The three moved forward in the snowstorm.

Xiao Lan and Hua Yan did not speak, only Long Shiren kept creating opportunities to chat with Hua Yan, even if Hua Yan simply said "um", he could continue eloquently.

It fully demonstrates what is called the awkward chatting skills of social people.

Nothing happened along the way, not even a crisis.

As if it was really just a barren snow field.

On the way, the snowstorm kept increasing.

Xiao Lan and the two of them were okay, but Long Shiren couldn't stand it anymore. His entire face was frozen purple, and his mouth, which had been unwilling to stop like a machine gun, had to stop.

After a while, Long Shiren was really dying.

He shrank into a ball and stammered: "Two... two bosses, do we, do we want to find a place to hide, hide from the wind?"

Hua Yan continued to move forward with her face unchanged, her tone still lazy: "I'm not interested, I don't mind if you want."

But obviously it won't show up.

Long Shiren was about to cry: "I, I don't want to hide at all. It's super comfortable to blow air. I like it the most."

It seems that God heard Long Shiren's inner call.

Soon after, when the three of them walked over a small snowy slope, Long Shiren cheered: "The house!! The house!! We are saved!!"

Xiao Lan looked forward, and there was a small wooden house in front of him.

The house looked rough, with no windows and several gaps in the wall, but compared to this snowy field, it was already a very reliable shelter from the wind.

Unlike Long Shiren's excitement, Xiao Lan and Hua Yan were just looking at the wooden house that suddenly appeared.

They remembered that they weren't surviving in the snow, it was a dangerous playground, and they had entered a room that was clearly problematic.

How to find clues here is the most important question before them.

But... from the current point of view, this house is the most special existence here.

If you want to find clues, you have to go in once no matter what.

Putting the clues and traps together, even if the players know that there is danger there, they have to step in in order to clear the level. This is really the bad taste of the crow teacher.

The three still entered the house.

Although there are some air leaks, the house is still dry and much warmer than the outside.

There was a bit of rudimentary furniture in the room, and there was a rough fireplace made of mud, with some wood next to it, which looked like it could be heated directly.

When Long Shiren saw the fireplace, he took the initiative to run over and undertake the task of igniting it.

He shivered and studied for a while, and finally lit the fire.

"Huh..." He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that he was finally alive, and began to lie beside the fireplace and pretend to be a roast chicken.

Xiao Lan looked around the room, trying to find some clues.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of being watched, but he couldn't find the source of the line of sight. This line of sight seemed to come from many places at the same time.

The next moment, the sight disappeared.

He glanced at Hua Yan next to him.

Hua Yan's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and her eyes wandered around the room for a moment.

It seemed that she should have also noticed that line of sight.

The three of them acted independently in the room.

Xiao Lan and Hua Yan each chose a different direction, searching for clues without breaking the river.

Long Shiren seemed to be one with the fireplace. He leaned against the fireplace tremblingly, and the mountains and the sky couldn't separate them.

Xiao Lan and Hua Yan did not expect anything from this guy, so they let him go.

No one spoke for a while in the room, only the sound of firewood burning, accompanied by the wind and snow outside.

The blizzard became bigger in this short period of time.

The biting cold wind penetrated through the gap in the wooden house, with a sharp whistling, not only brought the bone-chilling cold, but the wind also swayed the flames in the fireplace, so frightened Long Shiren hurriedly added a few more pieces. firewood.

The surroundings were getting colder and colder, and even Xiao Lan felt a chill.

How much did this drop? Even the physique of advanced players can't stand it anymore.

There was even a layer of hoarfrost in the cabin.

The temperature drop continues.

"Hey... why is it getting colder and colder?" Long Shiren murmured.

He pulled a shabby blanket from the side to wrap himself up, and he was almost stuck to the fireplace, but he was still shivering, obviously still feeling very cold.

Xiao Lan moved his hands and feet, obviously feeling a little stiff in his movements.

Hua Yan's fingertips also began to turn red, and there were frozen erythema patches on her exposed calf.

It's not good to continue like this, maybe the three of them will really die here.

Seeing their actions, Long Shiren pointed to the unseen blankets piled up beside him and said, "Will you, why don't you put a blanket, a blanket..."

Xiao Lan looked at Long Shiren, who was shivering while wrapped in a blanket, and doubted the insulation ability of the pile of blankets.

Moreover, this cold method is obviously not solved by keeping warm alone. The main thing is to leave here early.

Xiao Lan shook his head: "No."

