Welcome to the lock demon tower

Qiao Que looked at his feet, it was much higher than he imagined, and his legs were a little weak.

The design and appearance of this villa are more European-style. The windows on the third floor have an extension of about [-] centimeters, which is enough for a thin adult to stand against the wall.

Theoretically speaking, leaning against the wall should be able to stabilize the center of gravity, but Qiao Que dared not face the outside, so he stuck it on the wall in a large font, chrysalis and pouted his buttocks slowly towards the direction of the bell tower. Move slowly.

The walls have experienced wind and rain, some places are rough, and some places are covered with slippery moss. Qiao Que pressed his cheeks against the wall very afraid of death, imagining himself as an octopus. The absorption ability of the lips is also used together.

438: "...Fuck, this is too hard work, are you going to kiss the entire exterior wall of this villa?"

Qiao Que's mouth swelled and collapsed: I don't want to either, bah bah bah bah.

438 looked unbearable: "Don't you spiritual practitioners have any skills to climb rocks and walls? Levitate? Fly through the clouds?"

... No matter how bad it is, there should be some props, such as... binding the fairy rope?

Or something like a crane mount!

This is more ecstatic!

What kind of spiritual practice can climb walls like sea cucumbers!It's too ugly!

Qiao Que was so angry that his teeth itch: ...No!don't read!

Those who can climb walls are called ninjas!Or Spider-Man!

not educated!snort!

438: "...Okay, okay, we are really good, don't be distracted, hey! Watch the road and watch the road!"

Qiao Que moved to the side with trembling steps like this. After moving five or six meters, his whole body was covered with sweat, and finally he could see the small corner.

Because it is connected to the clock tower, standing on the third floor and looking out, it happens to form a visual blind spot.

Qiao Que's figure suddenly froze.

He finally saw the corner where the extension of the wall meets the bell tower, the huddled, dusty, skinny skeleton that belonged to a child that almost merged with the gray exterior wall.

He froze his figure and lost all language.

He seemed to have a psychic connection again, and once again saw that small, lonely and frightened figure running away like a headless chicken in the darkness.

Perhaps because the person chasing him is well-informed and careless, or because he is small and nimble, he burrows around and confuses the other party's attention.

He actually fled to the third floor.

He was full of thoughts about avoiding the teacher behind him, and in a hurry, he turned out the window, and his small body crawled along the edge of the window to the blind spot of vision, hugged tightly, shrank there, and shivered.

In the end, maybe the maid locked the windows from inside the house, or maybe he got sick from the cold from fear.

After hiding, he was trapped in this place, and could never leave.

Qiao Que was stunned for a few minutes before recovering, then gritted his teeth, and continued to move towards that place.

It took a long time for 438 to find his own voice: "You...be careful, don't be impatient. Pay attention to your feet. Soon...it will be free."

There was a rusty taste in Qiao Que's mouth: "Yeah!"

When Qiao Que finally stepped back into the house trembling and took off a garbage bag tied around his waist, he felt that his body was no longer his own.

438 has always been worried and afraid to talk to him, so he couldn't hold back his words at this time: "...you actually put him in the trash bag?!"

Qiao Que choked: There is no way, the most convenient container I can find at hand!

You can't take it with your bare hands... What is that?In case of losing a leg or something... It's up to me whether I can be relieved!

Maybe even 666 will evolve into a perfect body!

Zhao Kexin also took the small half of the bag without a word, said a few words "Amitabha", opened the bag, and recognized the dusty clothes, and could vaguely see the background of the blue and white stripes.

She raised her hand and rubbed Qiao Que's gaudy and dirty face: "You actually hit the spot again! Qiao Que, you are such a clever little ghost!"

She wiped Qiao Que's face with doubts on her face: "Why is your mouth swollen?"

Qiao Que: ...

Zhao Kexin's eyes wandered between his sausage mouth and the garbage bag, his double chin was raised back, and the expression on his face was indescribable.

Qiao Que struggled to cover her mouth: "Sister Kexin, what are you thinking!"

Jiang Luchi suddenly said, "Look quickly."

Qiao Que got up when he heard this, and followed his gaze.

At some point, 666 appeared in the corner in front of them.

He looked down at his own remains in the bag in front of him in a daze, and after a long time, he smiled sweetly.

Soon, like the children before him, his body gradually became transparent, and finally, together with the pile of white bones in front of him, turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Before disappearing, Qiao Que saw his mouth shape:

"Thank you brother."

Qiao Que felt relieved, and looked up at Jiang Luchi: "I succeeded?"

Looking at his cat-like face and inexplicable sausage mouth, Jiang Luchi did not know where he thought, put on some inconspicuous smiles, nodded and said: "Successful. You did a good job."... Even Greatly exceeded my expectations.

Qiao Que jumped for joy after knowing it, and almost wanted to twist the Yangko in place.

He jumped up immediately, and ran downstairs with big strides.

In the lobby on the first floor, many teammates had already surrounded the family portrait.

They all had surprise smiles on their faces, shook hands and congratulated each other loudly, and the atmosphere seemed to be celebrating the new year.

