Illumi closed his eyes and was concentrating when he suddenly heard a rustling sound in his ears. He opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound and asked in a cold tone.
"what are you doing?"
Hisoka put on his shoes, held the poker in his hand, and walked to the door in an enchanting manner. He turned around and asked with a smile.
"I'm a little curious about what's in the backyard, and I plan to go have a look. Do you want to come with me?"
Illumi was silent for a moment, then took out a handful of nails in his hand, and without saying a word, he threw them at all the vital points around Hisoka's body.
Hisoka was stunned for a moment, and the poker in his hand was shot out.
"What are you doing?"
The cards and nails collided in the air and fell one after another.
Illumi said nothing, but took out two more nails and threw them out quickly, scattering flowers like a goddess scattering flowers and covering Hisoka's body like stars in the sky.
Hisoka could only keep throwing poker cards to counterattack, dodging and questioning at the same time.
"Uh-huh~ Illumi, why did you attack me so stupidly? You're still throwing... Wait a minute..."
Illumi still turned a deaf ear and scattered the nails one by one, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. No one was spared at all.
There was a constant sound of cards and nails hitting gold and iron, and there were even sparks shooting out, forming a dense network in the small room.
"If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude..."
Hisoka said in an unhappy tone. It could be seen that Illumi was still indifferent, and the surprised and inexplicable expression on his face gradually faded away.
The mouth opened slowly and strangely, reaching almost to the base of the ears. Suddenly, patches of charred black appeared on the fair face. The skin split open and peeled off in layers like cracked bark. Half of the head and body were strangely deflated. , the person in front of him suddenly changed into a living person, from Hisoka to a male ghost whose whole body was burned beyond recognition, and he laughed sinisterly.
"How did you tell that I was a fake..."
Illumi's expression remained unchanged, he kept attacking and said in a cold voice.
"I didn't see it, but whether you are fake or real, I will do it. In such a ghost place, you have to take unnecessary risks. It is necessary for Hisoka to wake up. However, it is difficult to give good words. Damn it, if Hisoka doesn't listen, I won't stop him from going to die, but you have exposed yourself in advance."
"...Damn it... I thought I could trick you out..."
The male ghost looked unwilling, and for a moment, he suddenly looked at Illumi strangely.
"But your so-called beating to wake up is too harsh... Is this a beating to death... What if you really kill me... ·”
"If you really want to die, then just die...what else can you do..." Illumi looked indifferent.
The male ghost couldn't help being stunned. "Have you ever treated your friends like this?"
"Who said that guy is my friend..."
Illumi immediately retorted firmly with a disgusted tone, and summed it up thoughtfully in a low voice to himself.
"It seems that I won't be able to form a group with this guy in the future. I originally wanted to cross-check with Weird, but instead I was taken advantage of and almost died."
The male ghost can only be speechless about this kind of plastic friendship. In the past, he enjoyed the distorted expressions of those he deceived when he suddenly changed their faces, the moment when the people close to him suddenly turned into ghosts. The disbelief, fear and helplessness made him feel extremely comfortable and satisfied.
After a moment, the male ghost laughed sinisterly again.
"Huhuhu... I really want to know what your friend's face will be like when he hears you commenting on him like this... You know... he doesn't have any I went with you without hesitation..."
"What? It turns out that there are other ghosts who used the same method to find Hisoka? I thought it was a ghost breaking the wall, so I couldn't see him. It turns out he was abducted by you a long time ago."
Illumi's dull cat eyes widened slightly, slightly surprised.
After a moment, he nodded again and said in a calm tone, "This is not unusual at all, it's just a case of mental illness."
"Do you think Hisoka followed me because he believed in me? Then you are wrong. He is just looking for excitement. It is indeed his style. Even if he is facing a ghost, he must do it if he can get it?"
The male ghost's face suddenly turned ferocious.
"No matter what it is... in short... none of you can leave here today..."
