infinite danger

Chapter 191 It's too late to go now

After lunch, Professor Wen Ren did not assign any more learning tasks, but took them out of the castle and took a walk on the island.

It was a sunny day, with the fresh sea breeze blowing in, bathed in the mild sunshine, walking on the lush grass, watching the clear sea water lapping the coast, and seagulls with white wings flying across the sky...

They briefly forgot that this place was a copy of horror and danger, and the fear and depression in their hearts were swept away, and they even had a feeling of being far away from the hustle and bustle, and the years are quiet.

However, when night fell and they had to return to the castle, this short-lived happiness quickly disappeared.

What to face is still to be faced.

The sea breeze became cold and humid, and the castle under the night looked like a monster with its mouth open waiting for its prey.

They had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the monster's abdominal cavity.

The housekeeper had already prepared a table full of sumptuous food, and the restaurant was filled with different aromas. Unfortunately, all the taskers were only thinking about the dangers they might face at night, and they had no appetite at all.

Only Ji Siwei's appetite was not affected at all, it tasted delicious.

Shu'er couldn't eat any more after eating a little, so she put down the tableware, leaned into Qin Lin's ear, and whispered, "Look at the time, crayon drawings are about to appear again, who do you think will be chosen tonight?"

The relationship between these taskers is very delicate. They don't trust each other, but they don't tear each other apart.

Shu'er and Qin Lin have never had any major conflicts, and they act together every time.

Qin Lin replied in a low voice: "I don't think it's me. It might be one of the two who fought today, or it might be Huya. Why don't we go and have a look."

Several taskers who sat closer reached a consensus and stood up one after another. They quietly glanced at Ji Siwei several times, but did not extend an invitation to him.

What they didn't know was that Ji Siwei's hearing was sharper than ordinary people's and he could hear their conversations clearly.

"Why are you going?" The man in the black hat had thick gauze tied on his arm, but his condition has recovered a lot. He knows that other people have important clues that are hiding from him, so he is very sensitive to their words and deeds.

"Go for a walk, digest food."

"Yes, yes, just walk around."

"We'll just take a walk in the castle, nothing else."

The performance of the man in the black hat in the east building is really impressive. His malice is the most malicious among all people. The other questers are a little wary of him and refuse to tell the truth.

The man in the black hat naturally didn't believe it, but he just sneered, didn't say anything, and didn't follow up ignorantly.

He is alone and weak, and there is no other way.

After the missionaries left, only Ji Siwei, the man in the black hat, and the more seriously injured veteran were left at the dinner table. The atmosphere was a bit strange.

The man in the black hat wanted to discuss it with someone. After looking at Ji Siwei, he decisively turned his head to look at the veteran: "Hey, tell me, what did they do?"

"How do I know? If you want to know, follow along." The old hand was still holding grudges, and his tone was very bad.

The man in the black hat held his breath in his chest and almost quarreled with him again.

The missionaries who left soon came back, whispering to each other while peeking at Ji Siwei with strange eyes.

Shu'er opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something to Ji Siwei, Qin Lin pulled her sleeve quickly, she bit her lower lip, but finally said nothing.

Judging from their reactions, Ji Siwei could already guess a general idea.

He finished his meal slowly and went upstairs.

Unsurprisingly, I saw an abstract crayon drawing on the wall facing the door.

There were still two red crayons on the carpet, as if the graffiti had just left.

Ji Siwei was not surprised that there was such a commotion in the east building and it was reasonable to be targeted.

The other taskers quietly went back to their rooms and locked the doors, and no one offered to help.

Even Qin Lin, whose life was saved by Ji Siwei, didn't show any signs.

In the past two days, Ji Siwei has seen the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

The teammates of this instance are the most realistic among the instances he has experienced.

Ji Siwei didn't care, he was accompanied by a puppet and an eight-tailed cat, and he was not alone, and he didn't need to hug other people's thighs.

After washing up as usual, he didn't even turn off the light, and sat on the sofa with a book to read.

Sit back and wait for the ghost to "come by".

As soon as midnight arrived, the soft footsteps of the little boy sounded in the corridor on time.

If being scary is a job for ghosts, they're pretty dedicated.

Not only do I go to work on time, but I never miss work.

"One, one, one..."

The little boy's whining voice came from outside the door, which was a signal that the ghost in the mirror was about to wake up.

Ji Siwei put the book away, stretched, and walked slowly to the mirror.

The desk lamp in the room flickered several times and almost went out.

The curtains moved automatically without wind, and Ji Siwei felt a bit of coolness.

In the mirror, the figures of him, the puppet and the eight-tailed cat seemed to be erased by an invisible hand, and the scene changed silently, just like tearing off the colored film on the mirror to reveal the plain second layer .

Ji Siwei looked at the ward in the mirror without blinking, and saw the ghost on the bed sitting up, throwing off the quilt, with a ferocious smile on his face, walking towards Ji Siwei step by step.

"You can go out again today...hehe..."

It can be seen that the ghost is happy from the bottom of his heart.

