Thriller Tour Group

"Brother Wang, listen to my advice and take the initiative to admit your mistake, right? The most you can do is get a beating from the captain."

The Taoist priest from Maoshan said earnestly: "Even if you didn't bring Yu Hehui and Bingjiu back, you basically exposed your identity in the brigade, and also lost the climbing rope that the captain lent you - the captain will not beat you to death." , right?"

The more Fatty Wang listened, the more he felt that his future was bleak. What was bleak was not that the Yintang was darkened, but that the Yintang was splashed with ink. He cried and said dejectedly: "I'm too inferior. If I get slapped, I'll get slapped. But the captain doesn't want to see me. ”

"The captain doesn't see you now because he doesn't want to really beat you to death."

Maoshan Taoist priest was very thoughtful and flicked his whisk: "Didn't you see that it's just you and me in this living room now? Everyone else was so scared that they ran away."

Speaking of this, Taoist priest Maoshan also felt sad: "Look at the way the captain killed the Poison Master. Alas, I originally planned to use the thunder to strike him after I found out about him, but I didn't expect the captain to take action himself."

"Captain haven't slept these past few days?"

Fatty Wang worriedly said, a little worried, but Taoist priest Maoshan shook his head: "No, the captain hasn't slept since he came back from Laleye."

After a pause, he lowered his voice: "He has been watching Drunken Beauty Xiangxi, you know what I mean."

Fatty Wang felt like a top being whipped by a whip, his whole body trembled, and for a moment he felt that his life was hopeless. He waved his hand sadly and said feebly: "Don't imitate the replicator's words. Oh, Xiaole, have you found anything in the trial? I'll go up and hand it over to the captain."

"Anyway, if you die early or later, you will die. I will risk it all."

Wang Pengpai made an expression as if he was about to die. Mao Xiaole smiled and took out a small paper figure from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Pengpai:

"Something came out of the review, so I'll bother Brother Wang."

When Wang Pengpeng went upstairs, the Taoist priest from Maoshan cheered, took out his mobile phone from his sleeve, and read the novel with gusto. From the time he brought Lin Xi and the others here to now, he has not rested for a moment and has been interrogating people. I didn’t even have time to read my wife’s update.

Of course, Mao Xiaole lit the Ecstasy first, so the other party would not remember that he had been interrogated, and would just think it was a good dream.

"Xiangxi..."

Seeing the title of his wife's second film "Taoist of Maoshan", Mao Xiaole's eyes, which had been narrowed by laughter, opened, with a cold and sharp light shining in them.

"It's true that we found something incredible, especially that Lin Xi, tsk."

"Okay, my wife has updated it with 10,000 words. I love the fairy lady!"

Mao Xiaole seemed to change his face, lying on the sofa with his cell phone in his arms, and generously rewarded him with 10,000 yuan. Since the reward will be divided proportionally by the novel website, Mao Xiaole directly transferred the 10,000 yuan to the author "Sanshui Riyue". Who gave him the contact information of his beloved wife.

"Mrs. Modo Modo!"

Mao Xiaole posted a group of 'Little Taoist' emojis. Unexpectedly, the author, who often disappears and always misses others, responded quickly this time.

[Maoshan, are you really a Taoist priest from Maoshan? 】

"Of course I am a real Taoist priest from Maoshan. So you never believed in Sanshui? It's so sad."

[Do you still remember the supernatural camera I bought before? I seemed to have captured some unusual things]

"! Is that so? It's not good to be haunted by supernatural beings. Sanshui, do you want to buy some talismans? It's absolutely reliable!"

【I want to see】

Mao Xiaole took pictures of a bunch of talismans he drew and sent them to Sanshui. Mao Xiaole was doing two things: enthusiastically introducing the different uses of each talisman to his wife while counting with his fingers.

"It's a supernatural thing, did you capture it?"

Mao Xiaole muttered to himself, narrowed his eyes, and muttered: "Recently, my wife is finally going to enter the hotel."

"Perhaps it's already entered?"

"Actually, it's later than expected. It's too late. I thought..."

