At half past three in the morning, the night was thick.

In the moonlit streets, Ma Li, wearing a gas mask, saw his figure sometimes far away and sometimes very close, and felt a force driving his body. He couldn't help but sing out loud to feel the power.

With a scooter, you are not afraid to travel in the dark

One step, two steps, one step, two steps

Step by step like a minion

Like the pace of the devil

Friction rubbing

……

The director's singing voice in the quiet night, like Zhu Bajie rushing into the bathhouse where the fairies are bathing, trampling on the beauty.

Stepping on your feet costs you 1000, holding the head of the dragon with one hand, and you don't want to disturb people's dreams with your broken throat. But the constant twisting of his shoulders made Ma Li have a feeling of nausea that could not be concealed, more like the evil of squatting in the public toilet and falling into the pit than the evil of motion sickness.

Tied like a mummy, Xia Mu was carried on his right shoulder by the horse. Because she was restlessly writhing around, Mahata had to slow down the scooter to prevent her from escaping.

If he just carried her, Ma Kasa would not feel sick......

"Gott~"

Because of the stench of the footcloth, Xia Mu kept vomiting. But she had already emptied her stomach and intestines, and could not vomit any debris, only stomach acid and saliva.

The mixed liquid of the two ran down the corners of her mouth and all flowed onto Ma Li's body.

Although Ma Li couldn't smell it, through the new warmth on his body, he understood - hateful! This thing vomited again.

This is where the nausea comes from, and he wants to squeeze out the bad feeling in his body and mind through his vulgar singing.

"Friction, friction ......"

Xia Mu endured his expression and said intermittently: "Don't ...... Stop singing. You sing again...... I want to throw up more. ”

"Oh." Ma Li's feet stepped on the ground, stopped and slowly asked for your life, "As long as you don't twist around anymore, I will be able to reach my destination soon, and then release you." That way, I don't have to sing anymore to get rid of the nausea of being vomited. ”

"Okay, vomit~"

Xia Mu finally stopped struggling, and she didn't know what kind of horror awaited her......

Under the high-end speed of 1000 fatalities, Ma Li's slid from the hospital to the residential area next to the mustard square in an instant.

The mummy on his shoulder was like an air-dried sausage, and his whole body was straight. Ma Kasa put away the scooter, put the stiff Shamu on the ground, and then leaned over to uncover the sewer manhole cover.

A breeze blew on Xia Mu's body, she was like a standing log, she was blown back and forth, but in the end she still stood firmly.

Another breeze, and another breeze, and she was finally blown down, the back of her head hitting the ground.

"Bang ~ Bang Bang ~ Bang", it's like a marble falling to the ground.

"What about people?" Ma Li turned his head and looked at Xia Mu behind him, and he was immediately frightened, thinking that she had escaped. It wasn't until he heard the sound of a hard object falling to the ground that he lowered his head: "What are you doing lying on the ground?" ”

Xia Mu looked at the sky with empty eyes, his chin was like a puppet's chin, and he went up and down: "Quick...... It's too fast~"

"Well, this time I'm playing extra fast, faster than ever. Rubbing and rubbing, like a devil's pace......" Ma Kasa hummed a little song and dragged the stiff Natsu wood into the sewer.

When he came to a utility room, he saw that the crack in the door was shining, and just as he tried to knock, the door opened by itself.

"Squeak?" A huge rat's face appeared behind the door, and a pair of rat's eyes the size of a brass bell moved up and down, looking at the masked horse's hat.

"Good morning, princess! It's me. Ma Li peeled off his gas mask to reveal himself, then quickly buckled it back to his face and said, "You still have ...... time here"

"Ahh A scream interrupted him.

"Ahh Yes! Mouse! Mouse! Big Mouse! "Xia Mu, who was originally stupid by asking for your life 1000, broke his stiffness after seeing Princess Hahoran and writhed desperately on the ground.

When she twists face down, she has an epiphany about caterpillar crawling skills.

