After dressing as a squirrel, I became popular in the stars

Chapter 123 Tobacco Hall
As soon as Song Shuhui approached the smokehouse, she was followed by several people leaning against the door.

The eyes that fell on her were sticky and ambiguous, as disgusting as if they saw some prey.

A bald man whose skull was replaced with metal leaned over, put his arm on Song Shuhui's shoulder, and said in a very hoarse voice.

"Is this the first time, little sister? Do you want to try something new? I am familiar with this place, and I can pay for it for you."

Song Shuhui smelled the stench coming out of his mouth, and couldn't help frowning. This person's spiritual power is a bit like Xin Dong's negative spiritual power, as if soaked in hallucinogens. The black one is very aggressive. As soon as she got close to her, those spiritual powers also fell on her, and she felt as if she was wrapped in a huge film.

Song Shuhui's shoulders suddenly dropped the man's arm, and she said coldly: "It stinks, stay away from me."

The bald man was humiliated under the gaze of so many people, and became a little annoyed.

"Damn it, who do you think is stinky? Are you looking for a beating!" He raised his hand as he spoke.

Song Shuhui stretched out a finger to support his wrist. The man tried to go down, but it seemed that he was firmly held by a huge force, and his entire arm lost consciousness.

"You! What did you do?"

The bald man didn't even see the spiritual fluctuations in Song Shuhui's body. He raised his other arm and swung it over. This time, Song Shuhui directly kicked him to the wall.

The man's metal head collided with the wall and made a bang, and the people who were still watching in front of the door were startled.

Song Shuhui rubbed her fingers in disgust, and walked straight into the opium den, ignoring other people's gazes.

The decoration here is very different from other places. It is white everywhere, with walls, floors and ceilings. There are many huge transparent glasses beside the walls, and there are scattered small bottles with long necks that have been seen in the hands of those people before. With colorful lights, the inside is smoky and constantly changing shape.

There are a lot of people in the pipe, almost two or three people are in front of each glass cabinet. Among these people, there are men, women, young and old. When it comes to excitement, no matter men or women, they hug each other and start to entangle.

A white body twisted in front of him, like countless bugs or beasts.

Some people yelled, took off their clothes and tore their own flesh and bones. The white ground was like a big mouth, and the blood was absorbed instantly when it fell on the ground. White as new.

Song Shuhui's brows have been wrinkled into Sichuan characters since she came in. The air here is so filthy that she can hardly breathe. It is obviously white, but in her eyes, it is as black as ink, and she is like a luminous body. The same, attracting those thick black spiritual forces to approach.

Song Shuhui waved her hand subconsciously, driving away the mental power in front of her.

With such a sense, she couldn't see anything clearly, let alone find someone.

Helpless, Song Shuhui could only change her habit, she didn't use her mental power to sense, but she just used her eyes to see.

The room suddenly brightened up again.

But after seeing the situation in the house clearly, Song Shuhui felt that she might as well not see anything.

She walked forward with difficulty through the crowd, and no matter where she went, someone tried to reach out and pull her.Song Shuhui had no choice but to put the mecha on her body.

After the mecha covered her body and face, the situation was not much better. On the contrary, it seemed more attractive. A boy flew out from the side and jumped at her feet and hugged her leg, with a psychedelic expression on her leg. Rubbing away, Song Shuhui saw the long tail protruding from behind the other party.

It turned out to be a cheetah, the color of the tail was very similar to that of Chasia, she was a little dazed.

At the moment when she was in a trance, the boy holding her leg stood up incomparably softly, and his very beautiful face moved towards her, rubbing against the shell of the mecha non-stop.

The boy asked in a soft voice: "Do you want to be happy? Do you want to see what heaven looks like? Let me show you, okay?"

Song Shuhui endured the discomfort and pushed him away: "I think you should go to hell."

The boy fell to the ground, still trying to grab her leg with his hands.

And when he touched the mecha, black spiritual power overflowed from his fingertips, directly attached to the mecha.

Song Shuhui didn't even look at him and continued to walk forward. This place is too messy, with people overlapping and pressing against the wall on the ground. She can't see whether the target is here at all, unless she can turn people over one by one and compare them carefully. Yes, but that's obviously not possible.

I don't know if it's the wrong time to come, the more people go inside, the more people there are, there is almost no place to step down, Song Shuhui can only walk forward by stepping on people.

Now that she is concentrating her mental power, she doesn't see that her legs, which have the most contact with people, are almost surrounded by black, and this black is still slowly spreading upwards.

