Thousands of demons fell for me

"It was my negligence." He jumped up, and his elegant figure flew down in the night sky, landing firmly in front of Luo Xingchen, "Because it took a little time to burn those messy corpses. "

It turned out that Mo Jingyan just wanted to burn the resurrected monsters in the underground parking lot. From this point of view, he must have misunderstood the other party.

"Are you okay?" Mo Jingyan stepped forward and grabbed his wrist with his warm palm, "Stop running around, it's not a good idea to spend the cold night on the dangerous street."

Luo Xingchen met Mo Jingyan's eyes and hesitated a little.

He didn't know anything about this strange place, he didn't know the conditions for leaving here, and he didn't even know where he should go now.

Even if you want to find a ticket, how can you find it in the middle of the night and in the dark?

Not to mention what the ticket looks like, even if he knew it, he might not be able to see it clearly if it fell on the ground two meters away in such a dark sky.

Since he has no clue and can't find other companions, he can only act with Mo Jingyan for the time being.

After crossing the pedestrian bridge and walking for about a few hundred meters, there is an abandoned small hotel.

Although no one operates and manages it, the facilities inside can still be used normally.

The hotel has only two floors, the first floor is the reception and restaurant, and the second floor is the living room.

Luo Xingchen took a key from the front desk, went up to the second floor, and opened the door according to the house number on the key.

At first glance, the furnishings in the house are quite simple, but at least it is clean and tidy.

There are two small single beds covered with light blue cloth in the room, and there is only a small wooden bedside table between the two beds.

Fortunately, I chose a room at random, and it was a double room.

"Why not a big bed room?"

Mo Jingyan complained in a low voice, walked past Luo Xingchen, sat directly on the bed near the door, and patted the edge of the bed, "If you are afraid, you can sleep with me."

Luo Xingchen rejected the other party's invitation with a speechless look, turned around and grabbed the doorknob, and was about to walk out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Mo Jingyan asked softly.

"bathroom."

There is no independent toilet in the guest room of the hotel, there is only a shared toilet in the deepest part of the corridor.

Luo Xingchen's back shoulder was slapped by the severed hand, leaving a faint bloody palm print.

It just so happens that the hotel also has a hair dryer, which can be dried immediately after washing off the blood.

There is no light in the corridor, only the moonlight outside the window.

Borrowing the faint light, Luo Xingchen stepped on the soft wooden floor all the way to the end of the deep place, and the soft sound of "creaking" echoed in the silent corridor.

There was a cold and damp smell in the air, and the closer it got to the depths of the corridor, the more obvious this smell became.

After entering the door of the bathroom, I pressed the switch on the wall, and after a few flashes, the room suddenly became brighter.

There are two sinks together outside the bathroom, and there are six compartments inside, all with half-open doors, black graffiti painted on the wooden boards, and small colorful advertisements pasted on them.

Luo Xingchen took off his coat, turned on the faucet, and clear cold water gushed out.

He carefully washed the blood stains off his shoulders and turned off the tap again.

The moment the noisy water stopped, the slight chewing sound in the back room became extremely clear.

"Paji - Paji -"

The sound came from a certain compartment.

Luo Xingchen put his coat on his arms, grabbed the mop placed in the corner, walked lightly, and walked slowly towards the room inside.

Through the open wooden doors, the scene in each compartment can be clearly seen.

In the middle compartment on the right, there is a person squatting.

The man's body was extremely fat, almost occupying the entire compartment, and his thick arms stuck to the partitions on both sides, as if he would squeeze the fragile wooden boards at any time.

In the crook of the man's arms, he was holding a round metal box with its label removed. It was filled with white round spherical objects. Because the surrounding arms blocked the light from the outside, it was not very clear. .

The man's eyeballs are cloudy, his eyes are dull, his lips are constantly opening and closing, and there is a reddish-brown unidentified object between his teeth.

Although the appearance had undergone a great change, Luo Xingchen recognized the other party at a glance because of the shiny bald head with the striking traces of morning glory.

"Wang Xintuo?" He whispered uncertainly.

If you are not mistaken, then this person is like a balloon that can expand and contract at will, sometimes very fat and sometimes very thin, even if it is a water-filled pork, it does not grow so fast.

"Ah, it's you."

Hearing the voice, Wang Xintuo raised his head to look at him, the fat on his cheeks vibrated, and the corners of his mouth curled up inconspicuously, "It's good that you're fine."

The voice was hoarse and low, completely different from what I heard in the waiting room before.

"Are you ok?"

Luo Xingchen squeezed the wooden handle of the mop tightly, his eyes were a little more vigilant.

