Until the monster-like person crawled onto the bed and lay down and stopped moving, Yan Junze was still standing in place.

The sudden scene just now really scared him enough, and a distorted face appeared in front of him, and he was worthy of the audience if he didn't scream.

If it had been changed in the past, I am afraid that a single voice could roar the doppelganger of the Grim Reaper Morrison.

Turning his head to look at the deformed monster lying back on the bed, Yan Junze swallowed his saliva.

When he was observing the movement in the room outside the window just now, it was obvious that Allabell was standing here and observing him as well, but after he entered the room through the window, Allabell did not attack him.

This shows that Allabell is not the kind of weird who can burst out at any time, and may have a good temper.

Of course, it may also be that she has a perverse personality that makes people unsure of her thoughts.

After a pause, Yan Junze was thinking about whether to turn on the flashlight, after all, although there was a little light in this room, it was obviously not good for his actions.

Just turn on the flashlight instead of turning on a bedside lamp, or a desk lamp or something, so that the light can be kept soft and always on, and you don't have to bother holding the flashlight all the time.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Junze moved towards the only bed in the room, he didn't deliberately hide his footsteps, since Allabell had seen him, there was no need to hide anymore.

The mission statement has actually made it very clear, let yourself take care of her until dawn. This means that you can only face Allabel, and you can't sneak or do it quietly, as you did in the past.

Anyway, since the mission says so, it is very likely that Allabell doesn't care who takes care of her, as long as someone takes care of her.

When he came to the bedside, he could vaguely see that Allabel, who was sleeping on the bed, had his back turned away from him, and his curved back arched the blanket on his body a lot, and he did not move at all.

Yan Junze cleared his throat a little and said, "Hello madam, I'm ......"

"Are you Aunt May's child?" Allabell suddenly spoke up and interrupted Yan Junze's words.

After Yan Junze heard her speak, he was stunned suddenly, and a feeling of hair suddenly rose in his heart.

This sentence was indeed uttered by Allabel, but it sounded like the voice of a young girl, very sharp, crisp, and even a kind of glutinous illusion.

A picture suddenly appeared in Yan Junze's mind, under the blanket on this bed, there was a deformed person with twisted limbs curled up at this moment, a humanoid weirdness that could be said to be 100 years old, but what she said was completely the voice of a little girl.

The contrast was too strong, causing a layer of goosebumps to appear all over Yan Junze's body, and it took a long time to disappear.

During this time, Allabell fell silent and did not continue to speak.

"Why did she ask me if I was Aunt Mei's child?" Yan Junze was a little puzzled, and thought about it, whether his appearance was somewhat similar to that guy, so Allabell glanced at himself just now and admitted his mistake.

Or this woman may be born with bad eyes, one eye pupil is covered with a gray membrane, and the other eye pupil is directly bulging out, well, the eyes should not be much better.

"Yes." Yan Junze nodded and replied, no matter what, this is the best excuse for himself to stay by Allabel's side all the time.

"Where's Chrissy?" Allabell continued to ask in a shrill voice.

Yan Junze guessed that this Chrissy should be the servant who was in charge of taking care of Allabel before, and he didn't know where he went, so he thought about it and replied: "I'm just replacing her temporarily, and she will be back soon." ”

Allabell did not speak again.

Yan Junze paused and said, "Just now, I'm sorry." I was afraid to wake you up when I opened the door, so I rolled over the next window and prepared to sit on the couch over there for the night. If you have any instructions, you can just let me know. ”

Allabel still did not speak, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yan Junze waited for a moment, but there was no movement, he was going to go to the sofa near the window.

But on second thought, it is better to be closer to Allabel, which may increase the favor of the other person and make it through the night in peace.

I went to a closet and brought a wooden chair to it, put it next to the bed, and sat down here.

Yan Junze didn't speak, staring at the figure curled up on the bed in a daze, and the Allabell under the blanket seemed to be wearing a nightdress, motionless.

The room quickly fell silent.

All you can hear is the sound of the wind blowing outside the building, and there is a wall clock outside the hallway, and there is a faint ticking sound.

The room was unusually silent, there was no sound, Yan Junze could hear his own breathing, but he couldn't hear Allabel's.

He just sat quietly, and before he knew it, sweat was oozing from his palms.

