Su Qingyu glanced at the time and said, "Don't worry, you have a good time with your uncle and aunt first.
I'm going out in a while, and I'll come find you after the copy in my hand is finished. "
Zhuang Xiaodie held the microphone and said worriedly: "Hey~ the copy is so dangerous, can you not go?"
"This dungeon can only be postponed. I have to go. I have been delaying it for a whole year. It's time to get rid of this dungeon." Su Qingyu looked at the circus ticket in his hand, "Just in time, I also want to go see it. Look at the clowns.”
"Then you must protect yourself."
"The same to you."
hang up the phone.
Su Qingyu picked up the black backpack and handed it to Wu Xin: "Smell it for me. Does this bag still smell of rotten meat?"
In the copy of [Morning Star Beverage Factory], Su Qingyu used this packaging factory director. After returning, the bag smelled bad for a long time.
Su Qingyu used deodorant and washed it three times before the unpleasant smell faded away.
Wu Xin smelled it: "It smells very good."
"That's it. If you feel it smells good, it proves that I haven't washed it thoroughly yet."
Unintentionally, it's weird, he only feels good when he smells human flesh.
He added stubbornly: "The master is also very fragrant."
"Thank you for the compliment." No need to.
Leave Tianfu Lingcheng.
The copy [Red Apple Circus] is opened.
Trial number: 5 people.
Difficulty: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
These five shining stars made Su Qingyu want to die on tofu.
Sure enough, if it has the clown's logo printed on it, it won't be easy to clear.
Su Qingyu woke up from a coma and felt a strange discomfort.
She found that her hands were tied with hemp rope, and her small and delicate hands were dirty. She was wearing a short-sleeved top with holes in it, and the top was printed with cartoon patterns that were about to be worn out.
Looking around, there were a group of dirty children with their hands and feet tied.
There are about a dozen in number.
Some are in a coma, and some have slowly woken up.
Among them was a little girl wearing glasses, who looked particularly familiar to Su Qingyu.
Braids, glasses, one eye looks like a prosthetic eye.
Who is coming?
Su Qingyu looked away. She had discovered that she was now in a child's body. She was delicate and frail, and her strength and speed were greatly limited.
This also greatly increases the difficulty of clearing the copy.
A round potato head with only one mouth. Wearing a black hat and a black suit, he drove a carriage and ran towards the circus.
The horses pulling the carts were covered in sores, and maggots would fall out of the pus-filled holes.
Dark night.
Wu Xin sat on top of the iron cage.
His dark pupils stared at the white mist in the distance.
The other children who woke up had obviously seen Wu Xin. They stayed away from Wu Xin in fear and hugged each other for warmth.
The carriage stopped.
In the dark night, the red and white circus tent stood on the desolate grassland. The outer wall of the tent was spray-painted with weird patterns and evil graffiti. The clown grinned, and his eyes under the paint seemed to be watching. Children who come.
The outer iron fence was inlaid with sharp iron nails, and the blood-red flag with the clown's logo rustled in the wind.
The cripple, holding a cane and holding his neck, walked out among a group of disabled children.
"Has today's goods arrived?" The cripple's voice was hoarse.
The potato-faced groom said flatteringly with the only mouth on his face: "Twelve in total, all fresh."
The lame man glanced in the direction of the cage: "How much does it cost?"
"The whole cage is worth one thousand two hundred ghost coins.
Buy individually, one hundred and fifty coins. "
"I have to inspect the goods first."
"That's natural." The coachman stretched out his broad hand and touched the child from inside the cage.
He grabbed the leg of one of the children. The child struggled and cried desperately, but he was too weak and was dragged out by the leg.
"Smell it, it's very fresh." The driver handed the child to the lame man.
The lame man pinched the kid's flesh and said, "It's too dry."
The child was so frightened that he cried.
The coachman was unhappy when he heard this.
He threw the child into the cage. Due to the inertia, the child's head hit the cage railing, making a "bang" sound.
"How can there be any good stuff these days?" Potato Head opened his mouth wide, his gorgeous scarlet tongue twirling around in his mouth, saliva flying out, "Every family pays close attention to their children, one or two treasures, these They were all skinned outside, so I caught them. If you don’t want them, I will send them to the slaughterhouse in front of you at a high price.”
The lame man said disdainfully: "It's only a few taels of meat, and it won't make much money even if it's sent to the slaughterhouse."
Potato Head clicked his tongue twice: "Then you don't understand.
This kind of tender two-legged sheep is very valuable. "
The little boy behind the lame man gently touched the hem of the lame man's clothes.
The lame man sighed and said, "They are all pitiful.
Forget it, I want the whole cage. "
Su Qingyu was frightened when she heard the conversation between the two of them.
If the cripple doesn't buy them, they might just go straight to the Slaughterhouse copy.
The so-called two-legged sheep refers to people.
Potato Head's body is very tall. You can't tell it clearly when he is driving the carriage. When he stands up, he looks like a tall and thin bamboo pole. Not only his legs are long, but his fingers are also very long.
He poured the children out of their cages.
Su Qingyu rolled out of the cage obediently, Wu Xin jumped from the top of the cage and stood beside her.
There were a few disobedient children who clung to the cage and refused to come down.
That potato head used his fingers to dig at the child.
He pinched the child's head with two fingers and pulled the child out of the cage.
Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand.
Su Qingyu and others were sold into the Red Apple Circus.
The lame man was ugly and had a raised tumor on the back of his neck.
The mouth is crooked and the eyes are slanted.
But the little boy standing behind him was as pure and agile as an angel, with his big eyes shining brightly like gems. The only drawback was that the little boy had no hands.
When Su Qingyu looked at the little boy, the little boy smiled at her.
The lame man stood in front of everyone, trying hard to smile on his ugly face: "Children, welcome to the Red Apple Circus.
I am the circus leader and your father.
From today on, you will live and perform in the circus with me.
Dad likes obedient and well-behaved children. You all must be obedient and don't run around, otherwise you will be eaten by monsters. "
Some of the timid children were frightened to tears.
Su Qingyu nodded and looked at the other children.
Among this group of children, four of them should be like her, trialists trapped in children's bodies.
The little girl with a ponytail secretly moved to Su Qingyu's side, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, we meet again.
You returned my eyeballs. "
Lifting her eyes, Su Qingyu remembered who this girl was.