The sequined girl saw him and immediately waved to him, overjoyed: "Qiao Que! Did you do it? The photo has been restored!"

Qiao Que nodded vigorously and showed her a big smile: "Good luck, I found that child."

After solving the photo... He immediately thought of his mission, so he didn't have to hide it anymore, and quickly took out the diary from his backpack.

The air on the diary fluttered more joyously, and Qiao Que seemed to be one step closer to twisting the yangko, and they all scrambled towards the family portrait.

The hint is very obvious.

Qiao Que collected himself, and carefully approached the family portrait with the diary.

With an extremely slight "click", the little golden lock next to the diary opened.

At Qiao Que's feet, there was a slight swing, and something floated down in a whirl.

A family portrait.

He lowered his head to pick it up and looked at it over and over in his hand. The photo was nothing special, it was the one hanging on the stairs, shrunk down to a normal-sized photo.

This photo is the same as the paper in the diary, with a yellowish color, and it looks like it has aged.

Zhao Kexin looked at the back of the photo, there was nothing there, and touched his chin: "What do you mean? It's... related to your mission?"

Qiao Que probably guessed something, sat cross-legged on the steps, and gently opened the diary.

The entire diary is full of densely packed small characters, and some clipped newspapers are pasted in some places.Qiao Que was not in the mood to finish reading bit by bit at this moment, and turned to the last page directly.

Sure enough, as he expected, on the last page of withered and yellow paper, there was a rectangular imprint with torn marks on it, which should be the size of the photo in his hand.

He didn't think much about it, and as a matter of course, he pasted the photo in his hand on the last page of the diary according to the traces.

Then, in the next second, he heard a clear "beep" in his head, and a thought came out of no reason like it did in the beginning.

His task is complete.

Qiao Que was stunned: ...Did it go so smoothly...

438 wished he could shake the water out of his head: "Is this called smooth?!"

... You have kissed the outer wall of this house once, what a sacrifice!

...is very unhappy.

Then whoever is talking about you, leave a QR code in one hand, and don't care about it!

The smile on Qiao Que's face grew bigger and bigger, his mind was filled with the BGM of the great news from the hypermarket, and he jumped in front of Jiang Luchi with great momentum.

Jiang Luchi: ...

Qiao Que couldn't hide his smug expression: "Brother Chi! My mission is complete!"

This time the world is more difficult than last time!But I didn't hold Brother Chi back!Also successfully completed the task within three days!

I feel like I have made great progress!It is very necessary for the boss to give affirmative buffs!

Jiang Luchi looked at his astonishingly bright black and white eyes, and his body movements that almost said "Praise me, praise me" on his face, and his mood suddenly improved.

"Well. You've made great progress."

Qiao Que was praised so deeply that his head was bubbling and he almost flew up. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a huge beast-like roar from outside.

He froze.

All the taskers who were as enthusiastic and festive as a gathering of relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year were stunned.

We seem to be...missing something...huh?

Qiao Que: It's over, it's over, I forgot that woman is a Digimon!

What a complete body!

The door of the villa had been completely opened at some point, and the woman was standing on the grass outside.

Her appearance has not changed much, but her gentle and elegant temperament is no longer. The whole person is like an unconscious beast, lying on the ground to eat, and the roar of a beast protecting the food keeps coming out of her mouth.

Yes, she is eating.

Under her body, there were many broken limbs and broken arms, as well as torn pieces of familiar maid outfits.

Qiao Que: "Damn it... She swallowed those two airbags... I mean, sister maid swallowed them alive?"

Zhao Kexin rubbed goosebumps desperately: "At any rate, I used to know how to arrange the dishes delicately, but now it has degenerated into eating raw?"

Jiang Luchi's expression became serious, and he shook his head: "The two maids were created by her with a part of her power, but now she's just getting back her power."

Qiao Que took a few steps and retreated to the back: "Transformation is transformation, why do you have to do such a bloody thing!"

Let me eat meat in the future!

Jiang Luchi's tone was light: "Maybe it's a little dangerous. Qiao Que, you can send it back first."

Teleportation... Yes, Qiao Que immediately remembered that Jiang Luchi's mission was to eliminate the boss.

Thinking of this, his blood boiled for no reason, and he felt that he suddenly became the protagonist of a Japanese boy manga, and shouted the classic line: "I won't go! I won't leave my companions behind!"

Hiss - it's still a little cool.

438: ...

Jiang Luchi: ...?

Qiao Que acted a little bit better, continued to wave his hand, and shouted to the surroundings with a solemn face: "If you finish the task, send it quickly, and leave the rest to us!"

He was answered by dead silence.

The taskers who were still surrounded by groups just now had already disappeared without a trace.

Qiao Que: ...

Is it fast enough? !

After a long time, we are the only ones who need to fight the boss? !

438 yin and yang: "Heh, I'm sorry to remind you, you don't want to either. Please don't have inappropriate estimates of your own strength."

...not just for that who!Don't think I don't know!

Qiao Que: ...