monster guardian

The colorful clown suits were torn apart, the puffed up clothes shrank, and large balls of cotton fell out, which were wetted by the rain and mixed into the soil, forming a sticky and dirty ball.

Qi Xinghan put away the bone knife, the rain blurred his vision, and he looked at the clown in front of him coldly.

The clown's neck was still pinched by Jiao Yan.

Jiao Yan let go of his hand, and the clown's head fell down, rolling two steps away.

Because the clown's body was blocked by Jiao Yan, he didn't fall down for a while.Qi Xinghan lowered his eyes, and saw that the clown's neck had an irregular break, and the break was a little sharp, which looked like a broken plastic toy.

It is not human.

Qi Xinghan turned his head to look at the fallen head, the clown mask was still firmly fastened on it, and the lips drawn on the mask were wide open and smiling.

So at this moment, at a glance, it seems that the clown is still smiling at him.

Qi Xinghan frowned, looked at Jiao Yan: "You twisted his head, how can we ask questions?"

Jiao Yan stood there, silently putting away his hands.

Qi Xinghan turned his head and looked back.

Lightning flashed by, but Mushui was nowhere to be seen, and the sound of crashing rain covered up all the movement, so that none of them noticed that Mushui was gone.

It was the appearance of this clown that gave them the illusion that the only enemy they had to face was this clown.

Qi Xinghan and Jiao Yan stood in the pouring rain, but neither of them could feel the cold.

"Look for it, even if you break the bricks."

When they held the clown, they were facing out of the alley.And Mushui disappeared quietly from behind them, so it could only be that behind them, there was a secret passage on a certain wall.

Otherwise, can you go to the sky and escape from the earth?

Thinking of this, Qi Xinghan paused.

God?

It's really possible.

There are creatures like Kang Ye Yanniao Xuenv, what else is impossible?

Qi Xinghan narrowed his eyes: "Look first..."

At least there is still a scope to search in the alley, once you leave the alley, you will be like a headless chicken.

It seems to be raining harder.

The sight became more and more blurred, but the hearing became extraordinarily clear. The sound of the rain beating the canopy and the ground seemed to be hitting the eardrums.At this time, the sound of vehicles passing by is particularly obvious.

A car was parked at the entrance of the alley.

"Crack", the sound of the door being opened and closed again.

Following the sound of footsteps, someone came towards the alley.

Qi Xinghan turned his head and looked over.

After the man's figure was wetted by the water, his outline was fully revealed, and he looked even taller, and he was wrapped in an aura. With his long legs, he walked quickly, and he felt a bit like a beast out of the cage.

"Where's Mushui?" The man asked hoarsely.

Only now did Qi Xinghan see clearly that it was Yuan Sheng who was wearing a black suit, which was quite different from his previous image.

His hair was wet from the rain, he looked like he ran away from some ancient costume set, he looked more like an actor than Qi Xinghan.

Qi Xinghan spoke, his voice slightly hoarse: "Jiao Yan and I took him down." Qi Xinghan pointed to the clown head.Then he said: "Mu Shui is behind, it's gone."

Yuan Sheng knelt down and picked up the clown's head, with a smile still on the clown's mask.

It looks a little creepy on such a rainy night.

Yuan Sheng stared at the head for a second, and the hostility between his brows suddenly deepened, and the madness that appeared in the photo of the archives before faintly surged between his brows and eyes.

Yuan Sheng picked up his head and slammed it against the wall on one side, smashing it to pieces.

Only then did Jiao Yan move, he pushed the headless body of the clown in front of him.

The clown's body fell down.

Yuan Sheng walked over and stepped on it. That foot seemed to be wrapped with great force. Under the clown's clothes, more cotton was squeezed out, and then its limbs were crushed. .

After Yuan Sheng made such a venting action, he continued to walk forward and began to rummage through the trash can.

Qi Xinghan followed, "What are you looking for?"

Yuan Sheng didn't say a word.

Jiao Yan also followed, but he was even more at a loss, and he didn't know where to start. He only knew that the clown he was waiting for had been killed.

But what about Mushui?

Jiao Yan thought blankly.

Yuan Shenghun didn't care about the environment of the trash can, he flipped it quickly.

not here...not here...

Yuan Sheng paused, squatted down suddenly, and then in the gap between the metal trash can and the wall, there was a box with the lid open, and there was a handmade doll house inside. From the outside, it looked like this It was a small castle, and there were battery-powered lanterns hanging outside the castle, but a few of the lanterns were broken, so only a few sporadic two were flickering. Under such an environment, it was difficult for people to notice.

Yuan Sheng stared at the small castle for a while, then stretched out his hand to cover it.

A bolt of lightning flashed by quickly, and the alley quickly returned to darkness again.

Qi Xinghan suddenly felt an extremely weak air current fluctuating around him, it was an instinctive induction.

He took out his phone from his trouser pocket.

The phone is also soaked, but at least I can turn on the flashlight at this moment, and the beam of light is projected...

There was no one around Qi Xinghan.

Yuan Sheng also disappeared.

Qi Xinghan looked back, and what he saw was still anxious and dull.

If it wasn't for the fact that the clown was already lying there in pieces, Qi Xinghan would think that Yuan Sheng's appearance just now was just an illusion.

……

The clown squatted on the ground for a while.

Then he put Mushui down, raised his arms and hugged himself tightly.

