If someone pulls out their mobile phone to check or rolls up their sleeves to look at their watch, they will find that the time is exactly 12:12 p.m.

In other words, the boy in the well is still a little monster who eats on time.

No, maybe he's a zombie. After all, it's not that blue-eyed zombies haven't appeared, it's just that he's the second blue-eyed zombie Donnie has seen so far.

As the minutes ticked by, the sky, which had been darkened by the thick fog, became darker.

The three hundred and three people were still silent, except for the executioner, the young man, who stood by the well like a statue, and the rest of them sat as silent as the old monk.

Everyone stared at the wellhead in tacit understanding, and the silence seemed to be performing some kind of ritual, which filled the whole venue with an eerie and infiltrating atmosphere.

All people, all unconscious people are waiting. No, perhaps prayer is more appropriate. Everyone was praying for the next meal time for the zombies in the well, and then they lined up to die.

This is their mission, their fate, and the fate given to them by the zombies in the well!

It is a sad and weeping feast of death, a feast of death that circulates to the point of hopelessness!

At six o'clock in the evening, the feast resumed. In the slowly falling night, it served its plate.

The first column of death squads, ten humanoid food erected. One by one, obediently and quietly taking small steps, there is order and quality and do not cut in line, and they line up to be slaughtered.

Click, click, click.

Bones and muscles are broken, flesh and blood are tumbling, and knives are dull but not lacking.

The ten-minute dining ceremony passed so simply and easily, and no one disturbed it. A cold wind blew, and the fishy smell from the well lingered on the tip of everyone's nose. But there was no response, and the venue fell silent again, and the people began the next round of prayers.

But this time the silence was broken! Just after about three hours, the venue continued to resound with strings of gurgling.

Grunt, grunt, grunt......

One after another, it started from the stomachs of Lu Chunhua and Donnie, and their stomachs were hungry.

It can only be said that they are not hungry now, but hungry.

As for the others, they have long been yellow and thin. Their stomachs should be starving and losing their ability to make sounds.

The grunts filled the audience, adding a little vitality to this extremely dead and eerie atmosphere. However, everyone present, including Donnie herself, did not react to it.

It looks like they're in danger this time.

She didn't believe it!

Damn, Donnie opens her eyes to find herself trapped in a blue cocoon. As soon as she looked up, she saw a pair of blue eyes, and then she lost consciousness.

It didn't take long for the Magic Pupil to wake her up. As a result, she woke up and found herself in an oval enclosed space, and the blue cocoon silk wrapped her layer by layer, hard and hard, I don't know what material it was.

But she could imagine that she was like a little worm wrapped in a cocoon, and the cocoon was still shrinking, and she would most likely be strangled to death if she continued like this!

But when she woke up, she was weak and weak, and even a slight movement had to kill her a lot of energy.

But as long as you can move, then there is still a chance of life.

For the rest of the day, Donnie literally writhed around in a blue silk cocoon like a little bug. Later, the amplitude became larger, and her hands and feet did not need to be said to have a good pair of teeth.

Break free and swing vigorously, to buy time before the magic pupil succeeds, otherwise he will be strangled to death first.

The Demon Pupil tells her that this blue silk cocoon is actually a kind of mental confinement. It's powerful, and the effect is much better than its vertigo. And it seems that there is a kind of level suppression, and the magic pupil said that this blue cocoon seems to be one level higher than it.

If it had been upgraded, it wouldn't have been so hard to crack. Its stun is also a mental skill, but it is only the most elementary stun. Now it only has to soften this blue cocoon one by one, which is equivalent to competing with the spiritual power that the zombie put on the blue cocoon.

Fight for control of the Blue Cocoon together! In this way, the situation can be broken.

And now trapped in the blue cocoon, she is not actually her real body, but the consciousness body of her consciousness.

If the consciousness is consumed by the blue cocoon, her body will become an empty shell. It is equivalent to the reality of oneself and becomes a living dead, so what is the difference between that and death.

Donnie remembered the scene she had seen before, Mom, you have to speed up the time. Otherwise, when she came to her senses, her head would be gone, or her body would be in pieces, or her whole person would be the belly of the zombie in the well.

What's the use of going out, I'm afraid that the first thing I do when I go out is to be to death. When the time comes, it will be completely gone, and the fragrance will be gone!

So with Donnie's strong support, the magic pupil is still very powerful. Begin to prepare for the lack of energy in your own energy, so absorb the energy transformed by the flames in Donnie's mind to use it. Unexpectedly, as the cocoon silk softened one by one, its spiritual power became stronger and stronger.

The reason is also very simple, every time it softens a cocoon, it is actually equivalent to eating a trace of spiritual power! Indirectly strengthened his own strength, this pure spiritual power is more practical than the spiritual power transformed into the energy brought by the crystal nucleus!

The cocoon silk softened more and more, the magic pupil ate more and more, and Donnie's activity area became wider and wider.

Even when the demon pupil entered the ** divine power, he also took Donnie to nourish it by the way. It feels like drinking a glass of frozen sour plum juice in summer, which is cold to the heart; It's like drinking a bowl of warm mutton soup in winter, warming your heart.

Flattered.

Therefore, Donnie ate it once, because it was so refreshing. So it's good now, the blue cocoon has completely become a great supplement for this person's eyes.

"Gollum, Gollum, Gollum......"

Donnie suddenly heard such a voice, and although she hadn't eaten enough yet, she wasn't going to be hungry.

Wait, this can't be her body's stomach ringing. Probably yes, but that's good news! Proving that she could hear the voices outside, the blue cocoon was getting softer and thinner, and it seemed that the time to get out of the predicament was not far away.

Donnie didn't struggle anymore at this time, the softened cocoon silk was more tender than silk, and it was comfortable to lie on it.

Just wait for the magic pupil to succeed while eliminating ** divine power.

Finally, all the calluses at her feet collapsed on the instep of Donnie's feet. Then in the next second, the picture in front of Donnie's eyes switched seamlessly. What appeared in front of her again was the gloomy well!

Although the sky is dark, the eerie well is still an existence that people cannot ignore.

Rao is Donnie knew that she was mentally imprisoned, and she had already been mentally prepared. But she was still coldly startled by the scene in front of her, why did she come here!

So close to this well, isn't this a flashlight in the toilet to find death!

Frightened, Donnie reflexively retreated. Unexpectedly, there was a tingling pain in her legs and feet, and she noticed that she was sitting on the ground.

Tough, get up, fail. Her legs were already sore and painful, and she had cramps when she moved. Oops, it's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight.

Rubbing her kneecaps like an old grandmother, Donnie looked around for Lu Chunhua's figure, and finally looked back.

I saw Lu Chunhua's eyes were sloppy and her face was blue.

Dangerous.