It turned out that at the end of this sewer, there was a flat clearing.

Sewage surrounds it, but it doesn't flood it because of the terrain.

In the open space, waste cardboard boxes were stacked high, about sixty or seventy centimeters high.

The center of the top layer of the waste carton is already a little pulped, and it seems that this "little monster" sleeps on it.

In the vicinity of these cardboard boxes, there are ornaments made of water bottles, cans, old newspapers and duct tape and other common miscellaneous items tied together.

Shen Buyan hesitated for a moment and took a few steps forward.

The "little monster" walked up to the carton, raised his hands and pressed them on the carton, and naturally sat on top of the carton with a light jump.

He looked up.

Shen Buyan finally saw his face clearly with the only glimmer of light in this sewer.

Is it really a boy?

Shen Buyan frowned, staring at the boy for a long time without making a sound.

His face was covered in festering pus, and although no pus was coming out, the wounds were mostly covered in blue-black moss.

The sun has not been exposed to the sun for a long time, causing his face to look pale.

In contrast, the abscess on the face is even more conspicuous.

Shen Buyan looked at the boy and was surprised to find that his eyes were actually pale blue.

In Shen Buyan's cognition, if it is an Asian person, it is difficult to genetically have eyes of this color.

Could it be that this kid is not a local?

Shen Buyan's mind immediately made up a series of possibilities.

Thinking of those toy dolls full of scars that broke when touched, it was hard for Shen Buyan not to suspect that this child had been abducted and trafficked here.

Shen Buyan tilted his head slightly and looked at the child carefully.

It's probably a fifteen or sixteen-year-old look, and the back looks very thin, and the front looks even more skinny.

There was no defensiveness in his expression, and it could even be said that he was harmless.

But his whole person looks terrible.

Shen Buyan cleared his throat and asked him:

"You asked me to save your family, didn't you?"

The child was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

He climbed to the back of the box and scooped up a basket.

Inside the basket, there are dolls with stumps and broken arms.

It seemed that the dolls he had picked up were the best in the basket.

"Mom and Dad, here."

The child raised the basket and looked at Shen Buyan with a sincere expression.

Shen Buyan stepped over the sewage ditch, walked in front of the child, and took out a doll's broken arm from the basket.

This feel......

Shen Buyan's pupils dilated suddenly.

The severed arm looks like a plastic doll on the outside, but it doesn't seem to be the same on the inside.

Shen Buyan pressed the end of the doll's broken leg with his fingertips.

This touch is really a bone!

How come?!

He peeled open the outer layer of a broken leg, and when the plastic stepped back, a slightly yellowed white bone was exposed.

"It's ...... The bones of your family? ”

The child nodded, then shook his head again.

He lifted the basket and lifted it, "Dad, Mommy, they're all here." ”

……

Jiang Ling searched for a long time in the screen, but she didn't see the stickman she was chasing.

"Strange ......"

Jiang Ling muttered, "How could it be gone?" ”

Just thinking about it, there was a gurgling sound behind me.

Jiang Ling looked back, there was no facial outline, only a facial face, and a face with facial features appeared on the screen.

The face of the person in the screen, the mouth is slightly open, and the tongue inside is swinging.

Jiang Ling instantly felt a little nauseous, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Click-

What was that?

Jiang Ling turned around abruptly and saw a figure on the largest screen behind him.

The person inside, wearing a red dress.

It's like the female ghost in red in a traditional novel.

The difference is that she doesn't emerge from the screens, but flies back and forth in each screen.

"What a name!"

Jiang Ling's gaze followed the red-clothed female ghost flying around, but he didn't feel the slightest fear.

This kind of flying movement is very similar to the three-cent special effects in domestic ghost movies.

Jiang Ling sighed, sat back in his seat, and picked up the game console.

She didn't understand, what kind of existence was this kind of place?

……

On the other side, Chen Xiaodao was almost on the verge of collapse.

His doubles were red and bloodshot, and his eyes were fixed on the computer that had been scrapped and repaired for an unknown number of times.

"Why?"

"Why the hell is that?!"

When Chen Xiaodao said this, he almost gritted his teeth.

Back and forth, he has been through many times of being inexplicably kicked out of the dormitory and re-entering the dormitory.

The first time is the computer blue screen.

The second time was a power outage in the dormitory.

The third time was when someone claiming to be his roommate came into the room, snatched his computer, and threw it on the floor.

The fourth time, the two roommates appeared out of thin air, and the two fought without saying a word, and by the way, they also accidentally injured him and smashed the computer.

I don't know how many times I have encountered inexplicable situations, Chen Xiaodao collapsed a little.

Fortunately, the prototype of this graduation project was finally made intermittently.

Chen Xiaodao looked at the image of the female ghost in red on the screen and sighed.

Although he knew that this kind of thing looked really earthy, even old-fashioned.

But now I have no choice but to make the model of the character first and then consider other detailed parts.

……

Huang Yuyuan was bored in front of the computer, holding his chin with one hand and looking at the screen with his face out.

The picture suddenly changed ten minutes ago, and I didn't see what the stickman inside did for a long time.

While waiting, Huang Yuyuan didn't want to continue to guard the computer, so he stood up and walked around this small place twice.

But alas, in vain.

This tiny place, there is nothing but this computer.

There were no doors, no windows, no water and no food.

Huang Yuyuan's mood also became heavy.

If you continue to stay in this place, you will starve to death here in two days.

……

At the same time, Lin Ji was also walking around the room.

He was almost certain that he had heard someone cry for help.

But right now, everything in this room is static, and the only thing that is dynamic is the game console in his hand.

Impossible.

It shouldn't be.

Lin Ji's brows furrowed more and more.

After such a long period of immersion, he also gradually calmed down.

Who is the man who was cuckolded, and what kind of existence is it?

Lin Ji is now difficult to determine.

"Help!"

"Anyone!"

The cry for help sounded again, and Lin Ji shuddered.

His eyes widened, and he walked around the room, finally fixing his eyes on the console.

He looked at the game console in his hand, and Lin Ji suddenly had a bold idea.

Lin Ji raised the game console and shook it in the air.

"Anyone?"

Lin Ji asked at the game console.

Qu Qi was dizzy by the shaky room, and in a dim way, he heard someone talking.

He forced himself to open his eyes, and there was blood red in front of him.

Although there were no major injuries in this place, there were quite a few bruises.

Especially after being hit on the head by the water bottle, his eyes were stained with blood.

Qu Qi stood up and looked up.

A prompt appeared again on the interface of the game console in Lin Ji's hand:

[You can deal with this stickman in the following two options!] 】

[A, torch; B, Seawater】

Lin Ji's brows gradually furrowed.

Why is the tip still so targeted this time?

Just as he was thinking, the stickman in the game screen stood up again.

Lin Ji could clearly see that the stickman was looking up at the top.

Lin Ji's pupils dilated suddenly, and his face was full of surprise.

Could it be that he ...... Hear what I said?