The boy was wearing no heels, and all three of his toes were broken and bleeding, but the speed of his running was still terrible.

The bell flashed in fright, and the kitchen knife just slashed into the refrigerator cabinet with one hand, and the blade surface was half-inserted, and the cabinet layer cracked. The bell rolled sideways to the ground.

The Red Riding Hood kicked the refrigerator hard and pulled out the kitchen knife that was deep inside, causing the round ball on the refrigerator to jump into the sink by the stove.

After pulling out the knife, he slapped the back of the bell again. The boy in the red hat jumped on her back and stepped on her several times, spitting and squirting, "Kill you, kill you, I'm going to kill you today!" ”

Fortunately, the bell reacted quickly, and as soon as he turned around, he grabbed the boy's knee and pushed it violently, causing him to fall back under the table.

When I stood up, my hair was messy. The bell stomped his foot and rubbed the dirt, took advantage of the situation to pick up the kitchen knife, hung it on his waist, and walked up to the red hat boy and asked, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?" Why did you kill your sister? ”

The boy lay on the ground, turned his face, gritted his teeth, and frowned at the bell, picked up the kitchen knife that had fallen out of his hand, and stood up with his hips and legs, and slashed at her after raising the knife.

The bell only dodged, and did not fight back, and every time the boy stabbed at the vital parts, the knife was fatal, either cutting her neck or stabbing her in the chest, and the attack was quite fierce.

The bell flashed step by step and retreated straight to the stove, the knife turned left and again to dodge, and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, the pace was old, and the standing was almost a little unstable. When I took the last step back, I propped my hands back on the countertop, and my palms were cocked to the handle of the pot above.

The pot was full of oil and water, and it was still very hot, and a crystal flower splashed on the bell's arm.

The Red Riding Hood boy was still fierce, his eyes were black, and he raised his kitchen knife over his shoulder, "I'm going to kill you, kill you." Quickly stepped forward, and the knife fell in his hand and it was another fatal attack, and he slashed along the neck of the bell.

In a hurry, the bell had to shrink his head down, and then he bent his waist to the front of the fire, and took back the hand that was propped up on the handle of the pot.

Due to the force, the pan filled with water turned over directly from the stove under the impact. A pot of oil splattered directly into the boy's face, followed by a scream.

The boy's vicious face instantly turned into a miserable face, his hand lost its grip, and the clenched kitchen knife slid down his arm to the ground.

"Ahh My hat, hat! ”

When the bell looked up at the boy, he saw that his face had been burned with dense white blisters, bulging on his face, and half of his skin was broken.

Just standing there and crying, his voice was very miserable, but when he closed his eyes, he felt that he was laughing.

Bell's heart softened suddenly, although her face was fierce, but her heart was extremely kind, and from the inside out was filled with a golden flame, which was the bright sun. I don't want to see this miserable scene. He put down the knife in his hand and slowly moved over with a half-squatting body.

Subconsciously raised his hand and patted the boy's left shoulder, and said, "Little brother, does it matter?" Does it hurt, can my sister help you take a look? ”

The boy kept crying, shouting, "Hat, hat!" My hat. ”

When the bell looked up, he saw that Little Red Riding Hood was still wearing on top of his head, but it had been blackened by oil and water, and the brim of the hat was deformed.

"Ah, let my sister help you take a look, I'll go find some gauze and alcohol." The bell hand slid from his shoulder and wrist to his palm, squeezed it tightly, and looked at it affectionately.

After three or two seconds, the bell turned around and told the boy to tell him to wait, go outside and get some gauze himself, and be back soon. The boy nodded aggrievedly, sobbing and not saying a word.

With a slight smile on his face, Bell turned and walked towards the door.

When the boy in the red hat saw her leave, he stopped crying, and his expression quickly changed to terrifying, staring at the back of the bell for several seconds.

Suddenly, his body jumped suddenly, his head leaned to the ground and picked up the kitchen knife, and when the bell didn't pay attention, he pulled out the knife and jumped up again, during which he roared a scream: "Hiss!! ”

This is like a jackal-like surge, forcing two meters behind the bell, the knife is raised above the ear, swinging down, and the sharp sharp blade "bites" towards the bell's right shoulder!

The knife was two centimeters deep into the bone, and blood gushed out from under the neck, and the remaining blood flowed down the arm and onto the back of the hand. The bell screamed, and when he looked back with his hand over his shoulder, he saw that the boy was holding a kitchen knife in his hand and slamming it, so frightened that he couldn't sweat.

"Ah, what are you doing!" Just as the second knife came straight at him, the bell immediately kicked the boy in the abdomen, and the kitchen knife in his hand was knocked into the air.

