Vol 2 Chapter 811: little boy

Chapter 811 Little Boy
Seeing that Angel disappeared into the stairs down, Dulu hesitated to keep up.
However, at this moment, Dulu felt a cold wind blowing in from the door, so that he could not help but chill.
"Let's keep up." Dulu's teeth are up and down, at least following Pat, his safety should be guaranteed.
Du Lu was bored and he followed the pace of Angel.
The stairwell is black, but there is no dust in the accident, but there is a faint smell in the air, which makes Dulu very uncomfortable... He always feels that the rich syrup seems to cover some other flavors.
Da da da--
All the way down.
The fluorite glowed green, and according to the stairway that looked at the end of the eye, Dulu felt as if he was heading for a ladder to hell. Every step of the way, I feel a tremor.
"Adult, why is this basement so heavy in the basement?" Dulu looked straight ahead.
"Because..." Angelton paused and turned back.
Dulu didn't know why Anger suddenly paused and continued to ask: "What is it?"
Anger’s eyes were slightly stunned and he smiled:
Because the following was the medical room of this orphanage.

Dulu grinned, and he felt that Angel was flicking him. Imagine, which orphanage will build a medical room underground?
The two continued to walk down and walked for about a minute. Dulu hugged his arms and shivered: "How do you feel colder and colder, and there are winds blowing in all directions."
Angel said, "It’s probably a wind."
I am also fooling me. Is the wind blowing in all directions? Dulu wants to vomit, but he is now too cold to feel uncomfortable, and he doesn't want to talk about the heat in the body.
And the more down, the colder the ice. Isn't it a medical room? How do you feel like a hail?
Another chilly wind blew, blowing Dulu's back with a goose bump. In the daytime, Dulu seemed to hear a clear laugh. From the sharpness of the laughter, it seems that a child is laughing?
Dulu recalled that he had said before, the residents around him heard the laughter of the children from time to time, and moved away from the alley in order to protect themselves.
The laughter he just heard, shouldn’t it be the evil spirits that hurt people?
"Pat Master, is there really a bad spirit here?" Dulu groaned and asked again.
"Do not worry, there will be no." Angel said: "You don't believe to look back."
Dulu didn't turn the corner for a moment, and didn't understand that Angel said that there was no evil spirit, why should he turn back. His logic of thinking did not keep up, but the muscle memory subconsciously let him go back.
Then, Dulu once again had a pair of eyes.
The black lacquered eyes, without any waves of black, are like a pool of stagnant water.
Dulu took a sip of cold and wanted to scream, but the throat seemed to be frozen. He can only retreat back and forth, and finally retreat to the edge of the wall, constantly breathing heavily.
It was also at this time that Dulu felt that the lost voice was slowly coming back. He whispered and whispered: "Pat adults... there are..."
His "ghost" word has not been said, and he heard the voice of Angel.
"A normal soul without interest, which scares you?"
Dulu turned his head and looked at Anger. He saw that Angel had come to the end of the basement and leaned on a closed door and said quietly to him.
An ordinary soul without fun? Dulu touched the sentence and then looked back at the master of the eyes that had just horrified him.
It was a seven-year-old boy wearing a gray rag and a single coat, pale and calm. The black lacquered eyes do not see good and evil, only endless indifference.
His figure is illusory and vaguely transparent.
Dulu remembers that when Anger gave him the soul and undead of science, he said that the expressions of the undead are basically sinister, and the boy's soul in front of him has no color of grievances, and indeed conforms to the characteristics of the soul.
"Even if it is a soul, it is quite scary." Dulu weakly retorted.
"If I tell you, this little guy has been following you since you went downstairs. Will you feel better?" Angler squinted.
Dulu glimpsed, recalling the gust of wind when he went downstairs...
At the thought of a soul that had never been known to have been silently behind him, Dulu felt cold. It’s no wonder that when Pat’s adult turned back, he suddenly stopped and didn’t talk because he saw the soul behind him. !
Anger looked at Dulu’s face with an unrecognizable expression, and his mouth twitched. Of course, he discovered this soul long ago, but Anger noticed that the little boy’s soul has no signs of degeneration, and the power of the soul is also extremely rare. Even if you want to harm others, you will use a little trick to scare people. A young man with a temperament can hardly play any role as long as he has preparedness.
