infinite danger

Chapter 202 Innocent

"Crack-"

The sound of glass shattering suddenly sounded in the sky, Ji Siwei's heart trembled, and he looked up at the top of the tower.

I saw a man facing the ground and falling straight down, his black clothes were rattling by the wind, and the broken glass was wrapped in a cold light, and he was about to fall down.

Ji Siwei picked up the eight-tailed cat and the puppet, and quickly evacuated from the dangerous area. After putting down the two little guys, he immediately aimed at the person who fell from the tower, and threw a big cloud of blood mist.

The wind suddenly picked up, blowing the fallen person's body off the straight line, and Ji Siwei's blood mist fell into the air.

"Oh!"

The man's body hit the rock heavily, blood splashed everywhere, and half of the rock was stained red in an instant. What's worse, the rock was located on the edge, and the surface was inclined. His body just stopped for two seconds before slipping to the bottom of the rock. .

This scene was so horrifying that Ji Siwei gasped when he saw it.

When he got closer, he saw that there were rough seas at the bottom, and the corpse was ups and downs in the sea water, and was swept away by the waves in a moment.

The accident happened so fast, Ji Siwei didn't see the man's face clearly.

But he remembered that only Qin Lin was wearing black clothes today, and his figure looked very similar.

The blood on the rock was like a blooming rose, the smell of blood was pungent, Ji Siwei turned his eyes away.

What happened in the lighthouse?

Qin Lin somehow fell from the top.

He looked at the top of the lighthouse. One of the circular glass windows was broken, and thick black air seeped out from inside, making the lighthouse look like a big smokestack.

Feeling that this matter is not over yet, Ji Siwei returned to the gate of the lighthouse and knocked on the door again: "Professor, please open the door."

Still no response.

"Tick...tick..."

He heard that weird dripping sound again, louder than he heard in the tower.

His neck felt cold, as if something had dripped on it.

Ji Siwei wiped his neck, and his fingers were stained with red liquid.

He frowned in disgust, and raised his hand to sniff.

is blood.

Ji Siwei, who usually couldn't stand the dirty clothes, felt very uncomfortable.

He patted the door hard, and said coldly: "Professor, I know you are in the tower, don't hide inside and make no noise."

Although he knocked hard on the door, no one answered him.

It was quiet inside, as if there were no living people.

Even if the professor can't hear it, everyone else should hear it, right?It was very strange that no one paid him any attention.

Ji Siwei called out, "Bawei."

Eight-tailed cat: "I am here."

Ji Siwei said, "Open the door."

"Okay!" The eight-tailed cat has always been very active in this kind of activities that are beneficial to physical and mental health. It immediately showed its paws, turned its evil spirit to concentrate on one point, and slapped the door panel with one palm.

A complex spell drawn with blood appeared on the door, and the Yin Qi spread, covering the entire lighthouse, and the eight-tailed cat was bounced away by the spell.

Ji Siwei caught it firmly: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." The eight-tailed cat's voice was rare and serious: "It's very cloudy here, so be careful."

The eight-tailed cat's palm was not light, but the door panel remained motionless, leaving only a black cat's paw print.

"It's no wonder that when I proposed to leave, the professor agreed so simply. It turned out that he wanted to dismiss me so that he could attack other people."

After putting down the eight-tailed cat, Ji Siwei released a cloud of blood mist and hit the gate.

The blood mist walked around the charm on the door panel and disappeared.

"Your ability is useless?" Eight-tailed cat was a little surprised.

Ji Siwei looked at the band-aid on his fingertips, there was no time reversal last night, so the wound did not disappear.

In the world outside the mirror, he cannot use copper coins to awaken to absorb Yin Qi, otherwise he will bear the price of devouring Yin Qi.After the dungeon is released, a greater price will be paid.

"Try it hard." Ji Siwei said, with his palm facing the door, and a steady stream of blood mist hit the door panel, impacting the totem above.

"Master, I'll help you!" The puppet raised its fingertips, and shot a beam of scorching red light at the door.

The charm on the door panel became shallower and thinner, and finally disappeared, and the wooden door exploded into several pieces with a "bang".

The cold breath poured out, and the tower was dark and gloomy. Ji Siwei saw at a glance that several taskers were climbing to the top of the tower along the spiral staircase in the center.

Their faces were expressionless, their movements were a little mechanical, and they seemed a little delirious.

The top of the tower was covered with a thick black mist like a dark cloud, and it was so gloomy that it was about to rain cats and dogs.

Qi Yu walked in the forefront, and was about to climb to the top, his head was almost touching the unlucky black mist.

Ji Siwei couldn't care less about finding out where Professor Wenren was, so he clapped his hands quickly and shouted, "Stop! Be sober!"

Ji Siwei thought that his yelling, like the high energy in front of him, would definitely attract their attention.

However, several taskers were obsessed with ghosts, their five senses were blocked, and they didn't respond at all.

"Little friend... go up... go up and have a look..." A deep, whispering voice sounded close to his ears, and Ji Siwei's ears felt cold, and the dark air brushed his back, and he immediately stiffened.

This reaction fell into the eyes of other "people", that is, they were stunned.

