Fast Transmigration, I am the Chosen One

Chapter 98 The Dead Ex-Boyfriend (13)

There is no electricity in the inn, only the candles are still burning in the red lanterns hanging in the corner.

The yellowish candlelight shone on the tour guide's face, showing a dry yellow.She still had a gentle smile on her face:

"My friends, sleep well tonight, please, please don't make any noise."

After saying that, she turned around, walked around to the back of the room, and left.

This should be the second prompt word of the tour guide, sleep without talking.

Everyone was silent, went back to the room one after another, and closed the door.

Chen Dongqing sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, looking out through a window that was no more than an arm's width away.

Before she could see anything, Xia Jin stretched out her hand to pull up the window and closed it tightly.

"Go to bed early." He said, "Generally in horror movies, those who sleep are alive and well."

Xia Jin was worried that what happened tonight would scare Chen Dongqing.

She has always disliked watching horror movies.

However, Chen Dongqing, who has been in the lantern for more than 100 years, is worth it.

"Really?" Chen Dongqing looked at Xia Jin, feeling that he still had something to say.

Sure enough, Xia Jin hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, besides what a doctor should have, I also have a very strange prop."

"What is it?"

Xia Jin stretched out her hand, and a yellow child's toy about the size of a palm appeared out of nowhere: a screaming chicken.

Chen Dongqing took it and looked at the screaming chicken, but found no difference between it and the ones sold in the outside market.

"Keep it first." Chen Dongqing said, "Since it is a prop, it can always be used somewhere."

Xia Jin acquiesced to her point of view, and put the Screaming Chicken back into her backpack.

Because there was no electricity and the mobile phone was not with him, Chen Dongqing, who had no entertainment, closed his eyes, but did not feel sleepy.

She still hadn't figured out what the world wanted her to do.

He said he wanted to help Xia Jin, but there was nothing she needed to do right now.This game must have its deep meaning, but how to break the game?

The more Chen Dongqing thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Suddenly, a scream sounded in her ears, which made her tremble and sit up immediately.

Instead of the darkness in front of his eyes, there were many traces of blood scattered in front of his eyes.

Chen Dongqing's heart surged with energy and blood, and he was aroused by these things that moved like tiny insects, making him unsteady.

After several worlds, Chen Dongqing has felt that his soul and body are inconsistent.

Excluding the first world, it is her soul that has grown in the second and third worlds, and as she entered more and more worlds, she did not fit her own body.

It's also ridiculous.

The body that originally carried her soul actually began to reject her soul.

Her mind was about to burst and when she couldn't help but hum, someone gently held her hand.

Chen Dongqing looked up and saw Xia Jin's concerned eyes.

Her soul suddenly settled down.

Xia Jin gestured to her: Are you okay?

Chen Dongqing shook his head, indicating that he was fine.She gathered herself together, and only then did she see clearly what was disturbing her soul.

I saw countless small characters painted on the walls of the bamboo house.Originally written with a black marker pen, the trip here was illuminated by the night, and it was written crookedly in scarlet blood in the gaps between each word:
sos
sossossos
It was densely packed, all of them were distress signals.

There seemed to be some small characters written in the center of o, but the distance was too far for Chen Dongqing to see clearly.

Xia Jin waved to her, motioning for her to stand closer.

Chen Dongqing stepped on the slippers and went down to the ground, bowed and squatted beside him, without making a sound.

But at this moment, the door squeaked, and a black figure quickly rolled in, telling Chen Dongqing to be on alert, holding on to her slippers, and was about to pat the passers-by.

Xia Jin took Chen Dongqing's hand and motioned her not to do it yet.

In the night, the rolling black shadow closed the door and stood up, about the height of a person.The black shadow stretched out, revealing his limbs, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a person.

He really is a person.

Yan Yi squatted down, moved to Chen Dongqing's side, and pressed his index finger to his lips, signaling her to keep quiet.

Chen Dongqing's heart fell back to the original place.

Taking out a paper and pen from his pocket, Yan Yi handed it to Xia Jin, and then Xia Jin wrote:

“Because we don’t know whether private communication counts as talking, so let’s not use the chat room yet.

I asked Yan Yi to come over in the evening, and his magnifying glass will come in handy at this time. "

Xia Jin slowly wrote on the paper and briefly explained his thoughts.

Tonight, ghosts and moles will definitely look for Qiu Yan.The three of them 'civilians' were temporarily out of danger.

Yan Yi's manager Wang Xiao is a Feng Shui master and has the ability to protect himself even if he is exposed in front of ghosts.So Xia Jin asked Wang Xiao to stay temporarily in the house next to Qiu Yan.

It was too dangerous for Yan Yi to be alone, so he was asked to squeeze in with Chen Dongqing and Xia Jin.

Anyway, the rules don't say you can't disturb your residence.

The three of them huddled together, and the screams outside were not so intrusive.

Holding Yan Yi's magnifying glass, Xia Jin moved closer to the wall, and sure enough she saw densely packed small letters in the middle of the letter "O".

Chen Dongqing took a pen and lowered her head to write down the small characters.

"It's sunny today, it's coming again, and I don't want to go on like this."

"It's raining heavily today, but it still hasn't left. When can I leave here and go home?"

"Today is another sunny day. This is my sixth day here. I can't go out, either it dies or I die. Me and it, only one can live!"

"Let me die! Let me end this life! I hate this place, I hate this game!"

"Go die die die die die."

Chen Dongqing felt his scalp tingle when he looked at these densely packed words.

Xia Jin held the pen, looked at the text recorded by Chen Dongqing, thought for a while, and wrote:

First of all, it can be confirmed that this 'it' has been staying near the inn, not afraid of the sun or rain.Second, 'going out', most likely refers to the door of customs clearance.

at last.
The woman's miserable scream made Xia Jin's hand tremble, and the pen drew a long line of ink.A drop of blood dripped down the crack of the window.

With a crash, the window was darkened, and a strong stench made one feel sick. A strangely shaped black shadow was cast on the bamboo window by the weak candlelight outside.

It's like a piece of plasticine that a kindergarten kid has made, arching into various strange shapes, as if trying to squeeze in through the cracks in the window.

Yan Yi covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming. Xia Jin had already taken out the scalpel from his backpack and was staring at the window.Chen Dongqing is probably the calmest among the three.

She watched the 'ghost' change shape through the window, and finally turned into a huge black smiley face with sharp teeth, cracked a gap, and stuck to the window.

It has no intention of coming in.

There are two conditions that meet the assassination tonight: the water outside, and the noise.

However, to Chen Dongqing's surprise, the window opened!
(End of this chapter)