When Ji Shanqing turned around and rushed down the steps, Lin Sanjiu's almost hysterical roar "Don't come over" erupted from the house behind him.
His steps couldn't help but pause.
It almost didn't sound like the master's voice in my impression.
In that empty house, her shouts, laughter, cries, and whispers all echoed in the air alone, waking up everyone in the upstairs family; Lin Sanjiu was incomprehensible and full of neurosis.
The vague muttering was soon joined by the dull sound of flesh and body hitting the wall.
Gritting his teeth, Ji Shanqing continued to run down the stairs without looking back. The sounds coming from upstairs became weaker and weaker. The last words he heard were Lin Sanjiu's sudden surprise-filled laugh: "Fang Dan
Why are you here too?"
This time, she seemed to see an acquaintance from the past.
With a sigh, Ji Shanqing quickly went down to the first floor.
Looking out from the residential building through the rusty door, if you don't count the occasional wailing, it's still a dead atmosphere outside.
The flower bed in the center of the community was soaked in the pale moonlight. The pale white edges of the plants and trees and their thick black shadows seemed to be solidified in the silence, like a dilapidated sculpture drained of life, motionless.
Ji Shanqing lowered his body and hid in the shadow cast by the iron gate, listening for a while to what was going on outside.
It had been at least twenty minutes since he escaped from the attack of the man and the woman, but the two people seemed to have completely disappeared. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the community.
Ji Shanqing raised an eyebrow.
Could it be that the injury to the bald head was more serious than he thought?
But he did not forget that after the two men pretended to leave, they quietly touched his back and stared at him in the dark for ten minutes. He looked around nervously, and after making sure that no one was nearby, Ji Shanqing
Then I held my breath and opened the door as quietly as possible.
Overturned and smashed cars blocked the passageways in the community, forming strange shadows in the dim light. Dried black stains splashed shockingly in large areas.
On the ground, it was hard to imagine what kind of liquid it was. Although this scene was not really pleasing to the eye, Ji Shanqing couldn't help but let out a breath; the man and the woman seemed to have really left.
"Are you looking for me, little girl?" Before the thought faded away, a woman's voice said with interest from his head. "Then you are wrong. I am not talking about superpowers, the government or aliens.
No one has tampered with me; the information I know is something you have never heard of, but it is absolutely iron-clad facts."
The short-haired woman stared at him with doubts, and was about to open her mouth to say something. But she was interrupted by Ji Shanqing: "But. I have already answered your question. For the sake of fairness, and also so that I can explain the situation more clearly in a while.
I’ll explain it to you, now you need to answer my questions.”
The short-haired woman nodded and raised her eyelids towards him.
The situation seemed to be slightly tilted towards his own hand, Ji Shanqing thought as if to comfort himself.
"Why did my companion suddenly go insane? What is happening in the world?"
"You can stand here with your mind clear, don't you know the underground particles in the air?" The short-haired woman opened her mouth again and smiled. This time, she was so close that Ji Shanqing could clearly see the red between her teeth.
Blood: "Don't tell me that it's been more than two years since the whole world ended, but you're a vegetative person who just woke up."
Ji Shanqing of Crypt Particles was immediately attracted by these four words, and it took several seconds before he realized the information that this woman had inadvertently revealed.
It's been more than two years, but she obviously doesn't know about reincarnation at all.
For her, she and her master are both people who grew up on this planet just like her.
"You guessed it, that's actually what happened." Ji Shanqing suppressed the excitement and doubts in his heart and answered seriously.
"Oh, it turns out this is really the case."
The short-haired woman raised her face, revealing a look of surprise; before Ji Shanqing could nod, she suddenly laughed loudly and rushed forward, the kitchen knife stained with blood in her hand accompanied by "whooshing" sounds.
There was a sound in the air, and he waved a half-moon shape towards the gift bag.
Ji Shanqing didn't expect her sudden attack at all. If he hadn't been unable to stand the smell of her body just now and wanted to take a step back, he might have even had his face cut open. He took a few steps back in embarrassment.
He shouted: "Don't you want to know my abilities?"
"Ability." The short-haired woman laughed softly and said softly: "I have seen a lot of mental illness. Although there are few people like you who are as organized and logical as you are, it is not without them. Since you are also a mental illness, it is easy to explain.
too much"
This time, Ji Shanqing had to throw herself to the ground, and rolled over quickly to avoid the bloody kitchen knife in her hand; even so, there was only a "hissing" sound on his back.
His coat was also torn in large parts.
