Chapter 1170: Butterfly Dream Scar (13)
It was an inferior rag doll that could easily burn.
The little girl cried even more fiercely, and she was rarely brave enough to snatch her rag doll, not even knowing that her fingers might be burned.
Those who are strong on the outside, the first time they saw such a crazy girl, they were a little weak-hearted, threw the rag doll aside, took advantage of the little girl's efforts to pick up the rag doll, quickly closed the door, locked it, and left laughing wildly.
As for what would happen to that little girl, whether she would be scared or not, they didn't care at all, they just wanted to make themselves happy.
The little girl quickly picked up her doll, which had a burnt head and looked extremely ugly.
She didn't dislike it at all, picked up the doll and carefully put out the fire, hugged her beloved doll and muttered to herself. "Don't be afraid, doll, I will protect you."
She coaxed the doll for a while, and then she remembered to go out, it was already dark outside, and the whole school was silent.
She went to shake the door, but it wouldn't open.
She was a little flustered, and she shook the door faster, but no one came.
She turned around in horror, trying to see how she could get out, but the windows were all railing, because she was afraid that the students would hurt themselves by climbing through the windows.
The little girl was trapped here, and she couldn't get out, so she could only shrink in the corner by herself, carrying a schoolbag and talking to herself while holding the doll.
It's getting dark.
The little girl trembled with fear, and out of her sight, a woman came out of the rag doll and looked at the little girl quietly.
When Xunmo and the others saw this, the picture turned quickly.
The woman devoured the nearby ghosts and re-burrowed them into the rag doll.
The red-clad headless rag doll staggered to its feet and pushed the girl who had kicked the little girl down the stairs, and the back of the girl's head hit the ground, and blood gushed out of the back of her head.
The second one who died was the boy who hit the man, and when he was jumping on the balance beam, the headless rag doll stood silently in front of him, and he was so frightened that he didn't grab the balance beam and planted it headlong, and his neck was broken by the rag doll when he was in the air.
The dead people in the back one by one, the causes of death are different, and they are strangely shaped.
The red clothes on the rag dolls became more and more colorful, and those dead ghosts were torn apart and eaten by her group of ghosts when they just came out of their bodies.
Before she eats them, she always leaves a sentence: I am the mother of the wild seed.
……
The illusion in front of me was gone.
Xun Mo knew the ins and outs of the matter.
He knew in his heart that the little girl and her mother were innocent, and her mother did not reincarnate after her death, and had been hiding in the body of the rag doll, accompanying her child.
But now it's a different story.
The girl's mother has killed too many people, she is already a ghost, and she is evil.
Now it is not an exaggeration for her to say that she has lost her mind, as long as anyone who walks into this classroom has become her target of hunting.
The miserable cries around became more and more intense, and the black fog became thicker and thicker.
A headless rag doll walked through the thick fog, jumping and jumping, like a frog without bones, in an extremely strange posture.
Luo Zhen had never seen such a big grievance, he hugged Xun Mo's arm tightly, and said, "Senior brother, that girl's mother won't be a sperm." ”
"Nope!" Xun Mo shook her head, "She doesn't know what method she used to make herself strong quickly. ”
The ghost eating ghost method, although it can also strengthen the ghost, but it will not be so powerful, he suspects that she has another adventure.
The rag doll limped and finally walked in front of everyone, it had no head, but everyone inexplicably felt that it was looking at them.
The rag doll's body turned to Xunmo, pointed at Xunmo and said, "Come with me, I'll let them go." ”
Everyone looked at Xun Mo with a stunned face, feeling a little deflated, and a little bitter smile, Xun Mo is a piece of Tang monk meat, they are the Zhu Bajie, who is very disliked.
Luo Zhen said: "Don't dream, obediently, let us do a magic thing for you, don't regret it until your soul is gone." ”
Xun Mo didn't pay attention to the rag doll, but took out a small sword, and when he said something, the little sword flew towards the rag doll.
The rag doll seemed to know the power of the little sword, and suddenly disappeared in the black mist, and Xun Mo forced the light of the beads to be more brilliant, slowly dispelled the black mist, and led everyone slowly towards the door.
The people covered their bodies with rune paper to avoid evil.
Shunmo's fingers moved slightly, shooting the rune paper on his body into the air. lest any evil thing come near.
A group of people also had experience, and they walked one by one.
Suddenly, Luo Zhen sighed, as if he had been pushed, and Xun Mo's little sword immediately went to the place behind Luo Zhen, and he heard a squeak, and something escaped with something.
Luo Zhen screamed, he covered his back with his hands, and felt that his back hurt a lot.
Xun Mo lifted his clothes and looked at it, and saw a bright red bloody handprint on his back, which was just the size of a rag doll, and it looked very infiltrating.
Luo Zhen asked, "What is this?" ”
"A little child's handprint." Xun Mo said lightly.
Luo Zhen was very annoyed, "I really have no conscience, I am so gentle with her, and she still wants to harm me." ”
Everyone wanted to laugh a little, but they felt that the occasion was wrong, so they quickly endured it.
As he was talking, the black fog became thick again, and everyone couldn't tell the direction of the classroom, Xun Mo's senior brother Fang Yang took out a compass, pointed in one direction, and said, "I remember that the door is in that direction, let's go in that direction." ”
Everyone followed, and after the ink was broken, Fang Yang was in front, protecting a few junior disciples in the middle.
Suddenly, there was a crackling sound all around, and everyone hurried to look, and saw countless fragments of tables, chairs, and benches floating in the air, shooting towards them.
Everyone was shocked, a ghost with such an ability was really the only one in their lives, and it was completely beyond the scope of this competition.
Everyone hurriedly drew their peachwood swords and smashed the fragments of the tables, chairs and benches that flew over.
The goblin was silent, the goblin was hiding outside, and only by getting out of the maze array could he catch the goblin, and he leaped and smashed the largest table.
The crowd had almost chopped the broken wood, and suddenly, countless powders fell from the roof, covering everyone's eyes.
It turned out that the house had been around for a long time, and the wall skin on it had been loosened, and it happened to fall off after being beaten by everyone.
This is the time that the ragdoll is waiting for.
She suddenly came out of the thick fog and pounced on Shunmo, who was incomparably delicious in her eyes.
Shunmo sensed the danger, didn't bother to rub his eyes, hurriedly grasped it in his hand, and slashed towards the rag doll with his sword.
Caught off guard, a slender white hand reached out and grabbed the rag doll and pinched her non-existent neck......