Long Shiren persuaded: "Big brother, don't be gentle and warm, and handsome can't be eaten as a meal."

Xiao Lan looked at him, and then, in the sight of Long Shiren, turned the [Emperor's New Clothes Version 2.0] into a long winter jacket with a fur collar.

Waterproof, windproof and frost-resistant, the style is simple and handsome, so you can say goodbye to long johns, the best choice for men in winter.

...Actually, Luo bought it for him before, and Xiao Lan subconsciously reproduced it.

Not to mention, it's pretty warm.

Long Shiren looked at Xiao Lan and then at his torn blanket.

He looks so tall! So handsome! Great for advanced players!

That...I will call you Dad, do you dare to agree?

He looked at Huayan in a little black dress again: "Sister Huayan, use this on me, I will make you hot."

At this time, didn't forget to flirt with sister, this guy is really a man.

Hua Yan blinked and chuckled, "No."

Saying that, she took out a cigarette with a slender filter from the storage space.

Hua Yan gently exhaled the smoke, the smoke began to interweave around her as if under her control, and finally turned into a robe as thin as smoke, with some mysterious patterns on the robe, obviously not only for keeping warm a usage.

At this moment, the gorgeous face in the smoke looks even more flamboyant, like a queen.

Long Shiren: "..."

A junior player who only has a broken blanket and relies on shaking to keep warm is really humble...

He had to add some more wood to the fireplace.

The whistling wind and snow were even bigger, and the humble log cabin was almost blown to pieces.

Xiao Lan continued to search for clues in this small hut.

There is really nothing here, the furniture is all old and bad, and there are no strange marks.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan squatted down and looked at his feet.

In the cracks in the floor, he seemed to see something reflective, which was mixed in the dust, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

Xiao Lan didn't dare to use the [Dalit Bone], for fear that it would be damaged if it was accidentally confiscated.

He took out the long-lost [this is a highly poisonous dagger], carefully inserted it into the gap in the floor, and pulled out the reflective object.

It was a small shiny shard, with a reflective front and a gray coating on the back, that looked like a mirror.

Why is there a mirror here?

Xiao Lan checked the vicinity again and found no other debris.

It's like this place has been cleaned and this little piece of debris fell down accidentally.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

who is it?

In such a snowstorm, who can travel all the way to knock on the door?

And they didn't hear any footsteps at all, this knock on the door came out of nowhere.

Long Shiren shivered.

He glanced between the two high-level players with his eyes, hoping which one would come to a show to solve the scene.

Seeing that there was no movement from the people in the house, the knocking on the door became more intense, bang bang bang seemed to want to directly smash the door open.

Taking advantage of the gap around the wooden house, Xiao Lan looked outside.

There was no one outside the door.

But now there are a lot of figures on the snow field. These figures are moving forward in the wind and snow, and their movements are stiff, but this level of wind and snow seems to have no obstacles to them.

Long Shiren panicked: "This, what is this-"

Hua Yan also saw it. She supported her chin with one hand: "It seems that we have many guests."

As their voices fell, the knocking on the door became more violent, and the dust accumulated on the door was shaken down.

The door panel made an overwhelmed squeak, as if it was about to hold up.

Long Shiren trembled again: "I, what should we do?"

Xiao Lan: "Fight or run."

Long Shiren: "..."

He also wanted to persuade the two bosses to be more serious.

Unexpectedly, Hua Yan took out the mirror and started to straighten her curly hair, looking like she was addicted to her beauty and couldn't help herself.

On the other side, Xiao Lan also sat leisurely on the chair in the corner of the room, playing with the dagger in his hand with a relaxed expression.

The two of them looked like they were ready to welcome the guys outside to come in and have a Party together.

Long Shiren was going crazy, and he had to get up by himself to find clues in the house.

Ignoring the coercion of the two bosses, he vigorously rummaged through everything in the house, throwing the unnecessary things aside, and the dust filled the room.

It seems that newcomers always have unusual luck.

He lifted the carpet in front of the fireplace and saw a closed secret door below.

In joy, he violently broke the lock of the secret door, threw the broken lock aside, and opened the door smoothly.

Long Shiren raised his head happily: "Secret road! We can escape!"

Unexpectedly, he met two pairs of eyes.

A pair of clear and charming, but the same indifference inside.

Long Shiren: "You... what's the matter?"

Xiao Lan played with the dagger, nimbly letting the blade run through his fingertips: "Have you heard of making a fool of a tiger?"

