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There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, as if someone had left.Sha Tang heaved a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, picked up the small piece of paper at the door and was about to throw it into the trash can, but when the piece of paper touched his fingertips, a purple flame jumped out, and a piece of paper was reflected inside. The distorted and ferocious face howled like a night cat crying for spring, and then turned into powder.

The sudden change frightened Sha Tang almost to the ground. He barely managed to stabilize his mind and looked at his fingertips. A small red mole appeared there, like a drop of blood secreted by a needle. The kind that would be overlooked.

He tried to scratch it with his nails, but there was no change, it was neither painful nor itchy, but this did not make him feel at ease, the fear of the unknown is what makes people panic. The scariest thing is not that you see a big fluffy spider on the bedside, Instead, you blink and the spider is gone.

That's how he feels now, even more scary, because the horror of this world is not as simple as a spider.

After finding the manuscript paper on the desk, Sha Tang thought about pushing the black powder left after burning through the crack of the door, not knowing whether the "people" outside were still there, anyway, he would absolutely refuse to ask him to open the door at this time. I am willing, but when he turned around, the floor was as clean as new.

The black powder is gone!

A coolness rose from Sha Tang's back, did the black powder slip away by himself, or did "someone" come in when he turned around?

He didn't know, but he was flustered now. He glanced at his watch. It was [-]:[-] in the evening, only four hours had passed since the last time he summoned the fairy tale book. That is to say, in the next two and a half hours, no matter what happened He had to face everything alone.

It would be a lie to say that I am not sad. After all, I have props but can't use them. This is too insecure.

Taking out his phone, he checked his quest points. Thirty points were used for the lottery draw, and 20 points were rewarded for the six-fingered boy's quest, which means he returned to 30 points.

Now there are no new items to be refreshed, and the points for the lottery are not enough. After listening to Chen He's suggestion, he is not going to exchange for other items. Maybe today, looking back on yesterday, nothing happened.

Although it was a fluke, Sha Tang still hung up the small lock on the back of the door. Seeing this, he suddenly missed the security door in the real world, how strong it is.

Pushing the chair against the door, Shatang put the scissors brought out from school by the pillow for his own convenience. As for why the scissors came out after him, this...he didn't know, he thought it was just a boy's obsession. The scene transformed into fantasy, if I knew it was like this, I should bring more things out.

Moreover, the scissors were extremely sharp and looked like scissors for handicrafts. Unexpectedly, they could cut steel wires. He even paid someone two yuan for this, because it was a common clothesline in an alley.

When the aunt saw his murder weapon, she only felt that he was making excuses. She didn't believe that there were such sharp scissors in this world. Sha Tang could only silently apologize and lose money.

But it also gave him a sense of security.

Outside the door, a woman in waiter's clothes was leaning against the wall, listening to the movement in the room, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.

Lowering her eyes, her eyelashes like rain butterflies cast a shadow, covering the darkness within. She stretched out her slender fingers, and saw something like black sand spreading out from the crack of the door. It was exactly the pile of sand that Sha Tang saw black ash.

However, at this time, it was like a little man lying on the ground, walking through the crack of the door with hands and feet, then stood up, shook, and slapped the body twice like dust.

Then it walked towards the woman, and on the way, it returned to a plate of loose sand again, slowly floated into the air, merged into the woman's finger, and turned into a ring tattoo that looked like a vine and a snake, with a little bright red on it, like It's a cinnabar mole and it looks like the pupil of a little snake or a flower blooming from a vine.

Returning to the familiar blood, it rubbed against the woman's finger very affectionately, as if asking for credit,

With a smile on her face, the woman turned to leave, and said regretfully as she walked, "What a pity, it failed again, why can't he remember?"

"But boss, do you like this player?"

A thin voice came from between the woman's fingers, it was the tattoo that was speaking.

"I like it," the woman replied naturally.

The tattoo hesitated for a moment, "Boss, are you going to do the one below?"

Confusion flashed in the woman's eyes, as if she had encountered a blind spot in her knowledge, "What does the following mean?"

"Uh……"

With tattoos, how can I think that my boss ran to seduce others, but he didn't even know about it. Thinking of his moody style, he usually has a head, and now he might scratch his bald head.

"Just... that's right, no, boss, why would you find a woman to pursue him?"

I can't figure out the tattoo, my boss is so handsome, why do I need to find such an ugly woman's body.

The woman froze for a moment when she heard the words, pursue?She frowned and thought for a moment, she seemed to be right, then she asked curiously: "If I'm not looking for a woman, could it be that I'm looking for a man?"

The tattoo is also stunned, good guy, how to answer this kind of question!

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me what's next."

The tattoo thought, if it had a face, it must be green at this moment.

"It's the one lying down when doing that kind of thing, but it's usually used between two men."

The woman nodded thoughtfully, and asked another question, "That kind of thing...is it okay for two men?"

Tattoo: "...yes..."

"Then it's okay to lie on the bottom, it just so happens that I have good arm strength."

Tattoo: "???" Am I thinking wrong or are we not on the same channel?

The tattoo suddenly felt a little emotional, this is really his boss who knows everything and has a treacherous mind.

After so many years, I still can't figure out what the boss thinks. It's rare to see something pleasing to the eye. As long as it can solve the boss's fragile human beings, then the boss will not torture these migrant workers again. Think about it Just a little excited.

Just as he was talking, a tall figure slowly stepped out of the woman. The woman's straight back suddenly collapsed, and she fell straight to the corner of the corridor with a bang. The woman's face was facing the floor, and the dark red liquid slowly It overflowed, and I don't know if it was a broken head or a nosebleed.

The movement was so loud that even the tattoo was a bit unbearable, "Boss, let's be more compassionate and cherish the jade."

The figure shrouded in mist walked away indifferently, the voice gradually dissipated in the wind, "Oh"

At 09:30, Sha Tang put down the book he was using to relax and was about to go to bed. When he walked into the bathroom, he closed the door habitually. He was stunned for a moment just after he finished this action.

The first class of students he brought was in the third year of senior high school. In order not to delay the class and rest time, he lived in the school's staff dormitory for a long time. The staff dormitory is very old, and the washroom is shared, and the washroom is just washing. The back of the room is separated by a wall, so he has developed a habit of closing the door smoothly every time he enters the bathroom to avoid embarrassment.

In this case, why didn't he close the door before washing his hair, and he didn't have the habit of washing his hair alone, he always washed his hair while taking a shower, because he was too flustered before, so he didn't notice such an obvious problem.

After a brief wash, Sha Tang walked out of the bathroom. The bitingly cold water made his mind clearer. He carefully checked around the room and opened the luggage bag, which contained books and a change of clothes.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. This seemingly normal thing happened to be the most abnormal. The clothes inside were blue, khaki, gray, and camel.

This is his favorite color every day, but the problem is that he is the eldest son of the Sha family now, how could Aunt Lin, who takes care of him closely, not know that the eldest son only wears white and black clothes, and the most important thing is that the eldest son of the Sha family There are no clothes of these colors in the young master's closet, so how could they appear in this bag.

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