The smell of fish is excessive, it is really incredible, Qi Ming still kept his senses, blocking the eating of his friends, but the purifier has been used on the road, and this time there are two left.

The atmosphere was somewhat frozen.

"Someone has to eat it directly, who are you going to give these two sticks to?"

Qi Ming was speechless.

"If you want me to say that for the sake of fairness, everyone should stop using purifiers, I really don't see anything wrong with this fish, and I didn't find any unusual movement in the instrument test just now, did I."

During the stalemate, one of the five people noticed something, suddenly stood up, stepped over the bench and walked to a table not far away, hesitating and secretly excitedly saying, "Yin Mo! Is that Mr. Yin Mo?"

The person who was burying his head in the bitterness looked up, his stiff gaze turned for a moment, burst into brilliance, and said excitedly, "It's me, you know me."

"Of course I do! I saw you off before you set off on your expedition, did you forget?"

Qi Ming watched as his teammates chatted with the explorer who should have disappeared and died five years ago, and they didn't seem to notice anything wrong.

Then, his teammates walked back and ignored his obstruction, picked up the fish fillet on the table and threw it into his mouth, his excited face and eyes were bloodshot at some point, and he shouted: "Eat it quickly, it's really delicious, you don't need to take a purifier, eat it, eat it, and we can follow Mr. Yin Mo to find the god of the night and seek immortality from Him."

Qi Ming always felt that things were very strange, and an indescribable mysterious force was constantly attracting his gaze to the plate of fish, and his stomach was also singing.

Two hungry people were instigated to eat directly.

Qi Ming and his companion on the other side hesitated, and in the end, he divided the remaining two purification pills with the other party.

There were also many people eating fish fillets and beer at the other table, and the companion on the opposite side picked up the fork and took a tentative bite, and his eyes suddenly burst into an astonishing light, "God, Qi Ming, this is definitely the best fish I have ever eaten in my life!"

In the end, Qi Ming was the only one who sat stiffly and still didn't dare to make a move, he gradually found that all the people here only ate one dish, fish and beer, their faces were facing the plate, but their eyes were collectively squinting to the limit, stuck in the corners of their eyes, staring directly at them.

Realizing this, he suddenly got up and wanted to go outside, he knew that he must have been affected by his will, there were often some incomprehensible crazy words in the notebook, the alien language of worshipping evil gods, that was not written by humans, and the terrifying power here distorted their minds.

Unexpectedly, Qi Ming, who was in a hurry, found that he couldn't find the door.

It was supposed to be the location of the gate, the night scene was bustling, people came and went, obviously it was close at hand, but Qi Ming couldn't walk over and get close to it, he touched an invisible wall, and in the blink of an eye, the tavern turned into a glass mirror, and countless doors and people appeared.

He saw his teammates\b stuffing their faces into their plates, chopping up pieces of rotting meat infested with maggots, and the boss wiping wine glasses behind the bar was actually an empty skeleton in tattered clothes, with slippery and twisted multi-legged creatures wriggling under the ribs...

Qi Ming's screams were stuck in his throat, there was no mention of this part of the horror in the notebook in his hand, he had no idea what to do with these xenos, they were like layers of corpses rolling towards him.

Who will save him, who will come...

At midnight, the lighthouse of the harbor was soaked in a thick fog that emitted an eerie green glow.

Lin Qiao tore off another page of the old-fashioned calendar book on the wall and went to the window to look at the thick fog sweeping in.

"It's coming tonight."

Chu Ji leaned close to her back, rubbed her cheek, and took her fingers to lick and kiss, "Won't it be tomorrow morning? Let me get up with you\b."

"Didn't you promise me? We said yes, too." Lin Qiao tilted his head and met his vertical pupils that glowed faintly red in the darkness, "The port is the dividing line."

"You love me." He asked in a low voice.

"It's been so long, and every time He comes, you have to ask me the same

You're the same question, aren't you?" The corners of Lin Qiao's lips were slightly raised, and his gentle eyes were irresistible perseverance.

"Because you have given Him a special meaning and taught me to be jealous." Chu Ji pressed her to the windowsill, bowed her head, stretched her neck, and leaned over to kiss the corner of her lips.

Lin Qiao simply turned around, put his hand on his strong waist and accepted the kiss, lingering for a long time, the tip of her tongue was slightly numb, and her eyes were misty and full of love.

Chu Ji is obsessed with such eyes, there is only Him in his moist pupils, only his appearance can be tolerated, and he loves him to the extreme.

Uncontrollably, \b lifted the hem of her clothes, and was gently held down by Lin Qiao, "\bOf course I love you, we will always be together."

The only condition for her to be willing to leave him and live forever, the only concession is that whenever the fog rolls in, she will have a month to see the split body of Chu Ji and live with Him.

Every time the Chu Ji is split, it is different, but it is the same, and there will always be, there will always be a time, she will see the Chu Ji of the past.

They have the same flesh and blood, the same heartbeat, and the same character, they will all be lovers, and in the endless time, Lin Qiao and Chu Ji will be together forever.

This is the only way for her to be happy without torturing each other.

The headwind quickly brought the fog with it, staining the edge of the harbor and burying the green lighthouse.

\bAt the same time, the shrill cries of electronic devices, as well as the screams of humans, burst into Lyncho's ears.

She looked out the window again, and said helplessly, "Is anyone coming in again?"

Chu Ji snorted coldly, "It's a person who doesn't know life or death, attracted by miasma."

Lin Qiao touched His face, "I'll take a look."

His expression quickly softened, and he reluctantly sent her to the door, "The next time we meet, it will be a month away."

Lin Qiao: "Don't think about being pitiful on purpose, it's only this month, I know you're watching me all the time, and you can touch me when the spirit is connected, right?"

Chu Ji had nothing to say, and he could only hide his jealousy in his heart.

Indeed, when the part that he disdained went to her side in his place, he would hide in the corner for visual and spiritual sharing, always keeping an eye on Lin Qiao's every move, and he would not leave behind a single detail about her relationship.

Lin Qiao followed the sound to the tavern, which was crowded with standing and crawling corpses, mutated sea creatures coming and going in and out of the corpses, eyeing the blinded boys who ate carrion.

She knocked on the door and said to the man standing behind the bar who was invaded by an octopus, "Bridge, business is good tonight."