infinite danger

Chapter 69

Maybe after fleeing on the fourth floor, the puppet bear's words made the female ghost in white feel a little guilty.

This time, she didn't run away right away.

"Senior, you are so loyal!"

The puppet bear was so moved that tears filled his eyes, and he praised sincerely.

The female ghost in white couldn't help trembling all over, and smiled stiffly at the puppet bear, truly interpreting what it means that laughing is uglier than crying.

Half of her body was hidden in the car wall, as if she would be scared to run away at any time.

At first, I thought the female ghost in white was a ruthless character, but I didn't expect her to be so timid.

It was the first time Ji Siwei saw such a grieving ghost with such a strong desire to survive.

No wonder the female ghost in white was trembling with fear, the situation in the elevator is indeed not optimistic.

The bulimia's slender body leaned into the elevator, waving his hands covered with sharp nails frantically.

Every wave affects the nerves of all "people".

The puppet bear and the female ghost in white kept hiding inside, and now only two heads and four hands were left exposed outside the car.

Ji Siwei, the only living person, had no way of hiding like they did, so he had to retreat to the innermost part of the elevator, keeping as far away as possible from the bulimia.

The life-saving talisman that was released in a hurry before was in front of him, emitting a soft yellow light.

The gluttonous hand waved in front of Ji Siwei, and the wind blowing up every time the talisman was blown back and forth.

Several times, those hook-like nails almost gouged Ji Siwei's knee.

The legs that regained their pain were aching from the wind.

The chains made loud noises following the violent movements of the glutton, echoing in the empty corridor, irritating the eardrums.

This voice is reminding Ji Siwei that if he doesn't think about other solutions, he will die.

The Undead Crossbow had no Yin energy reserves, so Ji Siwei kept pressing the small bump on the side of the Undead Crossbow to let the Undead Crossbow absorb Yin Qi again.

Small wisps of Yin Qi surged from all directions.

Most of the yin energy on this floor was swallowed up by the glutton, and the undead crossbow could only absorb thin yin energy, and it took time to fill the magazine.

"I'm so hungry...I'm so hungry..."

The glutton let out a hoarse and dull howl, his red eyes were full of greed, a large amount of saliva flowed from his fangs, and dripped on the ground along the iron mesh mask.

The puppet bear even suspects that as long as the time is long enough, the saliva from the bulimia can flood the place.

Covering the tears that kept falling from his eyes, the puppet bear choked up and said, "Senior, we won't die here... woo woo..."

"It's okay." The female ghost in white comforted him, "We've...been dead for a long time..."

"That's right... I forgot again." The puppet bear said: "If I had learned how to save ghosts from the old man like the big fat man next door, I wouldn't be reduced to this level now."

Recalling the past five years of making soy sauce on the first floor of Fanghua Building, the puppet bear shed tears of regret, and said in a babbling voice, "Huya, if I become the food of a glutton by the mouth of a ghost, you have to remember Live, after you get out alive, you must help me take a look at Shi Yun. Although I don’t know anything after the ashes are gone, but you can come to Fanghua Building and tell me after you finish reading it, which is also a sense of ritual..."

"understood."

Ji Siwei responded casually.

He was looking at the terrifying big face of the bulimia who was close at hand, and counting the talisman papers given by the flyer uncle.

There were only ten sheets left in the original thick stack.

Ji Siwei was a little worried.

We have only reached the fifth floor now, and it will be very difficult to go up.

If you turn back from here, the clue to open the third drawer will be broken.

If you go forward, you will almost die, and if you go back, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

This multiple-choice question is really difficult.

"Very hungry, very hungry!"

The glutton was tortured by hunger and became very manic. He stuck out his long tongue and scratched at the talisman floating in mid-air with his paw.

"Zi-"

The talisman paper was scratched by the long claws, and a flame ignited, burning the palm of the glutton.

A dense mist emerged from the palm, extinguishing the flame.

