I wore a brown string around my neck, and at the end of the rope hung the red bell that the bastard had given me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know if it's the right thing to do, but it doesn't matter, does it? As the Li team said, we must follow our heart, and I should do what I think.

I first removed the needle on the back of my hand, and then rolled over and got out of bed, fortunately, I am a big smoker these days, and I carry a lighter with me anytime and anywhere.

I was afraid that the bell would ring, so I sealed it with wax beforehand. I turned the lighter flame to the lowest, untied the rope and carried it in one hand, and slowly roasted it over low heat. Soon, the wax in the bell began to melt, dripping onto the floor.

After making sure that all the sealing wax had melted and flowed out, I put the bell into the glass of water that Miss Wei left for me to cool, and with the sound of "stinging, stinging, stinging", the water surface boiled slightly.

I don't know what kind of metal the bell is, but it seems to have been heated for a very long time, and it took about half a minute for the water to calm again.

I took out the bell, shook off the pieces of cooled wax, shook it gently, and found that the sound was a little muffled.

I thought carefully about how the man in the dream had manipulated the bell to make it make that strange bell, as if it were ...... Every time he used it, he would cut his finger first, dripping a few drops of blood on it......

I thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was indeed the case, what is the principle of this?

I held the bell close and looked closely.

I was taken aback when I looked closely! So that's it!

This red metal surface is engraved with very fine lines, these lines are even thinner than the palm of a person's hand, and it is difficult for people who are not sensitive to the touch to touch these lines with their fingers, because the carved lines are shallow to this point, and there is no concave and convex feeling at all, no wonder I have not found it!

I turned the bell over and over again, but unfortunately there was no magnifying glass or anything like that in my hand, and it was really painful to look at it with the naked eye, and soon my eyes were swollen unbearably.

Although I can't see what kind of pattern is carved, but it is quite strange, I seem to have a sense of déjà vu for these lines, but then look at this feeling and it seems to be nothing, very weird.

However, I didn't have time to study where this feeling came from. Knowing the principle of operation, he immediately looked around for a knife that could be bled out, but after looking for it, the room was empty, not to mention a short knife, not even a nail clipper!

I'm in a hurry, thinking that I can't be allowed to bite my teeth, it hurts! Who wants to glance at the needle that I pulled out just now, and think that it won't take a few drops of blood anyway, and the needle can be done!

I also ripped off the plastic tube for intravenous drips, strangled the thumb of my left hand, and let the blood concentrate on the belly of my fingers.

The blood beads bulged out in an instant, and then they became smaller and larger, and soon dripped down. I took a painful breath of cold air and hurriedly took the bell in my other hand to pick it up.

I thought that this bell was not big, and the carved lines were very shallow, and it would take at most 5.6 drops of blood to make all the lines visible.

Unexpectedly, after the first drop of blood fell down, it seemed to be eaten by a bell, and it seeped into it in an instant, leaving only a shallow mark on the surface.

Me: "Huh? With a sigh, he said strangely, gritted his teeth and continued to squeeze blood out. Unexpectedly, after being squeezed by the pierced needle eye and no longer bleeding, only about one-tenth of the lines of the entire bell appeared.

I secretly scolded my mother, and said in my heart that this thing is really evil! But in the end, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and prick another hole.

The bell's appetite grew, and as the amount of blood inhaled increased, the whole bell took on an even more eerie red color, and I kept bleeding from my fingers, until it was already a surge of blood!

When the entire carved pattern of the bell was finally soaked in blood, my five fingers were almost pierced into a sieve.

I scolded, ten fingers connected to the heart, I knew that this was the case, it was better to make a stitch directly on the wrist!

I endured the burning pain, looked at the bell carefully, looked at the strange red, and suddenly thought that maybe it was not this color at all in the first place, but it was stained with blood many times before it became the red it is today!

The color of the blood made the lines particularly clear, and the more I looked, the stronger the sense of déjà vu became...... This pattern resembles a flower rather than a flower, and the complexity is simply outrageous...... Where have you seen it......

Looking at it, I suddenly slapped my thigh! it! That monk stuffed me with a wooden sign!

I felt a chill in my back, and I took a closer look at it, and sure enough! It's exactly the same as the pattern on that wooden sign!

