Chapter 1055 Entering the door
"You also think the eye-catching is a big pitfall, right?" Du Moyu subconsciously thought.
Jiang Cheng shook his head, "It has nothing to do with dotting the eyes. Didn't you pay attention to what the clock watcher just said? He only mentioned the red paint used to paint the nails of the female paper figurines, but also mentioned what to use to paint the eyes of the male paper figurines. "
Du Moyu has a good memory and admitted after recalling: "Indeed, he didn't mention it at all."
In this kind of mission, NPCs will not make such low-level mistakes. , so the only explanation is that you can’t add eye candy to the paper man.
"So, we can only choose to paint the nails of the paper girl." Because of his profession, Du Moyu's mental ability is as good as Fatty's. In the dark room, he imagined that he squatted down and painted the paper girl carefully. A scene of a paper figurine with bright red nails.
There were all kinds of paper figures around, and then he looked up inadvertently. The female paper figure was tilting her neck and looking at him affectionately. This scene was really exciting!
Du Moyu has never painted nail polish on his girlfriend.
As if thinking of something, Du Moyu said quickly: "Mr. Jiang, when we went to that room during the day, I noticed that the feet of the paper man were dirty, with grass and mud stuck to them."< br>
Jiang Cheng nodded, "Yes, I also noticed that these paper figures should be the ones who went to the mourning hall last night to carry the coffin and left footprints."
"So if we accidentally pick out these paper figures this time, we will be dead." Du Moyu's face was a little solemn.
After a while, Du Moyu said quickly: "I have a suggestion, let's pick out the hanging paper figures. We can see the feet of these paper figures. Pick the ones with clean feet. The paper girl!”
Du Moyu’s suggestion is generally correct, but Jiang Cheng still frowned, “What you said makes sense, but I think It’s not that simple. There might be something hidden among those clean-footed paper girls.”
“Let’s take it one step at a time.” Du Moyu encouraged himself, “Anyway, we two. He wasn't the first one to go."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked at Du Moyu, "How do you know?"
"Didn't you see the red line on the lottery?" Du Moyu was a little surprised. "There are scales on the red line. Everyone's scale is different. I think the one with the highest scale goes first."
Jiang Cheng News Yan took out the lot he drew during the day and took a closer look. He found that there was indeed a row of inconspicuous markings on the side of the lot.
And his scale corresponds to the 3 position.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat. Oops, he was negligent.
He was still thinking about the order in which each of them went at the beginning of the third watch, and why the watcher did not reveal it.
"Not bad." Jiang Cheng's face remained calm, and he looked at Du Moyu with a mysterious look of relief, "My observation skills are quite passable, and your novel should be just passable. I'll give you a rocket when you go out. "
Du Moyu scratched his head in embarrassment and reminded in a low voice: "We are not called Rockets, we are called Alliance Leaders."
"It's the same." Jiang Chenglue. After passing this topic, he asked: "Which number are you going to go to?"
Du Moyu took out his own lottery ticket and showed it to Jiang Cheng: "I am the fifth and last one."
>"The last one feels more dangerous, so be more careful." Jiang Cheng thought of what happened to Pang Xiaofeng last night. If Yu Chengmu hadn't interfered, the last person to die would have been A Biao.
"Thank you for your concern." Du Moyu shrugged, "I am confident that I will survive."
"By the way, I also saw their order, Zhang Junyu is the first, A Biao is the second, As for Zhou Qing, he was too far away from me and I didn't see him." Du Moyu felt a little regretful.
Jiang Cheng reached out and patted Du Moyu on the shoulder, "Brother, Zhou Qing is the fourth one."
"Did you see it?" Du Moyu was a little surprised.
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and decided not to hit him. He was not stupid, but his mind was too simple and confused. "So be it." Jiang Cheng responded.
The two discussed the paper man task tonight for a while, and two core issues were highlighted by them.
The first is the missing woman that Jiang Cheng misses so much, shopkeeper Zhou’s wife.
According to the village chief, they searched the entire village but could not find the woman, not even in the river. The village chief and the man who led the way were intentionally or unintentionally infiltrating the fact that the woman was at home.
Related that their target tonight was the paper girl, the ominous premonition in Jiang Cheng's heart became more prominent.
Second, it’s the words of caution that floated up after the watchman left.
During their entire conversation, the watchman did not mention anything related to fire. Before leaving, he suddenly said this, which made people confused.
Could they encounter something or a situation related to Huo Zhu tonight?
The night gradually deepened, and Du Moyu saw that Jiang Cheng was a little tired, so he asked him to rest assured and keep vigil by himself.
Jiang Cheng declined his kindness. Du Moyu was not a fat man, so he could not trust him.
Time passed by, and Du Moyu was bored, walking around the room, and moving some things from time to time.
Jiang Cheng asked him what he was doing. Du Moyu rubbed his nose in embarrassment and replied that he was accumulating material. Many of the inspirations for his supernatural novels came from missions. This is why many readers continue to read them. Because it's real enough.
While he was talking, the sound of banging the wooden clapper sounded, as if coming from a very far away place. The sound was not only unclear, but also had a dying smell.
It adds a dangerous undertone to tonight’s mission map.
Jiang Cheng looked at the door and whispered: "Zhang Junyu is about to start."
"Open the door to see the devil, life or death!" Du Moyu cursed fiercely, Pang Xiaofeng's matter He still remembers it.
On the other side, Zhang Junyu, who heard the sound of bangs, took a deep breath, opened the door, glanced at the house where Jiang Cheng was located, then turned and walked towards the papermaker's house that he remembered during the day.
The night was dark, and there was an unusual silence in the whole village.
There was no chirping of birds or the mournful chirping of autumn insects. Everyone in the village seemed to be dead.
Zhang Junyu suddenly had an unfounded guess as to whether everyone in the village was really dead. The villagers he saw during the day were actually paper figures.
At night, when the villagers return home, the real body of the paper man will be revealed.
"Ta. Ta. Ta."
He walked stiffly along the dirt road in the village.
When he arrived at the door of the papermaker's house, a faint light shone in front of his feet.
It’s the Bagua mirror.
Zhang Junyu took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and stepped through the door.
Although he had been here during the day, Zhang Junyu still simply walked around the house first, sharpening his knife and chopping firewood. He also thought about the problem that Jiang Cheng thought of, that the missing woman had not yet been found.
Who knows if she will come back, but she is hiding in the house now.
What Zhang Junyu is even more worried about is whether the woman at this moment is still a human being. (End of this chapter)