Ji Siwei didn't take a step back, until the ghost stretched his hand out of the mirror, he raised his face and smiled at it softly.

He raised his hands behind his back, revealing the sharp black fruit knife in his hands.

A monstrous mist of blood lingered on the tip of the knife, exuding a scorching and fierce aura.

The smile on his face stretched out, a playful little canine protruded from his lips, making this flamboyant face a bit more cunning, Ji Siwei said lightly, "It's still too late to go back now."

The boy in front of him looked as cute as a porcelain doll, but his eyes were very dangerous.

The puppet and black cat following him are even more frightening to "man".

The ghost stretched out the hand outside the mirror and froze, in a dilemma, a trace of grievance appeared on its hideous face.

Last night, it managed to get the chance to go out, but it somehow entered the mirror again. After studying with another ghost for a long time, it failed to find a solution, wasting the hard-earned opportunity in vain.

When it washed his face with tears and thought that he would never have another chance to appear outside the camera, his superiors gave him another chance...but the current situation is very bad.

Why are there always stumbling blocks on the road to freedom?

The ghost's little head was running crazily, and it hadn't figured out what to do yet.

"Stumbling block" Ji Siwei tilted his head, and kindly reminded: "Aren't you going in?"

The ghost's expression became more ferocious, and its eyes were full of blood. Just when Ji Siwei thought it was about to stand up and resist, it suddenly rushed out of the mirror with all its strength, and rushed towards the door without looking back.

A ray of cold wind lifted Ji Siwei's hair, and he looked at the ghost suspiciously.

What trick is this?

I saw the ghost, who was much taller than him, curled up its overly long limbs, leaning against the door, looking at him sadly with bloodshot eyes, with grievances overflowing the eye sockets.

The "rustling" sound outside the door stopped abruptly, and the little boy stopped graffiti and made a puzzled voice: "Huh?"

Ji Siwei also didn't understand what kind of trick this was, so he walked towards the ghost with a knife in his hand, intending to ask for clarification.

The ghost looked at the sharp blade of the black knife, its eyeballs almost fell out of its sockets, waved its skinny palms in a panic, slammed its head backwards, passed through the door panel, and disappeared.

Actually escaped.

Ji Siwei stopped and blinked at the puppet: "Am I that scary?"

As Ji Siwei's number one fan, the little puppet immediately waved his little hand: "Master! Super cute!"

Ji Siwei took a breath, touched the puppet's head, and said in a persuasive manner, "To describe a boy, don't say cute, but handsome."

The little puppet is as good as he is good: "Master! Super handsome boy!"

Ji Siwei: "..." There seems to be nothing wrong?

Ji Siwei walked to the door and listened carefully.

He heard nothing but whimpering wind.

Both the boy and the ghost left.

It should be safe in the second half of the night, Ji Siwei rubbed his eyes, hugged the eight-tailed cat and the puppet into the bed, and turned off the lights to sleep.

After a sleepless night, when Ji Siwei opened the door in the morning, the red crayon drawing on the wall had turned into an oil painting of figures.

When Ji Siwei appeared in the restaurant, the taskers were a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, they found it reasonable.

He seems to be omnipotent and doesn't die easily.

Shu'er turned pale, and greeted him with some embarrassment: "Huya, good morning, did you sleep well last night?"

She was originally the closest to Ji Siwei among all the people, but after the incident in the East Building, she gradually became estranged.

Ji Siwei spread jam on the toast, and responded coldly and politely: "Very good."

Shu'er stopped talking and sat down awkwardly. She regretted staying away from Huya with the others, but there was no turning back now.

The man in the black hat was the last person to arrive at the restaurant. His face was haggard, and there were two thick blues under his eyes. As soon as he sat down, he started to gobble up, and said in his mouth, "I'm so hungry...so hungry..."

Shu'er was startled by his surprise, frowned and said, "Slow down, there's no one here to grab you."

The man in the black hat ignored her, and buried himself in sweeping the food on the table, as if he hadn't eaten for many years.

"Everyone, good morning." Professor Wen Ren walked into the restaurant, took off his hat and handed it to the waiter, and said softly, "I'm sorry to disturb your meal. I need your help with something today."

Professor Wen Ren took out a photo from his pocket and showed it to them: "This is a beloved item of the owner of the castle. It should be in a corner of the castle. I hope you can find it. The first person to find it, You can get the blessing of the owner of the castle."

Inside the photo, is a faded crayon box.

Seeing it, everyone invariably thought of the little crayon boy who would appear in the corridor every late night.

After Professor Wenren left, the taskers began to discuss this matter.

Qin Lin said, "Are we going to look for it? I feel that the crayon box is very ominous."

"The professor said that the person who finds the crayon box first can get the blessing of the owner of the castle. What if it's a card to avoid death?" Shu'er said, "I think we can look for it."

They really wanted to ask Ji Siwei's opinion, but no one dared to ask, they only dared to cast their eyes on him secretly.

"Let's look for it." The man in the black hat lowered the brim of his hat, buried his face in the shadows, and said in a hoarse voice, "Maybe there are surprises?"