Holding the towel on her face tightly with one hand, Lin Sanjiu dragged her limp legs towards the other end of the ruins in the shadows. The Supreme God only put on a pair of ordinary cloth shoes for her at that time, and her flesh was broken on the ground.
Every step he took made a squeaking sound in the mud and slime; after only two steps, the soles of his shoes were already so slippery that it made him unsteady.
The furniture she smashed formed an irregular hill. Between the scattered fragments, there were dark gaps everywhere. These deep gaps and holes, large and small, were like countless eyes.
Same, staring silently at her every step in the darkness.
Are there dead bodies and other things walking around deep in these gaps and holes?
Lin Sanjiu thought of this and stopped a few steps in front of the ruins; she called out [Tornado Whip], flicked it a few times, and used the gentlest wind possible to sweep away the ruins in front of her, clearing out the
There was a narrow passage that could barely fit in.
She picked up two pieces of wood of suitable size, turned sideways, and carefully squeezed through the gazes of countless black holes. She felt that her nerves were all tense. This may be why the previous evolutionaries did not break the furniture.
, the reason why they are always stacked - at least the gaps and spaces of a piece of furniture are regular, and it can be seen at a glance whether a cabinet is touching the ground or not, and whether the cabinet door is open.
When she finally emerged from the debris of the ruins and stepped on the first complete bed board, her frame seemed to have loosened a little. Lin Sanjiu found a spare pair of boots in the card library and replaced the sticky boots on her feet.
The stained cloth shoes; she called out a new towel, used one foot to help clamp the wooden board on the broken palm, held one end of the towel in her teeth, and tied the splint to her left hand with her other hand.
For an evolved person, this less serious fracture can be healed in less than a few days. Only the persistent pain is a bit unbearable. Although the physique has far exceeded that of ordinary people, the sense of pain is actually more sensitive.
Yes - after all, pain is an alarm signal and should never be blunted.
After unzipping a roll of toilet paper, she tore off a few sections, kneaded them into two tight balls and stuffed them into her ears.
She wiped her face with a towel, and when Lin Sanjiu finally finished cooking herself, she seemed to have collapsed, unable to lift herself up, and her back was covered in cold sweat. Even though she knew that time was running out, she had to hurry up
When she went to find someone, she couldn't help but fall down on the bare bed, causing a faint pain in her back.
She could feel the consciousness that was too weak to be noticed, slowly flowing and accumulating in the depths of her mind, bit by bit, unhurriedly.
Rest for a minute, just one minute... She watched her heavy breathing turn into white mist in the dark night.
However, after only counting seven seconds, Lin Sanjiu couldn't bear the anxiety and suffering in her heart. She looked at the dark night sky in front of her, feeling confused.
The whip just now shattered most of the furniture around the fish tank, and it was almost impossible to find the direction from which Lu Ye came.
Now in the vast cemetery, where can she find Fatty White?
The feeling of having paper balls stuffed in her ears was always uncomfortable. She rubbed her ears gently and listened to the muffled sound of the paper balls rubbing against her auricles, which was chaotic.
"Who is on the bed?"
Lin Sanjiu sighed. Was that Mu Xin himself? If only he knew which direction he was going...
"Who is on the bed?"
Or she could follow the fleeing shadow. Although she couldn't see anything clearly, she at least knew a vague general direction.
"Do you want to come down and take a look?"
Speaking of which, what is the Supreme God doing now? Hasn't he caught the puppet master? It's really worrying. All he needs to do is meet a companion, but she can't meet any of them.
Among the people she met after entering the furniture cemetery, Mu Xin was missing, Lu Ye was dead, and the "Queen of Soul" was a replica - only the little preserved egg. She was a little unsure. The child didn't seem to have any intention of harming her, and it felt like
It also looks like a real person. Otherwise, why don't we go back and find the little preserved egg?
"If you don't say anything, I'm going to come up, right?"
Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu had already made up her mind; she had always intended to go forward and remembered her future clearly, so it would not be difficult to find her way back.
