infinite danger

Chapter 201 53

The little crayon boy took a step forward, with two bloody bandages hanging down his palms, his resentment was obviously heavier than before, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are not timid, you think this mirror is a place where you can come and go whenever you want. ?"

Ji Siwei scratched his fingertips and let the blood drip on the copper coins: "Whether the mirror is a place where I can come and go freely, just try it."

Seeing the dangerous red glow from the copper coin on Ji Siwei's wrist, the crayon boy immediately recalled the fear of being dominated by that weird red silk thread, and instinctively released the yin energy all over his body.

Several bandages emerged from the boy's body, making a "hissing" sound like a poisonous snake, wrapped in a cold yin energy, wrapped around Ji Siwei's limbs.

The eight-tailed cat roared and showed its sharp claws, intending to tear the bloody bandages to pieces before they hit Ji Siwei.

Ji Si quickly and accurately pinched the back of the eight-tailed cat's neck, leading it to dodge these very flexible bandages.

The attack of the blood bandage was fierce and fast. Ji Siwei took the eight-tailed cat, and his movements were a little slow. Yin Qi brushed against his arm, corroding a large part of his sleeve in an instant, leaving a circle of black lines.The bare skin was covered with goosebumps from the cold air.

"Huya, why don't you let me take the shot?" Eight-tailed cat looked at his ragged clothes, a little anxious.

Ji Siwei took it and rolled half a circle on the ground, narrowly dodging the bandages in pursuit, and explained in a hurry: "Didn't you realize that your ability is suppressed? Now you can't handle the little boy, and you will be injured."

Hearing the words, the eight-tailed cat hurriedly tried to mobilize the monster energy in its body, and sure enough, as Ji Siwei said, an inexplicable energy suppressed its ability.

The bandage missed Ji Siwei, and hit the ground firmly, cutting the ground like a cucumber, leaving a deep gully.

"I want you to pay the price!" The little crayon boy was furious, and threw out several bandages, and the bandages lifted his flesh during the operation, and a large amount of blood dripped from him, staining a large area of ​​the carpet red.

The bloody bandages were intertwined, covering almost the entire room. There was no way to hide, and the air was suffocating. Seeing that the end of the bandages almost wrapped around Ji Siwei's neck, the eight-tailed cat exclaimed: "Be careful!"

Ji Siwei reacted quickly, took the eight-tailed cat into his arms, and lifted the wrist tied with the copper coin.

The formed red silk thread was entrenched on his skin, and after smelling the Yin Qi, the speed of growth suddenly accelerated, greedily absorbing the rushing Yin Qi.

The red silk thread did not defend, directly and indiscriminately attacked the blood-colored bandages in the room, devouring them at an astonishing speed, and rushed towards the little crayon boy following the clues.

This scene is so familiar, the crayon boy recalled the pain of his soul being crushed, quickly broke the bandage, and fled to the mirror.When his hand touched the mirror, he remembered that today's authority had been used.

The red silk thread wrapped around the little boy's body silently, dragging him into the air.With fear in his eyes, he resisted desperately, but accelerated the speed at which the red silk thread ate away.

Once entangled by these red silk threads, it is immortal.The little boy felt a deep sense of despair.

Wave after wave of strong Yin Qi poured into the body, the internal organs were washed all over, and the cold air was overwhelming. Ji Siwei gritted his teeth and insisted that this time there was enough time, and he was not going to take risks like last time.

The little crayon boy's body became more and more transparent, and the yin energy in the room became thinner. The eight-tailed cat relaxed and looked around: "Huya, didn't you say this place is very interesting, why didn't I see it?"

The little crayon boy is controlled, and the world in the mirror cannot reverse time, just like the world outside the mirror.

Ji Siwei wiped off the cold sweat on his face: "Wait, an interesting scene is about to appear."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a loud noise like a building collapsing outside the house, and the eight-tailed cat was caught off guard, and was terrified all over.

The blood in the air was even worse, the entire castle was shaking, and the furniture was toppled, as if it was experiencing an earthquake.

"What's going on here?" The eight-tailed cat jumped onto the windowsill and looked out.

Several cracks appeared on the glass, and it shattered into several pieces with a "click", splashing all around, and the eight-tailed cat hurriedly avoided.

A ball of red silk gently caught it and brought it to Ji Siwei's side.

"This place is starting to collapse." Ji Siwei said, "Don't go far, just stay by my side."

Black cracks appeared out of nowhere in the air, slowly spreading outward.

The red silk threads are intertwined, weaving a circular space, protecting a person and a cat inside.

After that, the eight-tailed cat stayed inside very obediently, watching the world in the mirror collapse little by little, and then swallowed a large wave of Yin Qi, eating until its belly swelled.

After an unknown amount of time, the little empty hospital gown fell into the void, the soul of the crayon boy disappeared, the mirror was shattered, and chaotic darkness occupied everything in front of him.

The picture flickered, and Ji Siwei and the eight-tailed cat returned to the room outside the mirror, as if they had experienced a short time travel.

Before the eight-tailed cat recovered, it was thrown into its arms by the puppet.

"You are back, I miss you so much!"

This time there is no time reversal, and the puppet's memory is intact.

