I have a cub that escapes the boss

Following the words of "Mr. Moulton", the oriental beauty gradually calmed down, and seemed to believe the words of the "husband" in front of her.

But Ji Hanchuan saw it in his eyes, and besides his intuition of danger, he had a more special feeling.

He still felt that "Mr. Moulton"—including the piece of meat behind him, including other game creatures that were apparently about to be engulfed by some kind of "collective will"—was the core of the game.But in this environment, the other party's attitude towards Mrs. Moulton is really worthy of scrutiny.

Thinking of this, Ji Hanchuan squeezed the sheepskin notebook in his hand.

He considered: Should I go over, or find a way to get her to come over?

According to the way several maids were "extended", Ji Hanchuan believes that this is a reminder, a clear indication, telling the player what should be done to "wake up" Mrs. Moulton.Counting the time, it's at least one o'clock in the morning.The night is still long, and although it is difficult to leave, we still have to find a way.

Ji Hanchuan laughed loudly, "Dear Madam, if Owen has nothing to do right now, but you give up on him, won't you really feel sad in the future?"

The oriental beauty, who had already calmed down and wanted her husband to continue dealing with the man in front of her, hesitated slightly and looked at her husband.

"Mr. Moulton" frowned secretly, and the piece of meat began to move slowly and unobtrusively, but it still seemed to be afraid of the fire.When he realized this, Ji Hanchuan reached into his pocket and touched a piece of cloth inside.It was soaked in a lot of oil and wrapped in the bullets he left behind.The rifle has been returned, and the items are still there.

He can create a small explosion.

Ji Hanchuan thought.

At the same time, also consider: Will there be such a difference because there is only one player in this game?

He backed away slowly while exchanging words with "Mr. Moulton".

Seeing this, the monster with human skin sneered, thinking that Ji Hanchuan wanted to escape.But he has already missed the best opportunity, or in other words, even with the help of the maids, he would not have been able to leave, but would have been swallowed and assimilated by the meat.At this moment, it is even more impossible for him to run again.

The only embarrassing thing is the girl with black hair and black eyes next to her.She always looked worried and spoke softly, asking "Mr. Moulton" why they didn't take Owen with them when they came down to the dungeon.During the speech, a vague shadow seemed to appear in Mrs. Moulton's mind.She smiled and thought, yes, Owen, that's a lovely kid.He was rounder than the average kid, chubby, but very smart.Like himself and her husband, he likes to read and study.The husband even hired a tutor for him to teach him the language of his own country.In just a few days, Owen-

Ji Hanchuan retreated out of sight of the game creatures.

Behind him, there is a wriggling piece of meat blocking the steps, and there are dense worms on it.Ji Hanchuan was in it, the only "normal" appearance in the worm nest.

Ning Ning looked through all obstacles, and together with Shao You, looked at him.

They thought silently: Han Chuan——

Hanchuan's father...

All the key props to end the game have been obtained.

He must be able to escape smoothly!

Although the person disappeared from sight, the annoying voice was still there. In the midst of the crawling insects, Ji Hanchuan had to pay extra attention to identify the movements of "Mr. Moulton" speaking to the oriental beauty.The other party said, "Yes, Owen is indeed a good boy." His voice was gentle and low, as if it had some kind of spell attached, "It's just as you think of it now."

Mrs. Moulton murmured, "I remember..."

"He is a boy who likes to eat and always eats himself until his belly is full." The guy smiled and said, "Although I told him not to be so greedy, he is always disobedient, which is really a headache."

"Headache." The oriental beauty repeated.

"Mr. Moulton" wanted to say something more, so as to stabilize the status quo, when he heard a cool voice, mockingly, said: "You mean the one upstairs who is limping, thin, walking Does it look like an ugly monster with no flesh at all?"

Following his words, the chunks of flesh behind him began to surge, and the swarm of insects approached!

Ji Hanchuan chuckled, turned around to look at those bugs, and smiled.

"Mr. Moulton" suddenly felt dangerous.

The Oriental beauty was once again stunned by Ji Hanchuan's words.She looked around, but the pictures around her were always different.For a moment, it was dark, and it was impossible to see what it was, standing around her and sticking to the wall.It was an ordinary dungeon for a while, and there were familiar people...

"what--!!!"

She covered her forehead.

After sketching the picture Ji Hanchuan said in his mind, Mrs. Moulton's head hurt like a needle.She blinked her eyes and seemed to see a coffin appearing in front of her eyes.Mrs. Moulton was stunned, thinking: How could there be a coffin here?

She repeated what her "husband" had said earlier in her mind.Little boys who were adopted, robbers who broke into their homes, and people who were forced into dungeons.There are always strange sounds in my ears, as if something thin and dense is crawling.

