Lü Ang lay on the wooden floor of the second-floor corridor, gasping for breath. He was drenched, his face covered not only with rainwater but also with a constant stream of cold sweat.
His right leg had several bloody holes, pierced right through, gushing blood.
The rapid blood loss made his face pale and ashen, even his usually spirited stubble seemed to wilt.
Yan Qingwen gritted his teeth, kneeling silently on the floor. He tore away the fabric around the wounds and ripped a long strip of white cloth from his own clothes, tightly binding it around Lü Ang's thigh, where the blood vessels were plentiful, to stop the bleeding.
Shen Mo stopped him. "The wound is too large. You need to use an item on him quickly."
Yan Qingwen's expression was tense. "I don't have any more… The last bandage was used on Li Li."
Shen Mo frowned, pulled a lump of mud from his clothes, and kneaded it like putty into a wide strip. Then, he wrapped it around Lü Ang's wound.
The dark mud instantly turned gray.
Shen Mo withdrew his hand, and the mud regained its elasticity, shrinking back to its original shape with a whoosh.
Lü Ang's leg wound was completely healed!
Yan Qingwen was both surprised and delighted. "An item?!"
Shen Mo's face showed no sign of relief. He nodded slightly and said, "Although it's fast-acting, it can only heal flesh wounds. The shattered bones, after being reset, can only heal slowly on their own."
"Thank you…" Lü Ang thanked him in a rough voice. "We've been through the maze twice, our body's self-healing ability… is still, pretty good… Help me up…"
"Didn't you say the bone was also shattered?!" Cheng Weicai said anxiously. "Don't help him up, find a bed board and carry him!"
They tore off a bed board, and several people lifted Lü Ang onto it.
Tan Xiao then asked, "Where are we taking him?"
A shallow layer of water had already seeped onto the second floor, making the floor damp.
"To the attic," Yan Qingwen said.
The house had two and a half floors. The attic only occupied half a floor and, like a storage room, was filled with various miscellaneous items and dolls.
The small space, now crowded with ten people, suddenly felt cramped.
Due to the limited space, Bai Youwei's wheelchair was inconvenient to bring up, so she could only sit against the wall. Except for Pan Xiaoxin, no one could stand up straight.
Everyone found a place to sit.
Outside, the rain was pouring down, hitting the roof, and the whole attic reverberated with the sound of the downpour.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
Li Li had already woken up and was leaning against the wall, silent.
Lü Ang was also severely weakened.
Shen Mo glanced around and calmly said, "We still have time. Let's think again. Is there anything else that might be the treasure?"
No one spoke.
Two people in Yan Qingwen's group had been injured in succession, severely affecting his state of mind.
Although Tan Xiao and Su Man had different personalities, they were both action-oriented and not good at thinking.
Zhu Shu was a celebrity, accustomed to observing people's expressions in social situations. Unless she was absolutely certain, she wouldn't speak rashly.
And Pan Xiaoxin was even more cautious than Zhu Shu.
Teacher Cheng looked at everyone and hesitantly said, "The monster looks like a fish, so could the treasure… also be related to fish?"
"No way?" Tan Xiao's eyes widened. "Could it be the fish we ate?… We've already eaten them, we can't just spit them back out, can we?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several people felt nauseous.
Bai Youwei thought for a moment and said, "It's raining heavily in summer, it's pitch black and we can't see where the treasure is… If we can't see in the dark places, then it should be in a bright place. Now only the second floor and the attic have light, so let's focus our search there."
She then looked at Cheng Weicai. "Teacher Cheng, you take some people and focus on searching the study. See if there are any books related to the water monster."