My teammates were trapped in the log machine for a long time and didn't go out, and I couldn't calm down all of a sudden, and as soon as I stretched out a leg into the log machine, I noticed that there were people on it. Thinking that it was Zha Ling'er's ghost that appeared, he had better prepare to look up.

Ben was mentally prepared to be frightened, but the result still surprised me a lot, I saw that the seventh master of the Seventh Lord, the smoke man and the fat man, all of them carried pillows on their backs, and their hands and feet were close to the top wall of the corridor, like geckos, on the top of the log, moving outward with difficulty little by little.

I don't know what happened inside just now, causing them all to stick to the roof like geckos, and I wanted to help, but I didn't know how to help. Fortunately, the three of them quickly pulled out of the gap between the logs, and I saw blood stains on the trousers of the seventh master, and hurriedly asked him, "Are you injured?" ”

Seventh Master Zha shook his head and said that it was not in the way, but he just scratched a little skin, and then he was concerned about whether the two of us were injured.

I shook my head and said no, but it hurt a lot when the cigarette man hit me just now.

The fat man interjected and said, "Injuries are trivial. But fake Sven, what happened to you in a trance just now? ”

I said I didn't mean it, who could admit that there was a mechanism behind my heels, I just took a step backwards, and I almost lost my life.

It is useless to say these words now, since they know that the organs in this corridor are in the form of interval sections, then everyone can only continue to move forward cautiously.

The traps I had mistakenly stepped on were all in the middle of the corridor floor passage, so to be on the safe side, we instead walked close to the opposite wall that shot out of the log wall. No longer walk on the road in the center.

I walked a short distance in fear, and I never stepped on a dangerous mechanism under my feet. Just when I breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, in front of my eyes, a very dignified person appeared. Before I could see who was running in front of me, a thick log shot out of the wall beside me, knocking the body of the person in front of me straight away, splashing hot blood all over my face. The impact was so loud that I stopped, and I froze in place, the voices of my teammates asking behind me, faintly, and vaguely not very really.

Dizzy and dizzy so I want to sleep, and the cold wind blows. Suddenly I realized that something was wrong. I'm the one who is at the front of the head, and my teammates are behind me, so who is the person who suddenly appeared in front of me just now?

When I looked closely, there were no logs in front of me, no one in front of me, and there was not a single trace of blood on the ground or walls, and I touched my face, but there was nothing on it.

That real feeling made me feel that what had just happened before, and it was not at all like an illusion. Don't. What ever happened in my memory? No, it's probably in the memory of the sleeping fairy. The real feeling of being splashed on my face with hot blood just now made my heart rise with infinite fear.

The cigarette man replaced me and became the one who led the way in front.

The fat man said that I had been in a trance, very suspicious. Ask me if I haven't slept well, why I feel like I've lost my soul.

How did he know that I didn't lose my soul. It's about to be replaced by someone else. The sights and feelings that popped up just now are enough to prove it. Something, no longer willing to give in to me. No longer waiting for me to sleep before they sneak up, they start to rebel and try to break free from their cages. And my time seems to be running out of time!

The monkey also asked me if I was uncomfortable, and I barely managed to squeeze out a smile that was more ugly than crying, because at this time, I really couldn't laugh. The mutation came much earlier than he expected, and it was very likely that he would not be able to complete this mission, so it seemed that he had to prepare in advance for the future.

The captain will be taken over by the seventh master, but the leader of the team is best served by the smoke man, and he has to tell the fat man and the monkey to be obedient next, and not to make trouble with the guts of growing hair. The key is what I should do, I will definitely be very different from what I am now, I will think differently and what I want to do, maybe I will not remember my teammates at all, and then I will probably leave the team. Should I tell my teammates in advance that if they find out that something is wrong with me, they will immediately tie me up and forcibly take me on to find a way to restrain the mutation. I'm afraid that once I leave the team, I won't be able to change myself again!

Worry is annoying, and a nameless fire swells up in my heart, I can't figure out why I encountered such a thing, I don't know what evil I created in my previous life?

reluctantly suppressed the resentment in his heart, and told everyone to be careful and not mention his own affairs for the time being, so as not to worry everyone. In fact, even if I didn't press the table, my teammates still knew it, and everyone just waited to find the cause of the physical change as soon as possible, so as to end this long and annoying journey.

The log mechanism seemed to have all the opening mechanisms in the middle of the corridor, and we walked with our backs against the stone wall for a long time, but we didn't touch them again.

After walking for a while, everyone suddenly noticed a figure floating in the dimly lit corridor ahead, fluttering up and down, like a kite swinging in the wind. When we got closer, we found that the ghost was the ghost of Zha Ling'er, and then we were horrified to find that Zha Linger's ghost was not playing up and down, but trying to land on tiptoe. But she tried again and again for a long time, as if she had gone to the moon, and her body kept floating in the air, as if she could not resist the buoyancy.

Everyone didn't understand what Zha Ling'er's ghost was doing, and just as she was watching her abnormal behavior in surprise, the tip of her right foot suddenly touched the ground, and then the cigarette man shouted and lowered his head, so shocked that everyone immediately fell to the ground.

The sound of horror breaking through the air, the sound of brutal and violent impact, sounded everywhere one after another. On the backs of the crowd, several thick logs flew over them. The shattered walls were splashed with a large number of rubble, burying the people underneath like small graves.

When the horror subsided, I looked up and tried to shake off the sand and gravel on my head, but unfortunately my head hit the log above. The low log was less than a foot above the ground, and I was clinging to the ground before I could barely crawl underneath it. Keep crawling forward, worried about the fat man's strong body, I wonder if I can crawl through this too low underneath? (To be continued......)