"Oh ...... ......."

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The painful memory before was still very clear, and this bloody corpse actually appeared in front of him again, so suddenly;

It seems that its range of activities is not so small, not just a corner of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum.

Thinking about it, it is impossible for the audience in Shaanxi to meet together to organize an audience salon, and then everyone will organize a group to go to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum to pay homage to the historical relics of the Chinese nation, and the result is just a pot of serving.

Moreover, it is now appearing here, which can also explain what the monk said before, it is full, so it spit out the four of itself, this assertion must be wrong, it is not good to nest in one place and slowly digest so much vitality when you are full, what are you doing running out and wandering around?

The blood corpse "pulled" itself out of the squatting pit in a very distorted way, Su Bai did not resist, and even raised his hands to indicate that he would not resist, and now Su Bai's head was still dizzy, and his body suffered a serious loss of qi and blood, and he had just learned the horror of this blood corpse, so Su Bai showed his attitude in this way.

This can be a bit ...... arouse

But when I thought that I was going to be a dry corpse and a terracotta warrior standing with the fat man and the monk, and now that I and the others were still alive, it all depended on the will of the bloody corpse in front of me, so ...... It seems normal to be a little cowardly.

This blood corpse is the most terrifying and powerless existence that Su Bai has encountered since he became an audience, when facing Lan Linyan Huihong or Thunderbolt Tower before, Su Bai knew that they were powerful, but he still had the courage to take the initiative to attack them, but in the face of this blood corpse, Su Bai felt that his resistance was so pale for the first time,

It's better to ...... Save effort.

The bloody corpse's hand slowly stretched over and took the phone from Su Bai's hand.

Su Bai was very cooperative, did not resist, and let his mobile phone be taken by the other party.

The movement of the blood corpse is very stiff and unnatural, which means that it actually has no memory or habit of what humans have long done.

"Meow...... Meow...... Meow ......"

The blood corpse put the mobile phone to his ear, and the whole action made people feel like their scalp was numb, but Su Bai could feel that it was listening very seriously, really seriously, and at the same time, the auspicious cry on the other end of the phone was even more cheerful, cheerful...... It's a bit of a no-brainer.

As if thinking of some possibility, Su Bai stared at the bloody corpse in front of him with wide eyes, his fingers slowly pointed at it, opened his mouth, and slowly spit out a few words:

"You are ............"

I can't help Su Bai not to be shocked, I can't help Su Bai not to be creepy, because if it is really what he thinks, then this matter is really big, and just now it pulled himself out of the squatting pit, Su Bai can hardly imagine what will happen to that person, he is uninhibited to such a point, and even does the things that come out of this kind of place without any guilt.

When the name of the person was about to be spit out, the bloody corpse suddenly shook, and a hand immediately grabbed Su Bai's neck, lifting Su Bai's whole person up, and at the same time that the neck was choked, Su Bai felt pressure from all directions, not only his body, but even his soul was tightly restrained.

"Ahem...... You...... Ahem......"

The mobile phone in the hand of the bloody corpse exploded at this time, and it was pinched and exploded by her own hands, and then with a wave of her hand, Su Bai only felt that her body was light, and the whole person was thrown out, and actually penetrated the wall to the outside of the inpatient building, and then fell directly into a pond behind the inpatient building.

"Bang!"

The water splashed, and after about five seconds, Su Bai came up, reached out and wiped his face, the wall of the toilet above was intact, but he was indeed thrown out like this,

Air?

Su Bai recalled in his mind the picture when he switched between the two places of Hall 2 and Hall 1 of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum, and it seemed that it was right, all of this was made by this bloody corpse.

Crawled out of the pond, completely soaked, found a rockery and sat down, Su Bai kept panting, in his mind, from the auspicious screams to the various movements after the blood corpse picked up the mobile phone, Su Bai felt as if he had torn some of the fog, but he still couldn't figure out anything,

If that person is that, why did it become like this?

This, it's really hard to imagine, and it's impossible to imagine,

Or, auspicious acquaintance with this person?

But with an auspicious and cold temperament, it is impossible.

Holding his head with both hands, Su Bai gritted his teeth, and suddenly, he had a feeling that he was deliberately trapped by the horror broadcast, and he could only be regarded as an insignificant role for the entire audience circle, including the horror broadcast, so why did the horror broadcast deliberately let him have to come to Xi'an, who was still seriously injured at the time?