Therefore, Angel did not say so. Until Dulu suddenly asked him if he had any evil spirits, and then went to the basement door, Angel told him with a bad taste.
"Who are you, what are you doing with us?" Angel asked, staring at the little boy.
The little boy brows his head and licks his teeth, and the ghost screams.
Angel: "...What are you doing?"
The little boy slammed his hands out and made claws, and sighed again!
Super fierce!
At this time, Angel had some understanding of his actions: "You are not scary, it is called in the milk."
After a pause, Angel suddenly showed an evil smile: "The real scary, it is like this..."
For a moment, a smog will be surrounded by Anger. The next moment, Angel from a lazy uncle, instantly turned into a black lacquered undead. I can't see the looks, but the scarlet eyes are endless evil.
"Oh--" The enchanting laughter is like a demon whispering in his ear.
His feet seemed to be on the abyss, and the purple, hot, hot waves came to the surface. When he was shocked by this flame, the horrible face suddenly passed through the flame, and the mouth was full of fangs, biting toward the little boy...
Not only the little boy, Dulu was also scared by such a terrible scene. The little boy was even more uncomfortable. Originally he wanted to scare Anger away, but who knows that people are more horrible than him... He is kneeling in the same place, and his whole body is shaking.
For a while, the little boy wakes up from fear and turns to want to run. But I don't know when, there is a sudden fog behind his back, and whenever the boy wants to go through the fog, he will inexplicably return to the original place.
"Can you say it now? What are you doing with us?" Angel's voice came again.
The little boy turned his head in trembling, and the original indifferent eyes were now occupied by fear. When he looked at the previous big demon again, he found that the other person recovered his appearance. But even if he is facing humanity, he does not dare to take it lightly.
The other party must be a demon with a human skin!
"No more answers, but the devil will come to eat you at night." A slightly playful voice came from Anger's mouth.
The little boy opened his mouth at this moment, and the cold voice brought a hint of tenderness: "You can't go in again, there are... there..."
The little boy hesitated for a long time and did not say anything.
Anger glanced at the locked door behind him and said faintly: "There is a girl soul inside. She is infected with a lot of smell. I think I will kill a lot of people? But... I haven’t fallen so far, but it is interesting."
"So, are you coming to stop us from going in?" asked Angel.
The little boy didn't know how Angel knew about the situation, but he still nodded: "As soon as she wakes up, Shani will become extremely extreme. If she sees a living person, she will kill. She is comparable. I am a lot better. If you don't want to die, you'd better leave here."
After the boy finished, he suddenly remembered that Angel was a demon. What he should worry about now is Shani, not the two.
"It seems that you are not too hateful of humans?" Angel: "You should be killed by humans? If there is no accident, is the director of the orphanage killing you?"
The little boy nodded and remembered the man who had killed him. He looked a little scared: "It was Tyson Dean who killed me... but it has nothing to do with other people. To hate is to hate Dean of Desson."
Anger gave him a deep look: "If this is your real thought, then... many humans don't understand what you think."
As he spoke, Angel turned his head and put his mental hand into the keyhole. Just listening to the sound of the cymbal, the closed door reveals a gap.
"Do you really want to go in?" The little boy was worried: "Although Shani has not left here for several months, I can feel that she is inside."
Anger pushed the door open and the rich syrup taste came from inside. At the same time, a frosty chill was also diffused.
"Shannie in your mouth is indeed inside, but her condition at this time probably won't interfere with us." Anger threw a lightening technique to illuminate the black-painted door.
Dulu looked at the scene inside the door, and the pupil was scared and shrunk.
The first thing he saw was not far from the front, a little girl trapped in a strange array.
At the age of the little boy, wearing a red dress, dark eyes, watching them. When Dulu looked at her, she thought of the red doll that had scared him before. The whole person felt a hairy hair.
"She is trapped inside and can't move. So, it's impossible to threaten us." Anger took the lead and stood outside the bloodline.
"Sanny... What happened to her?" The boy flashed anxiously in his eyes. Although he was worried about Shani’s murder, he was equally worried about Shani’s safety.
Angel squatted down and looked at the circular array carved with blood. He browed: "It is not a magical energy array. The reason why it can trap her is because this blood seems to be filled with a strange energy."
"But compared to exploring the origins of this blood, I want to know who is trapping him here?"
(End of this chapter)