"Let me see, who is so disobedient..." The figure laughed harshly, and the black shadow spread from under his feet. He took out a fire ax from under the large windbreaker, tick, tick... it should be Feeling the ax, Jiang Xiaoli smelled a strong smell of blood.
Wei Qianrong's hand holding the compass was trembling, and she held the talisman tightly in her palm. After a moment of hesitation, she ran towards Jiang Xiaoli—
The moment the ax was lifted, a drop of bright red blood dripped on the corner of Jiang Xiaoli's eye, it was extremely sticky, and it slowly slid down... At that moment, the blood streaked away from the shadow of Jiang Xiaoli's feet, directly twisting the figure away. There was only an unwilling howl in the air... Papa, the flashlight fell to the ground, rolled twice, and the light went out.
"..." Jiang Xiaoli's heart was beating wildly, and his face turned pale with fright.
Wei Qianrong paused in her forward steps and almost fell. She looked at the flashlight on the ground in shock, then at the three talismans in her hand that hadn't disappeared and the compass that returned to calm, her whole body was in a mess.
What, what's going on? Wei Qianrong was a little puzzled, she was quite frightened just now, the main reason was that she had a prop by her side, so she bit the bullet. In the end, I didn't touch it, and the ghost dissipated. Could it be Pengci? Wei Qianrong calmed down and walked to Jiang Xiaoli's side to help her: "Are you okay?"
"...I was scared to death." Jiang Xiaoli's heart still hadn't calmed down, and she even felt a little lack of oxygen. Leaning against Wei Qianrong, he took several deep breaths, and his completely limp legs finally regained some strength. She was about to talk about the flashlight when Li Hongying said coldly in her mind: "Stand up yourself." Also, I saved you once, go back to the apartment early, I want to suck blood. '
Jiang Xiaoli immediately stood up straight and stopped touching Wei Qianrong, maybe because she was really scared, so Li Hongying "kindly" didn't pinch her heart? "Where's the flashlight? It should be a prop. I can't move when it hits my whole body!"
"Here." Wei Qianrong bent down to pick up the flashlight, she paused, then raised her hand and handed the flashlight to Jiang Xiaoli: "Hold it for self-defense."
"Give me?"
"I have other props. This time it may have been scared away by my compass. Next time, if I'm not here, you'll probably..." Wei Qianrong smiled helplessly, but didn't finish her sentence. Just shrugged and pushed the flashlight.
As soon as Jiang Xiaoli took it, she received a message about the flashlight.
[Fixed body flashlight: irradiate the target, which can make the target unable to move for one minute. Number of uses remaining: 2]
It's not a permanent item, but it's actually quite powerful. Wei Qianrong paused just now, probably also received this news.
"Thank you." Jiang Xiaoli thanked, now she also has props!
"Thank you so much, just take me through the customs." Wei Qianrong waved his hand, "Let's go back to the apartment, so as not to meet this patrolling ghost again—by the way, do you recognize who that ghost is?"
"His face is covered by the black mist, so he can't see his face. Let's see if the teachers will reduce their staff tomorrow. If not... it's the ghosts in this kindergarten."
The two quickly returned to the apartment together. Jiang Xiaoli took a shower, climbed into bed after washing, and planned to sleep, but before turning off the lights, there was a knock on the door.
'Knock knock knock' 'knock knock' 'knock knock knock'
Very rhythmic.
Jiang Xiaoli was about to open the door, but Li Hongying suddenly appeared and turned off the light. A chill hit, Li Hongying hugged him: "Sleep."
"Ke Wei Qianrong..."
"dead."
"Is it a ghost?" Jiang Xiaoli's eyes widened, she couldn't help but look at the flashlight on the bedside table, "Is it because I took something from a ghost?"
"It's not too stupid." Li Hongying sneered, buried her head in Jiang Xiaoli's neck, her tiger teeth rubbed against her skin, and her voice softened suddenly: "Blood."
