Chapter 674

In a flash, it seemed that even the brain exploded with a stream of blood; Lin Sanjiu couldn't hear or see anything for a moment, leaving only the sofa in front of him. At the same time that her body was rapidly pulled into the gap, her fingers became claws, wrapped in the wind, rushed down, pierced through the cloth, pulled the seat cushion and threw it out with her backhand.

At the moment when the seat cushion was pulled off the sofa, her ankle suddenly loosened; Even if it was just an electric flash, Lin Sanjiu still saw an empty shadow, which suddenly disappeared into the dark gap between the back of the chair and the seat.

At this time, her whole calf sank into the gap of the sofa; As soon as the shadow disappeared, the sofa support seemed to come back, and the narrow gap pinched her calf with pain - however, Lin Sanjiu kicked hard for a few times, but his feet were empty, as if there was an endless abyss under this narrow gap.

She pulled out her legs hard. She jumped off the sofa in a hurry. When the wind blew, she felt a layer of white sweat floating on her body.

The calf skin was scratched hot and painful; Furniture cemetery is still a dead silence, quiet darkness cage high and low shadows. There was only her own heavy breathing in the night, as if everything except her was quietly holding her breath.

Panting, Lin Sanjiu approached the sofa.

The dark gap is very narrow, and it seems that it can barely accommodate the fingers of an adult. She calmed her heartbeat, arched slightly, and raised her fist in mid air - when her fist hit the sofa seat heavily with great force, with a bang, even the outer layer of cloth could not wrap the suddenly broken sofa frame; Pieces of wood, cloth, and flying cotton mats were all splashed into the air like a shell.

Lin Sanjiu covered his face with one hand and narrowed his eyes to sweep under the sofa debris.

Even the wooden frame that maintained the shape inside the sofa was smashed, and now it is nothing but a pile of junk; It was not surprising to her that there was nothing in the depths of this pile of junk.

Kick away a few pieces of broken wood and expose the cement floor below. What abyss she couldn't get to the bottom just now seemed to be her own illusion.

This feeling is really overwhelming.

She looked around - like other places in the furniture cemetery, the sofa was crowded with countless kinds of items, including wood, iron frame, simple cloth... And so on; Endless layers of furniture are piled up airtight, and it takes a while to even look at them one by one.

Lin Sanjiu stood in place, feeling that the sweat on his body was gradually cool and dry; After hesitating for a few seconds, she opened the book, and finally took a step in the direction of deer leaves just now, stepping over the pile of broken sofa remnants.

A tapestry was waiting for her behind the sofa. This tapestry seems to be covered with some small items, and I don't know whether it's a lamp rack or a vase under it. It's stacked askew, half a person high; When Lin Sanjiu squeezed between it and a bar, he kept his eyes on the tapestry for fear of extending another hand from the shadow below it.

However, to her surprise, the next section of the road was calm.

All the sounds and sounds were silent. I didn't see more "walking dead bodies" or the bodies of white fat people. It seemed that there were only endless types of furniture. Lin Sanjiu's nervous tension at the beginning also gradually relaxed in the endless climb and trek; As soon as you relax, countless questions come to mind again.

As she and "deer leaf" said, the Supreme God must have blocked the life path of this cemetery now. Unlike previous contestants, she has no option to "escape" - so there is only one way to end the current situation: launch the [Pygmalion collar], obtain the data volume ability, and analyze the ghost place.

Of course, the puppet master is the best candidate to start the collar, but at the thought of him, Lin Sanjiu felt that his heart was like a heavy brick. If he really died, then in addition to "his death" itself, it also means that the Supreme God must have interpreted him and got his memory - just like deer leaves.

Pushing down from this point, we can deduce at least two results: first, after the Supreme God got the news he wanted, this furniture cemetery still exists, indicating that he intended to trap all of them here; 2、 The Supreme God also learned the existence and function of [Pygmalion collar].

In this case, will he be unprepared to allow Lin San Jiu to analyze the furniture cemetery?

The deeper you think about it, the more serious Lin Sanjiu's heart becomes. As soon as the puppet master died, he almost died together with the hope that they would retreat all over; What she can do now is to find a companion quickly, no matter who it is——

When I thought of this, my thoughts and her footsteps suddenly stopped together.

She listened sideways.

The quiet night was dark, without any fluctuation or sound.

If she doesn't have the ability of pure touch, she may not notice anything; But now, Lin Sanjiu felt uncomfortable even in his pores, like he felt something through countless layers of yarn, but he was vague.

His eyes turned around, and he didn't find anything strange. Tall round tables, benches, bookshelves, fish tanks filled with sundries... All stood quietly in the dark. Lin Sanjiu frowned tightly, carefully climbed over a stack of rattan chairs and approached the fish tank.

