The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 856 Who Ate My Brain 32
This is a hopeless world, flying sand and rocks are extremely desolate, there are all kinds of vicious curses roaring from time to time, the black dead tree like a devil's finger is getting more and more gloomy, as if it will wake up from silence in the next second, swaying its tentacled branches Let out a crazy laugh.

The four figures hidden in black cloaks had obviously made their decision. They did not run away, and they were floating in the air. With the rain clouds getting lower and lower and covering the sky, it became even more weird.

Siru drifted in the tunnel for a long time.

She is also very helpless.

Those photos that were originally in order suddenly seemed to be out of control and were thrown at her, turning into a hidden poker weapon in the hand of the God of Gamblers.

She hides!

Dodgeball!
But there were too many photos and they were so densely packed that Siru was worried that she would be overwhelmed. In the end, she had no choice but to cut through the mess quickly.

She, beheaded.

The light green spiritual power turned into a huge sharp guillotine, the snow-white knife edge glowed with blue light, spending energy to avoid those murderous photos, or directly coming at them, it is better to destroy them all.

For problems that can be solved with violence, Siru doesn't want to waste brain cells.

Yep.

Photos, broken into pieces.

Scenes of the ongoing plots were broken and scattered into countless star points and disappeared in the dark passage. The picture was very beautiful.

Siru seemed to be in the Milky Way.

Meng Heping's head hurt. Her eyes suddenly opened. She grabbed her phone and checked the time. Instead of getting up, she opened a video website. Her eyes were blank and her fingers were swiping aimlessly on the homepage. In a few minutes, her His eyes never moved once.

All are popular dramas and variety shows.

Meng Heping found a drama that was discontinued some time ago, it was about spy wars, she blinked, and started watching it.

After sleeping for half an hour, she recovered a lot.

Of course, she thought so.

Meng Heping's eyes seemed to be glued to the TV screen.

But if someone asked her what she was playing, she would just move her eyes slowly and blankly, like a robot.

"what?"

Yes.

Symptoms left behind after being invaded by the evil cloak.

The plot continues.

"Wow... zzz... zzz..."

The TV show that was originally showing turned completely black after a few flashes.

Meng Heping came to her senses and hurriedly poked at the video with her finger.

no response.

She quit and started playing again, only to find that the TV series was no longer there.

Can't find anything.

Throwing the phone aside angrily.

"What a broken website, you can't even catch up with a drama, rubbish!"

Turn on the TV again.

Anyway, I can always tune into a station with dramas.

But the strange thing is that every few minutes of watching, everything turns into snowflakes. After half an hour, there is not even a station to watch.

groove!
Meng Heping found the complaint phone number online.

"Hey, is it a TV station? What's going on with you..."

The TV station was also helpless.

The face is bitter.

"...I'm sorry...the recent rectification...please forgive me."

if not?
Say they don't know why it happened like this?Will be beaten.

I was still drinking coffee and having some snacks at leisure, but I received a call, asking why all the channels had no signal.

Then, the second pass, the third pass...

Anyway, those who can get through the phone now are the lucky ones who are loved by God.

Technicians are working on it.

Meng Heping didn't watch any dramas, and she was so irritable that she couldn't watch anything.

dislike; despise.

She walked back and forth in the house, and when she was tired, she curled up on the sofa. No matter how she changed her position, she felt uncomfortable. It was like there was a big hole in her heart that could not be filled no matter what. It even felt like it was going to swallow her up. She Rapid heartbeat and difficulty breathing.

Yep.

It's addiction.

"what!!!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

Meng Heping jumped up from the sofa violently and kept pulling her hair. Her face was yellow and ferocious, and she was rolling around.

The baby downstairs was nursing her baby. The baby, who was about to fall asleep, was startled by the roar and started to cry loudly. The young mother was already exhausted and the anger in her heart was uncontrollable.

"Is there anyone sick upstairs? If you can't bear it, go die!"

But Meng Heping heard it like a fool, her eyes were wide open, and the pupils were bloodshot, and those bloodshots were densely covered, covering the whites of the eyes.

"Impossible, impossible..."

"I'm sure I can find a good drama... I'm sure I can..."

Of course, there are countless people with the same symptoms as Meng Heping at this time.

Madness.

Even if I went to the hospital, I couldn't help it.

The only way is to continue to follow the drama, or quit it forcibly.

The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turn around...

It is still a boundless sea of ​​suffering.

Si is like a guillotine glowing with blue light, killing all directions, and the photos with hidden murderous intentions approaching from the black passageway will be shattered into pieces when they hit the guillotine, she rushed forward quickly and without hesitation.

Yep.

The photos gradually became less and less.

In the end, the passage returned to calm.

It was dark, and there seemed to be a little firefly in the dark passage.

That is Siru.

I don't know how far forward, the passage gradually became clearer, and things like black and white chess pieces appeared on both sides of the wall. Siru took a closer look and was speechless. It turned out to be curse words.

Yep.

The black air is blurry.

Exudes malice.

"You're a trash, you're a trash!"

"The mentally handicapped should hide in the house and cry, don't come out and pollute the air!"

"Brain disabled patients, please go this way, you are welcome in the mental hospital."

"Die idiot!"

……

Siru read them one by one, and wondered who had the ability to write these cursing words on the wall. She scratched and couldn't get it off.

is the idea.

As he moved forward, he even heard the sound of cursing.

Siru stopped in front of a wall and pressed her palms gently against the wall.

Suddenly...

This is on the street.

It was still dark, and the street lights flickered dimly for a few times before turning off completely. The garbage station on the roadside gave off a strong sour smell. Only mice were rummaging around in it, and occasionally a few cats meowed.

A figure suddenly appeared around the corner.

The night is dark.

I can only vaguely see a rough outline of a man, holding a child in his arms, quickly walked to the garbage station, threw the child away, wiped his eyes, and finally bit his lip and said decisively, "Who made you a fool?" Well, who made your life bad?"

Left without looking back.

In the darkness, a thinly dressed boy lay in the smelly garbage dump waiting for dawn.

Will it be light?

Will do.

But for some people, the world is always dark.

No hope.

The next day someone found a little boy lying in the garbage station.

Very poor.

Lying in the stinking garbage, he stared blankly at the onlookers.

He was drooling and smirking, seemingly completely unaware of his situation.

No one wants to adopt a fool.

The brain-disabled boy was not sent to an orphanage. He was helpless, had no relatives, and had no self. He became a toy for some people. If he could not fight back, he would be the best way to vent his anger.

"Fool!"

"Fool……"

(End of this chapter)