As the fourteen people walked, their pace began to slow down. When they reached the middle of the carriage, no one moved forward.

According to the experience I have made a journey, there should be owls or come on stage at this time and tell them the rules of this carriage, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement.

In this case, the safest choice is to "see the changes".

Most people began to look around to see if they could see some clues.

The furnishings in the car are actually clear at a glance.

In addition to the sculptures guarding the gate, other works of art are also displayed on the left and right sides of the carriage.

On the left are three large-sized oil paintings. From the entrance, one is hung at a distance, and evenly distributed on the left wall of the entire carriage.

On the right side is a tree-shaped sculpture, a golden cabinet, and a sculpture of many portraits. It is also placed at a distance, and the position is the same as the three oil paintings on the other side, one by one.

Tang Lin pursed his lips and thought, "Such a gorgeous and complex carriage and such a deliberate artwork are they asking them to find the key to open the door by themselves?"

Among the fourteen people, some were as thoughtful as him, some were still confused, and some were not in the carriage at all.

For example, the leader of Kongming lantern group Zhou Yunhui.

Since he stepped into this carriage, he was brewing a stationery tree. At this moment, he could finally stand still and turn backwards. Everyone was moving around and observing the left and right, his movements were not abrupt at all.

But Lu Jue, who was standing at the end of the team, caught it at a glance.

Or rather, he didn't dare to let his sight truly leave Zhou Yunhui.

There is no allowance for attack in the dining car. After entering the new car, I am afraid that it will be the opposite rule. Lu Jue knew it in his heart, so he walked at the end of the fourteen people and kept guarding.

However, he had made great efforts, but he didn't expect that just as the eyes met, Zhou Yunhui rushed over.

Before everything was clear in the new car, this man dared to do anything.

After being stunned for a moment, Lu Jue lost the opportunity to dodge and was directly knocked down by Zhou Yunhui. Then he saw a flash of cold light in the other party's hand.

Lu Jue almost instinctively grabbed the other party's wrist holding the knife: "What are you doing?!"

Roaring is to attract others, while he himself is crazy about summoning the stationery tree.

Zhou Yunhui completely overwhelmed Lu Jue in terms of strength, which was also the reason why he chose to fight in close combat, so he didn't care about that little resistance at all. Even if he was caught, he still pushed the knife down little by little.

"Hey, don't beat it here-" the wheat-skin color of the donut yelled dissatisfied.

Zhou Yunhui ignored the deaf ears, and the tip of the knife was about to stab Lu Jue. He suddenly felt a pain in his calf.

Lu Jue took the opportunity to push him away, rolled and crawled to the other side of the wall.

Zhou Yunhui got up and was about to chase after him, but unexpectedly, the calf that had just been hurt was paralyzed. As soon as he took a step, he knelt down on one knee with a "thump".

Only then did he look down and see two inconspicuous teeth on his trouser legs, and a snake was quickly "returning to the team" to Lu Jue.

Zhou Yunhui gritted his teeth and tried several times, but his numb legs couldn't move.

Lu Jue had escaped to the oil painting closest to the next carriage door. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. However, when he came to this, he would have torn his face off. He no longer pretended to be polite: "I know you didn't give up, but I also told you that my snakes are poisonous, and only I can solve them. Without me, you can just wait to be disabled!"

Zhou Yunhui didn't say a word, so he sat on the ground and just looked at Lu Jue.

The next second, a fire lit up on Lu Jue's trousers.

Lu Jue's face turned pale, he immediately bent down, slapped twice, looked up and yelled again, and his voice changed: "You are crazy, are you igniting here?!"

He never expected that Zhou Yunhui would really fight to the end, even if he ruined the entire car, his perception made him extremely scared.

"Hey, it's almost done," the bald man with the donut nickname "Monkey" came over and took a polite shot of Zhou Yunhui. "You either use cold weapons or stop and dare to activate the carriage. We and you will never finish it."

Zhou Yunhui put down his hand, and the flames clustered in his palms went out.

Lu Jue curled up the corners of his mouth, and pride flashed in his eyes.

He could not beat Zhou Yunhui alone, but the people in this carriage would never let Zhou Yunhui mess up. If you want to blame, you would blame Zhou Yunhui's stationery tree and fire, which is the most troublesome thing.

Zhou Yunhui was dejected and exhaled his energy.

Seeing that he was so pitiful, the monk wanted to reach out and grab a hand to help him stand up, but found that his hand was touching his pants pocket.

not good.

The monk cried in his heart, but his movements were still a step slower. He watched Zhou Yunhui take out a small glass flat bottle and throw it at Lu Jue.

