Chapter 1135: Who Ate My Brain32
It was a world of despair, desolate and desolate, with all sorts of vicious curses roaring from time to time, and the black dead trees like devil's fingers became more and more gloomy, as if they were about to wake up from their silence in the next second, waving their tentacle-like branches and laughing madly.
The four figures hidden in the black cloak had obviously made up their minds, they didn't escape, they floated in the air, and the rain clouds were getting lower and lower, which was even more eerie.
Siru drifted in the passage for a long time.
She was also helpless.
Those photos that were originally regular suddenly smashed at her as if they were out of control, turning into a poker weapon in the hands of the God of Gamblers.
She's hiding!
Dodgeball!
But there are too many photos, dense, Siru is very worried that she will be overwhelmed, and in the end she has no choice but to cut through the mess quickly.
She, chopped.
The pale green spiritual power turned into a sharp huge guillotine, the snow-white edge of the knife glowed with cyan light, and it was better to destroy it all than to spend energy dodging those photos full of murderous intent, or directly facing it.
Problems that can be solved with violence, Siru doesn't want to waste brain cells.
Kindness.
Photos, turned into pieces.
The scenes that are being played out are broken and scattered into countless stars and disappear into the dark passage, and the picture is very beautiful.
Siru feels like she is in the Milky Way.
Meng Heping's brain hurt very much, her eyes opened suddenly, she grabbed her phone to look at the time, and did not get up, but opened a video website, her eyes and fingers swiped aimlessly on the home page, and her eyes did not turn once in a few minutes.
It's all popular and good drama variety shows.
Meng Heping found a drama that was interrupted some time ago, it was a spy war, she blinked, clicked on it and started watching it.
She had just slept for half an hour, and her energy had recovered a lot.
Of course, she thought to herself.
Meng Heping's eyes seemed to be glued to the TV screen.
But if someone asks her what she is playing, she will only slowly move her gaze in a daze, like a robot.
"What?"
Be.
Symptoms left over from being invaded by the Cloak of Evil Spirits.
The plot continues.
"Whoa...... Ziz ...... ......"
The TV series that was originally showing turned completely black after a few flashes.
Meng Heping came back to her senses and hurriedly poked the video with her finger.
No response.
She quits and replays it, only to find that the TV series is gone.
I couldn't find it.
Angrily threw his phone aside.
"What a broken website, I can't even chase a drama, garbage!"
Turn on the TV again.
Anyway, I can always tune to a stage with a drama.
But the strange thing is that every few minutes I see it, all the snowflakes turn into snowflakes, and after half an hour, there is not even a platform to see.
Trough!
Meng Heping found the complaint phone number on the Internet.
"Hey, is it a TV station? What the hell is going on with you......"
The TV station is also helpless.
The face is bitter.
“…… Excuse me...... Recently reorganized...... Thank you for your understanding. ”
Or else?
Say they don't know why it's like this? It's going to be beaten.
I was still very leisurely drinking coffee and eating some snacks, but I received a phone call asking why all channels had no signal.
Then, the second pass, the third pass......
Anyway, the people who can get through now are the lucky ones who are favored by God.
Technicians are stepping up to deal with it.
Meng Heping didn't watch the drama, and the whole person was so irritable that she couldn't watch anything.
Not pleasing to the eye.
She walked back and forth in the house, curled up on the sofa when she was tired, no matter how she changed her position, she felt uncomfortable, as if there was a big hole in her heart that could not be filled no matter what, and even faintly felt like she was going to swallow her, her heart beat faster and it was difficult to breathe.
Kindness.
It's an addiction.
"Ah!!h
"I can't stand it!"
Meng Heping jumped up from the sofa violently, kept pulling her hair, her face was yellow, her face was hideous, and she was rolling around.
The people downstairs were nursing the baby, and the baby who was about to fall asleep was shocked by this roar, and then he cried, and the young mother was already exhausted, and the anger in her heart was uncontrollable.
"Is there a sickness upstairs? If you can't stand it, die! ”
Meng Heping was stunned, her eyes were wide open, and her pupils were full of bloodshots, which were densely covered and occupied the whites of her eyes.
"Impossible, impossible not to have ......"
"I'm sure I'll find good dramas...... Definitely can......"
Of course, there are countless people with the same symptoms as Meng Heping at this time.
Madness.
Even if you go to the hospital, you can't do it.
The only way is to continue chasing dramas, or to forcibly quit.
The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back......
It's still an endless sea of suffering.
Siru killed all directions with a glistening blue guillotine, and the photo of the hidden killing machine in the black passage shattered into slag when it touched the guillotine, and she rushed forward quickly and without hesitation.
Kindness.
The photos are gradually becoming fewer.
Eventually, the passage was calm again.
It was pitch black, and there seemed to be a little firefly in the passage where you couldn't see your fingers.
That's Siru.
I don't know how far ahead, the passage gradually became clearer, and black and white chess pieces appeared on the two walls.
Kindness.
The black gas is blurred.
Exudes malice.
"You're a piece of trash, you're a piece of trash!"
"If you are mentally retarded, you should hide in the house and cry, don't come out and pollute the air!"
"Brain-dead patients, please go this way, the psychiatric hospital welcomes you."
"Die to the idiot!"
……
Siru read them one by one, and she didn't know who had the ability to write these swearing words on the wall, she picked them off, and she couldn't take them off.
It's the mind.
As I moved forward, I even heard the sound of swearing.
Siru stopped in front of a wall, her palm gently pressed against the wall.
Suddenly......
This is on the side of the street.
Before dawn, the streetlights were dim and flickered for a few moments before they were completely lit, and the garbage station on the side of the road emitted a strong sour smell, only mice rummaging and crawling in them, and occasionally hearing a few cat meows.
A figure suddenly appeared around the corner.
The night was dark.
I could only faintly see a rough outline of a man, holding a child in his arms, quickly walked to the garbage station and threw the child, wiped his eyes, and finally bit his lip and said decisively, "Who made you a fool, who made your life bad." ”
He walked away without looking back.
In the dark, a thinly dressed boy lies in a foul-smelling garbage dump waiting for dawn.
Will it be light?
Yes.
But for some people, the world is always dark.
There is no hope.
The next day, a little boy was found lying in the garbage dump.
It's pathetic.
Lying in the foul-smelling garbage, his eyes blankly looked at the onlookers.
He drooled and giggled as if he had no idea where he was going.
No one wants to adopt a fool.
The boy with brain disabilities was not sent to a welfare home, and he became a toy for some people because he was helpless, had no relatives, and no reason or even himself, and he would not fight back was the best vent.
"Fool!"
"Fool ......"
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