A naked corpse was on the ground, and blood gurgled out from under her corpse and spread to the surroundings. The already cold corpse stared at the dark sky with unyielding eyes.
She looked like one of those wandering warblers found everywhere in downtown. On her body, the torn cheap dress was stained red with blood. The color made the torn dress seem expensive, full of stunning beauty.
"sorry Sorry."
The emaciated figure knelt down in a pool of blood and choked in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."
The voice was weak and painful, like that of a girl.
But her thin back was shrouded in a cloak, with only a strand of long golden hair hanging down from the hood, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't see carefully.
However, he is a living person...
Fortunately, he is alive.
Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the corner, and looked around with some worry. The surroundings were still empty, no one else was there.
Very good, you can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.
He took a deep breath and walked over cautiously, ready to grease his feet and run away if there was any trouble. But until he stood behind the girl, nothing weird happened.
The girl was still kneeling in a pool of blood and crying, making a choked voice: "I originally wanted to help you, I'm sorry..."
"Hey, are you okay?"
Ye Qingxuan swallowed and touched her shoulder cautiously. Then the crying girl froze, as if she was startled.
His whole body stiffened, trembling with fear.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then retracted his palm in embarrassment: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. I just saw you crying here, is there anything I can do to help you?"
"You touched me?"
In the pool of blood, the girl with her back turned to him finally made a voice.
The voice was weak, but it didn't sound like fear anymore, but like some kind of uncontrollable rage.
"Um?"
She turned her head back stiffly, and her neck seemed to make a sound of knuckles rubbing together with the movement. In the darkness under the hood, her voice was distant and hoarse, like someone waking up from a nightmare:
"You...touched me just now?"
"Sorry, I just..."
Ye Qingxuan defended subconsciously, but his voice suddenly got stuck. When the girl's body moved away from the body, he finally saw the whole body.
In the pool of blood, the wandering warbler stared at the sky with no eyes open, its shriveled breasts were illuminated by the dim light, and hung inflexibly on both sides of the body.
Because her chest was completely opened.
On the cold corpse, two rows of ribs stretched toward the sky like a baby's little hands. The internal organs that had been removed from the chest were placed neatly on the stone slab nearby.
In a pool of blood, the girl held a dried heart in her hand. But now my heart is falling apart between the fingers tightening in anger...
This description seems to have been seen somewhere
In the shadow under the hood, the face slowly raised its head, its animalistic eyes full of anger: "You also want to pollute me... you filthy ones..."
Ye Qingxuan did not hesitate, turned around, and walked away!
…
After getting rid of the butcher, within ten minutes, he started running away again.
He felt that he had completely broken Avalon's bad luck record today!
First he encountered a gang fight, then he was chased by the Butcher, and now he committed suicide and met the legendary Avalon Ripper!
Avalon Ripper! The murderous maniac wandering around Whitechapel! And he also likes to dissect and remove the internal organs of the victim while he is still alive.
He couldn't forget those fragmented photos in the record!
First the butcher, then the ripper... Are these crazy people wandering around the lower city every night with nothing to do? !
Before he could even take three steps, a manic scream sounded from behind. The sharp female voice was full of anger and murderous intent, which stung people's eardrums.
Ye Qingxuan was about to cry but had no tears: Why are you so angry? I don’t even have the energy to be angry, okay! This is not the legendary East where you can't get married if you are touched by a strange man, and you are not some boudoir lady either. I just touched you for a little while and you became so angry. Do you still want to live your life
Before he could say anything, he heard a cracking sound behind him. Ye Qingxuan turned around in shock and saw that the stone slabs and walls were shattered under the hands of that thin figure!
It was as if he had been struck by an invisible axe, and with the angry scratching, cracks opened from the stone slab. Sharp cracks spread all the way to Ye Qingxuan's feet. If he had been a step slower, he would have been completely torn apart by invisible axes.
"hiss!"
Ye Qingxuan took a breath and sped up. But the shadow behind him stood there, watching him run further and further away, muttering to himself:
"Purify, purify..."
After completely throwing the shadow behind him and turning two or three corners, Ye Qingxuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could take a breath, he heard footsteps approaching in the distance.
"Purification..."
The figure appeared in front of him out of nowhere, staggering towards him with empty hands.
But wherever "he" or "she" or simply "it" passed by, stone slabs, walls, abandoned houses, and insects and snakes on the ground were all chopped into pieces silently.
"Are you done yet?"
Ye Qingxuan felt a rush of cold air from his heels to the back of his head, turned around and started running again.
Sure enough, as he expected, before he ran a few hundred meters, he saw the Ripper's shadow blocking his path again.
"...you filthy devils must be purified...for the sake of this world..."
