[HP dog deer] Strain dog

Family with two kids!

James propped his forehead with his right hand, as if he would collapse if he didn't.

The seven-year-old called Charlie or something knocked over a whole jar of jam during their meal, and the five-year-old named Bill or something threw a tantrum in the car seat because his brother wasn't getting the limelight. When his father, Arthur, hurried to attend to him, he was met with a wild slap from his son.

No matter how you look at it, this family is an ordinary family, with a tall, thin and good-tempered father, a short, fat and ingenious mother, and two children who are not surprisingly capable of making trouble at their age.

What went wrong?James lied about being an unlucky traveler, made up a bunch of random excuses, and managed to get the generous help of dinner and overnight stay here-were they not worried that he was a bad person? !

The food fight finally came to an end, and James lay idly on the bed in the guest room, looking at the dark roof.

can't sleep...

It must be because of eating too much at night. The hostess of this family has a skill no less than that of a top chef.

He turned over - he was very lucky, otherwise he would have missed this scene: a pale black that was slightly different from the darkness in the room was agitating on the wall, as if wanting to swim backwards.In the afterglow of the moonlight, it all looked very eerie.

James maintained his steady breathing, staring at the uninvited guest without blinking, while quietly getting out of bed and picking up his shoes.In order not to make a noise and waste unnecessary time, he did not intend to put on his shoes, and even dropped his coat.

The moving thing didn't seem to notice it at all, or didn't care about being discovered at all, and it still maintained its own frequency and retreated. James followed it and jumped out of the window without a sound.As soon as it landed, the speed of the unknown object increased significantly. James almost missed its trace, so he ran after it.

What is that?He asked himself in his heart, his heart pounding: I have never seen such a thing, which laboratory developed the detection light or surveillance?But what is there to care about in this family?More importantly, James realized that he was running more and more sideways, and he began to regret why he didn't put on his shoes. Anyway, seeing that the other party didn't cut off the shadow immediately, it seemed that he didn't care about catching up.

Pain Ying walked around with ease, familiarly walked around a tall building, and then climbed up like a snake, disappearing at a certain window.

The building is a small building.It looks like it has been abandoned.But just by looking at it, who knows, more and more people will disguise their houses these days.

James took off his dirty socks and put on his shoes on his bare feet.The surroundings are too quiet, he thought casually, he could only hear his own clear breathing, and even the inadvertent shaking of one foot when he put on his shoes.He thought for a while, and stepped forward to knock on the door generously.In silence, the sound is infinitely amplified and amplified again.

James blinked. He suspected that this ordinary knock on the door could wake up all the ghosts in this underground area at this moment.

No response, of course, no response.

James took a step back, raised his leg and kicked open the door. There was no sneaking and hiding in his behavior pattern, but only forward and forward, which Snape always called mindless.

After the door whimpered and fell to the ground, the room was darker and more silent than the outside, and walking in was like walking into another space isolated from the world, such as hell or something.

Then James heard a slight sigh.It must not be his own, because his mouth never opened.

There was a sound of dragging chains, and it seemed to be in a certain corner.

James' eyes were equivalent to decorations in the darkness, and he could only slowly raise his footsteps based on judgment, and then stepped on something that was soft to step on impartially.

He squatted down slowly, moving his arm down bit by bit until it landed on a soft and cold... He let go suddenly, it was a human body.

Humans, without breathing, are dead, and the coldness is like chains. He tightened his fingers and continued to touch slowly. He didn't touch the head or hands and feet, only the back and the countless chains bound on it. chains.

James held his breath, controlled his heartbeat, and stopped thinking about why he couldn't touch the head and limbs of the corpse. The sound of iron chains rang again, and James was startled instinctively. He quickly stood up and looked around blankly. It stopped, and the surroundings were still very quiet.

In order to break the uneasy tranquility, James cleared his throat and coughed violently. At this moment, his mind roared suddenly, just like when he was attacked by sound waves. He started to touch his mouth and nose with his hands—although his brain hadn't realized why he did it—the sticky liquid covered his hands, carrying a strong smell of blood.

I'm injured?He thought blankly, because of the unknown attack just now, his brain was still unable to make any judgment and feedback to the outside world.

I have to...Blood poured out from the nose and mouth like money, James opened his eyes wide, raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword at his waist, and stabbed suddenly, a ray of light tore through the darkness of the entire room, and it usually radiated At this moment, the middle part of the sword was dark, and James knew that it pierced something. Although he couldn't see it, it did penetrate into the opponent's body, so the middle part of the sword was black, because the light was on the opponent's body. buried in his body.

His hands were steady, although the blood spurting from his mouth and nose made him feel like he was dying, but at least he was still alive, and he had attacked the culprit who had caused him so much misery.

The moment he drew the sword, the light suddenly spread to the surroundings, illuminating the room menacingly, and the stabbed thing didn't even reveal its original form, and evaporated in the air like ink at that moment.James felt the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, then he took off his sword in one hand, took off his shirt in the other, and wiped the blood on his face vigorously. He ignored the poor corpse on the ground, and didn't even look down at it, but He searched every room on the first floor with his bare upper body, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or anger, his body trembled slightly.

With the light of the sword, the whole room became a dungeon map visible only for exploration in the online game. James’ whole body was shrouded in light as if he himself was also glowing. There was no longer anything in the rooms on the first floor. Walk up the old but strong stairs to the second floor step by step.

The second floor has a distinctly different style. If the first floor is like a home with decent furniture and layouts, the second floor is a counterexample.The walls of all the rooms have been punched out to form a connected loop space, and the only disconnection is the staircase leading to the first floor.

The author has something to say: I didn’t expect to be able to continue writing. Obviously there are pitfalls that I want to write more, so let’s hold on like this