Chapter 47: The Blood Moon

The golden rhythm disappeared, and Yu Liangliang fell from mid-air, almost falling soft.

With a blink of an eye, the "toilet sweeper" took two steps forward and held her up.

"Are you alright?" He asked with concern.

"You are-" Yu Liangliang's eyes widened in disbelief, and her eyes were immediately full of surprise, her eyes were moist, and she threw herself into Li Guanyu's arms and cried, "I thought I killed you!" I'm sorry, it's all my ......."

"It's okay, it's okay." Stroking the other party's hair, the big stone in Li Guanyu's heart finally fell steadily.

At that time, he climbed on the shoulder of the toilet sweeper, and it happened that a mosquito flew by next to him, and he wanted to learn to use cockroaches to deal with the toilet sweeper like he did with the bald man, but he survived a little caution and changed his soul to the mosquito's body

Therefore, when the toilet sweeper saw Yu Liangliang's unpretentious look, he thought he was safe after throwing away the cockroaches, but he was actually deceived by Yu Liangliang, and Yu Liangliang was deceived by Li Guanyu.

If she hadn't really thought that Li Guanyu was in that cockroach, her expression would not be so real.

can't blame the toilet sweeper for not being careful enough, Yu Liangliang will not hide the shortcoming of her thoughts, after being used by Li Guanyu, it has become their advantage.

appeased the little girl who was only sixteen years old.

As the mortuary devoured the soul of the toilet sweeper, Li Guanyu began to look at the strangely shaped mask.

This mask is the one in the memory image of the young man in white, that is, the mask that the mysterious person attached to the middle-aged man with an inch head told him to find.

With this mask, he can escape from this prison.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

"I didn't find it, there seems to be something wrong with the monitor, and the two people in the picture actually crashed directly into the wall, how is this possible?"

"What then?"

"What can we do, they can't get out of the prison, so they must hide in any corner, as long as we search every corner, we will definitely find them."

"Has anyone searched this public toilet?"

"I don't think so." "Go in and search."

The sound of prison guards talking outside the public toilet.

Depending on the situation, they are going to enter this public toilet to search, and as long as they come in, the two have nowhere to hide.

"We've found the mask, what's next?" Yu Liangliang looked at Li Guanyu nervously, uneasy.

Li Guanyu put the mask on his face and asked Yu Liangliang, "Do you believe me?" ”

Yu Liangliang was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously said: "When, of course ......"

Since she entered the cell, Li Guanyu has been protecting her, and Li Guanyu has never disappointed her, she doesn't believe Li Guanyu, who else should she believe?

"That's good."

"Trust me, I'll be able to get you out."

Making a guarantee, Li Guanyu began to recall the ritual that the man told him, and then drew a scoop according to the gourd, and drew a full moon on his chest, while silently reciting those three sentences in his heart:

"The pure white moon that shines forever on the world,

"Lord of the Underworld, who rules the Ocean of Night,

"Illusory Dream Creator ......"

After meditating three times, Li Guanyu closed his eyes and prayed.

Did it work?

Will there be a change?

Was it possible to get out of this prison?

He didn't know, so he could only pray that it would work.

At this moment, there was an inexplicable attraction from the bottom of my heart.

Streams of illusory mist permeated his body, changing rapidly, as if there were all kinds of strange beings inhabiting it.

The sound of the sound was like countless people whispering in his ear, the voice was understood, but it could not be understood, filling his brain and confusing his thoughts.

It was as if the moment before the dream was about to wake up, he fell into a half-asleep state, and could clearly perceive his own existence, but he could not control his body.

Judging from Yu Liangliang's sight, a white mist wrapped Li Guanyu, and then the fog dissipated, and Li Guanyu disappeared with it.

He did it......?!

Leaning weakly against the wall, looking at this incredible scene, Yu Liangliang subconsciously clenched her fingers.

Will I be able to be saved?

……

The prison guards rushed into the toilet room, only to see Yu Liangliang standing trembling against the wall, and the intact corpse of the toilet sweeper lying on the ground.

Several prison guards rushed to get Yu Liangliang under control, while others went over to check on the body of the toilet sweeper.

After trying the toilet sweeper's snort, the prison guard shook his head and sighed, "It's dead." ”

"You killed him?" A prison guard questioned Yu Liangliang.

"No, it's not me ......" Although Li Guanyu had been assured, when he found out that Li Guanyu had really left his side, Yu Liangliang lost the composure she had cultivated for a few days, and her tone was a little messy when she responded to the prison guards' questions.

"Where's that companion of yours?" "No, I don't know ......"

asked a few questions, but Yu Liangliang didn't know anything.

The guard shook his head at his companion, signaling that he couldn't ask anything.

Immediately afterwards, the prison guards also announced the punishment of Yu Liangliang's escape.

Death penalty.

Execute it now.

Yu Liangliang's heart trembled.

There were only a few minutes left for her.

Li Guanyu...... You're going to keep your promise to get me out...... Right?

Yu Liangliang was re-shackled and shackled, and walked through the hall under the escort of prison guards, just like the ancient death row prisoners who were paraded in prison cars to set an example.

So the prisoner looked at the newcomer girl who was still the object of everyone's fear in the morning, and there was neither pity nor schadenfreude in his eyes, but only numbness.

They have spent half their lives in this prison, and they have seen too many people who think they are capable of trying to escape and finally being hung in the air and executed.

It's not that they haven't been pitiful, it's not that they've been ridiculed, but after a long time, they're numb and relieved.

It's a prison from which you can't escape, and it's a prison where you can't get out of prison.

The dried corpses on the execution rack were removed.

Yu Liangliang was tied to her limbs and hung on the execution rack instead of a dry corpse.

No one said a word, they foresaw Yu Liangliang's next death.

Like every escaped prisoner before, she hangs on the execution rack and dies, and then stays on it to warn everyone who tries to escape until the next escapee takes her place.

……

It's as if the soul is ascending into heaven.

When the feeling dissipated, Li Guanyu opened his eyes again.

The dark brown fragrance of the earth flows into the nose, and the white dream hits the eyes.

"Did I succeed......?"

Fists are clenched, and the body is a substance.

Looking around, there is a white petal fluttering in the air, and the eyes are full of white, dream-like flower beds.

A white mist obscured everything, and far from the slopes, a thick white mist enveloped everything.

The so-called white flowers are simply condensed from the white mist!

The wind brings up the petals, that is, the yin wind blows up the white mist, and the scattered mist turns into substantial petals and falls into the hands of Li Guanyu.

There are no plants, and in this black land, there is only a lonely dead air.

In the textual description, the laurel tree, which is full of life, turned out to be just some dead and twisted trunk.

The white laurel flowers are sprinkled from the white leaves, and because they are all condensed by white mist, they are naturally the same color as the "white flowers" scattered all around.

Li Guanyu's Adam's apple moved slightly.

Like the scorched black earth, the twisted and dry tree trunks, the biting yin wind blowing from nowhere, the pure white mist that fills the entire space,

Over here...... It is......

A pure white blooming flower bed?

Here it is......

Laurel Dreamland?!

Looking at this small slope occupied by unknown white flowers, Li Guanyu looked up at the sky.

A blood-red moon shone brightly.

"Moon...... Why is it red? ”

The yin wind brought a burst of white mist, and the petals fell.

A beautiful doll pushes a wheelchair out of the depths of the fog and stares at him with a smile as if looking at the ...... she loves most Child.