In the darkness, Martha remained motionless, her eyes wide open, frozen in place.
It wasn't that she didn't want to move, but that she couldn't move. Because the biting chill coming from her back was too strong, she was enveloped by the sudden low temperature that swept through her body, and her whole body became motionless.
Martha didn't speak. She seemed to be in silence, but isn't silence an alternative manifestation of panic? Even sometimes, silence can reflect the level of fear better than panicked screams.
At this moment, in this strange and silent state of silence, Martha's face gradually turned pale, and her eyes were filled with tears as she desperately opened her eyes.
then……
In the dark darkness, accompanied by bursts of coolness, a low, depressed and cold woman's words came from behind:
"I accept your body."
As she finished speaking, Martha had a feeling.
An indescribable feeling, a strange feeling that no one has ever experienced before.
Yes, as soon as the woman behind her finished speaking, the cold feeling that originally enveloped her body disappeared. No, no, it was not that the cold feeling disappeared, but that she could no longer feel the cold. Her tactile function disappeared, and her skin's perception of the external environment disappeared. The ability dissipated rapidly, resulting in the body being unable to feel the heat or cold of the environment. Not only that, but also other sensory organs besides touch, or in other words, all the organs in her body that could sense the outside world lost their function in an instant. ,Then……
It's the brain, it's the rapid blurring of consciousness.
However, even if her five senses disappeared, even if her consciousness began to blur rapidly, at the last moment when her consciousness disappeared, Martha still faintly felt as if something had entered her body, something cold and cold.
Then...
Martha couldn't feel anything anymore.
………
"Wake up, are you kid? Wake up!"
"You're not awake, are you? Okay, then you just wait to die!"
Suddenly, a voice began to come from deep in his brain, a string of anxious urging words calling him one after another.
(Waiting to die? I...am I currently waiting to die?)
(No, I don’t want to die, I definitely can’t wait to die!)
He Fei suddenly opened his eyes!
The vision soon became clear, and I realized that I was lying on the ground in a lonely street covered with fallen leaves. On both sides were dilapidated houses and red maple trees. Around me, there were cool breezes blowing. Fallen leaves were flying all over the sky, and the trees were rustling.
Wow!
After seeing everything clearly, He Fei jumped up from the ground as if he was electrocuted. He subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the sky. His right hand immediately reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone.
Looking down at the screen, I saw that the time displayed on the screen was 16 o'clock!
(It’s afternoon? It’s almost evening? I, I, he, I, he was unconscious for so long, almost a whole day!)
Ding!
Seeing this, He Fei's expression changed drastically.
It was obvious that He Fei had not lost his memory. If he was still in a hazy state in the first few seconds after waking up, then when he found that the sun was setting and the time was already at the end of the afternoon, He Fei was completely awake in an instant. Not only did he wake up, but he also instantly remembered everything, became aware of everything, and remembered what he had experienced earlier and what the darkness meant.
Time is running out, and there is not much time left for me. There is less than two hours at most. As long as night falls again, I will be 10,000% dead by then!
Female locust!
He Fei believed that when it got dark, the female locust that could not kill people during the day would definitely appear again, find him as easily as it did in the morning, and then kill him as easily as he did in the morning.
After all, it was a whole night. One night was enough for the female hawk to kill herself countless times. Even if she had 10 lives, it would not be enough for the female hawk to kill her.
Yes, after confirming the time and thinking about it for a while, He Fei came to the result, a final analysis result that absolutely cannot be changed:
That is, it is no longer feasible to wait until the end of the mission by wasting time. The only way to survive is to solve the supernatural incident, and it must not be delayed until dark. It must be solved before the sun sets. At the same time, this is also the last time whether he can survive. Chance.
There are currently less than two hours left before nightfall, and the time left for me is only the last hour or so.
"Grass!"
Thinking of this, how could He Fei, whose expression changed drastically, dare to continue writing ink? Without thinking too much, he cursed first and then ran away without saying a word.
He ran in a certain direction based on his memory and started looking for that very eye-catching luxury building along the town street.
Ta-ta-ta-ta!
Not to mention, He Fei has recovered both mentally and physically since he woke up, which has allowed college students to have enough physical strength to maintain strenuous exercise. In addition, it was speculated early that the female locust cannot kill people during the day. Although he is nervous and uneasy, he runs During this period, He Fei didn't have any scruples, he just ran as fast as he could, walking through the streets of the town according to his first memory.
In the end, the hard work paid off. After running for about five or six minutes, he turned the last street and entered the eastern part of the town. Directly in front, a unique tall building appeared in his field of vision.
That's it!
It was that building, and that building was also the place where he first appeared when he entered the world of this mission.
As expected, when the target was found, He Fei was overjoyed. He ran to the building without stopping, pushed open the door, and ran straight into the living room, even though he had the impression that a half-length old man had appeared here. Even if the young man is still afraid of the half-length old man, a little fear is nothing compared to his own life and death.
