Is there a rustling sound behind me?!
Little Sam shuddered, thinking of a bad situation.
Could it be that...the ghost of the farmer is behind him?
He turned his head tremblingly.
There was nothing behind him, only the desk was shaking slightly, making a crisp sound of "crunching" wood hitting the floor.
I lowered my head and saw that a footrest under the corner of the table had been knocked open.
The desk in this house is an old object. It is said that it has been used for decades. It has been there when little Sam's mother was still alive. Because it is often waxed, the appearance still looks complete; but there are some things near the castle.
Lake, humid air penetrates into the desk day after day. Its core has become somewhat moist and easy to corrode, and one of the desk corners is missing, causing it to shake all year round. After little Sam moved in, in order not to affect his daily reading,
So I put a paper foot pad under the corner of the table to maintain balance.
Now, the foot pad has been knocked to the side. It seems that he hit it when he tripped just now.
Because of the lack of foot pads and his collision, the weird rustling sound just now was heard.
Little Sam looked at the shaking desk and breathed a sigh of relief. He had mistakenly thought that the ghost of the farmer was behind it.
Speaking of the ghost of the farmer, little Sam couldn't help but turn around and look in the direction of the window. But at this time, there was no shadow reflected on the window, let alone a human face.
Perhaps he was too tired from reading and had hallucinations?
Little Sam shook his head and stood up. He looked around cautiously and saw nothing unusual. Thinking that the people from the previous knights and Wizard Drew had come in to check, and they all said there was no problem in the room, Little Sam felt that there was no problem in the room.
I secretly thought that maybe I was really overthinking.
Because of the previous fall, his ankle seemed to be twisted. Little Sam staggered to the chair behind the table and sat down.
After rubbing his painful ankle, little Sam looked at the "Soul Notes" that had been blown open by the wind on the table.
Just now he took a surprised look and saw the illustrations in the book, and remembered that the ghostly scarlet eyes appeared in the floor-length mirror.
This is somewhat similar to what he experienced just now.
He also saw ghost images on the mirror-like glass.
Little Sam looked at the explanation next to the illustration and read it subconsciously: "Special Undead... Mirror Grudge..."
Just when little Sam said the word "mirror resentment", he felt that his surroundings seemed to become a little colder.
"It has a special ability to intervene and can directly affect the material world through mirrors."
"The mirror is both its hiding place and its transfer path. You can use the mirror to make a special space jump."
"The best prevention method is to cover all mirrors with cloth and take them away..."
Gudu, little Sam swallowed his saliva. When he saw this, he suddenly thought of the scene he saw in the hall downstairs before. Drew led the knights to Xinghu Castle to search for mirrors and put the mirrors
They were covered with flannel and taken out of Xinghu Castle. This was so similar to the situation described in the book. Could it be that the behavior of the Knights was to prevent mirror resentment?
"If you have seen Jingyuan, you should be careful. He may be hiding around you, maybe behind you, or above your head..."
The whole body feels even colder. I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it's really getting colder.
"Maybe behind your back, or above your head."
Looking at the layout of the words, little Sam swallowed dryly and slowly turned his head. There was silence behind him; he raised his head again and looked at the ceiling, which was also peaceful.
"It seems that I am really too sensitive." Little Sam breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he could finish breathing, he felt a colder and more biting sinister breath coming from under his feet. At the same time, his ankles placed under the table seemed to be grasped by a pair of hands.
Little Sam paused and looked down.
But I saw a shadow silhouette appearing under the tabletop. When little Sam looked over, the shadow silhouette raised its head.
Scarlet eyes, evil face, strange rough breathing...
The scene in front of him was so frightening that little Sam's heart seemed to stop beating for a few seconds, and then the reversal broke out, and the thumping heartbeat jumped straight into his ears.
Little Sam was no longer calm.
In other words, anyone who sees a scary face suddenly appear under the table will not be calm.
Not to mention, this grimace is that of a farmer!
The ghost of the farmer has not disappeared. The ghost he saw on the window just now was not an illusion. Everything happened really. However, he did not notice at the time that the ghost of the farmer had actually left the window and entered the room.
house!
Although little Sam's heart was beating fast, he had experienced ghosts after all, and had once dealt with the undead Lady Silla who turned into a spider.
Even though his face turned pale with fright, he still immediately acted to defend and escape.
But when little Sam just kicked off the chair and wanted to run back, a huge force pulled him back from his ankle.
But it was the ghost of the farmer who grabbed his ankle.
His ankle was already sprained, and now it was pulled back in a targeted manner. Little Sam could no longer maintain his balance and sat back on the chair again.
Although his ankles were shackled, little Sam was not one to sit still and wait for death. The more he was at this moment, the less he could panic. He forced himself to ignore all external factors and think about how to deal with the current situation.
The speed of thinking surpasses everything.
Maybe it's subconscious thinking, or maybe it's a decision and then action.
Little Sam made a new response in less than a second.
When fighting the undead spider, Mrs. Silla could use her own blood to attack because she was a relative of his. However, the ghost farmer was not related to him, so this move was useless. Therefore, Xiao
What Sam did was to pick up the oil lamp directly on the table, uncover the lampshade, and throw it at the undead at his feet.
Flame can also be regarded as a violent surge of energy. The collision of energy may not necessarily cause harm to the undead, but little Sam never thought of relying on the fire in the oil lamp to cause harm to the undead. All he needed was a moment of opportunity.
.
Time to escape.
Little Sam knew that he was far from an opponent of the undead, let alone the existence of this kind of suspected special undead. Escape was obviously the best way, because Wizard Drew and a large number of people from the Knights were outside.
Little Sam's response was very decisive and timely.
When the flames touched the dark hands of the farmer's ghost, the hand holding his ankle visibly shrank.
It was this moment of contraction that gave little Sam the opportunity to leave. He used his good other foot to kick the table hard, and with the help of the reaction force, he jumped several meters away.
After rolling on the ground, little Sam didn't look back at the situation behind him. He endured the pain in his ankle and rushed towards the corridor door.
When little Sam touched the lock of the door, a second had passed.
With a twist, the lock is immediately opened.
Looking at the crack of the door being pushed open, hope arose in little Sam's heart.
"There is an undead attack!", "Help!" Little Sam pushed open the door without hesitation and shouted loudly at the same time.
But what he didn't expect was that when the door opened, what he saw was not the familiar corridor, but a room... This room was exactly his room.
He could even see the overturned chair and the crooked tabletop in the room in front of him. They were the ones he knocked over when he jumped.
But in front of you is your own room, and behind you is your own room.
So where is he now?
Little Sam was confused for a moment. He turned his head hesitantly and looked at the room behind him, which was exactly the same as the room in front of him.
It's like two different mirror spaces.
The ghost of the farmer slowly crawled out from the crooked tabletop with a strange and anti-human gesture.
The rooms in the front and back all have this scene.
"Even two undead appeared?!" Little Sam was shocked. Could it be an illusion?
Little Sam couldn't care less. If one of the two rooms was an illusion, he believed it must be the room in front of him. He bit the bullet and rushed straight ahead.
However, when he rushed forward for a certain distance, he clearly felt that everything around him seemed to be real.
Whether it was the knocked over chairs, the walls on both sides, or the touch of other surrounding furniture, there was no illusion at all.
Even the eerie aura emanating from the ghost of the farmer right in front was exactly the same as reality.
Was his choice wrong?
To be continued...