"Ripper" murmured to himself, walking slowly towards Ye Qingxuan.
"For a piece of wool!" Ye Qingxuan was going crazy and couldn't help shouting: "If you really want to do it for this world, then how about you get your disease cured?"
But then, his eyes blurred, and the shadow was already close at hand.
He subconsciously took a step back, and it was this step that saved him. Because the invisible wind pressure had cut his fingers, blood floated in the air, traced an arc, and fell into the hood.
Ye Qingxuan was startled and instinctively squatted down with his head in his hands, only to find that he was not dismembered as expected.
As if feeling the semen falling on his face, Ripper raised his pale fingers and stroked the wet marks on his face. That kind of blood seemed to have some strange power for her. She licked the blood from her fingertips and was stunned.
"Is this... blood?"
The Ripper murmured: "Why... your blood?"
She fell into confusion and intoxication, as if the boy's blood was some kind of poison, or it was as sweet as a forbidden drug, making people unable to help but fall into chaos.
Ye Qingxuan seized the opportunity and retreated quietly.
Seeing that she didn't respond, he took a few steps back, turned around and ran away decisively.
He swore in his heart: If he really wanted to survive this time, he wouldn't even hear crying in the middle of the night, and he wouldn't run around if he heard any nonsense!
Maybe it was because of something wrong with my nerves, or maybe something really happened. He ran for who knows how long, but the strange shadow still didn't suddenly appear in front of or behind him.
Dumped? !
He panted and staggered down the alley, wandering around this strange city like a headless fly.
Finally, after he turned a corner, his eyes lit up.
He was finally freed from being lost and found a familiar street - Princess Street. This street named after the second princess of the Anglo royal family is one of the main streets in the lower city.
Finding this place meant that he was about to leave Xiacheng District and was not far from the college in Zhongcheng District. Not far ahead is the lookout post of the Police Department, and in the distance there is the faint sound of the hooves of mounted police patrolling.
…
As always, thick fog enveloped the city at night.
Every night, a large amount of water vapor will blow in with the sea breeze, forming thick fog as the temperature drops. The thick fog was like a white curtain, covering the entire royal capital layer by layer.
Like a white cloth on a dead man's face.
It was already late at night, and apart from the extinguished street lights on both sides of the street, there were only the occasional sounds of carriages passing by, and the sound of the ocean tide in the distance.
As the eleven o'clock bell rang, the lights in the store gradually went out. The whole city gradually fell asleep.
"It's finally over."
Ye Qingxuan leaned against the wall, rubbing his numb face, and couldn't help but want to scream a few times to vent.
—Anyway, the unfortunate day is finally coming to an end.
Unfortunately, he overlooked one thing...
The day is not over until twelve o'clock.
…
Suddenly, a gust of sea breeze blew from afar, and the dense fog became more and more dense.
The scenery that was vaguely visible in the distance was momentarily disturbed and disappeared. The fog suddenly became so thick that it was difficult to see even one's fingers.
A bright light from nowhere illuminated the mist, reflecting them into a pale bone white.
In the thick fog, Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to walk forward against the wall in order to avoid being hit by the blind carriage.
It seemed like the sewer somewhere was broken. He stepped on the stagnant water and made a splashing sound.
Following the map in his mind, he stepped on the stagnant water and headed for higher ground. Fortunately, if you walk a little further ahead and turn the corner, you will find Tower Bridge.
After passing Tower Bridge, you can say goodbye to all this and enter the Midtown area!
With this thought in mind, he speeded up and moved forward in the mist.
In the mist in the distance, the towering shadow of Tower Bridge gradually emerged. But there were no patrol officers setting up cards around. At the front of the Tower Bridge, the bronze gate that should be closed after nightfall was not locked, which made Ye Qingxuan stunned.
Where have people gone
He stood alone outside the gate, looking around in confusion, but there was no sound in the thick fog.
Only now did he realize that he hadn't seen a living person for a long time, not a single one!
I don’t know when it started, but everything became silent.
The night is inherently silent, but that silence also has sounds. The wind is flowing, snakes and insects are crawling in the gutters, and the sound of the tide under the Tower Bridge will also bring long-lasting memories.
But now, all the sounds have disappeared, as if they were being brutally strangled to death.
He finally realized something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where exactly it went wrong... because the whole world was completely different from what he knew.
Silently, a gust of wind blew from a distance, and waves of thick fog rose.
For a moment, the clouds in the sky and the thick fog on the ground were blown away by the strong wind, and the moonlight fell from the sky, illuminating this silent world.
Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared at the moon.
The pale blue moonlight fell in his eyes, reflecting the ferocious outline.
Tonight, the blue moon, representing disaster, hangs high in the sky.