Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

The light boat went down the river, and the four of them took the boat in pairs and left Lan Island respectively.

"that."

The female white-collar bit her lip, and after a long hesitation, she still walked towards the mixed-race man.

"...you said," she whispered to the half-blood man, "those two..."

"What happened to those two?"

The mixed-race man sitting on the side of the boat turned his head.

The female white-collar glanced at the cruise ship next door, as if afraid that they would find them, and lowered her voice: "If the other two paintings have not been completed after we go back... Should we follow them?"

Mixed-race man:  …

"Although I feel that they are very reliable, but I don't know why, I always feel that they have a very terrifying aura..."

Thinking of the corpses in the lake, the female white-collar worker grabbed her arm uneasy: "Do you think they are good people or bad people?"

Mixed-race man:  …

"That pile of corpses should be wandering corpses at the bottom of the lake."

Although he didn't know the truth of Chu Tianshu's release of the corpse at the bottom of the lake, the mixed-race man still gave his own explanation: "He should have accidentally exploded the bottom of the lake in the process of solving the problem, so that all the corpses were released. They all floated up..."

"nice weather today."

On the other boat, Chu Tianshu sat on the bow, humming a song. Lin Huai sat beside him, staring at the lake.

"What are you doing?" Chu Tianshu asked, "Have you given up on your fishing business?"

Lin Huai nodded.

"The previous plan to fish with fingers failed." Lin Huai said, "But I have found a new alternative..."

Mixed-race men's boat.

"...They should just look terrifying." The half-blood man said honestly, "In fact, they have been doing things that benefit us since we went to the island."

"Yes." The female white-collar worker nodded, "We should have misunderstood them..."

Saying that, she turned to look at the other party's boat, her eyes filled with water: "We can survive thanks to their help. In fact, I always feel that they should be good people with very warm hearts..."

The next moment, she was petrified in place.

Lin Huai, whom she regarded as a good person, took out a hand from the package!

Female white-collar worker:  …

"What are you doing with someone else's ghost's hand?"

"Fishing." Lin Huai said, "I suspect that there aren't enough ghosts caught with my fingers because the meat is too small..."

Chu Tianshu: "...Don't keep bringing strange dirty things to yourself!! Give it to me!!"

Female white-collar worker:  …

In her field of vision, the two people on the boat next door were fighting for a hand. They were arguing with each other, all seeming desperate to get the trophy.

The mixed-race man who also saw this scene: ...

"I think we misunderstood them again." The female white-collar worker said with eyes.

"Yeah." The mixed-race man said with a dazed look.

The boat of friendship flows smoothly along the water. Chu Tianshu finally succeeded in preventing Lin Huai's Ji Liangji ○ behavior before disembarking.

"If you continue like this, I will call the police."

When Chu Tianshu jumped off the boat first, he had a headache and angrily issued a warning to Lin Huai. Then, he stretched out his hand to Lin Huai, who was still on the boat with a displeased expression: "Bring it here."

Lin Huai:  …

Despite his gloomy expression, he still handed the ghost hand in his hand to Chu Tianshu.

Chu Tianshu: "...I didn't let you take this hand, but let you take your own hand."

Lin Huai: "Oh."

He put his hand in Chu Tianshu's palm, and Chu Tianshu dragged him up from the boat. In the distance, the mixed-race man and the white-collar woman looked at them and did not dare to approach.

When they returned to Huxin Pavilion, after the first painting, the second painting finally had content.

On the drawing paper, is a piece of ink orchid, blooming between heaven and earth. In the blue grass, there was a faint figure of a girl in white, smiling.

The second painting has been completed, but the third and fourth paintings are still blank. The mixed-race man thought for a while, and said to Lin Chu and the other two, "I and Bai Ling will go to the fourth painting, and you will go to the third painting?"

Chu Tianshu looked at Lin Huai, Lin Huai made a "it doesn't matter" expression and nodded.

"Are you sure?" Chu Tianshu turned to the mixed-race man.

The mixed-race man suddenly felt uncomfortable: "You look down on me?"

"You don't mind them." Lin Huai shrugged, "If they want to go, we'll go our own way. It's fine if the painting is not finished, just don't accidentally give away the head."

Mixed-race man:  …

"Do you think I'm weak?" The mixed-race man frowned, "I'm just...!"

He was sullen in his heart, but the mixed-race man understood that he, who almost died in Lan's painting just now, did not question the other party's capital. He closed his eyes and said to the female white-collar worker, "Let's go."

The female white-collar worker has no opinion and just follows him. When the two were about to board the boat, the mixed-race man suddenly turned around and said to them, "My name is Fu..."

Lin Huai blocked his ears: "Don't listen, don't listen."

Mixed-race man: "...What do you mean by that look of resistance?!"

"I don't want the names of dead people to occupy my brain." Lin Huai's eyes were indifferent, "This kind of behavior of introducing one's name before death is too similar to the flag in the Infinite Flow novel that the author will set up for the number of words. If you After introducing your name, enter the cabin, kiss the pendant given by your girlfriend on your neck, and say 'I'll go home to see you after completing this task', which is more like an author in order to reflect the cruelty of the copy. I deliberately used one chapter to explain the memory of the cannon fodder that killed two chapters and left a message of death before death..."

