Watching your body slowly decay is a crushing thing.
The flesh melts, and the bones are revealed little by little...
This process is like pulling death into slow motion, where every second and every detail is clearly recorded, magnified into torture and torment.
But Qin Qiu was fine.
He was nowhere near the point of collapse, just regret.
Maybe it's because the process is so magical it doesn't feel real.
Maybe it was because he was really overconfident.
He sat in the old position of the ruins from beginning to end, his jacket was taken off, and his white silk shirt was stained with blood.
He bent one leg and looked at his hand bones, waiting patiently.
When the blood on his body was clear, he opened the gauze that 922 had put on him.
He wasn't interested in appreciating tattered flesh, so he didn't take off his shirt, and wrapped the gauze around his shirt.
When 021 entered the monitoring room, he saw this scene.
She frowned and asked, "Why do you wrap it like this? Don't tell me that the invigilator No. 001 can't handle the wound at all, what a joke?"
922 said: "How could it not be."
"Then what is he doing?"
"Stop the blood."
021 stunned: "Huh?"
"Stopping the blood, not stopping it," 154 said.
Sure enough, on the monitor screen, Qin Jiu wrapped another layer of gauze on top of his shirt, and his fingers… not the bones of his hands.
The blood was stained on a new layer of gauze, but the penetration was not so strong, in other words, the blood was not so alive anymore.
He hangs his elbows to hang out for a while, staring into the distance and wondering what he is thinking.
When the blood was dry, he put on his dress coat again, took out the gloves from his pocket and put them on again.
When the confinement time was approaching, he stood up, his dress was slender and straight, except that the first few movements were a little stagnant, and there was almost no problem. It was as if his wounds still only stayed in the palm of his hand.
Only people with strong willpower to the extreme can do this...
But why is it necessary
Is it really just hard bones, and don't want to show any weakness
021 looked at the screen and muttered inwardly.
On the screen, Qin Jiu clasped his hands together and pushed the gloves inwards, then looked up and swept around.
He seemed to be looking for something.
Soon, he stopped his gaze and met 021 across the screen.
"... He's not looking at us, right? Coincidence?" 021 pointed to the screen and asked.
154 said with a "uh", "It should be."
"Really or not? Where can he still feel the surveillance?" 021 said, "How is it possible?"
922 nodded and said, "Really, he used to be in the proctoring office, and he could always point out where the system's eyes were focused..."
154 thought for a while and said, "He particularly, particularly hates being restrained, even more than the average person, so he has always been a little keen in this regard..."
While speaking, Qin Jiuzhen made a gesture towards the screen, motioning for the invigilator to go, and then pressed his lips with a "shh".
021: "… "
After thinking about it, she quietly went to the confinement room.
You Huo was still sleeping, she remembered Qin Qiu's gesture, she silently bypassed him and walked to the confinement room to open the door.
Qin Jiu stood by the door and said in a low voice, "I'm a few minutes ahead of the others. To be fair, can I go out first?"
021 frowned: "You—"
Qin Qiu pressed his lips again.
021 glanced at You Huo not far away, and whispered, "What are you doing?"
Qin Qiu raised his eyebrows without saying a word, and only asked her, "Do you agree?"
021 stared at him, stunned for a moment and suddenly understood.
He wants to go first, he wants to go back early to do something, maybe a little crazy and a little risky, so he wants to avoid everyone else...
No, ordinary people can't keep up with his rhythm at all, and can't be with him.
There was only one he wanted to avoid.
021 looked at Qin Qiu.
This man was clearly sick and pale, but he still had a strong and exuberant spirit.
She was suddenly at a loss.
Because of those past events and rumors, she really didn't like this first-ranked invigilator before, but after these two encounters, Qin Jiao always surprised her...
She suddenly began to suspect that her perception was wrong.
Two minutes later, for the first time in his life, the 021 invigilator obeyed Qin Jiu's wishes, and released him from the invigilator at the earliest time.
***
In the castle, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
There were dead candidates, the duke himself, and the shadows on the wall.
After several times, Zhao Jiatong finally discovered that those shadows did not appear randomly. Only when the duke is weakest, he will show his teeth and claws.
She killed the duke five times, and the sticky shadows appeared five times, like undead that never rested.
It was not until the first batch of candidates who came back brought back the news that "Wandering Qin Qiu was cursed", Zhao Jiatong finally returned to reason.
