Chapter 22: Fear

It's like a cloud of air without a sense of existence, but it's so real to look at.

I didn't say anything more, but reached out and turned on the lamp.

At the moment when the light turned on, the figure that emerged from the darkness disappeared again.

"What's wrong, brother?"

At this time, Chang Longxiang suddenly pushed open the door and walked in, yawning, and asked me, "What's the matter with you turning the lights on and off all the time?" ”

I didn't squeak, looked at where the man was standing just now, and shook my head: "It's okay, you go back to sleep first." ”

"Okay, then I'll go over first, what's the matter to call me." Chang Longxiang nodded, closed the door in a daze, and left.

As soon as Chang Longxiang left, I lay back down, put my right hand on the switch, pressed it almost without warning, and pressed it again in an instant.

"Smack."

Darkness only exists for a moment.

But the figure didn't disappear as the darkness disappeared, maybe because my action of turning on the light was too without warning, so I didn't look at the person at all, and just turned it on.

Through the dim light, the originally vague figure looked very real at this time.

As I imagined.

It's not human.

But strangely, my gut tells me that it's not an injustice either, as if it's something alive??

This person was ** from head to toe, there was nothing to cover, and the skin all over his body was exposed to the air.

It seems to have been splashed with red paint, and it seems to have been skinned by someone, and everywhere you see is blood red.

It stood on the edge of the bed, staring at me with a gaze that bordered on squinting, without moving its head.

That's not the kind of look that an unjust can have.

Cruelty, viciousness, cruelty, madness, all negative emotions seem to be found in its eyes.

It's really hard to describe how I felt, not that I was scared, I couldn't put it into words

The blood all over his body seemed to be frozen, not to mention that there was a big movement, he couldn't even blink an eye, as if he had been pointed, and he lay on the bed in a daze and looked at it.

At that time, the muscles on its face twitched constantly, and its mouth grew large, and a lot of mucus with a fishy smell flowed down the corners of its mouth and fell to the ground dripping.

The monster's tongue was long, at least half a meter long, and it stuck it out as it breathed, repeating the action of licking in the air.

If it had looked at me with the eyes of an enemy or a prey, I would not have felt so bad.

The most unpredictable thing for me, and what baffles me, is how it feels to me.

Disregard.

Yes, it's ignorance.

It looks at me like an ordinary person looking at a stone, not looking at the other party at all, and it's not a high-minded disregard, it's that kind of asymmetry!

I am not on the same line as its identity at all, it looks at me like an ordinary person looking at a stone, not even an ant.

"Boom."

With another familiar muffled sound, it took another step forward, leaned firmly against the edge of the bed, seemed to be interested in me, bent slightly, and put its tongue on my neck.

Soggy with a hint of warmth.

It's like the blood that just flowed out of the veins when I started the magic circle to cut the veins, and there was a strong smell of blood.

It gradually buried its head, getting closer and closer to my face, and finally it was face to face, staring at me intently, staring at me.

Maybe it's my delusion.

At that moment, I had a strange sense of familiarity, as if I had seen this thing somewhere??

"No, if I had actually seen it, I would have remembered it," I looked at the monster in confusion, and I didn't feel scared, I just wondered.

I have never seen it in reality, nor have I heard of it, nor have there been any descriptions of this monster, either in the mouths of outsiders or in books.

But even so, the more I looked at it, the more familiar it felt.

As I looked at it intently, the monster opened its mouth wide and howled without warning, as if stimulated by something.

The voice was not human, it was not sharp, it was not hoarse, it was unbelievably dull.

If a friend goes on a safari and sees a tiger in its normal state, then he will definitely understand my feelings.

The monster howled, like a tiger's low roar, in such a low pitch that even the floor was trembling with its roar.

Before I could react, the roaring monster had begun to swell rapidly, and the epidermis looked a little swollen and transparent.

In less than half a minute, its body swelled to the limit, almost three or four times larger than the original!

I watched this scene in a daze, and I didn't react at all, and I basically couldn't react, just heard a muffled sound, like something heavy falling on the ground.

In an instant, the monster whose body had swelled three or four times directly exploded into pieces in the sky.

Or rather, it exploded into countless pieces of minced meat.

Not only was I drenched in the minced flesh, but the whole room seemed to be covered with this bloody rotten flesh, and even the ceiling was covered with these bloody things.

When I saw this scene, I was stunned for a moment, and then I vomited it without hesitation, and my whole body was enveloped by a feeling that the world was spinning.

Not only could I not see clearly, but even my head hurt like it had exploded, and I didn't vomit clean up after lying on the side of the bed for a long time, only to feel that there were countless things in my stomach gushing into my throat

"Brother!! Brother, are you alright?!! ”

Chang Longxiang should have heard the movement here, suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in, ran to the side of the bed and patted me on the back: "What's wrong with you??" Upset stomach? ”

"Uncomfortable?" Without looking up, I pointed to the ground: "Where can you be comfortable seeing these things?" ”

"What's that?" Chang Longxiang was stunned and said, "There's nothing on the ground." ”

Hearing this, I shivered inexplicably, hurriedly rubbed my eyes, and glanced at the ground.

At this glance, I was stunned for a moment.

"Brother, you won't be sleepy, will you?" Chang Longxiang asked me cautiously.

After the monster exploded into a cloud of broken flesh, the bloody rotten flesh was not only covered on the ground, but also the ceiling and bed were "dressed" a layer.

I've seen it all with my own eyes, but what about the rotten meat now?!!

"You've been retching for a long time, are you okay?" Chang Longxiang asked me cautiously again: "Why don't I take you to the toilet and vomit for a while?" I'll pat you on the back! ”

I lay on the side of the bed and looked at it for a while, then wiped my mouth again to make sure that there was no filth on the side of my mouth, and I was even more surprised.

No, I remember vomiting a lot of things just now, and I almost spit out the acid water, why is it possible that everything is really my delusion?? Am I dreaming??

"What time is it?" I asked Chang Longxiang.

"It's almost dawn." Chang Longxiang replied in a low voice, "Why don't I go and ask Grandpa Shen to come and see?" ”

"Don't."

I shook my head and smiled reluctantly, saying that I might have been dreaming, so the movement was a bit loud.

"Is Li Qingshan okay over there?"

"Don't worry, he's asleep!"

"Then you can go and rest, and I'll sleep again." I yawned and took Chang Longxiang away.

Was I just dreaming?

I can't get an answer to this question when I think about it myself, but my gut tells me that it's not as simple as a dream.

After waking up, I could intuitively feel that my body seemed to have changed a little.

No, not a little, it's a lot!

Raised his hand and touched his forehead, it was hot, worse than an ordinary fever.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

At that time, I felt a little soreness in the right row of back molars, and I gently pushed my tongue against it, only to find some signs of loosening of the back molars.

Not one or two, but in a row!

When I ran to the mirror and put a flashlight into my mouth, I saw that my teeth were covered in black blood, and the two teeth in the back were tilted.

Hardly with much force, I broke it gently, and only heard a click, and the two thick molars were broken off like this.

"It's sick ???"

I looked at the two teeth in my hand, raised my head again, looked at myself in the mirror with a sickly face, and inexplicably gave birth to a kind of fear.