Welcome to the lock demon tower

Qiao Que lay on her bed, screaming in pain.

His jeans were half faded, and his white boxer briefs were bloodstained and mixed with various stains, which was horrible.

It was only then that Zhao Kexin realized that the wound was probably much more serious than they had imagined. It was not easy for Qiao Que to last until he finished dealing with the female ghost before howling.

"Little Qiao, are you sure you don't want me to look at it for you? The wound is bleeding all the time, and the sewage got in just now. It won't be good if it gets infected."

Qiao Que refused to obey: "No way! How can girls see this kind of place!"

Zhao Kexin pursed her lips: "It's even more unsafe for men to see...?"

Qiao Que:? ? ?

Zhao Kexin earnestly said: "There is no way to do this... Don't worry, Benben was brought up by me since he was a child, so you are no different from my own brother, why don't you let me see?"

Qiao Que covered her with a quilt to defend her dignity: "No way! I don't even want to die!"

Zhao Kexin did the same thing, sneaking his eyes at Jiang Luchi who was leaning against the window and had nothing to do with him: "Otherwise..."

Jiang Luchi averted his eyes and said coldly, "It's not convenient."

Zhao Kexin: "Oh."

... seem to know something?

Qiao Que didn't hear their conversation. The whole night's tossing exhausted all his strength, so he could only lie on the pillow, crying in grief and anger while trying to wake up 438 in his head.

Qiao Que was weak: Tuotuo, Tuotuo, don't cry, you've been crying for over an hour...

438: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Qiao Que: ...From the time I fell off the roof until now, it has been too long...

438 can't stop: At that time, I really thought you were going to die the host...it's all my fault...I'm so useless, I didn't find out that female ghost was lurking under the roof sooner...

Qiao Que had no choice but to pat him down: It's all right, I'm fine...Tuo Tuo, can you help me see the wound?

438: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Qiao Que: ...

... Do you hear that what you are talking about is human?

There was movement in the living room, it sounded like He Ping and his team had returned.

Frowning, Zhao Kexin finally waited for the rescuer: "Little Qiao, wait, I'll let Brother He come over... I remember that the one among them whose surname is Ding seems to be a doctor."

Qiao Que buried her face in the pillow, grinned and nodded.

Soon, He Ping's worried voice sounded in the living room: "Injured? Is it serious?"

I don't know what Zhao Kexin answered, He Ping immediately asked Xiaoding to come over to help him treat the wound.

When he walked to the door, Zhao Kexin's voice came in clearly and resoundingly: "...Oh, it's quite complicated. To put it simply, demons and ghosts like to chase Xiao Qiao, and then he was caught, and his ass was bleeding. gone."

Qiao Que: ...

He Ping:? ? ?

Xiao Ding is a doctor, and he brought simple external medicines and gauze with him when he entered the Suoyao Tower, and helped Qiao Que take care of it carefully, and even put on beauty stickers.It is said that the wound bleeds a lot, but it is not serious, and there is no need to suture it. Just ask Qiao Que to pay attention to it in the next few days.

Zhao Kexin was worried about selling white powder: "Then in this situation...does he need a tetanus? What about the rabies vaccine?"

Qiao Que: ...

...Xu Siran is watching you from the top of the opposite building.

Doctor Ding didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "To be honest, I don't know if I will get tetanus if I get scratched by a ghost... But according to what you said, the wound has been soaked in dirty water, so it should be given an injection. I think, Go to the school hospital first tomorrow, fortunately there are still normal doctors and medicines there during the day."

Qiao Que felt relieved. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He felt that even the pain of the wound after being treated by Dr. Ding was within a tolerable range.

He was extremely grateful: "Thank you, Dr. Ding, your medical skills are too good."

Dr. Ding packed up his things and went back to his room, then he replied casually, "No way, I have been an obstetrician and gynecologist for nearly three years, and you have seen this kind of injury a lot."

Qiao Que was terrified: ... what subject?