You know, at that time, under the same roof, there were fat monks and they were, and their injuries were not very serious, but the horror broadcast still had to find themselves?

Why is that?

Is it really because the horror broadcast looks at itself differently?

Is it really because horror broadcasts are particularly bullish on themselves?

Su Bai knows a truth, that is, pies will not fall from the sky, and if pies really fall, they will be stoned to death. What exactly is the purpose of horror broadcasting?

Also, omnipotent horror broadcasting, it seems that in this matter, it seems a little too cumbersome, which makes Su Bai a little unaccustomed and a little unbelievable, in the cognition of Su Bai and the vast majority of listeners, horror broadcasting is the supreme existence, the all-powerful existence, the omnipotent existence, the horror radio can know what it wants to do, the horror radio can do it immediately, it doesn't need to go around in circles to achieve any purpose, because the whole world, whether it is the story world or the real world, for the horror broadcast, the farthest distance is nothing more than the distance from one's left hand to the right hand。

Standing up and dragging his wet body, Su Bai planned to go back to the ward in Xi'an.

..................

"Damn, Su Bai has been going to the toilet for so long, and he hasn't come back yet, this kid won't be constipated, don't say it, it's really possible, when this kid was a son-in-law, he ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, which was called a fine, and now he has become a migrant worker, and what he eats is home-cooked food, maybe his stomach is not used to it." The fat man yelled as he leaned back on the hospital bed while eating.

The monk and Gyatso sat on chairs, and the faces of the two monks were calm.

For the monk, the temple is completely gone, and he has nothing to cling to, so it is better to leave Xi'an, a place of right and wrong for the audience, for Gyatso, this time it can be regarded as a thrill, but there is really no need to continue to stay here and take risks, because there are no obvious interests to be seen, not even vague interests.

The three people in the ward can be regarded as having come into contact with the terrible existence of that existence, so they are basically similar to Su Bai, knowing that if they encounter that existence again, it is really not much difference between resisting and not resisting.

This level of things is really not something they can be qualified to meddle in now.

The fat man lost his qi and blood and wanted to eat meat, but the monk just bought him a few bowls of lean porridge, and the monk was proficient in medical science, knowing that at this time, relying on his instinctive desire to make up for big fish and meat was a kind of destruction to his body functions.

"This hospital is really broken, there is no independent bathroom. The fat man drank another bowl of porridge and continued: "The public toilet in the corridor always reminds me of the ghost stories I read when I was a child. ”

Seeing that Gyatso and the monk didn't squeak, obviously not very interested in this topic, the fat man who couldn't get a response still talked about himself,

"I used to have a buddy who lived in the school dormitory building, the public toilet in the corridor, there was no independent bathroom in the dormitory, and I went to the toilet one night.

The squatting pit position, row after row, one after another, he squatted there to, in the middle of the night, the toilet light is also voice-controlled, a little dark, when he was cool, a voice came from the pit in front of him, saying to borrow some straw paper.

They were all classmates, and my buddy didn't say anything, just said okay.

Then the man in the pit in front of him reached out from the side, and the buddy took out a part of his straw paper and handed it over.

Then when he continued to pull, he suddenly remembered one thing, that is, the distance between the squatting pit and the squatting pit is very close, that is, a thin cement glass brick is just separated, but the squatting pit, there is a side next door, the kind of toilet other people go in and see the person who squats in the pit inside, and they also see that person's head can't see the shy part of the back half of the body.

Therefore, if the person squatting in the pit in front wants to reach out from the side to ask the person squatting in the back for straw paper, it is basically impossible.

My buddy was scared to pee, well, he was also easy to pee at that time, and then immediately wiped his ass a few times and was ready to get up and leave, but when he just pulled up his pants and stood up, the toilet started to flush, and the squatting thing in front of him was also washed over, and he saw a human face pass under his crotch and rolled down with the feces and pee, and the man smiled at him, as if thanking him for the papyrus he borrowed. ”

After listening to this story, the monk suddenly spoke: "Zhang Bayi, this is your personal experience, because of your physique and the reason that your family is a Taoist family, you can be psychic from a very young age, and it is easy to see those unclean things. ”

"Whatever you want. "The fat man doesn't argue anymore.

At this time, Su Bai, who was soaked all over, pushed open the door and walked in,

"Dabai, Dabai, did you fall into the toilet?" exclaimed the fat man.

Gyatso and the monk also looked at Su Bai in surprise.

"I ......" Su Bai pursed his lips, "I saw it............ (To be continued.) )