My card is refined [unlimited]

"Sister...come and sit." Two little girls who looked exactly the same took the puppeteer by the hand and led her into the room.

Two skinny little hands held her, and the puppeteer's fingers tightened uncomfortably, holding the little hand that was hard to the touch.

The light in the room was not turned on, and the light from the corridor passed through the crack of the door and shone on the pale faces of the two sisters. The bloodless and thin faces were particularly strange under the light, and the two pairs of eyes were staring at the puppeteer. It made her feel furious.

"Are you...?" The puppeteer asked calmly without changing his expression.

"I'm sister Aya, and she's sister Yaya." The girl holding her left hand let go, picked up a bench and placed it behind the puppeteer, "Sister, come and sit."

"Aren't you going to sit down?" The puppeteer glanced at the bench, but didn't sit down.

"There is only one stool in the room." Aya lowered her head in embarrassment, put her hands in front of her, and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

The room was too dark, but luckily they hadn't closed the door yet, and the puppeteer could see the scene clearly with this little light.

Unexpectedly, this place is so simple that the puppeteer can't imagine whether this is really an apartment like other rooms—not to mention the bed that is so small that it can barely sleep two children, A dilapidated table that maybe even the children in the mountain area would not look up to, and the bench under the puppeteer's ass is actually the best and the latest, and other than that, some dilapidated The books and clothes left in the corner were randomly placed in the corner, and there was not even a decent piece of furniture here.

The puppeteer frowned and looked at the scrawny twins: "Where are your parents? They let you live in this kind of place? Is it because you can't even eat?"

The two sisters looked at each other, and finally the elder sister spoke: "Mom and Dad... are working outside."

"Here, there is only us. Every month... there will be money, and we will eat... But we, we eat too much, so often, we can't eat enough." Aya spoke in a bumpy way, not at all like a ten The [-]-year-old child, on the contrary, is as inarticulate as a one- or two-year-old doll who is babbling, "Just, I will find the landlord's grandpa, sell, second-hand, sell second-hand furniture, and exchange money for food."

"You don't turn on the lights because you want to save money?" The puppeteer didn't need to look up to know that the lights were covered with dust.

"...Yes. The light, the electricity bill requires money, so I didn't turn it on." Aya nodded.

"..." The puppeteer was silent, and sat on the bench under the expectant eyes of the twins.

The person sat down on the bench and waited for a while, but nothing happened.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Then why don't you sit on the bed, it's not good to stand all the time."

Aya stared at the puppeteer with her dull eyes for a while, then responded in a low voice, and pulled Yaya to sit on the bed.

The dilapidated little bed made an unbearable sound, as if it was about to collapse in the next second.

"You usually can't eat enough to eat, how can you live on? How about taking a bath? What about clothes? Don't you have any?" The twins looked pitiful and well-behaved. order something.

"It's good to have an aunt..." Aya still spoke, "An aunt with a younger brother, yes, give us some money, let us fetch hot water, take a bath... and clothes, which my younger brother can't wear , put it on for us."

It was only then that the puppeteer noticed that the clothes on them were boy-style. The aunt with the younger brother they mentioned should be the woman just now. The clothes of a five-year-old boy, no matter how big, are worn by a ten-year-old girl. It is also small, the twins' arms, calves, and waists are all exposed.

She felt a little distressed. The two ten-year-old girls lived on their own without adults to take care of them. She didn't know when it started. If they were like this since they were young, the parents would simply It is a beast.

Before she could continue to ask, the younger sister who had been quiet all this time suddenly moved—the two children’s eyes were bad after being out of sight for a long time, and they also became a little afraid of light. The door was only closed for a while, Yaya He covered his eyes and started crying: "Sister... light, light... bright, hurt..."

Aya cut off the narration, got out of bed hastily, and was about to close the door.

It's just that the action was too hasty, and the child became unsteady and fell to the ground.

Feeling sympathetic to the twins, the puppeteer saw Aya fall, and his heart tightened, and he wanted to get up to help her, but she moved her body, only to find that she was fixed on the bench and could not move.

"!" The puppeteer retracted his hands and pressed the bench under him. He couldn't let himself leave it with all his strength. He could only watch Aya stand up and run to close the door.

The only light source was blocked by the door, and the room was plunged into darkness. The puppeteer turned her eyes and looked around nervously, fearing that the two sisters would turn into monsters and attack her in the next second.

"Sister... don't be afraid, it's fine." Aya closed the door, walked to the puppeteer who was tense all over, and pressed her cold hand against her arm, making her tremble.

In the darkness, Aya's eyes were particularly conspicuous. The pupils that were originally dull, now lit up.

The puppeteer controlled himself not to shake off Aya's hand, and asked softly, "Why did you close the door? Since you can't turn on the lights, aren't the lights in the corridor also good?"

