Escape Death Message [Infinite Stream]

It was raining heavily outside, and there were thunderstorms one after another. The heat on the ground was washed away by the rain, and the room was very stuffy.

Wu Wen was very hungry, and couldn't sleep even more.

After the last instance, he only had three compressed biscuits left. Now that he has shared one with his husband, there are only two left.If he continues to be hungry like this, he doesn't know if he will be so hungry that his hands and feet will be weak and his strength will be weak.

"Don't think too much." The gentleman who was next to him hadn't spoken at all, perhaps because he noticed that he had been tossing and turning on the bed, he suddenly said something.

Wu Wen felt embarrassed, probably because he kept moving around and disturbed his husband's sleep.But at this time, there was a flash of lightning outside that illuminated the whole room, and then there was a "rumbling" thunder, which drowned out his words "sorry".

He sighed, lying on his back like Mr., forcing himself to fall asleep.

The thunder stopped in the middle of the night, but the pouring rain continued.

Wu Wen fell asleep when he heard a faint sound.

At first he thought it was a dream, or an auditory hallucination, otherwise no one would sing outside in the middle of the night...

But gradually, the voice grew louder and he could hear it more clearly.

After the voice became louder, Wu Wen realized that the man was not singing, but talking and singing in tune.

Hearing the voice, he reckoned that it should be a man of some age.

He listened with his ears up for a while, and realized that he was telling a story about Yue Fei.He was chanting how Yue Fei was falsely accused of treason by the treacherous official Qin Hui and then tortured severely, and finally sentenced to death in Dali Temple in Lin'an on trumped-up charges.

The voice was still singing the book, and the story was told again, but this time the tone became more mournful, and the voice was louder and closer. If you carefully distinguish it, you will feel... as if... the singing book people, right in their room...

Could it be that the craftsman who was killed will come to trouble them tonight because they touched some kind of restriction today?

Thinking of this, he began to tremble, and then moved towards the husband in a useless manner.

At this time, the thunder that had stopped in the middle of the night sounded again, which made Wu Wen sweat coldly on his forehead.

After a few muffled thunders, the white and miserable lightning flashed across the sky again.

This time the lightning illuminated the entire Luofeng Village, and it also allowed Wu Wen to finally see clearly what kind of "person" was that singing.

He could see the silhouette of the "person" outside cast on his paper window, which was clearly exactly the same as the silhouette of the salesman he saw in the shadow puppet show that day!

Sure enough, the craftsman came here!

Wu Wen hurriedly pushed Mr.

In fact, it was impossible for Ji Jisheng to fall asleep while someone was singing so loudly. He also saw the silhouette on the window, but he was very calm.

The two turned over and got out of bed, and stood leaning against each other in the room.

They can only stay in the house so awkwardly, after all, no one can guarantee that the shadow outside will not open the door and kill them when they rush out.

Then the lightning came again.

The shadow singing the script turned around in the dazzling white light, and mechanically stretched its hand in through the gap in the window.

Seeing the silhouette turn over, it's like a piece of paper has been turned over, Wu Wen can be sure that the person outside is the shadow man of the peddler... and... the hand that came in from the window is only a flat shadow puppet appearance…

After the hand reached in, the short-lived light disappeared again, and there was a large area of ​​darkness in front of my eyes, and the deafening thunder.

In this claustrophobic and dark room, the sense of fear that life safety was seriously threatened fermented again.

Wu Wen forced himself to calm down...but besides calming himself down, he didn't know what to do to save them from this prison...

After the thunder passed, the interrupted singing came again, but it was more vicious and frightening...

Mr. patted him on the back, and asked him in this weird rap, "When did you hear someone outside singing this?"

Wu Wen knew that Mr. must have made some important discovery, so he thought carefully, "It was about an hour ago."

"Did the lightning and thunder outside stop by then?"

"...yes..." He didn't quite understand why the gentleman asked this.

"Okay. So the first time we saw the shadow was at the moment when the lightning flashed." The gentleman's voice was very calm, and Wu Wen's anxious heart was infected and he was no longer so tense.

"I know what we should do..." Mr. said the first half of the sentence, but the second half was covered by the sudden thunder.

Lightning appeared again unexpectedly, and Wu Wen saw that the thin piece of parchment protruding from the edge of the window was still in its original position, but at the moment the light appeared, it began to quickly penetrate into the room.

"Wu Wen, hurry up and get the matches." The gentleman reminded suddenly, and walked towards the window by himself.

Wu Wen suddenly realized, he glanced at Mr. worriedly, gritted his teeth and ran out.

The match was on the dining table outside, next to his shadow puppet.

Even though his scalp was numb, he knew that he had to get that thing now, otherwise he would turn into a corpse if he kept it today.

