Horn Horn Horn ......

Heavy footsteps came intermittently, and the woman who had escaped the disaster held on to the cold stone pillar, panting behind her.

After confirming that the bearded scumbag was not chasing in this direction, she was relieved to sit on one of the steps and rub her feet.

The bag containing the documents was left in place due to scuffle, and the high heels on her feet were thrown away because it was inconvenient for her to run. When I stopped now, her feet were bruised and painful.

"Why is this ......happening?"

The cold wind blew down the streets, taking away the temperature of the body. Recalling today's experience, the woman finally couldn't suppress the despair in her heart, covering her face and crying in the corner.

Just crying doesn't solve the problem, and when the woman's mood gradually calms down, she still has to find a way to get through the night.

Looking up, she could already see the light in the depths of the corner. The strange man was still singing, and it sounded weird.

But at the moment she is confused, and there is no food to stay here, so she can only try her luck there.

"Huh?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and the woman was frightened, and when she looked forward, a person appeared out of thin air.

"Ahh

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Coming out of the state of invisibility, Cheng Hai signaled the woman to calm down.

He was about to go to the end of Ærëll Street to inquire about the priests, but he heard singing on the way, and decided to come and see, and saw this miserable woman.

As last time, the frightened woman picked up a stone from the ground, and a deep despair rose in her heart. She ran so far that she had no strength, and if this man suddenly became animalistic, she would not be able to resist at all.

"Take it easy, I have no ill intentions." Cheng Hai tried to calm her down.

From the mouth of the old fire girl, I learned that almost no one who encountered those hallucinations here would survive. If this woman's spirit has been tense, it is estimated that in less than a day, she will have to die at the hands of those invisible things.

Although he couldn't get her out of danger completely, now that he did, it didn't hurt to take a few minutes to help her stabilize her mood. As for whether she can survive until he solves the problem, it depends on her creation.

It's just that the scumbag man is also kind and kind before revealing his true nature, and Cheng Hai's behavior has no effect except for causing her to shout wildly.

"Still Japanese?"

Cheng Hai frowned and looked at Cheng Yi: "Did you learn Japanese at school?" ”

"Nope."

Cheng Yiyi shook his head.

There is no such course in the nine-year compulsory education, but there is still some English.

"That's troublesome, I only know a little Japanese......"

There was no way, Cheng Hai scratched his head, carefully recalled the knowledge he had seen on TV, and said stubbornly: "You drip, the work of the neon flower girl." Don't be afraid of drops, don't drop tears, I'm here to help you drop......"

Cheng Yiyi: "......"

The Japanese girl looked at him in a daze, with a dull face.

"Hiss......"

Looking at the woman's reaction, Cheng Hai thrust his waist with a headache, and wondered: "Is this a Japanese girl?" Why can't I understand Japanese? ”

"What are you talking to in Japanese......

Cheng Yiyi covered his forehead, feeling so embarrassed.

"Why not? That's what it says on TV. Cheng Hai said confidently.

"Then she can't understand it......" Cheng Yiyi complained secretly.

Fortunately, this embarrassing operation also eliminated the woman's vigilance, and with Cheng Yiyi's presence, she felt that Cheng Hai would not hurt her. So, after she asked Cheng Hai if he could speak English, this embarrassing question was easily solved.

After some in-depth understanding, Cheng Hai probably knew that she was here on a business trip, and her name was Haruko Yamashita. Because I can't speak Chinese, I came out with a small secretary who translated, and today I was preparing to meet at the airport and return to China together.

But none of this matters, all Cheng Hai has to do is show her the way to the fire sacrifice ground. The hilichurls in both places are emptied, and there is no problem going alone.

"The ......"

Like the people before her, after being saved, Haruko Yamashita also wanted to follow Cheng Hai, but they left quickly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

……

Approaching the house where the song came out, Cheng Hai slowed down.

The building in front of him and the surroundings did not change much, and the dim candlelight pulled a long shadow, and the owner of the song could be vaguely seen from above playing the violin.

"It's really ugly to sing......" Cheng Hai shook his head and complained.

The man had been singing for years, and it felt like he was singing for the sake of singing, and the sound of the piano was so rapid that it seemed to be coerced by something, and there was no art at all.

"There's something up there." Cheng Yiyi reminded.

"Those unseen monsters?" Cheng Hai thought.

The sound didn't belong to anyone who got out of the car, it was someone else who had been brought here by accident. After being here for so long, he probably would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"It doesn't seem to be...... Is it something else......" Cheng Yiyi frowned.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Clenching the sword in his hand, Cheng Hai slowly approached the house.

This time it was not only Cheng Yiyi, but he himself also felt a mysterious and distorted aura. The man who was desperately playing the violin and singing seemed to be defending against that terrifying existence in this way, but it was in danger.

Perhaps, he still retains his sanity!

Smack.

Stepping on the raised stones and climbing to the second floor, Cheng Hai's sword was filled with thunder and lightning, ready for battle.

But to his surprise, there were no other creatures in the room on the second floor except for a man with a withered face.

That strange aura, gone!

"You ...... Who is it? ”

Seeing Cheng Hai's arrival, the man was also very surprised.

"Like you, because of the people who are caught up here."

Pushing the door and walking into the room, Cheng Hai looked at the furnishings inside.

This room was cleaner than that of the kshushu, but not much better. A cramped iron bed, a scruffy washbasin, a small table, a large bookshelf, an iron music stand, and papers scattered all over the floor.

The man in front of him was thin, his facial muscles were concave inward, and the dark bags under his eyes occupied a small half of his face, like a zombie that had just been unearthed in the ground.

He glanced at the sword in Cheng Hai's hand, fell into a moment of sluggishness, and then shook his head and said, "No, you are different from me, absolutely different!" ”

"Oh? How so? ”

Cheng Hai raised his eyebrows.

It is not difficult to see that the spirit of the man in front of him is already on the verge of collapse. It stands to reason that he should have died under the illusion a long time ago.

But he didn't.

Even Li Xiyue hasn't found a way to fight the illusion, and it is certainly not easy for this man to find a way out.

"Your arrival has made those beings retreat, so we are different!"

As he spoke, the man's eyes suddenly showed a little more brilliance, and he said hoarsely: "You have an unusual power in your body, you can take me out of here!" ”