Zhao Zhu rolled over and landed on the boat. The boat was gray, the wine table on the boat was also gray, and the drinks were also gray. The people on the boat were also gray, that is, the woman wearing an official hat, the color was slightly heavier. , highlighting something unusual, Zhao Zhu looked down at himself again, and found that he had also turned gray, which fit the style of the surrounding. .

Is this a dream, or is it still in reality?

Zhao Zhu didn't know, and couldn't understand.

This is not a place that Zhao Zhu can explain, because his strength level is really not enough in this task world. Many things will exceed the level of Zhao Zhu's thinking level, which is also normal.

What Zhao Zhu can do is... go with the flow.

If there is a road in front of you, go ahead. If there is a bridge in front of you, go to the bridge. If there is a boat in front of you, you will enter the boat. If you have wine in front of you, you will drink.

Shaking and dazed, Zhao Zhu only hoped that he could see the bloodthirsty lotus blooming in front of him, and then let himself take down the bloodthirsty lotus to complete the mission and leave this **** mission world.

Where is the bloodthirsty lotus, and how far is it from him, Zhao Zhu doesn't know, and he is not qualified to know.

In this quest world, let alone digging for hidden quests, even the people that I normally meet on the road are enough for Zhao Zhu to drink a pot honestly, where is there any energy to dig out other things, or say To die?

The gray people on the gray ship were intertwined for a while. Some people toasted Zhao Zhu, some poured wine for Zhao Zhu, some sang, and some danced. Zhao Zhu could not understand the singing and dance, but it did not prevent him from being confused. Zhao Zhu himself does not know what he is attached to.

Beside him, the woman in the official hat leaned towards Zhao Zhu. His mouth was beside Zhao Zhu, even though the color was gray, Zhao Zhu still felt that he smelled the fragrance from this woman.

It's not a powder scent, and it's not a body scent. It is a faint fragrance, refreshing, not vulgar, but very intoxicating, this kind of fragrance. It seems to have penetrated the history of bamboo slips and passed through the passage of time, just to send it to Zhao Zhubi.

This woman is like a flower, an absolute flower that can make itself bloom even in the dark night.

"Am I beautiful?"

Zhao Zhu actually didn't hear the three words "woman" clearly, but the meaning of these three words appeared in his mind. It was similar to the use of mental power to communicate, just like Zhao Zhu and Yinlang and dolls. way of communication.

Are you beautiful?

Zhao Dashao suddenly wanted to laugh at this time. Even if he thought that laughing like this would be very unpleasant, Zhao Dashao still laughed. He didn't understand why he wanted to laugh. But sometimes you don't need a reason to laugh.

When Zhao Zhu laughs, the person who should drink is still drinking, the person who should dance is still dancing, the person who should sing is still singing, and the person who should sing is still swaying, as if nothing happened because of Zhao Zhu's laughter Changed, but Zhao Zhu knew it had changed, because at this moment, the feeling that his heart was about to be pinched came again.

"nice!"

Zhao Zhu hurriedly said.

That feeling. Disappeared, Zhao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, the previous pain was not a last resort. Zhao Zhu didn't want to try it a second time.

"What are you laughing at?" the woman in the official hat asked again.

"In this place where no one is a ghost or a ghost, you actually ask me if you are beautiful or not." Zhao Zhu told the truth, "It's like standing in a cesspool with a dish and asking me if it tastes good. "

The meaning of these contents, transmitted through mental power, should be able to make the other party clear.

It's like even if Zhao Zhu doesn't understand the language of a country, he can still communicate with each other through spiritual contact. Language, in fact, is an incidental carrier of psychological activities.

"Do you want to see what I really look like?" The woman's voice appeared in Zhao Zhu's mind again.

Zhao Zhu shook his head, and he shook his head very decisively and resolutely. The meaning of not wanting to be expressed was very clear, very clear.

"Why?" the woman asked again.

"Now...it's fine."

This is Zhao Zhu's answer. In fact, Zhao Zhu doesn't want to see the face of a woman who has been a zombie for thousands of years. In Zhao Zhu's opinion, this woman must also be dead. What should I do? There are too many uncles in this place, and Zhao Zhu himself cannot serve them at all. Although it was gray at this time, at least this woman gave Zhao Zhu a feeling of being a beauty. In comparison, a beauty, even a gray beauty, was much better than facing a zombie face.

"hypocritical."

The woman stretched out her hand and pushed Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu seemed to suddenly become a weak little white face, and was pushed directly into the water. Zhao Zhu could actually swim, but in this water, he felt his own strength. Basically disappeared, even the power of mind, can not be used, really like a drowning person.