438: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

In order to avoid pressing on the wound, Qiao Que could only sleep on his side all night, his whole body was sore and numb, and he had difficulty breathing. Even in his dreams, he was wrapped motionless by a huge Cthulhu tentacles, and he woke up before dawn. With dark circles under his eyes, he floated out of the room to wash.

Doctor Ding next door also woke up quite early, and greeted Qiao Que with a smile.

Qiao Que washed his face with cold water and finally regained consciousness. Dr. Ding looked at his bewildered face and finally laughed out loud: "Xiao Qiao, you are still a newcomer, don't work so hard next time. After all, it is impossible for you to single out the boss when the mission comes up. In fact, we also encountered some dangers last night, but fortunately, Brother He commanded it properly, and there was no danger, and no one was injured."

Only then did Qiao Que remember the business: "Ah, by the way, Dr. Ding, did you go to the library last night?"

Doctor Ding nodded: "Yes."

Qiao Que: "Can you tell me?"

Dr. Ding smiled: "There's nothing wrong with that. Brother He originally planned to have a meeting to exchange information after everyone got up. But now, let me see the wound first."

Qiao Que nodded obediently, and while exposing the wound, he asked casually: "Doctor Ding, if you work in the hospital, if you have yin and yang eyes, wouldn't it be particularly scary?"

While looking at the wound, Dr. Ding let out a snort: "I don't have yin and yang eyes, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to continue in this business. I'm ashamed to say that my abilities are pretty weak, so it's okay to tell you, I can stand up in front of myself." Air shield."

Qiao Que was surprised: "Wow! That's amazing!"

Dr. Ding waved his hand helplessly: "It's not as powerful as you think. Not only does it take time to react and read the text, but it also doesn't last for a few seconds, so it's basically useless in real life. Oh, it can't be said that it can't be used, right? One time, I suddenly awakened this ability in order to avoid a medical trouble, and I was shocked at the time."

Qiao Que sympathized: "...the doctor really worked too hard."

Dr. Ding stopped talking and concentrated on changing Qiao Que's dressing and gauze.

Zhao Kexin came out of the room with a mask on.

As soon as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he saw Qiao Que lying on the sink with his buttocks pouted, and Dr. Ding was behind him, squatting and touching his lower back.

Zhao Kexin's mask cracked: ...

Early in the morning, is it so exciting to play?

The three of them looked at each other for a while, before they could speak.

A door was opened with a "bang," and the sound was so loud that it attracted everyone's attention.

Tang Momo rushed out, her lips trembling, unable to utter a word.

She grabbed Zhao Kexin's hand helplessly, with tears all over her face, and asked in a panic:

"Have you seen Zhou Tian?"

Sunday is gone.

From Tang Momo's confusing narration, everyone sorted out the whole process.

Zhou Tian was ashamed in front of everyone last night, he held his breath hard and only let it out when he returned to the room.

He scolded the world, and complained to his teammates one by one, the more he scolded, the worse it sounded, especially the culprit in his heart, Qiao Que, who combined new and old grudges, received countless life attacks mixed with dirty words from him.

Tang Momo couldn't listen anymore, and told him to stop complaining. After all, they had agreed to bring the phone back just to let everyone have an idea whether to put it back in the lost and found office.

Zhou Tianben was very dissatisfied with Tang Momo who didn't speak up for him at the time. He was worried that he couldn't find a place to vent to him. Hands-on trend.

This is not the first time Zhou Tian abused herself for no reason. Tang Momo shed tears silently. She didn't want to quarrel with him at first, so she just endured it. Anyway, after he vented his anger, he would sincerely apologize and turn back into a model boyfriend.

Until Zhou Tian said "watery", followed by "bitch", Tang Momo couldn't bear it anymore.

Just in time, the teammates all went out, and the two had a fierce quarrel in the empty apartment.

In the end, Zhou Tian spoke harshly, saying that he would no longer care about Tang Momo's life and death, and wanted to go out alone to find clues, and claimed that he would definitely be the first person to complete the task and leave the Demon Locking Tower.

