Doomsday Wonderland

Everyone, go to sleep first, I didn't do anything this afternoon, and I couldn't see anything clearly after the child was gone. I wasted half a day in a daze... I had to stay up late to make up for it.

run-

Faster, faster—

The wind that brushed against my ears and the soft clatter of my feet stepping on the surfaces of countless pieces of furniture mixed into one, and the land of the lake and lake passed into my ears through the paper balls.

It had been a while, but Lin Sanjiu didn't glance around once; she gave up being cautious, and now there was only one thought left in her mind: how to return to the place where she met the little preserved egg as quickly as possible .

She propped up the back of an upright couch with both hands, jumped up, and as soon as her toes touched the ground, she had already bounced up again, grabbed the top of a wardrobe, turned over and climbed up. Her reflexes have even been mechanized, and it's all about getting as fast as possible - finding a place to land, finding a place to support her weight, flipping, jumping, running.

There was a dull pain in the severed palm, and the night wind whistled across her cheeks, drying the sweat all over her body.

Several times, Lin Sanjiu caught a glimpse of a faint shadow flashing past her peripheral vision; several times, she seemed to hear Momohuhu's voice. From beginning to end, she didn't pause for a second, just whipped her backhand a few times without looking back, rushing faster with all her strength.

In order not to give those things the slightest chance to catch up, when she encountered a situation where the way was completely blocked by furniture, she simply smashed all the things that blocked the road in one breath—even this added a lot of "movement space" to those things. "; but as long as she can run back as soon as possible, she can't care about anything now.

Everyone she met was indistinguishable, not even one who could activate a collar for her. And it looked like they weren't doing well by now; she didn't have time to delay any longer.

Lin Sanjiu didn't expect that her choice at this time was the only one left.

Small preserved eggs.

When she picked up Polwa's head and checked it carefully, she was still not sure whether it was part of the "Massetry doll"; When I got up, Lu Ye once reminded her of this sentence - "If I were you, I would not be so confident... You can see for yourself."

What she meant at the time might be that because there was only one human head left, she felt that there was no way that Polwa could still be alive anyway.

Thinking of Lu Ye, Lin Sanjiu naturally remembered that she should have seen Polwa before her death; after all, what happened after her death, she seems to be unable to maintain it in her memory - after discovering Lu Ye's body, but In just two or three minutes, that "Deer Leaf" completely forgot what had just happened.

It was this thought that made her shudder for a while, and she suddenly came to her senses.

Things after death cannot be maintained in memory!

As soon as Lin Sanjiu thought of this, he immediately put the head on the ground, didn't dare to delay for half a second, and quickly ran out in the direction of the small preserved egg in his memory.

She clearly remembered that before she got into the dining table and met the deer leaves, the little preserved egg came up for the second time; it had been nearly twenty minutes since she first discovered the child. Nearly twenty minutes later, Pidan still knew her and still remembered what happened just now, which showed that he was probably a living person.

Now that she has this certainty, she must make a quick decision and activate the collar as soon as possible; only in this way can she save her companions as quickly as possible.

Climbing and jumping through a large piece of furniture graveyard in one breath, Lin Sanjiu's chest gradually became hot with anxiety. In the distance, she saw the screen again.

Behind the screen is the bed that "Deer Leaf" got into; she walked through it once and knew this place well: there is no other way to go here except to get under the bed. She especially can't break the furniture here - from here, she has to rely on the location of the furniture in memory to guide her.

Lin Sanjiu was extremely fast. When she made up her mind, she had already rushed over the screen. Without giving herself any time to hesitate, she slumped her waist and plunged into the bottom of the bed like an arrow from a string. The thick, invisible darkness enveloped her again, as if it were boundless. Even an evolutionary cannot get anywhere when he has to crawl forward.

When she estimated that five or six minutes had passed, Lin Sanjiu saw another dim exit. From the bed she got in, to the dining table she was about to get out of, there was a passage connecting them; fortunately, the passage was not connected to other furniture at both ends, and each had a small open space, so the passage is very short and has no branches. If all the pieces of furniture are connected together like the ruins she created, I'm afraid she will only get lost when she comes in—

Lin Sanjiu was suddenly stunned.

The reason why Mu Xin appeared under a clock, in a vase, and appeared in the depths of the wardrobe... Is it because he got lost? Maybe he had to crawl into a dark passage like Lin Sanjiu did. As a result, he was unlucky. The darkness stretched in all directions. He never found an exit large enough to allow him to get out?

She imagined how Mu Xin found a dimly-colored exit in the darkness. He leaned over and found that the "exit" was only the size of a human head, and it was covered with a glass cover; then, How did Mu Xin keep shouting to himself through the glass cover.

In this way, when she picked up the clock, she took the "exit" away from the darkness where Mu Xin was; she naturally couldn't see Mu Xin.

The more Lin Sanjiu thought about it, the more it made sense, and her crawling speed gradually slowed down; when she gently stuck her head out from under the dining table, she was still stuck in her own thoughts.

With the paper **** in her ears, it took several seconds for her to vaguely hear that voice.

She was startled, and then immediately realized that it was not a voice. After hesitating for half a second, Lin Sanjiu reached out and took out a paper ball—now that she has experience in stuffing paper **** and tapping her teeth, the movements are fast enough for her to take a little risk.

That soft chewing sound with a strange "chi la" sound became clearer in the dark night.

Lin Sanjiu followed the source of the sound and slowly took a few steps closer.

She silently approached a row of tall bookcases and glanced behind them from the gap between the two bookcases.

A figure with a hunched body and a bony figure was hanging a huge head lowly. The shadow seemed to be broken, folded into a shocking curvature on the floor; both hands were holding something on the ground and sending them one by one to their mouths.

He had to chew each bite for quite a while, as if the thing was very hard to chew. The loud liquid sound of "Guji" and "Guji" stirred clearly in his mouth, as if the thing was filled with soup again.

The thick fishy smell of blood, thick as if it was real, rushed into Lin Sanjiu's nose, causing her to be caught off guard and suddenly a surge of sour water surged. Lin Sanjiu desperately swallowed back the stomach juices, trying not to make any sound, but a layer of cool white sweat was already forming on his back.

She once gave Little Century Egg a bag of food—that bag has long since disappeared, and I don't know where it was thrown by the other party. Pieces of preserved eggs were stuffed into his mouth like a treasure, pieces of flesh and blood attached to the skin.

Don't ask, it must be the flesh of deer leaves.

He ate so intently and earnestly, as if there was nothing more important and delicious in the world than corpse; so the little preserved egg didn't notice Lin Sanjiu at all, and he didn't even notice that there was more food in her trembling hand. Got a [tornado whip].

Deer leaves... not even a whole corpse was left. The bones protruding from her corpse flashed before Lin Sanjiu like a phantom.

Holding back, Lin Sanjiu kept reminding himself that there was still the last chance that the little preserved egg could eat human flesh and still be a living person.

But there's a good chance he's not.

Collar... Now what about the collar...?

Lin Sanjiu spent an inexplicable amount of effort, and finally restrained himself and did not shoot. Just when she was standing there blankly, not knowing what to do, a voice suddenly and clearly rang out: "Lin, it looks quite tricky here."