The scene before Ji Shanqing's eyes suddenly made him stunned.
After all, he is still a gift bag. Some minor damage to the outer packaging may not have any impact, but when the damage to the coat is too serious, then it is equivalent to being dismantled. As for being dismantled by someone other than Lin Sanjiu, in the end,
Ji Shanqing had no idea what the consequences would be, and he didn't dare to think about it.
He was breathing heavily, and returned his hand to hold down the pieces of clothes that were floating in the wind, and then he felt that his vision was clearer again. When the short-haired woman saw this, she laughed happily, "What are you afraid of if your clothes are damaged?"
You know, after you die, I will have to take off all your clothes."
As if a bolt of electricity suddenly hit his mind, Ji Shanqing rolled from the ground again and suddenly connected all the pieces together. He figured it out.
The large amount of food piled up in the corridor, the various strange situations of the residents, the death of Sister Cui, including every word the bald and short-haired woman had ever said, and the most important thing: although these two people were terrible, they obviously did not suffer from any disease.
Mental illness still, and. They haven't been teleported away after all this time.
But before he could sort out his thoughts, it was already too late.
After a dangerous night, Ji Shanqing's physical exertion had already reached an alarming level; at this moment, he was distracted again, and even he himself did not see clearly what happened.
The kitchen knife was pierced hard, and what followed was a darkness that suddenly shrouded the gift bag in front of him for a long time.
"Um"
Perhaps because she felt something was wrong under the knife, the short-haired woman pulled the knife out with all her strength. Without the support of the knife, Ji Shanqing fell to the ground as if she had collapsed. Even though she couldn't see anything, her hands were still tightly covering her coat.
of breach.
The short-haired woman raised a satisfied smile on her lips, stuck out her tongue and licked the tip of her nose, then stepped on Ji Shanqing's feet.
"I, I have a question." The young man's eyes had lost their luster. His voice was still as gentle as ever, but it was inevitably getting weaker: "Is there any example of someone who has suffered from mental illness in the past?"
"How do I know?" The short-haired woman sucked her teeth and sucked out the blood between her teeth: "We will eat them all before they recover."
Ji Shanqing coughed violently. His face turned red. The darkness in front of his eyes was slightly lighter now, and he could vaguely see the kitchen knife that the other party was slowly raising.
It is Lin Sanjiu's gift bag. No matter who opens it, the contents should belong to Lin Sanjiu, right?
With this thought swirling in his mind, the vague knife stabbed out towards his chest again.
When his eyes turned dark again, Ji Shanqing knew that his five-month life was about to end.
Until he heard a heavy "dong" sound.
"It's you" the short-haired woman called.
In the darkness, the gift bag could not see anything, and he could only listen to the voices around him with a bit of panic; he vaguely felt that there seemed to be an extra person in front of him, standing between him and the short-haired woman.
"Impossible, how could you be okay if you jumped from the third floor?" The short-haired woman said another sentence full of surprise, which immediately made Ji Shanqing's heart beat loudly. He couldn't believe it at all, but he still shouted in a low voice:
"sister"
"Yeah." The voice belonging to Lin Sanjiu responded in front of him.
"It's really you, sister." Ji Shanqing was so surprised that even the darkness in front of his eyes gradually faded away again; the familiar back figure finally became clearer in his eyes.
He poured out all his findings in a hurry, fearing that Lin Sanjiu didn't understand something: "Sister, there is something called crypt particles in the air of this world. I don't know why it makes people...
Mental illness, the only way to avoid mental illness is not to eat food exposed to the air. But for some reason, even for people suffering from mental illness, their meat has become the only safe food.
Everyone is mentally ill, and they are their food. Also, this woman is not an evolver at all, she is a rudimentary degenerate species."
He didn't hear the answer, but his vision finally recovered, and the moonlight illuminated everything in front of Ji Shanqing's eyes.
His heart sank.
Lin Sanjiu, who had jumped down from the third floor, was squatting on the ground with his back to him, looking straight at an empty place and mumbling something as if there was an invisible person there.
Like a human being. She was so focused on talking to the air that she didn't notice the short-haired woman walking towards her step by step not far away.
ps: 4444 words, 6666 In the last chapter, I made a brain mistake and wrote 40 instead of 500. Well, I am also curious about what happened.
I've been really tired from writing recently, and my grades are average, so I procrastinate every day as much as I can. I don't want to write, so I hit a deadline again today. It would be great if I could take a break and readers wouldn't abandon me.
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