I can summon outrageous partners

148 Chapter 147. The traces disappear

Looking at Cheng Liuxiang's clear and puzzled eyes, Lin Li raised his brows slightly:

"There was an assassin attacking me last night." He looked straight at Cheng Liuxiang and said word by word.

Lin Li suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The FLAG I set before going to bed last night will not be fulfilled so soon, right?

"What?! This kind of thing happened?" Cheng Liuxiang put down the half-bitten bun, slapped the table heavily, her face full of shock:

"Then why didn't you ask us for help last night, or did you solve it yourself?

Are you OK? What about assassins? Who sent it? The four villains? Damn, I didn't expect it to be so rampant! "

Orange Liuxiang asked a series of questions.

Lin Li took a deep breath and played with the phone in his hand. Now the recording of phone numbers and messages is not the most important thing.

What you see and hear will be subverted.

"Last night... In my memory, I called for help, and you guys came out to help me." Lin Li said slowly, "Both you and the abbot came out, and Pineapple Chuuxue was also woken up."

"Ah? Is there such a thing? I have no impression at all. I slept soundly last night." Orange Liuxiang scratched his head in doubt, and then hesitantly proposed a possibility:

"Did you have a more realistic dream and then confuse it with reality?

I also dreamed that I had become a great hero, but when I woke up, I was still a salted fish. It was very uncomfortable at that time. "

Orange Liuxiang is secretly sad.

"...Not like." Lin Li shook his head.

In his own room, there were even traces left by the battle.

"But I did sleep soundly last night." Cheng Liuxiang insisted.

"Abbot, Pineapple Chuuxue, do you two still remember what happened last night?" Nodding, Lin Li looked at Pineapple Chuuxue and Mad Qingyang who were still arguing.

"I have to eat big chicken drumsticks... Hey, what happened last night?" Pineapple Chuuxue looked at Lin Li in surprise.

"Didn't everyone sleep last night?" Crazy Qingyang's answer was similar.

"You... haven't woken up yet?" Things gradually became weird, Lin Li licked his lips and asked.

"Wake me up before, I'm in a daze." Pineapple Fuuxue nodded.

"What are you doing when you wake up?" Lin Li asked urgently, which was reasonable.

"I went to the toilet, and found myself a little angry, because I was too confused, and I seemed to be crooked—oh, I can't say this." Pineapple Chuuxue showed funny eyes, and scratched her head shyly.

Lin Li: "..."

"You should eat steamed stuffed buns and pickles when you get angry! Why do you want to eat big chicken drumsticks!" Kuang Qingyang did not forget his original intention, and then looked at Lin Li: "Why are you asking this, as an elderly person, my sleep is very light, a little Any sign of trouble can wake me up.

Did something happen last night, how can I not know? "

"No, it may be the same as what Cheng Liuxiang said, I had a very real dream, let's continue to have breakfast." Lin Li shook his head.

"Did you admit to bed and have a nightmare? Was it squeezed out or something else?"

"No, I dreamed that I was assassinated, and then I chased her out of the forest and killed her, and then you came out to help me..."

Lin Li hesitated for a moment, and briefly talked about what happened last night, but he didn't mention the name of the pineapple tall and thin girl, or the details of the conversation between the three of them.

"That must be your dream." Pineapple Fuxue and Crazy Qingyang looked at each other and came to this conclusion.

"But when I woke up this morning, there were still sword marks on the wall of the room."

"Did you read Guoli wrong?" Pineapple Fuixue talked eloquently, "According to scientific research, fruit will enter a sleepy state when you wake up early, and everything you see is not believable."

"Or did you make it yourself?" Orange Liuxiang also put forward his opinion.

"..."

None of the three people in front of them seemed to remember what happened last night.

Or in other words, for them, it was Lin Li's own memory that was messed up.

【Okay, since I can't kill you, then this nightmare, if it really comes true, you should wake up. 】

This is what Pineapple Xiaowei told herself before she died. Could it be referring to the current situation--last night was just a nightmare.

But everything was so real that Lin Li didn't believe it was a dream at all.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Lin Li felt that goosebumps were constantly popping up.

"Forget it, abbot, I won't argue with you anymore, the buns are buns." Pineapple Fuuxue sighed, and walked to the side of the steamer: "Why is there only one bun left!"

"How is it possible, I haven't eaten any of it yet!" Crazy Qingyang also turned pale with shock.

Lin Li, who also only cared about his mobile phone and only ate a bun, glanced at a certain brown mouse with a bulging stomach, and with hope rekindled, Lin Li walked quickly to Jerry.

Jerry, who was picking his teeth with a toothpick, thought that he was here to ask the teacher, so he hid the toothpick behind his back and whistled.

"Jerry, do you remember what happened last night? The pineapple that exploded, we chased it beyond the forest." Lin Li didn't care how many buns Jerry ate, but asked directly.

"Of course I remember. How could I forget what happened last night? I'm not an idiot like Tom." Jerry wondered why Lin Li would ask this question.

"What happened last night?"

"I was woken up by your big slap..."

"call--"

There was no deviation between Jerry's description and what he remembered. Lin Li let out a long sigh of relief, and the dark clouds that weighed on his heart instantly faded away and most of them dissipated.

Fortunately, Jerry is there, and it seems that the problematic one should not be me.

It is impossible to dream with Jerry together—unless it is a fantasy for himself and Jerry.

So why did such a thing happen last night, and nothing strange happened during the day that deserves my own attention.

More importantly, whether it will be repeated tonight.

Was it the fake Orange Liuxiang and the others that I saw last night, or did they just completely forget this memory? Will you remember it in the middle of the night?

A series of questions flooded into Lin Li's mind. Looking at the three people who were vying for the last bun, Lin Li frowned and thought.

My mind was a mess.

"What nightmare did you have last night?" Lu Xiaoguo asked curiously from the side.

"Being hunted down by a female assassin, have you ever had such an experience—I mean having a nightmare." Lin Li replied.

"Not at all. To be precise, I really, really hate nightmares." Lu Xiaoguo rubbed her chin, thought seriously, and finally shook her head, "I sleep well."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaoguo took out a fan to cover his mouth, and pulled the chair away from Lin Li: "Guo Li, don't infect me with nightmares."

Lin Li: "...I haven't heard that this thing can be contagious."

"However, it is said that dreams and reality are opposite, Guoli, you can relax." Looking at the disappointment on Lin Li's face, Lu Xiaoguo put away his fan and comforted him.

"Yes." Lin Li nodded politely.

"In reality, it should be a boy who chases you down."

Lin Li: "..."

It's just the opposite sex, right?

"I'll borrow your good words."

Kuang Qingyang steamed another basket of steamed buns. After Lin Li shared the food with them, Kuang Qingyang said to several people: "Okay, everyone, if you have luggage, go back to your room and pack your luggage. We are going to go. First find a way to lead you to consecrate the Guobao Excalibur."

"Yes, Abbot!"

Lin Li also brought Jerry back to his room. Now that he has a mobile phone, he can record some evidence and show it to the protagonist group when the time comes.

"..."

"It's bad, Jerry, are we really hallucinating, but are we both getting tricked together?"

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"Last night, the female pineapple chopped the wall several times with swords, do you remember?"

"remember."

Lin Li sighed and looked at the wall of the room.

The stone wall is as clean as new, and there is no trace left by the sword blade.

The new one was the same as when Lin Li first arrived in this room last night.

"The traces left by the battle are gone now."