The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 39: One Starry Street (5)

Listen to the lecture in the morning; become a gardener in the afternoon, pruning the hands of the mysterious spirits; coax the guests at night and provide emotional value; and play hide-and-seek with monsters late at night;
The girl's schedule would make even the most diligent hunter blush.

Su Ninglong supported herself on the handrail with her backhand.

While the good kid was still stepping on the stairs properly, the naughty kid had already taken a shortcut.

Sliding down the handrail.

Suddenly, intermittent humming came from the kitchen beside the stairs. The melody was soft, and the voice was sweet and gentle, full of love.

But in the current scene, it is like honey oozing blood, sweet and terrifying.

Su Ninglong was shocked that there were monsters here.

In front of the kitchen chopping board stood a monster with a bloated belly and beautiful hair covering the front. From the side, it looked only slightly more normal than the one upstairs.

But it does something even more horrifying.

On the solid wooden chopping board, there was a human hand, and the board was chopping the human hand. Every time it chopped, the fingers would twitch slightly, as if they had just been chopped off a person.

The sound of a heavy object falling on the stairs startled the kitchen.

The monster's neck bones made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, and it turned its head, and a scarlet light swept across the kitchen door, the stairs, and then the hall.

Su Ninglong was hiding under the cooking counter, only half a meter away from the monster.

The black and red curtains moved without wind, and the glass just happened to reflect her figure. Su Ninglong froze. Was God going to kill her?
She remained motionless, holding her breath, and didn't look at the glass, for fear that her eyes would reflect the light and attract the monster's attention.

After a while, the sound of chopping meat resumed in the kitchen.

Su Ninglong moved quickly, sticking to the wall and flashing to the entrance. She looked at the clock and was stunned.

I guessed wrong. There are still only hour and minute hands here. Where is the second hand?
She had previously thought that the second hand was here, and that she only needed to take it off, return to the real world, and press it into the clock to enter the real subspace.

How could I have guessed wrong?

Su Ninglong immediately adjusted the direction of his thinking.

Reality, subspace, and subspace are all the same scene, and these three must be related.

Subspace is a projection of reality, perhaps? No, subspace is a projection of subspace?
The sound of chopping meat in the kitchen suddenly stopped.

Su Ninglong raised her head.

The woman walked out of the kitchen, holding a knife with blood still dripping from the blade.

A red light lit up from the monster's belly, and a child was stuffed in the belly. The child's body was twisted and his facial features were completely dislocated and deformed.

The eye is red, and the light comes from that eye.

And in that child's hand, he held the last second hand.

Su Ninglong twitched his lips. He thought that the hunter's manual should include an alarm guide.

Please advise, how should a hunter call the police when performing a mission?

Ugliness is too abstract. As expected, even if it's the same monster in the same scene, there is no ugliest, only uglier.

Su Ninglong can feel his own mental pollution +1+1+1...

The monster chopped down with a knife, starting at zero frame, and the sound of breaking air brushed past the ear bone.

The blade split the wallpaper, sending gravel flying like shotgun shells.

Su Ninglong trembled with fear, knowing that she could not compete.

The only way she could do it was to run, and her short legs made her run like a hot wheel.

He ducked to avoid the second horizontal blow and went around behind the sofa. The monster strode after him and the two chased each other in the hall. Su Ninglong played the Qin King's game with the monster.

The red light grew weaker and weaker, as if it was going out, but the monster's power seemed to be growing stronger and stronger.

The small flashlight in Su Ninglong's hand could not provide enough lighting. Is there any way to snatch the second hand from the child's hand?

There's no power balance, what should I do? There are no useful items around.

Props? Su Ninglong suddenly had an idea. No, that's not right. Since the power is not equal, then why not lure the equal ones to deal with each other? The one upstairs is very suitable.

Despite the huge commotion downstairs, the monster didn't come down, proving that the two of them had nothing to do with each other. The diary also mentioned, "Let's calm down a bit."

Two monsters, probably a man and a woman, husband and wife.

Being calm means separation, and separation will avoid conflicts.

But after the two meet, there is another possibility, that they reconcile and join forces.

That’s not right either. The content of the diary is too obscure.

Where did the children's screams that the neighbors usually heard come from, and how did the fire start?

Assuming the secret spirit here is the Shadow Crawler, how did it sense the tragedy and when did it enter the house?

The big-bellied monster stabbed the sofa with its knife, pushing it against the wall. In the blink of an eye, Su Ninglong lost the cover of the large object...