Everything around him was deadlocked, and there seemed to be a smell of something being burned in the nostrils. "Crackling", the beetle's shell was burned and exploded.Ji Hanchuan didn't expect that the effect of the fire attack was really good.He used half of the bullet in his hand, and then lit the pistol, which turned into a sea of ​​flames in front of him.The problem is, some of them are too good to be true.He frowned, and stepped down the steps with a "thud, thud, thud", the clothes behind him were almost burned by the flames.But at this time, a gust of cool wind blew from nowhere, gently pushed Ji Hanchuan, and weakened the fire slightly, giving Ji Hanchuan room to leave.

He originally thought it was Ning Ning.

However, when he reached the bottom of the steps and the flames spread over, Ji Hanchuan saw that Ning Ning was still beside Anna.At this moment, Anna lowered her head, her body almost touching the ground.Outside of the hair and dress, it is completely invisible, but there is actually a "figure" here.

Ji Hanchuan glanced briefly, and then her figure was submerged by the flames chasing after her.

And at this time, the thin strand of hair that was braided into a ring fell from his hand, and was quickly submerged by the swarm of insects.

Ji Hanchuan's heart skipped a beat and he remembered: It's Vera.

This is Villa's last help to the player.

In the light of the fire, Mrs. Moulton's forehead hurt even more. "Mr. Moulton" was irritated, and his body twitched. Write it down, because the oriental beauty is not looking this way at this moment, his neck, side, those fleshy lumps that were gathered into the body almost broke free again.

Mrs. Moulton murmured, "I smell something strange..."

Ji Hanchuan observed her and interrupted before the monster. While continuing to think about why she was so important, he said, "Maybe my subordinates still set fire to burn this place down."

Instead, he accepted the script from "Mr. Moulton".But then, it was not the monster's turn to say anything, only Ji Hanchuan was left to play freely.He silently said: Human beings cannot defeat demons.

The beetle rushed towards him, crawled up Ji Hanchuan's pants and onto his body.There were more, too, to fill the flames behind her.

The piece of meat was completely impatient, and fell towards him, even with flames on it.Ji Hanchuan's arm was burned, and a string of blisters quickly formed on it, which made him look hideous, and Ji Hanchuan frowned slightly.Ning Ning was worried, thinking: Han Chuan's father must be in pain!

For humans, burns are indeed a painful thing.Taking advantage of this, Ji Hanchuan quickly reversed his position, and said succinctly: "Madam, I have never hurt anyone before, and I was forced to become a robber. As you can see, they don't care about my life or death."

Mrs. Moulton hesitated.

During this brief gap, the fire burned bigger and bigger.Ji Hanchuan approached her, every step he took was very hard.The game creature next to it tried to stop it, but the piece of meat could hardly resist the flames.Ji Hanchuan muttered in his heart, this is actually very strange——

But forget it.

Although he couldn't see the outside, but in Ji Hanchuan's mind, the entire manor might not be spared.In this way, a mere fire in the basement is really nothing to the monster itself.

Mrs. Moulton asked: "Really?"

Ji Hanchuan looked at her, the flames burned his hair.He smelled the smell of burning protein, and the smoke was billowing, piercing his eyes and weeping.

This is neither broken nor built.

Without that fire, he would have been engulfed by chunks of meat and insect swarms on the way here.Now, even though he was burned, he still hugged and carefully protected the sheepskin book in his hand.Ji Hanchuan thought mockingly: I don't know if it will be useful.

I was silent again, thinking: It will still be useful.After all, Shaoyou and Ningning...

He is so confident.

There was too much smoke, Ji Hanchuan coughed twice and covered his mouth and nose with one hand.This hardly works, but Mrs. Moulton in front of her doesn't seem to be affected by the environment at all.

But she hesitated and said, "Yes, the smell is very strong, we have to go up."

With her words, the flames seemed to become smaller.Mrs. Moulton was silent for a moment, then repeated: "We have to go up."

Following her words, the piece of meat actually opened up a passage in front of the two of them.

The oriental beauty looked left and right, looking for her husband.

Her memory was very confused, and now she said confusedly: "Honey—where are you?"

The monster wrapped in flames responded behind her, "Honey, let's go up together."

Then, the pieces of meat began to be divided.They parted out the parts that weren't seared, a decision that obviously made the cut of meat a lot less overall. "Mr. Moulton" reappeared, fully dressed, and took his wife's arm.Mrs. Moulton smiled and began to walk up.She said softly, as if complaining: "Don't let me not find you."

