Weird Talk Asylum Center

"So you haven't worn a red dress since then?"

Wang Jin looked at A Zhu who was almost insane, with a complicated expression.

Ah Zi's hair covered her face, so she couldn't see her expression clearly.

"When you invited the pen fairy, the reason why your clothes were red was because it was stained with your blood?"

Wang Jin frowned, he could probably guess what happened next, and why the Pen Immortal Ceremony was suspended.

"After seeing Ah Zi's red dress, you finally couldn't bear it, so you chose to commit suicide during the Pen Fairy ceremony."

"The kid named Douzi was scared to stop the ceremony because he saw you covered in blood, right?"

Wang Jin stroked his chin, and spoke his reasoning slowly.

"I just feel something is wrong. How could such a fierce pen fairy be invited by a few children's messy rituals? It turned out to be you."

The sound of footsteps in the distance was getting closer and closer, and the rattling sound of the chains gradually became clearer.

Wang Jin still sat on the ground unhurriedly, seemingly not worried at all.

"It became clear later that you killed everyone including the dean, and then sealed up their souls."

"You are very smart."

A flash of surprise flashed in Bixian's eyes, and then he looked at Wang Jin with great interest, as if curious about what else this young man wanted to say.

"But, Ah Zhu."

Wang Jin patted the ashes on his body and struggled to stand up.

"Do you think Ah Zi is really happy after you did these things?"

"of course."

Pen Fairy showed a smug smile.

"I killed everyone who bullied her, even myself."

"But why did Ah Zi, who was standing in front of the corpse, show such a helpless expression?"

Wang Jin lowered his brows and gently stroked Ah Zi's hair.

Ah Zi trembled violently, then subconsciously huddled into a ball, as if worried that Wang Jin would hit her, but what greeted her was a gentle touch that she had never felt before.

"Ah Zi's paintings are very realistic. No matter how much blood you shed when you committed suicide, it is impossible to dye your whole body red."

"But why in Ah Zi's oil paintings, except for the last one, are you all wearing beautiful red dresses?"

Wang Jin said softly.

"Don't! Stop talking!"

A'Zhu seemed to think of something, she suddenly covered her ears, as if she was trying to escape.

"Have you ever wondered why in the last painting, you who killed everyone are dressed in white?"

Wang Jin didn't stop talking because of Ah Zhu's roar.

"Because Ah Zi didn't think that it was the Ah Zhu she was familiar with, but a ruthless pen fairy."

"It's no longer Ah Zhu in a red dress, but a pen fairy in a white dress, do you understand?"

Wang Jin's words pierced Bixian's heart like a knife, and she knelt down on the ground, her face covered with tears.

"Shut up! Whether I'm A'Zhu or a pen fairy, A'Zi can only be mine!"

The pen fairy roared hysterically, and at the same time the three dolls rushed towards Wang Jin together.

"what--!!"

With the roar of the pen fairy, Ah Zi's hut shook!

"Can't communicate?"

Wang Jin took out the demon gun Colt from his arms, and poured another bag of rabbit blood on it.

"Come on then."

Colt shot wildly, and a semi-automatic pistol played the effect of a submachine gun under the attack of Wang Jin's bullets without money!

Although Wang Jin's marksmanship is bad, but as long as the distance is close enough, he can still hit the enemy.

"His-"

The rag doll holding the sewing needle was sent flying by the bullet, and then one leg left his body!

But the other two rag dolls are rushing forward.

Fortunately, Wang Jin is not fighting alone.

The moment the battle started, Li Hui rushed out.

Wang Jin only saw a flash of yellow light, followed by a flash of knife light.

Flash gold charge superimposed!

Li Hui's target was the doll that attacked Wang Jin first, but Xiaopang blocked her Juhe with a fruit knife backhand, and then the two dolls flew out together.

"bass--!"

Li Hui didn't give up the chance, she raised her knife and chased after her.

To Wang Jin's surprise, Ah Zi also stood beside him.

"Don't force it."

Wang Jin patted Ah Zi's shoulder and said softly.

Ah Zi didn't shrink into a ball this time, but she still trembled slightly, then shook her head.

"I want to protect you."

Ah Zi said in a hoarse voice, this girl who has been bullied is still thinking about protecting others at this moment.

Wang Jin smiled lightly, this was the first time he had shown such a sunny smile since he entered this haunted house.

"Go."

Without stopping Ah Zi, Wang Jin just wanted to let this suffering girl live as she wished.

"Azi! You can only be mine!"

Bixian's expression became more and more terrifying, she rushed towards Wang Jin with a smirk, her white figure carried a suffocating yin.

"It's all because of him! He is the culprit!"

"As long as you kill him, kill everyone, Ah Zi will be mine again!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!!"

Penxian yelled frantically, black liquid began to flow out of his eyes, and then his figure began to twist.

The mouth stretches to the ears, the nails turn into sharp knives, and the hair flutters like tentacles.

"She's not Ah Zhu anymore."

Wang Jin sighed, from the moment she became a pen fairy, she was no longer the person Ah Zi was familiar with.

Flicking the demon gun Colt, Wang Jin changed the magazine, and then he was ready.

But just as Wang Jin was about to take a step, a red shadow stepped forward to meet him.

"Go away! I tell you to go away!"

AhZi desperately beat the Bixian who was no longer visible, with a painful and desolate expression.

Bixian seemed reluctant to hurt Ah Zi, but was actually stopped by Sheng Sheng.

"It's time to end this."

Just as Wang Jin was about to go forward, he suddenly heard the sound of iron chains behind him.

"Fuck!"

This voice made Wang Jin a little nervous.

Therefore, the moment Wang Jin heard the voice, he rushed out without moving his mind.

"Boom."

As the distance was extended, the chain lost its strength, but the inertia still made it fall down.

"what--!"

A small figure flew over, getting closer and closer to the male corpse, the iron chain instantly increased its speed, and hit the figure with an afterimage.

"Boom!"

The wooden floor was smashed through, and the slightly twitching doll was smashed into the concrete floor.

"Hey, it's really exciting."

Wang Jin smiled.

Just now, he casually grabbed a doll that was chased and hacked by Li Hui, and then threw it over.

This wave, this wave is called killing with a borrowed knife.

"careful!"

Li Hui's exclamation came, and Wang Jin turned sideways suddenly, avoiding the blade stabbing at his calf.

"You are fat? What a beast."

Wang Jin looked at the rag doll who failed to sneak attack, and showed a terrifying smile.

[Author's Digression]: Cough cough, I didn't save the manuscript today (scared)