129, the mentality collapsed

Step into it, the surroundings are quiet, and you can hear the pins dropping.

Fang Zheng was a little puzzled.

What's going on?

No one.

I'm all here, but there's no one, don't the girls pick up the guests?

"Hey, someone didn't get it?"

"There was a living squeak. ”

"Squeak. ”

Founder "......"

That's embarrassing.

Fang Zheng followed the prestige, and a lewd figure walked out from behind the pillar.

After seeing his face, Fang Zheng suddenly had an urge to slap the other party to death.

Because this is not a person at all.

It has the head of a rat and the gills of a veritable sharp-beaked monkey, but the body is a human body.

Bounched down, wearing a short coat, it seems that the other party is smiling from the expression on his face.

"Squeak, this gentleman, little rat two, what can I do for you. ”

The strange-looking "nezumi" spoke.

Fang Zheng was startled, he could speak human words.

Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "You are alone?"

Let's count yourself as a human being.

He didn't know what to call it, it was a bit tricky.

Rat Er "Hehe" smiled, "Of course not, we have a lot of them." ”

"Girls, come out, a guest has come to the door. ”

As soon as the words fell, a group of warblers and Yanyan figures walked out, laughing sultryly.

Looking at the figures who walked out, there were black lines on their heads.

!

None of them are human.

A woman with long ears on her head and a tail behind her looks quite good.

The other has a pair of cat ears and is short, and some of them are more strange, exactly like the rat two.

The body is human, but the head is completely varied.

After two glances, Fang Zheng suddenly retreated, a little scary.

As soon as he wanted to leave, two figures climbed on top of him, and a pair of soft and boneless little hands caressed his body.

"Childe, don't go, stay, which of our sisters do you fancie?"

"Childe, I'm so hot, why don't you touch it?"

Boxy eyelids, hot?

You're hot yarn.

Wearing a thin piece of sand all over your body, the skin of your whole body is looming, how little is it wearing, what are you hot?

It's true that Lao Tzu is a little hot.

Isn't that torture?

Looking at this scene, I asked the man if he could stand it.

But they are not people, they want to start, but they can't get down, which makes you uncomfortable.

No matter what, they're all goblins, and they can't be confused.

pushed it away and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, girl, please respect yourself, I'm not a casual person." ”

I muttered secretly in my heart, I'm not a human being when I get up casually.

"Hey, Childe, how can you do this to us. ”

"Men, they're all negative men. ”

......

The field became more and more noisy, and Fang Zheng's brain was about to explode.

was about to open his mouth to scold, but suddenly, the whole scene changed suddenly.

The women who had been smiling just now suddenly became eerie, with a weird smile on their faces.

The lights went out suddenly, the field was darkened, and a series of mournful songs came, accompanied by a roar.

A little bit of green light emerged, illuminating the field.

Fang Zheng looked at it, and his heart suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

There are no fairies now, ruined houses, overgrown with grass, entrenched by wild beasts, and the ground is full of skeleton shelves.

The previous rat was carrying a knife, sharpening the knife, and a person was tied to a board, covered with blood.

It's kind of scary.

The figure let out a painful roar, the rat monster laughed, and the hand knife fell, and the figure was instantly dismantled.

The beasts began to scramble, flesh and blood flying.

“......”

The shift is a bit big!

Why don't you play according to the routine.

Suddenly.

Fang Zheng was set up, and Fang Zheng wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't move at all.

Fear creeps in my heart.

Wouldn't it be chopped up yourself?

Even though it was in a dream, he didn't want to try it at all.

Pretending to smile, he looked at Rat Er, "Can we stop making trouble?"

Rat Er didn't answer, still holding the knife, and in Fang Zheng's frightened eyes, a knife fell, instantly becoming pieces.

"Don't......" let out a cry of pain, and consciousness vanished.

The dream shattered again.

......

Fang Zheng thought he would wake up, but he found that he was wrong, and he was outrageously wrong.

The moment he woke up, he knew that the dream was not over.

It's a triple dream.

It's a bit hard to fix.

The surroundings are desolate, and the land is pitch black.

Not far away, a river rushed, and the black water was filled with a rich dead air.

There was a gray fog in the sky, and farther away, it was obscured and it was difficult to see clearly.

Fang Zheng stood steadily, he didn't want to move.

This scene is a little scary, and those who don't know think it's Styx.

Anyway, this can't really be the River Styx, right?

He hadn't seen it anyway.

A gust of cold wind blew, which made Fang Zheng feel creepy, but he didn't want to go anywhere.

Things are never as beautiful as imagined, as the saying goes, people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

Fang Zheng is now a man standing on the earth, his head coming from heaven.

A huge bull's head appeared, and he was not as big as an eyeball in front of others.

The bull head waved his big hand, and Fang Zheng was suddenly captured in his palm.

Fang Zheng, who looked confused, was grabbed by the head of the bull and left.

