In the hut, Cen Jin, who had emptied two buckets of foreign objects, picked up the copper bell and ran out of the room.
As soon as the door was closed, the white shadow outside crawled in following the smell of blood, filling the room in no time.
The door was banged and banged, Cen Jin moved everything that could block the door to block the door, then ran to the first floor, moved the single-seat sofa where the one-eyed monster lay before the door to the place opposite the door, and then lay down. down.
The lights were hung on the wall, illuminating the house and the porch clearly. Through the gap in the wooden door, you could clearly observe the huge mass of corpse that emerged from the water.
More than half of the corpse was still submerged in the river, but the part that was exposed to the water surface was half the area of the hut in the forest. The white shadows attached to it fell into the water one after another, and climbed up the hut to lick blood, like a dense mass of blood. The Fushou snail was attached to the straw, and Cen Jin could guess what was going on outside the house without even looking.
The white shadow fell too much, and a gap was exposed in the corpse mass, facing the gap of the wooden door, and Cen Jin stared straight at it.
However, I saw that the limbs of more than a dozen layers of white shadows around the gap were entangled with each other in extremely twisted angles. At first glance, it looked like a huge and sturdy tree root entwining, but when I looked closely, my scalp was numb, because all the white shadows faced inwards and could not see the facial features. It looks like a human, and when you look closely, you will have an illusion, thinking that it is a corpse wall.
In the depths of the gap is a dark red transparent flesh membrane, which seems to be wrapped in something. Cen Jin stared at it for too long, and found that the flesh membrane was beating at a very weak frequency. The beating frequency made him feel extremely familiar. .
Gradually, the sound became louder and louder, and the same beating frequency was all in my mind, and the crimson transparent flesh membrane was suddenly full of indescribable and irresistible attraction. The inexplicable beating sound went from illusory to clear, converging into a complete sentence. , which drives him to open the door and go out, touch the flesh membrane, blend into it, become it.
The pain of suffocation came from his chest, and his dazed mind was instantly clear. Cen Jin took a deep breath and found that he had reached the wooden door and was about to open it, but there was nothing else in the room except the rustling of Bai Ying and the sound of knocking on the door, deep. The red transparent flesh membrane still stood quietly on the water surface, motionless.
The copper bell rolled to his feet: "You are bewitched."
"I know." Cen Jin didn't care, sitting back on the sofa, he knew what the extremely weak beating frequency was. "I'm holding my breath."
Bronze Bell Head: "Foreign objects do not rely on breathing to distinguish their prey."
"Holding your breath is letting the pain of suffocation awaken my bewitched brain."
Bronze Bell Head: Yellow-haired perverted intelligence always refreshes him.
"What should I do now? You have a lot of wounds on your body, and the smell of blood is strong. You have broken the door lock in the attic room, and it won't last long. When Bai Ying swarms up, one lick will lick you to the bone."
Cen Jin hesitated: "Lick all over your body?"
The copper bell head was suddenly excited: "You humans are too dirty to wake up!"
Cen Jin: "I'm just curious about the structure of their tongues, are they covered with barbs, and what is the relationship between the white shadow and the dark red flesh membrane in the center of the meatball. It would be great if I could grab one for research." He looked down at the copper bell. Head, with a three-point gossip tone: "What have you encountered?"
Tong Lingtou was silent for a few seconds, before changing the subject casually: "How are you going to escape?"
"Two minutes and half an hour."
"so?"
"Thirty minutes is the time for the prey to escape from the hut in the woods. I didn't know what the opportunity was to escape, but I figured out that the so-called 'staying for 30 minutes' is not the time to escape, but the time for the hut to select tenants. The hut eats once a month, wakes up from hunger, enters rampage mode, swallows whatever you see, but only by swallowing flesh and blood can stop hunger.
But Sihai Grotto is a no-man’s-land, probably because of pollution. There are no small animals such as mice and frogs, so the hut in the runaway mode can’t take the initiative to hunt at all. It needs the tenants to help it prepare food. "
Cen Jin said: "'Thirty minutes' is the time for the hut to decide whether the tenant has the ability to become its ghost. It is also the safe time, and it should be the limit of the time it can use."
