Since there is no escape, the only option is to face it.
The reincarnators stood in place and tensed their bodies. No one fled backwards out of control. Everyone looked at the dark path in front of them.
A pyramid appeared in Wen Wenwen's hand. The body of the tower was golden, and as soon as it appeared, there was a golden circulation, just like the pyramid of Khufu that had shrunk several times.
Xiao Li couldn't help but take a second glance, but Wen Wenwen found out, he didn't dare to make a sound, and only quietly made a mouth shape to Xiao Li: [To be on the safe side, take it out first.]
After all, if a ghost appeared, he would pick up all the soft persimmons and kill him first, but he didn't even have time to take out the props. Wasn't this a case of dying before the apprenticeship was born, and was directly in vain.
I don't know if the pyramid-shaped protective props played a role, and the friction sound that was getting closer and closer to the crowd stopped in the middle.
But the road in front of them was still pitch black, and they couldn't see within half a meter of the intersection, and they couldn't see what was in front of them while standing there.
However, when everyone was silent, suddenly, this road began to spread forward, like a swamp, swallowing the area where everyone was in an instant, but it was also an instant thing, this road was rapidly After spreading, it just disappeared.
The road in front of him changed back to the road leading to the other auditoriums, the incandescent lights overhead illuminated the road ahead, and everything seemed normal.
"No, what's going on?" Wen Wenwen was stunned for a while, then looked at the others, with a look of "big thunder and little rain" on his face, "I just used life-saving props, this will Nothing happened, it just disappeared?"
"Hiss."
Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, the voice rang again.
This time, the friction sound became clearer and clearer, as if something was swaying on the ground and being dragged forward continuously.
The place where the sound was made before was in the dark road, but now, it seems to be in a place not far from the reincarnator, and it sounds like it may be separated by several rooms.
Kesia frowned, trying her best to identify the direction of the person who came. After thinking for a while, she analyzed it and said, "It doesn't seem to have disappeared, but put 'that thing' in the cinema."
"ssssssssssssssssss..."
The source of the sound was even closer, and although it was not seen, everyone could already be sure that it was a living creature and was coming out of a room, because everyone could already hear the sound of opening and closing the door.
"run!"
Wen Wenwen listened to the sound getting closer, shouted, and the first one started running in the opposite direction from the sound.
The others did not hesitate, and immediately followed behind him.
This cinema is very large, with twenty movie halls built inside, divided into two floors, they are now on the first floor.
Previously, the reincarnators tried to run out of the door, but were hindered by the dark road, so they had to go back. At this moment, they seemed to have lost a roadblock. As long as they could run out of the movie theater before the thing behind them caught up with them, they should Can escape.
However, no matter how the reincarnators turned in the middle, the friction noise behind them always followed, and even listening to the sound to judge, it was closer to them.
Wen Wenwen didn't dare to slow down, but at the same time he was distracted to listen for a while, and found that at this speed, before they sprinted out of the cinema in secret, they would definitely be caught up by the other party.
On the way to run, Bruce also discovered this, and he whispered: "Why is this thing coming at us? Even if we break the rules, according to the rules of the copy, we should first follow the experience of Xu Jiaheng..."
Wen Wenwen often works out at first glance, talking while running, and his breath is still steady: "You're right, this thing should be aimed at the plot characters, but it bumped into us—"
He said here, but suddenly stopped.
Wen Wenwen didn't stop running on his own initiative, but was stopped by Xiao Li.
Xiao Li was not as physically fit as him, turned his head to look at him, took several breaths in a row, and said, "Wait."
Just as he was talking, the rubbing sound got closer, and in addition to the "hiss" sound of objects coming into contact with the smooth marble floor, there was also a faint "boo" sound of some kind of thin object hitting the ground.
Wen Wenwen was a little anxious: "Comrade Sherlock, let's go out and talk if you have anything to say, you—"
"Don't talk." Xiao Li restrained his breathing, "Shut up."
Wen Wenwen looked at him, and immediately swallowed the rest of the words obediently. The whole passage was quiet for a while, and even the sound of breathing was barely audible.
In the eyes of everyone who were either shocked or disturbed, the friction sound suddenly stopped, and only the annoying "bobo" sound in the distance remained.
Wen Wenwen posed in a running posture and asked with his mouth: [… Voice?]
[Guess.]Xiao Li tilted his head and looked in the direction of the rubbing sound several times, [If it came at the little boy, but ended up staring at us, there must be something that attracted it.]
All of them stood there for a while as if the pause button had been pressed, not moving.
At the same time, the thing that made that rubbing noise neither moved forward nor retreated, as if it was just standing there, frozen in place with them.