It didn't take long for Fang Zheng to hear a burst of screams, which were extremely miserable, and he could feel that fear from afar.

Tired!

Gave up.

He didn't know how many times his little heart had stopped, and if he continued like this, he would have a myocardial infarction.

The sky swirled, and Fang Zheng was thrown to the ground.

A few black figures walked over, and they were directly jerked, and the fangzheng who smoked was screaming.

Fang Zheng took a look in pain, and found that this didn't seem to be the River Styx, the bull's head just now seemed to be a demon beast.

So what's going on?

Weird.

In the distance, a group of people were tied to a pillar, naked and covered with scars, some of whose skin was missing and bloody.

Fang Zheng was like a dead dog, held up to the pillar, and as soon as he went up, his clothes disappeared in an instant.

Oh, it's over!

A dark figure came over with a pair of pliers, Fang Zheng thought he was going to pull out his tongue, but he hurriedly shut up in fright, his teeth clenched.

This can be regarded as a dying struggle.

But I never thought of it......

People don't play cards according to the routine, and they are almost confused.

One grabbed his own hand, and the large pliers stuck in his nails.

Well?

Nail clipping?

"Ah......" let out a miserable cry, and Fang Zheng's tears of pain were about to fall.

This is a special nail pulling, a forced pulling.

Is there still a little trust between people?

Well, you're not human either.

Fang Zheng just looked at it, his ten nails were pulled out, and that feeling was ...... Indescribable "cool".

The mentality exploded directly.

After pulling it out, the black figure left.

Another figure with a knife approached.

What do you want to do?

The figure didn't make any extra movements, picked up the knife, and stabbed it at the square thigh.

There was a "stab" sound, and a large piece of meat was cut off.

The pain was so cool to the bone that he was going crazy.

Why haven't you woken up from this ghost dream?

An hour later.

Fang Zhengzhi looked indifferently at his legs, which were like white bones, and shed tears of humiliation.

He felt that he had gone mad, completely insane, and who would dare to tell him that he was a psychopath in the future, he was absolutely anxious.

He's not sick, he's not a psychopath, he's the best, don't talk nonsense, or I'll wash you with tofu.

After a while, two pitch-black figures approached again, looking at them with a smile on their faces.

“......”

The air seemed to be inexplicably quiet......

Fang Zheng was untied from the pillar, and the two carried Fang Zheng all the way.

On the way, Fang Zheng saw a lot of figures tied to the pillars, all of them miserable, how miserable they were.

Unfortunately, he was almost numb.

Look at how miserable people are, and then look at yourself, your mood seems to be much better.

yes, that's what neuropathy thinks anyway.

Not long after walking, the shadow stopped.

Fang Zheng looked at the bubbling cauldron in front of him.

"Huh. ”

Although I panicked, I had to be contemptuous enough in my behavior.

Fang Zheng moved, trying to crawl away.

It turns out that even if you are neurotic, you know what is afraid and what is fear.

Not to mention pseudoneuropathy.

As soon as he climbed two steps, Fang Zheng was picked up and thrown into the pot, and with a roar of pain, a little oil splash splashed in the pot.

This time, Fang Zheng didn't disappear immediately, he was still conscious.

His meaning dissipated little by little, and he could clearly feel the extreme pain.

A crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Fang Zheng slowly closed his eyes.

“mmp”

Shattered Dreams......

When he woke up again and looked at the familiar environment, there was no trace of joy on Fangzheng's face.

With numbness on his face, he looked at his legs and then at his hands.

Everything is in good condition.

"Smack. ”

Without hesitation, he gave himself a slap in the face.

"It's so cheap. ”

I really don't know what I think, how I think of sleeping.

Neurotic!

When the mind is hot, the brain is pumped, do some stupid things, when can you learn the maturity point.

Isn't it fragrant to cultivate him by yourself?

You have to be a hanger.

It turns out that it's really hard to hang up, I thought it was very comfortable to sleep, but now I know that reality is reality.

How can you get it without paying, you are always thinking about fart.

Fang Zheng didn't come back to his senses for a long time, so he sat in the room for a long time.

It was only when he remembered the treasure chest he cared about that a voice came to his mind.

"Congratulations, sleep for seven days and seven nights, and get a mysterious treasure chest. ”

Belch?

I felt a wave of surprise in my heart, seven days and seven nights?

No way.

Sleeping on your own for so long?

It's a bit unbelievable, but it's understandable when you think about it.

Triple dreams, it's normal for a long time.

As for the treasure chest in front of him, he didn't really want to open it yet, so let's go find something to eat first.

I'm hungry, and I miss Senior Brother Zhu's delicious food a little.

Now only food can calm his excited and irritable heart, otherwise he will not be able to help but hit someone.

The current Fang Zheng is no different from a nervous disorder, extremely crazy, and has the urge to tear down the house.