The skinny woman's limbs seemed uncoordinated, and her speed was not as fast as Wen Shi had imagined. But her advantage was that she was tireless and chased behind at a constant speed.
Wen Shi turned his head with relief and thought about how to deal with the situation while running away.
Just as his brain was spinning rapidly along with his steps, an arm suddenly reached out from the side and pulled him hard the moment Wen Shi turned his head.
Wen Shi's entire body made heavy contact with the wall. If he hadn't turned his head in time, his nose might have been broken.
He glanced at the wall and the pain was instantly forgotten. Wen Shi still remembered that when he first entered the castle, the wall was empty, but now there were at least seven or eight black shadows.
These shadows were obviously not his.
The wall was as thin as a layer of skin. The black shadow squeezed out half of its body, and the paper-thin wall began to swell and undulate like waves.
Compared to the woman chasing him from behind, these things had slightly weaker attack power, but they could extend their long, thin arms, ready to wrap around their prey like snakes.
Wen Shi took a deep breath and asked, "Am I locked in a deathlock with the snake?"
The only thing to be thankful for is that the things inside the wall seem unable to come out completely, and they would rather pull themselves into the wall alive.
The walls were still expanding and the corridor was about to be compressed into a long and narrow corridor.
While Wen Shi was struggling, he felt a cold air coming from behind, which meant that the woman behind him was about to approach him.
He hardened his heart and cut his palm with the knife hidden in his pocket, dripping all the blood onto his white coat. He then quickly took it off and threw it aside, clenching his fists tightly to prevent the wound on his palm from being exposed.
No matter in reality or in games, blood always has an indescribable attraction to monsters. The arm that was strangling his neck loosened a little, and Wen Shi took the opportunity to break free from the restraints and continued running forward.
This won't work. The monster can move along the wall, and it's only a matter of time before we get caught.
"There has to be some way out of this situation."
Wen Shi began to observe the surrounding environment. There was a hall in front of him and a winding staircase to the left. Going up the stairs should be able to temporarily get rid of the monster in the wall, but he couldn't stay on the stairs all the time, otherwise he would be caught up by the woman.
As he sprinted towards the stairs, the pain stimulated Wen Shi's brain to work rapidly.
The monster seemed to be saying something. Wen Shi slowed down a little and could barely hear some of it.
"You're here, come and keep us company."
"You're here, come and keep us company."
"You're here, come and keep us company."
The hoarse and painful sound kept repeating, and in a trance I thought it was calling out to the soul.
When the monster spoke, it exuded a smell similar to that of freshly drunk red wine.
Wen Shi suddenly realized what that strange yet familiar smell was.
There were paintings hanging in the dining room. As mentioned in the previous introduction, they met the owner of the castle at an art exhibition, which shows that the owner of the castle loves painting. But running all the way through the corridor, there was not a single painting, and the bare walls were particularly eye-catching. Even ordinary houses would have one or two paintings hung as decoration.
Could it be that these monsters came out of the painting
Almost at the moment this idea came into being, a prompt sounded:
"Congratulations to the player for discovering the monster's origin."
"You drank red wine soaked in special pigments, and the monsters are angry. They want you to pay for it."
The origin of the monster is the painting.
Wen Shi thought that the picture frame should be able to serve as a confinement, and as long as he found the picture frame, he would have a way out.
"Clues: blood pool, cross, trembling soul."
"Clues, blessings, prayers, and safe houses."
"Clue hint, dance, Beauty and the Beast!"
"Clues suggest that it may rest in the quietest place or in the most noisy place."
"Clues hint..."
Several prompt sounds were broadcast continuously without pause, and Wen Shi's face suddenly turned unsightly. Did they want him to send each monster back to a different picture frame
Wen Shi was angry: "Can't we live in a group?"
How could they find things at the same time in this state of pursuit? And according to the clues, each frame was in a different place.
The game did not listen to his cries, and after the clues were broadcast, it returned to silence again.
This is not a high-difficulty skill task at all, it is clearly a task of sending people on their way.
Gradually, Wenshi's speed dropped. He could usually run several kilometers, but today he could only run a few hundred meters. He checked the attribute panel and found that his health value had not decreased, but there was an additional status supplement at the end.
[Health value: 101 (You are not sick, you just had a brief burst of Yin energy in your body, so you can’t use your strength)
Is red wine fermented with pigments delicious?]
Wen Shi's expression was gloomy. As time went by, he was afraid that this situation would get worse. The woman behind him had already started to stick to his back. At this life-threatening moment, the fear lingering in his heart was reduced a little.
"Give it a try." Wen Shi made up his mind and started to sprint upstairs desperately.
Judging from the appearance of this castle, it could have at least 18 floors, but when I looked up from the lobby, I saw that there were only about five floors. The length of the staircase between each floor was like a small hill.
As they ran higher, the woman seemed to hesitate, but still chose to follow.
The heavy wooden door has good sound insulation. There is a strange sheep horn pasted on the door, which is a prop used to capture the movements outside.
E Xiu was half leaning on the bed when he heard the sound of running in the corridor. When he noticed the direction in which the footsteps disappeared, he raised his eyebrows.
"Do you want to lead the monsters to the castle owner and scare them away?"
If he really had such an idea, he really admired this newcomer.
"What a pity." E Xiu curled the corners of his mouth.
Going to the castle owner would mean death.
Just as E Xiu had guessed, Wen Shi was looking for the room of the castle owner, who said that only the second floor was habitable.
The fact that the owner of the castle can stay here safely proves that the monster cannot attack him. It is even very likely that the owner of the castle is the creator of the monster.
The woman slowed down, silently proving her fear of this place. Despite this, she did not give up on Wen Shi. The wall was expanding more and more, and the monsters inside seemed to be anxious, eager to seize the last chance to pull Wen Shi in.
