Fifty-ninth bowl of soup (5)

Xiang Xiaolan still overestimates her body. Although she has her own abilities and strength in every world, this body is not her own. It is a bit weak. For her who has undergone voltage training , If it was her own body, this point was not enough to see, but Xiang Xiaolan's body made her soften on the ground for three full minutes before he recovered.

She rubbed her neck and stepped on the collar, which suddenly shattered. Ding Xue supported the wall and climbed up. Compared with Xiang Xiaolan, who had recovered completely, she was trembling now, her feet were completely soft, and she could not move a step.

But just like that, she still shivered and cursed Xiang Xiaolan as a lunatic.

Xiang Xiaolan said: "If you don't have this madman, you would be someone else's turtle in the urn."

The locator and the camera followed them. Don't think about anyone. The people at the other end knew their every move, knew their location and even looked at the situation around them through their eyes. However, wouldn’t it be good to be able to get rid of this dilemma with just a little bit of pain? Now they are going dark, and without getting news of their deaths, Xiang Xiaolan doesn't think the other party will let them go so easily. In that case, exports are just around the corner. "Hey, it's boring in this underground maze, let's make a bet."

"What...what... bet...?" Ding Xue continued to shiver, speaking intermittently. "I...I...but...but...don't bet...fate...fate..."

"As long as you are obedient and obedient and let me send it, what do I want your life for?" Xiang Xiaolan snorted. "Just bet when I can get out from here. Three days, three days at most, how about you?"

Ding Xue's eyes widened: "Blow... bragging..."

"Got it." Xiang Xiaolan smiled happily. "Bet half a million, your half-year contribution income."

Ding Xue felt that it was impossible, so she agreed. Xiang Xiaolan laughed and started to walk forward. She was shocked and hurriedly followed, her tears were about to come down. What are these things, in order to write a novel , Like her, can catch up with her life, how many more? Doesn't it make sense to award her a global literary prize?

It's a pity that her speed has slowed down a lot. Along the way, she saw Xiang Xiaolan's weird routes from time to time. Sometimes she could walk the right way, but she had to make a few laps. Sometimes she squatted down and walked. The place is used to climb.

Ding Xue originally wanted to refuse such a posture, but was suppressed by Xiang Xiaolan's force.

Finally she had to ask: "Why are we going this way?"

"Hide the camera, otherwise what do you think?" Xiang Xiaolan looked at her with the eyes of whether you were an idiot, and Ding Xue almost fainted: "How do I know that there are cameras in those places?"

"So didn't you let you go with my rhythm?" Xiang Xiaolan asked naturally. "The collar is thrown away just because I don't want the other party to know whereabouts. If you encounter the camera and don't go to the blind spot, then you can simply put on the collar again."

Ding Xue burst into tears. She really thinks she is a very smart person. This can be seen from the many clever and witty characters she has portrayed. Several of them have won the best novel award of the year. She herself She is also very proud and feels that she has a high IQ, but she didn’t know until now that she was immersed in the scene. The reason why she can create so many characters and write so many stories is because the direction of the story can be completely controlled by herself. What is completely different from herself is that although Xiang Xiaolan doesn't write novels, Ding Xue has never paid attention to too much of her observation and caution of the environment.

"How do you know this? Have you practiced before?"

"If you haven't practiced, you know, smart people won't let go of any loopholes." Xiang Xiaolan held Ding Xue's head and motioned her to bend down. "The novels you write should have bugs everywhere, you don't look smart."

Ding Xue is too lazy to cry now, she has been staring at Xiang Xiaolan: "I think I can learn from you. When the time comes, I will be able to write a great novel!"

"Oh? Me as the protagonist?"

"Correct!"

"A good guy or a bad guy?"

Ding Xue felt that you didn't look like a good person, but in order to flatter her, she still said: "Of course you are a positive person. You are so powerful, but you still help me, don't you?"

"Then you still don't write, good people don't pay for their lives, I want to live a few more years."

"Who said that." Ding Xue was not convinced. "You can also be a bad guy."

"It's okay, the final outcome is that the bad guys kill the good guys and dominate the world."

"Evil is invincible!"

"Bullshit." Xiang Xiaolan was disdainful. "Then I don't care about you, lest I be a villain who is really punishable by everyone."

Ding Xue quickly grabbed her arm: "No way, no way, we have something to talk about, and everything is easy to discuss, you say you want me to write it!"

"A villain who has been a genius since he was a child has shattered the story of countless good people's killing plans and finally ruling the world."

Ding Xue: "...you are too..."

Xiang Xiaolan stopped suddenly, "Shhh, there is a room in front."