Seeing her like this, Ji Hanchuan thought she had forgotten himself.The chunks of meat rushed over again, wrapping around Ji Hanchuan's calf, trying to climb up.This time, his back also started to ache.The strong burning sensation made Ji Hanchuan almost numb, he knew that his appearance at the moment must be horrible.In a short period of time, countless places on his body were burned, and he might not live long.

but.

Ji Hanchuan looked at the parchment in his hand that had never, ever been scorched by the flames.

His consciousness was a little fuzzy, and it took him a while to think: In fact, I still didn't protect it.But it doesn't matter, it seems that this thing doesn't need my "protection".

With this thought in mind, Ji Hanchuan instantly became calmer.He called out: "Mrs. Moulton—"

"what."

The oriental beauty's chaotic brain remembered something and turned her head.Ji Hanchuan looked at her pupils, shining in the flames, he described himself as embarrassed, with large burns on his skin, even scorched.But in the eyes of the Oriental beauty, he was still just standing in an ordinary open space, with a little candle lighted beside him, and Ji Hanchuan didn't even see the shadow of the sarcophagus in it.His heart moved.

"Let's go." The Oriental Beauty urged.

After her words, the lumps of flesh that wrapped around Ji Hanchuan's legs loosened a lot.Ji Hanchuan raised his legs, relying entirely on his support.He thought silently: I want to go out.

He can go out!

He walked down a long corridor of flames, dazed, and almost fell to the ground when he reached the last step.

But no.

it's not finished yet!

Only "Mr. Moulton", his wife, and Ji Hanchuan appeared in the bedroom on the third floor.Looking at Ji Hanchuan's state, the corners of "Mr. Moulton" raised his lips, revealing a malicious smile.He opened his mouth silently, wanting to speak to Ji Hanchuan.But before that, Mrs. Moulton asked: "Why is there no one here?"

She asked, "Where's the kidnapped child you mentioned earlier?"

"Mr. Moulton" fell silent.

He said slowly, "I have to ask Mr. Han about this..."

On the steps behind them, on the walls on both sides, there were still many, many, countless beetles.

Ji Hanchuan managed to find a table to lean on.He almost fainted, but the more severe pain could wake him up.He sneered and said, "How is the child, shouldn't I ask you!"

"Mr. Moulton" was taken aback.

Ji Hanchuan said: "Ma'am," he turned to the girl next to him, his voice was weak, with a trace of dying, "You brought me up, you saved me, so I must tell you."

His tone was very weak, and in the end only breath sounds remained.

It's not acting on purpose.

In Ji Hanchuan's brain, there is a region that clearly knows: you are playing off.

Although he came up, he might still be dying.

The sound of a pendulum seemed to be heard again.There was silence outside the window, with the patter of rain.Ji Hanchuan thought silently: You have to persist for another sixteen hours or so.

Ji Hanchuan didn't have the energy to talk too much.He just leaned there, smiled miserably, and said to Mrs. Moulton: "Madam, please come here."

"This is……"

The oriental beauty hesitated.

Ji Hanchuan said softly, "I have a letter in my hand."

Mrs. Moulton opened her eyes wide.

Ji Hanchuan said: "It was 'he' who wrote to..."

He didn't even finish the sentence.

Ji Hanchuan's body shook, and with a "boom", he fell to the ground.

The beetle on the ground crawled to one side, then turned back, and climbed onto Ji Hanchuan's body.

Ning Ning opened her eyes wide, watching this scene.

And the oriental beauty glanced left and right, hesitated, and said to her "husband", "I think I should go and have a look."

"Mr. Moulton" frowned.

He tried his best to be gentle and said, "Why bother watching? The remaining robbers don't know where they are. We need to find a safe place. By the way, there is Owen."

"Mr. Moulton" is brought up again.

He said, "Owen is waiting for you and me to rescue him."

Mrs. Moulton was in a daze: "Owen?"

"Correct."

The Oriental beauty listened, but another picture appeared in her mind.How strange, she thought in bewilderment.Although the Owen that my dear told me, the Owen in my head, is exactly what I want my child to be.He doesn't have to be a very good looking boy, he can even have some flaws in appearance.But he needs to be smart, honest, naughty and willful that only belong to children.The most important thing is that he should be very similar to me and my dear, romantic and delicate.When you grow up, you also need to learn what you need to know as the heir to the estate.

He is a child born with a golden spoon in his mouth and shouldn't...

Shouldn't what?

"Honey!"

"Mr. Moulton" took the hand of the Oriental Beauty.

But she ignored it, still hesitant and confused, a lame, wobbly, dirty child wrapped in a large cloth appeared in her mind.

He was born with deformities, and he must have been possessed by demons in such a terrible appearance.Mrs. Moulton thought that she must not wish to have such a child.But since there is one, it is her child!

