Doomsday Wonderland

According to Ji Shanqing's speculation, the current Lin Sanjiu should have just given birth to some new potential values. ↖

When there is a new potential value, she will look better - although the mental state is still confusing, she often suddenly turns her head and talks to the air, but at least she can understand the meaning of Ji Shanqing - - If the person is a machine, then the current Lin San wine is like an old computer that often kills the screen and crashes the system, but it can still run barely.

"You hold down here, right, don't let go..." Jishan Qingyan didn't dare to stare at Lin San's hand, while carefully raising his body, while fixing the car with his seat belt. The ground was tied for two turns and a knot was made at the end. Perhaps for a living person, tightening so tight can cause difficulty breathing; but when the broken clothes are fixed, the package is relieved.

Because of the damage caused by the damage to the outer packaging, it has now disappeared for the time being; he climbed up from the ground and moved his hands and feet.

... looking at the cloaking of the outer garment between the gaps of the seat belt, saying no fear is fake.

Maybe you can find a coat to wear... Ji Shanqing thought about it. Would it be safer to pack one more layer?

The original intention of his birth was to be dismantled, so in the knowledge base he did not know where he inherited, there was no information related to his own packaging, so everything had to be guessed.

"Sister, let's go -" The idea has been fixed, and the package turned around and was shocked: "Sister?"

In the time he just meditated, Lin Sanjiu did not know when he had gone out of his own way. Ji Shanqing hurriedly ran up and laughed. It was hard to pull her footsteps.

However, it is not finished to hold people.

At the request of Lin Sanjiu, he had to face a group of air nod and apologize: "...sorry, my sister can't go to see the fireworks with you, we are going to the residents' building to find clothes to wear... ”

As he spoke, he felt like he was mentally ill. Turning his head and sighing at the owner, Ji Shanqing asked: "Now can we go now?"

Lin Sanshui nodded and suddenly said coldly: "...and follow the blood of the woman just now."

Jishan Qingyi, looking down, really found the short-haired woman to escape, the intermittent blood. In the dim moonlight, it almost melted into the shadows. It will almost ignore the past.

... If you catch up with the short-haired woman along the blood, then you can solve her, so as not to worry about it; if she has long since ran without a shadow, it does not matter, because of the whereabouts of the blood. It is the gateway to a residential building.

"Sister. You are not telling me that the fallen seeds are particularly disgusting." Ji Shanqing took Lin Sanjiu forward, and did not care whether she could respond to herself, but complained awkwardly: " ... The woman’s look is not normal except when she is kneeling. Isn’t it still personal? This is too difficult to tell.”

Lin San wine did not answer, but his eyes followed him.

As long as she is not mad, not running, then the situation is not bad; the idea of ​​letting her stay in the residential building to wait for this time is now still very feasible - just confirm it first. No troubles.

Ji Shanqing just thought of this, suddenly felt the back was taken by a person; just turned a head, just bumped into Lin Sanjiu, a very large face after being close together: "... Ren Nan said that there seems to be movement in front. ”

In my heart, Jishan Qing stayed in the footsteps. After looking around, I pulled her between the two buildings and squatted behind a large trash can. After waiting for a while, I saw no strange place around him. He whispered back and said: What did Ren Nan say?"

From the time when he was playing against a short-haired woman, he faintly saw it: the fighting literacy, consciousness, and intuition that Lin Sanjiu accumulated in the past did not seem to disappear completely with mental illness. Besides, even if it is a complete Psychiatric patients, on the other hand, will be more acute than normal people - these things seem to be in another form, truly exist in the sight of Lin Sanjiu.

It is precisely because of this that Ji Shanqing immediately hid.

"I don't know," Lin Sanshui shook his head and replied. "He has a knife in his mouth. It's hard to hear what he said."

With a knife... Ji Shanqing sighed.

The symptoms of the master's schizophrenia are still there. Perhaps the battle intuition is still sharp, but it is difficult to distinguish between what is delusional and what is true. I am afraid it is very difficult...

Just when he just stood up and wanted to go out, there was a burst of fragile glass from a distance. Ji Shanqing was shocked, and then he heard a dull reverberation and slammed into it. on the ground.

It sounds like someone has fallen from the upstairs...

After hesitating for half a second, Ji Shanqing still quietly peeped out a pair of eyes from behind the wall.

I took a bite of painful coldness, and the short-haired woman fell on the ground and couldn't move for a long time. Only her **** eyes were turning up, and her eyes fixed on the upstairs. Just as Ji Shanqing wondered what she was looking at, a black shadow just followed the broken window. Turned it over and slammed it down.

The short-haired woman who had just struggled to sit up was obviously shivering, revealing the ribs that she had collapsed.

Even if there is not much fighting power, it is not difficult to see that she has obviously added a new injury at this moment - sighing and sulking, short-haired woman keeps an eye on the black shadow in front of her, and her voice is low and low: "...etc, etc. I am not right, but let's have a good partner..."

"Get out of the way," when the shadow appeared, he looked up and saw the overlapping heads on his neck. It was obvious that he had joined hands with short-haired women to attack the gift bag not long ago. At this time, he was filled with a sneer of indifference: "...you interrupted me with a rib. Of course you are not right. It is a partner." I don’t have the heart to eat you. You should be thankful."

When he said this, he suddenly paused, as if he had been reminded by his own words - just looked at the short-haired woman's dry and thin appearance, the bald head thought about it, in the end, still sneered without interest, turned around Just go.

As he followed, the dead body, shoulders and hands on his shoulders swayed and gradually moved away.

"Fast, sister," Ji Shanqing said in a very low and low voice. At the same time, I was desperately trying to look outside the building: "...you can't go anymore. That bald head is gone!"

