Escape Death Message [Infinite Stream]

He rolled and scrambled anxiously, bumping into the gentleman who was sitting neatly behind him.

Wu Wen couldn't care about bumping into someone or anything, the first thing he did when he got up was to look at the window again in horror.

Fortunately, that nightmare face disappeared.

Wu Wen exhaled a few breaths of foul air that was choked in his throat, and then lifted up the gentleman who was knocked down by him.

Mr. Wu Wen still kept his twinkling eyes open, and Wu Wen sighed softly. After looking at it for a while, he felt

The function of Mr.'s skin to purify the eyeballs is still very good

Yes, so I sat next to my husband, relying on him being confused now, admiring the beautiful skin of my husband wantonly.

But just staring and watching, even though Wu Wen was stimulated by a grimace outside, he was still terrified, but the drowsiness was like a cloud, accompanied by a lot of sweetness. The smell dissipated and came back together again, Wu Wen obviously strained his eyelids, but his eyes gradually became dull.

His upper and lower eyelids are slowly approaching, maybe he has already fallen asleep lightly.

Until I heard a rustling sound coming from the window.

Wu Wen winked fiercely, pinched himself, and lifted his weak head vigilantly.

He thought it was the ghost thing coming again, but to his surprise, there was Mr. standing by the window.

Ji Jisheng didn't know when he woke up and ran outside the hut, and now he was crawling from the window to the house in a strange posture, and he was almost able to enter the house, but suddenly stopped there for some reason, like It was blocked by something.

Wu Wen gave a weary laugh, maybe because he was confused, he didn't remember the embarrassment he had with his husband before, and he spoke to him: "Sir, you can come in through the door, why are you thinking of climbing through the window?"

The gentleman didn't speak, just stared at him.

Wu Wen scratched his head, his mind was as confused as a paste, "When did you wake up? Why do you think you have to go out under such heavy rain?"

The gentleman tilted his head, made a single sound, and then said in an indescribable tone: "I... can't... you... open... the door for... me...?"

Wu Wen already had a party in his mind, he nodded in a daze, and was about to walk towards the door.

However, his mind was dizzy, his footsteps began to be very sloppy, and the whole room was full of people who were pushed crookedly by him. When he didn't pay attention, he fell into another shit.

It was also this dog who ate shit, which made his drowsy mind "pop" like a hole was pierced by someone, and those drowsy and lethargic sleeping bugs were finally released a lot.

This time he lay down, he just happened to lie on the chest of the husband.

He saw clearly that what he was lying on was Mr.'s chest.

Then... who is that one outside?

The "sir" outside the house watched Wu Wen get up silently, and urged again: "Open...the door..."

Wu Wen was sober now that he couldn't wake up any more. He got up from Ji Jisheng, stared at the counterfeit outside for a while, and said, "Why don't you just come in through the window, why don't you come in?" Just a little bit."

"I... can't... open the door..." The impostor still said so.

Wu Wen carefully looked at the counterfeit's movements. The joints in his whole body seemed to be very stiff. Now he was twisting and trying to stretch his body into the room, but he was blocked by something invisible.

Wu Wen was sure that he was blocked from the outside, because the posture of the man swaying forward without falling into the window could explain everything.

But he still asked, "Why not?"

The impostor moved his pupils that belonged to Ji Jisheng stiffly, and the greed in his eyes could be seen at a glance. "Come in... go in... open the door... the door!"

"Stop talking, it's useless, I won't open the door for you." Wu Wen looked at the disgusting expression on the thing with Ji Jisheng's skin on it, "You are not Mr.

Wu Wen's words were like a switch, the counterfeit roared twice fiercely, startled Wu Wen, and then shook his body. He was fortunate enough to witness the whole process of his husband being "dissolved".

Swollen bubbles began to appear under the skin of the thing, and then burst open, exuding yellow-red pus. As soon as the pus gushed out of the burst skin, the human skin melted and turned into a yellow-white liquid Tick ​​tock flow down.

Disgusting and hideous.

Wu Wen retched a few times uncontrollably, acid water sprang up in his stomach, he urgently needed to wash his eyes, but because he witnessed the scene where his husband "melted", he didn't dare to stare at Ji Jisheng like before, it was uncomfortable Stomach cramping.

But after the thing completely took off the human skin, he finally understood that it was the grimace standing outside the window before, and the shadow area in his heart was too heavy, so it was impossible to forget it so quickly.

That thing didn't go away this time, it just pressed the weight of its whole body on the invisible barrier of the window, looking at Wu Wen with a ferocious face.

The barrier on the other side of the window blocked the ghost, but it couldn't stop the continuous blood from the ghost's body seeping inside.

Wu Wen could only drag his husband to a place away from the window to avoid getting the disgusting liquid.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and Wu Wen only felt more and more tired.

Every time he rescued himself from Duke Zhou, he would subconsciously look at that ghost to wake himself up.

He could clearly see that there was anger in the thing's eyes, but its excitement became more and more obvious.

The bloody water had a sweet smell, but it didn't stink unexpectedly, so Wu Wen just stayed away from those liquids with extremely poor visual perception, but ignored some other things.

