Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 605 Rose Festival 34
The two stopped and walked, and after passing through several rose gardens, they came to the same wooden building in Hachinohe.

Different from other wooden buildings painted with black antique paint, the eaves of this row of wooden buildings are all painted white.

Like a row of monster teeth, jagged.

Moreover, the scent of flowers here seems to be weaker than other places, but the rancid smell is about to turn into substance, making He Xiaoman wonder if these eight wooden buildings are actually the morgues of Rose Town.

Seeing her frowning, Feng Che suddenly asked He Xiaoman: "Do you still remember the route I brought you here?"

He Xiaoman slowly recalled the two of them from the store to his homestay, and then from the homestay to here, she nodded: "I should remember."

"That's good. You have to remember, if you can't find me on the last day, you can hide here."

He Xiaoman stared at Feng Che with wide eyes, but didn't say anything.

Who told her that she couldn't communicate with her spiritual consciousness through sound transmission.

Now it is outside, who knows if there is any monitoring and listening equipment installed somewhere, some things can't be said casually.

He Xiaoman nodded silently, and the two walked back exactly according to the previous route.

With Feng Che's reminder before, this time He Xiaoman firmly memorized the route.

It's just that they didn't go to the side of the street to look at the guidepost with one side red and the other white.

Regarding the origin of the Bajiazi, He Xiaoman and Feng Che have very consistent views, probably because of the relationship between the eight distinctive buildings.

Feng Che's main event these days is actually here, but he can only enter the first floor of every wooden building, and he can't go up to the second floor no matter what. Sometimes he clearly wants to enter the second floor. After a trance, he returned to the first floor again.

There are eight special houses in the small town, with special smells, plus the inaccessible second floor, Feng Che feels that the hope of survival is likely to be in this place.

However, there is a janitor holding a firecracker here, and once he finds someone sneaking in, he will drive away or even shoot.

But as long as you leave the range of these eight wooden buildings, that person will turn around and return to the wooden buildings, and will not kill them all or die endlessly.

"Like a puppet placed here, as long as you enter his warning range, you will be ruthlessly driven away. As long as you leave this area obediently, he will no longer care about your life or death."

He Xiaoman can only be an obedient listener, but he has some calculations in his heart.

By the time the two of them returned to Rose Long Street and slowly walked back to the hotel, it was already dinner time.

They went on as usual, after He Xiaoman's 211 ate a bowl of noodles, He Xiaoman only expressed his thoughts.

"My dark mist can be invisible. As long as the opponent's level of detection is too high, they won't see our existence. At that time, let's go together to find out what secrets are on the second floor of Bajiazi."

Feng Che shook his head: "I drew an invisibility talisman for myself, but it didn't work. I always felt that the house janitor didn't detect someone breaking in through ordinary methods. I once released the hammer, but he didn't respond at all. It's a pity that the hammer It's too stupid to share the feeling with me, even if it breaks in, it can't find the second floor."

Well, a hammer really is just a hammer.

Summer days are relatively long, and it is still bright outside at seven o'clock, but the street lights have been turned on one after another. It is said that looking at a beautiful woman under the moon, the more you look, the more fascinated you are, but under such dim street lights, those roses look like flowers for some reason. The solidified blood set off the silhouettes of people on the long street like ghosts and ghosts.

But everyone looked so happy, talking and laughing at Yanyan.

The long street downstairs was bustling with people, but He Xiaoman felt a fear of being alone, like the whole world was intoxicated and I was alone.

Feng Che checked that the time was almost up, and told He Xiaoman to take his things and prepare to move to Yang Duanduan's room.

Both of them are very sure that He Xiaoman's unmarked room now represents a piece of braised pork that anyone can have a bite of.

Sensing that there was no one moving in the corridor outside, the two quickly opened the door, and at the same time, He Xiaoman wrapped them in a dark mist, and then closed the door.

Well, a perfect stash getaway.

The last time they broke into 307 was to torture Yang Duanduan to extract a confession, but this time they wanted to borrow Yang Duanduan's room to avoid disaster.

Feng Che was holding two thin pieces of metal in his hands, and after tinkering with them for a while, he heard a very slight "click" sound from the lock cylinder inside.

Seeing He Xiaoman's envious expression, Feng Che faintly showed some color on his face, but the color disappeared instantly when he stretched out his hand to push the door but didn't move at all.

The door has obviously been opened?
The metal piece in his hand suddenly merged into one, and it was as thin as a cicada's wing. It went up a little bit along the crack of the door, and it was caught by something. Feng Che fiddled with it again, and then stretched out his hand to push it again, but the door was opening a little bit. The gap was then pushed shut by a force.

Feng Che's figure suddenly appeared from the mist, and he kicked the door panel: "Open it, don't force me to go in and kill you."

After the rustling sound inside, a timid voice said: "You swear, if you kill me, you will die in the game, so I dare to open the door, brother, I really don't want you to come in, I... I'm so scared."

Feng Che snorted coldly, and the metal piece in his hand shone coldly, and was stuffed into the hair-like crack of the door again.

The door opened at this moment: "Come in... come in, don't... don't push me... don't kill me, okay... okay brother?"

Feng Che walked into the house, and He Xiaoman also took the opportunity to put away the mist and slip in.

In the room, Yang Duanduan was still kneeling at the original place like a beauty vase, the rose blooming from his mouth was eager to let go, the leaves were green and full of vitality, but Yang Duanduan's body seemed to be becoming more and more shriveled, but He Xiaoman His eyes were almost staring out of the window, but when he saw them coming in, Yang Duanduan shot hatred in his eyes, his throat moved, and he was still alive.

It's just that she can't make any sounds, and she can't make any movements.

In room 307, there were actually two women who had already arrived first.

And their purpose is the same as that of He Xiaoman, after they realized the secret of the house number, they all hid in Yang Duanduan's room to find a way out.

Because Yang Duanduan has completely turned into a rose queen, and the person who presented flowers to Yang Duanduan had already driven the crane before she turned into a rose, so the two women thought this room was the safest.

After all, Yang Duanduan looks too scary now, and no one wants to be in the same room with such a monster.

The two women did not expect Feng Che to bring a female companion with him.

There was some envy in the eyes looking at He Xiaoman.

Obviously, this short-haired girl was like them, she didn't accept anyone's flowers, so she went around looking for a relatively safe room.

I don't know whether the man's flowers were sent to others or not sent at all.

"Bed, you sleep in the first half of the night, and we sleep in the second half." Feng Che said, and his tone was unquestionable.

(End of this chapter)