Two hundred and seven chapters
Footsteps against the doorway, both of them looked back at the same time.
The smoke billowed and the dust spread across the sky, bursting in an instant, rolling back and forth, like a galloping horse, quickly swept by, and it was the surging waves, which kept patting, turning out a cloud of angry tears.
Su Bairan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked over there, and looked at it originally, but he could see some shadows in it, and he didn't hear any sound.
Only the dust rolled back and forth without brushing, rubbing against each other, and there was some crackling sound under the sun's rays.
It was like a firecracker bursting in the air in an instant, and the dust that had been deposited for many years finally saw a light at this time, and it was also the time when he completely disappeared.
Smoke was rolling back and forth, obscuring their sight.
A little dust was slowly sinking down with the light, and a large amount of dust gradually calmed down.
Only a few are still hovering, and it is only in the last wind speed that they experience the only time they are floating.
The gaze gradually became clearer, and a path was opened under the illumination of the light, and in an instant, the gaze opened up, and the dust rolled slightly on the ground, only a slight struggle, and could no longer float up.
The ornate and heavy blanket fell to the ground, slightly twisting and turning, slightly arching an arc, and above the blanket, densely covered with black spots and mildew.
The musty smell has already drifted out, but it has not spread quickly in the drawing play, and the location of the moldy and hairy has already been a little green.
Among the almost black moss, there were small dried up spiders.
It's small, the largest is only the size of a big nail, if it's his smallest, it's estimated that it's hard to see, but there is a palm-sized oil black there, I can't see how many there are, but the rough estimate is probably not thousand, but there are tens of thousands, densely packed in a row, crowded regularly.
The shattered floor was sprinkling and rolling back and forth, rolling a few times on the ground with the breeze, piling up among the dried spider shells.
When Su Bairan saw the scene of this class, he was always bold, and he couldn't help but get some goosebumps.
'What disgusting thing is this?' ’
Many of the spiders were already dead, and they didn't even have time to work, except for an outer shell, their small claws clinging tightly together, locked with their companions. Behind the big blanket are almost all such small spiders.
And there were a little moldy hairs, but they were not very strong when they were slightly scraped, and most of the things had been smashed to the ground by the moment's pulling, and they rolled into the middle of the cracks in the floor in an instant.
I can't say exactly how many, but the number is tightly reunited, and there is no space at all.
Su Bairan thought that he was very bold, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation.
It seems that those little spiders instantly revealed their own respiratory tract, and they were so densely gathered together, which was really uncomfortable, even if there was no fear of these insects, I felt a little sick and sick to my stomach when I looked at them.
The cold jade bone was not covered by the veil, and was slightly hindered, but with the next moment, he also saw the dense things on the ground at the same time.
couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and blocked in front of others.
When Su Bairan saw this action, he felt a little warm in his heart, and he gently touched the other party's sleeve.
With a simple touch, the two of them shivered at the same time, as if they were crawling straight up, and looked at each other at the same time, looking at each other in their eyes, they couldn't help but show a little helpless smile.
"This..." Su Bairan seemed to have something to say, but it was really hard to say.
Han Yugu nodded helplessly at the same time, and snorted, "It's really a little unbearable." ”
No one could have imagined that behind the stall, behind the smooth and exquisite craftsmanship, there were so many insects lined up quickly, and they were already dead, and there were empty shells rolling back and forth.
It's really disgusting and hard to accept.
Han Yugu had a slightly complicated thought, "Maybe that's why no one has cleaned it for years." ”
Su Bairan asked softly, pressed down his temples, and unconsciously pulled the other party, stepped out of the door, and completely cut it off.
His heart was still a little trembling, his eyes looked at the shriveled spiders, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Maybe it's because I haven't cleaned it for too long." ”
"Possibly." Han Yugu's throat tightened slightly.
Su Bairan stood outside the door and couldn't help but be smart.
The two looked at each other thoughtfully, raised their hands at the same time, rubbed their arms, and smiled helplessly.
"Looks like we're having a bit of a problem this time."
"Yes, a room is empty, and there is a reason for it."
Su Bairan held his hands in his hands, took two steps forward, stepped on the lawn, slightly pressed down a few blades of grass, and gently breathed the fragrance of the grass, only then did he shake some senses.
If you think about it seriously, it is really the law of horror movies, you can't die at all, and if you don't die, you really won't die.
Even if there are no accidents, such a nausea is indeed impressive, and you can't easily avoid it, such a general situation, even if it is a slight slip in your mind, you can't help but feel a shiver.
Why are there so many small spiders behind such a big blanket, even if they are naturally generated, there is no living environment at all?
The wood is not exposed to sunlight and the outside, why are there so many dense births, it is simply all of them.
Where did they come from so many thoughts to reflect the entire race, these spiders don't care about the environment in which they live, so it's okay to run outside?
Wait a minute!
Running outside, such an idea suddenly popped up in my mind, and in an instant all the goosebumps all over my body rose, and I quickly looked back and forth under my feet.
But there were no spiders stepping on them along the foot, so I was slightly relieved.
At the same time, I felt that there was some itching in the hair, as if the 8 little claws were climbing over quickly, and the feeling was extremely tactile, and it seemed that a little ruler scraped his hair and gently pulled it forward.