A pair of pale hands took the opportunity to stretch out from behind him and touched his eyes.

"Who is the kid?" Ji Siwei cursed in a low voice, grabbed the wrist of the ghost hand with his bare hands, and pulled it along the way: "Why are you talking to your father?"

A squat man screamed and threw himself on the ground. He was drenched, as if he had just been fished out of the sea, his body was wrapped in transparent threads, his skin was mottled reddish purple, and he smelled fishy.

Stepping on the ghost's chest with one foot, with the point of the knife pointing towards him, Ji Siwei asked repeatedly: "Who did you just say is a child?"

The ghost bared its teeth and waved its hands fiercely while struggling.

A cold light passed by, Ji Siwei raised his hand, and the blade collided with the cold light, making a sharp "clang" sound.

Only when the cold light bounced to the ground did it reveal its true face—a fishhook connected with a transparent fish silk thread.

Ji Siwei touched with two fingers, twisted out a blood mist ball the size of a glass bead, and hung it on the ghost's forehead: "You can try again."

Let alone move, the ghost can't wait to bury itself in the ground.It stared at Ji Siwei's small face, its pupils trembling.When did human cubs evolve so scary?

The little puppet nervously circled around Ji Siwei: "Master, are you injured?"

"No." Ji Siwei raised his chin towards the spiral staircase: "Little puppet, Eight-tails, you go and get those people down."

The two little guys responded and ran towards the spiral staircase.

Ji Siwei took off his tie and tied the fat ghost's hands.It is quite convenient to use the tie as a shackle every time.

The little puppet and the eight-tailed cat ran several times and forcibly took all the taskers off the ground.These people seemed to be sleepwalking, there was no trace of life in their opened eyes, with weird smiles on their faces, they wandered on the ground for a while, and then walked towards the stairs again.

Ji Siwei stood in front of the stairs and glanced at the top of the tower.

The swirling black air did not disperse, and there were faint signs of aggravation.

The fat ghost is just an errand guy, the real bad guy is up there.

Ji Siwei thought for a moment, and said, "The atmosphere here is weird, let's send people out of the tower."

Together with the two little guys, he sent the taskers out one by one.

The ghost on the top of the tower never showed up and did not intervene, perhaps because it was satisfied with killing a Qin Lin.

After rescuing the last person, Ji Siwei stood on the lawn and looked back. At some point, red spots of different sizes appeared on the white wall of the lighthouse, one after another, scattered with each other, like stairs leading to the ground.

After leaving the lighthouse, the missionaries woke up not long after.

"Why are we here?"

"I don't know, I feel a little heavy in my head..."

"Where's Qin Lin?"

They rubbed their aching heads, recalling what happened in the lighthouse.

"Qin Lin fell into the sea." Ji Siwei didn't want to say more, he took all his things and left without saying hello.

"Huya saved us again?"

"It seems so."

They finally remembered some pictures, and finally knew how to be grateful.But Ji Siwei didn't give them a chance to say thanks.

The eight-tailed cat walked beside Ji Siwei, and asked puzzledly: "You can obviously ignore them, and they are not kind people."

"I know." Ji Si was as dangerous as a mirror: "Shu'er apologized to me. I think she is worth saving. Everyone has the feeling of being unbearable."

When this happened, everyone still had the mood to paint, but no one wanted to be punished, so they managed to create an impression painting.

Very impressive, so impressive that people will never leave any impression after reading it.

Everyone thought their painting was the ugliest, and waited anxiously until night.

During the day, no professor was seen coming out of the lighthouse, but at night he appeared at the dinner table on time.

Looking at the several paintings on the ground, Professor Wen Ren frowned, not knowing which one was uglier.

It wasn't until Ji Siwei took out his painting that he succeeded in winning the "first place" and the worst place.

When the mission workers looked at Ji Siwei's painting, their eyeballs almost fell out.

"This... isn't Huya very good at painting? Why did you draw like this this time?"

"It was intentional, could it be that he sacrificed himself for others, in order to help us..."

"It makes sense."

Listening to their discussion, the eight-tailed cat shook its head: "Naive."

No matter what, Ji Siwei took tonight's punishment, and the others breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that they had saved their lives again.

After the meal, Ji Siwei returned to the room, saw the abstract crayon drawing hanging opposite the door, and showed a satisfied smile.

Lemon and Shu'er, who were also in the corridor, were even more moved when they saw his smile.

Huya is really sacrificing himself for others!His selfless and fearless character is shining!Not only do not blame them for what they did before, but they also repay their grievances with kindness again and again. What a noble sentiment this is!

Near midnight, Ji Siwei waited in front of the mirror early.

The puppet flung itself into Ji Siwei's arms, and said eagerly, "Master, is it your turn to take the puppet to play today?"

"Okay." Ji Siwei looked at the eight-tailed cat gently: "How about you keep out of the mirror tonight?"

Eight-tailed cat: "No problem."

At midnight, the mirror changes silently.

The ghost in the mirror woke up, lifted the quilt and sat up.

Ji Siwei took a look, hey, it's still the buddy from last night.

The author has something to say: Huya: Hello, we meet again

Ghost: I don't want to see you at all orz