Arriving late, he thought Sanshui Riyue would not enter the hotel. After all, Mao Xiaole had been attracted by his novel five years ago.

Those who can be selected by the hotel have forebodings before entering the hotel, or they have had strange dreams, or accidentally clicked on a live broadcast channel that they have never seen before, or they always like to check something related to travel recently. data of.

People with strong desires will be selected into the hotel, and people whose relatives are selected into the hotel will be more likely to enter the hotel.

And those people who are destined to come together will have intersected and attracted each other before. Just like when An Xuefeng was the captain of the criminal police brigade, Wang Pengpai was his informant, and when he was investigating the disappearance of Yu Hehui, He also went to Maoshan Temple and was brought to the master by Mao Xiaole, who was a young Taoist priest at the time.

Mao Xiaole, who had devoted himself to practicing in Taoist temples in the past and had been busy since he was selected to join the hostel. He had almost no contact with electronic devices. When he turned on his mobile phone for the first time and clicked on a supernatural novel called "Maoshan Taoist", he was deeply attracted. At that time, he had a hunch that the author named "Sanshui Sun and Moon" might also be selected into the hotel.

It seems to be destiny.

Therefore, Mao Xiaole often discusses supernatural cases and various issues with Sanshui Riyue, which is to lay the foundation in advance. He believed that there must be an extraordinary fate between them, otherwise how could he like every cheating novel by Sanshui Riyue, and knowing that he was cheating, he would dive into another cheating novel without hesitation.

This is definitely a very good fate. Since five years ago, Mao Xiaole has often vowed to Fatty Wang and others that he has definitely met the right person. He is definitely talented and there may be someone like [pen fairy] or [trick god]. A powerful title must be brought to the brigade.

But now five years have passed. In five years, people in the team have died, been injured, and gone. Everyone has changed, and Mao Xiaole has also changed.

Only "Maoshan Taoist", which has been updated frequently, remains unchanged. Every book of Sanshui Sun and Moon is extremely stable, so that Mao Xiaole feels a strange sense of comfort every time he updates it. There are always things in this world that are unwavering. , there are always people who will not be selected into the hotel.

But now, the second part of "Maoshan Taoist" has opened a trap, and Sanshui Sun and Moon also revealed a strange situation.

Sure enough, no one can escape the hotel after all.

There was a hint of gloom on Mao Xiaole's fair face, which was not as cheerful as when he was talking to Sanshui Riyue. There was a hint of pity in his lowered eyes.

After all, I have to go through this journey.

After five years of friendship, Mao Xiaole also vaguely knew that Sanshui Riyue's health was not very good. People with poor health would always suffer particularly during the journey.

"Don't worry, madam, I will take good care of you."

Mao Xiaole squinted his eyes and smiled again, propped up his chin, and read the first chapter of "Maoshan Taoist: The Lost Traces of Western Hunan" again, with a subtle expression of satisfaction and dissatisfaction on his face.

"When my wife comes, I can protect him while he codes."

Mao Xiaole told Sanshui Riyue more about some things that he could not say more in the past due to restrictions. Switching back to the novel interface, he clicked on the word 'Xiangxi' and pressed hard, breaking the screen. The voice was inexplicably cold:

"When these bedbugs are cleaned up..."

"Xiao Le."

"team leader!"

Mao Xiaole stood up quickly and swiped the phone with the broken screen under the sofa. With his shoulders straight and his posture dignified, he watched a tall figure walk down the stairs and put the things he was carrying on the sofa. As soon as it was thrown, the whole living room seemed to be shaken.

Mao Xiaole held his breath and concentrated, lowering his head more and more obediently. He glanced secretly and saw Wang Pengpai, with a bruised nose and swollen face, paralyzed on the sofa. The injuries on his body looked terrible, but they were actually flesh injuries. With his recovery power, he could be healed in half a day. He knew An Xuefeng's current state in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

But when the other party's eyes glanced over, Mao Xiaole's back felt as cold as if his scalp had been scraped by a sharp knife, his hair stood on end, and he cried out in his heart. The murderous aura was so strong that the captain killed Breaking Bad and beat Wang Pengpai, but the murderous aura became even stronger.

