Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1971 Sbaan Thirty Years Ago

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Kiyotaka blinked slowly, staring at the pile of corpses under the door.

He had been in a hurry when he came in just now, and he didn't have time to take a closer look - but now that he looked at it, he immediately noticed the unnaturalness on the pile of bones.

"Ji Shanqing, can you turn around a little bit?" He lowered his voice, pressed his furry mouth to the backrest, and asked gently, "...Look at the dead body at the door."

As if being pushed by an invisible hand, the blue cloth sofa moved forward for a while, and after straightening, it tilted its body, and finally made part of the sofa face the direction of the door. .

"You suspect that the corpse isn't dead?" Ji Shanqing asked casually, "Impossible, it's already rotten—"

The second half of his sentence suddenly fell silent.

…It is true that a corpse that has rotted into such a corpse cannot be alive at all; but what makes both of them feel wrong at the same time is that the corpse seems to have rotted out of sync.

Due to the dry climate in this area, the flesh and skin of the dead body has long been air-dried into something like black cotton wool, which hangs on the yellowed bones together with the broken cloth, as if it could be blown down in one breath.

The lumps and wrinkled black and black flesh looked like pieces of dried fungus; only the dry skin stretched on the skull was smoothly torn off a large piece, and the broken forks were still fresh, revealing the cheeks. Bones are also much cleaner than other bones.

"There are others on these three floors!"

Ji Shanqing let out a low cry, and the whole sofa slid backwards a step: "It's not just that black hair - someone just tore off the face of this corpse!"

With his sudden movement, the red panda standing on its hind legs suddenly became unsteady, and fell on its back on the seat cushion with a "bang"; He continued quickly: "How could it be... Could it be that old woman? Why would you do such a thing?"

There was a sigh from the little panda from the sofa seat.

"You... look up." Qing Jiuru suddenly said in a low voice, like a wry smile.

The blue cloth and floral sofa paused for a while—then his feet suddenly crooked, as if they had been lifted in half; Ji Shanqing finally saw his head clearly with the "lifted" gaze. on the ceiling.

If it wasn't for that face, he might have thought there was a giant bat stuck on the ceiling.

He was covered in black clothes, and his limbs stretched out far away toward the four corners of the ceiling; his body was steady and motionless, and the man only lowered a withered face, expressionlessly looking at the two of them below. Relatively - his cheeks were still bulging, as if he was chewing something.

After two seconds, he swallowed down his throat, and then suddenly "poofed" and spat out a piece of scalp with a bunch of hair on it.

Ji Shanqing shuddered in disgust when he saw the saliva and hair-stained scalp land at his feet; at the same time, Qing Jiuru, who had already jumped up, also answered on the sofa that the gift package was not available yet. The question of the exit: "I know this face, he is one of the people who fell asleep in that room! It seems that the power of the great witch disappeared, and they all woke up."

"So you've seen me before," the withered face, like some kind of insect, swayed left and right in a piece of black cloth that drowned the ceiling, making an unnatural sound. It sounded like it was the first time he had spoken in a long time: "...It seems you have something to do with that woman."

That woman was nothing more than the Great Witch—the idea just came to their minds when the top of their heads suddenly darkened, and the shadows on the ceiling rushed towards them.

"you go!"

Ji Shanqing let out a loud cry, and at the same time, the red-brown panda jumped up and threw lightly from the armrest of the sofa. As soon as his four claws landed, he turned his head in a hurry, the big bat-like shadow had just caught the blue cloth sofa.

"I've never seen talking animals or furniture," the man stood up from the sofa cushions, his slender limbs and spindle-like torso protruding from the black fabric. He turned his head to stare at the red panda, and curled his brown lips: "...I have eaten both fallen species and evolutionary ones, but I have never eaten an animal like you."

It's a predator!

The hairs on Qing Jiuruu's body had already started to open, and his hind legs were tense, ready to respond at any time; the man laughed, and as soon as he twisted his body, he was about to rush up again, but when Qing Jiuruu almost jumped out, his expression suddenly changed. He stagnates, struggles with all his strength, and then lowers his head.

Even if it was stepped on by a person's weight, the sofa cushion seemed to sink too deep; no, it should be said that the man's feet were deeply sunk into the cushion, and when he pulled it out, he didn't even notice it. Pull it out - his half calf was firmly "grabbed" by Ji Shanqing.

"You still don't call me sister!"

Ji Shanqing's voice was struggling, and it sounded so tight that it seemed like he couldn't breathe; Qing Jiuriu didn't dare to delay for a moment, turned around and rushed out in the direction of the balcony. Ji Shanqing is a sofa and has no meat, so it should be safe for the time being.

Even if he didn't turn his head, the sound of the struggle behind him and the rubbing of the fabric told Kiyokuyu that the man was trying to get out and grab him; Ji Shanqing was not strong in combat or physical strength, and it was only a matter of time before he could break free - however, At this critical moment, the red panda stopped by the balcony railing.

There is no other reason. With the current body of Qing for a long time, he can't reach other floors.

With a "boom", one of the man's feet had already landed on the floor; not knowing what he had done, Ji Shanqing let out a painful low cry, still holding his other foot tightly - But that shriveled yellow face has gradually unfolded a complacent smile.

There was a dead man's hair hanging between his dense teeth.

The red-brown red panda hurriedly twisted its head, stuck its head out of the railing, and took a deep breath.

As Ji Shanqing gasped again, the man's feet both stepped on the floor; then, he strode towards Qing Jiuliu - the distance between the two of them was about ten meters, and they were about to be destroyed. He took a few steps over.

"Lin Sanjiu!"

Qing Jiuruu couldn't wait to be able to squeeze every strand of hair, so he shouted upstairs, "Come back and help, your gift bag is going to die!"

His volume made his ears faintly hurt, and the voice quickly echoed across the floors; the big bat-like man was stunned for a moment, then his face sank, and he stomped on the balcony.

When this predator showed his true skills, Kiyotome grabbed his throat before he could even shout the second sentence, and the second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat along with the air.

The flapping claws left several red marks on the opponent's skin, but he didn't seem to notice.

"I'll eat you first," said the predator panting and laughing, the stench of breath sprayed on Kiyukuru's face in bursts. "The person you called will come later, and I will eat him again. After sleeping for so long, I am also very hungry..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge shadow suddenly flipped down from the sky and kicked him heavily with a claws. Immediately, the predator flew backwards like a real big bat and slammed into the ground. On the floor, the little panda was also thrown by the force and broke free from his hand.

The old hen fluttered her wings and rushed into the balcony, shook her head, and threw a black-haired woman on the ground with a mouth in her mouth.

Under the stunned gaze of the predator, Lin Sanjiu stepped on the delirious mad woman with one paw, his black eyes glowing with cold light.

"You're going to kill my friend?"