Fortunately, Xiaoliu in reality did not lag behind. After the bell rang, the flashlight fell on Su Ninglong.

Before being chopped in half by the kitchen knife, Su Ninglong returned to reality.

Xiaoliu pointed at her face with trembling fingers, "You...your face."

Su Ninglong touched her face, and tiny bubbles appeared on the places where the insect had stung her. The level was so severe that people with trypophobia would definitely faint.

Her current face was reflected on the scattered glass shards of the clock.

Ugly and scary, but the eyes are still clear.

As she checked her appearance in the mirror, her eyes swept across the hall, where three countless shadows were floating, recreating the family tragedy.

A violent father, a powerless mother, and her in a wheelchair.

Judging from the performance of the phantom, Su Ninglong still underestimated the level of tragedy.

The woman was almost beaten to death, and her daughter sat there screaming and shouting, while the father continued beating her. He only stopped when the woman could no longer stand up.

Soon after, the woman was able to stand up again to cook, wash vegetables and scrub the floor.

Afterwards, the man beat the woman again for no reason on the stairs, leaving the floor covered in blood. The man looked up and saw his daughter staring blankly at him at the stairs.

The phantom is playing these two images repeatedly.

"We've truly arrived in the world of the Shadow Crawlers," Xiao Liu sobbed. "We don't know where its main body is. We can't get out. We can't get out."

The sobs suddenly turned into a hoarse roar, "I can get out, I definitely can get out, I've calculated it all, I've thought it through, I must get promoted."

Su Ninglong raised her eyes and saw a fist-sized head growing out of the place on Xiaoliu's neck where he had scratched it.

Before he knew it, Xiaoliu had been completely and deeply polluted.

The little head has small eyes, a pointed mouth, sunken cheeks, and a sharp and mean look.

It is the dark side in the deepest part of Xiaoliu's heart, which is rejected by Xiaoliu's sense of morality. With the "funding" of Heitianmu, it grew flesh and blood and began to speak.

"Have you forgotten? Your original intention was to be a high-star hunter. You can't become a high-star hunter by doing this. Sacrifice her and delay it. People outside won't hold you responsible." "No, absolutely not. I know I'm not capable enough. I can't do it. Don't push me anymore." Xiaoliu cried, holding his head and crying, "I'm sorry, Sister Zou, I'm sorry, I should have followed the rules."

He grabbed his hair and struggled desperately.

"Sacrifice her, sacrifice her power. She possesses the power you envy, and you can become her." Her small eyes were filled with greed and unwillingness. "Look at her, she's so young, she's not strong enough to face the secret spirits. Power should be in the hands of mature people. Children are always prone to losing control. You don't need to feel guilty..."

A malice so strong that it made people vomit came from the little head. The little head was growing vigorously, constantly absorbing nutrients from the host and speaking evil words.

Su Ninglong could almost foresee how the small head would control Xiaoliu's body after it grew into a big head.

Xiaoliu's eyes became increasingly cloudy, and his body stood upright, staring blankly ahead.

The mold on the second floor spread down, and small white dots appeared on the mold. They emitted a faint white light, dotted in the darkness, as if paving a road to death for Su Ninglong.

As the little head kept muttering, Su Ninglong became dazed and actually began to think that it was normal for Xiaoliu to have two heads.

This is not normal.

Wherever there are mysterious spirits, one must remain highly vigilant.

The little head kept expanding, and the speed of speech became faster, like chanting a sutra. While brainwashing Xiaoliu, it was also mentally polluting Su Ninglong.

When the mountain falls, Su Ninglong knows that Xiaoliu, this small hill, can no longer provide help, he is already lost.

She can only rely on herself.

Su Ninglong snatched Xiaoliu's flashlight and injected spiritual power into the earrings.

The spell surrounds the whole body, instantly dispelling the evil that is wrapped around it.

The little head showed a look of pain and pounced towards Su Ninglong ferociously.

Su Ninglong must fight for hope of survival. Now this place is merging with the subspace, but the last step has not been completed.

Only by finding the second hand can you truly step into the subspace.

She had to kill the Shadow Crawler main body.

As long as you make good use of the inconsistent flow of time, you will definitely not die.

She already knew what to do, she could survive.

So Su Ninglong decisively placed his finger on the clock, turned the clock again, and returned to the closet in the blink of an eye. This time, the entire closet was filled with a thick layer of mycelium, and the insects had already hatched.

The mycelium emitted a fluorescent light, shining brightly like a galaxy in the darkness. Su Ninglong fell into a trance for a moment, and joy welled up in her heart. It seemed that staying here wouldn't be bad, just for a while...

