Chapter 11: The Second Layer of the Desire Chapter3
Click...
The sound of something breaking in the body.
Stimulated by a burst of pain, Xiaobai suddenly realized.
I'm about to finish.,After a coincidental slashing incident, you can understand that such a weird place is similar to W City where you live.,It's not W City.。
"Huh?"
The beauty didn't hold it as tightly as she just now, slowly let go of her hand, got off the bed, and the other beauties sitting on the bed also followed, Xiaobai covered the broken ribs.
"Saved?"
The beauties who got out of bed did not leave the room, nor did they leave the bedside, surrounding the whole bed like a wall, without a single gap to get out.
Xiao Bai endured the pain and said in a gentle tone: "I invited you to eat, drink and have fun for free today, why don't you disband it now?"
The beauties ignored his request, and gradually everyone showed a look of déjà vu, as if they had seen it and had never seen it, the dead eyes, I don't know if it was because of the light, the skin was so white that it was frightening, and the corners of the smiling mouth continued to lengthen to both sides as if they were about to crack.
Xiaobai was so scared that he didn't dare to look directly at their faces and curled up.
The chandelier hanging on the ceiling seemed to be in concert with them, flickering and flashing, sometimes dimming and sometimes bright, and every time the lamp flickered and dimmed, they disappeared for a short time, completely disappeared, and when the light flickered and brightened, it suddenly appeared again, and each time they approached Xiaobai more and more, and finally they reached out and grabbed different parts of his body.
"Why do I always encounter this kind of thing..."
One person grabs a different part and pulls in their respective directions.
"It hurts... No... Don't push so hard...... Help, kill, help! Xiaobai began to cry again, only the right hand was not grasped, and it was useless to keep one hand, in the face of this group of "their" non-human strange forces, the struggle was meaningless.
Knowing that it was meaningless, the pain could not be stopped, and the direction of his right hand could barely touch the table cabinet where the lamp was placed, and he stretched out his hand vigorously to tap the call bell on the table table.
Bite...
Finally filmed, endure for a while, there will be hotel staff to rescue him, ding is the call prompt, after pressing, the computer at the front desk of the hotel will be notified, and the staff will come up soon.
Knock knock...
The sound of a knock on the door.
Xiaobai shouted: "Help, help..."
Someone was about to come in, but instead of running away, they pulled harder.
"It hurts... Help, come on. ”
The flesh on his body was grabbed and pulled, red to bruised to blood inside, and every blow pricked the nerves.
The staff opened the door slowly, and there was the sound of many metals colliding against each other.
The door opened.
A strange woman pulled in a cart with a basket full of iron tongs, and Xiaobai couldn't understand her purpose at all.
"Mr. Bai, you said you were going to come to me..."
It turned out that she was Xiao Liu, after Xiao Liu entered the room, "they" let go of Xiao Bai, turned around and walked towards the door, stopped when passing the cart, and one person picked up a pair of iron tongs and walked back, it was different from last time, this time there was another Xiao Liu.
In the state of no wind and no one to close the door, the door of the room slowly closed by itself, and the screams of Xiaobai and the sound of something being torn off continuously came from the room.
After a night, Xiao Liu and them walked out of the room one after another the next day, but Xiao Bai was nowhere to be seen.
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On the other side, the human world.
It was the morning of August 13, 2018.
Xiaobai (physically) was discharged from the hospital, and his family asked him to go home today for another day of rest and go to work again, and he agreed.
Back to the path of spiritual reform, the second basement of desire, on the side of the mirrored W City street.
97,
Xiaobai (soul) resurrected in situ, only the memory of death was deleted, I still remember the last time I cut him, slowly open my eyes, usually open the door on the road of spiritual change, most of the light is too strong to close my eyes, but this time I opened my eyes but there was no such feeling, a little sense of disobedience made Xiaobai have doubts, I heard a lot of footsteps around, I stood on the street, I heard the footsteps, but I couldn't see passers-by.
"This is a certain street in the city of W, how can I think that? Have you ever been here before?"
Xiaobai's location on this street is not far from Changxiang Community, about 20 minutes by bus.
"Did you open the door and come back?"
I should be happy, but I can't be happy, I always feel that something is wrong, so I check the numbers on my body.
When the body and soul were separated, Xiaobai (soul) was wearing gray sportswear and sneakers, and when he checked it, he found that he had changed his clothes, a suit shirt and leather shoes and a briefcase, and he had no memory of changing clothes in his mind, and when he unbuttoned it, the number on his shoulder was 97, and it was obviously 98 before he opened the door and came here.
"I'm dead again, my memory has been deleted, this is not W City, although it's very similar, Qiaoyi said to keep climbing, the meaning of this will not let me go back easily."
"Dare mo ko ka la de la re na i ......" At this time, the mobile phone rang, the sound was very close, coming from himself, Xiaobai touched his whole body, and the mobile phone was placed in the inner pocket of the suit.
"It's my mobile phone, and I don't put it on my body every day when I play games at home."
The caller Xiao Liu was displayed on the screen, Xiao Bai didn't remember knowing anyone surnamed Liu, he was very curious to answer, his finger stopped a second before he was close to the screen, and suddenly an inexplicable sense of fear spread from his mind, and he pressed it and refused.
Coming to the path of spiritual reform, he remembered seven days, died three times, he didn't know how many days later, he didn't get any superpowers, magic, weapons, etc., but the fear was rising, getting stronger day by day, and when he calmed down, he could sense the danger that was approaching.
A can at his feet scared him.
"It's better to get out of this place quickly."
Xiaobai kept walking on the unmanned street.
Walked for five minutes.
There is a real feeling of walking, the surrounding buildings are still the same, as if you are lost in the forest, the silence of no one escalates the fear again, and the footsteps are still non-stop.
Walked for ten minutes.
There was no progress, no matter how much it was moved, and the cans were still at their feet.
Xiao Bai stared at the can, thinking that there must be something strange about this can, maybe it was the key to getting out of this gloomy place, and his calves were raised back to kick and see, there was a bright sun shining, and his body couldn't help but shiver.
"My gut tells me this bottle is extremely dangerous, but..."
He said to himself, "How can you get out of this hellish place without trying?"
He put his foot down, paused, pinched his chin with his fingers, swallowed his saliva, and seemed to be ready to come to his senses.
"There are still 97 chances to resurrect, who is afraid of whom."
Boom... Ding dong... Bite......
He finally made the crucial goal.
Boom...
The sound of being hit by something behind me was not loud, and the impact level was one step forward and I stood firm.