Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 88
The so-called “hide and seek”, is to ask all missionaries at 7:30, from the milk tea store into the fog, without leaving the area called “Zhengxin Street” premise, to hide from the different forms of monsters.
The total number of participants in this game of “hide and seek” was eleven, including Chunyang Song, who broke in halfway through the game.
One man scoffed at the girl’s enthusiasm and said coolly, “Xiao Guan, why talk so much to him.”
The girl’s last name is Guan. She probably felt sorry for not being able to help Chunyang Song escape, and said, “Since we met, it’s fate.”
Chunyang Song sniffled with emotion and resignation, “I’m sorry, I have a boyfriend.”
Off girl: “……” Wow that’s really not a coincidence oh.
At this moment, Chunyang Song’s mind is a pot of porridge, confused by the explanation of Miss Guan, when the crowd has stood up, step into the fog-covered neighborhood, Chunyang Song also followed the flow of the group to go out.
Chunyang Song’s every move is like the kind of cannon fodder in horror movies that wants to put “fire at me” on his head, so it’s no wonder no one is optimistic about him.
The streets of the parallel time are no longer the usual bustle, the white fog is so thick that a light breath, a slight discomfort in the lungs.
The street that was lit up earlier has fallen into dead silence, the only living people left standing in front of the milk tea store, breathing cold white air, looking around hastily.
There are still a few streetlights left, but they do not serve as a reassurance at this time. The dim light cast by the bulb is diluted several times by the fog, it looks like a one-eyed peeper hiding in the cracks of the wall.
After the last person stepped out of the milk tea store, the lights in the store automatically went out.
In the silence, a countdown came from the foggy depths.
“One – is it hidden? Two – is it hidden? Three ……”
Sounds come from all directions, from different vocal cords, different genders, delicate, thick, crisp, hoarse, sad, joyful …… all sounds in the fog mixed in one place, as if everywhere.
Some even perceived that one of the voices was coming from their own feet.
He hastily jumped away, crouching, his face very ugly.
According to Ms. Guan, after the countdown of one hundred, the ghost will have the entity and the right to move freely.
Similarly according to Ms. Guan, in the early stages of the beginning of the mission, the ghosts and monsters will have certain restrictions and activity patterns are also traceable, and the closer to the time limit, the more freedom the ghosts and monsters will have.
And they are going to play hide-and-seek with ghosts for an hour on this street.
No one was willing to take this decrepit-looking newcomer, so they all left together, and in the end, the only person left with Chunyang Song was the girl in question.
Miss Guan saw him still wiping his eyes, quite helpless: “Let’s go. Cry if it works, we ……”
Chunyang Song wiped away the mist from her eyelashes and also removed the pupils from her eyes.
In the darkness of the night, Chunyang Song’s tear-washed eyes are as clear as a fine gemstone, the unusual color of which can be discerned in the dull light of the street lamp.
Miss Guan was surprised: “Your eyes ……”
Chunyang Song with a nasal voice: “Don’t say that men wear pupils that are too girly.”
The Guan girl looked straight into his eyes, her gaze curious and focused: “…… Okay, I won’t say anything.”
Chunyang Song stood in place and looked around.
The magic sound of the 3D stereo announcement had successfully disturbed everyone’s hearing, but Chunyang Song didn’t hesitate to pick a direction, so he took Miss Guan’s hand and ran straight over.
Chunyang Song said, “Going in this direction, there will be less of ‘those things’.”
Off girl: “How do you know ……”
Chunyang Song turned back to Miss Guan.
No need to explain more, his eyes with abnormal pupil color is already very convincing.
He could see where those things were. This certainly gave the duo a great deal of help.
Chunyang Song found a store that was clean inside and out, secured access to the front and back doors, and dragged Miss Guan behind the counter.
The moment the count was finished, a man’s scream came out from a jade store not far from the two.
…… listen to the voice, it happens to be the man who just told the girl Guan not to meddle in the milk tea store.
I am afraid that this person’s luck is too bad, thought he found a place to ward off evil cats, the results of a twist of the face, beside the squat on a report.
Chunyang Song emerged from the side of the cabinet to see a deformed girl whose limbs and head were twisted a hundred and eighty degrees each, with a large head and a small body, giggling and laughing, standing upside down like an arch bridge, with her limbs on the ground, flying after the man who was screaming incessantly.
Chunyang Song : “……” blind dog eyes.
Not long after, the horrific sound of biting and devouring came from not far away, the man hissing and screaming, nails scratching the ground frantically, clearly audible in the quiet street between.
He retracted back to the counter, grabbed the hand of the equally pale Guan girl and shook it comfortingly.
…… No matter what, he must go back.
Benshan Yuan is still waiting for him to watch the movie.
The ghosts were not visible to others, but Chunyang Song could tell that they were probably distributed according to an ancient evil trigram based on the orientation of the ghosts he saw in the area.
Following her grandmother, Chunyang Song learned a lot of miscellaneous ancient teachings on Taoism, and knew that there was a cultivation formation that was made by grinding and painting the bones of a handicapped person.
