Weird Regulator

The way to escape is very easy.

Just ten steps away, the open door is the passage that spans the two worlds inside and outside the painting.

But for Ji Li, it was like walking on thin ice through deep ravines and high mountains.

Even though he had learned a method that was enough to make the Ghost Bride throw a rat weapon, he was still careless for a moment when he was on the verge of escaping.

By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Before the third personality's warning was spoken, Ji Li felt a strong pressure on his left arm.

And it became more and more powerful, so powerful that even the foot he originally stepped out was pulled back!

Ji Li's face was covered with dust, his long hair was falling automatically in the wind, and his bones made crisp sounds between the two opposite forces.

Dislocation comes in a flash!

But Ji Li reluctantly made it this far and never dared to lose heart. He kept his right hand firmly on the door panel.

His nails dug hard into the wood, and the sharp thorns pierced his fingers. The excruciating pain made Ji Li unbearable anymore.

He had exhausted all his strength, but the arm holding the gun was still tightly bound by the black shadow on the wall.

Crack!

The left arm was completely broken by the rebellious force, but it did not stop.

After Ji Li threw his head back and roared, cracks appeared in the fabric of the windbreaker and became bigger and bigger.

With a falling sound, Ji Li looked up again, but he was already in another room filled with red light.

He turned his head sharply, and there was still the altar table behind him, with only a portrait on it.

The bride's red veil was not moved, and the old woman was still lying on the bed, not knowing anything about Ji Li.

The surroundings were extremely silent, as if nothing had happened.

Only, his left arm was empty.

Ji Li's teeth were filled with blood from his bite. When his eyes were red, he could only swallow the unbearable pain back into his stomach.

He picked up the backpack on the ground, held it in his hand, covered his left shoulder that was still bleeding with his right hand, and walked out of the old woman's room step by step.

Originally, if he still had the energy to spare, he would not let this weird old woman go.

But now, if he delays any longer, he is afraid that he will bleed to death.

And just after Ji Li left the room completely, the old woman on the bed, who seemed to be unaware of everything, suddenly opened her eyes.

He rolled upright from the bed, his movements so neatly inconsistent with his previous old demeanor.

But it matched her young face.

With brilliance flowing in her eyes, she watched Ji Li leave without saying a word.

There seems to be a faint emotion of pity and annoyance...

Others cannot understand it after all.

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The moon is sparse and it seems that it is a good day today, even though it is not yet bright.

But I can still feel that the autumn wind is softer, ever since Ji Li broke an arm.

Ji Li's senses were all confused. He had been running for a long time, and he had never been idle.

So far, he is the one who has the deepest contact with the Ghost Bride and the one who has been persecuted the most.

Although Fang Shenyan was also seriously injured, after all, besides being unable to speak, he could still maintain normal mobility.

For Ji Li, who had a broken arm, the situation was even more difficult.

The breeze blew across Ji Li's face, blowing the hair on Ji Li's cheeks apart, allowing him to see the road ahead more clearly.

Along the way, he did not conceal his whereabouts. In fact, the water in Li Mansion was turbid enough.

One more of him is not too much, and one of less of him is not too much.

If the prediction is correct, there should be a force in this old house, and it should be a living person.

The currently known living forces are the shop assistants, Chen Fu and the old woman, and the people who took off the tiles to peek at him before.

Ji Li is now very afraid of that force.

Because now even the ghosts have clearly appeared, but the mysterious man has not yet appeared.

This feeling makes Ji Li very bad, especially now.

Ji Li covered his left arm and stopped for a while on the way to treat it a little and stop the bleeding before continuing.

His route of choice was the backyard.

He was also preparing to leave Li Mansion through the back door. He was now as far away from the painting as possible.

He couldn't control the rest.

He will no longer participate in the talks agreed upon by Tongguan and others tomorrow, and will only wait until he meets Fang Shenyan again at night.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Ji Li had already left Li's Mansion and was walking through the back alleys, looking for a place to stay.

But as he walked like this, he felt that he was not safe anywhere.

There was deathly silence all around, and he always felt like a pair of eyes were staring at him in the darkness.

As his consciousness became increasingly drowsy, Ji Li shook his head vigorously, and suddenly there was a thin sound on the wall above him.

This moment aroused Ji Li's self-protection, and he directly struck out with a knife!

Ouch!

A cat screamed. It fell from the wall, but it didn't die. It just scratched its hind leg with a knife.

Ji Li looked at the meowing and wailing civet cat on the ground, froze in place for two seconds, and finally possessed it and held it in his arms.

Strangely, the civet cat didn't struggle too much. There was more curiosity in its night eyes towards the human who hurt it.

Even though Ji Li was unconscious, the knife was still very accurate and it only hurt things it shouldn't have hurt.

While walking like this, Ji Li looked at the vast world and felt a sense of loneliness.

The injury had gone from severe pain at first, to coldness, and finally numbness. Half of his body had lost consciousness, and now he was moving solely by will.

The civet cat was still very well-behaved and was licking its wounds in Ji Li's arms, seemingly just cleaning the dirty areas.

Ji Li always thinks that everyone in the world is his enemy.

Everyone will kill him, and the real world does not exist in his memory.

This is his first memory, his world.

No one is innocent, no one can't kill Ji Li, and no one can't kill Ji Li.

This approach kept him alive for so long, but it also made him a little tired.

Drowsiness gradually came over me.

The civet cat suddenly jumped out of his arms, its injured hind legs shook on the ground, and then seemed to return to normal.

The lively look made Ji Li think that he had seen it wrong, but he didn't seem to be too fussed.

Some things are changing with the promotion mission.

Maybe it's not a coincidence that the tanuki appears here.

This cat is no ordinary cat either.

The cat's eyes were so bright in the dark night, shining on Ji Li's defeated face, as if saying to follow it.

Ji Li lost his mind and followed it unconsciously into a house in the back alley of Li Mansion.

It doesn't look like someone is living here, it's just a bungalow with air leakage, but it's enough for Ji Li now.

Ji Li had just laid down and was about to faint, but he bit his tongue and held on.

He took out the special medicine for cooling wounds from his backpack, treated the wound first, wrapped the medicine in gauze and tied it up.

He put on a new set of clothes and threw his old clothes on the kang, as if he had placed them deliberately for the civet cat.

The civet cat was also very understanding of human nature, so he jumped on the piece of clothing, spun around in a circle, curled up into a ball, and slept facing Ji Li.

It has forgotten that Ji Li hurt it.

Ji Li stared at the civet cat's hind legs and gradually fell asleep.

There, the injuries sustained five minutes ago disappeared.

Warm reminder: This chapter is not water