Chapter 681

There is no better bait than the truth. After Lin Sanjiu got into the wardrobe for a few minutes, the idea suddenly floated in his heart.

As little Pipan said, polva and the Puppeteer really never came out of the wardrobe; It was precisely because he knew that they were still in the "channel" that Lin Sanjiu willingly walked in and groped forward in the dark for a long time.

She sighed slightly and refocused her attention on smell. Under the cover of the faint smell of moldy old wood in the air, there was a trace of fresh blood that was difficult to detect.

This bloody smell is the strongest in the wardrobe. It should be left by the puppet master.

"She also came in," someone's voice whispered happily in the silent darkness, as if it didn't mean to avoid Lin Sanjiu at all. Such a low voice conversation, giggling, and even excited wheezing have been with her for a long time. It feels like walking into a huge mouse nest, and the darkness is full of rustling uneasy sounds.

She turned half a body from the inside of the cramped wardrobe to the side, and entered this deep passage. When she just walked in, those things in the dark didn't waste a second; However, when their vague and nagging voices reached Lin Sanjiu's ears, there was only a little shadow left, because teacher Yi had already blocked most of her hearing.

It was not until those things finally gave up this attempt that Lin Sanjiu took control of his hearing again.

After knowing that something really existed in the dark, she breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of unknown that can bring fear to people has gradually weakened, and has been replaced by bursts of murmurs like rats, the sound of footsteps running from afar from time to time, and the icy skin occasionally wiped from her feet.

The sneak attacks on Lin Sanjiu were piecemeal and endless. She found a hollow iron bar from the card library that she didn't know when to take in, and walked slowly forward while tapping the ground to explore the way. I don't know how many times I called "polva!" Later, Lin Sanjiu's hand sank, and he suddenly felt that his iron rod was held by someone.

She simply stopped moving and waited quietly.

If you don't pay attention, these attacks are indeed fatal; But with a little attention, these attacks become annoying. Lin Sanjiu felt that his fingers were trembling slightly with the iron stick. It was obvious that something heavy was climbing up along the stick. In a blink of an eye, the trembling thing was about to touch her fingertips.

[protective force field] lit up slightly on her fingertips, although it was too weak to illuminate the surroundings, and it was enough for her to suddenly backhand and grasp the disc like thing; Lin San clenched the wine list, and the steel pressure immediately crushed the slippery soft stuff. With a "gurgle", the thing exploded into a lot of debris in the air.

As soon as Lin Sanjiu closed his eyes, he endured the desire to raise his hand and wipe his face, and threw the crushed mud back at the back of his head; Judging from the sound, her throw was very accurate, and just hit another thing coming from behind.

She couldn't tell what these things were; But as evolutionists who have experienced several worlds, polva and Muxin should not suffer greatly under this piecemeal attack

"Polva! Where are you?" Lin Sanjiu shouted again, and his voice drifted away in the dark. This darkness is obviously constrained by the external shape of the furniture; After a few words, she seemed to enter a closet. The space suddenly narrowed, and she could only walk sideways.

With a slight undetectable sound, the iron bar stabbed a soft thing.

Lin Sanjiu stopped, felt the air flow around with pure touch, and then poked again.

The sound of hard objects falling into flesh, although weak, is very special.

Although consciousness is too little to be used indiscriminately, there is no other way at present.

She thought for a moment, a force of consciousness flowed rapidly through her arm like blood, gathered towards the tip of her finger, and suddenly jumped up with white light - different from the state of the protective cover with uniform force, when the [protective force field] rushed to the maximum intensity in a local breath, it would jump up with unstable light, although it was only for a moment.

Polva's dull face flashed in a slight white light, and disappeared into the darkness again with the light.

Lin Sanjiu stood up in the dark, stunned.

The face just now must be looked up in terms of her height. I think it should be at least the outermost layers of [Russian dolls]; Polva seems to have put back the body of the dolls. But his dry and enlarged pupils showed a gray without signs of life in a flash of white light.

She shook her fingers and hit polva's feet with an iron bar, but they all hit the closet. The puppet master is not here.

This body should be another shell?

Lin Sanjiu prayed in his heart, slowly stretched out his hand and pushed polva's body. Her fingers were still stiff in midair, and her heart was gradually cooling.

She didn't push.

That heavy body is really a person's weight. And the empty shell that polva has removed is so light that it can even be used as a boat in the sea - that is to say, that is to say——

What a person can bear is ultimately limited.

Lin San Jiu no longer cared that he was under the gaze of countless creatures. He threw away the iron bar and slid down the closet to the ground; She covered her face. For a moment, she could hardly hear anything except the sound of blood flowing in her ears.

She was shaking uncontrollably all over, so that after nearly a whole second, she suddenly realized that something with five branches, like a hand, had been touched on the cabinet wall behind her, and was gently raised, as if it was about to tap her shoulder with compassion.

Lin San's eyes soaked in the dark immediately filled with blood. She sprang up like a cheetah and grabbed a hollow iron bar; She couldn't see the "hand" at all, and she couldn't determine its exact position by pure touch - but she didn't even think about it at this time.

In the blink of an eye, the iron bar had been hit on the cabinet wall as densely and quickly as raindrops; When she was furious and lost her mind, the force weighing more than a kilogram seemed to break the channel, hitting her head and feet as if shaking. On several occasions, Lin Sanjiu vaguely felt that her men seemed to have hit something, but she had already killed her red eyes. In a pile of continuous roars, she still hit for nearly a minute before finally stopping her hand.

That thing had long become muddy soup, half flowing and half sliding down the wall, making a "snap". Some liquid suddenly diffused, emitting an iron smell, wetting the soles of her shoes. It was not just that "hand" that was unlucky -- she had just hit many things in her rage, and at this time, there was only silence nearby.

"What else?" Lin Sanjiu twisted his head and roared, "who killed polva, come out!"

There was another rustle in the dark.

"That..."

Lin Sanjiu was full of excitement.

"Are you really Xiaojiu himself?" A timid, thin voice stuttered around. "Actually, it's a little embarrassing to say. What, I'm not dead."

Lin Sanjiu slowly turned his head towards polva's body.

Even if she is not a stupid person, she still can't understand the current situation.

A loud noise, which could not be said, gradually became clear on polva's body.

She could no longer save consciousness. As soon as she raised her hand, the light of the [protective force field] jumped again; With that fleeting glimmer, her eyes fell on bolva's body, and her vision suddenly darkened again. But the scene just now seemed to be printed on her retina: a gap opened in the waist of the body, revealing a white fat face that was not as big as a fist - it was polva, who was unknown in size.

"I really don't know what to do," his voice was full of tears and frustration. "I can't carry a person on my back. I lost a layer of dolls after walking a few steps... You see, I'm only this size. I can't walk anymore, so I ran back to the first layer of my body and hid. As soon as I hid, I heard someone call me. It's really frightening."

Lin Sanjiu half opened his mouth.

Then why is the empty shell so heavy?

"I stuffed the puppet master in by the way," polva's direction made a thin, scratching voice, "Hey, don't look at him thin, old and heavy."

After a pause, he was worried again: "well, you are really a little wine, aren't you?"