The noisy knocking on the door at night once again reached Mi August's ears. She was washing her hands in the bathroom, and saw that the water in the basin suddenly turned thick and red. Fortunately, she had already taken out her hands, and the red-brown The liquid swayed, forming a weird and twisted face smiling at her, as if it was foreshadowing something.
Mi August left the basin alone and walked outside.
The moment she opened the door, a sticky slurry enveloped her.
[Condensed water]
Mi August, who was well prepared, cast the spell of the Book of Good and Evil.
The water flow isolates the sticky slurry.
Mi August also saw clearly that the slime was similar to the discolored water in the bathroom basin but more viscous. To put it mildly, it was like meat paste, but to put it nicely, it could be regarded as syrup.
"Syrup" just absorbed the condensation, and a weird laugh came out of it "hehehe".
Mi August's next spell came out immediately.
[yin fire]
The Yin Fire hit "Syrup" and quickly froze a piece of its body.
However, the body of "Syrup" was much larger than this. Its sticky limbs rolled towards Mi August's neck, and the voice of the fat man heard in the afternoon came from this "Syrup" thing.
"Hehehehe, you should pay the price for taking my things. You knew who I was but didn't complain. You are right. You did the right thing."
The limbs moved towards Mi August's neck.
"I can let you die quickly for this. My brothers and sisters are not as kind as me."
[yin fire]
The sticky limbs were once again blocked by Mi August's spell.
"Syrup"'s laughter paused, and then it attacked Mi August with other parts of its body.
However, he was blocked by Mi August's spell time and time again.
One person and another went back and forth, fighting between the bathroom and the outer room for several minutes.
"Syrup" blocked the door to prevent Mi August from leaving, but could not do anything to her for a long time. Gradually, she became more and more irritable and quite confused, "Why, why do you still have spiritual power? You are obviously a newly enlightened person." A low-level soul boy should have exhausted his spiritual power after just one or two spells!"
But how many times has Mi August used spells?
It's not clear if the monster doesn't calculate it, but judging from the fact that its body has been frozen no less than ten times, and these ten freezes have just been caused, there are other freezes that have been restored due to its recovery power, leaving only frostbite.
Mi August asked it back, "What are the time limits and scope limits of your death rule?"
The monster roared angrily. Of course, it was impossible to tell her the information that she needed to survive, and Mi August's calmness was more like a mockery of it.
"No matter what method you use to keep using spells, you still have a fatal weakness. The power of your spells is too small, and you can't do anything to me."
Poof——"Syrup"'s body suddenly dissolved.
Mi August noticed the fishy wind behind him.
Flesh limbs were ejected from the basin in the bathroom.
The "sugar film" that dissolved in front turned into a "sugar film", covering Mi August from head to toe, without giving her any way to retreat.
When attacked from the front, left, and right, Mi August escaped without hesitation.
"..."
The monster, who didn't expect Mi August to still have magic, twisted around wildly and lost its mind.
The sugar film wrapped Mi August's entire house.
From the outside, Mi August's hut glowed with an ominous brown light.
Yan Yan didn't dare to sleep all night again. She opened the window of the next door house and looked at Mi August's house in fear.
As early as the knock on the door, Yan Yan quietly opened the window and observed the situation outside through the small gap.
If she hadn't learned from Hao Hu that Mi August had done such a thing last night, she might not have dared to do it.
She first saw a brown halo appear in the hut No. 6, and then not long after, Gao Wu, the stilt-walker she had seen last night, entered dragging a sack.
Immediately afterwards, another fat man knocked on Mi August's door, and she remembered the "senior brother" mentioned by Qi Sheng and Hao Hu.
It’s just that this fat guy didn’t knock twice
Then, the person turned into pulp and got directly through the crack of the door.
Yan Yan's face turned pale, her heartbeat almost jumped into her throat, but she didn't dare to make any move.
She stared at Mi August's hut without daring to say anything. From time to time there was slight movement coming from inside, but she couldn't hear what was going on specifically.
During this period, the "Harlequin" who had entered cabin No. 6 also came out. Yan Yan didn't know if she was overthinking it, but she always felt that the sack he was dragging was plumper than before he entered the room.
"Harlequin" walked slowly on stilts, first lingering in front of the window of Cabin No. 7. The window of Cabin No. 7 clicked when Yan Yan heard it, and she understood that Hao Ming must have been just like her. He was peeking through the crack in the window, but at this time, he was frightened by the "Harlequin" and closed the window.
"Harlequin" didn't linger outside the closed window for too long before walking towards Mi August's hut.
Yan Yan was afraid that it would come here next, and was hesitating whether to close the window, but she found "Harlequin" stopped outside Mi August's door.
It seemed to be waiting for something, its nose was gasping for air that could be seen with the naked eye in excitement, and the abscesses on its body were bulging.
Yan Yan's eyes fell on the linen bag it was dragging, and she had a very bad suspicion in her mind: Maybe it was waiting for Mi August's body! ?
The waiting time was long. A few minutes usually passed quickly, but tonight, every second was extremely slow.
Under high mental stress, Yan Yan gradually understood the emotional changes of the "Harlequin" from its body movements.
It also waited impatiently.
What is it anxious about?
Until Mi August's cabin was shrouded in brown.
The panting and jumping "Harlequin" suddenly stopped and even danced happily.
Yan Yan's heart dropped rapidly at this moment.
There was also a brown shimmer in Cabin No. 6 before, and then the "Harlequin" entered. The brown halo of Mi August's hut compared to that of No. 6's hut is like the difference between the full moon and the fluorescent light.
inside the house.
Mi August looked at the completely crazy Guai Tan, and the reddish-brown serous membrane squirmed and quickly wrapped around her.
There is a sweet and intoxicating smell floating in the air.
She is like the center of a bonbon, which will soon be sealed in "syrup".
The spell diagram appeared in her hand, and the Yin Fire ignited.
"Hahahahahaha, it's useless, it's useless, I said this power can't stop me, just be my sugar~"
Most ghost stories always seem to be interested in enjoying the painful despair of their prey.
In his words and deeds, he constantly provokes the nerves of his prey.
"I take back what I said before. I won't let you die too happily. I want you to suffocate and watch yourself melt."
The serous membrane on the ground was the first to come into contact with Mi August's feet.
Mi August dropped the Yin Fire in his hand to freeze it.
"Haha." Her still calm expression angered the monster, "It's no use what I said! Why don't you listen."
The serous membrane that had just been covered with a thin layer of frost broke through this layer of restraint with a little movement, and quickly wrapped Mi August's feet.
The boots matching the hospital uniform melted, and the serous membrane touched her feet.
A force was trying to corrode her flesh like wax.
[Condensed water]
A layer of water will isolate the two.
"Struggle, unless you break through now, no matter how hard you struggle, it will be in vain."
It was originally meant as a mockery of the loser by the winner.
Mi August really showed it what a live breakthrough is.
Fill the spirit.
Under the will of Mi August, the sea of spiritual clouds in the spiritual sea dropped a river of spiritual power to connect with the spiritual core.
Inside the house, there was a yin fire in Mi August's hands again.
A section of soul boy.
The Yin Fire grows stronger.
Second paragraph.
Continue to grow.
Three sections.
Then grow.
The serosa suddenly stopped.
There was no sound in the room.
Four paragraphs.
Intermediate soul boy.
The cold air spreads from the raging fire.
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