[Wolfman Killing] Don't open your eyes at midnight

With nowhere to go, I lived in the magnificent Khan Mansion together with Ding Kun and Mario who were injured and unconscious, so that Dr. Nancy could take care of them nearby.

A Ling, who had a sprained waist, was supposed to live in with her, but she lost her temper and insisted on living in her own home. The doctor had to put a splint on her first, and asked Alan to stay by her side and take care of her all the time.Allen's protest was invalid, so he had to follow suit.Who told him that it was he who asked A Ling, a girl, to go into the fire instead of him.

It was raining and thundering outside, and the fire in the tavern was quickly extinguished by the sudden rain.Master Philip, who had run away from home, couldn't resist the torrential thunderstorm, and sneaked back from the mountain, but accidentally rolled down the hillside on the way and broke two ribs.Fortunately, his howls were loud enough during the thunderstorm, so that he could be carried down from the mountain.At this time, the Khan family was busy dealing with "family scandals", and they couldn't take care of me for a while. They just let me live in the room of Miss Khan's family on the third floor before she got married.

But this is someone else's home after all, and it's not good for me to wander alone in this huge mansion, so I can only stay in this small room and pace up and down.My body was very tired, and my mood was also very anxious. I was in a state of excitement after extreme exhaustion, and I couldn't settle down at all.Really tired from walking, he sat back on the chair and opened a book on the table casually, trying to understand a string of illegible cursive characters in the book.

But in fact, my thoughts have already flown away.

This morning, I escaped from the flames alone with Ding Kun.I didn't bother to take the satchel I brought in from outside. It must have been reduced to ashes under the devastation of fire and explosion.However, it's okay to be gone.I had been wronged earlier because of those notes and banknotes, and now it saves me the trouble of destroying corpses and eradicating traces.

It's just a pity about the chocolate.If I can eat it, maybe my current "anxiety disorder" will be better.

But there is one other thing that bothers me.I thought Elena was the victim of the day on the third day, but "it" said she fell last night.But I obviously saved her with potions last night?Could it be that "it" went wrong? ... No, every time I suspect that "it" is wrong, the result is that I didn't understand the rules...

By the way, from what Irina said earlier, it seemed that she admitted that she was a guard?

A terrifying idea suddenly appeared in my mind, could it be that...

"Boom boom boom——"

Three slow knocks on the door startled me.A burst of thunder rumbled very close to my window, and it made my heart skip a beat.

The gentle knock on the door came again.My voice couldn't help trembling: "Who?"

"...your benefactor."

I breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the chair and hurried to open the door: "Why are you here? You can't lie down properly, the doctor allowed you to get out of bed......"

The moment I opened the door, I was almost blinded by the people outside.

Ding Kun was wearing a thin shirt on his upper body, with the buttons loosely open behind him; the borrowed trousers were a bit too big, and they were barely stuck on his crotch, revealing the two bottoms of his firm but not obtrusive abdominal muscles. A shallow mermaid line that deviates from a pair of seductive eyes.

With a wave of his hand, he handed the doctor's crutch to me who was stunned, and jumped into the room with one leg, straightened up, and fell face down on the single bed that temporarily belonged to me.

A muffled voice quickly came from between the quilts: "I'm almost suffocated to death by myself..."

"???...Quentin, is that you?" I asked in a trance.

He raised his head from the cotton, and answered me solemnly: "So handsome, of course it's me!"

"Aren't you a dignified Mr. Sheriff? How did you become like this?" I was shocked by the scene in front of me and couldn't recover.

"What does this look like?" He chuckled, "I was always like this." After finishing speaking, he arched his body, and carefully moved to the middle of the bed to lie down.The reversed shirt was completely opened, revealing a smooth muscle and a white bandage.He turned his head and squinted his gray-green eyes to look at me, "You didn't see that I was hurt, and it's tiring to still put on airs... Not everyone is like you, always stupid."

"You're an idiot," I tossed him his cane, "I got good grades."

"That's a nerd?" He laughed at me, "If you're not stupid, how come you can't think of visiting my benefactor? I hurt my waist and legs for you, but I can only lie on the bed and listen to thunder. I'm so free that I'm going to die , why can't you think of it!"

...Come on, Mr. Sheriff's image of being wise and mighty is so shattered that I doubt my life.I really couldn't bear his coquetry, so I had to make amends with a smile: "I'm sorry, I was dragged to take a shower by Xiao Wuyue to change clothes as soon as I came, and I don't know where you were taken by them."

Ding Kun looked me up and down, and suddenly laughed for no apparent reason.Laughing so hard that my back gets hairy.

"What are you laughing about?"

