Daily life of civil servants in the prefectural government

The sound of running water was heard in the darkness, and Su Xiyan and Cui Zhao walked slowly along the passage arm in arm.The surrounding air was still dark and humid, and the stench was always lingering on the tip of the nose. After smelling it for a long time, I couldn't even feel the smell.

The sewage under his feet carried a strong chill, eroding his senses.Su Xiyan felt that her feet were about to be numb from the cold. Looking down, the thick yin and sewage merged into one, turning into a thick black, making people unable to see clearly the depth or the road ahead.

Su Xiyan frowned, the light from the headlamp still shone brightly ahead, but it could only illuminate the passage within one foot ahead.The surrounding walls seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the entire passage was becoming narrower. He was forced to get very close to Cui Zhao, and he could even feel the temperature from his body and a very faint fragrance.

Under the light, his and Cui Zhao's shadows were reflected in the sewage very lightly, intertwined harmoniously.

"Cui Zhao," he said abruptly, "Did I tell you that your tail is beautiful?"

"En?" Cui Zhao chuckled, and he moved closer to Su Xiyan presumptuously, leaning half of his body on his body, "I said it, you said my tail is the most beautiful in the world."

Su Xiyan looked at the reflection of the tail spreading from the shadow, fluffy and fluffy, and would shake it triumphantly after hearing praise.He smiled vaguely, put his arms around Cui Zhao's waist, and whispered softly in his ear.

"Yeah, your tail is the most beautiful, all nine are beautiful."

Hearing the praise, Cui Zhao's eyes lit up instantly. He just wanted to take advantage of the momentum to chase the whole body and lay on Su Xiyan's body, but he was pushed away mercilessly in the next second.

Cui Zhao stood there dumbfounded. He saw the man leave him, and walk forward mercilessly with his ruthless back.

"Don't act like a baby at work, just keep going."

Cui Zhao:? ? ? ?Didn't you start it first?

He froze in place for a few seconds, watching Su Xiyan's figure go further and further away, and then looking at the darkness behind him, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, stomped his feet angrily, and then quickly chased after him.

"Yanyan, please slow down."

With long legs and a light body, he quickly caught up with Su Xiyan who was walking in front.

"Are you trying to leave me?"

He pursed his lips, his dark eyes were full of grievances, and he looked particularly distressing.The person who had no choice but to face him just glanced at him lightly and then turned his eyes away.

"Can't you keep up by yourself?"

Cui Zhao: ...

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Su Xiyan's eyes stayed on the dark walls on both sides of the passage. Designed to resist pressure, the walls in the passage were basically arc-shaped, and the walls in the sewer were the same at the beginning.But as they gradually moved forward, the passage gradually narrowed, and the walls on both sides became lower and lower, from a long arc to a low semicircle like an arch.

Not only that, but the rough concrete wall was completely covered by blue-black moss, which felt greasy to the touch, with an unpleasant feeling.

Su Xiyan stretched out his hand to touch it, and the touch on his hand was actually soft, and he could make a deep finger mark on the wall with just a touch.How thick are these mosses?

He reached out to touch his pocket, but he didn't have any tools other than the talisman paper, and he didn't carry the tools that matched the protective clothing because he was afraid of affecting his flexibility.After fumbling for a long time, he took out a pair of nail clippers that he used to cut his nails in the morning from his pocket.

Reluctantly breaking apart the nail clippers, he scratched a fierce mark on the wall, and an indescribable stench came out.It seems that after the garbage was gathered together, it mixed the disgusting smell of blood and corpses. Su Xiyan was so smoked that he almost fell to the ground when his eyes were dark. Fortunately, Cui Zhao quickly caught it behind him. he.

"Yanyan, are you okay?"

He leaned over, with real concern on his face, it didn't look like he was fake.

With his help, Su Xiyan stood firm, and the talisman papers hidden in his sleeves gently brushed past his waist. Cui Zhao's eyes remained unchanged, and even his eyelashes did not tremble. He said worriedly:

"Would you like to take a break?"

"No need," Su Xiyan withdrew his hand calmly and stood firm, and the talisman paper that was ready to be released in his sleeve also quietly retreated.Although I don't know what his purpose of pretending to be Cui Zhao is, but now it seems that he should have no malice towards him. Being able to imitate Cui Zhao's every move so faithfully, presumably he and Cui Zhao should be familiar with each other?

Su Xiyan spread out the small notebook in his heart and wrote down another note, showing a kind smile at "Cui Zhao".