The boy took a few steps back with his hands on his stomach, and then the kitchen knife turned several times from under the chandelier and landed on the table, making a "jingle bell" sound.

Holding his shoulders in his hands, the bell dragged his body in pain and blood in two steps to the kitchen table, snatching back the kitchen knife. He looked back at the boy and said with tears: "We have no grievances, what are you doing?" ”

The boy turned around slowly, flipped through his facial features with bruised faces, and opened his mouth to spit out a ball of urine, which was the cat's urine, but it was in his mouth at some point.

The boy in the red hat reached over his head and took off the red hat, and several purple orchids appeared on his head and stuck them in his hair. By the time the boy vomited all the urine in his mouth to the ground, the flowers on his head quickly withered.

It turned into powder and covered the black hair, and at this time the boy's pupils were slightly red, and the eyeballs were squeezed out of the pupils, which became bigger and bigger, and the beads were bloodshot, and the whole eyeball slipped down the corner of the eye, and slipped down between the chins, hanging on it like a snot.

The lights on the ceiling flashed white and black, and the bell's eyes blinked, and in front of the kitchen door, under the camouflage of the lights, the red riding hood boy turned into a black shadow, and the black shadow slowly turned into a rapid white light, and completely disappeared from the front of the door.

When the light stabilized again, the dark shadow seemed to be "absorbed" away, and in the bell's field of vision, there was nothing by the door except two greens and a turnip.

Bell put the knife down, grabbed the bloodstained skirt sleeve, leaned in front of his face and wiped the layer of cold sweat, and took a deep breath of the not too fresh air in the room, and there was a choking feeling in his nose.

As soon as he slowly calmed down, another faint sound of weak breathing came from between his ears. There was a smell of stinking in the voice.

The bell slowly turned his head around, and his eyes moved to the back, from greens to turnips, to the refrigerator, to the stove, to the table behind him. In the first one, a strange face with a toad and a black drum was pasted in front of him.

"Ah......h

The Red Riding Hood boy stood on the table, with a black Muggle face, a kitchen knife held up to his chest, a frown that curved into an arc, and two fangs bared by his open lips, "Wow! He stomped on the table with one foot, pushed his leg forward, and jumped directly and landed on the ground silently.

Looking up again, the terrifying look seemed to add a little more ferocity, the upper teeth door knocked on the root of the lower teeth, the legs stepped on the floor and jumped forward, facing the bell and rushed again.

There was nothing wrong with the bell hand, neither left nor right, and watching the boy who had gone crazy rushing to his death, his heart was about to jump to his throat.

At the moment of a hundred meters and a drop in the sky, the bell was about to turn around and run out of the gate, but as soon as he raised his legs, the gate was blown by a sharp wind and slapped on the frame, and it was closed tightly, no matter how he twisted it by hand, he couldn't open it.

Hearing the boy's footsteps getting closer and closer to his back, he had to run his side leg down the door to one of the corners, not daring to look back.

Holding on to the wall with one hand, he slipped through the corner and under the table.

I saw the boy's feet running back and forth in the kitchen hallway, and suddenly, the boy stopped. From the bell came the sound of sniffing.

At that moment, a mouse suddenly came out of the hole at the foot of the bell, and crawled out of the corner of the table on all four legs, all the way to the boy's feet.

Bell looked at the mouse, her eyes full of tears, and whispered at it to stop it, "Come back!" Dangerous. The five words were as small as a needle falling to the ground, as if he was worried about being heard by the boy in the red riding hood.

I saw that the boy stepped on his leg and pressed the sole of his shoe against the body of the mouse, and the mouse screamed miserably. Blood was spilling from his fur, and his head was half crooked.

Then I saw the boy stretch out his hand, take the mouse under his feet in his hand, and when he got it in his mouth, he violently stuffed it, swallowed all the rats into his stomach, and when he was halfway through eating, he dropped a tail on his chin, bit it between his teeth, and shrank his mouth violently, and ate it.

Only a few drops of blood left by rats remained on the ground.

The boy wiped his mouth full of blood, looked down and saw a piece of skirt exposed at the foot of the table, stepped forward, and directly lifted the table, exposing the bell's entire body, and raised the kitchen knife and shouted at the bell's head.

The bell had no choice but to turn around and flee, tearing off half of her skirt and stepping on the boy's feet. He quickly ran to the stove, picked up an oil pot in his hand, held it to his chest, turned to look at the boy, gritted his teeth and warned, "I'll splash it when you come." ”

I don't know if the boy heard this, but it was true that his body kept moving forward, but his feet didn't move.

The bell closed his eyes and poured the boiling oil and water in the pot forward, and the water was all over the boy's head, but this time the boy didn't seem to feel pain, and Yin Yin slowly walked over with a strange face.