Aya shook her head, her voice was very soft: "Light?"

She took the puppeteer's hand with both hands and placed it on her chest, "Sister...don't ever trust the lamp."

Yaya stopped crying when the door was closed, and two almost overlapping voices rang in the ears of the puppeteer, just like the one heard outside the door not long ago, in a stiff and toneless tone:

"Under the lamp, there are unknown shadows."

-

Su Mingxuan took the little boy's hand.

The disgusting liquid accumulated more and more, the liquid on the ground covered his ankles, and the liquid dripping from the ceiling climbed up his arms.

For Su Mingxuan, the liquid was easily thrown away, but he tightly held the boy, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring the boy out a little.

But after the pain in his mind gradually subsided, Su Mingxuan realized something, let go of his hand, and watched the liquid submerge the boy, covering his body and the top of his head.

"I'm so stupid..." Su Mingxuan blinked, and lowered his sore arms helplessly, "My eyes can kill living things. I stared at the boy for so long, but I didn't see him being swallowed."

"—This child is already dead."

Even his mother.

Su Mingxuan looked at the woman who had been mostly swallowed by the liquid, with an inexplicable expression.

"Is it because none of the residents here are alive, or are these two just dead when they were touched by the liquid?"

He walked up to the woman with only the head left, looked down at her, and sighed: "It would be great if I could get some copy information."

After the boy was swallowed, the liquid in the corridor grew faster and faster, and it had reached Su Mingxuan's calf. He turned his head in trouble, and looked around: "How do I get out of here?"

"Ah..." Only half of the head of the woman at her feet moved.

Su Mingxuan was taken aback, squatted down, and looked at the woman's eyes that were struggling to open: "Are you still alive? No...it should be dead."

He saw the death in the opponent's eyes.

"Could it be that the soul is still there? That's right, it's a joke card after all." Su Mingxuan bent down and put his ear to the woman's mouth, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Ah, ah..." The woman moved her eyeballs, and vague syllables overflowed from her throat.

Su Mingxuan moved a little closer.

"Hey...hey..." She suddenly smiled strangely, half of her face grinned to her ears, her eyeballs protruded and almost fell off, "God said, I did...the right thing."

"Then you—believe, god?"

The rest of the woman's words were drowned in the liquid.

Su Mingxuan's heart tightened, and before he got up, the familiar swelling pain came again. He grabbed his hair and fell unsteadily to the ground.

After the women and children disappeared, the water level of the liquid rose rapidly, as if invisible hands climbed onto Su Mingxuan's body, holding him firmly, trying to drag him in.

Panting, the young man moved his body with difficulty, raised his chin, and avoided the liquid that had already covered his neck. He softly called out the weapon, and the square 2 on the card was flashing black light.

[Poker: Box 2 Red Python

Level: boss level unit

Introduction: It is obviously a python, but it has four legs, like a reptile such as a lizard, but the gods think that it has a chance to become a dragon in oriental mythology, and raise it. It turns out that no matter how long you raise it This appearance was put into "poker" by the gods

Remarks: In fact, it is not an amphibian, so don’t put it in the water, but it can carry you across the river]

A huge red boa constrictor appeared under Su Mingxuan's body, lifting him out of the liquid, the jet-black liquid sticking to Su Mingxuan's body tensed, but it still couldn't resist the power of the boa constrictor, and broke in mid-air.

Su Mingxuan shook his body, shook off the liquid from his body, and lay down on the boa constrictor's back, coughing non-stop.

"Cough...cough, cough cough." He didn't care where the red python crawled, he coughed until his eyes were wet with tears, and the feeling of nausea and vomiting tormented his stomach, Su Mingxuan just soaked in the liquid for a while Yes, it felt like his whole body was being penetrated, his stomach was filled with water, and he kept rushing towards his throat, trying to break through.

Can't vomit, can't vomit, can't vomit, can't vomit, can't vomit—

Su Mingxuan remembered the boy's appearance, covered his mouth with both hands, and swallowed all the nausea.

After he got out of the liquid, the water level stopped rising, and the liquid on the ceiling also stopped in mid-air, and the red python carried him up and down the corridor.

And Su Mingxuan curled up, pinching his neck with one hand and covering his mouth tightly with the other. He couldn't bear it, he couldn't even breathe, his face was flushed, the unstoppable nausea surged from his throat, His eyes were red from choking.

As soon as he was distracted, the unknown ravings in his mind started to play tricks again, mixed with a few laughs, as if mocking Su Mingxuan's useless work.

I will not admit defeat...

Su Mingxuan hooked his lips, and drew another card from the "poker" with trembling hands.

Centipedes with a width nearly two fingers thick appeared in the black light, and they crawled onto his arms. The limbs broke through the skin, and they got in through the wounds.