Mixed-race man: "I wanted to get mad at you at first, but in the long paragraph behind you, you were talking about something that people couldn't understand??"

"What he means is," Chu Tianshu put on Lin Huai's shoulder from behind, "let you come back alive and tell him your name, right, eh?"

Lin Huai was stared at by him, closed his eyes, and raised his eyebrows indifferently.

Mixed-race man:  …

"...Then I'll take it as your blessing to me." He muttered, "Let's go."

The female white-collar turned the dial, and the two disappeared into the fog.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the backs of the two of them that Lin Huai stared at Chu Tianshu who was looking at the room in dissatisfaction: "...Why are you adding drama to me?"

"Huh?" Chu Tianshu turned around, "Don't you think so?"

Lin Huai: "..."

He suffocated the sentence "You think of me too well" back in his heart. Chu Tianshu walked to the third picture scroll, touched his chin, and said, "Let's go, let's go to Bamboo Island—Huh?"

Lin Huai turned back.

"Shasha, Shasha..."

With a slight rustling sound, ink marks began to appear on the originally blank third piece of paper.

A cool breeze blew into the Huxin Pavilion, and the curtains that had fallen naturally were lifted by the breeze.

It was as if a woman's skirt was dancing silently.

"Shasha, Shasha..."

The sound of the brush rubbing against the paper continued. The invisible brush strokes upward, and on the third painting from the bottom to the top, a trace of ink is drawn!

That's the backbone of "bamboo"!

"boom!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly came from behind the two of them. Lin Huai turned around and realized that it was actually a book.

The book was originally placed in the bookcase upstairs, but now it seems to be pushed down by the invisible wind.

However, in the game, there is no plot happening, which is unreasonable.

"You stare at this painting." Lin Huai patted Chu Tianshu on the shoulder, "I'll go take a look."

He picked up the book.

"The Book of Thin Lives?"

What was written on the cover of the book was indeed the three words "Book of Life". The book is bound in vertical format, and the text is written in small letters from left to right.

Lin Huai opened the small book, and the catalog was presented in front of him.

"The First Plum Shadow"

"Second visit to Lan Ruo"

"The Third Blood Bamboo"

"The Fourth Return to Dongli"

These four-column catalogues seem to have been written in blood, and the handwriting is like an iron hook and silver painting, which is exactly the same as the handwriting on the original letter.

He grabbed the cover and flipped through it. The first and second parts of the booklet have been densely written, and they seem to have been completed. The third part is slowly emerging with handwriting, while the fourth part is still blank.

The three sticks of incense, which had been burning since the four returned to the pavilion, had already burned the first stick. Lin Huai flipped through the first and second stories very roughly.

The first story, unsurprisingly, is that of Mei Ying. This story is written in the first person. The woman uses a mournful tone to describe her acquaintance and acquaintance with the male owner of Meizhuang, abandoning the prosperous world of the outside world for him, washing her hands and making soup, but eventually she died.

"Hate... hate... hate hate hate..."

"There are many in this world, the infatuated woman Bo Yoshiro."

This is the end of the story written in blood at the end. Only this line of characters is different from the handwriting of the previous text, as if it was written by Mei Ying himself.

The second story is that of Lan Xiang. Different from the stories the two of them learned from the mixed-race men in Lanzhuang before, this autobiography written by Lan Xiang is obviously more detailed.

In her autobiography, she is not the younger sister of the master of Lanzhuang, but a cousin who has an ominous background, and is a slave to her parents. The old owner of Lanzhuang is traditional and superstitious, and he is afraid that the other party may bring bad luck into the village. As a result, Lan Xiang was trapped in the courtyard for many years. Due to her isolated situation, she has a quirky personality, likes orchids, and likes to collect small animals hiding living things and let them accompany her as "paintings". The young manor is the only one who is willing to get close to her.

Lanxiang and Shaozhuang have been brothers and sisters since childhood. In the end, the two fell in love. The owner of the young village promised to marry Lanxiang when he came of age and let her go out from the yard. Lan Xiang also looked forward to this day with all his heart.

However, in the last year of her life, it rained heavily. The owner of Lanzhuang Village was bewitched by the witch and decided to sacrifice Tiansha Guxing to the sky. Lan Xiang thought he was in the sedan chair that his cousin married her, but he didn't expect his final destination to be a dark and deep lake.

"Hate... hate... hate hate hate..."

"There are many in this world, the infatuated woman Bo Yoshiro."

Like the first story, the second story also ends with this crazy and hateful blood.

Three sticks of incense burned the second column. Lin Huai didn't realize it, and continued to turn to the next page.

The third story is "Blood Bamboo".

"When I first met Young Master, he was at the foot of the mountain, and I was holding an umbrella."

"Lin Huai."

Chu Tianshu's voice suddenly came.

"Look." He pointed to the third painting. "This painting is not finished... it stopped."