There was a faint sound of some kind of music in the air, which was indistinct and indistinct.

Song Shuhui only felt that she was walking more and more difficult, as if she was stuck in a quagmire. When someone hugged her leg, Song Shuhui raised the barrel of the gun on her arm and pointed it at the other person's head, directly hitting him hard Move people away.

But as soon as the person was opened, another person hugged her, and then more and more people grabbed her legs and climbed up, and soon hugged her waist and arms.

These people seemed to have suddenly lost their minds, and only her was left in their eyes.

Song Shuhui raised her foot and quickly got rid of the person in front of her, but when she looked up, she was stunned for a moment, and saw that all the people who had stopped at the original place were all walking towards her, their eyes glowed strangely , The action is like a zombie.And she was the only living person among the zombies.

"what happened?!"

Song Shuhui was puzzled, she just walked in and didn't do anything, what are these people going to do?
She is doomed to not be able to find the answer, the rushing crowd began to attack her, Song Shuhui stepped on her head one by one, jumped up and ran forward, but the air was also blocked, people with flapping metal wings blocked up and down Be strict.

The overwhelming filthy mental power rushed towards her, and penetrated into her mecha everywhere.

Song Shuhui suddenly felt that she had fallen into some kind of trap, was it the enemy she offended before, or the owner of the underground arena?
The smoke hall also belongs to the owner of the underground arena, and only the owner of the arena can control so many people, and maybe the person in charge here, but I have no enmity with them, although there was a little disturbance in the casino last time , but there was no fight in the casino, and then the matter was settled, and she didn't feel that she had any grudges with the other party.

Who else could it be?Hope?Hope doesn't seem to have that much power.

Song Shuhui was at a loss for a moment, and her heart sank suddenly. She knew that only the school people would appear in the smokehouse at this time, except Mili and Corbett, who were doing tasks with her, who were Teacher McKee. If they come in together, they will be in danger, not them, and Mr. McKee has no reason to harm her.

It wasn't long before she arrived at school. Although she had been in the limelight during this time, she didn't have any enemies with anyone.

These speculations only flashed in my mind, maybe there was no conspiracy, maybe any normal person entering here would be besieged by these crazy people who took hallucinogens.

Song Shuhui put away her thoughts, it was impossible to continue looking for someone here, she had to go out quickly.

It's just that this position is very awkward. She is now in the center of the entire smoking hall, and the front, back, left, and right sides are all crowded with people.What was even worse was that mist began to float in the air. Looking carefully, it turned out that the glass cabinet was opened at some point, and the mist in the bottle was leaking out.

People who were already crazy instantly entered a state of hyperactivity, feeling no pain at all.

She instantly released the shield of mental power to envelop herself in it, but as soon as she released her mental power, the smoke that drifted away, like flies smelling fishy smell, all floated towards this side.

In an instant, the spiritual power shield was covered with smoke, and they quickly drilled in, attacking her spiritual sea along the shell of the mecha.

After entering the spiritual sea, the black psychic power group spread rapidly, trying to swallow and penetrate every piece of psychic power, penetrating every hole.

These mental powers are indeed not the same as Xin Dong's, but there are some similarities, one masters killing, this one destroys.Song Shuhui closed her eyes, and the two yin and yang groups in the spiritual sea and the dantian moved rapidly to the extreme. The rapid stirring caused the continuous influx of black spiritual power to be strangled quickly. These spiritual powers could not be absorbed at all and could only be smashed into pieces.

Song Shuhui knew that she couldn't stay here for too long, she stepped forward without any hesitation, stepping on a pile of heads and bodies.All the ants that rushed were forcibly knocked away by her, spikes stood up on the mental shield, and all the people she hit were bloody.She didn't hold back her strength at all. The bodies of those who flew out had already collapsed. In such a building, some people's heads would soon be separated.

Song Shuhui rushed out the door forcefully all the way.

When she finally came out of the smoke den, she felt as if she had walked through hell, her lips were all white, which was disgusting.

No one chased her out from behind. Song Shuhui stopped on the street and looked back, only to see countless faces stuck to the transparent door of the smokehouse, looking at her with greedy and weird eyes, as if saying, you will come back sooner or later. Come and be our companions here.

You can't escape.

However, Song Shuhui just replied with a mocking smile, anyone in this world could fall here, except her.

The two yin and yang qi groups completely smashed the last two groups of black spiritual power, and her expression finally recovered.

