The strange black shadow outside the door quietly stuck in place, neither coming in nor leaving, the invisible pressure created by it can drive people crazy.
I waited more than ten minutes, and couldn't bear it anymore.
Looking left and right, I found that there was a very small floor-to-ceiling window under the root of the wall on the left side of the living room.
I want to point to that window and ask her where is outside
But then I discovered that her arms were tightly hugged by her chest, and she moved helplessly, letting her let go of her hands.
After understanding the external situation, she whispered in her ear: "Sister Zhang, you stay here and don't move! I slipped out from the window to see what kind of monster the thing at the door is!"
Sister Zhang hugged my arm in fear, and said pitifully, "Xiaoyan, don't, don't go! I, I'm alone, afraid!"
My heart is anxious, why is this girl doing so much trouble? Before I came, your grandma was not alone, but now you say you are scared? It is simply inexplicable!
However, I changed my mind and felt relieved.
I have read it before in this book, saying that it is a creature like a woman, and it is directly linked with psychology and physiology. Being alone in a high-pressure environment, the psychological endurance is often much stronger than that of men.
But if there is a trusted man by his side, he will completely lose his subjective initiative, and the mainstay will involuntarily shift to the man.
I took a breath, patiently comforted her a few words, finally let her reluctantly let go of her hand, tiptoe, and walked to the window nervously.
I cautiously turned over the window and went down to the yard on the left side of the living room. The cat touched the corner of the wall with my waist, poked out half of my head cautiously, and looked at the dark shadow at the entrance of the living room.
The light outside is very poor, and I can barely see the outline of the dark shadow thanks to the reflection of the snow covered on the ground.
Very strange, it was like a cloud of black mist floating in the void.
I can be sure that the black shadow is absolutely not wearing any clothes, and the faint white light falls on the thing, as if it has been in contact with a thick fog and disappeared completely.
My palms are sweating, whether it is hearsay or other aspects. All in all, the black shadow sticking at the door at this moment really resembles a legendary ghost.
I dared not approach for a while, just squatted in the corner and watched.
Suddenly, the black shadow moved on its own. There was a tumbling in the black fog, like a Ligui Yexing, and he turned around lightly.
On the spot, I saw an extremely disgusting scene.
On the front of the black shadow, there is a layer of peristaltic sarcolemma. From top to bottom, there are two rows of dark brown granulation, like some kind of worm's oral cartilage tissue.
Those granulation shoots were wriggling left and right at the moment, and there seemed to be black-red fleshy walls inside, and between the opening and closing, a lock of dark yellow was squeezed out like urine.
At the moment, my heart suddenly brightened, and secretly scolded Huang Shu that the old bandit was useless, and what kind of information was given to Lao Tzu! What kind of monster is that thing at the door
His mother turned out to be a ghost sandworm.
The ghost sandworm is also a kind of zerg. It looks very similar to the ordinary sandworm, and looks like an earthworm, with dense tentacles like caterpillars growing from the head to the tail. Like to pull people into the water and devour their flesh and blood.
However, since the ghost sandworm can be called a Zerg, it is naturally not only capable of this.
According to Wenfang's travel notes, this kind of zerg can camouflage its body perfectly like a chameleon when hunting. It is like a group of ghosts, carefully lurking in the shadows of people on the shore in the water to achieve unexpected results.
There are few records on the ghost sand silkworm in travel notes, but it is mentioned that this kind of zerg is usually small in size, and the largest is only half a person. Moreover, their water-snake-like body structure restricts them from moving freely on shore.
Therefore, it is rare to hear the news of ghost sandworms coming ashore.
Similarly, it is even more unlikely that the ghost sandworm in front of me, like a humanoid ghost, floats around here. However, the peculiar fleshy fangs of the ghost sandworm are enough to make me completely sure that this thing is definitely a ghost sandworm.
I secretly thought: Could it be that this thing is a ghostly sandworm Gnome
However, I quickly overturned this speculation. The Gnosis has very little ability of the original spirit, and the body can only temporarily change into the form of the original spirit on the head.
Except for Qin Ruyu that time, I have never heard of Gnostics that can change to this degree.
