But the more frightened I became, my feet were like lead, and I couldn't move.

The sound of rain boots stepping into a puddle was approaching, and I almost stopped breathing in fear.

I opened my mouth wide and tried to absorb the oxygen that sustained my life, and I thought in my heart, one, two, three.

I ran in the opposite direction of the dim light, the scenery around me was receding, I turned back as I ran, only to find that a bright light in the dark night was not only not left behind me, but followed behind me unhurriedly, and faintly drove to surpass me.

On a rainy day, the road was slippery, and if I didn't pay attention, I tripped over a stone under my feet, leaned forward, and came into close contact with the earth.

The white striped clothes were stained with black dust, and in front of me was a fruit that had rolled down to the ground and no one wanted it, the size of my palm.

Looking up at the sky, the surrounding scenery was more than a lap larger than I remembered.

Reaching out and groping around for a moment, I had to admit that I was more than a lap smaller than before.

Could it be that I, like Conan, took some medicine and shrunk my body? But did I eat anything?

Lying on the ground, the rain did not fall on the head, and it was quite comfortable to lie on the stomach.

I was fortunate enough to hold my head on my two hands and ponder, why did I come to this place, or what happened before I came?

The faint sound of footsteps behind me rang in my ears in a thrilling way.

A light flashed in my head, and I slapped my palm on the ground in anger, splashing dirty rain on my face mercilessly! This ghost king who kills a thousand knives will die if he doesn't go against me!

I angrily pointed my middle finger at the sky.

After anger, it is a long period of loneliness, I come to this place, will Shen Ming also come? I've gotten smaller, has he gotten smaller?

Will we ever see each other again?

Forget it, it's useless for a person to feel sorry for himself here, get out of danger, and defeat the ghost king is the right way.

I got up from the ground in a puff of smoke, and there was a benefit to being smaller, and my body was as light as a swallow.

I was already a road idiot, and I was walking in the dark, so I picked a place to run in a panic. It was only at the end of the run that it was a dead end.

Frightened, he hurriedly turned around and crashed into a cold object.

His body instantly lost his sense of balance and fell to the ground.

"Little Qingqing...... Don't try to hide from the dean...... Because, you'll never win......" The face under the cover of the raincoat slowly lifted, revealing a strangely shaped chin, and a large black ball of flesh grew next to the chin, larger than an adult's fist.

He was thin and weak, and he "carried" such a big ball of meat all the time, as if he had exhausted the strength of his life.

The dim yellow light could only illuminate the world in the rain, and a gust of wind blew, and the light flashed twice, but it was still strong and survived.

I wanted to scream loudly, but the sound got stuck in my throat and I could only make some strange low noises, like the sounds of a small beast seeking protection when it is in danger.

The teeth touched together, chattering slightly.

Creak...... Creak...... I covered my mouth in surprise, is this person a ghost? I didn't make a sound when I walked, and when I was standing behind me, I didn't even notice it.

He did not show the slightest irritation at looking for me on a rainy day, but like the most intimate friend, he gave the child the greatest tolerance, as if my approach was just as sparse and ordinary as peek-a-boo, and with a little childlike romantic innocence.

He stretched out his withered hand, grabbed my upper arm, and pulled me up, and I was carried by him like a chicken. My feet gradually lifted off the ground, and my face turned red.

"Qingqing, don't struggle, can you go back with the dean?" He took me by the wheel, turned around, and walked on the way to and fro.

For some reason, the aura emanating from this person instinctively scared me. But in my memory, there is no such paragraph.

This fear is even worse than when facing the ghost king.

Speechless all the way.

Listening to the voice, he should be quite old, but the aura emanating from his body is like a piece of rotten wood buried in the ground and rotting for a long time, and his body is full of dead air.

I tried my best to resist, but he was able to restrain me with ease, and his exclamations were drowned out by the rain. The whistling wind seemed to laugh at my weakness.

He put me on the ground and covered my mouth with the hand that was a nightmare for me, the disgusting stench...... The fishy smell of feces and urine combined with the musty smell that oozes out from the sun all year round.

These strange smells have been challenging my sense of smell.

He stepped on the white bones and came to a white building standing deep in the mountains.

The night was deep, and in the darkness, the whiteness was dazzling.

