A woman's sharp fingernails were forced to stay a few centimeters away from her shoulders.

The toilet is placed horizontally in front of it, making it impossible to enter again.

As soon as he touched the toilet, the restaurant owner hissed his hand and retracted into the shadow inside the door with fear.

Tang Xinjue turned the toilet, as if it was just a slight block, and raised her eyes and asked, "Boss, are you okay?"

The muscles in the woman's face kept twitching, but she didn't make another move, she just squeezed out a bit of rigidity: "It's just for fun, little girl, don't worry about it."

After speaking, the woman stood in the door for a while, as if she wanted to watch Tang Xinjue leave.

- As long as she leaves the restaurant, she can't be attacked again? still……

Seeing the restaurant owner's nails returning to normal, Tang Xinjue didn't do anything, and it was all down to his posture, "Boss, aren't you going to take me to the highway? It's my first time here, and I'm afraid of getting lost."

The convertible was parked on the edge of the road, about five steps away from her.

"..."

The restaurant owner's face was ugly, and he finally reluctantly said, "You are already on the highway."

Once you leave the building, you are in the area of ​​the highway, and you are also subject to the regulations of the highway.

Tang Xinjue nodded: "It seems that the requirements of the "Instructions for Road Trips" are not only valid for passengers, right?"

The other party avoided talking about it and continued bluntly: "As for the 'lost' way... little girl, don't worry, Mayas' 'milk' and 'milk' will pray for you."

In the shadows, the woman raised a strange face again, "No one will 'lost' on this road, everyone will find their destination, Mayas' 'milk' and 'milk' are in her home..."

"Oh. Give me a pawn then."

Tang Xinjue interrupted her and said of course: "Remember to heat it up, you have to eat one serving, and then ask Mayas for reimbursement."

Restaurant owner: "..."

The middle-aged woman turned around in anger and dared not speak, picked up the child and walked into the kitchen, scolding along with the sound of spanking: "If you run outside, if you don't do your homework, and you don't know how to help, you will cause me trouble. ... it's better to have raw barbecue pork..."

After beating the child, a few minutes later, the boss came out with a box, and the child quietly probed the door frame behind him.

"This is what you want to be, and the journey is smooth."

She bit the last four words quite hard, staring at Tang Xinjue until her figure was thrown far behind the road by the exhaust fumes.

Twenty minutes into the drive, the convertible started to slow down and pulled to a slow stop on the side of the road.

Tang Xinjue let go of the steering wheel, suppressed the tingling in his mind and the discomfort in his stomach, and took two deep breaths.

Just blocking the restaurant owner's attack, he grabbed the toilet and slowly opened his right hand, revealing the appearance of a tiger bursting inside and blood flowing.

The power of ghosts should not be underestimated. Even if the toilet is not damaged, the human body is often unbearable.

If they fight with that NPC in the restaurant, even if the four of them are in the dormitory together, they will inevitably suffer some hardships.

In Tang Xinjue's mind, the restaurant owner's obviously fearful expression appeared, and his brows knitted together again.

The restaurateur is lying, lying to the end.

The watch is Guo Guo, and both NPCs, one big and one small, have traces of fighting. Perception did not catch any danger and traps in the restaurant, the only sense of danger only came from NPCs when they were provoked.

Moreover, the restaurant owner has no fear of her... a kind of fear mixed with hostility.

While trying to attack her, she seemed to be indecisive for multiple reasons, and finally gave up in front of the road rules.

Whether it's logic or implementation in details, it's very strange.

Even if there is a face kid's jacket in his hand, it can constitute some kind of restriction on NPCs that has not yet been cleared up. It is too safe to walk around the restaurant this time.

The safer it is, the more unreasonable it is.

The exam copy cannot be without danger. The coffee shop is safe, the restaurant is barely safe, and the road is safe... Where is the danger?

Tang Xinjue lowered his eyes, and the road experience was dismantled in his mind, from waking up to the car, road, parking, and NPC conversations... Every detail was repeatedly enlarged, trying to find an entry point that could be cracked.

The sense of abnormality is getting deeper and deeper, but it seems that there is a layer of "mystery" fog covering the sea of ​​consciousness, and the method can break through its capture phase.

Tang Xinjue "rubbed" the center of his eyebrows.

If the information collected is just that, there is no way to determine the location of the roommate.

The only clue about the roommate is that Guo Guo once went to the restaurant, probably had a conflict with the NPC, and left a watch behind. However, after her observation, there was no familiarity either inside or outside the restaurant or on the nearby highway.

She looked at her hand injury and turned on her phone. From the [dorm member status], she could see that except for her minor injury, which lost two points of health, the other three were full marks.

This is even more abnormal.

Even if she simply handed over, she was inevitably injured. If the traces of fighting between the two NPCs were caused by Guo Guo or other roommates, then their health bars could not be completely damaged.

Where is the problem?

The rumbling sound of his stomach broke the silence, and Tang Xinjue decided to pack up and eat first.

A hemostatic spray was used to simply repair the injured palm with a large Band-Aid. Tang Xinjue opened it, and when he smelled it, he couldn't help it.

