when the alien joins the escape game

Under the action of gravity, the corpse's eyeballs covered with whites, the pupils slowly turned around as if they were staring at Xiaoyi, and the whole eyeballs looked precarious.Even Xiaoyi felt a little hairy, and even had a strange feeling that the corpse would fly down in the next second, as if it would be on top of him.

A large lump of blood mixed with an unknown object slowly slid down from the neck of the corpse, and it was about to get out of its orbit and fall directly on Xiaoyi's face...

The hazel-haired boy had no choice but to lose the battle, gave up the spark-filled stare, took a big step backwards at an extremely fast speed, and exited the house, just avoiding the fate of being bloody.

The boy silently took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood on his face and neck, and at the same time taught the corpse a lesson from a safe distance:

"You've been dead for several months. You should understand that blood will freeze, right? Isn't it good that your blood is still flowing unimpeded? No matter how talented you were in life, your whole body weight will not exceed 150 Pounds, for several months at this rate of bleeding a bucket an hour... tsk tsk tsk!"

Xiaoyi reprimanded him loudly for a while but couldn't completely calm down, so he gave the corpse a last look angrily, and finally closed the wooden door with a slam, and went back to the room to wash his face and take a shower.

Fortunately, what Xiaoyi was most worried about didn't happen. The magic power of this blood was limited to the bunch of keys, and the disgusting blood stains on his face and neck were all washed away with clean water.

But that bunch of keys was the only one, not to mention washing them with clean water. Even if the little alien found a whetstone and ground the keys made of brass a full circle, the inside was still bright red...

However, the plot was finally completed, and it was worthy of the general description of "it took all kinds of effort, but the blood stains can't be scrubbed off no matter how hard you scrub" that you are reciting.

This time the surrounding scenery did not fast-forward, but directly entered the next plot.The original character automatically took over Xiao Yi who didn't know what to do, and wrote a letter to his sister and two brothers in a terrified and earnest tone, describing what a terrible murderous demon Blue Beard was, And asked the maids to send it out.

"Poor Ethan was so scared that he didn't even dare to run away from the manor, so he had to beg to heaven that Bluebeard's hunting time must be longer this time, or that he couldn't remember the key at all, and delayed it to his brother Come here." The plot recitation narrated.

After Xiao Yi had been busy washing and writing letters all day, the teenager's older sister was staying at the nearby mother's house, and had already come overnight to accompany her poor brother.And in the early morning of the next day, with the noise outside and the sound of the carriage approaching, Bluebeard came back.

The siblings trembled with fear. In order not to make Blue Beard suspicious, Ethan's sister stayed upstairs, while the hazel-haired boy went downstairs to meet the man who was the owner of the manor.

"Dear Les, why did you come back so early this time?" The little alien had already fully grasped the boy's demeanor and language characteristics, and said with a pale face and eyes dodging, and he didn't even dare to look into the blue beard's eyes.

"Now that I'm back, take out the bunch of keys and return them to me, little Ethan!" Bluebeard said loudly, directing the servants to remove the prey from the car: "Who knew that you stupid and willful little Things, have you messed up the manor, I have to take a good look at it later."

The boy tremblingly took out the bunch of keys, and deliberately hid the blood-stained side underneath... But it was futile, because under the baptism of yesterday's blood fountain, this bunch of keys seemed to have fallen half into a paint bucket , The red is extremely dazzling.

When Blue Beard saw the keys of the two mobile phones and the boy's expression, he immediately guessed what happened, and asked viciously, "Why is there blood on the keys?"

"I don't know," the poor boy turned pale with fright, and when the main character and the plot were too late to stop him, he said the second half of the sentence logically:

"God knows why this hapless bloodstain is so different, I've tried all night and all night to clean it in vain, and even the brass key I've worked so hard to get rid of the outer skin can't get it as clean as it used to be, I'm really sorry for the dirty keys... oh! My dear Les, if you don't believe me about the hardships of housekeeping, you can wash it yourself! See if I'm lying..."

When Xiaoyi said this, he kept his eyes on the expressions of all the characters in his line of sight. He clearly saw the corners of the blue beard's eyes, and he twitched uncontrollably. Even the blue beard on his lips and his cheeks They were all trembling slightly, not sure if it was due to anger at the nonsense or some other emotion.

But the other servants, the housekeeper and the maid, looked shocked. Once again, they felt that the young master must be possessed by some kind of demon, and became insane. These ramblings.