All the doors are made of wood, except for the stone door at the end of the corridor, which is several centimeters higher than the other wooden doors.
There was a suffocating pressure in the air. Wen Shi's legs felt like they were filled with lead, and all the pores in his body seemed to be open, reminding him that continuing to run forward would not end well.
The monster and the woman were still persevering. Even when he was almost at the stone gate, they showed no signs of retreating.
"Don't come over here," Wen Shi stepped back towards the end, "You will regret it if you come over here."
He has no way out.
He tried to relieve the pressure on his neck with one hand and tried to reach the animal-faced door knocker in front of him with the other.
Just a little bit more, at this time, the advantage of his slender fingers came into play, and Wen Shi finally succeeded in hooking the door knocker. He made a final threat: "You, will you let go? If not, I will let you go."
The woman increased her strength, preparing to break his neck completely.
Wen Shi suddenly loosened his fingers, and the door knocker instantly hit downwards, knocking on the stone door.
clang.
The dull sound startled the woman, like a blow to the head, hitting not only her head but also the monster.
No one expected that Wen Shi would actually dare to knock on the door.
There was more than one incredible thing. The next second, Wen Shi suddenly pulled her back without warning and pushed her against the door. If it were in a movie or TV show, this would be a standard wall-dong pose.
Reality is not so warm, especially now.
The woman then realized that the other party was much stronger than she had imagined. In comparison, her previous struggle only took 70% to 80% of her effort.
"Don't run." Wen Shi squeezed out three words in a hoarse voice.
This posture is perfect now. If the door opens suddenly, I won’t be the first one to be hit.
For some reason, the woman kept her head down, as if she was afraid of a direct attack. But her eyes suddenly widened, probably because she had not imagined that someone could be so shameless.
Wen Shi was determined not to let go and was determined to stick together for warmth.
The monsters that had gathered around them fled like birds and beasts, and the woman grabbed a monster from the wall with one hand. The monster's body was flat and was easily stuffed between He Wenshi.
"Kill him," the woman ordered viciously.
The monster looked confused.
Everything happened so suddenly that it hadn't reacted yet. But it knew it couldn't stay here any longer, and when it realized it was trapped like a sandwich, it immediately wanted to kill Wen Shi.
The power of a group of monsters is terrifying, but a single one is controllable.
Wen Shi was entangled by a black shadow, and the Yin energy entered his body and he was trembling all over. This was not a solution. He said with trembling teeth: "I will count to one, two, three, and everyone let go."
"one two three!"
No one let go of anyone, including Wen Shi, but instead they pulled each other even tighter.
"Damn it!" The man and two ghosts cursed at the same time.
Crunch.
As they were tangling, the door opened.
Under the influence of inertia, the woman fell backwards, and the monster screamed in fear. Wen Shi immediately let go and ran.
A scepter came through the air and, at a tricky angle, accurately pierced the woman's neck, the monster's brain, and Wen Shi's heart.
A dull pain came from his chest. Wen Shi lowered his head and blood kept blooming on his chest.
Spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, Wen Shi did not forget to make accusations at the last moment: "It's all your fault... No, I won't let go."
The owner of the castle, whose sleep was disturbed, disdained to pay attention to the farce. He pulled out the scepter that was covering his heart, turned back to the house and continued to sleep.
The chest with an extra hole felt empty and I could definitely feel the wind pouring in.
The extreme injury numbed his sense of pain, and Wen Shi lost all his strength and fell heavily backwards.
The stone door closed, and Wen Shi fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, his face pale. Blood kept flowing out from the bloody hole in his chest. He had never imagined that there was so much blood that could flow in the human body.
Life passed by quickly, his vision became blurred, he couldn't even see the ceiling above his head, and before everything in front of him went completely black, the corners of Wen Shi's mouth slowly lifted up, and the whole picture looked sick and distorted.
"I won the bet...
The attribute panel said that as long as the monster didn't last hit, the monster would be able to survive with a little bit of health left. He thought that the possibility of the castle owner last hitting at night was very small, just like an elephant stepping on an ant and not looking back, doubting the ant's death.
What's more, there was someone blocking his way.
The moment the castle owner made his move, Wen Shi's health points dropped drastically, directly dropping by 100, and finally stuck firmly at the '1' state.
"Hi." He uttered a word with difficulty.
The woman lying in front was so frightened that her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. How come this man is not dead yet
Wen Shi: "Brother, sister, let's make a bet... Guess, guess who will die first."
Even though he was barely breathing, he still managed to utter a complete sentence.
The monster and the woman had only one thought in their minds: if they died in front of the bitch, they would probably die miserably again.
They gathered their breaths together, but unfortunately the monster could not hold on any longer. The smell of paint continued to spread and evaporate from the side. The monster struggled desperately, trying to absorb the gas back into its body, but it became thinner and thinner, like a hydrogen balloon that would float away with a gust of wind.
"Hehe." Wen Shi uttered two mocking syllables with difficulty.
Creature: No!
No matter how unwilling it was, it would completely disappear from this world in the next second, and die with its eyes open.
Wen Shi: "Just, just the two of us."
The hole on the skinny woman's neck grew bigger and bigger, and finally spread almost to the back of her head, with blood oozing out.
One minute later.
"Honey, are you there?" Wen Shi's eyelashes trembled.
Apart from his mouth, it was difficult for him to move anywhere else.
What is this? Living Dead Mode
The woman forced out a "huh" sound, but in fact she wanted to puff more.
Two minutes passed.
Wen Shi: "Dear, are you still there?"
The woman could no longer bear it. She twisted her stiff neck with great effort and said her last words in this world:
"fuck you."
(End of this chapter)