Lu Jue hid quickly, and the flat bottle hit the oil picture frame, shattering "bang", and the wine filled the sky in an instant.

That's the strong wine in the dining car!

"Hula——"

A little spark is enough to ignite alcohol. The whole oil painting is burning, and the flames swept across Lu Jue, who is standing next to the oil painting.

"Ahhhh--" Lu Jue screamed and fell to the ground, rolling desperately to extinguish the flames in his body.

However, Zhou Yunhui looked at him, and the firelight reflected in his eyes became more and more fierce.

People are burning, oil paintings are also burning, people are shouting, and the wooden frames of oil paintings are also crackling.

Gradually, Lu Jue lost his voice.

Everything happened too quickly, and others didn't even have time to react.

When the lilac light slowly lifted up Lu Jue, the flames were extinguished.

The oil painting turned into ashes, leaving only the remains of the burned frame.

The body was slowly swallowed by the ceiling, and Tang Lin and the other two looked up and looked in a complicated mood.

After a long time, everyone's eyes fell back to Zhou Yunhui.

Zhou Yunhui felt half of her body numb and couldn't stand up, so she sat down, and her face became dumb again: "Private grudges."

"We don't care about personal grudges," Guan Lan's delicate and small face looked innocent and harmless, pointing to the other side to remind him, "But you burned the painting."

Zhou Yunhui laughed: "So, do you want to avenge oil painting?"

Guan Lan tilted her head and looked at Zhou Yunhui's eyes as if she was looking at a piece of meat to be cut.

Zhou Yunhui suddenly felt the danger.

Guan Lan's cute and cute appearance always makes people unconsciously forget that he is the leader of Strawberry Donuts. He is definitely not a lollipop to control such a thorny team.

"That painting was Odin and Friga," Tang Lin said lightly at the last moment before Guan Lan started, "I remember most of the details. If the prompt to open the door is in this painting, I should be able to recall it."

Guan Lan turned her head and frowned: "What if that painting is not a prompt, but a key prop?"

Tang Lin made a "please" gesture in the direction of Zhou Yunhui.

Guan Lan happily looked at Zhou Yunhui again: "He agreed to let me kill you."

Zhou Yunhui: "...then you have to wait until you really need that painting as a prop!"

After revenge, the desire to survive was launched, and Zhou Yunhui didn't want to die inexplicably.

Guan Lan didn't move after all.

Instead, Cui Zhan from the Tenth Society walked over and kicked Zhou Yunhui's bitten leg casually: "Is he really disabled?"

Zhou Yunhui quickly moved the leg back with his hands, protecting the baby, and looked alert: "What do you want to do? Don't touch my legs. I tell you, even if I'm disabled, I want to keep my appearance intact."

Cui Zhan rolled his eyes speechlessly, too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he raised his arm and lit it twice.

In an instant, a warm light of light golden light enveloped Zhou Yunhui.

Zhou Yunhui was stunned, and the others were also surprised.

If you have used stationery, you will know that this is the unique light of healing illusion.

In the dungeon, this thing is more precious than food. When you pass the level, a healing illusion is likely to be a life.

Is the friendship between Kongming Deng and Shishe so good?

"Fuck, where did you get the phantom tools?" Zhou Yunhui finally found his voice.

Cui Zhan picked up his arms and looked at him: "Shouldn't you kowtow and hug your thighs now? Are you grateful?"

Zhou Yunhui pulled the corner of his mouth: "Can you make a request that is not abnormal?"

Cui Zhan raised his eyebrows, one high and one low: "I saved you, you are grateful and you are developing normally."

Before the numbness completely subsided, Zhou Yunhui stood up in a difficult situation: "I am a cripple in normal development, so you can laugh at me."

Cui Zhan Xianxian stood by and watched without any intention of helping him.

Just when Zhou Yunhui thought the conversation was over, he suddenly heard the other party snorting with a sneer: "That guy Dai Xiaoliang is soft-hearted to everyone."

Zhou Yunhui looked at the other party in surprise.

Cui Zhan turned around and returned to the large army.

Dai Xiaoliang was soft-hearted to everyone, so he showed mercy to Cui Zhan's men... Zhou Yunhui thought that it turned out that he was not the only one who wanted to take revenge.

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

Donut's melancholy parted with small curly hair, looking at Cui Zhan who was walking back with disappointment: "I'm bored, I thought you wanted to fuck him."

Cui Zhan looked up and down and was depressed: "He is not my dish."

Melancholy: "Uh, just talk, can you stop scanning me like this?"
To be continued...