"Hoo, ho, ho."
Getting back to the topic, I entered the building and arrived at the living room. In addition to taking a big breath, I still saw familiar pictures and scenes in my field of vision. The spacious and luxurious living room was as full of medieval style as before, with luxurious decorations, classical furniture, and the surrounding ones. The decorations together create a very typical aristocratic residence. The place remains as it is. It is obvious that no one else has been here since leaving yesterday.
Of course, no matter what the environment is like or whether anyone has been here during the period, He Fei will not and cannot care about this. After looking at the environment for a while, the nervous eyes of the college student were looking straight ahead, looking towards On the wall, I looked at the portrait of a woman as tall as a person, an oil painting.
Then, He Fei fell into silence.
In the field of vision, the oil painting is still the same, and the content of the painting is still the European and American woman who is suspected of being an aristocrat. The woman has a beautiful appearance and a quiet expression. She is wearing a long aristocratic dress. Her slender body is tightly surrounded and entangled by iron chains. The whole body, the background of the painting is also this living room, the scene is very weird, no matter how you look at it, it will give people an indescribable feeling of weirdness.
The content of the oil painting is the same as when I observed it yesterday, and there is no change like the living room environment.
But this time, He Fei discovered more than when he first observed it.
For example, he knew the true identity of the woman in the painting. Through observation of her clothing and appearance, the college student was now completely convinced that the woman in the painting and the female hawk were the same person, the murderous hawk hiding in the small town.
(Well, since they are the same person, doesn’t it mean that the woman in the painting has died long ago, and it is very likely that she died abnormally. According to folk wisdom, the woman, no, this female noble must have not transcended for some reason after her death. , thus gradually transforming into a wolf, into a cruel wolf that can really kill people.)
After analyzing this point, He Fei, who suddenly felt that he had discovered something, did not end his thoughts. Instead, while staring at the portrait, he subconsciously reached out and touched his chin. Immediately, another piece of puzzled thoughts also emerged in his mind. .
(However, since the female locust and the woman in the painting belong to the same person and the mission information has also hinted that this supernatural mission may be solved, then... what is the solution?)
(Does it mean to eliminate this female locust?)
(Are you kidding me? The female locust has so many magical powers. Not only is her ability incredible, but she can also kill people instantly. Humans are almost the same as ants in front of them.)
He shook his head and threw this unrealistic idea behind him. He paused, frowned slightly, and began to ponder another guess.
(Could it be that the only way to survive is to find out and solve the cause of the female locust’s death? No, that’s not right. It’s been so many years. Let’s not mention that there are no clues at all. What if we know the cause of the female locust’s death? The female locust will still not let you go. .)
If none of the above is the case, what is the key to solving supernatural incidents?
(Damn it! Where is the way out? What is the key to solving this supernatural incident!?)
Gradually, looking at the oil painting in front of him, He Fei became more and more disheartened as he analyzed more and more, and the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became. Not only did he not find the answer, but he was disturbed by a series of mysteries that followed, and his thinking was confused. Even though he was born with a strong analytical ability at this moment. It is completely useless. You must know that no matter how strong your analytical reasoning ability is, it must be based on sufficient clues. But what He Fei lacks at present is clues. He only knows that the female locust and the woman in the painting are the same person, and relying on this is equivalent to It would be strange to find a way out with no clues.
There are still too few clues, too few, but time is running out!
As the saying goes, anxiety will make people lose their calmness, and losing their calmness will make it impossible to maintain their rationality. Once they lose their rationality, they will often make mistakes in judgment. Especially for people who are in danger, losing their calmness is undoubtedly equivalent to losing their life.
He Fei knew this very well, so when he noticed that he was irritable, the self-controlled college student immediately began to relieve the pressure, taking deep breaths while constantly soothing himself in his mind.
(Calm down, He Fei, you have to calm down. Now is not the time to be impatient, otherwise you will be completely hopeless and completely finished. Calm down, calm down, you can do it, you won’t die, you, definitely won’t die!)
"call!"
After a while, he took a long breath and calmed down quickly. But for some reason, after calming down, He Fei changed. He neither continued to think like before nor made guesses out of thin air like he did just now without any clues. , but moved his sight away from the oil painting and turned his gaze back to the living room.
After repeated scanning for several times, He Fei turned his head away without saying a word and looked at the oil painting again, but this time the focus of his observation was no longer on the content of the oil painting, but on the oil painting itself.
No one knew what the young college student was thinking, and no one knew He Fei's intentions. For a moment, he glanced at the oil painting itself, and his vision continued to shift back and forth between the content in the painting and the frame. Five minutes later, , He Fei moved, moved his legs and walked straight towards the oil painting, and then...
He reached into his pocket, fumbled for a moment, and took out a lighter...
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