Chapter 75: .Yoko (5)

This cannot be true, this must be a ridiculous and illogical dream...
He's incredibly powerful, and his hidden teammates are hidden. How could he...
Why is it so dead?
Tears drowned, blurring the sight of Yuanrong's trance. He covered his face and wept bitterly again.
Only four of them are left, and the task progress is clueless. The lives of the three people did not even bring a little progress.
Damn, I should listen to Chi Shu's dissuasion, and shouldn't come in: think so, the toad man is simply a trap for them...
He was squatting on the ground desperately, desperately squatting on the ground. His thoughts were chaotic. He buried his head in his knees, curled up into a ball, and clasped him tightly.
A timid yet extremely pleasant female voice sounded softly, as if the evil spirit of misfortune attached to his ear murmured:
"Is it painful?"
"What's the use of being sad? Your friends are all dead, what are you still alive for?"
"It seems useless for you to be alive? What else do you waste air food for?"
……Do not.
It's you who's worthless, I... valuable.
Yuan Rong forcibly restrained his choking, stood up on the stove, and did not go to see the group of gentle coaxing him to sleep a few hours ago. His tears hadn't stopped, and he couldn't stop sliding from the eyelids, and walked down the cheek into the neck, cold and desperate. .
He has to go out, for his own sake, to make his teammates better.
He looked around the living room and found another clue.
There are two piles of wreckage at the entrance. The blood penetrated the old wooden floor of the porch, showing a very deep black and red. Judging from the degree of oxidation, it had been dead for more than an hour. It seems that the couple tried to go out for help, but failed.
In this way, the entire island of Shenmutian trapped in the huge mouth of the dark abyss was trapped in the isolated island between storms, leaving him alone.
Yuanrong calmed his mind and tried to make a smile: How could it be worse? Start searching the whole house.
He decided to start by entering the door, carefully bypassing the two stalls at the entrance and opening the old shoe cabinet.
The shoe cabinet is located in a dark place for a long time, and the wood is so soft that the nails can be traced. There are several pairs of high-end branded men's formal shoes in Neli. It seems to be the father of a lawyer. There are no sports shoes, and there are several pairs of women's single shoes.
Yuan Rong opened another door of the shoe cabinet, but found something interesting.
A shrine.
Yuanrong crouched down and illuminated the idol hidden in the Yinchao shoe cabinet with the flash of the mobile phone.
Is this... Auspicious days?
No, it is not. It should be her sister, dark sky.
The moment when the sight touched the four-armed majestic goddess, Yuan Rong really thought it was the auspicious day of the prototype of the Huazhiyu body, but the moment when he saw his face clearly dispelled his guess.
The face of the goddess is an old woman with wrinkles and a greasy look, just like the roaring evil spirits from Huang Quan. Her arms are twisted into an unpleasant arc, and her fingers are holding strange gestures, no matter what angle you look at, it’s not A lucky god.
The brass material is illuminated by the flash, reflecting the quiet and strange aperture.
The evil spirits overflowed with malicious and sarcastic eyes, even if they avoided the eyes for a moment, they still hovered in the heart for a long time, like the tarsal maggots sticky and disgusting.
The original volume was uncomfortable, and closed his eyes to get the idol. The idol was not stuck to the shrine. The brass material was a little heavy. He observed in turn that a yellow label was affixed to the base: In 2001, Qing Ai was born to beg for Jingtian Shrine.
If this is the idol that Yoko asked for the year he was born, the second year of high school should be around fifteen. The world is currently between 2016 and 2017, and from the perspective of wearing the weather, it should be between November and December. .
What is the use of asking an evil god? It's not good to say, not only can it not protect the healthy growth of the child, but if you are not careful, you may be caught in a disaster.
Judging from the name alone, as the name implies, even if it is unclear about the allusions of Indian Buddhism, this auspicious sister is similar to the synonym of "disaster" set by the reliance of distress, and even evil spirits are covered with a glance. Not to mention that it has been worshipped in its own shoe cabinet for 16 years.
I thought that if there was such a evil thing in my shoe cabinet, the original appearance would be uncomfortable.
Before putting it back, Yuan Rong found that the base carving was a bit strange. Too big. Looking closer, the base and the statue do not seem to be the same material. He gently touched the junction of the materials and found that the base can be twisted.