"Let Bai Xiaosheng post."

"yes!"

Mao Xiaole responded neatly without any hesitation.

"If anyone wants to see me, let them come."

Click, click, click, move your wrist, and make a sound of cracking joints.

"This pool of water needs to be a little more muddy."

"yes!"

That night, a hot post posted by Bai Xiaosheng on "Is 'Bingjiu' actually Bingjiu?" completely overturned the already heated forum.

Unlike other people's Che Zongluan chat posts, which are all conjectures and conjectures, Bai Xiaosheng directly presented the data and facts, and was very precise. He listed all the volgs recorded by Bingjiu and analyzed the circumstances of each of his murders. Based on the time points and the difficulty of different journeys, Bingjiu’s title and the timing of each time he uses the title are analyzed.

[Bingjiu’s performance in Drunk Beauty Xiangxi makes it easy to wonder whether he is Bingjiu or if there is someone else behind him]

Bai Xiaosheng said: [But we must understand that code names may alternate and identities may be replaced, but titles are relatively unique. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are people's identity labels. So far, there are only two people in the world who have the title of [Cold-Blooded] and are still alive, and one of them is Bingjiu, which shows that it is extremely rare]

[The biggest characteristic of the title of cold-blooded person is that he is not afraid of any negative emotions, does not feel pain, has a lower body temperature than ordinary people, and is more likely to be afraid of the cold. These are all experienced by Bing Jiu, who is intoxicated with Xiangxi. Some people may say that tour guides with will-type titles or temperature-type titles can also pretend to behave like this, but there is another more important evidence]

[That is the title [Get Yellow]. Blocked titles are already rare. Only seventeen people in the world have the title [Get Yellow], and only four people in the sub-region have it.]

Bai Xiaosheng then listed the identities of these four people. Except for Bingjiu, the other three happened to be leading the brigade during the period of Zuimei's journey to western Hunan, and each had a volg to testify!

[To sum up, Bingjiu is exactly what Bingjiu is doing, so why did his performance on this trip be extraordinary? And his behavior of not killing anyone is completely inconsistent with his past butcher methods]

[I think that maybe not killing anyone is the key to activating the mission of opening the journey to 30 degrees north latitude this time! We need to know how difficult it is for everyone to survive on a journey as difficult as the beautiful Xiangxi. The extraordinary predictions and powers Bingjiu showed were not because of himself, but because of the people behind him. Someone has some advice]

[The author believes that perhaps the organization behind Bingjiu has mastered the key to the mission of opening up this journey to the 30th North Latitude]

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[The other party posted in advance when the mission appeared, which is expected...]

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[With his terrifying and bloody methods, Bingjiu will definitely be controlled by him in the future. But I'm afraid even the other party didn't expect that the participants would appear as? ? ? , the author speculates that Bingjiu has rebellious intentions and is trying to escape the golden cicada's shell and get rid of the other party's control...]

[Everyone wants to find Bingjiu now. He is like a child who passed away with a lot of money in his arms. Whoever can contact Bingjiu first and give him a satisfactory reward will probably get the most critical clue this time! 】

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng's post came out, the Butcher Alliance immediately came to the forefront!

"Bai Xiaosheng's post is good."

An Xuefeng's tone seemed to be smiling, but this chuckle made Mao Xiaole's scalp tingle even more.

"Fat Wang."

"exist!"

Fatty Wang rolled up neatly, his eyes shining.

"Take the opportunity to pull out those bed bugs in the Butcher Alliance."

"Come on, boss, I promise to complete the mission!"

Fatty Wang happily clapped his chest and grimaced in pain, but this gesture succeeded in livening up the atmosphere. Mao Xiaole just curled his lips, and the next moment he felt the captain's eyes falling on him, and Mao Xiaole immediately shrank his neck like an ostrich.

"Mao Xiaole."

"exist!"

"You keep an eye on the tour guide's Rising Stars list."

"yes!"

"'Bingjiu'..."

An Xuefeng's voice was low and thoughtful: "Newcomer?"