There is no better bait than the truth. A few minutes after Lin Sanjiu got into the closet, this thought suddenly came to his mind.
Just as Xiaomei Dan said, Bolwa and the puppet master really never came out of the closet; it was precisely because he knew that they were still in the "passage" that Lin Sanjiu walked in willingly and groped in the dark.
It went on for a while.
She sighed slightly and focused her attention on her sense of smell again. Underneath the faint smell of moldy old wood in the air, there was also an almost imperceptible smell of fresh blood.
The smell of blood was strongest when it was in the closet, and it should have been left by the puppet master.
"She's coming in too," someone whispered excitedly in the silent darkness, as if he had no intention of avoiding Lin Sanjiu at all. Such whispers, giggles, and even excited gasps have already
After walking with her for a long time, it felt like walking into a huge rat's nest, and the darkness was filled with rustling and uneasy noises.
She turned halfway from the inside of the cramped wardrobe and entered this deep passage. When she just walked in, those things in the darkness did not waste a second; but they were vague and chattering.
By the time the sound reached Lin Sanjiu's ears, there was only a faint shadow left, because Teacher Yi had already blocked most of her hearing.
It wasn't until those things finally gave up the attempt that Lin Sanjiu took control of his hearing again.
After knowing that there was indeed something in the darkness, she breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of unknown that could bring fear to people had gradually weakened, and was interrupted by rat-like noises and the sound of footsteps running not far away from time to time.
The cold skin that occasionally rubbed against her feet... was replaced.
The sneak attacks against Lin Sanjiu were piecemeal and endless. She found a hollow iron rod from the card library that she didn't know when she had collected it, and while tapping the ground to explore the way, she slowly moved forward.
Walking forward. After shouting "Bolwa!" for an unknown number of times, Lin Sanjiu's hand sank, and she suddenly felt that her iron rod was being held by someone.
She simply stopped moving and waited quietly.
If you don't pay attention, these attacks are indeed fatal; but as long as you pay a little attention, these attacks become annoying. Lin Sanjiu felt that his fingers were trembling slightly with the iron rod. It was obvious that there was a
Something heavy was climbing up along the stick, and in a blink of an eye, the trembling thing was about to touch her fingertips.
The [Protective Force Field] shone slightly on her fingertips. Although it was not enough to illuminate the surroundings, it was enough for her to suddenly backhand and grab the disc-like object; Lin Sanjiu held it tightly with one hand, like steel.
The pressure immediately crushed the slippery and soft thing. With a "chuck" sound, the thing exploded into pieces into the air.
Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes, resisted the urge to raise her hand to wipe her face, and threw the crushed mud ball behind her head. Judging from the sound, her throw was very accurate, just in time to hit the other person behind her.
An incoming object was knocked away.
She couldn't tell what these things were; but as Polva and Musin were evolutionaries who had experienced several worlds, they should not suffer big losses from such piecemeal attacks...
"Polva! Where are you?" Lin Sanjiu called again, her voice drifting far away in the darkness. This darkness was obviously also restricted by the external shape of the furniture; after calling several times in a row,
, she seemed to have walked into a closet, and the space suddenly became narrower, allowing her to walk forward sideways.
There was an inaudible sound as the iron rod hit something soft.
Lin Sanjiu stopped, felt the airflow around him with pure touch, and then poked again.
The sound when a hard object sinks into the flesh is weak but very special.
Although I still have too little consciousness to use it indiscriminately, there is no other way at the moment.
She thought for a while, and a stream of consciousness flowed through her arm quickly like blood, gathered towards her fingertips, and suddenly a white light appeared - different from the state of the protective shield with uniform force, when the [Protective Force Field
】When the local intensity reaches its maximum intensity, unstable light will appear, although only for a moment.
Polva's dull face flashed in the faint white light, and then disappeared into the darkness again along with the light.
Lin Sanjiu raised her head and stood in the darkness, stunned.
The face just now, she had to look up at her height, must be at least the outermost layers of the "Russian matryoshka doll"; Bolva seems to have put the body of the matryoshka doll back on. But his pair
The dry and dilated pupils turned gray with no sign of life in the flash of white light.
With trembling fingers, she hit Polva's feet a few times with the iron rod, but they all hit the closet. The puppeteer was not here.
This body should be another empty shell, right?
Lin Sanjiu prayed in her heart, slowly stretched out her hand, and pushed Bolva's body. Her fingers were still frozen in the air, and her heart gradually became cold.
She didn't push.
That body was so heavy that it was indeed the weight of a person. And the empty shell that Porva had shed was so light that it could even be used as a boat on the sea water--that is to say, that is to say--
After all, there is only a limit to what a person can bear.
Lin Sanjiu no longer cared that she was under the gaze of countless creatures, threw away the iron rod, and slid softly along the wall cabinet to the ground; she covered her face, and for a moment, nothing but the roaring sound in her ears
The sound of blood was almost invisible.
Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, so that after nearly a full second, she suddenly realized that something like a hand with five branches on the cabinet wall behind her was touching gently.
He raised it up, as if he was about to pat her shoulder sympathetically.
Lin Sanjiu's eyes immersed in the darkness suddenly became bloodshot. She rolled over and jumped up like a cheetah, grabbing the hollow iron rod; she couldn't see the "hand" at all, and she couldn't determine its precise position by mere touch -
- But she didn't even think about it at the moment.
In the blink of an eye, the iron rods had hit the cabinet wall as densely and quickly as raindrops; when she was furious and lost her mind, the force weighing more than a thousand kilograms seemed to break the entire passage.
Her head and feet seemed to be shaking. Several times, Lin Sanjiu vaguely felt that her hands seemed to have hit something, but her eyes were red with blood. Amidst a series of roars, she still continued to hit nearly
It took a minute to finally stop.
The thing had long turned into mud soup, half-flowing and half-sliding down the wall, making a "plop" sound. A certain liquid suddenly spread out, emitting an iron smell, and wet the soles of her shoes. Unlucky
It wasn't just that "hand" - she had hit so many things in her rage just now, and at this time there was only silence nearby.
"What else?" Lin Sanjiu twisted her head and shouted, "Whoever killed Bolwa, come out!"
There was another rustling in the darkness.
"that……"
Lin Sanjiu felt excited all over.
"Are you really Xiaojiu?" A timid, thin voice stammered from beside him. "Actually, it's a bit embarrassing to say that, I'm not dead."
Lin Sanjiu slowly turned her head towards Polva's body.
Even if she wasn't a fool, she still couldn't understand the current situation.
An indescribable noise from something gradually became clear on Polva's body.
She no longer cared about saving her consciousness. She raised her hand, and the light of the [Protective Force Field] jumped again; with that fleeting light, her eyes fell on Polva's body, and her vision flickered again.
The ground was dark. But the scene just now seemed to be imprinted on her retina: a gap opened at the waist of the corpse, revealing a fat, white face that was no bigger than a fist - it was too small.
No. Polva.
"I really don't know what to do," he said with a hint of frustration in his voice, "I can't carry someone on my back, and I'll lose a layer of matryoshka after walking a few steps... Look, I've only taken off this size.
I couldn't go any further, so I ran back to the first layer of my body and hid. As soon as I hid in, I heard someone calling me, it was really scary."
Lin Sanjiu opened her mouth half-open.
So why is the empty shell so heavy?
"I brought the puppet master in by the way," Polva made a thin scratching sound in the direction of her scalp, "Hey, don't look at him, he's so skinny."
After a pause, he became worried again: "Well, you are really a little drunk, right?"