Ji Siwei looked behind him, his figure was clearly reflected in the mirror.

His eyes were deep red, like a ball of fire. He was wearing a shirt with ragged sleeves, and his body was covered with blood and sweat. The smell made him unbearable.Ji Siwei stretched out his hand to the eight-tailed cat, and bent his lips: "Bawei, do you want to take a bath?"

"Reject." The eight-tailed cat stepped back vigilantly.

Ji Siwei: "You know I've always been very democratic. I'll give you two choices. Option A is that I'll catch you, and we'll take a shower. Option B is that you take the initiative to take a shower with me. Which one do you choose?"

Hearing that there was a choice, the eight-tailed cat carefully considered the options, and then found that he had been tricked again, and said angrily: "Asshole, is there a difference in the results of these two options?!"

Ji Siwei was very mean: "Which one do you choose?"

The eight-tailed cat hates bathing, so he ran away: "I don't choose any of them!"

"You chose option A with your actions." Ji Siwei clasped his right hand, and a small cloud of blood mist emerged out of thin air, wrapped around the body of the eight-tailed cat, and brought it back to him with every kind of reluctance.

Ji Siwei pinched the nape of the eight-tailed cat with one hand, and supported its buttocks with the other, finally making it behave a little better.

The water in the bathtub was full of tears. It scratched the edge of the bathtub, tremblingly watching Ji Siwei wipe the puppet's face, regretting: "At the beginning, if I knew that I would take a bath often when I was with you, I would never have agreed to you. Now Just regret it, very much regret it.”

After tossing the puppet, Ji Siwei began to toss the eight-tailed cat again, rubbing bubbles on it and asking, "Can you transform into a human form? Maybe you won't be afraid of water when you become a human."

"My demonic power has been suppressed, and I can't take shape." The eight-tailed cat threw Ji Siwei a transparent bubble: "Even if I change into a human form, I still don't like it. Please pay attention to the words, I am not afraid of water, I just don't like it .”

"Okay, okay, I misused the words." Ji Siwei quickly wiped the bubbles off his shoulders: "I'm curious about what you look like in human form."

The eight-tailed cat thought for a while: "That's it, it's nothing special."

After washing up, Ji Siwei went back to his room to sleep.

The area of ​​the bloodstain on the copper coin expanded again, accounting for about three-fifths of the total area.

In two days, the dungeon mission will be completed, and he still has two chances to enter the mirror.

The next morning, Professor Wenren appeared again.

It's just that he looked a little tired, with a few white hairs pinched around his temples, and he didn't have the radiant look he had before.

The important scene of the dungeon was demolished twice by Ji Siwei. It is normal for the NPC to be a bit haggard.

"Today we are visiting the lighthouse on the coast. Before dinner, each person submits an impression color, and the content is self-drawn. The housekeeper will bring the painting materials later." Professor Wenren said: "Old rules, I will evaluate the painting, and finally The best and worst entries will be penalized and rewarded, respectively."

"Could it be that the world in the mirror has been restored so quickly this time? Or is there a hole in the lighthouse." Ji Siwei thought to himself.

After breakfast, everyone received a set of painting tools and headed to the tower under the leadership of Professor Wenren.

When wandering around the island before, Ji Siwei found the lighthouse, but he never went inside.

The tower is very tall and shaped like a chimney. The top is painted red and the bottom is painted white. It is very conspicuous without fading even in the sun and rain.

The interior of the lighthouse is hollow, and only a spiral staircase leads to the top of the tower.

Professor Wen Ren began to explain conscientiously: "The building year of this lighthouse is similar to that of the East Building, and it is still used occasionally, but there is no tower guard. There is an operation room and rest room on the top of the tower. If you are interested, you can go up there. Look, the view is very good."

The inside of the lighthouse is very damp, and the sound of dripping water can be heard faintly, as if there is a water leak somewhere.The sound of the waves outside was so loud, but it didn't cover the sound.

There was a fishy smell in the air, smelling it, Ji Siwei suddenly remembered the water ghost he met in the Fanghua Building of Yangcheng University.

The atmosphere here made him feel uncomfortable, and he was not at all interested in the scenery on the tower. He just wanted to wait until midnight, and then went to play with the crayon boy.

Ji Siwei simply asked: "Professor, can you move freely?"

"Of course." Professor Wen Ren said with a smile, "You can go wherever you want."

"Then I'll go first." Ji Siwei greeted and walked out of the lighthouse.

He hinted so clearly that none of the taskers followed him.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and when he looked back, the gate of the tower was closed.

The door was closed too urgently.

Ji Siwei frowned: "Bawei, do you smell a strange smell?"

"Yes, there are dirty things in the lighthouse." The eight-tailed cat rubbed its nose uncomfortably: "It looks like a powerful master."

Could it be that the world in the mirror has not been repaired, and the dungeon has arranged for other ghosts to save the situation?

Ji Siwei turned around and knocked on the door: "Professor, I left something inside."

There was no response, and nothing moved inside the lighthouse.

"Tick...tick..."

The sound of dripping water became clearer and clearer.

The sound seemed to come from overhead.

Ji Siwei looked up and saw a few drops of red liquid on the white wall. At first glance, he thought it was the red paint on the top that had faded.