I really can't stand him like this... Is it possible that even the best man has a fickle naive ghost living in his heart?

The chocolate-colored forelock on top of his head fell down again as he laughed.Although it was shortened by the burn, it is still stylish. It looks like he has taken care of it before he came here-not only childish, but also smug...I'm going crazy...

"Hehehe, I think a dress like this that exposes your shoulders is more suitable for you than the previous one. The new shoes are also very nice... Don't always cover up, you are far better than you think, no matter what you look like Inside, both."

Mommy, my face must be red again.This is the first time someone has talked about such a topic with me, let alone such a handsome boy.

"Actually, you don't have to praise me against your conscience..." I stared at the delicate cloth shoes on the general's feet and ankles, and pulled the sling on my shoulders a little helplessly, and said falteringly, "The shoes are custom-made by Madam, of course It's pretty. But the clothes belong to Miss Han's family, so I can't pick and choose. This...it's a bit, um, cool. Is it too revealing?...While changing clothes, Xiao Wuyue muttered something 'Dry', I overheard..." Ah, how embarrassing!What the hell am I talking to him about!Why haven't I become dumb...

After hearing this, Ding Kun laughed again: "It's okay, you don't have to care about the 'cow''s body requirements, I think you look good enough like this."

... Ding Kun actually praised me for being good-looking... Ding Kun praised me for being good-looking... Ding Kun praised me for being good-looking! !

While the villain in my heart was shouting and roaring, I lowered my head and pretended to read a book without changing my face.After staring at several lines, I finally realized that I didn't understand a single word...

Seeing that I didn't pick up his faults, Ding Kun felt a little bored, so he changed the subject and tried to ask me to continue the awkward chat with him.

"Then what were you doing when you were supposed to visit me? Are you reading?...Ah, I thought that such a big thing happened, and according to your temperament, you must be thinking wildly and complaining about yourself. Unexpectedly, you still have The mood of reading idle books seems to be well adapted."

"I... didn't think about it..." I hesitated twice, trying to hide the fact that I didn't even know what books I was reading.

"So, what book are you reading? What's in it?"

...It seems that I am really bored and scared, Ding Kun kept asking me this and that to pass the time.

I snorted angrily, and then forced myself to concentrate on reading the contents of the book.

"This book... is like a personal excerpt notebook. The part I just read is about a legend... um, about a curse called Fallen God Grans... Eh, wait, this is—" I suddenly widened my eyes, pointed to the illegible cursive characters on the page, and quickly identified each word.

"What's the matter? Why don't you say it? Who is Glance, the Fallen God? What curse did he have? Hey, why are you ignoring me, you..."

He was chattering so loudly that my eyes were dazzled. "Hush, silence!" I was distracted for a moment and yelled at him.

Only then did he shut up.

I seem to hear him calling me a "nerd" in a low voice again... All right, Your Highness, whatever you say is right.I'm a nerd, just a nerd.

I put him aside and calmed down to study cursive characters.A few minutes later, I put down the book and sighed a bit: "I didn't expect it to be related to werewolves... Hey, why are you looking at me like this? Don't you want to know what is written in this book... Okay, sorry, I'm a nerd who wronged you, you are a lot of adults, don't care about me..." Oh my god, is the prince's illness so difficult to take care of?

He gave me a "resentful" look, and finally couldn't help his playful behavior, shook his head and laughed: "So, what did the book say about werewolves?"

Seeing him back to normal, I was relieved to tell the story: "This notebook mentions that thousands of years ago here was an era where humans and gods coexisted. Every piece of land was blessed by its own gods, and Wo In Wayneworth, the country where the town of Hughes is located, the just-mentioned Glance is the patron saint. But at that time, he was not a fallen angel, but a deity who was in charge of the moon and the night."

"...It sounds a bit like ancient Greek mythology."

"Wow, that's right! Don't tell me I haven't noticed it yet. It's really similar to the mythology of ancient Greece and Rome! You really deserve to be a well-informed Mr. Sheriff!"

I exaggeratedly flattered and flattered, but I didn't get the prince's satisfaction. Instead, I rolled my eyes... I coughed twice in embarrassment, and continued:

"Later, a battle of the gods also took place here. Glance was on the losing side. In order to save his life, he had no choice but to degenerate back to his original form—a wolf that can secrete venom. He returned to his territory Wayneworth, Hiding somewhere - I guess, the 'somewhere' mentioned here should be the town of Worf, which is haunted by monsters.

"The people of Waynworth who have been protected and favored by Glance all the time were terrified of his inability to control his crazy biting behavior at night. Soon, some people couldn't help the fear and temptation and accepted Zhao'an, the victor in the battle of the gods, handed over the seriously injured Fallen Angel. Therefore, Glance became the last victim in the battle of the gods. Therefore, he cursed the land that betrayed him, and then He blew himself up and died in full view.

