The bearded Hans stood on a dirt slope, holding a lantern aloft and looking at the eerie tower in the distance beneath the darkness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hmm...... There's nothing wrong with the bell being there. He put down the lantern, and with his other hand he held the long sword hanging from his waist, and his face was a little cloudy hidden under the hood: "This should be a patrol base, there is not even a little light, it seems that something is wrong." ”

"The question now is whether to go over or not. He simply sat down cross-legged, put the lantern aside, looked at the tower, and breathed a sigh of relief: "There was no movement after only one sound, it seems that something is not good." ”

For a person like him who has been doing odd jobs in the outer ring area all year round, the problem location without movement is generally much more dangerous than the place where he is called around, and a person like him, who has only awakened two talents for more than ten years, doesn't want to be stupid to bump into this kind of place.

"Now everybody has to fight with these ghosts and monsters and stuff...... Really TM took the above wine bags and rice bags that were full and had nothing to do, but the small life was good, I had to find something to do to open up ......"

Hans sat on the dirt slope and muttered that he was going to sit here for a while before leaving.

He wasn't going to really go over to find out what was going on, he had only one life, and besides, it was close to the garden of the previous Elder Del.

He had heard rumors before that this incident had a lot to do with Del, who had already been sacrificed, and he didn't want to get involved in such a complicated matter.

Suddenly, Hans, who was in a daze outside the iguerr, seemed to be stimulated and struck a spirit.

A greasy, thin purple arm protruded from his collar, wrapped tightly around Hans's neck, and then placed his palm in front of Hans again after a circle.

Hans's face suddenly became ugly and stiff: "Why did you come out......" He looked at the slimy little palm in front of him, and there was some bitterness in his heart, and there was some indescribable feeling.

He pulled out a small, transparent tube like a test tube from his belt, which was filled with black slurry as thick as sewage, and bubbled in the tube.

The slimy, disgusting little hand immediately snatched the small tube from Hans's hand, and the long arm retracted into Hans's collar like a wriggling snake, and disappeared.

Hans stood up, his bloodshot eyes staring at the tower, the lantern flickering at his feet.

"Maybe it's going to hold on now. Let's go for a while. ”

Hans soon walked to the tower, and stood in the doorway, and did not rush in, but stooped down and pulled up the stick that was stuck in the ground in front of the door, and put it to his nose and sniffed it.

"The taste is very light, but it is ......"

As he spoke, he walked into the tower and looked at the dilapidated hall with a look of surprise on his face.

"I'm barely able to deal with a monster of this strength......" He reached out and stroked the marks on the wall, then turned his gaze to the small hole at the top of the stairs, which was only about half his height.

"Hehe," Hans chuckled, his face a little excited. There was no such thing as hesitation and cowardice on the dirt slope before.

"Huh?" Finally he noticed Lynch's room, a faint light streaming through it.

He didn't turn on his perception to investigate first, but directly kicked open the door locked by Lynch, and then took the wooden stick in his hand and threw it towards the lantern in Lynch's room.

The only light source was extinguished.

Hans smiled with satisfaction.

The lanterns on the dirt slope outside the tower were left alone.

Lynch frowned in his sleep, but did not wake up.

"Oh?" Hans looked at Lynch with a smile on his face as he looked at Lynch, who was lying on the bed and not looking sleepy, "It's such a fierce fight outside, but there's a child sleeping inside." ”

He looked down at the floor beside Lynch's bed, where the bell lay alone.

"Interesting...... the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and he kicked the bell away: "Others are fighting life and death outside, this kid will go to sleep after shaking the bell?" It must be the kind of stinky child who is spoiled in the inner ring area, hehe." ”

As he spoke, he began to shake his head and dance loudly. The expression on his face is also becoming more and more exaggerated.

But the child in the bed was not woken up.

"Hey, what a coincidence. Hans fell silent suddenly, but his eyes began to bleed: "It's good that you haven't been woken up, at least you can have less pain, and I have less trouble, just like those obedient children in the outer ring before." ”

As he spoke, he took off his shirt, revealing his fair, somewhat thin upper body. It doesn't match his face at all.

From his throat to his lower abdomen, there was a crack.

As Hans undressed, the crack opened open, and out of it came a dozen long, thin arms, which stretched as best they could, clutching in Lynch's direction.

"It's they who need you. Hans lost his mind as he took off his clothes, and he whispered, blood dripping from his eyes on the floor, as he walked towards Lynch.

More than a dozen arms waved excitedly.

"You seem to be very skilled. Hans was interrupted by a sudden female voice outside the door.

Hans's face changed, and more than a dozen of his arms were all retracted, and then he hurriedly looked out the door.

In the dark hall stood the figure of a girl.

"It's come to this?" Ying Lan said as she walked over to Hans, with an incomprehensible smile on her face, as always, "so stupid that she doesn't even use her senses." ”

Hans's eyes widened, and his face gradually became hideous, and he saw the long-haired girl in front of him carrying two lanterns in her hands, one of which he had fallen before.

"You saw them all?"

"Does it make sense to ask now? I wouldn't consider sending you back to the treatment facility anyway, for the sake of the possessed, I'll give you a pleasant purification. ”

"Hey, hey......" Hans laughed nervously, the crack in his body reopened, and his slimy, thin arm reappeared, and he threw himself at Ying Lan.

"My brain is really broken...... the smile on Ying Lan's face has long since disappeared, and she looks at Hans who pounced on her with a complicated expression.

She straightened her hair.

......

Lynch felt like he had a very uncomfortable dream. Even in his dreams, he looked weak and powerless, powerless in the face of the frenzied pounces of dozens of aunts equipped with square dance suits.

Thankfully, he woke up just as something terrible and indescribable was about to happen.

Lynch slowly opened his eyes. Well, the familiar ceiling.

Then there was Ying Lan's smiling head, and her long hair.

Well, not too surprising.

"Little Lynch, please get up and explain why you are sleeping here while you are sleeping in such a mess outside? What happened here? I'm curious. ”