Because he went in and out of the hut many times after that, and he stayed for a long time, but he was no longer confused.
"The judge is qualified, of course, coercion and temptation to stay as a tenant. On the contrary, the one-eyed monster and the faceless woman will turn the prey into food. However, my main confidence comes from today is the day of eating in the hut in the woods."
Tong Lingtou was surprised: "How do you know?"
"Today the one-eyed monster went out to hunt." Cen Jin paused, then looked up at the attic: "Listen, silence."
Tong Lingtou looked at Cen Jin's calm face, and suddenly felt that the 'perverted' and 'smart' it had previously evaluated was too hasty, this Huang Mao was not a simple smart person.
There are many smart people in the world, and it is not unusual for geniuses and geeks. They have seen a lot in underground reservoirs, but only ghosts have never met before.
Ghost talent, as the name suggests, a monster with talent + unconventional thinking, the focus is on the word 'monster', non-human and non-ghost, absurd and terrifying, usually looks ordinary, but some unconventional actions are terrifying. .
Cen Jin opened the door with the light in his hand, and the white shadow at the door was already confused by the hut, crawling on the wooden board motionless.
He stepped out of the threshold and suddenly heard the sound of chewing with aversion to the cold. He raised his head and looked at the location of the attic. He thought that he was not swallowing directly, but chewing and swallowing slowly. However, the room was covered with white shadows, which was considered a full meal for the hut. pause.
Hopefully it's enough to cover three months' rent.
Cen Jin went down the steps, stared at the dark red transparent flesh membrane in the gap, and found that the dark red was originally a fine blood vessel attached to the flesh membrane, and the ends of the blood vessels were inserted into the back of Bai Ying's head.
In this way, Bai Ying is controlled to suck blood and feed back the things in the flesh membrane.
The fleshy membranes swelled, and the frequency was similar to the fetal heartbeat.
There was a freak inside, and Cen Jin guessed that it should be almost time to hatch.
Suddenly, the corpse trembled, and Cen Jin was startled, and quickly stepped back to the door, staring vigilantly, but the corpse didn't move any more, and the sound of the hut's feasting resounded through the silent cave.
The copper bell jumped and stared at the dark red flesh membrane with a cold and evil gaze: "Take this opportunity, let's cut open the flesh membrane and kill the freaks inside."
"You're crazy." Cen Jin said, "After half an hour, the corpse will wake up. Of course, I took this opportunity to run away!"
"...Huh?" Isn't Huang Mao very brave? What happened suddenly.
The copper bell head lobby: "Master, you killed the monster now, sacrificed it, and gained the favor of the underground reservoir - do you know what the favor of that level of foreign objects is? It may be reborn as a high-level foreign object! High-level foreign objects have reason, emotion, abundant power, and immortality, and they are the gods that you praised for thousands of years in the history of human literature!"
Cen Jin kicked the copper bell head back to the hut and closed the door, "You don't understand, I don't deserve the treatment of the protagonist."
Favored by advanced foreign bodies? Reborn
That is the treatment of the winners of life and the protagonists of destiny, and he doesn't even have the halo of the villain, that is, a dead man who can't survive for three minutes in the opening episode, or how can he enter the Four Seas Cave and collide with weirdness
So he was careful and careful, and spent his dead brain cells trying to get time to escape. Anyone who persuaded him to die would be a class enemy.
Cen Jin dipped into the water in three or two steps and was about to jump into the river, when a roar of landslides and fissures exploded in the hut behind him, making his hands and feet stiff and unable to move. One by one, the shadows gathered towards him.
The wound on his shoulder opened at an unknown time, blood dripped down the river from his fingertips, the white shadow rioted, raised his head sharply, and the black hole at the mouth opened suddenly, revealing a large mouth like an enlarged version of a snail's mouth.
As we all know, there are more than 20,000 snail teeth, the whole length of which is on the tongue, also known as the tongue, which is very terrifying when it is enlarged.
No wonder Bronze Bell said that there was no slag left after licking it.