She was stopped by the others in the corner, panting heavily and with red eyes, she watched the Duke come back to life again, dragging her long cloak downstairs.
"It can't be killed, it can't be burnt, it can be opened and closed..." Zhao Jiatong said, "How can I kill him?"
Most importantly, kill him without being cursed.
Now that You Huo and Qin Jiu have become, she no longer dares to think about it, and she feels uncomfortable just thinking about it. She didn't want to see those two living people turn into undead who couldn't see the light, trapped in the dark and damp old church forever.
"Even if I think of a way, I don't dare to try it now." Someone said sharply.
"Yes, I can't try. Those two will hurt faster if I try."
"More than that, it stands to reason that we have drunk and eaten, which is equivalent to contributing our bodies. This curse will definitely spread gradually."
"Yeah!" Someone asked in confusion: "We all ate something, why is it okay?"
"How much did you eat, and how much did others eat? I think it may be that the Duke was resurrected too many times overnight, and the curse was transferred quickly, so I picked two first. First, they ate a lot, and second, they were the most powerful. , they will kill the Duke first."
"Speaking of this... I don't think they deliberately eat less dinner, isn't it just to attract firepower?"
Everyone's faces were heavy and complex.
"I don't know if I remember correctly, how long is the test period? Did the question say, why am I not impressed?" Someone asked suddenly.
Zhao Jiatong said in a low voice, "No, the question didn't give the exact time, I can be sure."
Everyone was silent for a long time and asked, "Isn't that not even able to endure the time? How should I go out?"
"Since..." someone said in silence, "since the Duke can't be killed, the only option is to kill the sick."
There are two kinds of liberation—
Kill the Duke and all witchcraft goes back to the beginning.
Kill all the patients and die happily.
The second way they have always tried their best to avoid, but now it seems that it is unavoidable.
Several candidates gritted their teeth and went to town on the spot.
As a result, just after running a few steps, I heard Zhao Jiatong say, "All the patients... Does it also include the one who was just cursed?"
The students stopped for a moment.
"...How did the previous candidates pass?"
"Maybe someone got a ruthless attack, and maybe no one passed in a few consecutive games. Those NPCs are still not the original NPCs, and whether the words they said are true or not, who knows..."
"I can't do it anyway."
At least not yet.
Everyone was completely trapped by this problem, struggling and entangled, and couldn't find a solution for both.
And the Duke always rests for a while after killing people, and never comes upstairs again.
After an unknown time, the gate of the ancient castle was pushed open, and Qin Qiu came back.
Zhao Jiatong rushed down almost immediately, only to find that Yang Shu was running faster than her on the first floor.
This young lady with no good words in her mouth is still soft-hearted. When she heard about the curse, she kept the medicine bag in her hand, and when she saw Qin Jiu, she took out the needle on the spot.
Unexpectedly, Mr. 001 avoided the needle, smiled and said, "Save it, I don't need it."
Yang Shu's eyes pricked up: "Fart, you are a doctor and I am a doctor? I said that it is necessary to use it, and it is unnecessary to save it. I still have it here, and the other one will still need to be pierced when he comes back."
Miss Yang has always been tough, and I'm afraid she has a lot to talk about with 021.
Qin Jiu guessed that she might not be able to leave if she didn't get her wish, so she reluctantly agreed.
Yang Shu said, "Show your arm!"
Qin Qiu didn't do the same: "Forget about the arm, I'm afraid I'll poke your needle out. If you must get an injection, hit it here, anyway, there's some good skin left."
He said, pulling the collar down a little, like a stingy iron cock.
Yang Shu held the needle for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant.
It's very strange that such a stubborn girl's eyes are a little red.
She blinked, suddenly withdrew the syringe, pushed Zhao Jiatong forward, turned around and hurried away: "I'd better go see Zhou Qi, in case I wake up."
Zhao Jiatong is not much better than her.
She never expected that she would have a day of worrying for 001, and suddenly realized that the No. 1 invigilator was really strong, so strong that she couldn't stand it any longer.
"you… "
"It's okay, it's still within the tolerance range." Qin Qiu interrupted: "But maybe you have to rest for a while, and let's talk about other things when everyone comes back."
Zhao Jiatong originally wanted to say a few words, but when he heard that he wanted to rest, he immediately said, "Then go to sleep for a while, I won't drag you, and we will talk about it when everyone is together."