He looked at the depressed house in the distance with relief, and said to himself, "Qingqing, we are going home." ”

There are a few rusty plaques on the white building, and a few large red characters can be vaguely seen on the plaques, perhaps because they have been eroded too much by the rain, and they are blurred, and they can't see anything clearly.

The door of the white building was black, as if a wild beast was lurking there, with its huge mouth wide open, waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net.

I straightened my body, tried to break free from the shackles of the perverted old man with my hands and feet, and said in a child's unique voice, "Ning Wan! Don't make a fuss! You are despicable and shameless! If you can't beat me and Shen Ming, you want to use this method to make me restrained, don't even think about it! ”

Due to the limited physical strength of children, the words spoken are intermittent, and it doesn't sound like scolding, but like coquettishness.

The old man put me on the ground, but he was afraid that I would run again, so he grabbed my back collar with his hand, "Qingqing, it can't be sick." Look at you're starting to talk nonsense. ”

"I didn't! Dead pervert, let go of me! Otherwise, I will never spare you! I turned my head to bite him harder, hesitated for a moment, and then gave up, who made the skin on his hand look disgusting.

What if you bite into this bite, what if you are infected with any germs?

He ignored all my dishonesty and pushed forward, "Come on, you've only been away for a while, your buddies must be missing you." ”

My struggles were almost zero in his eyes, and before I could enter the door, I was smoked to tears by the pungent smell of the door.

The sour smell of being soaked in rain for a long time is mixed with the smell of the manure pit, how dirty is this place?

He dragged me into the house, and the water that flowed down my body mixed with the foul puddles on the ground.

"Qingqing, you used to like the dean very much, this time you didn't run away, but hid with the dean, right?" The old man groped his hand against the wall, pulled down the switch, and the light bulb above his head flashed twice, and finally reluctantly lit up.

It's not that bright, but at least it's not as dark as it is outside.

I looked over and stole the place. This is an old house, the floor is so dirty that you can't see the original color, although there are no four walls, but it is also leaking on all sides.

The first thing I felt about it was a stinky, suffocating stench, the same stench as the old man's.

I really don't know how this kind of place is inhabited!

On one side of the house, there are a dozen or so large iron cages, there are no lights, you can't see the scene inside, everything is quiet.

The old man's withered and thin hand stroked my head a few times to express his kindness, "Don't run around in the future, your brothers and sisters will miss you." ”

Sibling?

Now I'm just a child, and if I'm not him physically and physically, if I insist on going against him, I'm likely to be killed in seconds.

The various options for escape slipped through my mind frame by frame, and finally all of them were passed.

Let's wait and see.

The thing that scares me the most is not that I'm getting smaller, or that I'm in an unfamiliar environment.

In the past years, I have often come to an environment where no one is around.

When I was lying on the ground just now, I noticed that the soul bell in my hand was gone......

No matter where I am, the Soul Bell will always be by my side. As Shen Ming said, the Soul Fixing Bell has signed a contract with me, and it is directly connected with my divine soul.

So, how could it be gone?

What the hell is this place? Ghost King Ning Wan's methods are getting more and more advanced, and they are becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

In the time of my contemplation, he took off all his clothes, an old man as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a white coat, which did not fit well, and wore it on him like a child stealing the clothes of an adult, and hung loosely on his body.

The ball of flesh near his chin set off his sparse and usual face with a terrible ferocity, and I shivered quietly, turned my face away, and stared at the soles of my feet.

He squatted down, looked at my eye level, and smiled at me kindly, "Xiao Qingqing, do you know? Of all the people, I like you the most. Because you never cry or make trouble, and your dark eyes look very similar to my granddaughter, if you two know each other, you will definitely become very good friends. ”

I silently rolled my eyes in my heart, yawned slightly, and said tentatively, "Dean, I'm wet all over, can I take a bath?" ”

The light in his eyes instantly startled me, "Really good, the dean took you to take a bath to ensure that you wash deliciously." He slapped himself on the head heavily, "The dean is so old that he has forgotten that girls like to be clean and clean." My granddaughter, she used to love cleanliness, and every time I tied a pink bow on her head. Not to mention how beautiful it is. ”

The reason why he is called Dean is that he has always called himself Dean. But what is the dean of the place...... I don't know. Judging by his appearance, he is probably the director of a mental hospital.

He took my hand and walked deeper into the room, and some yellow pus would come out of his dry skin.