It's not that the food smells bad, but that when the hunger reaches a certain level, the blood sugar level is too low, and the desire to vomit will naturally appear.

It was exactly four o'clock, and it had been less than an hour since she had just finished a cup of hot coffee. His stomach seemed to have been emptied, and the hunger spread all over his limbs.

Tang Xinjue calculated the time in his heart: When driving on this road, the speed of physical exertion is about ten times the normal.

Therefore, although she only drove for an hour, she felt as if she had been driving for six consecutive hours, and her hunger grew rapidly.

From this point of view, there is also a reason for the npc to "gift" her food - without this food, it is impossible for ordinary people to last on the road for more than two hours, let alone rush to "Mayas Milk" before dark. "House of Milk".

If this reason holds, then the next logic will follow:

Mayas "Tits" "Tits" wants her to successfully complete the task.

After being instructed by Mayas's "milk" and "milk", the NPC must not refuse the examinee's request for help to complete this journey for a certain common purpose.

Without any obvious danger in front of him, Tang Xinjue's eyes became more and more serious.

Even more disturbing than the difficulty in defeating ghosts, it is the sense of incomprehensible unknown under the lack of information.

It was as if a hand was covering her eyes, that is, the road was blocked, but she was walking alone in the fog, unable to determine the direction.

A tingling lingered in her head, as if she wanted to remind her of something. Whenever Tang Xinjue wanted to catch it, it was scattered by Chaos.

After a long while, she ate half of it and put it in the box. After confirming that her stamina and satiety had recovered, she suppressed her thoughts and continued to drive.

...

When the third building came out, Tang Xinjue quickly recognized it without any hesitation.

Because it is exactly the same as the first two, and it is covered with oily green "color" everywhere.

This is a gas station.

The steering wheel was turned, and the car drove into the gas station and stopped steadily. After all the way to accelerate consumption, the fuel gauge just slipped into the danger zone that needed to be refueled.

Everything seems to have been carefully calculated and arranged to ensure that the car can continue to drive on the highway.

The gas station was very quiet, Tang Xinjue honked the horn, the green door next to him was pushed open, and a yellow figure in a special uniform walked out.

This time it was a thin young man with pale skin and messy hair. His face was not as exaggerated as the first two NPCs, but rather indifferent.

The young man came over, first looked at how many times he got out of the car, then glanced at Tang Xinjue, and pulled the corner of his mouth vigorously: "How much?"

Tang Xinjue: "Top up."

Without saying a word, the young man pulled off the fuel gun and stood in front of the fuel tank to start refueling.

After two seconds, he suddenly said, "Yeah, it's broken."

what's broken? Tang Xinjue subconsciously wanted to turn, and when the sense of danger struck, she reacted, and quickly threw herself and bent over—

The refueling gun brushed past her and smashed to the ground ten meters away, and black air rose from the inside as if scorched.

The young man walked over slowly, checked it a few times, and then shrugged: "The fuel gun is broken, I'll replace it for you."

After saying that, he walked into the green station room on his own and closed the door.

The coolness of the refueling gun flying past still remained on her neck, Tang Xinjue lifted it up, and fought and chased in nightmares for many years, so that she could almost simulate a young man throwing a refueling gun.

Just "broken"?

She didn't get angry or questioned, and she didn't even have the slightest turbulence in her face just now.

Without friends around, she also needs to communicate with Ren Ren. For a moment, the expression on this face was almost exactly the same as that of the young man just now, so indifferent that it didn't show any emotion.

Turning to look, the entry door of the youth is printed with a line of words: Non-employees are prohibited from entering.

In this exam, every thing marked with a forbidden symbol gave her a strong sense of danger and rejection.

Looking away with no interest, Tang Xinjue opened the door and got out of the car, measuring the gas station step by step.

The area of ​​the gas station is about two or three times the size of the restaurant. There are no other vehicles or people. The outside is covered by fog and trees.

After a quick lap, there was still no Ren Xinfa, and the young man still hadn't come out of the station building.

Tang Xinjue turned her wrist slightly, and just as she was about to knock on the door, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

In the corner of the light, a small figure sneaked out from the bushes.

Turning around suddenly, without the little figure running away again, Tang Xinjue had already grabbed the opponent's hat.

It's a face child!

"Why did you come with me?"

Finally seeing something new, Tang Xinjue asked with interest.

The hat-faced child who was caught was like being strangled by seven inches, and was turned around without any resistance, very weak and helpful.

But his arms were still fluttering, trying to grab the contents of Tang Xinjue's bag.

As the child tried to reach the direction with both hands, Tang Xinjue raised his eyebrows: It was Guo Guo's watch.

"You steal or even stole things from others, and you still have the right to claim it?"

Tang Xinjue felt a little better, but she was stunned, and a guess that she had never thought of before suddenly popped into her mind.

Seizing the intuition that passed by, she asked directly, "Is this watch given to you by someone?"

The child stopped fluttering, and clicked.

"Who gave it to you?"

A few seconds later, in Tang Xinjue's field of vision, the little boy slowly raised his hand and pointed at herself.