"Of course, this is just a legend. The specific content of the curse that year has not been handed down. In addition, the curse has not been fulfilled in the past thousand years, so this unromantic legend has been forgotten by more and more people ...and then this curse was unfortunately encountered by us.

"There's so much content about werewolves. It's just that I didn't expect 'it' to spend so much effort to set up such a complete world for a mere werewolf game. I didn't expect 'it' to be quite thoughtful and meticulous."

Ding Kun took it for granted: "Of course. 'It' is thoughtful and meticulous, isn't it just following the master!"

Then "it" is so deceitful, is it also following the Lord... I couldn't help but slander, but I didn't dare to say it.

Closing the book, fingers caressed the two gold letters "SK" at the bottom of the black cover.

"SK, Miss Shirley Khan." Ding Kun twisted his neck and looked at the book in my hand, his gray-green eyes glowed with a strange light, "Speaking of the owner of this book, the last time she played It is the role of a witch. Although she is a little nervous, she also has an exceptionally good intuition. At that time, if I hadn't taken the lead in solving her at night, she would definitely kill me the next day."

I was slightly taken aback by the subtle tone in his words, and something crossed my mind, making my heart ache.But before I could grasp the strangeness, he suddenly interrupted my thinking:

"I... want to say sorry to you."

"Ok?"

"Sorry I couldn't save Elena."

I glanced at him in surprise: "... it's just a game, life and death are life and death, and everything depends on 'it'. Irina and I are just passers-by, and I haven't thanked you for saving my life. What can you do?" who apologized to me?"

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I don't need your gratitude. I have my own merits." He looked solemn and upright, without any intention of joking. Blame it on myself. Totally unnecessary self-pity, like 'If my quilt hadn't been sent to the fire, the tavern wouldn't have caught fire, and Elena wouldn't have been burned to death,' etc."

"...Look at what you said. I know that even if there is no fire, people will always be killed at night, and I will not always take irrelevant responsibilities. I am not so stupid."

I didn't dare to mention the fact that I saved people with medicine at night, and I didn't dare to say the terrible thoughts that flashed through my mind before.Although Ding Kun has forgotten about the last game, I still remember it.He has told me several times that we should learn to enjoy the moment and not be overly influenced by side emotions.Ever since he jumped into this room with one leg, I had no time to think about it, and my original impatience and panic were gradually relieved by him.Coupled with the fact that he rescued me from the fire and was injured because of it, I am extremely grateful to him in my heart, so I can't hold him back no matter what.And in this game, I'm still the one who lifts the weight lightly, so I can't panic, I can't panic...

"That's not stupid." Ding Kun teased me, and then rubbed the center of his brows involuntarily, "It's just that this fire, I always feel that something is wrong. Werewolves have never destroyed the precedent of the scene, and I don't know why this time. They need to be set on fire to destroy the corpses."

"You mean, this fire wasn't an accident?" I thought for a while, and continued, "That's right, although there were open flames, cotton wool and strong alcohol to ignite, the air humidity was so high last night that the fire was not serious. It should be this big."

He nodded: "And the place where the fire is most fierce is not the vestibule with the fireplace, but Elena's bedroom."

"...Yes! Xiao Cang said similar things to me in the morning."

Hearing this name, Ding Kun frowned, "Ao Yamazaki also entered the scene of fire?"

"I don't know. But he's the one who got us back from the sea cliff."

"...He had contact with me?"

"What's wrong?"

"I can't tell...but then again, I found some evidence in the fire scene. I wanted to take it back and study it carefully, but I didn't know where it fell."

"Oh, is it a piece of broken glass?"

Ding Kun was slightly surprised: "You saw it too? This piece of blood-stained glass fell into the house before the fire. It must have been accidentally injured when the werewolf broke the window and jumped into the room at night. But the situation was critical at that time. , I didn’t take a closer look... Is the thing in your place now?”

I didn't expect that this piece of broken glass that almost cut my foot was such an important evidence.

I was a little embarrassed for a moment, and whispered: "No... the thing was thrown into the sea by Xiao Cang."

Now, it was Ding Kun who stared at me dumbfounded: "Lost it?! Did you see him lose it with your own eyes?"

The author has something to say:

sorry sorry!Awaited! qvq ran around several cities in a hurry last week, and the computer didn't touch qvq

And I remembered that I had enough manuscripts in my manuscript box... why there was one chapter missing!sorry

This chapter makes up for last week, and there will be another update tomorrow