Fantastic

When Bu Chu first saw Li Mu's painting, he really didn't feel anything.

On the surface, he was as stable as an old dog, but he "hissed" in his heart, because he thought it was a bit evil.

He was relieved when a serial murder case came out later.

Thinking about it again, I felt that an NPC like Li Mu should have more than just this role in this dungeon, but I couldn't find any basis for it.

Finally he gave up thinking.

In any case, this is only the first day of the dungeon, and the amount of information is already enough to explode. If you can't become fat with one bite, you still have to take it slowly.

Originally, I went to the art exhibition in the afternoon, and then I went to the police station. It was already late when I was released and returned to school. Bu Chu just briefly explained the situation with Tai Ji and the others, and the specifics can only be the first time. Let’s talk about it in the next day. I’m quite tired after going through so many things in one day. I’d better find the dormitory first and go back to rest.

The dormitory of this school is very luxurious, it is a single room.

The room has a single bed, desk wardrobe, bathroom and a small balcony.

As I said before, Bu Chu doesn't have any big requirements on where to live, as long as he can live, but the higher the condition, the better, and no one will be dissatisfied with this.

It was rare for him to sleep so comfortably in the dungeon. After washing up, he sat on the bed and suddenly remembered that he hadn't drawn the skills and props for this dungeon yet.

I forgot it all at once, mainly because I didn't feel any sense of crisis throughout the day, and there was no time to use skills and props.

But now that I remember it, let's smoke it.

Bu Chu brought up the extraction interface and paused before clicking Confirm. He always felt that his luck in this area was not very good.

Then he clicked on it anyway, because metaphysics is useless at this time, and it is wrong when it should be wrong.

A flash of white light flashed, and he calmly looked at the things that appeared in the backpack.

He drew the same item.

[Mysterious shirt: It looks very good-looking, and it is also very good-looking on a model, but you are a bucket when you put it on. Why, why is this? ? ]

well.

Smoked a lonely.

Bu Chu turned off the extraction interface, thinking that he was wasting time, and closed his eyes before going to sleep.

The reason why he is so calm is because of the previous speculation, which is mainly suspense decryption, and there is no combat element, and the skills and props are not used.

It was a peaceful age, very comfortable.

Then he was quickly slapped in the face.

He had a dream.

After falling asleep, you enter a dream and can clearly realize that you are dreaming.

The darkness in the dream made Bu Chu feel an ominous premonition.

He saw a... what appeared to be a humanoid, creature?object?He couldn't see if there was life in it.

From the appearance, it looks like a person hugging his knees and curling himself up into a ball, as if he is still in the mother's body.

It is covered in snow white, but its body is glued together, that is, its merged feet grow together like a mermaid, but it has the shape of legs, and its arms and five fingers are glued to its thighs and knees.

No facial features.

Like the model in the window, it has depressions, but it doesn't have the facial features it should have.

Bu Chu's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, of course not because of the heartbeat, but because of its weirdness.

And despite its shape, when he saw it, for some reason, he felt that it was a "cocoon".

That's a really bad idea.

If it is a "cocoon", what kind of "cocoon" is this?If it is a "cocoon", what will emerge from the cocoon afterward? ?

Even if it was in a dream, Bu Chu didn't want to touch it at all.

It was dark all around here, and he felt down-to-earth, but because he couldn't find a reference point, he didn't know whether he really moved or was standing still. Anyway, the distance between this ghost thing and him didn't seem to have changed at all.

There is no change, but fortunately, there is no intention of getting closer.

After Bu Chu understood this, he didn't waste his efforts any more. He stared at the thing and sat down directly.

The opponent didn't intend to approach and attack, so he took this opportunity to observe carefully.

This must be done by the dungeon, he can't dream of such a ghost for no reason.

After looking at it for a while, there was still no movement on the other side, making him feel as if he was looking at a strange-looking stone.

Bu Chu tried to speak out: "You...are you alive?"

no response.

He also realized that this ghost thing doesn't seem to have any facial features. Can it hear or not?

But assuming that the other party is alive, there is no rule that you must use your ears to listen to things.

Damn, it's starting to be evil.

Bu Chu stared at it for a while, then boldly raised his hand tentatively to touch it.

There is no such thing as "death from being unable to control it". He felt that if he kept looking at this ghost like this, things would definitely not progress.

There is also the possibility that he will stay here until a key point is triggered, so he decided to give it a try.

Left and right won't die either, he thinks he has slowed down for a long time, even if the passive is triggered, there is no problem.

He ran into each other.

At first I just touched it superficially, but seeing that it was still the same, I touched it again.

It feels weird to touch.

How should I put it... The surface looks smooth, but it is actually quite easy to touch.

When Bu Chu came back to his senses, he had almost touched her whole body.

Ah this.

He paused for a moment, and then took his hand back. He didn't feel guilty and embarrassed, but he was justified.

Anyway, looking at it this way, this ghost thing should be a dead thing, so what if you touch it....

Bu Chu's eyes widened, and he watched the thing that he judged to be dead move just a second ago.

He was standing on its side at this moment, and its head turned slowly, looking at him.

Originally, its head and arms were also glued together, but now it seemed as if it was torn apart abruptly, and a bloody wound appeared, dripping down, leaving streaks on its porcelain white appearance. bloodstains.