The fish tank is two meters wide on one side of her; Above is a glass gray VAT, below is a mahogany cabinet. Through the dirty glass, you can barely see that there are all kinds of household sundries piled inside, including magazines, handmade baskets, fruit plates, wall clocks, dishes... All of them are old and dirty, with a sense of desolation, but there is nothing strange.

What's the problem?

Lin Sanjiu stretched all over, turned his head and looked behind him. The dark silhouette behind him stood at night, still as same as before. Is it possible that you are too worried?

She breathed out slightly, and just took a step forward, her hair suddenly exploded - she slowly turned her head, her eyes seemed to freeze, and she couldn't move in the fish tank.

Wall Clock - Wall Clock - wall clock——

On the face in the wall clock, a pair of empty eyes were looking at her in the dark.

There was not a dial under the glass shell of the wall clock, and there was no digital scale. The face didn't know how long it had looked at her - just when Lin Sanjiu slipped out of his throat and half screamed, and suddenly stepped back and crashed over the stack of rattan chairs, she suddenly realized that it was Mu Xin's face.

Is it Muxin himself? Or another dead body?

Before it was time to think clearly, Lin Sanjiu had rushed up again. Her heart was still beating as if she were going to break her chest. She knocked hard on the glass, and hurriedly drank and asked, "moxin? Is it you? What's the matter?"

Can a living person appear under the glass case of the dial?

He didn't even look like a head, just a face with several dark holes pulled out. Separated by two layers of glass, Lin Sanjiu could hardly see his eyes clearly. He could only see his mouth - which should be the black hole of his mouth - opening and closing, as if he were talking quickly.

Yes, what pure touch feels is this closed sound wave that can't be heard.

"Wait," Lin Sanjiu pulled over a chair with a cold sweat, "I'll open the fish tank now!"

Even if he is a corpse, he is also the corpse of Muxin; Anyway, she must find out what happened to moxin.

The face on the clock plate opens and closes faster; Lin Sanjiu couldn't hear what he said, so he just stood up straight on the chair and set his eyes on the top of the fish tank. The top of the fish tank is a wooden, thick opening and closing plate, which is connected with a light tube and an oxygen supply device. Except for a narrow space for feeding, the rest of the place is sealed. It is difficult to pry up the whole top at a time - she is naturally killed, and she will not just stretch an arm into the fish tank, so she bends down and cries, "can you avoid it? I'm going to break this glass tank!"

His face opened and closed again. This time, Lin Sanjiu finally found that his deep hole like eyes seemed to move faintly.

It seems... Looking in a direction behind her.

Lin Sanjiu straightened up slowly and put his hand on the wooden roof without looking back.

When the sound fell silent, she suddenly twisted her body without warning, and a tornado rolled out of a whip rushed to the rear, quickly crushing a large piece of furniture in that direction with the momentum of swallowing the sky; The howling wind suddenly drowned the dead silence just now - however, in the roaring wind, Lin Sanjiu suddenly heard a faint, familiar voice.

"Lin Sanjiu - you son of a bitch - dare you hit me -"

With a jump in her heart, she quickly drew the whip; But the tornado that hit out couldn't be recovered. She jumped off the rattan chair and rushed into the wind that swept the sky and earth. Countless pieces of furniture have been rolled up in the air. Some have been crushed, and some have been pulled into strange shapes, circling rapidly in the airflow; Among the dark shadows of all kinds of furniture, Lin Sanjiu reluctantly saw a flesh colored thing, as if it had been loaded into the washing machine, turning into a virtual shadow.

When she tried her best to pull it out of the wind, the soul queen looked dizzy, and at least half of her life was lost.

"It's never easy for this ghost to hit the enemy," said the big meat bug, lying on the ground weakly, with a full, sharp and sharp voice. "How can you hit me so powerful? No, why do you hit me?"

Lin Sanjiu panted, and couldn't speak for a moment. He could only stand up while pointing to the fish tank in the distance.

She just took two steps, and before she got close to the fish tank, her ankle was suddenly caught again.

"What are you doing?" The big meat bug rolled a tentacle on her ankle, cool and without temperature. "That man is not Muxin. I finally threw him into the fish tank... Don't go there."

Lin Sanjiu is stunned. She glanced at the soul queen, pulled out her feet, and looked at the face sealed under the glass shell of the round clock in the fishbowl from a distance.

Maybe she couldn't see clearly in the dark, but she always felt that Mu Xin's face seemed to be full of vague anxiety. A black hole like mouth opened and closed faster than before. He seemed to be saying something while turning his eyes to her feet.

There is only one soul queen at her feet.

What does moxin want to say?