Cen Jin clenched the cleaver tightly and broke free from the invisible shackles that fell on his body, but before he could fight to the end, the surrounding white shadow stood stiff for a second, and the next moment, like the swarm of insects receding, it crawled back to the mass of corpses. It quickly sank to the bottom of the river and disappeared.
That action... like running away.
wrong!
The underground river is the site of the corpse, what is it afraid of? What could make it run away in fright
Cen Jin jumped into the river without even thinking about it, but unfortunately he was a step late.
'Boom-', the sky shook in an instant, the distorted arc of the space was visible to the naked eye, the tinnitus continued, the head buzzed, and the signal disappeared like the previous TV, and the field of vision was filled with white snowflakes.
Suddenly, a huge force of gravity slammed down, and Wan Jun's pressure hit the top of his head, shoulders, waist, and legs. With a 'smack' sound like a wet rag thrown against the wall, Cen Jin fell to the ground and couldn't move.
He thought he was going to fall into the water and suffocate to death, but unexpectedly found that he was breathing freely in the water.
Cen Jin was crawling on the ground, his face pressed against the ground by the force of gravity, out of the corner of his eyes he saw a small house in the woods standing quietly behind him.
The waters are clear and boundless, the ground is paved with bluestone slabs, a towering and huge bronze pillar on the right is ingenious, and the bronze candle holder about three meters high beside it is the appearance of a woman, sitting on her knees, holding the candlestick in her palm, and the fire is bright. The bottom of the water is as bright as day.
Behind the woman's bronze candle holder is the broken city wall, which has been in disrepair for a long time A corpse with its limbs bent and squatting with its hands tied behind its back!
Countless pits, countless corpses with strange postures, all facing in one direction, this is clearly the kneeling mass burial against humanity in the feudal era!
The living people are bound with their hands and feet to squat with their limbs bent, accompanied by the owner of the tomb or the gods to be sacrificed, and buried in the ground to form a special large-scale burial tomb group.
Wait, a large group of burial tombs
Is this an underground reservoir? Country of Yellow Springs? !
Cen Jin's scalp was numb and his back was cold. He moved his head with all his strength, trying to face the direction where the corpse was facing, and barely caught a glimpse of an exquisite copper coffin hanging in the center of a magnificent ancient Han high platform.
He could only glimpse the lower part of the copper coffin, which was tightly bound by several heavy chains and hung high in the sky. The lid of the coffin was engraved with the face of a woman with the same appearance. After staring at it for a long time, it would produce an unspeakable sense of fear, but it really made Cen feel unspeakable. What is terrifying today is that the lower right corner of the coffin lid has been pried open!
From his point of view, he could even see the black-colored golden woven cloud crane robe hanging down from the coffin lid. The style was gorgeous and exquisite, not ordinary.
That is the foreign object in the reservoir, the master of the Yellow Springs, the high-level foreign object that even the hut in the forest and the corpse are afraid of.
He couldn't look up any more, Cen Jin simply concentrated on trying to control his body, rubbing and moving back, taking advantage of the fact that the things in the copper coffin didn't wake up so quickly, he quickly moved back to the cabin, it was impossible to escape, the cabin was the only refuge.
He is considered a tenant of a cabin in the woods, and it's a big deal to pretend to be a one-eyed monster or a faceless girl who was killed.
And if he guessed right, the foreign object in the copper coffin is the owner of the cabin in the woods!
Otherwise, the cheap copper bell head would not survive today.
Old Weird tried his best to avoid the spiritual pollution of the reservoir and was afraid of being swallowed up, but the hut in the forest did not dodge, but instead followed the water to the yellow spring at the end.
The reason for this is that the copper coffin is the owner of the house. As the owner of the house, maybe he is embarrassed to embarrass the tenant who has already paid the rent
Cen Jin worked hard for a long time, his foot touched the steps of the hut, and a sudden 'bang' resounded in the sky, interrupting his movements.
The echo lingered, Cen Jin looked back with his neck stubborn, and saw that a heavy chain was broken for no reason, and the copper coffin was half-open, and a pale bare foot stepped on the gold heap, as if about to come out of the coffin.
"… "
Gan.