In fact, at this time, Yan Junze really wanted to turn on a light, so as not to lose sight of the surrounding environment, and the tension in his heart could not be dissipated.

I don't know how long he sat there, but he felt some numbness in his legs, and wanted to get up and move without alerting Allabel.

"It's time to take your medicine." Allabel's sharp, delicate voice resembling that of a little girl suddenly sounded.

"Voniema!" Yan Junze was taken aback again, his whole body trembled, and he looked at Allabel, who had his back to him.

"Uh-huh, okay." He hurriedly spoke, but his voice sounded very attentive, truly like a faithful servant, "Where's the medicine?" ”

"Under the bedside table, on my side." Allabell replied slowly.

Yan Junze stood up and walked to her side, but this side was very dark and he couldn't see anything.

After fumbling for a moment, I found the switch of the bedside lamp.

"Can I turn the lights on?" Yan Junze asked.

"Hmm." Allabell replied.

Yan Junze immediately turned on the light, the light was very soft, and the range that could be illuminated was limited.

The moment the light came on, his eyes naturally looked at the man lying on the bed, and he saw Allabel's sallow, distorted face facing it, and the bulging eyeball was also staring at him.

Allabell only exposed his head and hid his body in a blanket.

Her gaze made people's hearts tremble, Yan Junze glanced at it and immediately turned his head to stop looking at her.

Pulling open the bedside table, to my surprise, there was no pill box in sight, only a small metal bowl, and a golden spoon was placed in the bowl, and there seemed to be some sticky yellow objects in the bowl.

Yan Junze took out the small bowl in surprise and asked, "What is this...... Medicine? ”

Allabell did not answer, but slowly opened her mouth exposed outside the blanket, and the lower gums that had been exposed were already exposed, and the moment she opened her mouth, a clear liquid flowed out, I don't know if it was saliva or what.

A few clean white towels were neatly placed on one side of the bedside table, and Yan Junze immediately took one, leaned over, and gently wiped the corners of Allabel's chin and mouth.

In the process of wiping, he didn't look around, just stared at his chin and mouth, in fact, he really didn't want to see Allabel's whole face.

When he wiped the corners of his mouth, he could still hear the meaningless sound of Allabel coming out of his throat, like phlegm blocked there, unable to cough it out.

Yan Junze tried not to think about other pictures.

Putting down the wiping towel, he lifted the bowl of viscous yellow paste that was obviously cold, and looked at Allabel: "This medicine...... It's already cold. ”

Allabel's mouth was always open, as if waiting for him to feed himself.

Yan Junze couldn't help it, scooped a spoonful of "paste", and a strange and unpleasant smell came, and then sent it to the open mouth.

Allabell took the spoon in his mouth, and when he swallowed the "paste", he opened his mouth again.

Yan Junze took out the spoon, but he didn't know that the spoon was full of suspension, which was dragged out of Allabel's mouth, he took a step back, and the suspension dragged half a meter long before it was broken, dripping on the edge of the bed and the floor.

Yan Junze hurriedly picked up a clean towel to wipe the sheets.

Then he scooped another spoonful and brought it to Allabel's mouth.

Allabell opened his mouth and took another bite, and when the spoon was taken out, he dragged some of the suspension out again, and Yan Junze wiped the sheet again.

When he was about to feed the third mouthful, Allabell stopped opening his mouth.

"Only two bites?" Yan Junze was a little puzzled.

But since the other party didn't open his mouth, he put the metal bowl on the bedside table.

There was a wooden chair against the wall on the side of the bedside lamp, Yan Junze turned it around, sat on it, and put on a decent look on his face.

But soon he found himself a little uncomfortable, because Allabell was facing him, and the pupil covered by the gray membrane was fine, but the other pupil that protruded was staring at him.

This eye never blinked, as if it wasn't sour at all.

Being stared at by the other party for a moment, Yan Junze knew that he couldn't keep that willing to serve demeanor under this gaze all the time, so he simply stretched out his hand and turned off the bedside lamp.

The surroundings fell into darkness, although it was not completely dark, but at least they couldn't see the dead fish eyes of the other party, and they felt a lot more relaxed.

After sitting in the dark for a moment, the feeling of being stared at all the time disappeared, but the bed in front of me remembered the sound of rustling, as if Allabell was turning over.

You can see the black shadow of the bed slightly arched and the blanket wriggling.