Qin Qiu said hello and hurried upstairs.
After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said to her, "I don't like being knocked on the door when I sleep, so..."
"When Gao Qi came back, I asked him to stay in our room first." Zhao Jiatong said.
"Thanks."
Five minutes later, there was a soft sound from the grass at the foot of the castle.
Qin Jiu stood up, glanced at the star-studded balcony behind him, and walked in a certain direction.
There is a carriageway there, following the drive around the foot of Calton Hill, you can see the town in the dark.
***
When You Huo was awakened by 021, the second batch of confinement candidates had disappeared.
He looked at the open narrow door of the confinement room and asked 021: "Did you give me another dose?"
021 pointed to 922 and said, "Ask him, I don't care."
She left those words and left, her face calm, but it was like running away. She went upstairs and got into the monitoring room.
922 patted himself on the shoulder and said, "You've also broken a lot here. Blood dripped on the ground just now, so we just... gave you a painkiller."
He hesitantly explained, thinking that Youhuo wanted to care about him.
Unexpectedly, the other party just went out of his mind for a while and asked him, "How long have they been gone?"
"Twenty minutes."
Youhuo nodded, got up and entered the confinement room.
922 grunted, "I've seen a ghost," and also slipped upstairs.
If it is normal, the system maliciously separates people, you must do something to disgust it.
But today is an exception—
He wanted to do something alone.
I don't know if the result is good or bad, so I don't want to pull Qin Qiu this time.
The three hours in the dark were unusually long, but they finally passed.
021 sent You Huo to the foot of the mountain, pointed at the iron fence with a routine face and said, "You can see the ancient castle when you go through it."
Who would have wondered, but asked, "Which way is the town going?"
021: "Ah? This way."
She pointed to a barren meadow in the opposite direction, and then she realized something was wrong: "What are you doing in the town now?"
"Extorting a confession by torture."
You Huo dropped this sentence, turned his head and disappeared into the night.
He walked through the mist on the grass, and the town was right in front of him.
Beside the central pool, the chapel stood eerily, with a few stars of wall lights shining through the colored windows, like ghosts floating out of thin air.
You Huo forcibly ignored the discomfort, turned into the backyard from the side of the church, and went straight into the dungeon.
The witch doctor was gagged and tightly bound, and huddled in the corner of the dungeon.
His two hands have been replaced with pig trotters, so knowing that You Huo and Qin Qiu really dare to do anything, it's not just to scare him.
You Huo grabbed him by the collar, punched him and asked, "How did the Duke kill him?"
The witch doctor subconsciously wanted to touch the place where he was beaten, but he could only move his ugly and weird hoof. He looked gloomy for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "Oh, found a problem?"
"How did the Duke kill?" You Huo asked coldly.
The witch doctor rolled his eyes, wondering what he was thinking, maybe he wanted to make a deal or negotiate a condition.
You Huo let go of his hand like throwing garbage, turned his head and dragged a sheep, and raised the knife expressionlessly.
How scary he and Qin Zhuo are, the witch doctor has seen them, and they once left a psychological shadow.
When he saw that he was about to chop the leg of lamb, he curled up his leg on the spot and shouted, "He must die voluntarily!"
You Huo stopped, the blade was only a few inches away from the leg of lamb.
The witch doctor let out a breath.
"Be specific." You Huo stared at him.
To avoid repeating the previous mistakes, he had to force the witch doctor to finish.
"The moment he was killed, he had to be willing."
"How is that possible?" You Huo frowned.
The witch doctor stared at the tip of his knife, saw that he fell another inch, and quickly said, "It's not completely impossible!"
"What's the meaning?"
"You forgot, he used someone else's body." The witch doctor said softly, "He's beating someone else's heart here. It's not impossible for him to be willing. Find a way to wake up the remaining conscience?"
"I'll tell you a secret." The witch doctor said to him: "Some bodies have amazing willpower. When the duke is dying, those remaining things may be forced out, and maybe they can help. After killing the duke , remember how far you go, don't let him touch the breath of living people."
Bewildered and suspicious: "The Duke is dead, what will happen to you?"
The witch doctor sighed and said, "It's a little troublesome, but it's not desperate."
Nothing new could be dug out of him, and You Huo threw him back.
Turn around and leave.
When I returned to the hut, I suddenly heard the soft sound of the thin cords.
Someone cried out to him.