Suddenly, many questions came up in my heart.
But right now, the ghost sandworm moved to my side flutteringly, unable to allow me to ponder it carefully, and hurriedly slipped to the side of the bonsai and hid it.
After the ghost sandworm drifted over like a ghost, I quickly made a gesture to Sister Zhang, who was full of panic on her face in the living room, asking her to find Qin Ruyu.
After Sister Zhang understood, I quickly followed with holding my breath, wanting to see what this thing was going to do
Sister Zhang enjoys life very much. The layout of the house is very different from the simple style outside. It has two and a half floors, a living room on the first floor and three guest rooms.
Hearing from her on the second floor, there are two rooms, the bedroom of her and Wang Ling. The two slept together most of the time, but sometimes Wang Ling drank too much and would sleep in another room.
Go up to the top floor.
Sister Zhang told me that she had set up a small flower garden on the top floor, and there was a half-covered small pavilion where she was going to rest in the afternoon.
I secretly followed this ghost sandworm, up the stairs to the second floor.
I saw it first stood in a room with a locked door for a while, then turned around and entered the small room with a hidden door on the opposite side.
I didn't dare to go in, and squatted under the door, afraid to breathe.
With the fluorescence reflected from the snow downstairs, I saw it walk back and forth inside, and its hideous granulation mouthparts were closed from time to time, making a low and penetrating sound of'whispering'...
At first glance, it really looks like a ghost is wailing!
But after carefully looking back, this voice seemed to reveal a bit of sadness and helplessness.
I'm very surprised, this damned ghost sandworm seems to be sad
At this time, the black shadow in the house moved. Came straight to the door, very fast.
I was taken aback, thinking that I was discovered by him, and I was about to beat it up.
But at this moment, I realized that his target didn't seem to be me, so I hurried to the corner of the stairs on the top of the building.
Unexpectedly, this ghost sandworm also rushed over the stairs.
I ran to the top of the building in a hurry, and saw what Zhang called the small flower garden and the half-built pavilion.
I always feel that something is wrong when I am anxious, but time is waiting for people, and the ticking sound in the stairs is getting closer and closer.
I quickly looked around, found a few ornamental pine trees, and hurriedly hid behind.
At this time, the ghost sandworm had appeared at the top of the stairs, and the disgusting granulation circled around, whimpering and let out a creepy cry.
Suddenly, it went directly to the pavilion in the center of the flower garden.
I moved my gaze over, and immediately knew what was wrong!
It turned out that the pavilion, which is like what Sister Zhang said, was only half repaired? It was clear that it was almost finished, but there were still a few gaps in a cornice in the northeast corner, and snow was swishing downward.
I am full of doubts, wondering what the ghost sandworm is going to do in that pavilion
But at this time, it gave the answer.
There were some building materials pressed by the snow piled up beside the pavilion, and the ghost sandworm floated over and lay there, between the disgusting granulation squirming, it actually grabbed a few bricks and tiles after getting up.
Afterwards, under my stunned mouth, the ghost thing took the bricks and tiles effortlessly, climbed to the top along the wooden beams of the pavilion, and embarrassingly inserted the bricks and tiles into the gap on the top.
I couldn't help but leaned loudly in my heart: Damn, is Lao Tzu's eyes blurred? Don't this ghost need to build a pavilion
It's just that the facts are in front of me, and I can't help but believe it!
This ghost sandworm seems to have done this more than once. Although the movements seem to be twisted, the bricks and tiles are very neatly embedded. Within half an hour, the pavilion was completely formed.
What's more, what makes me even more incredulous is that after filling in the gap, this thing swept away the snow with my body, grabbed a bucket of paint, and concentratedly painted it with granulation.
The clear sound of the electronic clock in the living room on the first floor cuts through the night, and when it was reported at 11 o'clock in the night, the newly painted pavilion was completely completed.
The ghost sandworm stood underneath, the black mist on his body trembled constantly, and there was another whimper after another.
It's just that this time, I vaguely heard a bit of joy in his voice. This gave me a faint suspicion-could this ghost sandworm be the husband of Sister Zhang, Wang Ling? (End of this chapter)