Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 719: Two boys
"Is this the mirror fragment that the show asked me to look for?" I looked at the mirror behind the bedroom door, and quickly denied this guess: "The optional task says to find mirror fragments, and this is obviously a mirror fragment. A complete mirror."
The task of the live broadcast of the show was very vague. It only said to find the mirror fragments, but did not give me any hints related to the mirror.
"There was a similar product in the live broadcast product catalog, called the reincarnation mirror fragment, and the price was 100 points."
I suddenly thought of the mirror fragment I brought out from the deep dream, there should be some kind of connection between the three. "After so many live broadcasts, I can be sure that the show will not randomly release optional missions, so I want to come..." In conjunction with the previous live broadcasts, plus my experience in the deep dream, I am 80% sure, The mirror shards you are looking for in the show should be found with me on the unlit road in the deep dream.
The fragments arrived are the same.
Only I can distinguish this special lens. They have the same shape and function as ordinary mirrors, but they can't reflect my appearance.
Looking at the mirror behind the bedroom door, although it is blurry, the image of me and the boy are in it, obviously this is not what I am looking for.
"I knew it wouldn't be so easy. The difficulty of the optional missions in the show are all hell-level." I stopped talking and watched the boy silently.
After arranging the apples, he knelt in front of the mirror, staring straight at the mirror, as if the people inside would come out.
A few minutes passed, but nothing changed in the mirror. There were only me and the little boy in the dark room, and there was no third person reflected in the mirror. "Is this child sick from longing and bewildered? His parents are really in this room? Could it be that his family are the 'pigs' that Zhu Li said?" Thinking of the lunatic who sewed pigskin on his body I felt uncomfortable, he must have hidden something very important from me, he didn't have it from the bottom of his heart
I want me to leave the Red Mansion alive.
Thinking about something in my mind, I casually glanced at the mirror, and was surprised to find that the little boy in the mirror was also peeking at me.
He knelt on the ground with his back to me, lowered his head, and quietly looked at me in the mirror with his big eyes.
I don't know if I was nervous or too nervous, but I saw a trace of hatred in the boy's eyes.
I have no grievances with him? why hate me No, he is not hating me, but simply hating outsiders.
The boy's look just now has aroused my vigilance, but I didn't show it. Instead, I pretended not to notice and took the initiative to draw closer to him.
Bending down, I squatted beside him: "Are you waiting for your parents?"
The little boy looked in the mirror and didn't say a word. I can only guess based on the changes in his expression.
"Why do you put the fruit in front of the mirror? Are your parents in the mirror? Or... only the mirror can see your parents?" The boy moved his lips as if he wanted to say the last sentence What, but forcibly held back.
Through this small detail on his face, I have already guessed something, but I can't confirm it yet.
"Do you want to see your parents? How about taking me to them?" I said a lot in a soft voice, but the boy didn't reply, and just when I was about to give up, I left this room and went to check in other rooms Suddenly, a very weak cry for help came from somewhere in the bedroom.
"Woo..."
"What's the sound?" With my keen senses, I quickly determined the source of the sound, and my eyes fell on the wooden bed: "It came from under the bed."
As I was about to pass, the boy who was kneeling in front of the mirror suddenly reached out and grabbed my trousers: "What's wrong?"
The boy shook his head at me without saying a word, his purple lips were tight, and there were still a few small cuts on them.
He opened his mouth, pointed under the bed, shook his head and waved his hands, signaling me not to go over.
The boy's abnormal behavior made me even more curious. What's under the bed? Let a person who has always been indifferent to me suddenly change his attitude.
I gently pulled away the boy's hand, stroking the ghost ring with my fingers, and slowly approached the wooden bed.
"Ah, ah..." Passing by the boy, he suddenly got up from the ground and kept my leg, making a weird sound like a frightened sparrow.
"It's okay." I tried to pull him a few times, and found that the boy was hugging him tightly. He tried his best to stop me: "The voice from under the bed just now was obviously made by humans. This child If you insist on not letting me pass, could it be that it is not a human being? It is something terrifying?"
I was already mentally prepared, and I lifted my legs and dragged the boy to the wooden bed.
The bedding was damp and had a musty smell. The wooden bed in the boy's house was very low, and there was not much space under the bed, so I didn't search here at first.
The pants were tightened, and I looked down. The boy's bony fingers twisted my pants like iron hooks. His body trembled like a water monkey climbing on my calf.
