"Jenna."

Mu Wugua called Jenna.

Jenna turned her head and wondered, "Huh? What's wrong? ”

Mu Wugua looked around at the guns on both sides of the secret room as he walked, blinked and said, "What are these?" ”

Mu Wugua could recognize three of the guns on the shelves on either side of her, and she had been exposed to guns in both reality and the first mission world, which was relatively not a black one.

These guns are real guns! And there are also some things like "bow crossbows" and "repeating crossbows" that seem to be clearly customized.

No, Jenna's family used to be werewolf hunters like the Astai Wolf Slayer family in the original story, right?

There were so many guns hidden, and there were even arrowheads made of silver.

There is not the slightest trace of Jenna's family in the original plot.

It is also possible that the accidental death of Jenna's parents led to the discontinuation of their family lineage.

Seeing Mu Wugua looking around, Jenna stepped forward, smiled, and said, "Oh, I don't know about these, but when my dad was still alive, he often liked to collect these things, and I always thought that my dad should have collected them secretly." ”

Hearing this, Mu Wugua picked up a silver arrow and muttered:

"Maybe he's built this secret room for that."

This town has been home to a family group of werewolves for a long time, and the lord wolf of this wolf pack is the closest to the lord wolf king in the past hundred years, and other wolf packs and lord wolves often gather here because of this.

Maybe Jenna's parents know something that ordinary people don't know, and maybe they made it to protect themselves.

Hearing what Mu Wugua said, Jenna shrugged her shoulders and said that she couldn't deny it.

"Maybe."

The soundproofing of the chamber was so good that Jenna didn't know what was going on outside.

However, Mu Wugua's telekinesis was able to observe the situation outside through the barrier of the wall.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and invisible telekinesis invaded Clay Miton's brain, she smiled, and said secretly in her heart: Let me see what kind of garbage this is.

Outside, Clay, who was humming a weird little song, suddenly stumbled, he rubbed his dazed head, slowly came to his senses, and continued to hum a little song like a perverted murderer.

As everyone knows, his conduct has been clearly seen by others.

Mu Wugua nodded, and chuckled: "It turned out to be such a scumbag." ”

"It's quite pitiful, but revenge on society or something is too extreme, a little self-motivated, isn't it good to be harmonious?"

Moreover, running to a place where a witch is to take revenge on society, uncle, you are also very courageous.

She shook her head and said to herself, "Then what kind of package should I give him to experience?" Pen fairy package? A day trip to the Ga Coconut Secret Room? Or is Sadako a seven-day escape from life and death? ”

(Note: Sadako is from the horror movie "Midnight Bell", and Gaco is from the horror movie "The Grudge")

At this time, Jenna came over and said, "Linna, what did you say?" ”

Mu Wugua turned around and responded with a bright smile: "It's nothing." ”

Oh, it's so tangled, she feels that these horror characters are very good.

That...... Just give him a big set, and you can add one of their native vampires or something.

Poor Clay.

Don't blink, get ready for the horrors of the night tour from the Hyakki.

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"Woo~Shh~"

Clay hummed a tune and deliberately stomped to the last room he hadn't explored.

This room looks like the master bedroom of this house.

Maybe the little girl might be hiding in there.

He reached out and twisted the doorknob, but didn't open the bedroom door.

Clay smiled pervertedly.

"Truly, truly, truly. I've got you, White Rabbit......"

Since the door was locked, the man must be hiding in it.

Clay felt a sense of joy at the thought of a rich slut girl trembling at the sound of his footsteps.

Look, what about having money? Isn't it because of him, fearless?

The rush of pleasure rushed to his chest, and he raised his hand and shot twice at the door lock!

"Squeak~"

The lock broke and the door shook open.

Clay kicked the door open impatiently, not sensing anything wrong.

Looking around, there was no one in the room.

He smiled, shot at the ceiling, and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha!" Little girl, what does it matter, uncle is very patient~ Little White Rabbit, where are you? Your mom is back......"

Clay stomped heavily, and searched for the bottom of the bed and the table in a row, but no one was seen.

Just as he was a little impatient, the corner of his eye accidentally caught a glimpse of a corner of white fabric in the gap under the closet.

He regained his patience.

Slowly walked to the wardrobe, suddenly opened the wardrobe like a prank, and laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha! Got you! ”

Opening the closet, a little black-haired girl in a red dress was curled up in the closet, looking like she was shivering.

Clay wondered.

Well? Isn't the permanent resident of this house a little girl with brown hair? He had also disguised the close-up and close-up observation of milk delivery many times.

How is it a black-haired one?

Moreover, didn't he see the white corners of his clothes just now? How did it turn red?

At this moment, the little girl in the red dress stopped trembling and remained motionless as if she were dead.

Clay already sensed something was wrong at the moment, but he was now excited, and the strong antisocial impulses in his heart supported him.

He swallowed his spit and looked at the corner of his white coat exposed outside the closet, and indeed, it was white!

What about the red dress on this little girl......

Clay was pregnant with the dead man, and his trembling hand touched the little girl's body, and it was an imaginary wet touch.

He roared frantically in his heart: Blood! It's blood!

At this moment, Clay asked with hindsight, a strong smell of blood, which made him want to vomit all the food he ate yesterday.

Although he is also a quasi-perverted murderer, he hasn't killed anyone yet, but he still has the mentality of an ordinary person in his heart.

The little blood on his hand almost scared him out of the way.

Immediately afterward, he quickly thought of it.

The little girl looked dead, as if she had been killed by something, and had shed so much blood.

So...... Who killed her?

This idea has been a chill behind Clay's back for the rest of his life.

It was as if there were other eyes watching him where he couldn't see.

He clenched the gun in his hand, and kept comforting himself in his heart: Cut, they are all perverted murderers, who is afraid of whom! Anyway, he has long put life and death out of the way, why do you care about this? Calm, calm......

Thinking like this, Clay calmed down again.

But a horrific scene appeared.

When he came back to his senses, the little black-haired girl in front of him, who seemed to be dead, was actually smiling at him.

What a weird smile that is.

The holes seemed to be gouged out, and the rims of the eye sockets were red with bloody tears, and the corners of the lips were pulled out with crooked wounds, like clowns' lip makeup.