"Okay, I'm fine..." Wang Xintuo grinned, grabbed a few white balls from the metal box, threw them into his mouth, chewed hard, and then took out another one that looked like The biggest one was handed to Luo Xingchen, "Do you want to eat it? Nutrition... protein..."

Under the reflection of the light, Luo Xingchen finally saw clearly.

That white ball was obviously an eyeball gouged out by a sharp weapon. The bloodshot pupils were facing his direction, carrying the fear and unwillingness before dying.

He couldn't help but think of the last words written in blood on the ground by the mutilated corpse in the underground parking lot, "Wang...ghost..."

Could it be that the meaning of that sentence is that Wang Xintuo is a murderous evil spirit?

"You're welcome." Wang Xintuo rubbed his arms against the wooden board, slowly raised his fat body, squeezed his round body out of the small compartment, walked slowly towards Luo Xingchen, and said with a smile, "Little cutie, You saved my life, and I just want to repay you well."

Luo Xingchen took a step back subconsciously, his sweaty back suddenly pressed against a firm and hot chest.

He turned his head immediately, and his astonished gaze happened to meet a pair of deep eyes.

Mo Jingyan looked down at him with leisurely eyes, and slowly touched his shoulder with his broad palm, "You always dress so cool in front of me, are you trying to seduce me on purpose?"

"When are you still joking?" Luo Xingchen frowned slightly, and turned to the direction of the monster again, "Look ahead."

"Oh." Mo Jingyan looked forward without interest, and said indifferently, "I will be jealous if I hide in the bathroom and date other men."

Luo Xingchen sighed helplessly.

Is now the time for gibberish?

What's more, the big fat man in front of him is obviously not a normal human being.

"Eat...don't eat...eat..."

Seeing Mo Jingyan standing behind Luo Xingchen, Wang Xintuo froze in his steps, even his gloomy voice became stammered, his skin, stretched to the limit, was bulging and pale as paper.

Under that thin layer of skin, apart from blood vessels and meridians, there seemed to be other linear objects wriggling slowly.

"eat!"

Wang Xintuo seemed to have finally made up his mind, threw away the metal can in his hand, gave a loud shout, and ran towards the two of them.

Mo Jingyan stood on the spot with dim eyes, suddenly raised his right hand high, and swung a black leather whip several meters long towards Wang Xintuo's body.

"Thorn-"

Under this violent impact, the huge body flew into the air, and the fragile skin burst instantly.

A clump of fluffy brown hair rushed out from the breach, gathered into a ball on the ground, and fled towards the window at high speed.

The dark golden flame ignited the hair at the end, and the brown hair ball let out a mournful cry, and the part burned by the fire quickly fell off from the main body, burning into a pile of scorched black residue.

The rest of the hair slid to the window, smashed the glass and escaped out of the window, went away along the road, and gradually disappeared into the dark night.

"It ran pretty fast."

Mo Jingyan put the long whip on his shoulder, and glanced in the direction of the window with disdain.

"Should we change places tonight." Luo Xingchen looked at the eyeballs scattered all over the place, feeling a little nervous, "What if that monster returns again?"

"With me here, it dare not."

Mo Jingyan laughed lightly, and burned all those piercing eyeballs on the ground into fly ash.

Luo Xingchen took a breath, and looked back at Mo Jingyan, who was very confident in him.

The morning sun dispelled the dark cold and gloom, and fell on the window with soft warmth.

Luo Xingchen leaned against the pillow, a little bit of warm light outlined the corners of his beautiful eyebrows, slowly waking him up from the hazy sleepiness.

The bed in the hotel was too small, and he was cramped when he fell asleep, which made his whole body ache.

He moved his arms, trying to move his muscles and bones, but he suddenly found a strong arm around his waist, and a broad palm was just in front of his body, almost hugging his whole body into his arms inside.

The alarm bell in my heart rang loudly.

Instinctively, Luo Xingchen used his elbows to hit the vitals of the person behind him with all his strength, broke free from that arm, and jumped off the bed all at once.

The person on the bed snorted, covered his heart with his hands, and his face was full of injuries.

"You got into my arms affectionately last night, why would you turn your face after sleeping?"

Mo Jingyan sat up slowly, looking at him quietly.

"Why are you in my bed?"

Luo Xingchen was shocked and angry, his mind was buzzing.

"Take a good look." Mo Jingyan pressed his hands on the bed board and said without changing his expression, "This is my bed."

At this moment, Luo Xingchen was completely awake.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the bed by the door.

He has nocturnal narcolepsy and will sleep deeply, but he definitely does not have the habit of sleepwalking. It is impossible for him to crawl into Mo Jingyan's bed on his own initiative, at least he will not have no memory at all.