The two of them were hiding here, really scared and bored. Miss Guan had nothing to say and took Chunyang Song’s hand and wrote on his palm, “What did you just see?”
Chunyang Song nodded and wrote, “Bottle girl.”
If Chunyang Song was right, the girl chasing the man was, by her appearance, the “bottle girl” he had read about in an ancient book.
In ancient times, traffickers stole or bought a little girl to be sold to some jugglers, they will be prepared for the gimmick, about half a person high vase, choose a good-looking, slender stuffed into it, only to reveal a face, day after day to choose a fine diet to feed, and cut a small opening under the vase, easy to clean up the defecation.
Some girls adapt well, they can be in the flowers withered, the guests lost interest in watching the reward before the nourishing, but some girls grow skeletal, the vase can not accommodate, they can only barely break the arms and legs, deformed growth.
But sometimes that doesn’t help.
Once the bottle was cracked by the abnormal development of the skeleton squeezed, those who were raised to the hands and feet of the girl was worthless, became a liability, only to be thrown into the wilderness to feed the dogs.
There are people who believe in the evil way, searching around for such monstrous women at high prices, with the aim of extracting their bones and grinding them to draw formations to help them attain immortality.
It seems that Miss Guan has also known some ancient anecdotes, swallowed her saliva and asked Chunyang Song with a single stroke: “Is it really possible to ascend to immortality?”
Chunyang Song replied, “There is no use.”
The immortal world is not responsible for recycling garbage.
This is probably the worst time for the immortal world to be hacked.
These miserable girls, but some of the dignitaries desire a step up to the dream tool, even stepping stones are not counted.
If Chunyang Song’s assumption is correct, the Zhengxin Street neighborhood should be the place where this evil spell was once drawn.
The formation is drawn with ashes in accordance with the eight trigrams lines one by one, and the so-called eight trigrams symbols, to put it bluntly, is composed of a piece of long and short dao.
These long and short paths are painted by the ashes of these deeply resentful spirits, it is clear that the ghosts can only be confined to these straight lines, and the so-called “hide and seek” is also very simple, just go around these areas.
Chunyang Song leaned his head on the counter and tried his best to force himself to calm down.
According to Miss Guan, the restrictions imposed by the main system on ghosts will be gradually released over time.
This “limit”, what exactly refers to? It is nothing more than the ability of the ghost, and the range of activities.
Chunyang Song around the circle of simple, never contacted the evil ghosts, his life contact with the most evil ghosts, its cultivation at most can make people a fever, and then squatting to people’s beds puffing and grinding their teeth.
The girl also said that the “main system” generally does not set the Bureau of certain death, so at least that the ghosts here will not listen to the breath, nor clairvoyant, see-through eyes and other perverted skills, or they are estimated to have been hiccuped cold.
The death of the man in the jade store reflects one thing from the side: the ghosts are very capable within the limits delineated by an ashes.
At least look at the bottle woman whisked people to run day by day, the speed and the head of the female leopard is not far from the same.
In such a situation, and then relax the ghost ability, they might as well kill themselves now, maybe even more dry.
Chunyang Song continues to scratch his head.
In this way, the so-called “release of restrictions” should refer to the ghosts’ range of activities will change.
It is reasonable to say that the formation form will not change, then, if the main system wants to increase the difficulty, the trigram formation will most likely turn from static to movement.
As for whether it is clockwise, counterclockwise, or panning, more observation is needed.
The reason why …… does not kill them all at once is that the so-called “master system” wants to suck up more fear energy, right?
And what is the so-called “fear energy”?
Chunyang Song was just thinking, when he suddenly heard the glass door behind him being opened by something.
The hand of the girl Guan holding him steeply tightened.
When both of them held their breath, they both heard the sound of some kind of round hard object rolling.
The object rolled to Chunyang Song’s feet and turned around, but it was the head of a little girl.
She smiled sweetly and said, “Gotcha.”
Ms. Guan almost screamed out, but Chunyang Song immediately covered her mouth.
However, the seemingly calm Chunyang Song’s consciousness has been unconscious for several seconds, and his mind is full of pop-ups that say, “Damn, bowling ball” and “Throwing equipment is too much”.
After half a day’s reprieve, the head got nothing, so it had to roll away resentfully.
Chunyang Song shook her hand and wrote in the equally shaking hand of the girl Guan: “It’s just a dead head.”
This head is dull-eyed, with only a faint trace of ghostly energy inside, just enough to support her to utter a word.
Probably the bottle girl who had feasted on their teammate’s body found something wrong here and took her head off and tossed it around to try and test it out.
If they get hit, screaming and rushing out of the store in a panic, they can probably meet the waiting bottle girl happily in the street.
As expected, the next second, the head that rolled to the tin cabinet smiled again and said, “Got you.”
Chunyang Song : “……” really – by the strength of the porcelain.
And asked a few places in the store can hide people, see the search is fruitless, the head will be resentful bones rolled out again.
