Chapter 557: Double Ringtones

It was just a matter of a glance, and we arrived at the tree hole that was still warm.

Luo slowly opened his eyes, and when he realized that his situation was extremely bad, he became terribly calm.

Looking at the fire that was about to burn out, he gently raised his hand, took a few pieces of wood directly from the tree wall, removed the water and threw them into the fire.

Afterwards, he didn't help the fire, but just watched the flames gradually grow, and the warmth rushed to his face, making his eyes glow with fire.

This is the fourth time, and in the third time, it should be said to be a showdown.

If you want to get out, you have to find the "it" and get to the root.

How to find it is a problem, and there is one thing to pay attention to, that is, does "it" have the ability to kill itself, and is itself a fish on the chopping board, without even a chance to struggle?

If so, then any subsequent actions to escape will be in vain.

As the saying goes, one would rather believe in something than believe in nothing. At this moment, Luo can only believe in everything.

That "it" has taken off its mask, and it is impossible to continue to play happily. If the first three scenes were only for satisfying spiritual enjoyment, then there should not be a fourth time.

In other words, that "it" may need to wander endlessly for some reason to get something.

Thinking on the bright side, that "it" cannot directly take one's own life.

"Stay for a week, right in the tree hole."

Luo suddenly looked at Bi Siji and said without beginning or end.

Bisiji happened to wake up at this time, and was taken aback when he heard Luo's words.

"Give him a week to recover. Before that, I will stay in the tree hole. If he still can't move after a week, then abandon him."

Luo pointed his thumb at Dongba, who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, instead of calling him by his name, he used "he".

At this time, if it was the real Bisji, how would he react?

"A week, almost."

Bisiji's reaction was very flat, she glanced at Dongba,

Carrying compassion.

Luo Jingjing observed Bi Siji's words and deeds, and suddenly moved back a certain distance, keeping her face out of the scope of the fire as much as possible, and buried in the shadows.

It is natural to have such an idea that all the words and deeds of Bisji and Black Cat come from their own cognition, just like a script created in the depths of their subconscious mind, using what they think is a natural trend to determine their What to say and what to do next.

"Bisji will be crazy about his muscular body."

Luo uses a subjective attitude to use a hypnotic method to persuade himself, hoping to see if Bisji will suddenly abandon the image of the little loli, and then become the one who loves the original figure.

He thought so, then stared at Bisji.

The expected change did not happen, but the malicious look in his eyes made Bi Siji pay him a strange look.

Even if it was illusory, Luo didn't want to be treated as a pervert by Bi Siji, so he restrained his gaze in due course.

He thought to himself that "it" really didn't know how to cooperate at all, and it might be that Bi Sijina's body-building body was not strong enough to kill, so that "it" didn't think it was necessary to expose his lies again.

Or, for all the time that follows, that "it" will not show up in a revealing way.

Thinking of this, Luo stretched out his hand and gently stroked Bruna's head lying beside him. If possible, you should be asleep for every minute and every second after that.

Clearly knowing that the current situation is illusory, instead, there is a trace of inexplicable randomness. Of course, there will also be worries about his current situation in the real situation, as well as the current situation of Bi Siji and the others.

I can't convince myself at all to be happy with the situation.

It's just that there is nothing to do except wait for the next change.

At this time, the black cat came over, and Luo and Bisji were both awake, so there was no need for him to continue to be on guard by the tree hole.

"You don't really want to stay here for a week, do you? Or let's go out for a walk and see if we can find the vegetables and fruits you need."

The black cat looked forward to it. He was still thinking about the turkey, for fear that it would be left out for too long, which would affect the original flavor.

"No." Luo ruthlessly refused.

The black cat opened its silver eyes wide and said, "Didn't you always say that you must grasp the freshness of every rare ingredient? If you keep it for a long time, no matter how good the ingredient is, the flavor will lose its flavor!"

"Is there?" Luo said lightly.

The black cat looked at Luo in disbelief.

Afterwards, Luo stayed in the tree hole all day until late at night, when the shadow reflected by the firelight suddenly turned back and dragged him into the darkness.

This time, it really has the touch that death should have.

The previous three times, one was when the body turned into countless granulation and collapsed, one was when it was weathered into sand by the sound waves, and the other was when it was swallowed directly. The whole process was painless until the end.

Until the fourth time when he was dragged into the darkness by the shadow, he experienced the process of suffocating to death.

The "it" hidden behind the scenes began to show its knives.

After that, once a day.

For the fifth time, a few thumbnail-sized flames jumped out of the burnt fire, pierced through the chest, and injected into the heart, making Luo experience what it means to feel pain in the heart.

The sixth time, countless small insects drilled out from the tree wall, directly biting through Luo's back, gnawing away at the bones.

For the seventh time, several pairs of small black hands squeezed Luo's eyes, and then flattened his body inch by inch like a million-ton hydraulic press.

For the eighth time, several lumps of sarcoma emerged from Luo's abdomen, and then exploded, turning into extremely corrosive acid, instantly turning him into pus.

Using various exaggerated methods to make Luo experience death again and again, in an attempt to crush Luo's nerves.

However, the more this happened, the calmer Luo became. Although he had to bear some real physical pain, it also gradually showed that that "it" might not have the means to kill him.

Until the fifteenth time, that "it" may have realized this, so in Luo's death scene alone, it added the "interaction" factor.

On this day, the sound of wind and rain that lasted more than a dozen times disappeared the moment Luo opened his eyes.

Listening carefully, everything is quiet, even the slight crackling of the fire is gone.

This kind of change made Luo not very used to it. During so many deaths, he has been observing, but he didn't find anything.

In the tree hole, Bisji and the others were sleeping, but the black cat was not on guard at the tree hole, but was reflected on the back of Luo's hand. This was the second change.

Suddenly, two bells rang from the silent outside, one urgent and the other slow, with no tacit cooperation.

The rapid ringtone seemed to be urging the soul.

The slow ringing sound seemed to call for souls.

Luo frowned, and looked towards the tree hole, but saw that the bark was torn apart like a paper window, and there was an identical tree in front of him in the center of his line of sight, and there was also a tree hole at the same height.

However, a double-tailed snake covered with strange patterns snaked out there, with a walnut-sized sarcoid hanging from the end of its tail, and it kept ringing when it shook.

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