Unscrew the base and a hollow hole appears.
Sure enough, there is mystery! Yuanrong has also seen some spooky horror movies. Such evil objects often have organs and some key items are hidden. The hole was not big. He reached in with and touched a small paper bag.
The paper bag is fragile and yellowed, and it is old. It is estimated that it was hidden here when it came from the statue.
The front is sealed with a piece of triangular paper resembling a rune paper, and the letter "Hou Ru Lai Zhai" is written on the front, and the strange character outlined in the back with a wolf pen dipped in blood sand shows no meaning. The shape of the contents inside can't be felt from the outside of the paper bag, as if... silk thread or the like.
Do not do anything endlessly, the original capacity to tear the seal.
This is a small strand of hair wrapped in red silk, a bit like...fetal hair to commemorate the baby's anniversary?
Just listening to the "Ding Dong" on the task panel jumped out, frightening the tense tension.
[Hidden Mission: Fury from God]
The Shenmutian family fooled the great dark sky, they filled it with bad times, and they were unforgivable.
Help the dark sky complete the discipline.
[Mission Reward: A Gift from the Dark Sky]
It's really a dark day!
The origin of this statue of Evil God is estimated to be not small. It is highly probable that it was placed here with the knowledge of the Jintiantian and his wife. It may be related to sacrifices and sacrifices.
Moreover, judging from the information revealed by the hidden missions, the term fools and counted the gods and the woods did not complete this sacrifice.
This is interesting...Why should they sacrifice, who should the sacrifice be, and why did the sacrifice go wrong?
A more absurd conjecture came to mind.
From the beginning, Yuan Rong couldn't help but think about why people in the house would die one after another.
There is a problem with this house and it is currently determined.
But he also thought that since "Toad Man" can accurately tell the coordinates and task rewards, at least he or the people around him can successfully complete the task. Since the coordinates dare to share them, it can be used by testers with varying levels. The task is not too difficult!
But in terms of personal experience, even the invincible Odrent is ignorant of the death of Huang Quan-still that sentence, although the test will pit people, but it will not set some inexplicable content. He must have overlooked something.
Original content repeatedly looked at all unfinished tasks and noticed one thing.
Yoko is dead, and the Kamita couples are dead. Why are the two tasks of saving Yoko and punishing the Kamita couples all bright?
Could it be... they didn't die at all? Or that their death is an illusion?
The two stalls beside him were still vaguely smelling odor, reminding him of the cruel reality. But thinking divergently, this kind of thing has experienced more than once.
The cycle of Renlang Village, the cycle of Dujuan Town...... Will this Shenmutian family also have a cycle?
Originally looking towards the clock, the hour hand slowly walked towards seven. When he woke up at more than five o'clock, he subconsciously thought it was early morning, but outside the window, it was like late at night. Recalling the beginning of last night's mission, he came to the home of the Shenmutian family home, which was around seven o'clock.
Is it early morning or evening now?
He turned his head subconsciously and wanted to consult his teammates, but he suddenly realized that there was no one left in this house. He also suddenly realized how in fact he had been able to see forever after turning his head, always staring at his teammate with unknown emotion.
He has never spoken or expressed, but he knows better than anyone else, Odrent is in his heart the existence of a domination.
Thinking of this, my nose was sore, and a lot of negative emotions came up again.
Damn, what a sentimentality at this time, Yuan Rong cursed himself fiercely, he had never been like this before!
He did not know why, remembering the moment when he learned of the death of his parents many years ago, the day when he desperately sold his old house and moved to Fancheng, where the university is located, and thought of the end of the first qualification test and found that the whole world was silent. One day-it seems, not so sad.
It’s useless, quick thinking of original content anxiety: Is it early morning or evening now?
Judging from the fact that Odrent went to the kitchen to cook cereals, Od wanted to make breakfast for him. He must have noticed that he was very vigilant last night and did not drip in; from the perspective of the Shenmutians’ death at the entrance, they should also think that it was early morning , Get up early for help.
In terms of the order of death, it should be the Kanda Kuda couple first, followed by Odrent.
The three of them thought it was early morning now.
What does this mean? There was another pain in the stomach of Yuanrong. Excessive hunger made it difficult for him to concentrate on thinking. Damn, is this information important in the morning and evening? If Aude is still alive, what will Aude do?