With a whoop, the room suddenly started to catch fire as if boiling oil had been poured on it. The temperature rose rapidly. Every breath of air that was taken in was filled with scalding heat, making people feel difficult to breathe. Above their heads, a room made of earth, wood, and masonry structures Dust began to fall from the roof, and at first it was just tiny particles. Soon, the roof collapsed suddenly, and large swaths of blackened beams and bricks fell on Illumi.
Illumi looked at the male ghost with a hint of understanding at this time.
"It turns out that you were hit to death by the burning roof, but it couldn't kill me."
He hit the beam above his head with a straight fist. The two collided, making a violent sonic boom. In the thick smoke, Illumi looked up at the roof with a hole, his feet He pushed hard and jumped up.
In the silent corridor, the light of the light bulb was extremely dim, and the long light rope swayed slightly in the wind, causing the scenery below to sway along with it, as if it was enlarging and shrinking.
Hisoka looked at Illumi's back with a smile. He walked silently and without a word in the dim light. His long black hair was flying behind him, making his figure particularly erratic.
Hisoka suddenly spoke jokingly. "Illumi, you look like a woman from behind."
Illumi paused for a moment, then continued forward as if he hadn't heard anything, but walked faster.
Hisoka didn't care, and followed slowly with the corner of his mouth raised high.
After going downstairs, turning to the corridor on the left and walking a few more steps, Illumi pushed open a door. Hisoka had passed by this door before when he came down to take a shower. However, he remembered that this door was covered by a heavy door at that time. The chains were wrapped and locked layer by layer, but at this moment, they disappeared.
Hisoka just pretended not to see this abnormality and followed Illumi into the backyard.
At this moment, Illumi suddenly quickened his pace and soon disappeared into the dark night, out of sight.
Hisoka had no intention of chasing or shouting, but looked at the large number of blurry rectangular pillar-like objects in front of him.
He remained as cautious as he should be, and walked all the way with his thoughts wrapped around his body.
When he got closer, Hisoka could see clearly that these rectangular column-like objects were actually tombstones, densely packed all over the backyard. Under the dim light of the night, the photos on the tombstones actually exuded a faint halo. Make every dead person's face clearly visible.
"The cemetery, it's really a scary routine without any suspense." Hisoka raised his eyebrows, feeling that it was just so boring.
However, he soon noticed those photos. The expressions of each deceased person were very vivid, as if they were all alive in the photos, and each expression was very restless, filled with resentment and hatred. With reluctance, both pairs of eyes looked directly at Hisoka.
This was quite interesting. Hisoka was interested and took the initiative to express his hatred and laughed.
"Unless you have the ability to jump out, it's just a waste of time to watch~"
After he finished speaking, he was about to leave. Suddenly, he seemed to see something familiar out of the corner of his eye, and Hisoka immediately looked over with sharp eyes.
At the end of the group of tombstones, there are three tombstones standing there. Compared with the other tombstones, they look very new, as if they were erected not long ago. The photo above...
Hisoka narrowed his eyes, no wonder he looked familiar, he was really an acquaintance.
The photo on the first tombstone was of Elena who had just died. Like the photos on the other tombstones, she looked at him unwillingly with a face full of resentment.
The second one is Zait. However, unlike other photos, he is a full-body photo, and he seems to be lying down. His face is blue, his eyes are frightened, his hands and feet are curled up, as if he is beating hard and shouting something. .
The photo on the third tombstone is of Shanhadiya. He is also a full-body photo, but he seems to have just rolled in the mud. He has become a mud monkey, with a solemn and catlike look on his face. Walking on a narrow and low stone path.
"Um?"
Hisoka intuitively felt something was wrong with the two photos of Zait and Shanhadiya, but before he could think about it, a huge black human silhouette was suddenly projected on the ground in front of him.
The silhouette's long hair was flying, twisting and fluttering like the snake on Medusa's head, and its slender figure was slightly twisted and swaying, as if it was approaching him step by step.
The corners of Hisoka's mouth suddenly curved up and he chuckled.
"This is not Illumi at all. No matter how thin he is, he is still a man. You are completely in the shape of a woman, right? Is it because there is no need to pretend anymore?"