Mushui:? ? ?

So the reason why the clown put him on the ground was because he didn't feel safe enough to hold him tightly?

When did the clown have such an abnormality?

After he got through to Yuan Sheng's call... The clown is afraid of Yuan Sheng?Scared to the point of being scared when you hear his voice?

Only then did Mushui make a low voice: "Can you speak?"

After the voice fell, the mobile phone in Mushui's corner rang again, and the ringtone filled the entire space. At the same time, its screen also lit up, illuminating a small area of ​​space again.

The clown trembled and tightened his grip on himself.

This tall and thin clown, with a narrow body and long arms, circled himself twice with ease. This scene looked funny and terrifying.

At this time, a clown suit fluttered down on the wall, a clown head protruded from the neckline, and hands and feet protruded from the cuffs and trouser legs. It said in a strange voice, "I will."

But if you listen carefully, his voice seems a little familiar.Where is it familiar?

Qiqi suddenly saw such a scene with the faint light, and immediately screamed in fright: "Ahhh!"

After the screaming was over, the phone stopped ringing and the light on the phone screen went out.Qiqi managed to regain her sanity, and said in a trembling voice, "Doctor Mu... Are you still there, Doctor Mu? Woohoo, Doctor Mu..."

Mushui whispered: "I'm here."

Then Mushui looked over there according to the position of the clown floating down the wall that he had glimpsed when the phone screen was turned on just now.

His tone was calm, even a little gentle: "Then can I ask you? Where is this place?"

"Paradise! This is Paradise!" said the strange voice loudly.

Mushui was very patient, and he asked again: "Then what's your name?"

"What's your name? What's your name?" The voice repeated Mushui's question.Obviously he didn't understand the meaning of the question, and it was even more obvious that he never had a name.

Mushui asked again: "Why are you arresting this little girl?"

"Eat it." The voice said very frankly.

Mushui already knew that eating is a way for low-level monsters to gain energy, just like Zhao Yun wanted to eat him before, and Lao Lin also ate a few students...

At this time, there were many echoing voices all around, and they all said strangely: "Eat it! Eat it!"

"Eat it, eat it!"

It seems that there are many mouths speaking together.

Kiki was terrified, and this time she covered her mouth to keep from screaming.

But Mushui heard her sobbing softly.

Mushui asked: "Have you ever eaten something like this before?"

"No." The voice dropped suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, there were many echoing voices from the surroundings: "No, no."

"No, no..." Their voices were lowered one by one, until the last voice was almost inaudible, with an unconscious frustration.

Mushui: "..."

It sounds... a bit miserable, what's going on?

And after so many rounds of conversations, after hearing their voices a lot, Mushui finally remembered why this voice sounded familiar.

This voice...was somewhat similar to Yuan Sheng's voice!

Mushui licked his lips, feeling that he had found a breakthrough.He asked again, "Why do you want to eat people?"

"Human? What is a human?" The voice first asked back, and then said, "Because of need!"

"Master needs it, master needs it!" There were many voices around again.

A little piercing.

"Master...who is it?" Mushui asked.

"The master is the master."

This time, there were no other echoing voices.

Mushui sat up slowly, rubbed his ears, and asked, "Why does the master need it?"

"There is power!"

Then there were many echoing voices, saying loudly: "There is power! There is power!"

Mushui couldn't help but rubbed his ears again: "What can you do with the power?"

The voice paused: "Fall in love!"

Other voices followed suit and said loudly, "Dating love! Falling in love!"

Mushui:? ? ?

At this time, in the space that was so quiet that only these strange sounds were left, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Mushui unconsciously held his breath.

Will it be their master who comes?

What should their master be like?

At this time, a beam of light came from the darkness, and Mushui heard a strange cry. The tall and thin clown on the ground was picked up, and the tall and thin clown wrapped himself around him even harder. Inside, like a piece of paper, it was trembling and shaking back and forth.

Mushui sat on the ground, raised his head slightly, and looked above the light source.

The other party was standing in the backlight, and because it was too tall, it was difficult to recognize his face.

But Mushui could clearly see under the light source, the tall and straight figure of the other party, dressed in a suit meticulously, and dripping water dripping from his body.

The light source swayed, and the person who came put the mobile phone in the breast pocket of the suit jacket, and then clasped the other hand on the tall and thin man's face.

Mushui could clearly see that his fingers were well-jointed, slender and strong, and under the vague white light, they looked like bamboo joints or jade.

He held the clown's face, and Mushui heard a tearing sound, as if a face was about to be ripped off a person's head...

Mushui felt a little chill.

Then he heard someone coming with a hoarse voice, with a hostile voice, asking: "Is it good to wear such a face?"

It's Yuan Sheng!

It was Yuan Sheng's voice!

As soon as the words fell, the clown's face was torn off like this, with flesh and blood still stuck underneath.

But without the clown face, the clown underneath seemed to have lost his nose and eyes.It has no facial features, only a white plane with a little flesh and blood sticking to it.

The clown trembled: "...good, easy to use."

But then he quickly shook his faceless head, as if considering his tone: "No, it's not easy to use?"

The clown was thrown to the ground.

The man also squatted down.

The light dazzled Mushui's eyes, but Mushui also saw his face clearly at the same time.

A face of rain.

The author has something to say: Brother Yuan: I am autistic.