The lightning flashed for a short time, and Wu Wen knew that he had to get it quickly while it was still visible this time.

The whole house was shrouded in this ghastly white, and the match was lying quietly beside his shadow man.

He didn't waste any time, and he didn't dare to get entangled. He reached out and grabbed the match, but his hand was hugged.

Wu Wen saw it and knew it was his shadow man...

Now clinging tightly to his wrist, it moves spontaneously even when no one is fiddling with the wooden stick behind it...

He tried to tear it off, but he tried several times without success.

He was actually terrified in his heart, but Mr. was still in the room with the shadow puppet of the craftsman who was coming for revenge... so he could only leave it alone, pretending that he was a container without feeling, and quickly ran back to the room .

At this time, the gentleman, because he didn't have a weapon near him, was kicking the shadow man trying to get into the house with his feet, smashing the window.

"The oil lamp is by the bed." The husband told him immediately when he saw him coming in.

Wu Wen hurriedly found the oil lamp again.

He lit the match and was about to light the oil lamp. At this moment, the shadow puppet on his other wrist suddenly wiped a bloodstain on his hand. Wu Wen felt so painful that he almost missed the match and let it fall to the ground...

But luckily, he steadied himself and lit the match.

When the fire light lit up in an instant, the strange yellow shadow man suddenly disappeared under the attack of the light.

And the shadow man on his wrist also fell lightly to the ground as if he had lost his soul.

He hurriedly took the oil lamp to see the situation of the husband.

Fortunately, sir is still fine, even though he faced this terrifying scene by himself just now and lost a lot of physical strength fighting with the shadow man, his expression was still as motionless as a mountain.

Only then did Wu Wen let out a sigh of relief...

"Are you okay?" Ji Jisheng was more concerned about Wu Wen's situation than himself, even though his own situation just now was much more dangerous than Wu Wen's.

"I'm fine..." Wu Wen pulled Ji Jisheng nervously to see if there were any wounds on his body, and he was very afraid, "It's you, sir, if you are not good enough, I'm afraid that thing will cut you up It's a piece of meat."

The window, which was made of thick wood as a pillar, was kicked to pieces by Ji Thief, which shows how strong he is, and how dire the situation just now is...

"Don't worry about me." Ji Jisheng frowned, and picked up the puppet that fell on the ground. The puppet was still stained with Wu Wen's blood, "It would be better to treat your wound."

"Hmm..." Wu Wen agreed, but he didn't move. He really wasn't in the mood to care about this little injury right now.

The husband understood his feelings, so he didn't persuade him any more.

Because the window was kicked to pieces, Ji Jisheng simply took a quilt from the bed and covered the window to prevent the rain from drifting in. Their bed was next to the window, and if they got wet, there would be no place to sleep. up.

Wu Wen saw that his husband was busy, but his hands and feet were still trembling, and he didn't have much energy to help.

"It's a good thing you found out quickly, sir, otherwise we'd be finished..." Wu Wen trembled slightly, he felt very strange... He was obviously never so scared even when Hu Ying was pinching his neck like that, but This time he was really shocked...but...why?

Mr. has already blocked the windows and is cleaning up the wood slag on the bed. When he heard his words, he turned around and stared at him seriously, and said, "Why are you underestimating yourself, Wu Wen? Isn't it because we two cooperated so well?" good?"

He didn't know how to respond to Mr.'s words, so he could only grunt as a reply.

So the husband quickly rearranged the bed, took him to the bed and sat down to talk to him, "If you didn't dare to act just now because of fear, or if you didn't understand what I asked you to light the oil lamp with matches, Even if you run a little slower, it is impossible for us to sit and talk as well as we do now."

"I know..." He hung his head, "I'm just worried..."

The gentleman looked straight at him, his eyes were originally deep black, but now there were waves, "I'm worried that you have already said that."

"I..." Wu Wen felt a sour taste in his heart, and he didn't know how to describe this sudden emotion. In fact, if he was alone, he wouldn't be so scared... But just now I saw Mr., so powerful One of my friends, when he desperately fought against the shadow man to buy him time to light the oil lamp, he felt very sad and panicked...

He was really afraid that he would make some mistakes and harm Mr.

The gentleman sighed and straightened his shoulders, "Wu Wen, I am very strong, and you are also a very strong person, so we will not have any accidents. You don't have to feel guilty for taking a relatively large risk on my own initiative." , because this is what I want, do you understand?"

"I understand, but..."

"No but." Mr. interrupted him, "If you keep talking like this, I will think you like me."

...Wu Wen's sentimental mood was interrupted...

He rubbed his nose, turned around in embarrassment, and began to talk about serious topics, "That... so the key to cracking the shadow man's killing tonight is the oil lamp. It was the same before... Old man Wang asked us to find someone who lit the lamp to stay. There is a reason for fear."