infinite danger

Chapter 112 Do you want to stimulate one?

The "heroine" ignored the obstruction of the ghost boy, and took two steps forward on the small wedge heel leather shoes.

Seeing that his arm was about to touch her body, the ghost boy was forced to take a few steps back, and said in a bad tone, "Don't come here."

The "heroine" glanced at him lightly, then turned to Ji Siwei, with deep affection in his eyes: "Every word I said to you is serious, of course it counts."

As an ancient ghost, the ghost boy couldn't understand her "open" style, so he couldn't help but "hum".

Ji Siwei heard this kind of words a lot, and with a certain degree of immunity, he calmed down a lot, and said to her with a smile: "Please lead the way."

Tilting her head slightly, the "heroine" blinked her eyes, her tone seemed to be coquettish:

"Why are you so anxious, this is the largest and most popular amusement park in Yangcheng. It's rare that you are willing to come and accompany me. Let's play around first, and then go find the cabinet, okay?"

Still with a warm smile on his face, Ji Siwei said unhurriedly: "I have confirmed the location of the cabinet, so I can play with you without distraction."

The "heroine" straightened her head stiffly, her eyes rolled slowly, as if she was thinking seriously about Ji Siwei's words.

"You're right, then come with me."

The "heroine" seemed to only see Ji Siwei in her eyes, her gray eyes were fixed on his face, and she reached out her hand as she walked towards him, as if trying to hold Ji Siwei's arm.

The ossified palm has grown new flesh.

A silver needle flew out from the ghost boy's sleeve, shot at the eyeball of the "heroine" in a flash, and stopped less than one centimeter away from her eyeball.

So close that as long as she blinks, the eyelashes can reach the tip of the silver needle.

A breath-taking yin qi emanated from the silver needle, and a few drops of cold sweat fell from the "heroine"'s forehead.

The seven souls and six souls were temporarily intimidated by this force, and she had no doubt that if she took another step forward, the silver needle would pierce her eyes.

"I told you not to come near him."

The ghost boy said in a deep voice.

The little puppet floated beside the ghost boy calmly, blocking the "heroine" from looking at Ji Siwei.

The woman's gaze made him feel uncomfortable, or he could just burn her into a ball of yin and swallow her in one gulp.

The "heroine" didn't know what the little puppet was thinking, but felt that the killing intent on it was fluctuating violently, and its evil spirit was even worse than that of the ghost boy.

The black cat lying in Ji Siwei's arms doesn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp either.

Frowning, the "heroine" bit the bullet and didn't back down, and didn't dare to move her eyes randomly.

"Didn't I let you come alone? Why did you bring these light bulbs with you?"

The tone is a bit dissatisfied, like a girl who is angry with her boyfriend on a date.

It can be seen that she is now completely trapped in her illusion.

"It's not appropriate to describe them with light bulbs. After all, we are not a couple. To take a step back, they are not human. I did come alone."

Ji Siwei broke her fantasy without psychological pressure.

The ghost boy is very curious: "Huya, what do you mean by light bulbs?"

Ji Siwei: "It refers to the light-emitting device of an incandescent lamp."

Regardless of the burning pain, the "heroine" took advantage of the distraction of the ghost boy, raised her hand to grab the silver needle hanging in front of her eyes, and threw it out as quickly as possible.

Coincidentally, the silver needle happened to be nailed into the central axis of the merry-go-round horse again, and the two entangled forces impacted the already fragile load-bearing column.

The originally flickering lights went out from top to bottom.

"Snapped!"

The cracks in the central axis spread wider and wider, and the merry-go-round was still spinning in a weird and eerie melody, making a toothsome metal crashing sound, and the top was crumbling.

"Little puppet, brother Nalan, retreat quickly, this place is about to collapse." Ji Siwei made a decisive decision and put the eight-tailed cat on his shoulder: "Eight-tailed cat, hold me tight."

"En!" The eight-tailed cat grabbed Ji Siwei's shoulders tightly, retracted its paws, and tried not to scratch him.

After a few quick steps, he jumped over the railing and ran towards the open square.

The ghost boy and the puppet disappeared in place.

There was a loud noise from behind, the central axis was split in two, the huge carousel suddenly collapsed, and the entire second floor collapsed.

The ceramic merry-go-rounds were shattered, the stained-glass decorations shattered, and all sorts of shards were scattered here and there.

If he ran slower, Ji Siwei would inevitably be scratched by these debris.

Ji Siwei stopped and looked back.

The dust was flying, and the "heroine" was suspended above the ruins, her long hair was blown by the wind, she clenched her fists, and her eyes had complicated emotions.

Nostalgia, regret, unwillingness...

"Owner."

The little puppet came over pushing the wheelchair that was stored by the "staff" before playing on the carousel.

Ji Siwei had already forgotten about the wheelchair, if the puppet hadn't pushed it away, it would have been buried under the rubble just now.

After rubbing its head, Ji Siwei boasted happily: "The little puppet is really careful."

A gust of wind suddenly blew up behind his head, and a figure appeared silently behind him.