This is not the door to come in, Song Shuhui sent a message to Mili and Corbett who were still waiting to rejoin.

Mili looked her up and down, and then carefully sensed her with mental strength, and then carefully asked: "Shuhui, are you okay, what happened inside just now? The people at the door rushed in suddenly, and then the door It closed, and I saw a mess in the doorway, and it looked like there was a fight."

Song Shuhui shook her head: "It's okay, it's been resolved, Phoebe shouldn't be here, don't go in and check again. Let's go to the row house."

If it is true as the news said, Phoebe often goes to the smoking hall, then he can't control not to smoke, and once he gets on it, he can't leave, and the rest of his life can only be near the dungeon. Due to the high cost of the smokehouse, Phoebe would have to use her savings, otherwise she would have to go out to work, and the living environment could not be too good.Because row houses are the cheapest houses in the dungeon.

The row house is located in the dirtiest and darkest part of the entire underground city, and there is a huge garbage disposal plant next to it. The garbage processors here are already very advanced, but there is no sunlight or ventilation in this place, and the piled up garbage still makes it radiant. There were bursts of stench.

There are lights everywhere in other places, and there is a dim street lamp only after a long time near the row houses, and the row houses are like small paper houses close together in silence.

The size of the row house is much smaller than the single room that Song Shuhui lived in on the spaceship. It can only fit a single bed and a cabinet. The table can only fit the smallest size. There is only a hole in the bathroom without a door. .

The rent here is as low as one hundred credits a month, and fifty for a seat inside.

Miri and Corbett were a little uncomfortable with this environment, even through the mecha, they couldn't block the stench.

"It really stinks."

"There is something!"

Something jumped on the ground, and Corbett stepped on it suddenly. A fat mouse was trampled and exploded, blood and flesh splattered all over his body.

Miri immediately hid to the side in disgust.

"You're disgusting right now!"

Corbett also wants to cry but has no tears.

On the contrary, Song Shuhui remained expressionless, and seemed not to care about the terrible environment here. After all, she had smelled ten times more foul smell than this place, and she would rather endure such a smell than the disgusting feeling of a smokehouse.

There are thousands of houses in the row house area, and most of the houses are full. These houses are all side by side horizontally and vertically, like seedlings in the field, leaving a three-meter-wide walkway in front.

Song Shuhui walked straight to the innermost part, so they had to pass through the front row of houses.There is no light in front of the house, only a faint light from inside the house illuminates the road. You can see that the ground is full of all kinds of garbage and excrement, the ground is full of potholes, and some places are even muddy.

Song Shuhui reminded: "Pay attention to your feet."

She had just finished reminding, when Mili found herself stepping on a lump of poop helplessly.

Corbett smiled immediately: "Now you stink worse than me."

Miri couldn't hold back and punched him heavily: "You're embarrassed to laugh!"

Then the two walked more carefully until the three of them stood in the last row of the row house.

Corbett asked: "Are you sure he is here? There are so many rooms, we knock on the door one by one to check? It doesn't seem appropriate."

Miri glanced at him with contempt: "You don't know how to use your mental strength to check! Do you need to knock on the door?"

"It seems to be oh."

There are fifty row houses in this row, and the three of them planned to disperse them, and one person was in charge of a dozen or so rooms. Song Shuhui was a little worried that someone would deal with her and involve the two of them after going through what happened just now, so they finally checked together.

She had a hunch that Phoebe was in one of the rooms.

"Look for it quickly, and you can have lunch when you go back early."

It's a pity that Miri and Corbett are so stinking that they have no appetite at all, and they all looked at her with admiration after hearing this.

Then the three of them searched the house one by one with their mental power, which was very simple for them, and this row was almost full of people. Want to come out and view ideas.

Song Shuhui carefully looked at the people in the room, there were all kinds of people, some were just sleeping, some were smoking while holding a long and thin bottle, some were doing skin and meat business, and some were disposing of animal carcasses.

However, after looking at more than 40 rooms in a row, no one was found.The faces of Miri and Corbett are already red and black, and many scenes have a strong impact on their young hearts.

At the fifth room of No.40, Song Shuhui stopped suddenly, "I found it."

The two people behind them sensed inside at the same time, but they didn't see anything, the inside was empty.There were a few worn out clothes in the extremely simple house, but no one was there.

"Who is there?!"

Song Shuhui kicked the door open and walked in, picked up the clothes on the bed: "It's here."

Miri and Corbett: "???"

(End of this chapter)