Wandering around for a while, he saw the bloody priest under the bed. The other party grabbed his boots and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you just leave? Why did you come back?"
Obviously, the poor man couldn't tell the difference between today and tomorrow, and the events of the afternoon were kept in the middle of the night.
The priest said softly: "Burn the castle, remember... After killing the duke, you must burn the castle. Don't listen to the witch doctor, burn it. Fire can redeem the dead."
And in the underground where they couldn't see, the witch doctor snickered again: "The body has been dead for more than three days, and the gods can't wake up."
Chapter 91 If You Wander Know... Would You Feel Excited and Excited? Or give him a punch
The duke just went to the butler's bedroom to appease the pig, and then came back to the room to find that something was wrong.
The curtains on the bed were more folded, and a corner was exposed, and the dark bottom of the bed could be seen.
That's his restricted area!
"Alyssa?" The Duke walked over slowly and half-kneeled by the bed.
The bed was empty, and the dark red box was nowhere to be seen.
His Alyssa is gone!
"Who?!" The Duke was extremely angry, his eyes reddened.
Suddenly there was a short laugh behind him.
The Duke turned his head sharply, and saw someone sitting on the window sill at some point.
"Ah... it's you, you're here again?" The duke tried to slow down his breathing, making his tone appear contemptuous, "The current guests are really persevering. They know they will fail, so they have to try again and again."
Qin Qiu said, "This time is different."
"Why is it different?"
"I went to the witch doctor, and used a bit of a less bright method." Qin Jiu calmly sold off: "Guess, what did he tell me?"
"what?"
The Duke's expression changed, and he squinted at him.
Qin Jiu went to the dungeon, found the priest again, and asked the method to kill the duke separately.
The answers given by the two were surprisingly consistent.
One of them is cunning and the other is delirious. Qin Que didn't intend to trust anyone, so he came to deceive the Duke.
The duke was suspicious by nature, and if he could do something to get him out of his way, it would be a lot easier to talk about.
So Qin Jiu hid the lady under the bed.
Qin Jiu tilted his head, jumped off the windowsill, and said fearlessly, "What do you think?"
The Duke stared at him for a long time, then laughed out loud again: "Don't scare people, I can't die, never die."
"Oh, so sure?" Qin Qiu said.
He looked confident and extremely calm. So persuasive that the duke began to be suspicious again.
"I'm pretty sure." He frowned.
Qin Qiu smiled: "Have you misunderstood the character of a witch doctor? A... an insane lunatic who can teach people sorcery."
"Of course I know." The Duke smiled arrogantly, "Do you think I'm stupid? Let someone who threatens me live at any time? Of course I'm leaving behind, I know everything he knows, and I will too. will."
Qin Qiu held up a book with his back behind his back: "Do you mean this? You have made a copy of his witchcraft book."
The Duke glanced quickly under the bed.
"Look, this is also what the witch doctor told me." Qin Qiu said.
In fact, when he was just pressing the witch doctor, he vaguely guessed that the Duke also had a book, and deduced that the most likely place for him to hide was under Eliza's box.
No one dared to touch the Duchess, and no one could touch the book.
The Duke sneered: "You can only guess."
His neck twitched nervously, as if his head was disobedient again.
"Not only that, he also told me that between you and him..." Qin Qiu stopped talking and said slowly, "You are very nervous."
Half the talk!
The Duke cursed in his heart, but it was undeniable that Qin Qiu's words really made him nervous.
Because the other party seems to really know a lot.
There were vaguely noisy voices in the castle, and the Duke's face was even more ugly.
Qin Qiu pointed to the door and said, "Do you need me to tell the people outside about your situation with him? Maybe your servants, or other interested people will remember it, and then—"
"Shut up!" The Duke said coldly.
Qin Qiu smiled, and he shook the book in his hand and said, "Look, you're not really afraid of anything, isn't that what you're hiding this book for?"
The corners of the Duke's mouth twitched, and his face became more and more ugly.
In fact, those just now were all nonsense made by Mr. Qin on the spot. Of course, the pretense must be well-founded—
The Duke re-engraved the book of sorcery in order to find out the resurrection technique on his body, but why didn't he destroy it after he figured it out? Why not burn it like a witch doctor? That way you never have to worry about being seen.
Since he keeps the book, it means he still needs it.
On the other hand, as he said himself, the existence of the witch doctor would threaten him at any time, so why would he allow him to live? Even the well water is polite to the other party without committing the river water.
