MTL - Kaleidoscope of Death-Chapter 4 Death again

Lin Qiu Shi backed up Bai Jie, while the rest of the people divided the three heavy woods on their backs.

The snow is slippery, everyone is very careful.

Bear paint lifted the oil lamp in front and greeted everyone slowly.

The original snow was just a little bit of falling, but on the way they went back, the snow suddenly became big, like a goose feather, fluttering and spreading the entire sky.

Qi Baijie is not heavy. Lin Qiu Shi is still easy to carry her. He looked down at the road under his feet and walked forward step by step.

The wind is getting louder and louder, even to the point of some harshness. The falling snow covers most of Lin Qiu's vision. He began to see some people in front of him.

This feeling is very bad, Lin Qiu-Shen's footsteps are slightly stunned, just want to stop, but heard the voice of Bai Baijie heard from the ear, she said: "Do not stop, continue to go."

Lin Qiu Shi heard that he had to move on.

However, the more he went forward, the more he felt that something was wrong. At first, Lin Qiushi thought that it was too cold to be frozen, but as the road drifted away, he finally realized the source of the sense of violation.

Too light, the person behind him is too light, as if there is no weight, Lin Qiu Shi swallowed a mouthful of water, trying to send the person on the back up.

- It is not his illusion, the person on his back is very light, like a paper paste, although the form is all, but there is no weight. Lin Qiu-shi had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and he called: "White Jie."

No sound.

"Bai Jie." Lin Qiu Shi continued to call.

“What's the matter?” Yan Baijie put her face on the neck of Lin Qiu Shi. Her face was cold and the skin was wet and soft, giving Lin Qiu Shi a kind of unreasonable association. She said, “What do you call me to do?”

"Nothing." Lin Qiushi said, "I just ask you if you are cold."

"I am not cold." Yan Baijie said, "It is not cold at all."

Lin Qiu Shi did not dare to stop. Before he had been walking in his head, he looked up and looked around, but found himself far from the people in front.

In the heavy snow, he can only vaguely see the blurred oil lamp in front and a few backs walking in the snow. The back of his back does not seem to be white, but something else.

Lin Qiu Shi bite his teeth slightly.

"You are shaking." The things on the back have the same voice as the white, and she said softly and softly, "Are you cold?"

"Fortunately." Lin Qiu Shidao, "just a little cold."

"Do you want to go to a place that is not cold?" she asked. "A warm place that won't snow, it won't be dark."

Lin Qiu Shi thought that it was not the place he should ask next, but he did not want to ask this question at all, so he simply silenced.

"How come you don't talk?" she said.

"Because I am thinking." Lin Qiu Shigan's answer.

She asked: "What are you thinking?"

Lin Qiu Shi’s footsteps stopped for a moment, loudly: “I’m thinking about how to throw you away!” He said this, and immediately let go, then did not look back, rushing toward the front.

Obviously his choice was correct, because after he let go, he did not hear any heavy objects falling on the ground - it was definitely not an individual.

Lin Qiu Shi rushed to the ground and grabbed the gap and looked back. This one eye did not scare his heart disease. I saw the thing that was thrown by him, his body squatting on the snow, and his neck was getting longer and longer, stretching all the way to his madness, rubbing his head with black hair in the snow, 歪Head and ask him: "Why are you leaving me, don't you like me the most?"

Lin Qiu Shi said: "My mother likes you."

Growing head: "..."

Lin Qiu Shi did not dare to stop his own steps, just hurry to catch up with the partners in front. But what made him desperate was that no matter how fast he ran, the front figure and the lights were not close, he seemed to be chasing the mirage in the dream.

The thing behind him is getting closer and closer to him.

When it was over, Lin Qiu’s heart was desperate when the thing was about to catch up with him. However, at this moment, his feet seemed to be smashed by something, and the whole person fell heavily on the ground.

