Nightmare Attack

"Is this a good idea to pick your eyes?!" This sentence floated in everyone's hearts.

Looking at the empty back of Wenliang Mountain's head, the fat man couldn't help but shudder. In the past, under the background of doctors, he often suspected that his brain seemed to be hollowed out, but from today onwards, he won't be anymore. It's scary.

Shi Xiaoya was hollowed out, Wen Liangshan was hollowed out, and the ghosts in this mission seemed to like to do such things.

"He has a chance to survive." Gao Yan sighed and said in a regretful tone: "It's because he is not calm enough. It's a pity."

Everyone thinks this old guy is farting.

Time is approaching, the surrounding space has begun to change, and the rain curtain has gradually become thinner, and everyone can clearly feel that this is about to end.

Meng Yumian, who killed Wenliang Mountain, made a "whoop" sound, standing in the rain wearing a red dress, his pale hands covered with blood.

Immediately afterwards, the scene before him made everyone's hearts tremble fiercely.

Meng Yumian opened his hand, and a round eye appeared in his palm, mixed with some red and white sticky stuff like tofu brain, dripping along the fingers to the ground.

As Meng Yumian raised her head, her long hair was blown up by the wind. Everyone saw her face clearly for the first time.

It was a fragmented face, the left cheekbones collapsed, the nose wing was broken, and the eye sockets were torn. Jiang Cheng's first reaction was to be hit by a stone with sharp edges and corners.

There are only two blood holes left in the eyes, and they are still bleeding outwards, like two lines of blood and tears hanging on his face.

Meng Yumian first put his left eye into the eye socket, which was very nice and tight.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this left eye was the eye that Meng Yumian snatched back before his death and held it in his hand, which belonged to him.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Yumian held up his right eye with two hands with sharp nails, that is, Wen Liangshan's eye, and stuffed it into his empty right eye socket.

Move cautiously.

This picture is difficult to describe in words. The fat man's face was pale, and he couldn't help backing up a few steps, pressing his throat forcibly, and he didn't vomit.

The expressions of the remaining people are also very ugly, and everyone has physical discomfort.

"Boom."

"Boom."

......

After getting his eyes, Meng Yumian bounced away, and the stiff red figure disappeared in the direction of the equipment room. He wanted to come back to the mirror again.

The strange story has not been ended, but at least... they survived.

"Look!" Shen Mengyun pointed to a place suddenly.

It was in the direction of Xiaoshulin, where Shen Mengyun was hiding not long ago.

The rain gradually stopped and the vision improved. Through the gap between the leaves, they could vaguely see something there.

"It seems...like a person." The fat man said suddenly, with one big and one small eyes open.

Sure enough, after everyone ran over, a pair of legs were exposed in the depression previously discovered by Shen Mengyun, and his upper body was buried in the withered yellow leaves.

After seeing the sweatpants on this person's legs and the running shoes with steel spikes on her feet, Jiang Cheng knew her identity.

Xiaolin.

It was the girl they were looking for, trapped in the ghost story of the abandoned playground.

Shen Mengyun pushed aside the fallen leaves, revealing a calm face.

It's a girl.

Huai Yi went up to help, dragged the girl out of the depression and put it aside.

Girls are dressed in sportswear, and have much stronger physique than ordinary girls, with obvious muscle lines, and signs of regular exercise can be seen.

Like the Xiao Ting I found before, Xiao Lin didn't have any scars on her body, as if she was asleep peacefully, but she had stopped breathing.

"The body is still hot." Gao Yan retracted his hand and looked at Xiao Lin's body and said: "It was just dead, and it will not take more than half an hour to die."

"In other words...she was alive when we first came in." Shen Mengyun frowned.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Lin, and it was strange to say that this calm face actually scared them more than Meng Yumian's face.

More precisely, it should be uneasy.

Instinctively told them that Xiao Lin's death had nothing to do with Meng Yumian.

She looked more like suicide.

Xiao Lin's two hands were placed on both sides of her body. Jiang Cheng noticed that with her right hand clenched, he walked up quickly, squatted down, and pulled up the corpse's right hand.

The clenched fist was tighter than he thought, and he could only break open one finger by finger until a blood-stained eyeball appeared in front of his eyes.

"Slot!" The fat man was startled, he had already cast a shadow on this chubby thing.

An eyeball was clenched in Xiao Lin's right hand.

After Jiang Cheng pulled out his eyes, he squeezed it with his hands, then looked at everyone as if confirming, and said calmly: "It's true."

Fatty's whole person is not good.

Wang Qi stared at his eyeballs and said in a weird tone after a while: "It seems that this eyeball is the right eye that Meng Yumian lost. I didn't expect it to be found by her."

"According to the rules of the mission, you can end the strange talk by finding the person who lost Meng Yumian's right eye. Why is Xiaolin still trapped in the strange talk?" Shen Mengyun asked a very appropriate question.

Huai Yi also echoed: "Yes, it doesn't make sense."

"Hehe, we can actually think about it in a different way." Wang Qi stared at Xiaolin's peaceful face, as if some kind of guess in his heart had been confirmed: "Perhaps... Xiaolin herself did not want to end the strange talk. "

Because of the previous events, Huai Yi was always on guard against this man. He frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Xiao Lin can only live if he stays in the strange story. If the strange story disappears or leaves the world created by the strange story, then she will die." Jiang Cheng stood up and looked at Wang Qi.

His face gradually lifted, and Wang Qi's smile turned out to be a bit hideous.

"You...what are you talking about?" The fat man looked at the doctor and Wang Qi, and felt that Riddler was the most annoying.

"Go away~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I can't get out if it's too late!" The fat man casually glanced at the time on his phone, and his anxious voice changed.

But the next second, he found that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes.

There was a trace of pity in the tenderness, similar to the look in his eyes, where he seemed to have seen it, as if it were in a special public welfare column caring for children with intellectual disabilities.

He watched the doctor sigh, then picked up that eyeball, and...and then didn't see what he was doing, the rain in the world before him stopped instantly.

The strangeness of that other world has completely disappeared, and various subtle sounds began to appear around him, the rustle of wind blowing leaves, and occasionally a few strange sounds of unknown birds.

They were standing in a small forest. The leaves were almost falling out. Not far away was an abandoned playground, which looked ordinary.

There was a shallow pit in front of him, and Xiao Lin's body was gone.

Fatty suddenly noticed that everyone was tilting their heads and staring at him with expectant eyes, seemingly sure that he would scream in exclamation next, or sigh so powerful or something.