"..." There is nothing to be afraid of ghosts outside the door, there is a ghost waiting to be fed on him. But Li Hongying saved her life... "You can do what you want... Just leave me alone." Jiang Xiaoli had already broken the jar.
Li Hongying frowned, as if she was amused. She licked Jiang Xiaoli's artery with the tip of her tongue, and it was so cold that it made people's skin crawl. This slow sucking method was almost like Ling Chi.
And then... Jiang Xiaoli fell into a coma.
This drowsiness lasted until the next day when Jiang Xiaoli woke up, feeling weak all over, very weak. She finally sat up from the bed, feeling a little dizzy.
"You... How much blood did you suck from me?" Jiang Xiaoli seemed to recall that when he was studying, he didn't count AC. He was young and ignorant to donate blood, and he almost fainted on the spot after donating blood.
Li Hongying raised her hand to help Jiang Xiaoli get off the bed, she didn't answer, maybe she was a little guilty? She savored the taste of blood, and that bloody smell seemed to spread on the tip of her tongue again. Li Hongying's pupils gradually turned red, but she quickly suppressed it. "It's not under control."
"I'm sorry." Li Hongying added, and then helped her to the bathroom, "Shall I help you?"
"... No, you go out. I can do it alone." She still wanted to go to the bathroom, how could Li Hongying help? Embarrassed to death. She is a bit imaginary, but she is not disabled.
When she went to the cafeteria sick, Wei Qianrong and the others were still surprised: "You didn't sleep last night? Why are you so pale?"
Wei Qianrong was still telling Ding Yirong that she and Jiang Xiaoli met a ghost last night. Ding Yirong thought about it again, and slapped his thigh, and the flower roll almost fell to the ground: "Did you meet a ghost again last night? - No, that ghost came to you?" Perhaps he thought this statement was more accurate. , Ding Yirong revised the language.
Jiang Xiaoli forced a smile: "Well, someone knocked on the door yesterday. Knock three times, stop, knock twice, and then three times." She said, she put the flashlight on the table, "Maybe she wants to get this back, but I didn't open the door. Last night...didn't sleep well." Jiang Xiaoli didn't say that she was over-sucked by ghost blood, but just pretended that she didn't sleep well. Li Hongying... is it a variable? It might be better not to say. Otherwise, if you know that there is a ghost living on your body, you may still be afraid...
She couldn't completely tell Li Hongying what to do, what Li Hongying wanted to do depended entirely on her mood. Moreover, the time to enter the dungeon is short, and the time to know the partners is not long. Although Jiang Xiaoli thinks that they are all good people, it is really better to wait a few more days.
Wei Qianrong and the others just thought that Jiang Xiaoli was so scared that she didn't rest well, after all, no one can bear the ghost knocking on the door in the middle of the night. After breakfast, it was another normal day, and the children were still woken up for dinner and then went to class.
Everything seems to be normal, except that there are more ghosts patrolling with flashlights at night, and those ghosts will always wander in front of Jiang Xiaoli's door, and occasionally knock on the door rhythmically.
Jiang Xiaoli was terrified at first, but after getting used to it, she didn't care. Even if the ghost keeps knocking on the door, she can sleep soundly.
The first time this dungeon showed its fangs was during the lunch break of the second week.
Jiang Xiaoli coaxed the children to sleep, and Wei Qianrong and Ding Yirong went to pack the meals. The peaceful afternoon was shattered by a scream, Jiang Xiaoli didn't know what happened, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the surrounding area was filled with thick smoke! In a trance, she seemed to be in a classroom. The closed doors and windows trapped a class of children. The gentle teacher wearing glasses was already insane. The smell of gasoline and alcohol filled her nostrils, and the fire swallowed everything...