"The trough!" Lin Qiu Shi fell a dog to eat, and even licked a big sip of snow, but this action made him feel something from his body, then he felt someone smashed him directly from the snow It’s up.

"Lin Qiu Shi, Lin Qiu Shi, you can't do it, am I so heavy?" is the voice of Bai Baijie.

Lin Qiu Shi climbed hard from the ground, turned his head, and saw the girl who was kneeling beside him with his fingers.

And Xiong Paint is the one who picked Lin Qiu Shi from the snow. He said, "Is it okay?"

Lin Qiu Shi’s long breath spit out: “My mother thought I was dead.”

Yan Baijie squinted: "Why?"

Lin Qiu Shi simply talked about what happened just now, saying that he was finally stunned, or he was afraid that it was already cold.

"Oh." 阮白洁道, "I said why you fell, I thought I was too heavy."

Lin Qiu Shi: "It's okay, not particularly heavy."

阮白洁 bends his mouth.

Xiong Qidao said: "Come on, they have to go down the hill. It will be dark this day, and we have to hurry."

Lin Qiushi nodded. When he climbed up, he felt his knee hurt a bit. It was estimated that he was injured when he fell to the ground. But he did not mention this, but followed them to paint them and continued to move forward. Originally, he still wanted to carry Bai Baijie, but he was rejected by Yu Baijie, saying that Lin Qiushi was too thin and was carrying his chest.

After listening to Lin Yuishi's faint whisper, he said, "Do you have a chest?" When he was carrying Bai Baijie, he felt that his chest was flat and there was no soft feeling at all.

Qi Baijie was angry when he heard Lin Qiushi’s words. "Yeah, you have to say it before you!"

Lin Qiushi: "..."

The three men stepped up and wanted to catch up with the people in front, but at this time, Lin Qiu-Shi heard a scream of screaming.

"Have you heard it?" Lin Qiushi asked, he worried that this was his illusion.

"Hear it." Xiong paint's face turned black. "Hurry up, something went wrong."

The three men ran straight, and when they got to the front, they saw a terrible scene.

The three men who had been carrying the wood died two times. Their bodies were directly split into two halves by wood. The most horrible thing is that although the body is broken, they are still conscious, with blood in their mouths, and they are miserable. Call and ask for help.

The rest of the one was soft on the ground, the pants were wet, and the mouth collapsed and cried: "Help! - Help!"

"What is going on! What the **** is going on!" asked Bear Paint.

Xiao Kedao: "They were walking on the road, and suddenly they loosened their hands. The wood fell directly and fell on the waist of the two people in front."

The bear paint had not spoken yet, and the remaining survivor climbed up from the ground and began to run all the way, crying in his mouth: "There are ghosts, life-saving, ghosts--"

The people had not had time to react, and they watched him run wild and disappeared into the snow curtain.

The two remaining on the ground were also dying, and they saw their anger.

"What should I do..." The woman in the team cried, and the sound of snoring continued. "We are all going to die here."

The bear's beard was covered with snowflakes. He sighed and looked calm. He said, "Let's go, first take the wood back."

This wood smashed people, who dared to swear, everyone refused to move, and finally Lin Qiu-Shi took the initiative to pick up the blood-stained wood together with Xiong lacquer.

Everyone on the way back was very silent, but fortunately there was no accident.

The two first sent the wood to the carpenter. The carpenter’s old man was not surprised to see the blood on the wood. He didn’t even ask a question. He just reminded them with a dumb voice: “There are two more.”

Both Bear Paint and Lin Qiu Shi did not speak and turned back to their residence.

The thing that the wood smashed down is really embarrassing, and there must be something in it. Lin Qiu-Shen felt that he had escaped from the robbery. He looked at the fire in front of him and made a stay. The whole person was in a state of sorrow.

Qi Baijie sat next to him and suddenly said, "I want to eat noodles."

“Yeah.” Lin Qiushi said, “I will rest for a while.”

