Roger took out the coin purse from Carrie from his trouser pocket, stretched his arm into it, rummaged around for a long time, and took out a box of beautifully packaged chocolate frogs...

"Ugh, I got it wrong..."

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"Not this!"

"That's not right!"

"Shhhh Is there really too much stuff?"

"Not yet!?"

"I'm ....... wipe"

The two girls watched as Roger pulled out all sorts of strange things out of his coin purse, one by one... A vice, a peeler, a Coke can, a weeder, a mini chainsaw, and even a slice of watermelon...

"Are you using this thing as a garbage can!?Why do you put all the rags in it!" Hermione spat frantically.

"You know, these things can be turned around when they are used well...... Ah~ Found it, here!" Roger let out a long breath and slowly took out the antique brass compass with his right hand.

Even though he had said that, the boy didn't put the thrown crumbs back in again.

"Your attitude shows that you also think of those as garbage!"

Roger ignored the girl, walked alone to the suitcase that had been placed in the hallway and had not yet taken it to the room, and lifted the Pandora's box inside.

Although the coin bag is good, the mouth is too small, and such a large suitcase really can't be stuffed in.

However, Caroline didn't know what Pandora was, and when she saw her brother take out another box, she couldn't help asking, "Okay, what else do you have to do after so many days..."

"Even when you go to the toilet, you have to prepare tissue... Not to mention going into a fight?" Roger held Pandora in his hand, and the compass in his other hand pushed the lid open with his chin.

Hermione and Caroline both approached, and the pointer swirled around twice and finally pointed to the northwest.

"OK, target confirmed, then let's..." Caroline's high-spirited words were not finished, but she saw the compass swaying again, pointing in a far direction from the one just now.

"The monster moved?" Hermione asked, frowning.

"Shhhh

The compass hand rotates again, pauses for a few seconds in one direction, and then moves again to point in another direction. "What's going on, you little bastard..."Caroline slapped her brother on the back of the head, and this unreasonable look could be seen as a real relative...

After all, unless the snow monster could teleport, it would never be possible to make the pointer swing so much.

"Then why don't you think it's the compass that is broken?" said Roger.

At this time, the pointer has begun to turn left and right, and there is no accurate direction.

"That's also broken in your hands, or should you be beaten. Caroline's answer was perfectly reasonable.

Snapping the lid of the compass shut, the corners of Roger's mouth provoked a strange arc: "Then I have to persuade you to save your energy, there will be a time for you to fight." ”

You know, what Roger was thinking about just now was not just the snow monster, but all the monsters that jumped out of the book, and it can be seen from the phenomenon of the compass turning around, tonight's riot is not small.

Unlike Roger, who just went out to join in the fun, Hermione was really kind enough to destroy the monsters that would pose a threat to people, so when she encountered this situation, she was a little anxious: "So what are we going to do now?

"Of course not, just follow me. Roger raised the corners of his mouth excitedly, unscrewed the door and walked out, and waved his head to signal the girls to follow him.

"Oh... I hate him for being so speechless and unappetizing, and annoying that he doesn't say clearly!!" Caroline said hatefully, gritting her back molars.

"Doesn't that mean he must know something?" Hermione seemed accustomed to it, "Let's go, let's go along and see what the hell he's up to." ”

Caroline gave Hermione a strange look in her eyes, and she realized that this girl knew her brother well...

If Roger heard it, he would definitely shout that he was wronged, this time it was not he deliberately concealed, although he guessed something, but how to say it...... Everything that is happening so far is really a bit different from the plot of the "Goosebumps" movie, and it doesn't follow the development process of the plot at all.

Besides, he just wants to join in the fun, fight, what the hell is he doing, it's not World Destruction Day...

Stepping outside again, the dense fog enveloped everyone layer by layer, the midnight moonlight could not penetrate the layers of fog to illuminate the road, and the dim street lamp on the side of the road in the distance was more like a faint flame in the dense fog, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Walking directly below the street lamp, the light can only cover the surrounding vision of one meter, but it can no longer diffuse.

They headed southwest as the compass had pointed out for the first time, with Roger leading the way as if he had eaten after a meal, and the two girls following him in unison, alerting their surroundings.

The only light was the wand Hermione was holding in her hand.

With a soft sound of "Duang~", Roger suddenly stopped and drew his wand.

The two girls' nerves tensed and turned around to stand in back-to-back triangles, Hermione's glowing wand pointed at the invisible distance in front of her, Caroline half-bowed, her lips turned up, and her canine teeth puffed out slightly.

"Don't be nervous, false alarm... I hit the telephone pole on..."Roger gave a blank pat on the shoulders of the two girls behind him.

“......”

"Whew..."The girls let their guard down with a long breath and took a deep breath to calm the tension they had just felt from the adrenal surge.

Neither of them blamed Roger, the vision in this environment is too poor, and the protective color of the telephone pole is similar to the dense fog, so it is understandable that he will be hit directly by a limp.

Roger flicked his wand and pulled out: "The flashlight is flying!"

There was a cracking of glass, and then something whizzed across them through the fog.

The boy reached out and grabbed them, two black, flashlights.

Hermione immediately accused, "No, you're stealing, we can use a fluorescent spell to illuminate..."

"Just a few pounds, they'll understand," Roger handed the flashlight to the two girls, "and in this weather, the flashlight is much stronger than that spellbreaker... And I've always felt that the guy who invented the fluorescent spell has anti-human tendencies, and he will shake himself even if he shines not far..."