Black smoke curled up, and with a gluttonous laugh, he slapped Ji Siwei's head extremely quickly!

There was a sudden change and there was no time to react, so Ji Siwei casually threw out a piece of talisman: "There is no taboo!"

Before the talisman took effect, it was crushed by the glutton.

The glutton screamed excitedly, jumped up again dragging the chain, spread six fingers and pinched Ji Siwei's neck!

"Roar!"

"Meow!"

"Owner!"

"Huya be careful!"

Several voices sounded at the same time, and the scene was very chaotic.

Yin Qi pressed too close, his limbs felt cold, Ji Siwei's head was buzzing, and he could barely open his eyes.

In a daze, he saw the eight-tailed cat rushing towards the glutton like a small black cannonball, but was slapped away with a palm.

"boom!"

The eight-tailed cat bumped into the elevator car, let out a short cry of pain, fell to the ground, and let out a weak whine.

Ji Siwei felt that warm blood had just been sprinkled on his face.

It is the blood of the eight-tailed cat.

Huge palms grabbed Ji Siwei's neck, nails dug into the flesh, and blood burst out instantly.

Seeing the blood, the glutton became even more excited, and as soon as he retracted his six fingers, he was about to break the slender neck in his hand.

This was the closest Ji Siwei came to death after returning to the present world.

His throat was choked, he couldn't breathe, his bloodless face was terribly pale.

The hand holding the talisman pressed the glutton's wrist, but he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

"Let me go! Let me go!!" The puppet bear rushed to Ji Siwei's side without hesitation, waving his short, fat hands and frantically patting the glutton's arm.

The bulimia roared irritably, grabbed the puppet bear's shoulder and pressed it hard to the ground, and stomped hard on it with one foot.

Seeing this scene, Ji Siwei's pupils shrank suddenly, his bloodless lips moved, and he made a hoarse voice.

"I will protect you." Crystal tears welled up in the dark eyes, the puppet bear struggled under the glutton's feet, his body became weaker and weaker: "I'm just a ghost, it doesn't matter if I disappear. "

"I will protect you!"

"Stupid." The glutton sneered, dissatisfied with what the puppet bear said, and kicked his chubby stomach fiercely.

"Hiss..." The severe pain made the puppet bear unable to even utter a sound, and a stream of blood overflowed from its mouth.

Seeing that smear of red, Ji Siwei's heart skipped a beat, and the corners of his eyes and brows were stained with hostility.

too weak.

I am too weak.

This thought came to Ji Siwei's mind.

It sucks to watch your partner feel helpless because of their own injuries.

This kind of pain is hundreds of times more painful than the wound on the neck.

"I loved desperately when I was alive, and I never forget to wait after death." The puppet bear arched its body, hugged the thigh of the gluttonous man and dragged it outward: "The only regret is that I still haven't waited until the time comes." Yun..."

Glutton had never seen such a difficult and talkative guy before. With a sneer, he let go of Ji Siwei, held down the puppet bear's head with one hand, and violently threw it to the ground, punching the puppet bear's sunken face.

Blood gushed out continuously, and the hand of the puppet bear limply drooped.

The bulimia opened its mouth and bit the puppet bear's stomach, and the metal mask hit the puppet bear's stomach, blocking the bulimia's fangs.

After biting it several times and finding that he still couldn't eat it, the glutton stood up and walked towards Ji Siwei again, dragging the chain.

This "food" can no longer escape, and the others cannot be let go.

Clenching his exhausted hands, under the pale skin, the taut blood vessels were clearly visible. Ji Siwei looked down at the puppet bear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be in a hurry to say your last words."

Sensing Ji Siwei's change, the little puppet's eyes lit up, and the blood mist on its body gradually faded away. It just stayed quietly, without any movement.

The female ghost in white's eyes were red, and she wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by the little puppet.

The puppet bear was seriously injured, his surroundings became a little transparent, and he couldn't say anything more. He looked into Ji Siwei's eyes and opened his mouth in surprise.