"What are you doing?!" With a stern voice, the classroom door was forcibly smashed open. This was also a teacher. He was eager to take the children closest to him out, and even started calling for help—boom
The desk was lifted and hit him hard. He yelled to tell the children to leave the door quickly. In a blink of an eye, he saw the male teacher who was leading the class with him at the door running away in fear: "Li Wang, come back! Help me, Save the children..." The voice was swallowed by the sea of flames, the arsonist male teacher slammed the burning chair on his head one by one, everyone was set on fire, the crying and howling were hoarse, the children They stumbled and struggled, and finally lost their breath and were choked by the thick smoke. The smell of flames has never been so pungent, and the burning feeling is more stinging than any injury.
The burning door suddenly collapsed, the walls turned black, and the building was blackened.
In a trance, the dream suddenly woke up.
Classroom, yes hurry to the classroom...
Jiang Xiaoli woke up in a jerk, and immediately ran towards the classroom.
"Hee hee hee" "ha ha ha" the child's voice was giggling, and countless little black shadows swayed in the classroom, dancing with the flames. The fire snake writhed heartily, and thick smoke continued to overflow from the closed classroom. When Jiang Xiaoli arrived, Shang Chi and the others were already there. Guan Lin hit the door panel with his body again and again, but the door was different from the burnt one in the dream, it was always tightly closed and could not be opened by impact. Even the windows cannot be opened. Everything seems to be controlled by 丨, they are just spectators and cannot change a little.
In the middle of the classroom, two tall black shadows surrounded a tall black shadow in the middle of the classroom. The black shadow kept struggling and screaming, but could not escape. The black shadow of the teacher raised the flame and approached the black shadow of the teacher who was tied up, and the laughter never stopped.
"If you can't run away, it's useless for you to run."
"Li Wang...hahaha..."
…
The two black shadows were laughing. The black shadows grinned like a black and white animation. The white space belonging to the smiling lips accounted for a large part. The players outside the window were terrified. At this moment, the two black figures who were originally on the side suddenly turned their heads, turning their heads as stiffly as paper men, their empty eyes staring straight at them outside the window, their smiles almost reaching behind their ears :
"One, you can't escape~"
The tone is weird, not the tone of an adult man at all. Listening carefully, there are even rustling children's words mixed in, piercing directly into the brain.
The author has something to say: It’s been a while since I wrote it, but it’s really just trying new themes, and I started this book because of the recent impulse after finishing the article. I have opened a lot of books in advance, but it has been a long time since the impulsive writing time has passed, so I have not been able to open it... I originally planned to open the golden finger book if the advance payment was low, but the advance payment came up, so I opened it this.
Some readers read the first chapter and copywriting and felt that Li Hongying was "Zhang Ya", and that Jiang Xiaoli was the Hammer King Chen Ge, like a house of horrors (adventure house?), but in fact, I must be chasing that book too. I have also been chasing Wu, this is an infinite stream. It's a subject that has become popular on other channels but Lily has been rarely seen. (I’ve only read two of Lily’s Unlimited Streams, one is "Lily Game Ultimate Player" and the other is forgot the name, but the general content is to teach people to be a good person, don’t litter, take a car, fasten your seat belt, and don’t destroy public facilities 'so.)
Li Hongying is not Zhang Ya, Jiang Xiaoli is very good and can't be as good as Chen Ge, and I can't write a good description of the house of horror. It seems that I really value my ability.
In fact, it is also difficult for me to write a small world like fast time travel/infinite, because the logic is not good and the foreshadowing will not be buried. Writing this is actually quite a headache. At the beginning, there were not many readers reading it... But after the whip leg, some new faces came and gained momentum (I would be happier if I didn't have a high-level trial every day), the copywriting was changed several times, the name was revised and the cover was revised (the boss is super Well, my money was confiscated), the mentality actually exploded, and I thought about it anyway, just give up the lock and start a new article... But let's continue to write after calming down.
Speaking of these today is probably to cheer myself up: finish this book well!
After all, the brain holes are some angry incidents that I can't see but the ending can't be done.
By the way, I pray that it will go well in the future and not be locked...