Yan Baijie said: "What's wrong with you, tired?"

"No, I am just thinking about what it means to be in this world." Lin Qiu-shi said, "I used to live in the original place. I suddenly walked out of the house one day and found twelve iron gates in the corridor. Then I opened one of them..."

Yu Baijie listened quietly.

"Then it happened here." Lin Qiu Shidao, "Iron Gate means only fear and torture?"

Yan Baijie heard the words and laughed. She said: "I don't think it makes sense to think about it now, but this experience may not be tormented."

Lin Qiushi: "What is that?"

"Maybe." Shi Baijie looked gentle, "meaning new life."

Lin Qiu Shi Emei.

At this time, only two of them were left in the living room, and everyone else went back to the room to rest. Everything happened today, and everyone was exhausted, so Bear Paint decided to fix it for an hour before discussing what to do next. What do you say? In fact, everyone knows that if you want to leave here early, you should go to cut trees, even if you cut down trees next time, even more horrible things may happen.

"Go." Bai Baijie, "I am hungry."

Lin Qiushi stood up and went to the kitchen.

Yan Baijie looked at his back and revealed a smile that was unclear.

The noodles taste good. After the two have finished eating, everyone has a rest. So I gathered again in the living room and started the discussion.

"They should be squatting when they go down the mountain." Zhang Zishuang, a member who is more calm than others, said, "I saw the two people in front stop."

"The law of death here is very strange. There is no need to care about how they die." Bear Paint said bluntly, "The problem is the condition of death."

Whether it is to cut trees, or to smash wood, or to travel in snow, there may be conditions for ghosts to kill.

"Exclusion method." Xiao Ke said, "Everyone cuts the tree, but only three of them are carrying wood."

"Then why am I and the bear paint wood?" Lin Qiu Shi asked.

"There are two possibilities, one is eucalyptus, the second is other conditions." Xiong paint said, "Because ghosts kill people every day, there are limits. It is impossible to kill us all at once." Why did he have the courage to bring the wood back together with Lin Qiushi?

"How do you verify?" Xiao Ke asked.

"Why do you want to verify it?" Yan Baijie played with his own hair, and said that he didn't give face. "As long as you avoid these conditions, you can't afford to verify the cost of failure."

"Oh." Xiao Ke responded with indifference. Her attitude towards Yu Baijie has not been very good. She is always ignorant of her love. On the other hand, Xiao Baijie, a beautiful and occasionally favorite girl, is sometimes less popular with same-sex people.

"That will not make people fall awkward tomorrow." Xiong Qidao said, "We have a tool to drag the wood down the mountain."

Others agree.

"What about the person who ran away?" Another question was raised, worried about the teammate who had collapsed. "Is it regardless of him?"

"How to manage?" teammate Zhang Zi double said, "You look at the sky outside, it will be dark soon, what will happen after dark, you can't say it, you go to find it?"

Everyone was silent and agreed to his statement.

In such a world, everyone's life is not guaranteed. It is a very extravagant thing to survive. Let's talk about saving others' lives.

"Let's go, rest early, and continue tomorrow." Xiong paint finished and stood up to get back to the room.

Qi Baijie looked at the weather outside and said: "I don't know if the snow will stop tomorrow."

The result is a slogan.

It was all night under the snow, and there was no intention to stop in the morning.

It was about the death of yesterday. There was nothing terrible happened last night. Everyone succeeded in spending the night.

The snow is too big, and even going out the door has become a difficult matter, not to mention the tree was cut down in such a blizzard and shipped back. However, compared with the bad weather, it is obvious that the ghosts in the dark are more frightening, so even if the weather is bad, no one has delayed one day from start to finish.

Silent morning, the departure of silence, everyone seems to have lost the ability to dialogue because of what happened yesterday.

The only thing that keeps the state is Qi Baijie. She walks in the snow and sings in her mouth. It seems that this trip is just a travel that is not enough. 2k novel reading network