At this time, the potential value of Lin San’s new life seems to have disappeared again. The wisdom of cutting the seat belt for him just now is completely lost in her face, and some are just a smashing sigh; Depression and Ji Shanqing looked at each other for five minutes. The latter finally gave up the idea of ​​catching up with the bald head.

"You don't want to catch the bald head." The package is still not reconciled. He induced her: "...Is there another one on the ground? You caught her, okay?"

- At this time, the short-haired woman who didn't know that she had been stared again seemed to be hurt too much. Even if the bald head did not go to the shadows, it still did not climb from the ground.

Lin Sanjiu’s gift bag blinked and finally said “good”.

Not waiting for Ji Shanqing to be happy, then she saw her bending down and grabbed a ash from the ground, and then reached in front of him, and said to the air around her mouth: "Hey, I don't know what he wants to do... ..."

Ji Shanqing was so angry that she couldn't talk, and she wiped her face.

Just as he seriously calculated himself, the short-haired woman suddenly made a low roar from the depths of her throat - like anger, but also frustrated, but with some excitement, she Supporting the arm without a break, suddenly sat up from the ground.

"Xuanxuan," the short-haired woman raised her head and shouted to the upstairs - although her voice was raised, her tone became strange and gentle. "Xuanxuan, can you hear the voice of your mother? If you hear it, just go downstairs."

I don’t know which floor upstairs sounded a murmur that said it was not good, and I listened to it. Ji Shanqing raised an eyebrow.

"You are coming down, I know what you can hear!" The short-haired woman waited for a minute, and she was impatient. The voice was cold: "Xuanxuan, I am hurt, only you can save your mother..."

Why is she so painstakingly deceiving a mental patient to go downstairs? Ji Shanqing was puzzled.

"I, I won't go!" From the upstairs, a male voice with a crying sound suddenly sounded. At least there are forty. "... Mom is cheating me again! Am I doing something wrong, you? Finally have to bite me?"

The short-haired woman suddenly pulled down her face and screamed, even a little broken: "If you don't come down, you will do something wrong!"

Then she immediately softened her voice: "Mom is hurt, can't walk, you just have to take me back."

After saying this, the short-haired woman couldn't help but **** her mouth.

I don't know if her last soft and hard work has worked. The forty-year-old "Xuanxuan" upstairs has no sound at all. The short-haired woman seems to be in the chest this time, and she will not continue to rush, just crouching in place. Panting.

After half a minute, a slow and heavy footstep gradually sounded in the corridor. The closer the footsteps, the bigger the smile on the short-haired woman's face; she wiped the blood of the mouth and looked at the door with Jishanqing – the rust-stained iron gate was finally opened. .

The short-haired woman and the Jishanqing hiding in the dark are at the same time.

"You...you are not preaching." She looked surprised. She just thought about it, and seemed to have immediately made up her mind. While licking her lips, she waved her hand and smiled at the man: "It’s a personal... ...you come, I have something to tell you."

The one who finally squeezed out from behind the door was the obese man he saw when Lin Sanshui was just delivered.

The obese man, who seems to have three hundred pounds, looked at the short-haired woman almost sluggishly; he gasped a few times, and he struggled to move two legs like the Michelin, and slowly walked towards her. The past - these steps have already made him tired of sweat.

"Well, that woman seems to have no good intentions for him." Ji Shanqing could not help but screamed low. "... strange, he doesn't seem to be in this building... forget it, sister, can you understand what I mean now?"

It was only at this time that the situation of Lin Sanjiu was suddenly worse - she was immersed in a silent, fierce, but hysterical smile. This laugh had no reason, but completely occupied all the Lin San wine. Attention; for a time her shoulders twitched, tears appeared in her eyes, and she did not even look at Ji Shanqing.

Seeing that the owner is not looking forward, Ji Shanqing bit his lip.

What really made him determined to stand up was a smile from the short-haired woman who was floating in the wind: "... Come, come over, right, close to a little... Haha, that silly x, I don't know what to eat. Human flesh hurts better soon..."

If the owner is still awake, she will never allow the opportunity to do so -

"and many more!"

With the clear shouting of the gift pack, others have already rushed out. Of course, Ji Shanqing is not stupid. He thought it would be good before he rushed out: When the short-haired woman was unharmed, it was enough for his skill to circulate for a while; now she is lying on the ground and playing with it. It’s very hard, I’m really going to be right, and Ji Shanqing can be sure that he’s not going to lose money.

The short-haired woman does not seem to have expected it. There are still people hiding in the distance. If the person does not say it, she is still one of the initiators of this field.

Her eyes just fell on Jishanqing, her expression suddenly changed; after four sweeps, did not see the shadow of Lin Sanjiu, the short-haired woman immediately provoked a sly expression.

"Okay, come on, fill my wounds with your flesh..."

She smiled half-soundingly and weakly, and suddenly she was not far from Jishanqing, and suddenly she was condensed.

After a few seconds, Ji Shanqing moved her eyes to her back – and she still couldn’t understand what she saw.

... short hair woman actually gave birth to a neck that is very good for women, slender and slender, as if one can hold it.

Or it should be said that you can bite in one bite.

If it weren't for the obese man's mouth that was so big that the fat lips had completely embraced the short-haired woman's neck from the back, Ji Shanqing would not notice this.

At the last moment of my life, the woman seemed to struggle to see what was happening behind her, so that only one of her eyes was left white--and soon, she fell from her neck. Bright red blood.

"The seventh one," said the obese man, ambiguously, with a piece of skin that had just been bitten down, and smiled slyly. (To be continued.)

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