But Yan Junze suddenly had a feeling of panic at this time, and he unconsciously reached out to the switch position of the bedside lamp again.

The bed in front of me no longer squirmed, and the sound of rustling did not come, and it seemed to have returned to calm.

But the uneasiness in Yan Junze's heart was even stronger at this moment, he no longer hesitated, and turned on the bedside lamp with a snap.

He saw Allabel's twisted limbs propping up the bed, lying on the bed, holding up the blanket on his back, his head facing his direction, and an arm as bent and thin as a willow tree stretched out, no more than a palm away from his cheek.

The moment the light was turned on, Allabel's outstretched hand was still.

Yan Junze's whole body froze, staring at this picture.

After about ten seconds, Allabell slowly withdrew her withered and bent arm and retracted into the blanket covering her body, giving goosebumps to the sound of bones rubbing against her body in the process.

"What did this woman want to do just now?"

Yan Junze felt that the light couldn't be turned off.

As stated in the quest prompt, Allabell's behavior is inexplicably strange, and if he is acting in the dark, he will have to watch out for more situations.

After Allabell lay back on the bed, he turned over, his back was facing Yan Junze again, and he didn't move anymore.

At that moment, something squeezed out from under the pillow on the bed, rolled down the edge of the bed, fell to the floor, and rolled under the bed.

It seems to be a bottle.

Yan Junze glanced through the dim bedside lamp and caught a blurred shadow.

The bottle seemed to have been under the pillow that Allabell had been sleeping on, and when she rolled over, it rolled out from the squeezing.

Maybe it's also something like a medicine bottle, Yan Junze guessed.

He immediately walked to the edge of the bed, crouched down, and reached in the direction where the bottle had fallen.

After fumbling for a while, the bottle seemed to roll too deep to be touched by squatting.

Yan Junze simply knelt directly on the ground, and first looked at Allabel, who was motionless with his back to him, to prevent this woman from making any strange movements when she was picking up things for her.

Then leaned down and stretched out his hand as long as he could, to hook the bottle.

Actually, he could not have picked up anything, but now he had to curry favor with Allabel, regardless of what strange behavior the other party had just shown.

Obviously, picking things up for her will definitely increase her favorability.

The hand that reached under the bed groped for a moment, but still did not touch the bottle that rolled down, but Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, because he found that the floor under the bed seemed to be wet.

The place where the palm touches is not only moist, but also has a sticky feeling.

After a pause, he touched it again, wanting to be sure if it was his illusion, but at this moment, his left hand stretched under the bed suddenly trembled, and Yan Junze's face turned pale instantly.

Because, he touched a finger.

This finger belongs to a full palm, and the entire palm is encased in a viscous liquid.

Yan Junze, who was startled, immediately looked up at the bed, and Allabell still maintained the action just now and did not move.

Almost at the same moment, the sticky palm under the bed suddenly grabbed Yan Junze's hand and dragged him into it violently.

This force was so strong that Yan Junze couldn't break free, and at least half of his body was pulled under the bed.

Immediately, his wrist loosened, and the hand that was holding him just now suddenly disappeared.

The ground here is all wet and sticky, and Yan Junze is lying here, feeling uncomfortable.

Part of the reason for the discomfort was the feeling of wetness and stickiness, but more of it was the palm that had just dragged him in, which was obviously cold.

Turning his head to look to the side, there was nothing to see under the bed, the small black backpack was still on his back, which blocked some of the water stains on the ground for him, and the flashlight was inserted on the side of the backpack before, and he immediately reached for it.

After getting the flashlight, he turned it on beside him and shone it over, and in the light of the flashlight, a person lying next to Yan Junze was revealed.

Unsurprisingly, it was a dead man, a female corpse.

The corpse looked very young, wearing the clothes of a servant, its eyes were hollow, its lips were slightly open, and its body was already slightly decomposed, but its whole body, including its clothes, was wrapped in a viscous suspension, and it did not smell a single odor.

Yan Junze didn't think much about it, and immediately moved his gaze down to the woman's palm.

The five fingers of the corpse's right hand were slightly folded, and it was obvious that this hand had pulled itself in just now.

But at the moment, it doesn't look like this woman is alive again.

"A maid, a dead maid, a dead maid who is able to move for a short time. What is this operation? Yan Junze said secretly.