She blinked, and unconscious tears fell from her eyes.

The oriental beauty walked forward.

With her footsteps, the whole manor began to tremble.Downstairs, the huge oil painting cracked, but inside was not a wall, but a huge hole like an eye.The pieces of meat began to crawl inside, silently and quickly.

Only "Mr. Moulton" was left, still on the third floor.

The tulip that was slapped by Yu was a little wilted at first, but at this moment, it seemed to have returned to the beauty of the past.The clouds were blown away by the wind, and the clear moon shone down, covering the manor like a living thing.

Mrs. Moulton walked to Ji Hanchuan's side.

She did not look at the fallen man.This does not contain any emotion, does not mean she is pity, or disgust.She just didn't look at it, and squatted down, focusing on the parchment in the man's hand.

At this time, behind the Oriental beauty, "Mr. Moulton" looked at everything indifferently.

The bug tide is receding.

Among them, some were brought back into the darkness behind the portrait by the lump of meat, and some crawled out of the window, deep into the soil.

Mrs. Moulton hesitated, and as if she was talking to herself, she made up her mind: "I don't believe my dear."

Her voice is also very pleasant, falling in the manor.

Her thin white fingers touched the parchment little by little.

Is there something recorded in it?

Will my husband have anything to do with the "robber"?

Mrs. Moulton's head was bewildered, but she tried to think.After going upstairs, the patterns in front of her eyes were no longer flickering, there was no shadow of the sarcophagus that appeared from time to time, and there was no such burnt smell.Now, the window next to it was blown open by the wind with a "boom", and the rain outside fell into the house.The slender fingers pointed at the sheepskin cover, and Mrs. Moulton originally felt that she needed to open it and find something inside.letters, or whatever.

She is not very clear.But if you pay attention, you can always find it.

With this in mind, Mrs. Moulton's finger touched it.

A dazzling light illuminated every corner of the bedroom.

Mrs. Moulton heard a cry of pain.Her fingers trembled, and she subconsciously thought it was a bandit of unknown origin who had fallen to the ground.Unexpectedly, however, the light fell on the robber, which seemed to be a kind of treatment.The horrific burn marks were starting to disappear—no, not disappearing, just "getting better."Even so, it was enough to make the oriental beauty widen her eyes and reveal her incredulous gaze.

after this.

She remembered something and turned around.

The back is empty, only a trail of ashes is left, blown by the wind from outside, all the way out, and melted into the rain.

On the first floor, the darkness behind the huge oil painting began to slowly change after the pieces of meat were filled in, becoming an ordinary wall.The oriental beauty was puzzled, lowered her head, and looked at the parchment in front of her.

The sheepskin fell off the book, revealing the bits and pieces inside.She saw a pocket watch, a letter, and a piece of sackcloth that seemed to have been written with charcoal.She didn't look carefully, but paid more attention to the outer piece of sheepskin.

——This is exactly the piece of sheepskin that Ji Hanchuan found in the study on the second floor!

Only that night, he sewed it on to his notebook.In the daytime, he told the housekeeper and Owen openly that he had sprinkled ink on the cover of the parchment and washed it with water, but the marks could not be removed.

The housekeeper and Owen accepted Ji Hanchuan's excuse.They didn't realize at all that the governess had been secretly hiding under their noses.In the deepest part of the night, the lump of meat might climb out of that dark space and look at the things inside.The sheepskin that was originally used to wrap the notepad was rolled up by Ji Hanchuan and placed inside. It became a fake that was not perfect but had never been discovered after all.

When Ji Hanchuan opened his eyes, he heard soft crying.

He was cautious, didn't open his eyes at first, but felt his body a little bit.Just a little movement, and it hurts heart-piercingly.But this kind of pain didn't make Ji Hanchuan feel bad, but it was more comforting.He was still alive, wounded, but only had ten more hours to go.

A light shone on his face.

The crying became softer, like a feather, piercing into Ji Hanchuan's ears.

Did he sit up anyway and look around.Seeing the girl sitting on the bed, her black hair fell down and fell on her shoulders.She was crying, crying for her dead husband, her dead child.Many years ago, she set foot on the continent of Europa and attracted the coveted eyes of demons. In the end, she ruined her family, killed her husband, and lost her children.

At first she didn't know what it was that she gave birth to.Owen was a handsome boy, but at night his little feet turned into sheep's hooves, and his fleshy body was bony.She began to fall ill, and her husband embarked on a journey of no return in order to save her.In the end, the manor completely fell into the hands of the devil.

She was crying, crying, Ji Hanchuan stood up unsteadily, and looked out the window.

He narrowed his eyes and thought: The rain has stopped.

No.11 Volume Ⅺ The City That Never Sleeps