Unless... for some reason, he didn't dare to kill, or couldn't kill.
He guessed that there was a deep connection between the Duke and the witch doctor, such as life and death.
The witch doctor helped the butler to resurrect the duke, and it was impossible to hand over his life and death to another person for no reason.
So this connection is one-way, or in other words, the loss is one-way.
The witch doctor is dead, and the duke cannot live.
And when the duke died, the witch doctor would be fine.
"You can't kill me." The Duke still emphasized.
Qin Qiu approached him step by step: "Why can't you kill it? The book is in my hands, and I have read everything that should be read."
In this book of witchcraft, the source of the resurrection becomes the host.
The method of killing the host is a picture. A person holds a knife and presses it on the host. The tip of the knife is only a millimeter away from the heart, and the host is willing to resist without any resistance.
Before the Duke came back, Qin Jiu looked at the picture several times over and over again, which was actually similar to what the witch doctor said.
The Duke's reaction just now at least confirmed that the book is real.
Then he might as well try it.
***
Outside the window, there are dark clouds. It should be daytime, but it is no different from night.
Zhou Qi's fever subsided in the early morning, but his face was still very bad, and he was restless.
Zhao Jiatong couldn't help but ask her, "Have you had a nightmare?"
Zhou Qi nodded: "Yes."
"I heard you talking in your sleep."
"Well... I had a lot of nightmares in a mess." Zhou Qi said: "Dream of my boyfriend, dragged me and kept running, just like a battle royale. Then he suddenly fell and fell behind. Turn around and grab him... a bunch of hands with knives trying to chop us."
Zhou Qi's face turned paler as he spoke: "He protects me, those knives are all... all slashed on him, all blood, my hands are all his blood."
Zhao Jiatong quickly poured a glass of water, patted her on the back and said, "Okay, it's all a dream... ah."
Gao Qi looked out the window, his brows furrowed and he didn't say anything.
Suddenly, there was a mix of men, women and children crying in the corridor.
Zhou Qi flicked his fingers, knocked over the cup, and asked blankly, "What is this sound?"
"Not good!" Zhao Jiatong turned over and stood up, "Those shadows on the wall are here again!"
"What shadow?"
Zhou Qi always had a fever at night, and he had never seen those black shadows showing their teeth and claws.
But now I don't have time to explain it to her in detail.
Gao Qi grumbled: "Didn't it say that the duke would only come out when he was extremely weak or dying?"
"Yup!"
"Who is going to kill the duke again?"
Zhao Jiatong frowned and said, "No way, everyone knows that if you kill too much, the curse will fall on A and 001. How can you go without authorization—"
She stopped suddenly and looked at Gao Qi.
Gao Qi wiped his face and said, "Fuck!"
Others won't, and those two who can't keep it together are crazy!
They stormed out the door.
I wanted Yang Shu and Zhou Qi to stay in the room, but before they could speak, they had already followed.
The corridor was full of candidates, holding up their mobile phones and chasing shadow shots.
Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong wanted to pass through the crowd and went straight downstairs, but suddenly heard Zhou Qi's voice trembling and said, "Sister Zhao...Sister Zhao...I..."
"What's wrong?" Zhao Jiatong cried.
Zhou Qi said, "I seem to have heard Jiang Yuan's voice."
Her dark eyes were wide open, staring at a certain stone wall, her tightly clenched hands were shaking all the time, even her eyelashes were shaking.
It was as if the tears would fall with just a blink of an eye.
Zhao Jiatong stopped abruptly: "What voice? Who is Jiang Yuan?"
Zhou Qi tried his best to open his eyes again, not letting the tears fall.
She said softly, "My boyfriend... There seems to be my boyfriend in the cry."
Zhao Jiatong was suddenly silent.
She said: "No, Xiao Zhou, impossible, it must be the influence of nightmares..."
"Really... Sister Zhao, I really heard it." Zhou Qi said softly.
Zhao Jiatong wanted to say something, but Gao Qi arched her.
She turned her head and glared at Gao Qi, and suddenly understood something under his eyes.
A few steps away, the stone wall suddenly crackled and cracked.
After tossing about a dozen times a night, each time the shadows were like crazy, it was finally a little overwhelmed.
Dozens of mobile phone lights shone on the crack, and the stone suddenly fell off a large piece.
