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Chapter 97 Morning

The second day of the maze—

In the morning, everyone packed their own things and set out to explore the maze.

Bai Youwei took the paper and pen as usual, walked along the way, counting along the way.

Tu Dan used the propulsion method, but it was improved on the original basis. Bai Youwei didn't know how to change it and didn't care. The two groups of people separated in opposite directions and soon entered the depths of the maze.

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo are light-fitting. Because of their way of walking, no matter how far they go, they will eventually go around to the starting point to rest, so they don’t need to carry too much luggage, which is why Zhang Tianyang considers the most time-wasting way to walk.

There are big bags and small bags on Tu Dan, and all the tent boilers are brought with you. Because the characteristic of the propulsion method is that people cannot go back and must be in the same position as the small flag.

On the way, Tan Xiao asked: "They have a lot of people, will they find the exit first than us?"

"Look first, find it first." Bai Youwei said disapprovingly, "It's going to save us trouble."

Talk and laughed and thought, and felt that Bai Youwei was right!

So my mentality became more relaxed along the way.

Bai Youwei asked them again: "I asked you to take the time to look in the mirror yesterday. Did you both look at it?"

"Look." Tan Xiao said as he walked, "I didn't notice anything unusual, I just had a doll that looks the same as me."

Bai Youwei turned her head to look at Cheng Weicai: "Where is Teacher Cheng?"

"My..." Teacher Cheng recalled for a moment and said slowly, "It's a bit strange. My doll seems to be very old..."

“…”

Everyone looked at him.

Teacher Cheng: "Oh, look at what I do. I mean, older than I am now, maybe... I have to be eighty or ninety years old."

"Really or not?" Tan Xiao asked curiously, "Can the dolls photographed have different parts?"

It just so happened that there was a mirror in front of the passage. Bai Youwei said, "Let's look at it, don't be too close."

Tan Xiao and Cheng Wei finally walked to a position about ten steps away from the mirror and stopped. Two dolls appeared in the mirror: Tan Xiao’s doll was almost the same as himself, but Teacher Cheng’s one was at least twenty or thirty years old!

His face was full of wrinkles and age spots, his hair was completely white, his teeth were almost falling out, and even his height seemed to shrink, with his back hunched, he was half a head shorter than Teacher Cheng now.

Teacher Cheng couldn't bear to look at it more, so he sighed and looked away.

Tan Xiao was so surprised that he looked left and right and kept looking at him, "What's the principle? Haha, mirror or what the hell?...How can you make people look so old? Why haven't I changed? Why? Why?"

There is no end to talk.

Bai Youwei turned her head and looked at Shen Mo who was pushing a wheelchair behind her: "Do you want to take a look?"

Shen Mo was silent and said after a moment: "I'm the same as talking and laughing, and there is no change."

Having said that, he walked to the mirror-

His doll is shown in the mirror.

I have to say that God has given him preferential treatment. The man is handsome and the doll looks particularly delicate. He stands there with tall and long legs, like a model in the display window, which is praising and admiring, and at the same time it is far away.

Shen Mo said there was no change, but Bai Youwei felt that there was.

But this change is very subtle, hidden in every meticulous and subtle, the curve of the corners of his mouth, the wrinkles between his eyebrows, and the indifference in his eyes...

Shen Mo always feels cold.

This indifference is reflected in his expressionless face all year round.

It’s not that he has no emotions, but that he is good at restraining himself and is more rational and calm than ordinary people. He smiles lightly, and no matter how much anger is, it will catch fire.

But his doll gives people a cold and indifferent feeling.

It seems that he has no heart and is indifferent to everything.

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