Just for a moment...

As for your ancestor, there is nothing delicious to eat or drink, and the grilled fish at home is waiting for her to enjoy.

Being kidnapped in the middle of winter was bad enough; she didn't want her life to be taken away because of such an empty temptation.

Su Ninglong immediately activated the mental aimer and rushed out before the pain came.

The mycelium in the wardrobe swarmed out after her, and the red light outside the door lit up again.

Wherever the red light shone, there was a rustling sound. The shadow crawlers that had turned into mold slowed down their growth and retreated outside the red light.

At this time, Su Ninglong had already hidden behind the desk. When the monster entered the room again, she used the same trick again and ran silently to the door.

He paused at the stairs, turned around, and whistled softly to provoke the monster.

"Ningning..." The monster was immediately led over.

When it walked out of the room, it happened to see Su Ninglong sliding down the corner of the stairs. In the monster's eyes, there was no staircase here. After being guided by Su Ninglong, he stepped on it.

As Su Ninglong wished, the monster was really hooked and went downstairs. The red light from its eyes made the mold on the stairs retreat, but the heels that were not covered by the red light were stuck again, and its movement slowed down.

Su Ninglong took the opportunity to hide quickly. This time, she chose to hide next to the clock. One side of the clock was just a distance away from the wall, forming a narrow blind spot.

The monsters on the second floor met the monsters on the first floor unexpectedly, and as Su Ninglong expected, they started fighting.

Su Ninglong has sorted out the confusing clues and found a pattern.

At the beginning, this family of three was not gloomy and had no conflicts.

Just by looking at how they arranged their daughter's bedroom, you can tell that the couple is in a quite normal mental state and is full of love for their daughter.

What led to their tragedy?

Perhaps their daughter had some rare disease and they could not get medical help, so they decided to look for folk remedies, until they welcomed the shadow crawler into their home.

This is the beginning of the tragedy.

The Shadow Crawler can retrospect tragedies, but that doesn’t mean it can only retrospect after a tragedy has occurred. As a source of pollution, it itself has the ability to distort cognition.

Its arrival led to a series of events, which were then followed by tragedy.

Su Ninglong didn't know whether his guess was correct, but what was interesting was that the two monsters were evenly matched, not as the phantom showed, where one side was weaker.

When two monsters fight, innocent people will naturally be harmed. Blood and flesh fly everywhere, and pieces of flesh and parts fall off here and there. The second hand of the big-bellied monster was thrown out and fell at Su Ninglong's feet.

Brave people will always have good luck. Su Ninglong smiled in surprise. At this moment, she believed it.

She picked up the second hand. This place was probably an illusion created by these two monsters themselves, which could be connected to reality and the subspace.

Su Ninglong judged that it could also reach the real subspace, so from the moment it came in, it no longer needed Xiaoliu's help.

Pressing the second hand on the clock, Su Ninglong tried to turn the hour hand, but it wouldn't move. He couldn't turn the minute hand either. He could only turn the second hand, and only in a clockwise direction.

It takes at least fifty turns before the next bell rings. It's really a trap for the ancestor.

Unfortunately, the fight between the monsters was coming to an end, and the red light on their bodies was dissipating.

A strong sense of crisis came over him. Old Ancestor Su cursed in his heart, but his fingers could only tirelessly turn the second hand, one circle, two circles, three circles...

The edge of the second hand was like a sharp knife, and when Su Ninglong's tender little hand turned it, it left blood marks.

The two monsters have finished fighting, and they hug each other for the final fight.

Su Ninglong's head hurt so much that it was about to explode. The mental anchor thought that everything she saw was irrational, so it kept releasing pain signals to help her recover quickly.

But this place is not normal.

However, this mental aimer is not like the one used in the simulator, which will automatically shut down after one minute.

Overwhelming mold poured down from upstairs, and the two monsters hugged each other and hit the stairs. They merged with each other, their flesh and blood stuck together, unable to separate.

They saw Su Ninglong, and saw that her cheeks were completely deformed and swollen, her eyes were narrowed, and her fingertips were injured by the second hand, and blood was constantly flowing.

They crawled toward her, mouths opening and closing.

The mold completely covered them, and the desire to escape burst out from the bottom of their hearts again, "Run, run!"

Su Ninglong watched them being drowned, and two tears inexplicably flowed from the corners of her eyes.

At the last moment before the mold came, the bell finally rang, "Ding Ding Ding..."

Su Ninglong returned to the closet again.

(End of this chapter)