Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"Tenants cannot be in the house during the day and cannot make noise at night. The premise of this noise may be that they are not allowed to leave the room, or they may be allowed to leave the room, but they cannot make any noise or make any noise."

When Zhao Xuan went downstairs, he was still talking to Wen Ci. Wen Ci stared at his lip shape and guessed what he meant.

Wen Ci hummed, "Eating time is weird."

Zhao Xuan also noticed this, but for the time being they couldn't experiment with what kind of reminder this twelve o'clock would give them.

What does it mean to avoid eating at [-] noon?

They went downstairs. There was nothing special about the second and third floors. They were all tenants' rooms. It was impossible for them to enter other people's rooms to check for clues, and neither would the missionaries.

The first floor is the owner's room, a room for the two children, a room for the couple, and a nanny.

"Aren't there supposed to be five people in this house? Why have we only seen the nanny so far?" someone asked.

"It's normal. Some special NPCs won't appear very early." Old players didn't think there was anything unusual about this. They had experienced more worlds and felt that the more abnormal things were, the more normal they were.

Several people have gathered on the first floor, and the four of them are the most noticeable team except Zhao Xuan. The twins in their team are good-looking, and both of them are smiling and easy to get along with.

There was another man and a woman. Although the woman had a baby face, she seemed to be the leader among the four of them. No one dared to talk to her, so the man followed the woman closely to protect her.

Zhao Xuan did not intend to approach them, but they had the intention to find Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan didn't want to be stared at, so he pulled Wen Ci away, walked out of the gate, and stared at the trunk of the locust tree that required at least three people to hold it.

"Wen Ci, look, does this look like a child's masterpiece?" Zhao Xuan pointed to two pig heads about one meter away...

Wen Ci followed his finger and nodded slowly, "Probably."

Zhao Xuan squatted down and touched the tree roots that had broken through the ground. "This locust tree always makes me feel connected to the house, but I really can't think of any connection?"

Wen Ci imitated him and squatted next to him, staring at the shape of his mouth until he finished speaking, "Don't be in a hurry, take your time."

Zhao Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He found that Wen Ci was really unhurried and very Buddhist. He was like this in the last mission and he is still like this in this mission.

"Okay, I'll listen to you and go look elsewhere."

The left and right sides of this house are flower gardens used to decorate the house, and both sides have been decorated.

There is a circular reservoir in the middle. There is a human figure in the middle of the reservoir. It looks familiar. It is really difficult for Zhao Xuan to identify the other person's identity with such an abstract statue.

Wen Ci recognized it. He stared at the statue for a moment and said, "Queen Mother of the West."

After all, Zhao Xuan has lived in several dimensions in modern times, and he has a rough understanding of some myths and history in Chinese history.

This image of the Queen Mother of the West...not to mention, is quite abstract. It describes the appearance of the Queen Mother of the West in history - she looks like a human, with a leopard tail and tiger teeth, good at howling, and a shaggy-haired hoopoe.

This statue expresses several key adjectives, but they are taken out of context so much that they don't even look like a normal woman. They look really different.

"How did you recognize him?" Zhao Xuan felt that Wen Ci was amazing and recognized him at a glance.

Wen Ci pointed to the three words at the bottom. The location of those three words was really remote, and the words were very small. If you didn't pay more attention, you could subconsciously ignore them.

Zhao Xuan, "..."

"Is this owner a loyal fan of the Queen Mother of the West?"

Historically, the Queen Mother of the West has always been a special existence in myths and legends. In Taoism, the Queen Mother of the West is a quite representative mythological figure.

She represents immortality.

Of course, these only exist in fairy tales.

There are too many legends about the Queen Mother of the West in later generations, and Zhao Xuan is not sure what the owner's thoughts were in building the statue of the Queen Mother of the West in his own reservoir.

Could it be that this host also believes in Taoism?

"The Queen Mother of the West has changed from a real person to a character in a mythical novel. It's a conspiracy." Zhao Xuan raised his brows as the other two players followed Zhao Xuan out. He also paid attention to the statue of the Queen Mother of the West and told something about the Queen Mother of the West. legend.

"Resurrecting people, I can do this, but the Queen Mother of the West cannot." Zhao Xuan said to Wen Ci with a chuckle.

In fact, immortality is nothing more than that.

People always like to make things that are unavailable and far away from their lives unreal, and then add filters to make them beautiful.

Wen Ci stared at Zhao Xuan steadily for a few seconds, and his calm eyes seemed to say - what nonsense are you talking about?Not awake, are you dreaming?

Zhao Xuan thought Wen Ci's look was particularly cute, so he pinched Wen Ci's face and said, "The way you look at me makes me want to kiss you."

Wen Ci was startled, and then his ears quickly turned red. Zhao Xuan's words made him forget Zhao Xuan's "arrogant words" before, and he even felt a little confused and panicked.

Zhao Xuan felt that Wen Ci was really cute. He could make him show such a cute expression with just one sentence. He couldn't help but squeeze it again with his fingers.

It's just that this time I was still restrained. I pinched twice and then stopped, but the joy and joy in my eyebrows couldn't be restrained all at once.

"The statue of Queen Mother of the West must have meaning here." Zhao Xuan glanced at the statue that looked different. The water in the pool under the stone statue was not deep, and they could even see the bottom of the pool.

Wen Ci stared directly at Zhao Xuan, obviously asking him to continue speaking.

Zhao Xuan didn't say anything, he held his hand and strode into the door of the house.

Wen Ci was used to Zhao Xuan often talking and stopping talking.

There are not many decorations in the room. There are several paintings in the hall, painted by different painters. The painting styles are different, some are abstract, some are three-dimensional, and there are more traditional ink paintings. The styles are very different. The whole hall feels very different. tear.

I don’t have any obvious personal hobbies. I seem to have everything and anything is fine.

Zhao Xuan didn't know much about paintings, so he didn't look at it carefully, but Wen Ci stared at one of the paintings for a long time.

"what happened?"

"This painting is very gloomy. People who like this painting should be unhappy." Wen Ci pointed to the painting with countless hands climbing up. The background color of the painting was dark night, and the hands seemed to be stretching out from the abyss. .

It seemed like he was struggling, but also like he was... asking for help.

Zhao Xuan followed his gaze and noticed that Wen Ci's eyes were gradually sinking in. He quickly put his arms around his shoulders and said, "It's okay. They are not happy, as long as we are happy."

Wen Ci read the last word Zhao Xuan said and smiled sincerely, "Yeah."