Chapter 1848
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In silence, Bohemia blinked at Descartes. The vague mosaic seemed to be looking back at her with an encouraging look-after a few seconds, she couldn't help it: "Are you not talking because of constipation?"
"You have no savvy." Descartes sighed. "Didn't you check the corpse with me? Did you forget, isn't there a torn sheet under the corpse?"
Bohemia's big eyes with long eyelashes flickered a few more times.
"Oh," she understood, "this, this, I thought about it a long time ago, I thought you were talking about something else."
Perhaps it was because Lin Sanjiu's state was so bad that he ignored this detail: if the entire straw bed under him attacked people together, it would be impossible to smash his back and keep the broken sheets.
"Since it's not straw... why do you still say it's straw?"
Although Lin Sanjiu couldn't turn his head back, when Bohemia asked this sentence, he immediately raised his ears: "What? Does that copy know the answer? What's the matter?"
Of course, Descartes welcomed one more audience, and by the way extended her voice: "The correct answer is indeed'straw', but it is not the straw that is laid on the ground as a bed...Of course, it is not so much straw. , It is better to say that it is a branch."
"Branch?"
With the explanation. The figure of Descartes grew slowly, as if his belly was filled with pride. "Remember that after you dug up the land, you found nothing strange in the soil? Just after you left, a few farmers also dug up the withered fields. I went up and took a look, except for the roots of the crops. Outside, the fields are just as ordinary."
...Isn't this even more confusing? Bohemia wanted to ask, but swallowed again. Descartes was already proud enough, and she didn't need to add a handful of firewood to it.
The group of mosaics waited for a few seconds. Seeing that no one asked any questions, I had to go on and say, "This is very strange. The withered fields and the muddy ground under the straw bed all prove that the problem is indeed underground... after all. If it's something like bed bugs, it won't cause a few lines of wilting spread in the field. But after digging the ground, there is nothing strange—attention, I'm talking about no strange things. Not that the earth is empty."
"So what?"
"There is nothing unusual, but there are more things in the soil. What are the stones, grass roots, insects, seeds... There are many impurities, but because they look too ordinary, we have ignored them. I say this, you Haven't you thought of some creatures in nature? Can disguise yourself as creatures exactly like the surrounding environment—"
"Ah," Bohemia suddenly realized, "Well, that kind of bug, I know, as soon as it stops, it looks exactly like a branch—"
"Yes, many creatures have such abilities. This alone is not surprising." Descartes said slowly, "but this creature's abilities are even better. It is rooted in the depths of the earth, and only its own." The root system or the branch is constantly growing upwards; wherever the branch grows, it looks exactly like the surrounding things. Even if it looks like a fragment of grass root in the soil, the part that sticks out of the soil can also look like straw."
"So there are branches of this creature in the straw bed?" Bohemia was taken aback, "How did you guess?"
"Wherever it grows, wherever the plants and trees wither, they all die from drying up; since it lives by sucking biological fluids, it is more attractive than humans whose body is composed of 70% of water. Is it a human goal?" Descartes explained it in great detail: "Since it can extend the root system to the ground, it can also extend down the field to the bottom of the farmhouse. Although there are many branches, there are not as many straws—this is also true. Just explained why the broken sheets were not torn together."
"What's the matter?" Lin Sanjiu asked suddenly.
"Because of the absorption of human blood, the skin and muscles have to be twisted to pieces... But the bed sheet itself has no liquid, so the branches that grow like straws only need to drill through the gaps and holes." Descartes Jingzhi swelled into a large area triumphantly, "I see, you can open the bulge on her neck!"
"Wait," Bohemia asked hurriedly, "how do we use this creature? We can't let it crush the back of her head—"
The host of the dungeon squeezed the time extremely hard—before she hadn't figured out what to do, the translucent bulge formed by the albuginea on Lin Sanjiu's neck trembled slightly, "Boom." The ground cracked suddenly. A black shadow like a small tree seems to be a baby who has been soaked in the amniotic fluid for a long time. When it comes into contact with the outside air, it suddenly stretches out and unfolds its tangled body.
Bohemia's gaze just fell on the dark shadow, and its dense and numerous “branches” gradually disappeared into the air—the top part quickly became colorless and transparent, near the hair. The place becomes a black thread; when it gets close to the skin, it becomes a fleshy skin with fine pores...
"You got it right," she said with a frown, "you guess something disgusting, you guess it right."
But what should I do now?
Lin Sanjiu was wrong in two consecutive answers just now. In addition to the birth of the creature on her neck, she has to be punished once; if she didn't answer "Prison Situation" again, it would have to be a disgusting thing with roots. Punish her twice. Bohemia was thinking about the facts he heard when the onion was undressing, and at the same time he became worried: There are too many punishments, and that is a creature that can crush people's backs...
"Player Lin Sanjiu, please pay attention, please answer the prison situation as soon as possible, you have the last 30 seconds left."
It's not easy now. Bohemia doesn't need to ask, just by looking at the look on Lin Sanjiu's side, she knows that she must have a dark eye on the prison situation—
"Thirty seconds... enough." Lin Sanjiu took a low breath, "I didn't want to use the little consciousness that I had so hard to accumulate to use in this kind of place."
After the bulge broke, her breathing became smooth again. Although her voice was low at this time, Bohemia heard it clearly. She just said "Huh?" and saw that Lin Sanjiu's expression suddenly changed—she still remembered that she had seen it once in the last time in the copy of Xiaoxiaole—
Like a bright moon in the night sky, quiet and quiet. Looking at the world, yet so far away...
Where is the master of this look now?
Bohemia thought secretly.
Chapter end
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