At the same time Hisoka turned around, the poker cards had already flown out like a meteor shower. At the same time, the cards were stretched and retracted freely and hooked towards the backyard wall. Under the elastic pull, Hisoka's whole body flew backwards like a cannonball.
But at this moment, black hair came like a flood, covering Hisoka's entire body.
Hisoka didn't take it seriously at first, but after he cut off all the black hair with a poker, he found that he had moved to another place inexplicably.
He was lying down, and everything he could see was pitch black, so dark that he couldn't even see his fingers. Hisoka had good night vision and couldn't see anything.
It was extremely narrow in front and behind. Hisoka stretched out his hand and groped up and down, measuring with his feet, and finally concluded that it was a rectangular box 2 meters long, one meter wide, and 80 centimeters high.
What's worse is that there is no air in this place, it is dark and narrow, so he is trapped in a coffin now? Hisoka realized it instantly, and suddenly remembered Zait's strange photo.
If he was trapped in a small coffin like himself, that would explain the strange posture.
Hisoka thought, but did not delay his movements. He injected telepathy into his legs and kicked upwards. He didn't know whether it was because the coffin was very thick, or there was an unknown force blocking it. As a result, with this kick, in addition to feeling the coffin lid shake, Apart from being loose, it didn't open immediately.
Hisoka raised his eyebrows and suddenly became a little more serious. This time, not only his feet, but also his hands were injected with telekinesis and blasted upwards.
There were constant banging sounds, and the coffin shook vigorously, but Hisoka ignored it and just wreaked havoc arrogantly.
Finally, the coffin lid clicked, and there was a sound of breaking, but what was exposed was not fresh air, but a large amount of falling soil, which was moist and extremely sticky and thick, covering the body and face, heavy and heavy. Wetness brought a new round of suffocation.
Hisoka immediately understood where Shanhadiya was covered in mud. He stretched out his hand, and after feeling the hole in the coffin board, he grabbed the hole with one hand and kicked hard with both feet again. Then, this time , the coffin board was finally blown away by him.
Hisoka crawled out of the coffin with a gray face and covered in mud, and then crawled out of the mud again. Looking around, he saw a bag of earth tightly surrounding the coffin, and outside the bag of earth was a low stone chamber.
Xisuo walked out of the stone chamber with his back bent, and found that there were deep corridors extending in all directions outside, and there seemed to be other stone chambers around as far as he could see.
So, is an underground palace built here to connect all the tombstones together?
There is extremely thin air in the underground palace. Although ordinary people will still be deprived of oxygen if they stay for a long time, it is much better than not having any oxygen at all. With Hisoka's lung capacity, at least he doesn't have to worry about suffocating to death.
Hisoka's eyes wandered for a moment, but he still didn't intend to find his way in this underground palace that might be like an underground maze like Shanhadiya, so he punched the stone slab above his head as usual.
The stone slab shook, but in the end it didn't move at all. Hisoka didn't believe in evil and kept punching out, making a dull thumping sound that shook the earth.
Jin suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately felt his bladder protesting against him. Jin was not a three-year-old child, nor was he a coward. Since he wanted to go to the toilet, he should go. He definitely did not hold back his urine because of fear of the unknown terror. Dawn this option.
He walked out of the door and turned left directly into the toilet next door. At this time, the sound of pumping water happened to be heard, and it was extremely noisy. Jin casually glanced at the entire toilet, except for the innermost door, which was ajar. I don’t know if there are people there or not, but everything else is clearly visible.
Jin stood in front of the small ejaculation pool and finished solving the problem successfully. As soon as he pulled up his pants, he heard a faint, timid female voice ringing in his ears.
"Hello, can I borrow a piece of paper?"
"who?"
Jin turned around suddenly, scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, and finally landed on the still half-hidden door of the toilet, saying in a deep voice.
"This is the men's restroom. Women are not in the women's restroom. Isn't it weird to borrow paper from the men's restroom?"