"Are you afraid?" I didn't dare to underestimate it, and I became nervous, and lifted the bed sheet cautiously.
"Woo, woo!"
I was stunned by the scene that came into my eyes.
A six or seven-year-old boy was tied under the bed, with a lump of debris stuffed in his mouth, and horror in his eyes.
"What's the situation? Where did this child come from? If the boy under the bed is the boy Zhu Li said lived on the sixth floor, then what is crawling on my lap?" I felt an unprecedented malice and lowered my head. He looked, and exchanged glances with the scrawny boy.
What surprised me was that the other party did not show panic or anger, but hid his head behind my thigh with a deep fear.
"What is this child afraid of?" The boy under the bed has delicate features, although his face is pale, but from his clothes and body shape, it can be seen that this child has not suffered much, not to mention that he came from a family of great fortune and wealth. At least live a carefree life.
I turned the bed board over hard and untied the rope for him: "Don't be afraid, take a deep breath first, don't speak loudly, and relax."
Take a step back and give the kid enough space. I waited for him to calm down before asking: "What's your name? Have you been living here before?"
Before I finished asking, the boy's eyes were filled with tears, as if he was about to explode in the next second, so I hurried forward and covered his mouth.
It took a full ten minutes before the boy returned to normal, his eyes were red, and he told me an explosive news.
His name is Li Ming, he lives in Baogang District outside Guanwai, and he was lured into the Red Mansion.
With a deeper understanding, I realized that this child is the classmate of the restaurant owner's son, the child who was attacked by the black umbrella woman!
After Li Ming was rescued by me, his mood fluctuated greatly.
During the period, I also asked some questions about the Black Umbrella Woman, but he hesitated to explain clearly, and all the memories related to the Black Umbrella Woman are very vague. And when I asked him why he went crazy and ran into the deep alley, his answer was somewhat beyond my expectation.
It wasn't that he was seduced and lost his mind, but that he saw his mother beckoning him to hurry over in the alley.
According to what he said, when he looked back at that time, he found that standing beside him was not his mother, but a stranger with a black umbrella, that's why he did such absurd things.
As for how he appeared in the red building after being abducted by the black umbrella woman, he himself did not know.
After talking for so long, this six or seven-year-old child only provided me with one useful clue. When he was abducted, he vaguely smelled a smell of meat.
Besides that, Li Ming didn't say anything of value. On the contrary, I saw something abnormal in his attitude towards the little boy.
He was terribly afraid of the boy hiding behind my thigh, as if he was a scourge.
This creates a very delicate situation. The two children are afraid of each other, and they are unwilling to approach each other, as if they will be eaten if they get close.
Seeing the strange behavior of the two, I not only remembered a story I heard a long time ago. The father took the child to the suburbs to play, and stayed in a lifeless hotel at night. In the middle of the night, the father heard his child crying on the bed, saying that there was a monster under the bed. It wasn't until the father lifted the sheet and crawled under the bed that he realized that his child was curling up with a pillow
Under the bed, said a ghost had run into the room.
Who should I trust is always an extremely difficult question. I looked at Li Ming and the scrawny little boy, and remembered their every move, and now I can only do so.
"You two follow me for the time being, I will take you out of the red building." I wanted to take the two of them away, but when the boy who was holding my calf heard this, he immediately let go and backed away desperately. A man got into the bathroom and locked the door.
I don't know which words of mine touched the boy's nerves. I chased to the door of the bathroom, trying to explain clearly to him, but he refused to open the door anyway.
There are many dangers in the corridor, breaking the door will make noise, I was afraid of attracting the attention of those monsters, so I had no choice but to give up and take the boy away.
"Now the situation is becoming more and more confusing. The tenants in the red building, from adults to children, should not be underestimated." I sighed and was about to go to the door to explore the situation in the corridor, but when I turned around, I happened to see Li Ming standing in the bedroom Behind the door, he made a weird expression in the mirror.
It seemed to be mocking and showing off, but it was completely different from the fear he had shown before.
As if he had noticed that I was peeking, Li Ming turned his face to the side, and in the blink of an eye he returned to his previous frightened face, which made me think that I was delusional. "This kid doesn't look like someone in the Red Mansion, and he was indeed **** under the bed at first, but now why do I feel that he doesn't look like a victim at all?"