"What?" Ding Xue squeezed her head to look. Sure enough, there was a crossroad in front of him. There was a round hut on the left. There was a big lock on the door, and there was no light inside, so I don't know what's in it. "what is inside?"

"How do I know." Xiang Xiaolan pushed Ding Xue away from him and smiled. "But it must be something very interesting."

She bent down to pick up the stones on the ground, turned to avoid the camera range, jumped up and tapped with her right hand, and heard the camera crack. Xiang Xiaolan pulled Ding Xue, who wanted to catch the lock, "Wait." After saying that, he threw a stone in, and it was quiet when there was a muffled noise. Xiang Xiaolan thought for a while, studied the lock, and she would unlock it. Yes, unfortunately there are no tools.

At this time Ding Xue said, "What do you want to do?"

"Go in and take a look."

"What are you looking at?"

"You are very annoying." Xiang Xiaolan turned to look at her. "Can you shut up?"

Ding Xue was shivered by her indifferent eyes, and she dared not speak. Xiang Xiaolan squinted his eyes and thought about it, and finally decided to something simple. Since there is nothing to open, wouldn't he wake up after hitting it with a rock?

Ding Xue stunned her face all the way, staring dumbfounded as she watched Xiang Xiaolan kicking on the wall, kicking half of the stone, and smashing the lock open with two babbles. She smiled at the corners of her mouth, hummed and pushed away The door went in.

The room is dark, but fortunately there are lights.

This house is similar to the concrete house at the beginning, with only a wooden donkey empty inside, nothing else. The wooden donkey seems to be old, with traces of various liquids on it.

"Nothing." Ding Xue was disappointed. "Not even a weapon..."

"Who said no?" Xiang Xiaolan dialed the wooden donkey, and it shook suddenly, "This is a torture instrument specially designed to torture women. It seems that this underground labyrinth is very interesting." There is a lot of dryness on the wooden donkey body and on the ground. But this thing is different from the traditional wooden donkey. It has been improved. It opened the belly of the wooden donkey to Xiaolan, pulled out the thin steel wire inside, and wrapped it around the wrist in circles.

"What are you doing, this is disgusting!" Ding Xue didn't dare to read it. Although she could write some heavy words, it was the first time she really saw it. Just by looking at it, she could think of the way those poor women were tortured worse than death, "If...we were caught, would we be treated like this?"

"Otherwise?" Xiang Xiaolan was curious. "Could it be that the eight-carriage sedan chair knelt down and begs you to sit down and prepare a sumptuous meal. Fifty naked beautiful men will offer a box of renminbi by the way? What do you still don't know about these perverted people? "

She pulled out all the wires and tied her left hand dozens of times. This weapon could not be better. For Xiang Xiaolan, the weapon is in her hand, and she has it in the world. "You come here too."

She removed the wooden board under the wooden donkey, broke a long thin piece and handed it to Ding Xue.

Ding Xue didn't dare to pick it up, and Xiang Xiaolan didn't force it: "Don't wait for me to save you when you're in danger." When are you still caring about this, you deserve to die here. Looking at the mentality and reaction abilities of these six people, it is estimated that the last one could not go out.

Be aware of current affairs, and don't be hypocritical in extraordinary times.

After hearing this, Ding Xue took it hesitantly. She licked her lips and watched Xiang Xiaolan tear the wooden donkey apart and put it on again, with a dazed expression: "You, what are you doing? Why do you put it back after you disassemble it?"

"you guess."

"Can't guess..."

"Don't write horror novels from now on, just write fairy tales." Xiang Xiaolan suggested very sincerely. "Have you seen this wooden donkey? All these bloodstains are spilled on the front and right side of the wooden donkey. There is basically no one on the left. What does this show?"

"..."

"It shows that most of the torturers are standing here!"

Ding Xue muttered: "I haven't seen this stuff again..."

"People who don’t understand won’t stand here, because this shaft is here. I pulled the wire out and stuffed a wood into it. Turn the bearing and the thorn will pierce out. Then...who is standing here? Unlucky."

Ding Xue finished listening and digesting it for about two minutes before suddenly realizing: "You are amazing!"

"Not very powerful." Xiang Xiaolan was very humble. "Otherwise, it should be obvious at first glance that your IQ will only hold me back."

Ding Xue is not so popular now, but smiles towards Xiao Lan. Xiang Xiaolan glanced at her: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Get out."

The two left the house, and Xiang Xiaolan didn't forget to put the lock on again, but unfortunately it was broken by her just now. For a while, he couldn't fix it without tools, so he could only hang it up, trying to pretend that it was not broken.