"I suspect there is something behind the wall, why don't you open it for me, Azhao."

"Cui Zhao" was taken aback for a moment, with a reluctance clearly appearing on his face, but then he suppressed it again.He looked at the lump of moss, which was particularly disgusting in his eyes, with bitterness on his face.

"Yanyan, can I not touch it?"

"No." Su Xiyan said with a smile, trying to erase the last possibility that the person in front of him was Cui Zhao.It has been a long time since Cui Zhao wanted him to call him Ah Zhao, but he has always refused to call him. If he had heard him speak, he would not have such a calm appearance.

How could the person pretending to know Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, he thought they both called each other nicknames.Who knew that one of them had been talking about Yan Yan long ago, while the other kept calling Cui Zhao indifferently?

Cui Zhao is so pitiful.

But Su Xiyan didn't feel pity for him at all, he moved a step behind that fake Cui Zhao, who looked at death like home and added another sentence.

"Use the claws, the claws are fast."

Swipe—the man turned around all of a sudden, looking at him with horrified eyes.

"Do you have to use paws?" Her beloved beautiful paws who are regularly groomed every week!

"That's right," Su Xiyan pretended to be surprised and asked back, "Don't you usually help with your claws?" For example, helping him open coconuts, peel chestnuts... a little helper with all-around housework.

"I..." Fake Cui Zhao was full of grief and indignation, how did she know that Cui Zhao would abuse his paws so much!

He's finished, he's about to be expelled from the Pretty Fluffy Qualification Group by her!

Garbage black cat!

Su Xiyan snickered to herself, and looked at the other party tangled up in place for a while, and then slowly prepared to say something that can't be done, or we can pick up a stone on the ground to make do with it.

Before he could say this, the other party hurriedly handed over a beautiful dagger.

"Take this, it's much better than claws."

In the darkness, the half-drawn dagger flashed a cold light, and Su Xiyan clearly saw the sharpness of the blade, which was obviously a sharp blade called a magic weapon.He reluctantly took the dagger, his hand sank slightly with a chill in it. If the magic weapon had a spirit, knowing that it would be reduced to a wall-scraping knife next, would he roll the blade angrily?

Fake Cui Zhao said that even if the curling blade had to be snapped back, no one could let her beautiful claws be wronged.

The dagger is still a wall scraper, and the attribute of sharpness is still very useful. At least when scraping the wall, you can scrape a large area perfectly with just a few brushes.The slippery layer of moss was scraped away, revealing the smooth interior beneath.

Su Xiyan looked down, and saw that the newly-appeared wall had a layer of luster under the light, smooth and cold to the touch, and it was clearly the inside of the crock.

He tapped it with his fingers, and a "dang" sounded in the empty and silent passageway, drifting faintly into the distance.

"Kara"

The sound of something breaking suddenly resounded, as if a chain reaction had been triggered, and all the sounds were connected together.Su Xiyan took two steps back, and he found that the wall in front of him had been cracked like a spider's web.

The bloody smell permeated, like a butterfly from a broken chrysalis, the wall of the earthen jar fell off in pieces, and the outline of a human figure was gradually outlined.

Su Xiyan took a few steps back, and the complicated pattern of flowers on the dagger hilt pressed against his palm, causing a little pain.

It was a strange corpse. He was hung on the wall like a crucified Jesus, and his limbs were chained.His posture can be inlaid on the wall found in the Tarot card shop, but his skin lacks the sharp needles nailed into his flesh and blood, and instead has many traces of needlework.

He could see stitches on his wrists, shoulders, ankles, and even his body, but the person who did it seemed to be too hasty to cut off all the threads. It can be seen that the person who did it is extremely skilled, as if he has been tempered a lot.

The wall behind the corpse was stained a rich black, with a deep smell of blood and looming human remains.Su Xiyan guessed that there might be other villagers in Wacan Village hidden in the wall. He remembered it very clearly. According to the news, the death toll in Wacan Village was 215.

The corpses piled up in the passage outside are far from enough.

"Crack-"

The wall finally shattered to the face of the corpse, that little white face that belonged to Chen Jun was grinding his teeth with hatred, and Lei Zhihua's head was exposed.

Su Xiyan's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared intently at the face with the broken porcelain quilt.

Handsome eyebrows, pale face, it was a face that looked exactly like him.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear someone calling him behind him.

"Dear God, please protect us..."