Ren Wu helplessly looked at the vine snail man who was holding a rag and wiping it seriously on his sword.

Since the last time it ran over and polished its sword, and then at night it used the vine demon to strengthen it to strengthen it to the A rank.

And then this vine hand snail may have developed some strange brain circuit?

Rubbing the sword = the owner is happy = strengthening it?

"Don't wipe it anymore... The oil on the sword is almost wiped off by you!" Ren Wu scolded.

The vine snail man shuddered, looked at his master helplessly, and then looked down at the rag in his palm.

Did you make the owner unhappy?

After a moment's hesitation, he ...... with a rag I wiped my face.

Seeing that Ren Wu didn't stop it, it continued to wipe its face with a rag.

Rustle.

Rustle.

Ren Wu rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to this fool.

Pushing the door open, the yard was very quiet and empty.

Ren Wu thought of something, and closed his eyes after a moment's struggle.

When the eyes are closed, only the senses of hearing, smell, taste and touch remain.

There was the rustle of the leaves gently blowing in my ears.

Other than that, it was quiet, not even a single insect chirping.

In this kind of wilderness, especially autumn, it is very abnormal.

Ren Wu, who had his eyes closed, smelled a strong smell of gasoline in his nose.

The palms of the hands and the soles of the feet have a sticky and moist feeling.

Da~

Da~

Da~

The sound of the lighter ringing is getting closer. Ren Wu turned his head, and in the dark world, a vague shadow was approaching.

With the sound of a lighter every time.

The clearer the shadow, the closer it was to Ren Wu.

It was a man in a gray turtleneck sweater with a charred face.

He tilted his head up and squinted at Ren Wu.

He was holding a lighter in his hand, and the lighter was pressed by him from time to time.

Whenever the lighter was pressed, he would appear in front of Ren Wu like a flash.

Ren Wu raised his hand and met the man.

The man with the charred face suddenly pressed the lighter and threw it out.

The lighter that was thrown hovered in midair, and the flames on it were strangely unextinguished.

The lighter hit Ren Wu in the chest.

Ren Wu only felt a heat in his chest.

The next moment, the whole person was engulfed in flames.

The flames scorched the skin and hair, and at first it was just hot, but it soon rose to a very high temperature, and the sharp pain was transmitted to Ren Wu's mind along the senses.

After throwing out the lighter, the man ran backwards.

Ren Wuqiang resisted the urge to open his eyes, he had a hunch that as long as he opened his eyes, this weird guy with a charred face would disappear, and then this kind of flame would always accompany him, as long as he closed his eyes, he would surround himself.

The man with the charred face fled quickly, roughly equivalent to the speed at which a normal person could run at full strength.

But Ren Wu's speed was faster, and he caught up with him in three or two steps.

The sword of hand qi fell, and the head of a sword owl fell.

With a terrible scream, the flames surrounding Ren Wu also disappeared.

Only then did Ren Wu open his eyes, and there was a human skin mask lying quietly on the ground under his feet, which was the same as just now, and there was a big gap on the front of the human skin mask.

Bow your head and look at your hands.

The palms and arms were slightly red, and although there were no signs of being burned by the flames, the temperature on the surface of the skin was inexplicably beyond normal.

"Is this demon affecting my heart?" Ren Wu frowned.

Ren Wu has heard of some examples where when a person "thinks" that he is dead, then his real body will be taken seriously, and then the organs in the body will really stop working, and then the person will really die.

And this kind of monster can't see it as long as it opens its eyes, and it seems to have escaped to another world, but it can "see" them when you close your eyes.

Ren Wu felt very weird.

But maybe that's why Pei Tu brought himself to practice.

At the same moment, Pei Tu, who was on the second floor of the basement, opened his eyes and said to himself, "Is the soul much stronger than a normal person, it's a pity to cultivate this kind of talent." ”

In the next few days, Ren Wu discovered that there was really only this kind of demon in Cloud Mountain Villa.

They are not the same, and none of them are exactly the same.

The abilities are also strange, some of them can stretch and stretch freely, and they can sneak up on him like a monkey lying outside the wall. Some are infinitely powerful and massive.

But the common denominator is the same, that is, they can't see them when they open their eyes, and they can't hurt them.

However, it's best not to keep your eyes open when fighting them, otherwise you won't know where they'll appear when you close them again, and as long as you're not in contact with these monsters, they won't suddenly appear next to you when you close your eyes, unless you've "seen" them before.

At the same time, Ren Wu found that fighting with these demons also benefited him a lot.

The reaction speed and sensitivity have been greatly improved.

Especially with his intuition of danger, sometimes even Ren Wu can vaguely perceive the signs of danger even if he closes his eyes.

"The demons outside are basically solved. Ren Wu muttered to himself.

In the past few days, the demons in the yard have been cleaned up by Ren Wu, and today Ren Wu walked a whole circle and did not meet any demons again.

Only a few small buildings remained unentered.

These small buildings were supposed to be B&Bs before they were abandoned.

Pushing open the door, there is a quiet hallway.

The hallway is flanked by open doors.

All the doors in the house were wide open.

It was quiet.

The sound of human footsteps is particularly prominent here.

The vine snail man lay on the ground.

Listen to all the voices in the small building.

But the strange thing is that there is no sound in the small building.

Volunteer to be a pathfinder.

When you enter the house, the open doors lead to the windows.

Sunlight shone down the windows on the floor.

Rustle rustle......

The walls suddenly dried up and cracked.

Layers of black, flame-scorched black walls emerge from within.

The walls were covered in mottled scratches.

The room was still the same decoration, but it was getting old at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Ren Wu turned around, and the door behind him was gone.

Only the corridor that never exists remains.

Magic?

No, it's not just illusions.

Ren Wu closed his eyes.

A strange scene appeared, even if Ren Wu closed his eyes, the thin diaphragm in front of him could not block the surrounding scene, and the surrounding scene was clearly transmitted into Ren Wu's mind.

The zipper of the schoolbag opened, and the rice balls came out of it.

Jumped into Ren Wu's arms with a bang.

Tangyuan tries to banish the illusion, but the expulsion fails.

"Tangyuan, you also set up an illusion and bring 'it' closer to your illusion. Ren Wu hugged the rice balls and decided to return the other way to the other.

Since you won't let me jump out of the fire pit, then I'll pull you in and see who can hold out longer.