When he reached the third step, the boy screamed wildly, and rushed forward with a kitchen knife. The bell had no choice but to continue running along the wall, circling around the room.

Right in front of that table, three circles on the left and three circles on the right.

The boy kept chasing after him, but he couldn't catch up, the first two laps were quite terrifying, and the last two laps were like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Hey, you calm down little brother first, don't be so impulsive, if you have something to say!" Bell ran while looking at the kitchen knife boy who was following closely behind.

The boy in the red hat was instantly furious, and as soon as he stepped forward, he pointed the kitchen knife at the kitchen table and slashed it directly, the kitchen table didn't seem to be very strong, and the table was missing two corners, and it fell directly into several wooden strips and fell to the ground with a light tap.

Seeing that the table was scattered on the ground, the boy rushed directly through the middle with a kitchen knife.

Bell turned around and picked up a green vegetable from the stove and threw it in the boy's face.

The boy saw the cabbage leaf coming from the air, and with a wave of his hand, he split the green vegetable in two and cut it in half.

The bell picked up two more turnips with his backhand, one in his left hand and half in his right hand, and threw them at the boy with both palms together.

The boy stepped forward, jumped into the air, and with a slash of his head, sliced the oncoming turnips. After landing steadily, he raised his head and glared, and rushed over again with his knife.

When he approached the bell, he threw the knife in his hand forward, and the bell dodged sideways, and the knife slashed in front of his face, stuck in the wall, and smashed into the air.

The bell got up and fled along the stove.

The boy rushed up, pulled out the kitchen knife from the wall, turned his face to look at the bell, and chased after him with a snort.

Bell ran to the refrigerator and pushed it violently, and the refrigerator fell down the wall just at the boy's body.

In this second, the boy put the kitchen knife on his wrist, cut off his own hand with a slash, put the broken palm on the knife surface, and wiped it hard, dyeing the knife surface red, and a red light appeared.

In an instant, seeing that the refrigerator was about to fall down, the boy unhurriedly slashed the kitchen knife in his hand horizontally, and a burst of white smoke came out from the bottom to the top, and the refrigerator was directly split in half.

Blood flowed everywhere inside, and the floor was covered in red blood marks.

Bell stood behind the refrigerator, looking at the white powder on the ground, and his legs were numb.

The boy suddenly looked up at her, and a strange voice came out of his throat: "Hahaha!! ”

Laughing, he threw himself at the bell again. After the bell reacted, he hurriedly ran to the stove again, and climbed up directly with both hands on the stove.

The boy followed closely and slashed his knife at the stove, and the stones on it were cracked into pieces, and the oil pan fell into the stove, burning red.

The bell stood on the stove, his shoes blackened. Moreover, the porcelain plate below had cracked, and he could not stand steadily, so he had to jump off the stove.

The boy slashed her in the back again, staining her entire pink dress red, and fled to the door with a trail of blood.

The bell staggered and dragged the badly injured person to the handle of the door, trying to unscrew the door, but it was as if someone was holding the handle on the other end, and he couldn't push it open.

The boy's momentum became even more arrogant, splitting the table and stool that stood in front of him in half, and ripped off a bunch of garlic hanging on the wall, put it around his neck, and swaggered step by step towards the bell.

The bell was silent for a while, and when he looked back at the boy, he always felt very strange, like a robot, and there was nothing but hatred and anger in his eyes.

At this moment of indecision, the bell looked at the boy who came over, and finally relented, kicked the door with his back leg, took off the golden bell on his wrist, put it in his mouth and rushed over.

The boy was about to swing his knife when the bell met him, grabbed his wrist and kicked him in the stomach. Blood spat out of the boy's mouth, and then the bell hit his neck with another knee, cracking his bones.

As soon as the boy's hand was released, the moment the kitchen knife fell, the bell caught it and grabbed it. I slashed the kitchen knife in my hand into his chest several times.

The boy screamed at the same time.

After the bell kicked him to the ground, he grabbed his ears with his fingernails and tore his hair off his bones one by one.

Then the whole person was like crazy, and he slashed at the body of the boy in the red riding hood, chopped off all his limbs, and cut off his head, "Do you think my sister is afraid of you?" Sister just wants to help you, help you understand? Sister wants to help you. ”

After saying that, another knife slashed at his chest, and the skin was cut open, and the blades were pierced into the bones. The bell sneered, and said to the air again: "Sister wants to help you, help you, why don't you understand?" ”

At this moment, the cold ceiling flickered twice, and the kitchen was filled with the smell of blood inside and out.

The kitchen knife in the bell's hand had already been devoured by blood, and the blood on the tip of the knife flowed drip by drop along the blade to the ground, and the moonlight shining in from the window only illuminated the flowing blood.

