The Correct Posture for Anti-Transmigration [Quick Transmigration]

Everyone in the room, including Fifth Hao himself, was wondering whether it would be better to confess to brother Duan, or to change to Men Sao, who became angry and fought for a second.But who knows that nothing has had time to start, the plot is reaching its climax, the one who provoked the trouble just ran away without warning, causing everyone to have a mouthful of old blood stuck in their throats, and their eyes almost choked come out.

Wu Hao, who was thinking about how to deal with this moth, felt a faint sense of relief when he saw him go, but just after he was half relieved, he saw the unnatural silhouette in the shadow in the corner outside the door, There was a 'thud' in my heart, and I felt bad.

Could it be that Theodore left directly after seeing this thing just now?

He didn't dare to let go of the half breath that he hadn't had time to exhale. Fifth Hao appeared at the door in a flash, and then saw a man curled up in a corner. Before... at least he was definitely not here when he entered the door thing--

— a puppet doll.

——A puppet doll with a very strange style of painting.

Estimated from its current posture, the height of this doll is only about Wu Hao's knees, and its four-headed body seems to be lying on the ground twisted and twisted, as if the doll has not been fixed properly.His wooden mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to say something, and it seemed that it was simply designed in this way. The fangs on the right scratched the wooden skin on his lips, leaving a not-so-deep, dark red lip There is a layer of red paint on the edge that looks like a bloodstain.

Moreover, most of the puppets in general are for children to play with, and they are all made of smiling faces. Even the old-timers among the horror dolls, if they don't make a move, they will be supernatural. It wasn't until the end of the movie that something was wrong Qi and Billy, at the beginning, had to put on a layer of normal and harmless skin, and only dared to reveal that they were actually black sesame stuffing when there were few people.And this doll not only has a big mouth, but even a pair of eyes are wide open, and the outline of the face is elongated and distorted. Just looking at it, people can feel that it is extremely frightened, as if it has seen a ghost mood.

If that's the case, it's fine. Although there are no children in the castle, there are still a lot of women, and there are a lot of women with distorted aesthetics. Suspects are everywhere.If it was a simple puppet, of course it would not be so simple to let Theodore, who is carrying the perverted setting, give up Nissan's affectionate confession, let alone the sixth sense of Wu Hao, an old fritter who has experienced countless worlds They all started calling the police, feeling terrified.

The main reason is that this puppet is too much like a real person.

This is not only reflected in the expressive expression...the well-tailored high-end tuxedo, the black hair tied by the headband, this puppet is not only meticulously cut, but even the sapphire gold cufflinks at the sleeve corners are not as big as rice grains They are all exquisitely made, and the finest carvings can only be seen clearly with the eyes of vampires, as if they were forcibly shrunk from their normal size.

This is too fucking weird!

Rather than saying it is a doll, it is more like a vampire turned into a doll!

Tsk, so what the hell is unfolding now, why did this thing appear at Lao Tzu's door without dying?Which little bastard put it here on purpose?

I just have one or two plots that didn't follow the original book, how did I turn my head around, and just involved such a □□... Wait!

Fifth Hao's heart shuddered.

Before, I slightly changed the character of the male protagonist Mensao, which is still hidden, but now I put it together with such an event that is obviously not the plot of the original novel... The client will not suspect that there is something wrong with Lao Tzu because of the plot change this time, right?

Anthony, who followed out of curiosity, didn't say anything. On the contrary, Veronica gasped when she saw this thing for the first time, and her face turned pale.Self-defense cells all over her body called the police, and she subconsciously touched the back with her right hand, looking for the holy sword of light that had been confiscated for an unknown amount of time, and quickly stepped back and warned, "Don't touch this doll!"

Although Arnott's character design is boring, but at any rate, it has not reached the level of seeing a hole in the ground in some articles, and has to roll in it and find someone to save it. He didn't touch this unknown object with his hands. Intend.On the surface, he was observing the details of the puppet carefully, but in fact, he was flipping through the novel in his mind, and he pretended to be calm and asked, "Do you know the origin of this puppet?"

The power of conflicting attributes from that doll made Veronica's hair stand on end. Although she didn't have a weapon in her hand, she still stared at the puppet that seemed to be about to explode and hurt people at any time. , gathered the sacred power in the palm of his hand vigilantly, made a defensive posture, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know the origin...but the dark element in it is very strong."