Chilling down his back, Ji Siwei turned his head and saw a face covered with yellow talisman paper.

"Huya, why did that woman say I was a light bulb?"

The talisman paper on the ghost boy's face seemed to be full of doubts.

It seems that he is not only very curious, but also likes to get to the bottom of it.

Suddenly, a piece of glass shards fell from the sky, carrying a fierce wind and attacking the ghost boy.

The ghost boy and Ji Siwei avoided sideways at the same time, and the glass shards flew a few meters away from the marble floor, leaving a deep mark.

Looking up, the "heroine" was standing not far away, with a gloomy expression on her face.

"The light bulb refers to you, unsophisticated, getting in the way when we're dating."

The ghost boy was shocked when he heard this: "Huya, are you dating her?"

"Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with her."

After Ji Siwei explained, he always felt something strange.

"Woooooo...I'm already pregnant with your child, yet you still don't recognize our relationship..."

The "heroine" clutched her stomach, her aggression disappeared, and she looked a little weak: "I'm so pitiful, what should I do with my unborn child?"

The ghost boy walked up to Ji Siwei: "Huya, how do you explain?"

Looking at the tearful eyes of the "heroine", Ji Siwei felt mixed feelings. The hero was driven to a dead end by her rhetoric, right?

Did a lot of people ask him to explain?

He obviously did nothing wrong, but in the end he was attacked by gossip, and in the end he was even haunted by ghosts, and died in depression.

If it is mentioned again, it is just a supporting role in urban ghost stories.

"It can be explained." Ji Siwei raised his eyes to look at the ghost boy: "She has paranoia, the person she likes is not me, but she just passed on her unwillingness to me. She is not pregnant at all, everything is her fantasy."

Ji Siwei's original plan was to stabilize the "heroine" first, let her lead the way to find the drawer, and then find a way to enter the instance.

At that time, ask the ghost boy to help him guard the drawer, and finish the work after completing the task.

But now the "heroine" has a delusional attack, and he successfully uses his acting skills to make the ghost boy think that he is a heartless person.

If you don't explain clearly, with the character of the ghost boy, even if you break the contract, you won't help him.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish"

The "heroine" cried heartbreakingly.

Ji Siwei had a headache.

How could a good horror movie turn into an eight o'clock show?

Ji Siwei patted the ghost boy's shoulder and whispered, "Brother Nalan, feel it carefully, she must not have the breath of a fetus."

The ghost boy heard the words and observed intently, but he really didn't feel it: "This..."

Ji Siwei gave him a look and told him not to speak.

Still haven't found the drawer, Ji Siwei didn't want to stimulate her too much.

"Stop crying, okay? What's your name?" Ji Siwei asked softly, "I don't know your name yet."

Ji Siwei's voice pulled the "heroine" out of the illusion, and her mood stabilized a lot.

"My name is You Tingting." The crying stopped and turned into sobbing from time to time: "For so long, you are the person I have met most like him, as gentle, as clean and handsome."

Ji Siwei asked gently: "Tingting, can you take me to see that cabinet now?"

You Tingting wiped away tears, doubts arose in his heart: "Why are you so persistent in looking at that cabinet? Does it have any special meaning to you?"

Ji Siwei replied: "I'm going there to get something, and I'll play with you after I get it."

Rolling his eyes, You Tingting said: "I've changed my mind, you play a game with me first, and I'll take you to find the cabinet after playing."

Ji Siwei agreed very simply.

You Tingting burst into laughter and became excited: "What do you want to play? A big pendulum or a roller coaster?"

Ji Siwei rolled his eyes and pointed to an item next to him: "Choose the nearest one, let's go with it."

Looking at the rows of cute bumper cars, the expression on You Tingting's face froze: "..."

The eight-tailed cat lightly landed on the wheelchair and adjusted a comfortable posture. The puppet stood on the back of the wheelchair, kicked the little foot, and the wheelchair moved forward automatically.

"Let's go."

Ji Siwei walked briskly towards the venue where the bumper cars were.

The disappeared tourists reappeared, and the farther you went, the more pedestrians there were.

There was a lot of voices and excitement, but no one cared about the collapse of the carousel, as if it was originally a ruin.

There are relatively few people playing bumper cars, and they are relatively young, so they don't even have to wait in line.

The staff asked Ji Siwei enthusiastically: "Do you want to play bumper cars? How about choosing this red one? It's cool and domineering, and it especially suits your temperament!"

"This is more suitable for my friend's temperament." Ji Siwei pushed the ghost boy out: "Brother Nalan, do you want to stimulate it?"

"What is this?"

Before the ghost boy had time to ask, the staff had already opened the door of the gate and guided him into that cool red bumper car.

Put him in a seat belt yourself and teach him how to steer.

"I see."

As soon as the ghost boy turned the steering wheel and rushed out, he was immediately besieged by several elementary school players on the field.

Survive between the cracks.

It was really exciting.

Soon, Ji Siwei and You Tingting each drove a bumper car and entered the venue.

As soon as he entered it, Ji Siwei keenly felt that the place was very cloudy, and it was by no means as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.