But the faint female voice remained unmoved and still asked timidly. "Hello, can I borrow a piece of paper?"
Jin frowned and stopped talking. He just looked around carefully and retreated towards the toilet door. However, after walking for dozens of steps, he did not exit the toilet door. When he entered the corridor, he quickly turned around and took a look, only to find that the toilet The gate was gone, and there was only a wall standing behind it.
Jin immediately realized that he was trapped in a trap again. He simply stood still and no longer tried in vain to get out of here. Instead, he faced the difficulty and headed directly towards the still ajar door of the toilet.
The faint sound of borrowing paper was still heard, as if it was ringing in my ears, and it seemed to come from all directions, but in short, it didn't seem to be coming from the ajar compartment.
Jin stood still in front of the door and kicked it open. The door slammed inward and hit the wall, but it did not hit anything else as Jin imagined.
He looked inside intently and saw that there was no one in the toilet. The door was half on the wall. Jin frowned slightly and looked back, but the toilet door was still invisible.
At this time, the faint female voice sounded again. "Hello, can you lend me a piece of paper?"
Jin thought for a while, answered, stepped on the steps, leaned slightly, and looked down into the excretion pool.
"I didn't bring any paper, so I can't help you."
In the narrow long excretion pool, there was a female ghost with curled up limbs. Her body was covered with filth. I don’t know how she stuffed herself into such a small place. She raised her head and the corners of her mouth were cracked. He opened his eyes, stared at Jin with his green eyes, and laughed strangely.
"Whatever you have...you can help me...use your body to rub me..."
The female ghost suddenly jumped out, and Jin immediately couldn't bear it and backed away. This was a ghost with flavor. Jin really admired her courage, even choosing a way to die that a normal person would never be able to do.
Facing the female ghost who was covered in feces and urine, Jin felt for the first time what it means to be wary of rats and what it means to be timid. He could only play hide-and-seek with the female ghost while trying to break the wall to escape.
At this time, the sound of regularly pumping water sounded again, but this time, after the sound ended, the water in the water storage bucket still seemed to be surging continuously. Then, the next moment, cracks suddenly appeared on the ceiling and surrounding walls, and then , the water storage barrel also suddenly cracked a long crack.
Jin looked in surprise. The next moment, the water storage bucket completely burst, and the raging water rushed down. After all the water in the bucket ran out, there was still endless water flowing down the pipe behind it, instantly flooding the toilet. There was a swamp, and then the walls and ceiling collapsed. Outside, there were blazing flames reaching into the sky.
The large amount of water flow and the blazing fire should have canceled each other out. After all, water and fire are incompatible. But there was too much water in the toilet, and the fire outside was too strong. For a while, the two sides were in a strange stalemate. The fire couldn't come in, and the water flowed out, which didn't extinguish much of the fire, but it quickly heated up due to the fire.
A large amount of steam began to emit, forming boiling water vapor. The water vapor enveloped the entire toilet like fog, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere, making it difficult to distinguish things and find the exit.
Standing among them, people feel as if they are being placed on a steamer and being steamed alive.
A faint female voice began to cry, shrill, helpless, hesitant and desperate.
Jin sighed and suddenly felt some sympathy for the female ghost. This death was really tragic.
He could completely imagine that in such a desperate situation, she could only run around like a headless fly. After realizing that she could not find an exit, her survival instinct would naturally lead her to hide in the coolest place, hoping to survive for a while. For a moment, then, the excretion pool, the lowest part of the entire toilet, seems to be a last resort, and the water here must be heated last.
But it was probably too humiliating to die, so did this obsession turn into wanting to wipe myself clean?
Jin looked at the female ghost rushing toward him again, and could only say sorry to her. He sympathized with her, but he couldn't use his own body to wipe her dirty and smelly body.
Now that the fire has opened a path, it's time for him to leave.
Jin rushed into the sea of fire. The fire was hot and had an indescribable coldness, but soon, an even hotter flame suddenly appeared in the sea of fire.