Tsuruta frowned slightly, making a mouth shape: [Then what should we do? Once it makes a sound, it will chase us again...]
Before he could finish his mouth gesture, the voice paused for a moment, then suddenly appeared again, and the direction of the voice was towards the reincarnator.
[What's the matter?]Wen Wenwen opened his mouth wide, sweat oozing from his forehead, frowning slightly, struggling between running and not running.
The sound of friction in the distance stopped again, and before they could discuss an outline again, it approached again just like the emotions of those who play with reincarnation.
This time, it didn't stop.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, Xiao Li looked around, suddenly took a step to the right, and reached out and pinched the corner of Jin Handong's clothes.
Jin Handong: "...??"
Xiao Li didn't explain much, he clenched the corner of the other party's clothes tightly in the palm of his hand.
Strange to say, when he grabbed the corner of his clothes, the sound stopped again.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the corner of Jin Handong's clothes for a while.
What's wrong with this corner
After the initial shock, Jin Handong really realized, and moved his lips silently: [Scrub?]
Xiao Li nodded.
Because Jin Handong was standing against the wall, he couldn't keep his motionless posture for a long time, and his body rubbed against the corner of the wall while shaking slightly, making an inaudible sound.
So the friction sound appeared again, and when it sounded, Jin Handong concentrated on listening to the sound, the body was far away from the corner of the wall, and the friction sound stopped again.
And so on and on.
Knowing what happened, Jin Handong hurriedly stood on tiptoe and gently moved away from the corner of the wall, without the slightest collision.
In order to prevent her clothes from unraveling again, Xiao Li was still holding the piece of fabric. Before Jin Handong moved to a safe seat, Shen Mizhi, who was standing behind him, grabbed his hand unhappily and put the place there. The corners of the clothes were pulled out.
Shen Mizhi lowered his eyes slightly, and it seemed that his emotions were a little off. He looked at Xiao Li, and for a while, he said to him with a serious mouth shape: [I won't touch it, you can let go.]
Xiao Li vaguely felt that Shen Mizhi's style had become somewhat familiar since he heard that he had lost sleep because of the other party, but he couldn't match the specific characters for a while.
Seeing that he didn't move, Shen Mizhi simply reached out and pulled out the corners of other people's clothes in Xiao Li's hand.
Xiao Li originally planned to let go, but he let go according to the other party's intention, instead of looking at the young man beside him, he turned to the monster who made the sound—
Even this rubbing sound can be heard, but not their breathing, which may be a limitation of the rules.
But since this is the case, this thing must be very sensitive to sound...
Xiao Li took out the small yellow book from his pocket, wrote a word on it, and a black microphone with a cut wire came out of the small yellow book and floated in the air.
While he was doing these actions, the sound of friction in the distance was getting closer and closer, and this time it seemed that it had reached the corner and could appear in this corridor at any time.
Xiao Li: "I told you before that you will meet those of the same kind. Now is the time."
The KTV ghost living in the microphone didn't know if he had just woken up, and was still a little confused: "What?"
Xiao Li: "It's time for you to shine."
Fu Zige: "Ah? What am I going to do?"
Xiao Li pondered for a moment: "Scream."
Call and it's over.
"Scream loudly." Xiao Li had blocked his ears and added when he saw Fu Zige's confused look.
The microphone trembled in mid-air, it looked left and looked again, and finally understood its current situation: "Wait, I don't want, I—"
Before Fu Zige said a word, he was hit hard.
It was the lamp ghost who was impatient after hearing their conversation. Thinking about the decisive and touching self-sacrifice he had made in the exhibition hall at the beginning, Xiao Bulb ran out of his own accord. Dissatisfied, he violently slammed the microphone into the opposite side with his bubble body.
Fu Zige: "Ah-"
As expected of a KTV ghost, a man who dreams of becoming a singer, his screams echoed in twists and turns, and the ending sound even had a little upward charm, and the shocking Wen Wenwen almost shattered his eardrums.
At the corner, Fu Zige saw the true face of the ghost.
That is a, or rather, a lump of meat, its ears are very large, like a lop-eared rabbit, the flesh on the ears has countless bloodshots, and it covers the floor like a big drum, dragging behind it. Countless legs crawl on the ground like a centipede.
Fu Zige said hoarsely, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
Is this the ghost in the so-called "dungeon"? He looks so scary, powerful, and ugly!
Fu Zige was terrified!
The ear ghost on the opposite side suffered double the noise attack at the same time. This damn microphone not only screamed at it, but even the noise of the microphone went out of tune into its sensitive ears.
In an instant the bloodshot burst.
It couldn't help but growl in pain, and quickly backed away, instinctively staying away from the source of this sound.