Bu Chu: "..."

It's just a touch, isn't it?

It looked at him, although it had no eyes, but he could clearly feel that it was looking at him.

Bu Chu frowned slightly and took a step back.

Perhaps it was stimulated by this retreating movement, its head tilted slowly, and its limbs were also torn out, and its originally curled up body unfolded.

It stood up, and there were torn wounds all over its body. It looked terrible, like a "blood man".

He was very tall, a head taller than Bu Chu. The "blood man" stretched out his hand to Bu Chu, as if he wanted to reach him, but his feet were unsteady and he fell to the ground all at once.

It stopped for a moment, then got up staggeringly.

Bu Chu wanted to retreat, but it was useless. He couldn't keep the distance at all, and could only watch helplessly as the opponent got closer and closer to him.

That cold hand touched his face, and he endured it, feeling that he was definitely smeared with blood.

The blood didn't smell fishy, ​​but had an indescribable aroma. To be honest, it smelled good.

It shouldn't matter if it was in a dream, but now he has goosebumps all over his body, and he doesn't know what the other party wants to do.

I touched someone just now, and now he touches it back, it seems... there is no problem?

"Bloodman" touched his face for a while, and brought his own face closer. That face without facial features, like a vulture, was really oppressive.

When it was very close to Bu Chu, it stopped by itself, as if it wanted to continue to approach, but felt that something was wrong.

Bu Chu turned his head to avoid it, and it raised its other hand, as if it wanted to hold Bu Chu in its arms.

This caused him to have a lot of bad ideas, such as "holding his sister in his arms to kill", or trying to stick and fuse him with himself, in short, it is very bad.

Bu Chu struggled, and he suddenly woke up.

Looking at the ceiling with eyes open, the scene switching is too fast and I can't recover.

The little night light was emitting a dim yellow light on the desk. He sat on the bed, touched the bedside table on one side, and fished out an alarm clock. He saw that it was only midnight, and it was still early before dawn.

The strange thing is that he is not sleepy, nor does he feel tired.

He supported his head, recalling the dream just now, wondering what the hell that thing was.

Could it be that this dungeon is different from what he had guessed before, that it is not just about solving a suspenseful case, but also about avoiding the pursuit of monsters? ?

Or, from the very beginning, he was wrong, the murderer might not be a human being at all, but a monster like this in his dream, but somehow it was related to Li Mu's painting? ?

Gan.

Fuck science.

Sure enough, there is no such copy in [Blue Butterfly].

In the end, skills and props are still needed.

Bu Chu's head hurt.

You can't use that shirt to cover the monster's head to buy time to escape, right?

Passive...the result is still...

Bu Chu was thinking about something at first, but now he paused suddenly.

In what should have been a silent night, he heard a sticky sound.

The voice was in his room.

When he noticed it, it seemed to be stuck to his eardrum, and it was going to drill directly into his brain along his ear, causing a tremor, making him tremble subconsciously, and subconsciously covered it ear.

Bu Chu gritted his teeth, cursed secretly, and got out of bed to look for it, to see what the hell it was this time.

As a result, his feet froze just as he stepped on the slippers.

It wasn't because he stepped on something, but because he suddenly realized that he had turned off the lights before he went to bed.

He didn't leave any night lights on the desk at all, but now the lights turned on by themselves.

Through the light, a dark shadow could be seen in front of the desk.

Humanoid, tall, with porcelain white skin.

What Bu Chu saw was its back, but he could already imagine its front.

It was the monster in the dream just now.

It actually invaded his room through some method!

At this moment, Bu Chu really considered the possibility of running away with his shirt over his head.

He stared at the monster closely, thinking of making corresponding countermeasures according to the opponent's next movement.

He felt that no matter how lightly he breathed, the other party could still find him, but for some reason, he just stared at it for a long time and there was no movement.

It seems that it just changed the movement of curling up and turned back to "stone".

Bu Chu will not touch it easily now.

He observed under the dim light, and saw that all the torn wounds on the ghost's body had disappeared without a trace of blood.

Bu Chu stared at it for a while, and just when he felt that he might as well crawl back to bed and sleep, the monster moved.

It didn't turn around, but raised its hand to cover its face, and at the same time raised its head.

Bu Chu watched in astonishment as it tore a hole in his own face too. Judging by the location...is that the mouth? ?

It should be the mouth, because there is a long, scarlet tongue sticking out from there.

What the hell is this? !

At the same time, Bu Chu also thought of something else, that is, the amount of bleeding was huge, like his mother vomiting blood, the desk was stained red with a "wow", and there was a puddle under the chair. Those who didn't know it thought it was some kind of murder on site.

It is very troublesome to clean up.

In a trance, I returned to the "surprise" scene when I opened the gate and made eye contact with the head at the beginning of the last dungeon.

Bu Chu wanted to know what the monster was trying to do, and then noticed that it seemed to be holding something in its hand.

The square one looks small and is held in its hand.

This is... a picture frame?

He immediately felt that this should be important information.

Who will be inside?

Is it the victim of the case or is it related to the murderer?

Or……

Bu Chu was still thinking about something, but the next moment the monster behaved unexpectedly.

It stuck out its long, scarlet tongue and licked the frame.