Long Shiyi was stiff: "You... what did you say? Brother Xiao, Sister Huayan, let's run, we can leave soon."

Hua Yan stopped her hand to straighten her hair. She turned the mirror around and said to Long Shiren in a slightly drunk voice: "Don't worry, why don't you explain why you can't appear in the mirror?"

Long Shiren followed her movements and looked at the mirror in her hand.

There's a fireplace, there's a rug, and there's an open door in that fancy vanity mirror but—

without him.

Xiao Lan put away the dagger and stopped looking at Long Shiren by the smooth surface of the dagger.

He took out the pale bone stick: "Have you read the book written by the crow? In his writings, it is difficult for people who died of ghosts to gain peace, and they often turn into ghosts, helping ghosts to hunt and kill the living. people."

"You broke the original mirror in the room, right? There isn't even anything that reflects light here, so you handled it in advance, right?"

Long Shiren's face was full of anxiety, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, it's not like this, there are only the three of us here, this must be a trick of ghosts, don't be deceived."

Hua Yan took out the cigarette again, this time the cigarette was obviously different from before.

She gently exhaled a smoke ring, with a bit of jest in her tone: "You are the one who found the wooden house, you are the one who led us to the wooden house, you are the one who lights the fireplace, and you are the one who found the secret passage."

"Mr. Long, aren't you too powerful?"

Xiao Lan approached him: "What's more, where are the three people here, it's obviously full of people everywhere."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the seemingly empty roof.

He had previously inspected the entire hut by the reflection of the dagger.

The ceiling is full of dense figures hanging upside down. Their faces are different, but their eyes are full of pale eyeballs.

The corners of their mouths had penetrating smiles, and they stared straight down.

As if some kind of truth had been revealed, the knocking on the door stopped.

The violent blizzard also quieted down.

There was a brief silence in the room.

Long Shiren's face was pale, and he lowered his head: "They forced me... I don't want this..."

He looked at Huayan with a painful expression: "Sister Huayan, I don't want to hurt you... You believe me, this road is real, you can go quickly, and you won't be able to leave when the guys outside come."

Xiao Lan glanced outside the house.

At this time, those stiff people were already very close to the hut, and as far as they could see, there were shadows rubbing shoulders.

Seems to be incensed by the behavior of the traitor Long Shiren.

The speed of the figures outside suddenly accelerated, and there was a constant rustling sound even on the ceiling of the wooden house.

Seeing this, Long Shiren's eyes were filled with despair: "It's too late, it's too late..."

As soon as his words fell, the door of the wooden house was kicked open directly.

A group of people described as haggard, sunken-eyed, and ragged stared at their blue-grey eyes, which were filled with hunger.

It's obviously not alive anymore.

They rushed towards the people inside.

Even Long Shiren, the second or fifth boy, did not let go.

The attack starts in an instant.

An icy hand grabbed towards Xiao Lan's head, his fingertips flashed with a sharp cold light, as if he wanted to lift his Heavenly Spirit Cover directly.

If you can't lift the Tianling cover, you can also lift his hair into the Mediterranean.

How can a real man be Mediterranean!

Xiao Lan flicked sideways and swung it up with a stick with his backhand.

The dark purple Dalit flame instantly reduced the hand to ashes.

It seems that the defense of these guys is not very good, which is really gratifying.

On the other side, Hua Yan gently exhaled smoke.

After the smoke entered the air, it turned pink, spread instantly, and filled the entire cabin.

The hunger and thirst in the eyes of those who came into contact with the smoke skyrocketed several times in an instant, and their eyes became even fiercer.

But strangely, their fierce eyes turned to each other, and they bit each other, as if the other was a tender and juicy steak.

This smoke seems to attack indiscriminately.

After Long Shiren came into contact with him, his eyes became blurred, he looked at Hua Yan affectionately, and tried to overtake her.

Even if he was surrounded by ghosts.

Xiao Lan glanced at him inadvertently, and was almost vomited by that look.

However, Xiao Lan also came into contact with this smoke, but did not feel any change in herself.

After discovering Xiao Lan's state, Hua Yan's tone was a little surprised: "Oh, there is no response to my fog of lust. In my fog, sex, appetite, wealth, love, hatred... One has a different smell. The stronger the sex, the more insane it smells."

"And you... interesting, don't you have any desires?"

Xiao Lan thought for a while while he started.

What I long for is probably poverty.

What, poverty doesn't deserve to have a taste?

What is it like to be so poor that you are excluded from the world?