The Death Knell

Bibi Duo flavored beans is such a magical magic candy. Even if you don't chew it, it melts in your mouth, ensuring that the eater will feel the maliciousness of the maker.

In essence, it is a tricky prop, because eating multi-flavored beans with good friends is the most fun thing.

No one knows the taste of the next piece of sugar in his hand. It may be milk or cow shit, but it is the happiest thing to see a friend spit on the floor because of the disgusting taste.

It's a bit like a courage test between children.

‘Knock a seed if you have a seed. ’

‘Kump it, knock it, you knock it too. ’

In this way, both of them will vomit after all, but their feelings are sublimated in this disgusting game, because their own pain will bring happiness to the other party, which is a variant of dedication.

But that was normal, and Hermione was not an ordinary little girl. She had summed up a theory of eating jelly beans.

Su Ming used to buy her multi-flavored beans. She didn't know what method she used to pick out all the delicious flavors and eat them, and then returned the disgusting flavor to the professor along with the sugar box.

Over time, a lot of inventory has accumulated in the pocket of death knell, and the taste of these jelly beans is definitely more disgusting than each.

Speaking of it, it seems that no child has ever come to Su Ming’s door to ask for sweets on Halloween, so these jelly beans have never been sent out. Sure enough, it is too remote to build their villa in the mountains and forests of Maine... ..

"Would you like to taste it?" Su Ming asked the secret guest, looking at her beautiful big eyes.

"No!" Liana shook her head immediately. She is not Xiao Wang's kind of pica. She usually doesn't even eat her tentacles, let alone baby diaper-flavored candies.

"Fine She continued to look for the house number together.

"Hehe, he might be crying with joy?" Mi Ke's small mouth tilted, revealing a grinning smile like a death knell.

The two of them walked in this way while inspecting the rooms on both sides of the corridor. The layout of this hotel should be a ‘mouth’ structure, with a courtyard in the middle of the word, and the hotel’s backyard is a beautiful hedge maze that can freeze people to death.

The four sides of this word are the corridors. According to theory, they should be able to walk quickly at the speed of Su Ming and Mi Ke, but after four left turns, I still can’t find the house number I want. Both 217 and 237 seem to be. Disappeared, probably hidden away.

"If the average gunman walks into this world, 80% is dead." Liana held the teacher's arm and watched him check the wall: "This hotel is full of malice towards customers, and now the corridors become endless loops. That's it."

"Well, the next door to room 216 is 218 and 214, and the opposite door is 219. 217 happened to be missing. The situation in room 237 is the same." Su Ming raised his hand and knocked on the wall. The energy traces on the wall are as if room 217 did not exist in this hotel.

But without these two rooms, the whole story of "The Shining" would not be valid. This is a paradox.

"Why don't we go to the bar in the hotel?" The secret guest scratched his nose, blinked his big eyes and said: "I remember in the movie, the bartender there talked like a ghost, I can catch him and torture him, Let him spit out information."

"You can do that, but it's not necessary. Don't worry. We are on vacation. Time is the least valuable in this multi-system. We have time to play games slowly."

The death knell pinched the cigarette **** in his mouth and put it away as always, and let the strangulation drag a small coffee table with a vase in the corridor:

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

The secret guest is preparing to answer the teacher that she is not hungry, because since she arrived in the world of the dark tower, the bloodstone has been replenishing her energy, whether she can eat or not.

But before she could say anything, room 216 on the side suddenly opened, and a monster that seemed to be soaked in plasma, like a blood corpse, rushed out.

It is uncertain whether it has a face or eyes, only long hair mixed with blood stains.

But it seemed to be able to see the death knell, and opened its arms, speeding up its pace as if to hug, and there was a loud ‘cough cough cough’ sound in its throat, as if a rooster with a half-broken neck was crowing.

Liana drew the white spiritual sword from her chest. This is a magic weapon against any evil creature. Cutting humans can only make people stunned, but cutting demons or other dark creatures can wipe out the opponent with a single sword.

This is the power of the human spirit, the light in the dark.

"Don't do it, your own person." Su Ming raised his hand to stop her, and let the strangulation hold the forehead of the'Blood Corpse', and sighed: "John, why are you here?"

"Cough, cough, cough... Bah!" As if the person wrapped in the red slurry finally spit out black phlegm to the side, he raised his hand and wiped his face, revealing a pair of mouths with a curved arc. The scumming yellow teeth came: "It seems that I have survived again and escaped from birth again. I really deserve to celebrate."

The secret guest realized that this was a living person. Although there was no aura of a living person on his body before, it was obviously slowly recovering at this time.

She put away her giant sword, took out a magic wand from her pocket, recalled the spell, and threw a light at the blood corpse: "Clean up!"

As the spell came into effect, one by one, unusually clean blond men appeared. He was wearing a brown trench coat, and his whole body had the energy of a British rogue.

"Oh, thank you, baby." Zha Kang took out the hip flask and unscrewed the lid, stretched out his tongue and poured the last few drops of wine on his tongue, slapped his mouth a few times: "Although you are kind , But the lining of my windbreaker is full of protective spells. If you wash it, you are ruining it."

If it was Hermione here, the girl might apologize politely, at least to behave. After all, Miss Granger is an English lady.

But Ms. Mao's secret guest doesn't eat this set of obviously blackmailing tricks. She just patted her holster and said with a smile:

"Call me baby again, and I will castrate you into hell."

"Tsk, it seems you have found another good girl, Slade, she has a little Russian accent, she is very charming as a demon."

Constantine gave a funny smile, raised his hand to surrender, and after turning his head around, he sat on the small coffee table with a tilted butt:

"Forget it, it's none of my business to get you together with any devil. I believe you know it in your heart. I have gone through a lot of hardships before escaping back with intelligence. Don't you plan to open a bottle of wine to welcome me? Is it always okay to have a cigarette? And, where is this place?"

"Don't be nonsense, this is obviously not our Multiverse 1. You are a sorcerer, let alone the difference in energy attributes around you." Su Ming silently threw him a box of cigarettes, leaning against the wall and holding his arms to death. Staring at the scum's face: "First Batman, then Luther, is it you now?"

"Hehe, I’m John Constantine. Although I don’t know what the boy scout list is about, Batman and Luther, I’m not the same kind of people at all. They are looking for death all the time, and I just want to live. In the end, there is no interest in your secrets at all."

After speaking, Constantine immediately opened the cigarette package like a beast, stuffed a cigarette into his mouth and rubbed his fingers to light it, took a big mouthful, and suddenly looked alive.