Panguan

As a result, the other party spoke again: Okay, I won't tease you anymore, as long as you're not hungry. I -

Wenshi interrupted: Don't make any sound.

Xie Wen didn't respond: Why?

When smelling, touch the muscles and bones at the base of the ears and turn your face to the side. After being silent for a long time, he frowned and turned back. There was a subtle irritation in his voice: Because the more you talk about me, the hungrier I get.

The corridor suddenly became quiet.

The voices of people on the third floor could be heard vaguely, like some kind of whisper.

Xie Wen turned his head and looked up, then back again.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Shi for a while, then said, Then why do you have to endure it?

In an instant, the evil aura belonging to Xie Wen spread out, as if all the demons and monsters were entangled together, with a strong sense of oppression, but also as light as the fog that deepened in the middle of the night, enveloping Wen Shi in it.

This moment often gives people the illusion of being hugged very gently.

But when I smelled it, I only encountered fog.

Those things seemed to be familiar with him, and soon flowed into his body along the fingertips, gradually easing the burning hunger.

But Xie Wen stood there without moving, one step away from Wen Shi. Neither moving forward nor moving away.

I don't know why, but the evil spirit on his body is heavier than before. It's so heavy that even if I close my eyes when I hear it, I can't see him clearly. I can only see the golden-brown Sanskrit mark pressed into the karma, flowing silently.

When I heard this, I raised my hand to sweep away the thick darkness, but accidentally touched something warm and cool.

He was startled and suddenly realized that it was Xie Wen's hand hanging by his side.

The hand seemed to hesitate for a moment, then gently moved away.

The evil aura suddenly gathered, and when he heard it, he also came to his senses and suddenly withdrew his hand.

The corridor was still dark, and the people on the third floor were still talking, as if everything just now was an illusion.

He didn't say anything when he heard it, and the hand he took back was still wrapped in white cotton thread.

Xie Wen in the cage was not wearing gloves, and the touch on his fingertips was very real. The warmth and coolness seemed to still remain on his fingers when he smelled it.

He frowned slightly and rubbed it twice with his thumb. The slender and intertwined threads were stretched between his knuckles, a little messy.

Are you full? It was Xie Wen who spoke first.

Yeah. Wen Shi responded in a low voice.

In fact, he was not really full both times because both times he was interrupted in a hurry. But the moment of interruption was always very subtle. He couldn't explain it clearly, and naturally he didn't want to mention it.

When he heard it, he lowered his eyelids and bit the thread on his hand, re-wrapped it, and walked downstairs, Are you going downstairs?

good.

Xie Wen nodded and took two steps to follow.

After walking a few steps and smelling it, he remembered that he had forgotten to say thank you to Xie Wen this time.

But now that I mentioned it again, it was a bit confusing, so I had to give it up.

They went downstairs very quickly, without stopping, and in a blink of an eye they came out of the safety door on the first floor.

There was only one light on at the information desk in the lobby on the first floor, which could only illuminate half of the area. The old lady was lying there with her shoulders slung, not knowing what she was groping for.

Because she is too thin, her body is always empty. It's like someone hung a shroud on a clothes hanger. A timid person would be really frightened when he saw it.

But when I heard it, I was more courageous than ever.

He stared at the back for a few seconds, and finally remembered the question that had been diverted before.

Did you see clearly the ring in her lunch box? He asked Xie Wen.

Xie Wen said: Almost, I can see clearly. My eyesight is okay.

Wen Shi: You don't think there's anything wrong with the ring?

Xie asked: What's the problem?

Wen Shi stared at his expression suspiciously and said after a moment: The ring is fake.

Xie Wen was seriously surprised: Fake? What do you mean?

Wen Shi looked at him blankly.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Xie Wen surrendered with a smile: Forget it, I'm sure I can't compete with you in glaring. I'd better tell you honestly, I got the ring.

He looked like I knew it when he heard it.

He is a puppet master, and he is the most proficient one. The fake ring cannot be hidden in his eyes.

This is actually puppetry, the simplest one, which anyone with a little bit of qualifications can learn by looking through ancient books - creating a dead object.

The ring that the old lady ate was such a dead thing.

Among the people present, Zhang Biling obviously studied talismans, not to mention Wasteful Snacks and Xia Qiao. The only one who could be a monster and was happy to be a monster was Xie Wen.

Wen Shi asked: Why are you making a fake ring? Are you trying to scare ghosts?

Needless to say, the effect is truly outstanding.

I have only ever seen things in cages make people vomit out of fear, but I have never seen people make them vomit out of fear.

Xie Wen is the first one.

She is so old, why should I scare her? Xie Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked polite and did not look like someone who would scare an old lady, but...

Anyway, when I heard it, I felt that he was not a peaceful master.

I just want to give it a try. Xie Wen explained.

try what?

Xie asked without answering and said, We were chased together. Do you remember what the driver's ring looked like?

When I heard it: I don't remember.

Xie asked: ?

He was stunned for a moment

, and said softly Ah before remembering: By the way, you didn't look back very much, you were carrying me. I took advantage of her being close and took a few glances.