Can't guess, can't think...
He covered his cramped stomach, and his desire for food completely swelled his thinking. His mind was only "eating... eating..." As for the vigilance of small world food, he had already left behind.
At that moment, his eyes were black, vaguely, as if he heard some sounds—
[This is all you gave me? 】
[What else do you want? 】
[What I want... is something you have given me but you don’t have...]
He pinched his thigh, forced to wake up from the auditory hallucinations, and threw the heavy and cold idol in the shoe cabinet, staggering towards the kitchen. In the road, as if hitting a warm and soft object, a sharp scream of "Meow" was issued, but he had no time to distract.
If someone turns around at this time, they will find the behind his back, randomly thrown in the tatami pool of blood, the strange and evil old woman's face seems to slowly pull the corner of her mouth.
The rich aroma of the oatmeal has dissipated, and the unburnt stove burns the bottom of the pot, giving off an unpleasant smell of burnt starch. Not to mention the blood stains and bits of meat that splashed in, and they were stained with nausea and discomfort.
Yuan Rong's only sense of reason allowed him to restrain the desire of Da Kuai Duo Yi Cereal. He worriedly walked over the blood stains on the tiles and vigorously opened the refrigerator.
The cold room was very empty. In addition to half a pack of raw cereal, there was also a milk carton. The original contents were taken out in surprise, but they were found to be empty and threw them down on the ground in anger. It seems that I haven't replenished food for a long time.
Unwilling to reconcile, he opened the frozen layer and tried to find some fast-food products.
This opening shocked Yuanrong.
The cold air overflowed into the white mist in the air, slowly spreading out, and accompanied by the cold air flowing out together, it was a very familiar, pungent, pungent odor belonging to the decay of living organisms
It swarmed maliciously and irresistibly, attacking the fragile nasal membranes and nerves of the brain that was crashing, thickly enveloping the whole space, and the small kitchen under the warm dim yellow light seemed to enter a twisted and strange parallel world at the moment. The most straightforward expression of sin from death.
Originally sticking out his trembling fingertips, Yuan Rong pulled away the first layer of the freezing layer, which was tight, stuffed with too much beyond the capacity, and the drawer stuck tightly in the middle. The original drawer was forced hard, and the entire drawer was vigorously thrown out by inertia, fell on the ground covered with blood, and made a "popping" crisp impact sound.
Large chunks of frozen meat wrapped in transparent plastic wrap fell out of their brains, stained with black and red blood.
The original contents were picked up one by one in a panic, and the chilly fingers were weak and weak, unable to control and fall again.
An oval-shaped piece of black meat "rolled" far away, slowly moving in the pool of blood, swaying an incoherent blood line on the white tiles, hitting the end of the cupboard." "Boom" stopped.
A pair of empty, long-lost focal lengths, but full of unwilling eyes of resentment, quietly looked into the original fear and trembling eyes.
"Yang...Yoko..."
Yuan Rong couldn't remember how he even rolled away from the kitchen and fell to the tatami in the living room.
The black cat was still alive, squatting at the entrance and licking his hair, as if he didn't mind the smelly, dirty blood underneath him.
He looked at the clock on the wall, his blood chilling in an instant.
Five thirty.
It was... the time he got up!
Time is stagnant. There will be no recirculation, there will be no new day, and there will be no evening dinner... he was abandoned by time at the moment of the tragic death of all the staff, he... could not get out.
The original contents lay exhausted and lay down on the ground, his eyes began to fade. He calmed down surprisingly and counted.
"One second, one second, one second..."
I don’t know how long, the rusty pulley of the paper door in the storage room, the overwhelming "squeak" screamed, and screamed again, as if someone was maliciously opening and closing the paper door, tormenting the inside of the house. Nerves.
A dull "dong" or "dong" sound came from the building, as if the naughty child was stomping on the ground, jumping up and down, vaguely haha ​​chasing and making noises, and then "what---" Something fell to the ground, everything hit The noise disappeared.
Then he heard extremely heavy footsteps.
It sounded like a "sand, sand--" sound dragged on the land by a cement bag filled with lead. This person was extremely difficult, and came to him very determinedly.
He looked up and faced a huge and weird face cast of brass.
"Snapped--"
The last thing I heard was the sound of himself being smashed to the ground and blood splashing.