Having said that, she shivered a bit, and continued, "And it looks exactly the same as the vampire who besieged me just now..."

Veronica was about to cry. God knows that when she signed the contract with the strategy department, she clearly wrote that she dared not go to the supernatural text. How could she encounter such a weird thing!

Could it be that there are ghosts?

I never heard that this article also contains supernatural material! !What about the pure blood language? ! ! !

As if to confirm her words, Anthony, who was standing side by side with Fifth Hao, also nodded, his brows were slightly frowned, and his ruby-like eyes were full of inquiry, "When I left just now, that blood race was indeed wearing such a suit. There are scratches on his sleeve corners, footprints on his waist and abdomen...the marks from the fight with Veronica are all correct."

"So it was really changed by that blood race?" The uneasiness in her heart became more serious. She tried her best to discard the associations about supernatural beings, and tried to rely on the clues to the blood race setting, and then she felt a little more comfortable... .However, she originally thought that she had already grasped the cards of all the important roles, but she did not expect that such a seemingly strong opponent would suddenly appear...

Veronica cursed secretly in her heart, then turned her head to look at Yana who was lying alone on the sofa like a Sleeping Beauty in the study, and immediately said with concern, "Let's go into the house first, it's too dangerous to put Yana there. "

She didn't mention that Fifth Hao was really made by this series of events and almost forgot that there was a weak heroine who needed to be protected. Hearing this, he exchanged a glance with Anthony indiscriminately.Just as he was about to retreat, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a name of a person who had never appeared in the original book but had a very important position in the hero's memory popped up, and immediately nailed him in place.

—Mona D.M. Froddy

This person's influence on the original owner was so profound that just as he thought of this name, Fifth Hao's hand hanging by his side trembled slightly, and countless cotton threads were twisted into his originally clear thinking, destroying everything It became a mess.

The blood race's body had already died long ago, only the soul remained in the human world, but his temples began to jump up physiologically, as if he had returned to the time when he was alive.

There was a momentary twirling around him, and countless mottled pictures flashed through his mind, but when he wanted to touch it carefully, it was scattered into fragments and merged into the long river of memory.His right hand held his forehead unbearably, his brain was like boiling magma, it kept rolling and roaring in that small and sensitive space, the vague voice in his ear seemed to come from Veronica, or someone else , the sporadic words are as illegible as a jigsaw puzzle that has been shuffled.

Trying hard to open his eyes, Fifth Hao tried to calm down in the sudden surge of emotion for some unknown reason, but in the end he seemed to be shrouded by an invisible hand and isolated in a closed space where he couldn't even hear his breathing.

Someone pinched his cheeks hard, lifted his face abruptly, the cold wind blew his ears, and the devil's whisper seemed to come from the abyss of hell, "My lovely Arnott, I understand that you can't enjoy people The beauty of blood. Look, I found you a perfect substitute. As long as you drink his blood, you will understand what ethics and morality are, but they are just weapons used by the superiors to restrain the inferiors. You just need to Strong enough to do anything you set your mind to."

The magnetic voice was low and seductive, "You can have countless beautiful women, countless gold and silver treasures, you can walk into anyone's home and ask them to be your slaves. You can redeem any human being, let They become your food, giving their all for your glory."

"You will understand in a moment, my boy."

"The game has begun~" The voice whispering in my ear sounded again, with vicious joy, full of malicious intentions like playing with a mouse "Let me see~ Did the elder brother kill the younger brother first, or did he kill the younger brother first?" Brother, kill brother first."

Then, there was an endless darkness, Fifth Hao’s eyes could not see anything, only the occasional memory fragments could remind him of what happened in this memory. There will be burning pain, and that strong feeling will almost swallow his soul together.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard Theodore's voice... To be honest, that voice was too weak and completely devoid of the usual sinister taste, so he couldn't be sure if it was that person for a while.I don't know when it started, his wrist suddenly started to tingle, and then it became more and more severe, as if he was being cut off the bone bit by bit by something.

At this moment, Theodore, who seemed to be leaning on him, finally uttered a clearer sentence, "Are you going to eat me? My dear brother."