When it came to the ninth round, the monster was still six, but it couldn't laugh at all now. Jenkins held the cat's paw forward again, and the cat squinted its eyes, knowing that there should be no more six. Even though Jenkins had seen many flaws, it couldn't be so obvious.
The little paw flicked the dice lightly, and the dark room concealed the abnormal wriggling of the shadow. Tens of thousands of black strands thinner than hair squirmed on the floor, and gradually gathered directly under the black dice.
... In the ninth round, the result of the chocolate throw is 3.
Both Jenkins and the monster showed relaxed expressions at the same time. The former shook his cat gently, happy that the series of six accidents just now were accidents. The latter silently stretched his hand into the air, but just took the wallet in Jenkins' pocket gone.
... In the tenth round, the stubby fingers paused when they touched the surface of the dice, and the tumbling dice actually swung twice in the air for the first time, and the result was 1.
Jenkins looked at the result suspiciously, worried that it was a trap. He makes Chocolate paw again and the result is 3.
"So, we can go?"
"Yes."
It answered absent-mindedly, looking at its own fingers for a while and looking at the dice in the air.
Although he didn't know what happened, Jenkins still took Fei Ni and ran out with the cat in his arms.
He went over the bedroom door and stomped across the living room. I was able to see the door at the end of the darkness, but at this moment I heard an angry voice from behind:
"I see! Stop! You liar, you cheated!"
"Damn it, it's going to regret it"
Jenkins only pretended not to hear and quickened his pace. At the same time, the extremely faint black aura covering the surface of the room was pulled away and moved towards the master bedroom. The black spiritual light converged into the body of the cyan-skinned monster, and the dazzling light represented that it was really angry now.
Like a raging bug swarm, black and foul-smelling sewage rushed out of the bedroom like a sea wave. Jenkins held the doorknob and pushed the door open, but his feet were stuck to the sticky tide.
He jumped out vigorously, the flames wrapped around his feet and evaporated the water vapor. But the girl Fei Ni who was holding her hand was pulled towards the door again by a huge force. Of course, Jenkins would not let go. He stood outside the door and opened it behind him, only to see that there seemed to be an invisible film blocking the black water in the room from the door.
The monster's angry blue face appeared in the depths of the tide, and its hand was holding Fei Ni's foot.
"Hold me tight, don't let go!"
He said to the girl, who had recovered a little, her frightened and flustered face very close to Jenkins'.
The unquenchable flame extended along the girl's body, and had a fierce confrontation with the black sewage. The sound of 呲呲~ was filled with water vapor, but the water from unknown sources seemed to have no limit. Jenkins very much suspected that this was the result of his gift being used by monsters.
A certain voice in his heart reminded him that it is best to let go now, otherwise he will hurt himself, but the moral sense formed over the years does not allow him to do so.
Fortunately, Jenkins doesn't have to make such moral choices. Because in the depths of the black water, another figure unexpectedly appeared.
"Finny, I'm sorry~"
Mrs. Stress hugged the monster from behind like crazy, shaking its body. The woman's voice can be heard from the water, further proving that those black breasts are not ordinary water.
"Finnie, live well, you must live!"
She bravely opened her mouth and bit the monster's body, and Jenkins' flame just happened to have the upper hand at this time. It's hard to say what exactly played a role, but the girl was successfully pulled out the door by Jenkins.
The two watched the woman in the black water stretch out her hand and wave at Fei Ni before she died, her torn body was stained red with black breasts.
Boom~
The door was kicked shut by Jenkins, and there was a strange sound of thumping and thumping inside the door. After a few seconds, everything returned to calm again.
After waiting for half an hour, Miss Bevanna opened the door again amidst the tense vigilance of the crowd, and what was exposed in front of the eyes of the sage's followers was an empty house.
The time in the room seemed to be different from that of the outside world. According to the records, when Jenkins and Fenny entered the room and then came out, the time did not even pass for three minutes.
The blizzard still didn't stop, and there was no sunshine outside at nine o'clock in the morning. Fenny held Jenkins' hand tightly. After she escaped from the two, she never said a word.
"This should be A-05-1-4490, Lucky Doom."
Miss Bevanna was the first to enter the house, holding a kerosene lamp and peering into the empty interior. Most of the wall skin was yellowed and peeled off, and the floor was a mess of household garbage. It was unfurnished, unoccupied, and there was no trace of the Stresses. The warm yellow light reflected the shadows of a group of people on the mottled wall, and the swaying flame of the wick drove the shadows to sway.
It seems to have been abandoned for a long time, and there is no dirt or water damage in memory.
Fini timidly hid behind Jenkins. For a few seconds, she seemed to realize that the shadows of Jenkins and Chocolate were so different.
"I think I can fully understand the meaning of this naming."
He handed the diary in his hand to Miss Bevanna, which was the only thing brought out.
The woman didn't look through it immediately, sighed and looked at the girl Jenkins was holding:
"According to the records, this kind of doom, which is rooted in the blood of the family, is almost impossible to crack. It will continue to spread outward through the blood of the trader and his spouse, and it will not disappear completely until all the family members die. Although You've finished your bet with that thing, but we can't be sure that Finnie Feisford is no longer haunted by the curse of doom."
Hearing someone mention her name, the girl raised her head timidly.
"But it should be easy to verify."
Jenkins said.
"Yes."
The woman understood what Jenkins meant: "So, it's best for Fenny not to leave the church for half a step recently. This is not only convenient for us to observe whether there are any abnormalities in her body, but the power of the church itself can also suppress some weird abilities."
"Thanks."
The girl responded.
"No need to thank you, after all, you are also a believer of the sage."
The Stress family's house was worthless, as the cyan-skinned monster said, everything belonged to it, and it took everything, including a gift from Jenkins. His luck seems to have been bad lately, and it didn't turn out as well as the candy giver had said, losing two valuable items in just one week.
"Don't let me touch it again."
This refers to the cyan-skinned monster.