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, it turned out that all this had been foreshadowed a few years ago, could it be that the monk was also in the same group as that bastard of Bozhong?! Otherwise, that brand is similar to the effect of this bell, what can it summon, or is it really as the monk said, to make evil things retreat and protect me?!

Is it so difficult for these people to explain things to me?! I knew that I wouldn't throw it away, and I don't know if my grandfather helped me keep it properly, but according to my grandfather's memory, I often forgot where to put the water and electricity cards...... You can't hold out any hope!

I sighed, and my heart could only follow fate.

The bell is now like this, and it is almost ready.

I held the bell, glanced at the door, and looked nervously out the window, where it was quiet, and in the afternoon, there was really no sound except the rustle of bamboo leaves and the occasional birdsong.

I gasped softly, nervous to death, after all, I really didn't know what this bell could summon. It's better to shake it to summon Bo Chong, and then I can ask him to confirm what is in the dream and what I am thinking, and then ask him to take me away, even if I put up with his stinky temper, I will admit it, it is better than dealing with that old monster here!

But not necessarily, last time Bozhong said that if he can't come, there will be rhubarb to save me. But he didn't say what the fucking rhubarb was! The person in the dream also shook it, and as a result, I saw thousands of demons and monsters crawling out of the ground, and that kind of terrifying scene really makes me tremble when I think about it, can't I summon that kind of thing?!

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but shudder.

But at this time, the arrow had to be fired, I gritted my teeth, turned my heart sideways, picked up the bell and shook it gently.

"Ding...... Bite...... The sound of the bell ...... is actually quite small, but it is extremely penetrating, as if the sound waves ripple directly into the depths of your soul!

"Ding...... Bite...... Ding...... "I shook it three more times, and I felt cold sweat start to ooze from my forehead.

I shook it nine times in a row, and then again, and the bell suddenly reverted to its previous dull sound.

I was puzzled, but when I looked at it, I found that the blood on the bell pattern had faded, and it had become the bell when it was not stained with blood.

About a single amount of blood could only shake a fixed nine times, and the cold sweat on my forehead had already begun to drip down.

I didn't dare to move when I stood still, I listened with my ears to see if there was any abnormal noise around me, and I was really nervous!

Suddenly, there was a sound of "knock, knock" from outside the door, I was shocked, I thought something had appeared, but I didn't expect to listen to it again, and found that it was the sound of someone going upstairs, could it be that the bell had alarmed the people downstairs?!

I hurriedly stuffed the bell into my pocket, and at this time I had already heard Brother Wu's voice ringing outside the door, "Jin Hai? Are you awake? ”

I rushed to the door in a few steps, and screwed the inner lock screwed on, Brother Wu should have arrived at the door at this time, and suddenly heard the sound of the door locking, and said strangely: "Jin Hai? What's wrong? Then there was the sound of the doorknob swinging.

"How did you lock the door? Hurry up and open the door Jin Hai! "Brother Wu's voice was very anxious, as if he thought something had happened to me.

I didn't know how to explain to him through the door, but I really didn't want to involve him, so I could only shout in a hoarse voice: "Brother Wu, I'm sorry, you go first, I have something to solve here, you go quickly!" ”

At this time, I regretted that I rang the bell so quickly, I should have tried to get Brother Wu away first, and then I started to act, it was really unsafe!

Brother Wu outside the door was still shaking the handle, and then I heard him call Miss Wei to get the door key, Miss Wei responded and seemed to be taking the key, I was in a hurry, I heard Miss Wei suddenly come out of a scream that seemed to be extremely frightened

"Ah!!! ……”

Then the whole room was thrown into chaos, screaming, knocking over tables and chairs, breaking vases, and shouting for the alarm.

"Oh no...... Oh no, sir! A monster has come into the house! ”

"Oh my God! What the hell is this! ”

"There's one more! Ah......h

For a while, all kinds of voices came and went. I don't know how to describe my mood at this time, I was really excited and scared, and I was thinking about whether to open the door to see what it was, when suddenly, a sound similar to a woman's whimper came from the window, and I secretly said no! Looking back, all of a sudden, I really wanted to crash headlong into the wall......