He never thought that the smell of blood was wrong!

Why is there such a sweet smell!

And this smell... after smelling it too much, Wu Wen just feels dizzy

Swollen, like being stuffed with a ball of cotton.

The five o'clock bell had already struck, and a large puddle of blood had already accumulated in the room. Except for the gentleman and himself who had been moved to a distance by him, the rest of the people were more or less soaked in the strange blood. blood.

The sweetness was so strong that he almost drowned in it.

Wu Wen felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw it, and he understood why this thing couldn't get in.

Except that he specially opened the door for it to let him in, I am afraid that the ghost can only approach this hut when he is asleep.

He still remembered that when he first came in, he didn't feel too scared when he saw the weird scene where the players were falling apart, and felt strangely relaxed.

Judging from the sweetness of the blood, the ghost may have been wandering around the house since then, so at that time he smelled a faint sweetness, which could relax people's minds, but The more important effect is probably to induce sleep.

At that time, Wu Wen didn't notice much, and didn't notice any danger, so he was naturally fascinated. He took a nap for the first time, and then saw a magnified grimace.

Logically speaking, with his character, after being frightened like this, even with the influence of a faint sweet smell, it would be difficult for him to fall asleep unconsciously, but the problem is that the ghost dripped blood on the side of the window, making him The smell of drowsiness and drowsiness thus became stronger.

Then there was the experience of seeing a ghost after falling asleep for the second time. That thing cunningly pretended to be Mr. Wu Wen, who was sleepy, almost lost his mind and got possessed by his demon. At that time, most of its body was already able to walk into the window.

Wu Wen believed that if he had woken up later, he would have been torn to pieces and eaten by that ghost by now.

As for why he was so sure that he had to fall asleep to the ghost to enter the house, the distance of the ghost from the hut every time, and the number of times he fell asleep were just supplements.

More important tips were written on the question board early in the morning.

The hut is a stage, and his role is to play the little black man who stays up all night.

Then if he fails to resist sleepiness and falls asleep instead, his performance stage has failed.

And what is the result of failure?

As far as Wu Wen saw, the hideous ghost in front of him had already told him that there was only one end to failure, and that was death.

In the remaining less than an hour, the pool of blood slowly invaded the entire hut.

Wu Wen was so dazed that he had to resort to self-mutilation to stay awake.

Later, he accidentally leaned in front of his husband to take a breath of his own icy breath, and found that he was refreshed a lot, then buried his head in his neck as if he was saved, and spent the rest of the time leaning against him.

When the bell tower struck six times, the continuous sound of water ticking in Wu Wen's ears disappeared, and the huts and unwilling ghosts slowly dissipated like fireflies.

His arms were empty for a moment, and everyone in the hut also disappeared.

The sound of the clock tower knocking was accompanied by the whirlwind he had experienced before, and he pressed his dizzy head hard.

Looking around, he was surrounded by darkness like he had ever seen before, with bare lights cast on the very center of the stage, but this time, he was sitting in the auditorium, and the sleepiness that was about to overwhelm his consciousness was gone.

He is back.

Does this mean that his party is complete?

He turned his head and saw the first player who came up when he came up to the stage.

There was a hint of joy on Wu Wen's face. Being forced to stay in the thatched hut and needing to worry about that grimace appearing all the time was really exhausting, so seeing his compatriots again, Wu Wen was quite happy and wanted to say hello to him .

But the man's eyes were cold and full of malice, staring at Wu Wen with strong dissatisfaction.

Wu Wen was blocked by the undisguised displeasure in the eyes, and the joy was completely extinguished, so he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

He was silent, but then suddenly there was a scream from behind him.

Wu Wen immediately looked back, only to find that there was still a dark place in the middle, but now it can be seen, and the audience was densely packed, and the shouts came from the mouths of these people.

Flashing light sticks and floodlights lit up the deep darkness, and just like any other show, those "fans" were shouting for their beloved idol to appear on stage.

Wu Wen could see that under the bare lights on the stage, a dazed man appeared, and the clothes on his body were stained with a lot of blood. Look at the location and Wu Wen's memory of this man's blood when he was in the hut. same location.

Wu Wen twitched his lips. He had previously suspected that the players in the hut were his hallucinations. Now it seems that those players really played in his play out of friendship.

But yeah, he explicitly mentions in that scene that it's "nine little niggers staying up late."

The man blinked, looked left and right for a while in panic, and then met Wu Wen's gaze.

The fans yelled more enthusiastically, but the man didn't seem to hear it, he just looked at him and another player sitting next to the fencing in confusion, and then suddenly the stage changed.

It was the same as what he had experienced before, except that Wu Wen was now a bystander, seeing how a small city suddenly appeared on the stage out of thin air. I have to say that he was not the one who experienced this personally, and he lost the sense of panic. He found the effect quite shocking.

The player stayed for a while, watching the scene around him change, and then subconsciously began to look for something in the direction of the auditorium just now.

His eyes swept over and over at Wu Wen's side, but his pupils were still out of focus.

Wu Wen finally understood that this person was the same as he was just now. Before the performance, he could still see the lifting board and the players who had completed the performance, but after the stage officially started, he couldn't see anything.