For five seconds, Bluebeard didn't speak... as if he was trying to organize his words.

Because of his original line: "You don't know? I know, did you go to that small room, Ethan, then go in and find a suitable place among the people you see." Obviously not applicable at this time.

At this time Bluebeard finally spoke: "Oh! You crazy little thing, what are you talking about here? You always complain about everything... One person owns a whole manor and gorgeous clothing gems You are not satisfied, you have to hold some kind of banquet and invite those noble gentlemen and ladies to be guests, you are a vain and stupid guy..." Bluebeard said while holding the boy's chest with his palm like iron tongs. Shoulder, dragging towards the underground corridor, with terrifying eyes:

"Since I proposed to you, you have hated my appearance very much. What you are greedy for is the feeling of becoming a celebrity wife after marrying me, the glory of being able to enter and leave the palace to participate in royal banquets, and being able to invite gentlemen and wives here, Appreciate your beauty and grandeur...you are a gentleman, and you long to be one, my dear Ethan! I am not a gentleman, and I know you fear me and loathe me...as you loathe those who are not Decent, bloody pheasant carcass."

At this time, Blue Beard had already pulled the trembling boy into the end of the underground corridor forcefully, and none of the servants dared to follow him.

Bluebeard is a cold-blooded and selfish person without sympathy. He ignored the big tears falling down his partner's face and the pleadings. He just pushed him to the door of the room and said viciously:

"If you are so dissatisfied with me and the life here, you don't need this huge manor and my humble appearance, Ethan, then go in and find a proper place among these people you see."

Bluebeard said so, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and gesticulated at the young man's neck without mercy. It was not enough to let those horrible corpses appear in front of the young man's eyes, and he was still sparing no effort to intimidate him, as if to Drive this poor little lamb to a corner.

The young man applauded sincerely in his heart, and Bluebeard finally used his ingenuity to finish the lines in a long paragraph and get back to the original track.

Originally, the role of the boy was like a pool of stagnant water. He hadn't shown his head for a long time, and he didn't try to seize control of his body. It was as if he knew that even if he came out now, he couldn't speak the right lines.

Because what Bluebeard said just now was the word "if", and it didn't reach a certain death situation, but if the original character begged bitterly, swore that he lived happily in the manor, then it would completely deviate from the plot of the fairy tale .

Therefore, the initiative of the whole body is still in Xiaoyi's hands. He walked in through the open wooden door, stepped on the dried blood with his exquisite leather boots without hesitation, and at the same time glanced slightly at the blood. Looking at the six honest corpses leaning against the stone wall, he seemed to be weighing which position is better. After observing for a while, the boy said:

"No, this place is no better than my bedroom in the manor. Compared with this place, there is nothing to complain about in my current life. I don't want to stay here all the year round..." said the young man, straightening a bed with a handkerchief. The head of the corpse that was about to fall, and then continued to pace in the small room:

"My dissatisfaction and crying can't be taken seriously. I just feel that the life accompanied by gorgeous clothes and precious stones is too monotonous. But dear Les, you can't understand others at all. You just go hunting on your own, but never I didn't think about bringing your partner... such an exciting and interesting activity, but I haven't tried it once."

The boy walked from the hut to the wooden door and looked into the eyes of the blue beard. At this time, he was quite sure that this was his future friend, and then continued according to the content of the fairy tale:

"My dear Les, I don't want to spend my life in a fortress with servants and money, or in a basement with nothing but coldness and death. As long as you take it with you when you go out... ouch!!!"

Just as the boy was talking under the door frame, the corpse hanging upside down from the ceiling suddenly jumped down!With his rotten but still bleeding hands, he clasped tightly on the boy's body, and pierced the boy's heart from the ribs upward.

In the tens of seconds before he died, the boy only had time to swear, but he could no longer open his mouth because of the rapid loss of blood.

The corpse that was splashed with blood yesterday and stabbed with a knife today held the handle of the knife in one hand, and was still firmly on the boy's shoulder. The whole corrupted face seemed to be smiling... Xiao Yi, who was on the verge of death, did not fight back. With so much power, he could only stare at the pale eyeballs of the corpse he had just reprimanded yesterday with incomparably angry eyes!

At the same time, in the last few seconds before Xiaoyi lost consciousness, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the ferocious expression on the face of the blue beard in the corridor. He made a movement of tapping his forehead with his fist, as if He looked at himself helplessly and with a headache...