When it fell to the ground, everyone discovered that the surface of the stone wall was very thin, like a shell covering the wall.
Gao Qi said: "Stay away, don't get hit!"
As soon as the voice fell, someone exclaimed: "What is this in my day?!"
The shadow is still struggling, the crying continues, and even tends to intensify, because all the light is focused on the screaming person.
The candidate took a few steps back, his voice cracking: "There is someone in the wall! Look!"
There are real people in the wall.
No, it's not a human being, to be precise, it's a human body.
Arms, legs, hands, feet, and head... The gray-white stumps were embedded in the stone wall, and as more and more stone shells fell off, finally... one by one fell down.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and screamed to avoid it.
In just a few minutes, an entire corridor has become a purgatory on earth.
Zhao Jiatong finally understood where the odor that Zhou Qi said came from.
A head with open eyes rolled to her feet, Rao was born in the army, and she panicked violently.
Everyone, including Zhao Jiatong and Gao Qi, the first reaction was to step back.
Zhou Qi is the only exception.
Her eyes were fixed on one place, and she stumbled to run there.
"What are you doing, Xiao Zhou?" Zhao Jiatong wanted to hold her, but he got nowhere.
Zhou Qi finally fell back and fell in front of what she was looking for.
It was half-upper, wearing a blue-gray plaid short-sleeved shirt with a large bloodstain on the neckline, extending all the way to the chest. There is a pocket on the left chest, the button on the pocket is very naughty, it is a shiny bear head, and it looks like someone is joking to change it.
The arms with their cuffs exposed were pale, like the prosthetic limbs of a mall model.
Zhou Qi forgot to get up and sat blankly with his arm on one side.
Zhao Jiatong and Yang Shu followed, with unspeakably uncomfortable expressions on their faces.
"Xiao Zhou... Xiao Zhou, don't do this, there are many people wearing this kind of shirt." Zhao Jiatong's voice became hoarse.
Zhou Qi didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard.
After a while, she suddenly got up, hugged the stump, one foot deep and one foot shallow, turning around like a headless fly, and whispered, "What about the others... and what..."
She wandered the corridor like crazy, and found a leg in jeans not far away.
…
"Head, Sister Zhao... Can you help me, Yang Shu, let me have a look." She couldn't hold it anymore, and her limbs were about to slide down. She was so anxious that she burst into tears and said, "Can you help me find it, where is the head!!!"
Gao Qi couldn't stand it any longer.
He gritted his back teeth, paused for a few seconds, patted Zhou Qi's shoulder and said, "Girl, stop crying, I know where it is, I'll take you there..."
***
In the bedroom on the first floor of the West Tower, Qin Jiu was clutching the Duke's neck, the mask fell to the side as he struggled, and the young man's face was finally forced out a trace of blood.
But it was still the Duke who spoke: "You... in vain... effort... you... can't kill... me..."
"You... forever... kill... no... no... me!"
He said, actually trying to laugh.
Qin Qiu frowned.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open.
He turned his head and looked over. Gao Qi, Zhao Jiatong, and Yang Shu were all standing by the door. Besides that... there was a blank woman.
It's Zhou Qi.
The examinee is no longer wearing a mask, and her red face from crying is particularly clear.
Qin Qiu was stunned for a moment, and the strength in his hands subconsciously loosened.
Unexpectedly, the Duke did not take the opportunity to break free.
He looked down and saw that the Duke was looking sideways, staring at the door, his eyes lost for a moment.
The next second, he turned back in a panic, and covered his face with his hands in a hoarse voice: "Don't look at me, don't look... let her go out, go out!"
Although the sound is very low, it is still very clear in the quiet bedroom.
After a long time, Zhou Qi whispered in a nasal voice: "Jiang Yuan? You... can you still speak? Are you still alive?!"
She rushed in, rolled and crawled, and fell in front of the duke embarrassed.
The Duke covered his face with his elbow, and his neck twitched nervously.
The corners of his mouth twisted for a moment, and finally he said, "Qiqi...don't look at it..."
Zhou Qi sat in front of him and scratched his hand hard, but found that the other's fingers were different from what he remembered...
The whole hand is different.
She hurriedly rolled up the other person's sleeve, pulled back her neckline, and saw a red mark like a stitch, her whole body slumped to the ground.
After a long time, she suddenly put her arms around the Duke's neck and burst into tears.