If he could still move now, the puppet bear would wipe his eyes to see if the tiger teeth he saw were illusions.

Raising his face to look at the glutton walking towards him, a cold smile appeared on Ji Siwei's lips, and his dark eyes turned into a transparent scarlet at some point, making his originally gentle and jade-like face look like Shura's. generally.

The bulimia paused, feeling that the "food" had become different.

The glutton waited and saw that "Food" didn't make any movement, so he dragged the chain forward again.

This time, it is necessary to cut off the neck of "food" neatly, smash his head, tear his body, and eat it bit by bit.

Thinking of this, a lot of saliva was secreted from the fangs, Gluttony took a deep breath, and stretched out his six fingers to grab Ji Siwei's head.

Ji Siwei didn't panic, and quickly pressed the glutton's wrist, a thick red blood mist oozed from Ji Siwei's palm, wrapping the glutton's wrist tightly.

"Roar!"

The bulimia twitched his wrist in disbelief, only to find that the pale, broken hand was motionless, and what was even more frightening was that there was a sharp pain from the wrist, and the strange red blood mist was actually engulfing the bulimia's body. body.

The red blood mist climbed up the rotten and withered arm, leaving only a pale bone in its path.

The bulimic eyes showed panic, and he raised his other hand to scratch Ji Siwei's face.

Ji Siwei dodged his head sideways, pulled his right hand, and the bulimia fell forward, and was hit by Ji Siwei with his eyes.

The red blood mist crawled along Ji Siwei's fist to the glutton's face, quickly staining the glutton's entire face red, and where it passed, rotten flesh turned to white bones.

The bulimic arched his body in pain, struggling to break free from Ji Siwei's shackles, dragging his chains and running away in a panic.

The chains rubbed and collided, and the voice was flustered, which was completely different from when he appeared on the stage.

"Run?" Looking at the tall and thin figure who was swallowed by the blood mist and turned into a half-skeletal form, Ji Siwei raised his undead crossbow, his eyes were cold: "If you hurt my companion, I don't intend to let you go."

The undead crossbow was already full of yin energy, and when the trigger was moved, the undead arrow was shot out in the wind, and a larger and larger phantom penetrated the glutton's body.

The glutton fell to the ground, and before he could utter a scream, his slender body gradually became transparent.

"Eight-tailed." Putting away the undead crossbow, Ji Siwei hurriedly turned to look for the eight-tailed cat.

It was curled up on the floor with a small pool of blood under its body. After hearing Ji Siwei's call, it let out a weak "meow".

The little puppet was guarding the eight-tailed cat, and a cloud of red blood mist covered the eight-tailed cat, probably to stop its bleeding.

Ji Siwei turned around, carefully carried Eight Tails back to his lap and placed it on his lap. After checking its wounds, he turned around and reached out his hand to the puppet bear lying on the ground: "Are you okay?"

"Not very good." The puppet bear gasped in pain, and held his hand: "When the gluttony was running away, Teddy stepped on me a few times, can I be okay?"

Hearing that the puppet bear can talk so well, at least there is no danger of ghost life, Ji Siwei was a little relieved, pulled the puppet bear up, and let him rest by the elevator.

"What about you, are you okay?" The Muppet Bear asked concerned: "I'm also a ghost anyway, you're a big living person, have you been seriously injured?"

Hearing this, Ji Siwei touched his neck and looked down, but there was no blood in his palm.

Ji Siwei shook his head: "I'm fine."

This battle was full of dangers, one person, one cat and one ghost were all injured, and the atmosphere in the elevator was somewhat dignified.

After the elevator door closed again, the puppet bear adjusted its posture and took the initiative to talk about the sixth floor: "Let's talk about the sixth floor."

Ji Siwei nodded: "Okay."

"The situation on the sixth floor is more complicated." The puppet bear said: "I'm still not sure how many ghosts live on the sixth floor, because sometimes the sixth floor is crowded with people, and sometimes it is silent."