"Whose 'boundary'?" Xiaolan blinked, "Is it Xiaohua's 'boundary'?"
"It's not like..." The Taoist priest shook his head with a serious expression, "This 'world' is very new and very small. It should be..."
"Ah sneeze!"
Xiaolan couldn't hold it back and sneezed.
The Taoist priest paused, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay..." Xiaolan shook her head, "Taoist priest, please continue."
"It should be a 'boundary' that has just been formed. Normally..."
"Ah sneeze!"
Xiaolan pinched her nose in embarrassment and waved her hand to the worried Taoist priest, "It's really okay. Maybe someone is scolding me..."
"Isn't it really cold?"
"Neither cold nor cold, how are you usually doing, Taoist priest?"
The Taoist priest insisted on taking off his coat and put it on Xiao Lan, "Usually, the stronger the obsession of the deceased, the stronger the 'world'. As time goes by, the more people the 'world' swallows, the more impact it has.
The bigger it gets.”
Xiaolan trembled, "Can the 'world' still swallow people?"
"The 'world' is formed by the will of the deceased. All the rules in the 'world' are determined by the deceased." The Taoist priest looked around, "Not all people who die with hatred and obsession are good people.
,and……"
"And what?"
The Taoist priest was a little uneasy, "And searching for too long will make the deceased lose his mind. It is not unheard of for a kind-hearted deceased to have a cruel 'world' after death."
Xiaolan obediently hung the Taoist priest's coat on her shoulders, "Then what should we do now..."
"Xiaolan, from now on, you must follow me closely," the Taoist priest grabbed Xiaolan's hand again and stared at her, "I don't know the rules of this 'world', or even who its owner is.
,This place is full of danger for us..."
"Then let's go find Xiaoyin first," the other hand pointed to the door leading to the living room, "let's meet up first and then figure out a solution."
The Taoist priest shook his head, "The person just now is not Xiaoyin."
"That is……"
"Maybe it's the puppet in the 'world'," the Taoist priest said, opening the door to the living room, "Maybe it's the master of the 'world' himself."
The door opened, and ink-like darkness appeared in front of the two of them. The weak flashlight light shone through, and only the vague outlines of tables, chairs, and furniture could be seen, without the breath of living people.
"Where are they?" Xiaolan was a little surprised.
"It seems that we are trapped in different spaces," the Taoist leader pulled Xiaolan into the dusty living room. "Let's look for clues first. We must at least understand its owner before we can think of a way to crack it."
Xiaolan held up a flashlight, while the Taoist priest kept searching with one hand.
There seemed to be something rustling behind her. Xiaolan turned around, but saw nothing in the absence of light.
"Taoist Master," Xiaolan turned her head back, "Did you smell something?"
The Taoist priest raised his head and asked, "What does it smell like?"
"It smells like blood."
The Taoist priest relaxed and shrugged, "I smelled it. I smelled it as soon as I walked in. If you feel uncomfortable, put on a mask."
"No..." Xiaolan didn't know how to describe it, and frowned in distress, "It's not the same as when we first walked in..."
At this time, the Taoist priest seemed to have found something. He took out a dozen papers from the wooden drawer and opened them one by one.
Xiaolan leaned over and asked, "What is this?"
"It looks like an account book," the Taoist priest read the words on the paper intently, "but there is no account content, only numbers."
"By the way, Taoist Master," Xiaolan suddenly remembered something, "If we are not in the same space, will we escape together?"
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "We will meet up. The scattered space cannot separate us for long, because we have Xiaoyin."
"Xiaoyin?" Xiaolan repeated in confusion, "What's the use of Xiaoyin?"
"Hmm..." The Taoist priest thought while browsing, "I want to think about how to describe it to you..."
Xiaolan nodded patiently, turned on the flashlight for the Taoist priest, and decided to do his job first before talking about other things.
The sound behind him sounded again, and it seemed to be closer than before. Xiaolan leaned toward the Taoist leader uneasily, and looked back, but there was nothing special.
"Xiaoyin has a special ability..."
The Taoist priest opened his mouth to explain. At the same time, the rustling sound just now suddenly sounded from beside Xiaolan.
Xiaolan was startled and stopped caring about lighting up the Taoist priest. She quickly raised the flashlight to shine at the source of the sound.
Turning around, the beam of light cut through the darkness, bringing out the appearance of the object in front of him.
Xiaolan choked for breath and completely lost the ability to move.
It was a bloody thing that couldn't be called a "face" at all. In just one second, it rushed to Xiao Lan's side. Blood red gradually filled the entire sight. A blood red hand covered Xiao Lan's face.
face.
The cold touch suddenly woke her up. Xiaolan wanted to scream, but she felt the bloody hand on her face suddenly exerted force, grabbing her face and dragging her forward.
Got caught!
Xiaolan wanted to grab the Taoist Master's hand, but a huge force pulled her away from it.
Taoist priest!
no!
The scream was locked in his throat, Xiaolan lost the last bit of contact with the Taoist priest, and was dragged away by bloody hands grabbing his face.
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Nothing can be seen or heard.
Bloody hands covered Xiaolan's sight, and everything was blood red.
Xiaolan felt that she was still being dragged, and there was only the pungent smell of blood and red spots all around.
Suddenly, the bloody hand disappeared.
Before Xiaolan could open her eyes, her feet were empty and she fell down.
water.
It's water.
The cold and soft texture surrounded her. Xiaolan knew that she had fallen into the water, struggled to open her eyes, and tried to swim up.
There was blood red in front of my eyes.
The fishy smell, the cold and sticky touch, and the blood-red color.
This is not water.
This is blood.
Xiaolan fell into a pool of cold blood.
Panic instantly swept over Xiaolan. She couldn't breathe, couldn't see the exit, and didn't know where she was.
Don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
Swim up, swim up.
Xiaolan swam hard, and her last breath was stuck in her throat. Xiaolan felt that her eyes had become blood red.
If you don't see the end point, you may have to...
My eyes gradually became distracted, this familiar feeling...
It seems like this is not the first time...
Suddenly, the blood-red color in front of his eyes became thinner, and Xiaolan's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly widened.
Through the gradually transparent blood-red, Xiaolan saw the darkness at the end.
With her limbs filled with strength again, Xiaolan used her last breath to push hard.
Come to life!
Xiaolan took a big breath, smiled as if she had escaped from a disaster, shook her head, and opened her eyes.
The smile solidified on his face.
The pool of blood that he had just escaped from was gone.
Xiaolan was lying on the ground, with white paper scattered under her body. The white paper was no longer flat in the humid environment and was full of wrinkles.
There is darkness above. This darkness is different from the darkness at night, like a black cloth covering the top of the line of sight.
The darkness moved and gradually moved away.
Xiaolan lay on the ground and slowly saw the true appearance of this darkness.
The body became cold for a second. This chapter has been completed!