Tang Momo ignored him, lying alone on the bed in the room and getting angry.

She thought that according to Zhou Tian's pretentious and selfish temperament, he was just trying to get a lip service, and she didn't have the guts to go out alone.

Sad and sad, she just fell asleep.

When she woke up again, Zhou Tian was gone.

Everyone knows that it would never be a good thing to disappear at night in this kind of world.

After listening to her sobbing narration, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

If Zhou Tian were to be put into reality, he was the type that no one would like, but in the Demon Locking Tower, he was a teammate and a companion.

He does not play cards according to common sense, not only will he encounter unknown dangers, but he may also startle the snake and disrupt the rhythm of the entire world line.

Zhao Kexin's mouth twitched, and he fucked Zhou Tian's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart, asking her to say that falling in love with this kind of man is not stupid or blind.

But looking at the crying Tang Momo, she struggled to pick up the intimate sisterhood between the two female compatriots, and hugged her: "Don't worry, maybe it's just delayed somewhere? Or, if you think in a better direction, Maybe he was really lucky, and maybe he completed the mission by mistake and sent it out."

...But everyone knows that this is impossible.

Although everyone's missions are slightly different, they generally go in the same direction. Now everyone's mission progress has not changed at all, and Zhou Tian may be in danger.

An hour later, they found Zhou Tian's body.

He just lay on his back in a very eye-catching position by the lake, dying with regret.

His eyes were wide open and his pupils dilated, giving him a terrified expression.

Like Xia Meng, his body was neatly divided into two by some sharp instrument, from below the collarbone to between the legs, like a piece of bloody cake.

Blood and internal organs were scattered all over the ground, only some meridians on the back were still barely connected, maintaining a roughly human shape.

The knuckles of both hands were stuck in the soil, and the nails were turned out, as if he had made some instinctive struggles before he died.

There are still a large number of insects and ants crawling on the rolled wound, swarming to eat his flesh and blood.

Tang Momo screamed, rolled her eyes and passed out.

Zhao Kexin quickly supported her, and he sat down on the ground slowly, with a look of disbelief struck by lightning.

A few teammates stepped forward hesitantly, squatted aside for a few seconds and vomited out.

Even though he might still be alive after returning to this world, he really died in front of everyone at this moment.

Only Qiao Que was unexpectedly calm.

He stepped forward and carefully examined Zhou Tian's body.

Then he took out his mobile phone and took a clear picture of his death.

He Ping sat blankly on the side, watching him take pictures up and down to leave evidence, then went back to the dormitory, took out the quilt, covered the body from head to toe, busily busy, his hands and feet neat and orderly, somehow , Cold sweat gradually came out from behind.

"...Little Joe? You..."

After Qiao Que finished, he stood up and snapped his fingers loudly.

In front of everyone's eyes, a colorful light suddenly flashed.

A magpie the size of a pigeon hovered and descended from the sky, circled gracefully over the corpse, and then stopped by Zhou Tian's muddy hand, remaining still.

Dr. Ding looked at Qiao Que differently: "Little Qiao, this is...?"

Qiao Que lowered his head sadly, and said, "Soul Tracing Technique. Isolate grievances and save souls of the dead. Brother Zhou died so badly. I don't want him to be affected by the Demon Locking Tower. Let him go well."

He Ping was still in a daze: "Little Qiao...you are really hiding something..."

438, who watched the whole process, said: "...pretending to be fresh and refined..."

Qiao Que agrees: Well, I think so too.Not only pretentious, but also bitch.

438 was puzzled: "Host, isn't this phantom spirit? The kind that deceives children? When did it become such an advanced skill?... What exactly do you want to do?"

Qiao Que exploded: ...Who are you talking about lying to children with the illusion technique!

Jiang Luchi didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He watched Qiao Que finish all this with cold eyes, shook his head, and the corners of his mouth curled into an invisible arc.