The bell sneered again, his hands stretched out as stiff as mud, just on the boy's broken neck, scratching back and forth, and kept shaking the boy's corpse, the technique was the same as whipping the corpse, shaking it dozens of times and saying: "I help you, I help you still don't understand?" ”

At this moment, the chandelier above flashed dozens of times in a row, and the blood below became darker the more you looked at it, and at the last moment, the light went out and no longer lit, and the room was terrifyingly dark.

The bell looked up and looked left and right, and it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see the slightest light at all. There was another cry of a child around him, crying very badly, as if he was looking for his mother, crying and crying and shouting in the air: "Mom! Mom! ”

It sounded several times in a row, and soon stopped again, and the surroundings seemed very silent, and I could only vaguely feel the sound of breathing coming from my nose.

A few seconds later, the sound of glass smashing sounded in one of the corners, "Bang dang!" "It's harsh, it's exhausting.

With the sound of the voice, the chandelier in the kitchen lit up at the same time, and the bell felt hot in her hand, and when she looked down, she realized that the one lying in the pool of blood was not a boy at all, but the half of the doll she had seen on the red sofa before.

The doll's head was broken to one side, and there was a small black hole in the center of the head, as if it had been bitten by a bug.

"How so? It can't be, he's a boy. Bell's blood-stained hands slowly loosened from the doll's neck and slowly rose from the floor.

Looking left and right, I smelled another smell of urine in my nose in the air, as if it was an aftertaste emanating from my feet.

The bell slowly looked down at his feet, and the doll's limbs seemed to be **, dyed with a layer of transparent liquid, and the smell was very strong and strange.

At the same moment, there was a knock on the door from behind him, "Knock knock! "The sound was still familiar, loud, not so much a knock on the door as it was the sound of a hammer slamming against the door frame, and the sound of cracking echoed in the kitchen.

Bell's eyes were a little confused at this time, and everything he could see was a little blurry. But I could hear it clearly in my ears, and there were three hammer slamming sounds, which made the eardrums "ding" and reverberate.

Looking back, the door of the kitchen had been smashed, and there was a young man with a hammer standing outside, wearing an official hat on his head, a pair of black shoes under his feet, and his dark face was in the corridor, and he couldn't see clearly.

The bell shook his head, rubbed his eyelids back and forth dozens of times, and slowly moved his steps in the direction of the door.

At the same time, the guy outside the corridor also walked in, threw the hammer in his hand, and his whole face appeared in the light, which was the face of the second wolf.

The bell stopped, looked at him and said, "How are you?" Where did you just go? Didn't you watch you in the toilet before? ”

The second wolf's face looked a little anxious, and after closing the door with his backhand, he walked over quickly and said: "Sister, you have just been poisoned, and the whole person is like crazy. ”

"What did you say?"

"Later, you ran into the kitchen again, closed the door by yourself, and didn't allow me to enter, and you didn't know what to do in it alone, what happened to you, sister."

When the bell heard it, he looked at him again and stared at him for several seconds before he said, "What are you talking about?" I couldn't understand a word. ”

The second wolf looked down at the surroundings of the kitchen, and then covered his nose and replied: "Sister, let's go out quickly, this place can't stay, it's really evil, maybe it's the smell of cat urine." ”

"What cat urine? You smell it too? ”

"Of course I smell it, it stinks, I get dizzy when I smell it, and sometimes I get dazzled." As soon as the second wolf opened the door, he picked up the hammer on the ground, put it on his shoulder, turned back to the bell and said, "Sister, let's go, go out first." ”

The bell answered, and without saying anything, he followed the two wolves out of the kitchen.

When I came to the corridor, every red light hanging outside was on, and the entire corridor could be seen clearly at a glance, including the back of the two wolves.

"Wait, it's strange, when did the lights in this corridor come on, I saw rows of red lights before, and they were only three or five lights on, how come they are all on."

The second wolf looked up at the ceiling, held a hammer and said to the bell: "I also saw it just now, there is a little boy, running around in the room, and he disappears when he turns a shadow, sister, I think you should see it too." ”

"Yes, not only did I see it, but I also started fighting."

"I have a problem with the cat's urine on my eardrum, as soon as I smell the drum, my head is dizzy, and everything I look at is a shadow, especially the boy in the red riding hood, no matter how I look at it, it looks like a dead man."

Bell breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the dirty skirt on her body, full of blood, she really couldn't stand it, and suddenly stopped and sighed: "Wait a while, I can't walk, I have to change my clothes quickly, otherwise I will die of discomfort." ”

"Sister, I just saw a suit in front of the door of room 003, it must be yours, right?"

(To be continued)