Go down, she directed her heavy body and turned over. Lin Sanjiu stepped on the ground again with her congested and sore feet, and found a narrow space among the cabinets; she stepped on the narrow space with her left foot.
Up in the air, she put her weight on her left foot and began to look for a place where she could put down her right foot.
"Don't leave, I'm coming."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Sanjiu seemed to hear something vaguely through the paper ball. She didn't dare to take the paper ball casually, turned around, and glanced around. The dark furniture stood on the
In the dark night, dark gaps are scattered around us, and everything is still the same.
With every step she took, the toilet paper in her ears kept rubbing against each other, making it really easy to mishear.
It was all because she hadn't thought clearly before, and now she had to go back to the ruins of furniture. She cheered up, and while watching the gaps around her, climbed up a large chest of drawers. From above the chest of drawers, Lin San
The wine jumped slightly and fell into the center of many large vases half as tall as a person.
When he was about to take another step forward, his clothes were suddenly pulled back, and he failed to take this step.
Lin Sanjiu's scalp exploded, and she twisted around suddenly. Just as she was about to hit her with a punch, she suddenly realized that it was just the thread drawn from her clothes that hooked the handle of the drawer of the chest of drawers and opened the drawer. She gasped.
With a sigh, he pulled the thread off, turned around and continued walking forward.
Still not able to take a step.
Before she could even turn her head back, she hit her elbow hard backwards, hitting the wet palm behind her. Lin Sanjiu grabbed him in one step, and before the hand could retract the drawer, she pushed hard on the drawer.
She hit her and squeezed her wrist hard. She seemed to hear a scream, but she couldn't be sure; she had just called out the [Anesthesia Gun for Private Soldiers], but before she took aim, her hand seemed to suddenly realize something.
Yes, he hurriedly shrank back.
Lin Sanjiu showed no signs of fighting and immediately kicked the drawer shut. She raised her gun and stared at the drawer for a while. Seeing that it had not been opened again, she hurriedly turned around and hurriedly dove between the large vases.
Fortunately, he only grabbed her clothes... She was still holding the gun in one hand, and her skin was blown by the wind, and the sweat all over her body became cold. Countless celadon vases that were exactly the same were arranged neatly, following her
His footsteps quickly retreated; beyond the vases, there was the pile of ruins of furniture.
If possible, Lin Sanjiu really wished he could fly back.
Behind these wardrobe doors, in the drawers of the chest of drawers, under the coffee table, behind the back of the ergonomic chair... there is no place where people cannot be hidden. When she strode to the last row of large vases, she even
She had to stop and take a breath - as soon as she walked out, the dark gaps and holes between the furniture and the doors on them were about to surround her again.
Gritting her teeth, Lin Sanjiu felt that she had mustered up enough courage; she took a step and looked around. After a pause, she slowly turned her head and looked around her again.
This time, she lowered her head.
In the darkness beneath the mouth of the vase, a human face met her eyes.
Lin Sanjiu almost screamed out in her throat. She subconsciously took a step back and kicked the vase to the ground. However, the vase did not break. It only knocked off a corner and fell to the ground, spinning around.
She was stunned for half a second, then reacted suddenly, rushed forward in a few steps, picked up the vase and was about to knock it upside down on the ground - something seemed to sound vaguely in the vase, and she couldn't hear it clearly.
Just when Lin Sanjiu lifted the vase, half of the fish tail suddenly fell out from the mouth of the vase.
The fish tail disappeared in a flash and was quickly put back into the vase, but Lin Sanjiu could still see it clearly - it was Mu Xin's mermaid tail.
She hurriedly put the vase on the ground and took out the paper ball in her ear; the voice from the bottle immediately became clear and loud, and it was indeed Mu Xin: "On your head! Look on your head!"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned and raised her head.
She faced a huge face as plump and fat as a full moon.
On that snow-white, round face, so bulging that even the eyes were squeezed into black slits, a geisha-like cherry mouth opened slightly and slowly raised a smile.