Tuck your abdomen and lift your buttocks, move your knees forward, stabilize your knees, exert force on your thighs and backs at the same time, and slide your upper limbs forward.

呲slip~friction~呲slip~friction...... Xia Mu's caterpillar technique became more and more proficient.

Mahata stepped on the caterpillar's tail, pulled out the end of the footwrap, tied it to the protruding water pipe in the wall, and then walked up to Hahoran and said, "Is there any room available?" I'm going to lock up a prisoner. ”

Harhoran nodded, claws grasping the keychain hanging around his neck and rummaging through it quickly. It handed the key to the empty room to Mahata and pointed to the third door to its left with its paws.

Before Ma Li could thank it, Lao Cao yawned, rubbed his eyes, and walked out upright: "That thing that doesn't have long eyes, it makes a lot of noise before dawn, and doesn't let the dog sleep?" ”

Hahoran looked down at Lao Cao and said, "Squeak." ”

Lao Cao closed his eyes and sighed: "It turned out to be the director...... Don't have long eyes...... ...... "The more it speaks, the slower it gets, the more sober it says," things. ”

Teddy, who was instantly frightened, looked at Ma Li with innocent eyes: "Wangwang~ Director early!" I just didn't say anything. ”

"You're a cheap bone who doesn't go up for three days." When Ma Li reprimanded him, he said to Hahoran, "I teach you not to be unhappy with your lover." ”

"Squeak." After shaking his head, Hahoran took out a notebook and pen from the long hair on his waist and wrote with a brush.

Ma Li was a little surprised, he remembered that Lao Cao had not said anything about Hahoran's ability to write.

When Hahoran flipped the notebook over at him, he was surprised and ashamed at the same time. The handwriting he wrote was not as neat and beautiful as that of a mouse, and he really lived for twenty-three years in vain.

[Lao Cao didn't listen to me, I was very distressed. Fortunately, he listens to the director, so I hope the director will discipline him more, otherwise his life will be over. 】

Ma Li nodded: "I am going to stay here for a day, I can help you train him." ”

"Disciplined whom?" Lao Cao looked at Ma Li suspiciously, then took two steps forward, turned around and looked up at the notebook in Hahoran's hand.

Harholan buttoned up his notebook to prevent his lover from seeing what he had written, and lied: "Squeak." ”

"Oh, it's for the prisoners." Lao Cao crossed his waist with his forelimbs, looked at Xia Mu, who was not far away, and kept writhing, and said, "That prisoner looks like a ...... to tempt dogs."

"Smack"

Hahoran slapped Lao Cao on the ground with his notebook, screamed angrily twice, and turned back to the room.

Lao Cao, who fell into a dog and ate, raised his head and said helplessly to Ma Li: "Women are just unreasonable." ”

"You're already a soon-to-be-married Teddy, so it's time to put away your snacks." Ma Li held back a smile, kicked Lao Cao back into the room, closed the door with his hand, and walked to Xia Mu's side.

"You didn't throw up. It seems that you are very resistant to odors. With that, he untied the footcloth from the pipe. dragged Xia Mu, who was silent, and walked towards the third door.

Mahata enters the room and feels for a switch on the wall to the left of the doorway, which brightens up when pressed.

"What a god! Is this where they torture and leave innocence? They wouldn't have used these things in a frenzy, would they? ”

Tiger chairs, bracelets and leg cuffs, large iron hooks, leather whips...... Hey? Why is there still a bottle of old godmother? Is this to be used as chili water?

Ma Li walked over to see if the old godmother had expired, but accidentally kicked the iron mask that was buckled to the ground. He bent down to pick it up, looked over it, and inhaled the cool air. The side of the mask was covered with sharp iron thorns.

He recalled: "If it weren't for the iron thorn, this thing would have been very similar to the shame mask of the Capital Museum." Did Lao Cao buy these things? ”

After Xia Mu was dragged into this room, she didn't say a word, her eyes were out of focus, and she had fallen into terrifying memories.

The place where I was locked up for three years turned out to be ...... in the city.

(End of chapter)