Due to the appearance of this flame, the blazing flames that were burning everywhere suddenly turned into a gloomy green fire. The two flames collided, causing everything in the guest house to turn into ashes.
"Feitan's rising sun?" Jin was stunned and immediately ran towards the red flames.
Finally, the green will-o'-the-wisp disappeared, and the red flame also disappeared, leaving only a dark ruin that was completely burned to charcoal.
Jin saw Feitan, Knight, Chrollo and Illumi, all of whom had scars left by the flames.
Jin ran over, looked around, and asked.
"Just you guys? Why didn't you see Hisoka and Pariston? It's impossible for them to die because of this, right?"
Chrollo and the others had just escaped and hadn't had time to look around. When asked at this time, they naturally didn't know.
At this moment, a loud sound suddenly came from behind the ruins. Several people heard the sound and looked around, only to see the soil on the ground flying away into the sky, and a pair of hands also stretched out from the soil.
Jin was startled, then, with a little kick of his feet, he immediately rushed over and helped to dig up the soil. Then, he saw Hisoka crawling out of it in a rather embarrassed manner.
Jin said in surprise. "Hisoka, how did you come out of the earth?"
Hisoka didn't want to answer this question. He was so excited that he almost lost his temper. He walked back to the group of tombstones again and looked at the tombstones of Zait and Shanhadiya. He found that Zait's photo had changed. It became a bust like the others, looking at him with unwilling resentment, while Shanhadiya's tombstone disappeared.
"Huh? Isn't this the person who followed Pariston? Why is his photo here?" Jin asked in surprise.
"He's dead, so he's here." Hisoka said casually.
"Dead? How did he die?" Jin was suddenly surprised.
"He died down here. He probably didn't break out, right?" Xisuo said uninterestingly.
"Underneath?" Jin looked at the tombstone with Zait's photo with a strange look on his face, and without saying anything, he started digging the hole with his bare hands.
The soil was dug out continuously, and when it was dug down, there was a hard stone slab. Chrollo walked over and looked towards the west cableway.
"What's down there? It can trap you. It's not just an ordinary coffin and dirt, right?"
Hisoka patted the dirt on his head and face and snorted.
"There is an underground palace below, and everyone's tombs are connected together."
"Underground palace?" The knight came over curiously, "Are you so particular? You even built an underground palace? But it's a bit strange to have a mass burial, isn't it? Is this a special custom?"
Hisoka spread his hands.
"Who knows, but this underground palace is very strong. I spent a lot of effort and still couldn't break open this layer of stone slabs. I thought it was impossible, but suddenly, I could break it open again."
Chrollo stood up from the place where Hisoka broke out of the ground just now, looked at the white fish belly gradually revealed on the horizon, and analyzed calmly.
"It's probably because it's dawn, so the power has weakened, but the hole you just made has disappeared again."
"Really, the hole is really gone." The knight looked down and said with wide eyes.
Jin blasted towards the stone slab, instantly creating a huge hole. However, there was neither a coffin nor an underground palace underground. Jin frowned.
"Is it because it was dawn? The underground palace also disappeared?"
Everyone couldn't guess the reason, and they didn't intend to continue guessing. They still planned to leave here and go to Mosquito Light Middle School.
However, Jin was a little worried about it. "Where's Pariston?"
Although he didn't like to see Pariston, he really didn't believe that he would die in such a place.
Hisoka said casually.
"If he is not dead, then he may have walked along the road to the underground palace? Before I went down to the underground, I could still see Shanhadiya's tombstone, but now it is gone. He was probably out of danger, so the tombstone disappeared, Pa If Ristone is like this, then it’s normal that there are no traces here.”
"Well, forget it, leave him alone."
Jin also let go. If Pariston died, no matter how much he thought about it, it would be useless. If he didn't die, it wouldn't be worth worrying about him.
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The early simple levels of Chrollo have been cleared. In the next chapter, I can meet Cellululu and clear the final big level. I will update another chapter tomorrow. Thank you at 2020-07-26 21:27: 52~2020-08-01 21:07:31 Little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
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