Ten Days End

"Ha." The ground monkey laughed dumbly, then slowly turned his head to look at Qi Xia.

"You can ask any secret I know." Qi Xia said coldly, "I promise to tell you everything I know and never lie."

"Oh...?" The ground monkey nodded, "I only have one question for you... a question that has been pent up for a long time."

"I'm all ears."

"Do you really want to go out?"

The short question instantly fell into Qi Xia's mind, making him feel that he was surrounded by a thick fog again.

"What...?"

"Do you really want to go out?" The ground monkey asked again, and his tone seemed to become less friendly, and more like a forced question.

"How could I not want to go out?"

Dihou stood up slowly, his eyes were full of vicissitudes. He stared at Qi Xia and asked word by word: "Tell me, do you want to go out?"

Qi Xia looked at Dihou's eyes, paused for a long time, and then slowly uttered a word: "Yes."

Dihou heard this answer, his dim old eyes flickered, and he had no idea what he was thinking.

After waiting for a long time, he slowly said: "I believe... what you said is true."

"Of course..." Qi Xia squinted and nodded, "How could I lie about this matter...?"

Dihou sat on the chair, sighed deeply, and then said: "It's your turn, what do you want to ask me?"

Everyone looked at Qi Xia, and Qi Xia was stunned when he was about to speak.

Fog.

The brain was full of fog.

The question I just thought of was actually lost in the fog.

"Wait... wait a minute..." Qi Xia held his forehead and felt panic for the first time.

This is an unprecedented panic. Once the brain is foggy, it proves that the only thing he can rely on is gone.

Flesh and blood, powerless, coupled with a brain full of fog to challenge this chaotic city - this will be the most helpless time in his life.

"What? No problem?" Di Hou also looked at Qi Xia with some doubts.

Qi Xia did not reply, but stretched out his hand and kept knocking on his forehead, trying to make his brain clearer.

"If he has no problem... do you have any problem?" Di Hou looked at the remaining people again.

Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin both looked at Qi Xia with a little worry. This link obviously gave Qi Xia an opportunity to ask questions, but at this time, both of them saw Qi Xia's body shaking.

He seemed to be afraid.

"If there is no problem..."

Before Di Hou finished speaking, Zheng Yingxiong's little nose trembled slightly, and his eyes widened instantly: "Uncle, I have a problem."

Hearing this, Qi Xia turned his head suddenly, as if he saw his life-saving straw.

"You..." Dihou frowned slightly, looking at the child who was only seven or eight years old, "Do you have a question?"

"Yes!" Zheng Yingxiong nodded, then turned his head to look at the people around him, "Brothers and sisters, can I ask?"

"This..." Tiantian was at a loss, and looked at the remaining people for help.

"Ask." Qi Xia said decisively, "Tell me the question you want to ask."

"Okay!" Zheng Yingxiong agreed, then moved his nose, picked up his own open card "Frost Descent" in his hand, turned his head and looked at Dihou, "Uncle, what day is "Frost Descent"? "

Tiantian and Xiao Cheng beside him couldn't help but take a breath when they heard this question. They felt that Zheng Yingxiong had messed up.

Shouldn't they ask Dihou at this time - what is his hand card?

"You want to know what day "Frost Descent" is...?" Dihou confirmed.

"That's right."

Dihou thought for a few seconds and said, "September 23rd. "

Qi Xia slowly widened his eyes, feeling that Zheng Yingxiong had helped him a lot this time. This was exactly the question he wanted to ask just now, but unfortunately he couldn't think of it no matter how hard he tried.

And Di Hou's four short words instantly opened his mind.

September 23, it sounded like the way of expressing the lunar calendar...

Using the lunar calendar of each festival to compare the size?

No...

Qi Xia finally frowned, as if something was wrong, but his brain now...

He slowly raised his head, looked around, and his eyes were fixed on the wooden box on the table.

He couldn't stand his current appearance.

This wooden box was originally used to hold this "New Moon", but now it is empty, but Di Hou didn't take it away, but kept it in the middle of the table.

Qi Xia stood up and grabbed the wooden box with one hand. This action made Di Hou's face darken, and he stood up as well.

I don't know if he thinks Qi Xia wants to hit someone, orHe wanted to destroy the game props, but he kept staring at him.

Qi Xia ignored him, turned the wooden box in his hand, pointed the bottom corner of the box at his forehead, and then smashed himself with the wooden box under the surprised eyes of everyone.

There was a muffled "bang", and Qi Xia's forehead was obviously missing a piece of flesh. Half a second later, the bright red blood flowed down his forehead like a horse running away, until it covered half of Qi Xia's face.

"Cheat... cheat people, what are you doing..."

Qiao Jiajin also stood up, feeling that the situation was a bit unexpected, but it was a pity that he didn't think of it in advance, otherwise he should be able to stop him.

He was on Qi Xia's right side, and he could clearly feel that Qi Xia's attack was very strong, and even a gust of wind blew on his face.

"It's still not enough..." Qi Xia didn't care about the blood on his face at all, just squinted his eyes and kept thinking, and soon he came up with a new idea.

He sat down, placed his right hand palm down on the table, spread his long five fingers in five directions, and then picked up the wooden box and smashed it hard at his right little finger.

Seeing this, Qiao Jiajin stepped forward and stretched out his hand to block it, but Qi Xia's speed was too fast. Before he could block it, the wooden box had already landed firmly on his hand.

A dull sound exploded instantly, and Qi Xia and Di Hou's faces changed at the same time.

Di Hou kept staring at Qi Xia, but from his expression, it seemed that he was not worried about Qi Xia, but worried about the wooden box in Qi Xia's hand.

Qi Xia gritted his teeth and slowly lifted the wooden box, revealing his red little finger.

At this time, the nail of the little finger had begun to bleed, and the whole finger quickly turned red and was slowly transitioning to purple. It seemed that this hit was very heavy.

"Okay..." Qi Xia smiled bitterly and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "It seems that many things can be figured out."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes had become sharp, and many scattered memories were gathering in his mind, but before he had time to collect these memories, he was attracted by the wooden box in his hand.

Very strange.

This wooden box is very strange.

It is lighter than he imagined.

Although it is made of wood, it feels obviously not solid wood in the hand. The wood pieces that make up the wooden box are probably hollow.