Qingjiuru blinked slowly and stared at the pile of bones under the door.
He was in such a hurry when he came in just now that he didn't have time to take a closer look - but now that he looked at it, he immediately noticed something unnatural about the pile of bones.
"Ji Shanqing, can you move over a little?" He lowered his voice, put his furry mouth on the backrest and asked softly: "...Look at the dead body at the door."
As if pushed by an invisible hand, the blue floral sofa moved forward for a while, then straightened and then tilted, finally making part of the sofa face the direction of the door.
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"Do you suspect that the dead body is not dead?" Ji Shanqing asked casually, "It's impossible, it's already rotten to the point of -"
The second half of his sentence suddenly fell silent.
...Indeed, it is impossible for a corpse that has rotted like this to still be alive; however, what both of them felt was wrong at the same time was that the bones seemed to be rotten out of sync.
Due to the dry climate in this area, the skin and flesh of the corpse had long since dried into something like black cotton wool, hanging on the yellowing bones together with the broken cloth, as if it could be blown off in one breath.
The lumps of wrinkled black flesh look like pieces of dried fungus; only the dry skin stretched on the skull has been smoothly torn off a large piece, and the fracture is still fresh, exposing the cheek.
The bones are also much whiter than other bones.
"There are others on these three floors!"
Ji Shanqing let out a low cry, and the whole sofa suddenly slid back: "It's not just the black hair - someone just tore off the face of this dead body!"
With his sudden movement, the red panda standing on its two hind legs immediately became unstable and fell on its back with a "bang" on the seat cushion. Ji Shanqing didn't ask him how he was doing, and spoke quickly.
He quickly continued: "How could it be... could it be that old woman? Why would she do such a thing?"
A sigh from the red panda came from the sofa seat cushion.
"You... look up." Qingjiu Liu suddenly said in a low voice, as if he was smiling bitterly.
The blue cloth floral sofa paused for a moment - then his two feet suddenly tilted, as if they were lifted halfway up; Ji Shanqing finally saw himself clearly with his "lifted" gaze.
The ceiling above your head.
If the face hadn't been human-like, he would have thought there was a giant bat attached to the ceiling.
He was wrapped up in black clothes, and his limbs were stretched out far away from the four corners of the ceiling; his body was stable and motionless, and the man only lowered his withered face, looking expressionlessly at the two people below.
On the contrary - his cheeks were still bulging, as if he was chewing something.
After two seconds, his throat swallowed, and then he spit out a piece of scalp with a bunch of hair.
Seeing the scalp stained with saliva and hair falling at his feet, Ji Shanqing shivered in disgust; at the same time, Qing Jiuliu, who had already jumped up, also answered first on the sofa that the gift bag was still there.
The exiting question: "I know this face - he is one of the people sleeping in that room - it seems that the great witch's power disappeared and they all woke up!"
"So you've seen me before," the yellow face swung around a few times like some kind of insect in the black cloth that covered the ceiling, and said unnaturally. It sounded like it was him.
Speaking for the first time in a long time: "...It seems that you have a relationship with that woman."
That woman was nothing more than the Great Miko - this idea just came to their minds, and they felt a sudden darkness above their heads, and the shadows on the ceiling rushed down towards them.
"you go!"
Ji Shanqing let out a loud cry, and at the same time, the brown-red red panda had already jumped up and jumped out from the armrest of the sofa. As soon as his four paws landed on the ground, he turned around and saw the big bat-like shadow.
The blue cloth sofa has just been covered.
"I have never seen a talking animal or furniture before," the man stood up from the sofa cushion, his long and slender limbs and spindle-like torso protruding from under the black cloth. He turned his head and stared closely.
He picked up the red panda and curled up his brown lips: "...I have eaten both fallen species and evolved species, but I have never eaten animals like you."
It's a predator!
The hair all over Qingjiu Liu's body has begun to unfurl, and his hind legs are tense, ready to adapt at any time——
The man smiled, twisted his body, and was about to rush forward again; however, just when Qingjiureu almost jumped out, his expression suddenly froze, he struggled hard, and then lowered his head.
Even under the weight of a person, the sofa cushion seemed to have sunk a little too deeply; no, it should be said that the man's feet were deeply sunk into the cushion, and when he pulled it out, it didn't even move at all.
Pull it out - half of his calf is firmly "grabbed" by Ji Shanqing.
"Why don't you call me sister!"
Ji Shanqing's voice sounded tight under the strain, as if he couldn't breathe; Qing Jiuli didn't dare to waste a moment, turned around and rushed out towards the balcony.
Even if he didn't look back, the sounds of struggling behind him and the friction of fabric told Qingjiu Liu that the man was trying to escape and catch him; Ji Shanqing was not strong in combat or physical strength, and it was only a matter of time before he broke free - however
At this critical moment, the red panda stopped by the balcony railing.
...There is no other reason. With Qingjiu Liu's current body, he can't reach other floors.
With a "boom", one of the man's feet had already landed on the floor. I don't know what he did, but Ji Shanqing let out a low cry of pain and still held his other foot tightly.
——But on that withered yellow face, a smug smile gradually unfolded.
There was a dead man's hair hanging between his dense teeth.
The red-brown red panda quickly turned its head, stuck its head out of the railing, and took a deep breath.
As Ji Shanqing gasped again, both of the man's feet stepped on the floor; then, he strode towards Qing Jiuliu - the distance of about ten meters between the two of them was about to reach them.
He took a few steps over.
"Lin Sanjiu!"
Qingjiuru wished that he could use every strand of his hair and shouted upstairs at the top of his lungs: "Come back for help—your gift bag is going to die—!"
His loud volume made his ears hurt, and the sound quickly reverberated through the floors. The big bat-like man was stunned, then his face darkened, he kicked off his feet and threw himself towards the balcony.
When this predator showed his true skills, Qingjiureu grabbed his throat before he even had time to shout out the second sentence, and the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat along with the air.
The flapping claws left several red marks on the opponent's skin, but he didn't seem to notice it.
"I'll eat you first," the predator gasped and laughed, its smelly breath spraying on Qingjiureu's face. "The person you called will come later, and I will eat him again. After sleeping for so long,
I'm also very hungry..."
Before he finished speaking, a huge shadow suddenly flipped down from the sky and kicked him heavily with a claw - immediately, the predator flew back like a real big bat and landed with a thud.
On the floor, the little panda was also shaken by the force and broke away from his hand.
The old hen fluttered its wings and rushed into the balcony. With a shake of its head, it threw a black-haired woman in its mouth to the ground.
Under the predator's blank gaze, Lin Sanjiu stepped on the unconscious mad woman with one paw, her black eyes glowing coldly.
"Are you going to kill my friend?"
(Thank you Erzhi, my old friend Di You and his wife, Haha! I will say a few words in my speech and see if you can see it. After you can see it, I will reply to my speech...)
