bdsm-fiction Chapter 173
Chapter 173
Bedtime turns, and the night passes quickly.
Gu Qing already had a hint before he opened his eyes.
[Congratulations on surviving to the third day in Yinyang Town.]
[You woke up from the struggle of the nightmare, almost sank into sleep forever, you almost didn't wake up.......]
Gu Qing's character suddenly opened his eyes.
"Appear again, it's time for the lowest sanity to be in that state!" Without
any surprise, Gu Qing's eyes were filled with abstract halos and scarlet images, and at the same time, he breathed heavily and disorderedly.
Plop plop
A pounding heartbeat was alerting her to danger.
Gu Qing was in a state slowly.
It happened to be close to the face of a white-haired old man with a furrowed face, and stared at the pair of empty eyes that did not have a trace of whiteness in the darkness. The weak body suddenly trembled violently.
"Go........ Let's go with grandpa, how can you sleep in such a place by yourself, go back to cooking with grandpa........"The
old man who was attached to him suddenly spoke, and his tone was extremely disgusting.
Danger
!!The unprecedented danger is constantly warned, Gu Qing did not hesitate at all, and took out the only small bite of buns left last night as quickly as he could, and swallowed it stiffly with his dry throat!
Gu Qing was extremely anxious, and the old man in front of him had already stretched out his hands that were shaped like withered hands.
Even if he ate the buns, after all, the amount was too small, and it was not enough for Gu Qing's character to leave the range of low SAN value.
The cold and rough hand grabbed Gu Qing's character's small hand, and the character was immediately shocked, and his eyes instantly became chaotic!
"Let's go... Let's go back to cooking with grandpa........"The
little girl completely lost her resistance to her grandfather's words, and because her reason was too low, Gu Qing also completely lost control of the role, and could only watch her walk into the blood-colored fog with the character.......
His eyes were completely obscured by a scarlet light.
[You're dead, you're lost in the blood mist, you've fallen into endless madness, you're sinking in the blood mist........]
"Dead, still dead, just woke up on the third day and didn't do anything!"
Gu Qing sighed.
As the scarlet perspective faded in front of him, he should have been teleported back to the hall based on his previous experience with death.
However, at this point he realized that something was wrong.
It went dark, and the picture distorted again, slowly becoming clearer.
I don't know if it's because he ate a small piece of steamed buns, but his perspective is still lingering in Yin Yang Town.
However, it is a bit blurry, completely devoid of color, and looks like an ink painting.
"Is that a small bite of buns in exchange for a brief perspective of death?" Gu Qing muttered, after death in the game, it is usually this kind of black-and-white viewing picture!
Sure enough, a hoarse scolding voice sounded in the distance: "Dog, I haven't looked for you yet, but you have come to the door, see if I don't pick your skin!"
The familiar voice of the old man next door, Gu Qing was surprised! At the same time, his eyebrows were raised.
"Could it be that on the third day, the three-headed dog of hell went to the old man's house next door! The old man next door is very proud, and he doesn't close the door during the day!" Gu
Qing immediately moved the perspective of death to the sky above the old man's house next door.
Sure enough, I saw that the old man next door had entered the house of a three-headed dog of hell
! A huge distorted monster, the three heads swayed and showed a fierce color, and the mouth kept making roaring sounds, and at the same time drooling viscous saliva flowed!
The Three-Headed Hellhound seemed to be even stronger than it had been watching the battle from the ginkgo tree in the first week, and he roared defiantly at the old man next door.
In an instant, a man and a beast were instantly entangled together, but due to the problem of Gu Qing's perspective of death, and the fog obscuring it, it was not very clear to see.
The picture looks like a shadow puppet show of Wu Song fighting a tiger
! A man and a beast fought extremely fiercely, and the fierce shouts and roars kept ringing out
, and the fight came and went!
"Kill the old man next door, Xiao Hei will give it to me, and kill him!" Gu Qing's blood boiled, and just as he saw the energy, the perspective of death seemed to have reached the time limit, and it continued to float upwards automatically, and the fog gradually obscured most of his perspective.
In the end, even the fight screen was very blurry.
But Gu Qing seemed to see the results of his shouting for Xiao Hei: "I seem to really see Xiao Hei scratch the old man next door and bruise
his body!"
In the blurry ink painting, three evil heads are constantly biting the body of the old man next door, splashing up and splashing liquid..........
"Hmm, wasn't the old man next door very good in the first week? and he took off the little black leather!"
"This is... Can't beat it?I'm not mistaken?" Gu Qing's heart rose with a wave!
It's a pity that he hasn't seen the final result yet, his vision has been completely obscured by the fog, and the picture has disappeared.
When he reopened his eyes, he was already in the middle of the hall.
Gu Qing pondered the specific meaning of the plot just now.
"In Yin-Yang Town, every life is worried about replenishing their sanity points, and the fight between the three-headed dog of hell and the old man next door must have something to do with it!"
Suddenly, Gu Qing's inspiration flashed, and he seemed to have found a feasible way to escape from Yinyang Town.
On the first week, it was the fourth day that the old man next door killed the three-headed dog of hell, and used the leather defense of the three-headed dog of hell to break through the green python vine on the earthen wall of the house and mix in!
But on the third day of the second week, the three-headed dog of hell dared to go to the old man next door and take the initiative to fight alone?"
Gu Qing felt as if he had seized some kind of opportunity that he couldn't miss
!"It was I who changed the plot development of Yin Yang Town! My intervention changed the trajectory of the three-headed dog of hell! And the old man next door also seemed to be afraid of me! In the second week, except for the first day when he came to me, he didn't dare to provoke me at all!"
Gu Qing felt that he had grasped a key message!
, "If you want to change, in the second week, I provoked [Him] and was paid strange attention.
Gu Qing patted his head and suddenly realized: "Hiss... It is precisely because of this that the old man next door does not dare to provoke me, for fear of being contaminated with his attention! It is a very sad thing to be concerned!"
"As for the three-headed dog of hell........ The only difference is that it devoured the only two buns I have
!" Thinking of this, Gu Qing instantly understood the logic
of the behavior of the two!
, but there was another question: "The result of this battle seems to be different, the old man next door who was originally higher than the three-headed dog of hell seems to have been countered by the three-headed dog of hell in the end!".