Seeing Zhao Zhu falling into the water, the people on the boat didn't care. Instead, they laughed together and pointed at Zhao Zhu. It seems that for them, it is normal for them to fall into the wine pond and drown here. It is very common. Naturally, it is even a great satisfaction. It is a bit like the Indians throwing the dead body of their relatives directly into the Ganges River, yearning for a kind of liberation, which has risen to the height of a sacrifice.

It was difficult for Zhao Zhu to understand the mood and thinking of these people. Of course, at this time he didn't have the time or energy to take care of others. In the sound of silk and bamboo, Zhao Zhu slowly sank into the water.

Under the water, there are many companions of Zhao Zhu. The companions here are not Xiong Zhiqi and others, but people who drowned in this wine pond and meat forest like Zhao Zhu now. Their bodies are wandering in the water like ghosts.

In this scene, Zhao Zhu has an impression. He first entered the crack and then entered the pool and saw the scene. Those who live under the water are not ghosts or ghosts. Could it be that the predecessors were transformed by the dead who were drunk and drowned in it?

Back and forth, turned around again?

Zhao Zhu couldn't help clenching his fists, closed his eyes, and let himself sink gradually, keep sinking, slowly, and the sinking speed became slower and slower. At the same time, Zhao Zhu's trance feeling became more and more. Light, the whole person, began to become more and more clear.

Finally, Zhao Zhu opened his eyes and found that he was still standing on the bridge. Looking around, the ground was still bricks without a drop of water, as if it was just a dream of Nanke before.

But is it really a dream?

Zhao Zhu looked at the wine bottle in his hand, as well as the red lips of his daughter on the edge of the wine bottle, and the aroma seemed to still be there.

Sitting down on the bridge and resting for a while, Zhao Zhucai got up again and continued to walk forward. There were many bridges in front. Zhao Zhu walked over them all. He only walked in one direction. Gradually, the bridge disappeared and the road was still there. , Zhao Zhu continued to walk along the road.

Then, Zhao Zhu saw a boat laying on the road. The boat was tattered, but the frame was still there. There was no one on the boat, there was no captain, no wine table, no drinker, and no woman wearing an official hat.

In fact, if Zhao Zhu is a person who specializes in history, he should be able to guess the identity of the woman, but it is like a mountain. Zhao Zhu still knows nothing about the identity of the woman at this time.

After crossing the boat, Zhao Zhu felt like he had crossed a boundary. The side of the boat and the side of the boat were like two worlds.

In front of it was a tower, a very high tower, so high that Zhao Zhu felt unbelievable, this was the ground beneath the snow-capped mountains.

In front of the terrace, there is a gully, a bit like an ancient moat, but the river is gone, leaving only a dry gully.

Standing on the edge of the river ditch, looking down, I found that there were a lot of dead bones inside, densely packed, stacked together.

Zhao Zhu frowned, and finally jumped down. Fortunately, when he stepped on the dead bones all the way from one end to the other, nothing abnormal happened. When Zhao Zhu climbed up the river ditch, he was surprised to find that the building was still on the opposite side of yourself.

"Did the ghost hit the wall?" Zhao Zhu murmured, but he was not in a hurry to repeat it again. In fact, some things can be seen clearly with just one pass.

Bending down, Zhao Zhu took out a box of chess pieces from his backpack. This is a set of props for arranging the formation. It is not very precious. It was taken by Zhao Zhu by killing Chen Hong. At this time, Zhao Zhu arranged A simple traction formation, after the arrangement, Zhao Zhu closed his eyes and walked backwards down the river.

There was a little staggering in his steps, but it didn't have much impact. Zhao Zhu walked backwards all the way to the other end, turned around, and this time, the platform was right in front of him.

However, the next moment, Zhao Zhu saw the woman wearing an official hat on the third floor of the building, standing there looking at him, and he still couldn't see the woman's face.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to see me?"

The woman's voice resounded in Zhao Zhu's heart~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhao Zhu sighed and said nothing. He entered the gate of the building. Inside the building, there was a gloomy atmosphere. Zhao Zhu walked up the stairs and reached the third floor. , the woman was gone, Zhao Zhu continued to walk up, and when he reached the ninth floor, Zhao Zhu saw a female corpse lying on the bed. Still looks very cozy.

However, when Zhao Zhu approached the bed, he found that this female corpse was not the woman with the official hat. The female corpse was well preserved, like a living person, but she did not have the temperament of the woman with the official hat.

The female corpse has no intention of cheating the corpse to get up.

"Are you looking for me?"

The woman's voice resounded in Zhao Zhu's heart again. Zhao Zhu walked to the window, looked out, and found that the woman with the official hat was standing in the river ditch. She raised her head and looked at herself. But he could clearly see the blood-red lotus in the woman's hand... the bloodthirsty lotus! (To be continued.)