Xiao Ming, his aunt?! β
The sudden increase in volume reflected the shock of hearing the scene, and also let him know what it means to be happy and sad. The "monster" in front had already gone far, and when he heard this, he suddenly turned back.
It was a two-meter-tall piece of paper monster, very high, but only a thin layer. The human form, similar to the famous painting "The Scream", is made of black pencils stacked with lines all over the body, the mouth and eyes are like black holes, and the tongue is rotten and will emit a foul smell.
There is more than one monster.
In this gossip maze, there are many such monsters hidden.
Wen Renjing didn't expect that behind the ghost king's banquet place, there was such a world.
The ubiquitous screens and white curtains together form this huge Bagua Array. The ubiquitous light interweaves light and shadow, and also reflects the shadow puppeteers on the screens and curtains. Those paper monsters are sometimes hidden on the curtain, looking like a thin layer, very similar to those shadow puppeteers, if you don't screen carefully, you can easily be caught by the other party.
Sometimes the paper monster also walks down from the curtain, as it does now.
Wen Renjing picked up the mobile phone, used his limbs together, turned his head and ran. He didn't care if he was a human or an animal anymore, he just had to run for his life.
Tang Qiao heard his wheezing on the other side, and roughly deduced his situation, so without waiting for him to reply, he took the initiative to say: "I have eavesdropped on some secrets, or gossip, about the eagle, which may help you." β
Gossip?
As soon as Wen Renjing heard this word, his eyes lit up. But he didn't have time to speak, so he could only desperately circle around the gossip array, using light and shadow and those shadow puppets who were constantly moving, to get rid of the tracking. He had a hunch that those who disappeared after entering the Floating Forest Road, including his mother, might be here, one of those shadow puppets. But as soon as he came in, he got lost, and even Damei didn't know where he went, so he couldn't support it alone.
At that time, Tang Qiao's situation was getting more and more difficult, she didn't have much time, and she couldn't help but speed up her speech, "What I heard was about the voice of the donkey, the undeclared words, and the secret he hid in his heart - he wanted to be a man." β
"Even if he doesn't admit it, he wants to be a person."
Ha?
Wen Renjing felt absurd, how could he want to be a man? In his eyes, aren't all human beings inferior ants? He couldn't even look down on it, how could he want to be their kind?
But Tang Qiao has no reason to lie to him, unless,
This Tang Qiao is a fake.
"Meow." At the critical moment, the beauty flashed again. It jumped out of nowhere, landed on a screen in front of it, and screamed at the scene.
Wen Renjing was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed, and as Da Mei turned around in the gossip array, he finally got rid of the paper monster. Without waiting to take a breath, he quickly asked back: "May I ask what is the name of the ugly thing on Xiao Ming's windowsill?" β
Tang Qiao: "...... Little green. β
Wen Renjing: "Congratulations on your right answer, I believe that you are the real Miss Tang, but how can you want to be a person?" β
"Isn't it strange that the donkey has such a fine personality? Even if he really wants to be a man, will he speak up and dare to say it? He's been to Upper City three times, and he's really not affected by humans at all? No, he's studying, he's becoming more and more like a person. Tang Qiao's rhetorical question was like a storm, and she gradually straightened out her train of thought through the questioning.
That's right, this kind of character design is more in line with the donkey, isn't it?
The more contemptuous and questioning, the more eager I actually want from the bottom of my heart. That little longing and vacillation will gradually grow with the years, and the more it grows, the more depressed and distorted he becomes.
It's like a deep cabinet.
Plover, a deep cabinet for humans.
The villain in my heart is twisting and rolling every day, muttering: I want to be a person today.
On the surface, he wants to trample human beings under his feet, shouting that he is the master of the world.
"Don't say it, I believe you." Wen Renjing couldn't help but be persuaded by her, in the final analysis, the more strange and distorted the character design, the more convincing it is to put it on the donkey.
But even if you know the secret, what about it?
Gossip?
Is this gossip another gossip?
Wen Renjing really can't run, and if he is found again, he may burp. And that feeling of thirst still accompanied him, he felt that his whole body was about to become dehydrated, and it was not easy to survive until now.
Pinch your fingers and gamble.
Wen Renjing turned on the speaker and said, "Miss Tang, please repeat what you just said." It's a gossip array, and I'm on hands-free. β
So five minutes laterβ
All the shadow puppeteers on the screens and curtains pricked their ears and heard the biggest gossip belonging to Hu Di. Who is the Plover? Most of the NPCs know him.
He secretly wanted to be a person.
The sound of rustling sounded, and in the blink of an eye, it became a piece. The shadow puppets began to talk to each other, and under the light and shadow, it seemed like a shadow puppet show, with invisible silk threads pulling behind them.
That's β the power of gossip.
"Who?"
"Who the hell is it?!"
The duck hidden somewhere on Fulin Road, Huo Ran looked back. He had a premonition that the situation was out of control, and he was uncomfortable, and he desperately rushed back, but it was too late. He watched the gossip array activate, and those with broken mouths reminded him of the melon skin of the omniscient and all-powerful space station.
It's all so annoying!
Dislike!
The duck was furious, covered in black air, but the shadow puppets were still talking in a squirting manner. The people who were in it couldn't hear what they were saying, but they could hear it.
"He wanted to be a ......"
"He wanted to be a good man......"
"Good man, disgrace, shame ......"
"Be a good person who is ashamed......"
"Huh-"
"It's disgusting......"
"Evil, smoky, bald villain......"
"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"
The duck almost died.
Da Mei flew in the air at this moment, stretched out her claws, and slapped them down with one paw. And Wen Renjing's eyes followed the great beauty, and he also found the donkey, and he didn't know if he didn't see it, and he was startled when he saw it.
"it!"
"You're not the ghost king, you're the eighth king!"
The duck didn't want to defend it anymore.
He had been loading Xuanwu in the wishing fountain of the bazaar for a long time, and no one recognized him, so they all speculated that the ghost king was him, and launched a fierce attack on the ghost king. At this time, there is a little cub who says that he is the eighth king.!