Baomu clung to the wall, moving inch by inch in the dark corridor.
The smell of blood is everywhere.
But it doesn't matter.
Because the more exciting thing is yet to come.
Suddenly there was a crisp sound in the front room.
Baomu subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but his reason stopped him and told him, the person you are looking for is right there, are you happy?
Baomu raised the mop for self-defense and moved it to the back door.
He closed his eyes and began to mobilize himself.
Baomu, don't be afraid, this is not the first time you have encountered this kind of thing. If you can't face it, what are you going to do...
"Bang!"
The door was kicked open.
Of course, it wasn't Baomu who did it.
Baomu stared blankly at the man covered in blood for a long time before he stood up the mop.
"You...what are you going to do?"
A ferocious smile appeared on Zhao Baihuan's gloomy face, and she weighed the hammer in her hand.
He took a step forward.
"I'm warning you not to mess with me!" Baomu took a step back, but his words were very harsh, "Surrender obediently! Otherwise I will..."
"Otherwise, what are you going to do?" Zhao Baihuan's voice was low and hoarse. He smiled slyly and approached Baomu, "Do you want to kill me? Just use this?"
He lowered his eyebrows and glanced contemptuously at the trembling mop rod.
Baomu tried to calm down. He stopped retreating, puffed out his chest, and showed a look of contempt.
"What's wrong? Do you think you can defeat me with a hammer?" Baomu made the most arrogant voice in his life to this day, "Hmph, let me tell you, even if the weapons I use are worse than yours, I can still subdue you.
you!"
Zhao Baihuan stamped his feet and snorted coldly, "Little lamb, you don't think you can run away if you change your weapons, do you?"
Little lamb?!
vomit!
Although Baomu was a little nauseous, he was ecstatic in his heart.
"How about we swap and give it a try?" Baomu felt that this moment must be the highlight of his acting skills.
"Do you think I'm a fool?" Zhao Baihuan raised the hammer in his hand, "This kind of trick, hehe, you just wait to die...ah!..."
The mop pole was picked up, and the other end was swung violently into Zhao Baihuan's hand holding the hammer. His joints hurt and his palms were instantly numb.
The hammer fell to the ground with a clang.
Before Baomu had time to marvel at how he dared to use such a move, he swung his stick again and stabbed Zhao Baihuan in the stomach.
Zhao Baihuan held her stomach and took two steps back.
"you!--"
Baomu threw away his stick, took a big lunge, picked up the hammer, turned around and ran away.
Oh my God, what did I just do...
Heavy footsteps followed, Baomu gritted his teeth and ran with all his strength.
Fortunately, I usually have weak fighting ability, so I have developed excellent escape skills.
Baomu didn't dare to look back at all and ran straight to the school gate in one breath.
He bared his teeth and rushed out the door.
Turn back.
Zhao Baihuan was like a rooster with red eyes, pounced on him, and disappeared the moment he crossed the threshold.
Baomu then collapsed to the ground.
Fortunately, Zhao Baihuan couldn't get out of this door.
He has probably returned to the refresh point, which is the classroom where he first appeared.
Bao Mu gasped and stood up, staring down at the hammer in his hand.
If my estimate is correct, this hammer will be the key to unlocking the next level.
Baomu glanced into the building with lingering fear, turned around and left.
***
Zhao Qianle was sitting on the balcony, holding his knees with his hands, shutting himself up.
The fool stood aside and stared at him with his knife, rope, medicine bottle, and a bunch of odds and ends in his pocket.
But this is not the way to go.
"Why don't you let me enlighten you?" The fool put one hand on the wall and leaned his upper body towards Zhao Qianle, "You see you are young, what is there to think about? Why don't you tell me your story?
, let’s compete to see who is worse off.”
Zhao Qianle glanced at him and leaned towards the window.
"Did you look at my smiling face and think that I really live a happy life?" The fool retracted his hand, hugged it in front of him, and looked far away, "Have you ever thought about why you met me... In other words,
Why do you think I am obsessed with this kind of thing?"
Zhao Qianle seemed to be a little interested, at least his eyes were not so desperate.
The fool continued, "I know that your mother was abducted and came to Fengwu, and I also know that you lost your mother when you were very young, but to be honest..."
The fool smiled slightly and said, "Compared to me, these are actually... nothing."
Zhao Qianle looked at the fool.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Do I need to joke about this kind of thing?" The fool spread his hands, "How about this, you say one thing, I say another thing, and we exchange, okay?"
Zhao Qianle looked at the fool.
The fool looked innocent and said, "How about I tell you first."
Zhao Qianle hesitated and nodded.
"You don't have a father and a mother, and neither do I." Although the fool was smiling, his eyes were trembling. "And I don't even have any brothers or sisters. Now, isn't it miserable?"
"Why?" Zhao Qianle asked unconsciously.
"Nono," the fool waved his index finger, "it's your turn."
Zhao Qianle closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds. After taking a deep breath, he raised his head and said, "I... I killed those little animals."
The fool wanted to take it step by step, but he didn't expect that he would come up with such powerful information right from the start.
"Isn't it Zhao Baihuan's cruel personality who did it?"
This time it was Zhao Qianle's turn to shake his head, "It's your turn."
The fool opened his mouth and said, "Okay... I witnessed the death of my parents. My parents... died in an attack, and I was the only one who survived."
Finally, he added, "No one knows about this except me, so don't tell it."
Zhao Qianle gave a rare smile and said, "I don't have the chance to tell anyone."
The fool pretended to be cautious and patted Zhao Qianle on the shoulder, but it was precisely because he knew that the person in front of him could not reveal secrets that he chose to reveal his innermost feelings.
"It's your turn."
Zhao Qianle suppressed a smile and said, "Wan Sheng, and Bai Huan, they haven't done anything. I did everything."
The fool was stunned.
He stood up straight and looked at Zhao Qianle coldly, "You killed that man."
"It wasn't me," Zhao Baihuan said a little anxiously, "I mean, the puppies, kittens, those animals were me... but I didn't kill that person."
The fool stared into his eyes for a long time before relaxing his shoulders and said, "The death of Wansheng..."
"It's not me either," Zhao Qianle lowered his head, "but I feel... Wan Sheng might have been forced to death by what I did. It's all my fault."
"So you think that when Wan lives and dies, it is his own personality that occupies his body?" the fool asked.
Zhao Qianle nodded, "I can feel it."
"When the murder was committed, which person do you think was responsible?"
Zhao Baihuan looked into the distance in confusion, "That's the strange thing. It wasn't me who did it, but at that time, I couldn't feel them either."