Doomsday Wonderland: Eight hundred and forty-three

With a "hiccup" sound, as circles of things tightly wrapped around her chest and abdomen, a stream of air surged up into her chest, and finally rushed out of Lin Sanjiu's trachea, forming a burp. She heard Teacher Yi give a very inappropriate "chuff" smile, and then she felt that the power she had been losing just now gradually stopped.

She looked down in the dim light and saw that half of her torso was covered in white, and the blood stains spread out little by little and then stopped. The round gauze bandage roll had shrunk by more than half in the blink of an eye. It was rising and falling slightly in her hand, and it seemed that she was out of breath from the force just now——

"Xiaosha," Long Er called through a patch of grass, his voice trembling slightly: "Um, is Xiaosha still there?"

Does "small gauze" refer to this roll of gauze? What a casual and cute name...

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the panting bandage in her hand and wondered if she should cut it off. This guy even has a name, and he will pant out of exhaustion. If he cuts it with a knife, he will let out a scream...

"Great, there's one more thing." Long Er also saw the bandage in her hand clearly, and the world-weariness on his face lessened a lot as he breathed a sigh of relief: "Here, give it back. Let me! It will fall off on its own."

As if hearing his words, the gauze roll was pulled back slightly, and the bandage was disconnected from her body with a snap; the bandage between the chest and abdomen quickly tied itself into a knot, and then there was no more sound. It seems to have turned into the most ordinary gauze.

"But I can't give it back to you now," Lin Sanjiu said a little apologetically, her voice still weak: "Before I crack the secret room, nothing seems to be able to leave the copy."

Long Er looked at the roll of bandages, took a breath, and rubbed his face vigorously. When he raised his head again, his expression suddenly condensed, and he immediately raised a finger behind her - without him saying a word, Lin Sanjiu touched the ground with her toes and jumped far to the side; she could almost feel something A smell of dust and decay suddenly brushed past her shoulder. Although her heart was gripped by the pain that erupted in her chest and abdomen, she managed to avoid it unscathed.

Like the "Xiaosha" in her hand, she also gasped lowly due to the heavy injuries.

The "fatal injury" transferred to her by the corpse... was indeed not something that could be fooled easily.

Lin Sanjiu conveniently put the bandage into a card and put it away, then turned to glance at the communicator in the distance. When she was unconscious, she relied on a strong obsession to contact the gift bag to call it out, but now after a minute or two, the gift bag has not called her again.

Isn't it because he can't spare any time?

Should she take the initiative to contact him? The fact that he didn't call may mean that the situation on his side is different; if Ji Shanqing is currently in some difficult situation and is distracted by her call...

In a flash of thought, the empty corpse on the shoulder not far away bumped into her direction again; it buried its head deeply and swayed its limbs into the dark night. It didn't look like it was walking on its own. , as if being pulled forward by an invisible rope and rushing forward at high speed - based on previous experiences, as soon as it gets close to her, the corpse will spit out the rotten gas again.

She suspected that her injuries were caused by the rotten air.

There is no way to continue running like this... No matter what, we must get out of this copy first.

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath, pressed the wound in her abdomen tightly, and ran towards the location of the [Ability Polishing Agent]. She has walked back and forth in this warehouse countless times, but she still can't figure out how the murderer left this completely locked secret room after the murder. The few detective novels she occasionally read before were just for entertainment. Time, and often letting the detective in the book reveal the answer without thinking, there is really no need to embarrass myself with the reasoning puzzle.

She picked up the small silver vase on the ground. With light in front of her eyes, she seemed to feel safer.

"Long Er!" The only person who could help at this moment was probably the person sitting blankly outside the dungeon: "You should also think about it with me -" When she said this, she coughed violently. , wiped his mouth, and continued to ask: "What method did the murderer use in the first place?"

Long Er made no sound. It wasn't until she ran past him again that she saw clearly that Long Er's eyebrows were tightly clenched together, as if he was deep in thought; Lin Sanjiu endured the weakness and pain and did not disturb him with a sound, and a step under his feet Accelerating, leaving the body behind again.

If she continued running like this with serious injuries, she would be tortured to death before dawn.

It would be great if he could also imitate the gift package... The mystery of this secret room would definitely not be worth mentioning to him.

After vaguely realizing that the gift package wanted to keep her in that universe forever, Lin Sanjiu lost the ability to imitate him. She clearly remembered that when she was sitting in the windy sand, she felt a faint fear for the first time about the child next to her who had always been like her brother - or sister - IndoMTL.com for a long time.

Fear comes from not understanding, and without understanding, you cannot imitate.

"It's very contradictory, isn't it? I care about him, I miss him, but I'm also a little afraid of him..." She gave a low, bitter laugh. When she passed the contact device, she hesitated for half a second, and finally ran over quickly.

"Why are you willing to answer his call, but yet you dare not take the initiative to contact him?" Teacher Yi asked.

Lin Sanjiu was startled when asked.

"Why...?"

The speed of the corpse behind her increased again, and she had to speed up her pace, coughing up a mouthful of blood almost every few steps. But Lin Sanjiu's mind seemed to be completely caught by the name "Ji Shanqing", and he murmured: "I...I always feel that if he reaches out to me, I will still have some room to dodge and maneuver." . But if I take the initiative to walk towards him..."

It seems like it will turn into a mosquito swallowed by a pitcher plant.

Of course her life will not be in danger, what will greet her will be long and endless... love?

"You don't dare to see him because you don't understand him," Teacher Yi said softly, more like a flicker of consciousness than ever before. "When you start to understand him little by little, will you be able to meet him with confidence?"

"But how can I understand it?" Lin Sanjiu smiled bitterly again. That child seemed to be shaped into something paranoid, strong, twisted but extremely gentle because of his life experience... He seemed to know that he would bring her a situation that she didn't like, and he had been holding back, and because of this Restrained and trembling in pain...the fence restraining him will collapse at any time...

Eh?

Something suddenly moved slightly in her mind, as if breaking the dusty old memory and breaking out of its shell again.

Lin Sanjiu opened [Conscious Mimicry] with some disbelief - the target was none other than Ji Shanqing.