On the other hand, Pei Fengnian finally dared to go to bed.

At least there are no sculptures for the remaining three days. Just choose a painting at the end of the seventh day... Although it is also lingering on the edge of life and death, I can finally take a breath.

As night fell, Zhou Ran and Xiang Jiangming were still playing chess.

Everyone around was asleep, and Xiang Jiangming whispered to Zhou Ran: "You lost again."

Zhou Ran: "I'm distracted."

Xiang Jiangming put down the remote control and leaned on his chin and said, "Let me guess what the junior girl is thinking?"

Zhou Ran bent her eyebrows and turned her head: "Hmm?"

Xiang Jiangming raised a finger: "You are wondering why President Xiang is handsome and has good grades, and he is so good at playing chess. There is nothing he can't do!"

Zhou Ran: "Well, that's what I think."

Xiang Jiangming looked at the corner of her slightly raised mouth and sighed, "Just lie to me, you just need to."

Zhou Ran chuckled and turned off the TV.

The two of them lay on a pillow and exchanged ideas in a low voice.

Zhou Ran: "Do you think Lu Ruoyan lies this time?"

Xiang Jiangming: "It shouldn't be there. Do you still remember that she divided the paintings into three types: one is to go out directly, two is to leave after completing the task, and three is to die when entering. The painting we just came out should be what she said, to leave after completing the task."

One, two, three, the difficulty gradually increases.

Zhou Ran frowned: "This is obviously not a sufficient and necessary condition. One and three cannot be introduced based on the establishment of the second."

Xiang Jiangming: "Then it might be a hypothesis."

Zhou Ran smiled: "Take the ABCD options in one by one?"

Xiang Jiangming bent his mouth: "That's right."

The children in math class always like to make excuses like this. The two of them thought of each other and then looked at each other and smiled.

After Zhou Ran laughed, she returned to her calmness: "But we only have one life. President Xiang, I feel that if those paintings are related to that man, something bad will definitely happen."

Xiang Jiangming said, "I also feel that the paintings of the male owner may be two and three, so I asked her today if she hates him. But how can we prove that it is not a coincidence?"

Zhou Ran was silent for a moment.

Xiang Jiangming was slightly stunned and turned his head to look at her. A faint light appeared on the TV signal light, reflecting on her soft face, while her lips were gently pursed, and her pupils were slightly scattered.

Xiang Jiang knew that she knew it.

Sure enough, Zhou Ran said: "I'll ask you."

Xiang Jiangming: "Yes."

Zhou Ran: "Do you think Lu Ruoyan wants you to die?"

Xiang Jiangming whispered: "I don't think it's just me, she hopes that all of us will die."

Zhou Ran: "That's right, so the painting she pointed to you must not be directly out, right?"

Xiang Jiangming: "It can be assumed that way. But that painting has nothing to do with the male owner."

Zhou Ran's speech was neither fast nor slow, and the soft tone was not heavy in every sound, but every word was loud: "That painting was Lu Ruoyan worshiping. What do you think she was worshiping?"

Xiang Jiangming recalled: "Well, I remember that she seems not too old in the painting. Maybe she is praying for her parents' health, or her studies, or something else?"

Zhou Ran: "What if she assumes that she is asking for love?"

A girl should be carefree at that age. If she really has any worries, it might be a poetic love.

Zhou Ran noticed that there was a very close futon next to the futon where the girl in the painting was kneeling.

The futons in ordinary temples are always a little far away, and worshipers will not get close to each other, but the location of these two futons is really close, which is likely to indicate that this is a temple for marriage. And Lu Ruoyan's age is the age when she might do this.

Xiang Jiangming's pupils shrank and he said, "If you are seeking marriage, it will be related to the male owner!"

Zhou Ran said, "There are too many coincidences that are probabilistically similar to the facts, so I guess that probably the paintings related to the male protagonist are all option two, that is, leave after completing the task. Now we have to find a way to find one and three."

Intuition tells Zhou Ran that finding one and three will never be that simple.

"Let's go down tomorrow to see those paintings, and list all the drawings related to the male owner first."

"Um."

"Good night."

"Good night." Xiang Jiangming paused, spread his palms, and Liuye appeared on his palms, and asked softly in a low voice: "What kind of music do you want to listen to tonight?"

The author has something to say:

Zhou Ran: I think she is seeking marriage

Xiang Jiangming: I want to ask for it too

Zhou Ran:???
Chapter completed!