Xia Ni's hand fell on her empty neck, breathing heavily.
The little red snake is gone.
After a while, Xia Ni sat up with his hands on the ground. He looked around, but he couldn't find his little red snake.
Auntie Long's body was lying calmly in front of him, and her cloudy eyes had turned slightly gray, which was a sign that life had long gone.
Xia Ni still hasn't figured out what happened.
I lost Auntie Long and Little Red Snake one after another.
He also has a pessimistic attitude towards Xia Hua's whereabouts and safety.
It seemed like everything was meaningless.
Xia Ni felt a burst of sour moisture rising from his heart. The moisture rolled up his chest and into his nose, making Xia Ni's eyes sore.
Xia Ni raised her hand and wanted to rub her eyes, but when she saw the back of her right hand, Xia Ni suddenly froze.
A red mark appeared on his hand.
The mark somewhat resembles the shape of a snake, but you can still see a few slender snake legs on the lower edge of the abdomen...
It’s my own little red snake.
Xia Ni stared at the mark dumbfounded for a long time.
He knows what this means.
This is a bug mark.
I finally have a life bug.
***
Jasmine didn't know where she was walking.
Miaozhen's footsteps were still sounding evenly in front of her. Jasmine didn't hesitate, she just felt curious.
She wanted her other self to open her eyes and look around, but for some reason, there was always a voice in Jasmine's heart reminding herself: Just wait, don't worry, it's almost there, just wait.
Suddenly, she smelled a strange fragrance.
This fragrance is light and faint, very mysterious, yet very familiar.
Jasmine stopped and turned her face following the direction of the smell.
The scent was like a tiny palm, firmly grabbing her nose and her attention.
Jasmine frowned deeply.
"Why...why is there this smell here?"
Miaozhen's footsteps were still calm, as if she hadn't heard her voice.
Jasmine knew what he wanted to say.
"Keep going and you'll find out."
I will know.
Jasmine kept up with Miaozhen's pace while thinking.
Why does the smell of Luxiang appear here?
What he smelled just now was Lu Xiang, a metal specially used by the Lu family to forge swords.
Although it had long been heard that weapons made by Lu Xiang would emit a strange smell, before she lost her sight, Jasmine had never smelled that so-called smell. After she lost her sight, Jasmine's sensory acuity was greatly improved, and she was the first to I smelled the aroma of Lu Xiang for the first time.
What I smelled just now was the scent of Lu Xiang.
Near here, there is Lu Xiang.
Are there weapons around here?
So...are there also people with weapons?
Jasmine tensed her nerves and was ready to take action at any time.
Did Miaozhen really lead himself into a trap with an ambush?
There was another strange smell in the air ahead.
All the muscles in Jasmine's body were tense.
This smell is all too familiar to me.
That's corpse odor!
During the days when the Nine Detectives were attacked, this soaring smell lingered above the station, and it took a long time to dissipate.
The smell of corpse odor that Jasmine will never forget in her life.
Jasmine's stomach wall tightened physiologically, and she quickened her pace, wanting to get closer to Miaozhen.
Come on, get out of this area quickly...
However, the footsteps, which had been sounding regularly like a moving second hand, stopped instantly.
Jasmine pressed her stomach and waited quietly for a few seconds.
Miaozhen didn't go any further.
It seems that this is the end.
This place is full of corpse stench.
Jasmine suppressed her nausea, transformed into Tanshi, and opened her eyes after Tanshi had formed herself.
When she saw everything around her clearly, Jasmine almost retched.
corpse.
There were corpses everywhere.
He was in a huge space with invisible boundaries. The light source from unknown sources was permeating with glistening green light. Countless corpses were scattered around the space. They maintained their dead postures and faced themselves.
"What the hell is going on..."
Jasmine turned her head and looked at Miaozhen.
Miaozhen stood among the corpses, dragging her two small hands, her head hung deeply, and she looked... no different from those corpses.
Jasmine felt a chill in her heart.
Could it be that...Miaozhen is actually a corpse?
Jasmine gritted her teeth and walked towards Miaozhen.
She didn't believe it.
Jasmine grabbed Miaozhen's arm, first pinched his pulse, and then put her fingers under Miaozhen's nose.
Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the warm breath was weak, it was sprayed out evenly from Miaozhen's nose.
Miaozhen is still alive.
Jasmine walked to the nearest corpse. There was a huge bloody hole in the abdominal cavity of that corpse. It looked like it would be difficult to survive. Jasmine checked his breathing and did not feel any movement of airflow.
A corpse indeed.
Jasmine lifted the face of the corpse and took a closer look. It was the face of a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, the kind of appearance that seemed unfamiliar at first glance, but would feel familiar after a closer look.
Have you ever seen him?
Miaozhen's mission seemed to be completed, and there was no more movement. Jasmine asked Tanshi to carry Miaozhen behind her, and Jasmine walked forward leisurely.
She had a premonition.
Jasmine's eyes scanned the faces of the corpses one by one, and strange faces appeared in Jasmine's mind. After an unknown amount of time, Jasmine suddenly stopped.
Her teeth began to tremble.
She saw it.
Sure enough, just as I thought, the corpse here is...
Jasmine started walking again, her steps were a little weak, but very firm.
Jasmine's lips were slightly opened, looking innocent and stunned.
Those are countless familiar faces.
In her dreams, those faces appeared over and over again. For Jasmine, it was like hell. Those faces appeared in flames or in magma. Those faces were crying for help, but Jasmine was powerless and could only let those faces torture her.
For a moment, Jasmine's self-blame, Jasmine's guilt, and Jasmine's despair...
Those were the members of the Nine Detectives who lost their lives in the battle of Nine Detectives.
It's my brothers and sisters.
Their corpses stood in front of him, surrounding him.
Just like in life.
Jasmine understood where she had come.
Those missing bodies, those who died in panic and fear, they are here.
Waiting for your arrival here.
***
Qianyuan...is my life bug?
Xiaolan considers herself to be a fairly imaginative person, but now, it is still difficult for Xiaolan to find answers to questions in her lack of imagination.
Does Qianyuan himself know that Qianyuan is a life bug?
If Qian Yuan also knew...
Then wouldn't he be the last person to know the news?
(End of chapter)
