Not...... My head hurts......

Awakening, the winged bird got up (shēn) from the rubble with a puzzled face, and with the help of the faint emergency light on the wall next to her, she covered her head and looked around, only to see a dark corridor (yīn), a large piece of collapsed floor slabs behind (shēn), and the striking note on the wall[4].

Strange, how did I end up here? Uncle?

Winged Bird struggled to recall the fragments of her memories before she fell unconscious, but she couldn't remember the fragments she should, and the slight concussion caused by the fall made her unable to think normally for a while. (shēn) staggered to its feet, and the winged bird shook its trench coat and the lime powder attached to its short hair like a kitten throwing off water, and then began to tiptoe forward against the wall.

Suddenly, in the darkness, a pair of large, painted skeletal hands grabbed the winged bird by the collar and dragged her into a dark room, and before she could struggle, her cold finger bones firmly covered her mouth, preventing her from making a sound. Immediately afterward, the skeleton forcibly pulled the winged bird's face to face with its own, and when the winged bird saw the other party's face, the forcibly covered mouth immediately let out a dull exclamation.

Sheriff Tiger.

At this moment, only the head above the neck is relatively intact, and below his shoulders, all the clothes and skin (ròu) are gone, except for a white bone body painted with strange patterns (shēn) still emitting a faint fluorescence in the darkness.

"Listen to me, Wingbird, listen to me!" After this series of mutant blows, Sheriff Tiger's face had weakened to an extremely withered state, and in this (qíng) form, he saw that Wingbird was frightened by himself and struggled wildly, so he immediately roared angrily, and when he saw that the former was temporarily suppressed, he spoke eagerly again, "Wingbird, I know that you are smarter than anyone I have ever met, so I can only trust you now, do you know what is going on? For the sake of me saving you, please tell me quickly!

Saved me?

It was only then that the winged bird suddenly remembered what had happened before he fell unconscious. When the lone door cut through the floor of the stairwell and tried to suppress all the surging skeletons and people, a skeleton puppet grabbed the winged bird's trouser leg first, and used its greatly strengthened wrist force to pull it off the handrail of the fence it was holding, and fell into the hollow area of the curved staircase, and in the process of falling, a skeleton-like (shēn) shadow suddenly flew out, and used the self (shēn) as a buffer to carry the winged bird (shēn) This caused the two of them to crash into the corridor on the fourth floor together, instead of falling to the ground like the other skeletons and falling to the ground with heavy floor slabs to pieces.

"Yes, yes, yes, I saved you!" Tiger cracked his eyes and shook his shoulders nervously, "Please! I don't want to live like this! Help me, okay? Please, help me change back!"

“...... I know, calm down, I'll figure it out. ”

Seeing that the once proud man had fallen into this pitiful state, the winged bird was also a little unbearable, she bent down to carefully check the state of Sheriff Tiger's (shēn), in her sight, the section between Tiger's trachea and neck was exposed to the air out of thin air, under this, there was no internal organs connected to it at all, that is, at this moment, what supported Tiger to speak was only the unknown mysterious power.

This means that Tiger is still under the control of (cāo), perhaps...... His words were also said by the person behind the curtain through his mouth, used to win the trust of the winged bird.

"How did you get out of control, and is there anyone else like you?" asked the Winged Bird in a low voice as he took two steps back quietly.

"I don't know, I was out there a few minutes ago...... Well, on official duty, but suddenly I lost control of my (shēn) body, my legs were completely unobedient, and I just ran in the direction of the police station, and I watched my brethren run wide (ròu) and even spill their intestines all over the ground......" At this point, Sergeant Tiger raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes full of fear, "and finally they all turned into those bones painted with graffiti...... When I arrived at the police station, I saw similar skeletons coming from all directions, and although I couldn't see the difference, I could vaguely feel it...... They were all my colleagues, the officers of the windmill district. ”

"And then, is there anything special (qíng) going on on you (shēn)?" asked the winged bird closely.

"Something special...... Yes, there were!" Tiger immediately replied in the affirmative, and then he took out his (xiōng) bone and showed the painted painting in front of him (xiōng) that had been scratched by the knife marks in front of him, "Just now, when I was chasing you with the other skeletons, the Lonely Gate Long Night once slashed at me, and when his blade swept in front of me (xiōng), I felt like ...... It was as if some thin thread had been cut over my head, and at that moment, I regained control of my (shēn) body. ”

"So......" Wingbird seemed to think of something, she picked up a broken tile on the ground, and then stretched out her arm far away, and scratched hard against Tiger's (xiōng) bone a few times, but surprisingly, the strange paint did not peel off because of this, "Well, it seems that the key seems to be on this disgusting painting, but ...... This thing seems to be stronger than it thinks, or ...... Is it because of the tools?"

"Whatever is good, can you tell me what the hell is going on first? I'm really going crazy!" Tiger made a bloody mark on his face, and the force was so deep that it almost tore off the skin of his face.

"In general, the fat guy of the director doesn't know where to get the news, he knows the news that the lonely door is in the windmill area for a long night, and he invited a freak called [Necromancer], and your current state is all from that guy's handwriting. The winged bird quickly and succinctly exchanged the known self-reported (qíng) with Tiger, reaching out and clasping his self-harming hands, and patting the other's hard, cold shoulder blades as if soothingly.

"What...... That damn fat pig actually went behind my back and found a helper?, and you dare to hurt me to such an extent?!" As soon as Tiger heard this, the already unstable (qíng) Xu became excited again, but at this moment, outside the door of the dark room, a distinct sound of footsteps began to gradually approach, and Tiger immediately took the Winged Bird and lowered his voice and continued, "Is it possible to restore everything to the way it was by just taking you to the director?"

"That's pretty much it, but only if we have the force to threaten him. The winged bird shrunk her head and looked towards the doorway, and then the faint emergency light in the hallway, she clearly saw a figure stop outside the door of the room, "Looks like there are those skeletons dangling around the entire police station building now, can you beat them?"

"Probably. Tiger grabbed his right hand, and then gritted his teeth, only to see that the bone of the hand fell off at the same time, just like the colleague he had seen before, a bone blade almost three feet long also burst out of his forearm bone, "This feeling...... It's just weird. ”

"The stairwell has been destroyed, but the power hasn't been cut off, so we can try to take the elevator directly to the top floor. The winged bird fumbled around, and then picked up a long steel bar that was broken on the ground, "But as for the elevator door when it opens, we will be greeted by a lonely uncle who has been successfully decapitated, or a bunch of skeleton puppets that have been fully strengthened, then we can only look at the creation." So, three ...... 2. ......"

"One!!"

Between the cracks in the door, a bone blade quietly poked in, and split the door lock directly in two, the door was wide open, and a painted skeleton with a sharp hand did not wait to step into the room, and was directly smashed to the ground by an oncoming knife and a stick......

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