"I dreamed of you, I had nightmares all night, many people with knives... all slashed at you, you won't let me see. You have to push me, why won't you let me see. No matter I cry Still scolding, you don't say a word..."
…
Cries filled the bedroom.
In this case, no one can say "then you persuade him to let him be killed willingly".
What's more, Qin Jiu always had doubts about this.
The Duke suddenly twisted twice in a weird way, and the fingers that were wrapping Zhou Qi suddenly moved towards her neck and grabbed it violently.
Zhou Qi's eyes widened, and before the tears could be collected, he looked at him blankly.
Qin Jiao grabbed the Duke's wrist.
"It's really touching friendship, after so long, it's still possible..." The Duke sneered before he finished his words, and changed his expression to a sad expression in the twist, and his fingers were relieved.
He didn't hesitate this time, he pushed Zhou Qi away and said, "Qiqi, be obedient... don't stay so close to me, I... I should... I won't last long, I don't know how long it will last."
Zhou Qi panicked, Zhao Jiatong and Yang Shu came over to hold her.
The duke suddenly grabbed Qin Qiu: "help me... can you help me, I don't want to do this anymore."
"You..." Qin Jiu frowned and glanced at Zhou Qi again.
The Duke's eyes were red, and he seemed to be trying to restrain himself from looking at Zhou Qi's face: "If this goes on, one day, you will all be killed... I don't want to... I don't want to suddenly come back to my senses one day and see who's head is in his hands... On... Qiqi's head... I'm scared, I'm too scared."
"The witch doctor said that the curse can only be released if the Duke is willing to be killed, and everyone who was killed because of the Duke can be released." Qin Qiu said in a low voice, "But..."
"It's fake." Jiang Yuan struggled for a while, then tried his best to say, "I'm him, I know him... Fake. He checked, I know. As a result of this, he voluntarily saved... the eternal life he had accumulated for so long. dedicate his life to the witch doctor."
He gritted his teeth and jumped out almost word by word: "The real host... is the witch doctor! Only the Duke can kill the witch doctor, but if the witch doctor dies, the Duke can't live..."
To make the Duke recklessly attack the witch doctor, and to make the witch doctor willingly be killed...
This is a dead circle, which is why it has been deadlocked for so long.
Jiang Yuan seemed to want to finish his words while he was awake.
He gasped and said while competing with the real duke: "...I only know that the life force of the witch doctor lies in the duke, the duke is alive, the witch doctor is very healthy, and the duke dies, as long as it is not sacrificed to die, the witch doctor will It's going to be debilitating. It's just… it's just that the Duke can't do that."
This seems to be another dead circle.
But Jiang Yuan couldn't hold on anymore.
It is difficult for him to say complete words, the state of twitching and twisting is getting denser and denser.
The corners of his eyes were wet, and the last words popped out without turning his head: "Go... take her away... please..."
Zhou Qi cried so hard that his strength was almost exhausted.
Zhao Jiatong and Yang Shu gritted their teeth and took her out.
Gao Qi didn't move, Qin Qiu clamped the Duke again, and pulled the rope from the curtain to tie him up. He raised his head and said to Gao Qi, "Do me a favor."
"What are you doing?" Gao Qi was a little worried about him.
"Don't worry, I have the numbers." Qin Qiu said, "Do you believe me?"
Gao Qi was silent.
"Wasting time here, aren't you such a clumsy person?"
Gao Qi grabbed his neck, and said for a long time, "You say it."
"Go to the kitchen, find someone, prepare firewood and oil, as much as you want."
"What?"
"Burn the castle."
Gao Qi was stunned: "When? Now?"
Qin Qiu said, "Wait for my signal."
Gao Qi stared at him, then gritted his teeth and said, "You said, you have to stand up and give me a signal!"
Qin Qiu said, "Okay, I've listened. I'll leave the rest to you."
He thought of a way, a little risky and a little crazy.
If you are confused and know...
He placed the duke in the armchair and began to place candles along the chair.
If you are confused and know...
Will it feel exciting and enjoyable? Or give him a punch
If it was before, he was sure it was the former, but now... he is suddenly not sure.
Not sure what kind of psychology it is from.
Just remembering the moment of confusion, he smiled.
Anyway, don't let him know.
Qin Qiu thought.
He lit a candle, watched the piecing together in the armchair, and reached for a long-forgotten card in his pocket.
He glanced out the window in a certain direction, then stepped into the candle circle.