Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

    Little Apple panicked and didn't know what to do.

    Are those people the monk's accomplice? Will they come looking for the monk if they find out that the monk is missing? !

    Want to run?

    But what about Lian Qiao? How could the curse be activated at this time!

    Little Apple just felt a lump of cement in her head, too thick to stir. She couldn't move her mind at all, and her face was sweating with anxiety, so she had to ask Lian Qiao for help.

    "Lian, Lianqiao!" Little Apple tried her best to hold back her cry, "What to do! What to do!"

    "...hu...hu..." Lian Qiao gasped, with no blood on his face, but still raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to the hole in the wall, "Block...hu ...plug the hole..."

    Little Apple ran to the wall without thinking, but immediately lost her mind.

     Plug the hole? What to block?

    Yes! Get the clothes!

    Fortunately, they were still wearing the old clothes that the dean gave them. The clothes were full of stitching marks, and when Little Apple gritted her teeth, she ripped the patch to pieces, and stuffed it into the wall in clumps. It didn't take long for the holes in the entire wall to be blocked tightly.

    The light-transmitting wall hole was blocked, and the small room immediately darkened.

    "What's next?!"

    Little Apple hurriedly turned her head back, but she had lost her way in the darkness and didn't know where Lian Qiao was.

    Can't see Lian Qiao, she swayed even more. Fortunately, Lian Qiao immediately gave her the next step.

    "Next... huh... don't, don't talk..."

    Little Apple sniffed and held back her tears: "... um!"

    When she crawled over, she accidentally bumped into the monk on the ground, and the soft touch of the human body scared her to death. Fortunately, Lian Qiao sensed her approach and took the initiative to pull her.

    "Here." Lian Qiao's voice was weak and inaudible.

    Lian Qiao tugged at her sleeve. That movement was very light, but it gave Little Apple an unprecedented peace of mind. She bit her lip, holding back her tears, avoiding the monk as carefully as possible, and crawling to Lian Qiao's side.

    The footsteps on the stairs are getting closer and closer, and they have reached the fourth floor.

    Little Apple didn't even dare to breathe, and even the sound of her heartbeat was afraid of being heard. Lian Qiao, who was beside him, didn't seem to care so much, and was still taking slow and long deep breaths. His breathing was trembling slightly, and he was clearly suffering great pain.

    There is a flashlight outside the small room. The group of people were talking and laughing, speaking in a dialect, and Little Apple couldn't understand what they were saying.

    It's just that the number of people in this group is far more than she imagined, it seems that there are at least ... seven or eight?

    Little Apple was relieved, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard someone shouting loudly on the stairs.

    "Fuck!"

    Although with a dialect accent, this country can understand it if it is a Chinese. Immediately afterwards, the man muttered something in his mouth, and everyone around him laughed.

    Little Apple's nerves tensed again instantly. She listened with bated breath, wondering what was going on outside. However, she never dared to stick her head out to take a peek, and could only identify the situation outside from her voice.

    "Uh...uh!" In the series of scolding and laughter, there was a faint sound of a kitten meowing.

    Little Apple was strange, but heard a few dull sounds, which seemed to be the sound of metal hitting the flesh. The kitten's meowing stopped abruptly, and the men burst into a burst of laughter, speaking in a murmur of dialect, and went upstairs giggling.

    When the group of people walked away, Little Apple finally let out a long sigh of relief.

    She felt dizzy, only to realize that she had been holding her breath.

    At the same time, the man beside him let out a weak moan.

    "Uh..."

    Little Apple felt the man beside him fall down softly, so he quickly reached out to help. However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, her fingertips suddenly touched something cold and sharp.

    Little Apple retracted her hand in shock. The strange touch still lingers on the fingertips, lingering.

    Cold, sharp, and seems to be touching something warm and creamy…

    Little Apple felt a hot **** smell in the air. In shock, she couldn't help but lose her voice: "Lian Qiao, you—"

    Lian Qiao's weak breathing came from the concrete floor, and he had no strength to speak.

    Little Apple restrained her fear and reached out to him again. This time, even when she touched that weird thing, she didn't flinch. So she quickly found out what the cold and sharp thing on Lian Qiao's chest was.

    It is a hand.

    Three, with pointed nails, the hands of children.

    The ghost claw was full of blood, and it was stuck in Lian Qiao's chest. It turned out that the curse was like this, it turned out that there was no salvation!

    Little Apple burst into tears instantly. She wanted to cry, but her voice was choked in her throat. She could only kneel in front of Lian Qiao, trying her best to plug the blood hole in Lian Qiao's chest with her hands.

    Hot blood kept pouring out of the blood hole. The ghost claw sensed the approach of the stranger, and the three ghost claws twisted together.

    Lian Qiao groaned, obviously in great pain.

    Little Apple's heart was trembling, and she quickly retracted her hand, never daring to touch him again. She really didn't know what to do at this time. Hot tears invaded her entire face, and she burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

    "Lian Qiao, don't...don't die...what if you die...don't die!"

    Even though I didn't hear that person's name, just hearing the word "he" pulled Lian Qiao's consciousness back from the brink of coma.

    "..." A weak voice loomed in the darkness.

    Little Apple didn't care about the twisted ghost claws on Qiao's chest, she quickly put her ears close, and said, "What are you talking about? You say, I'm listening!"

    "Save...he..." Lian Qiao's throat was blocked by the gushing blood, and he could only utter indistinct syllables, "Save him...Save...he..."

    "I will save him! I will try my best to save him!" Little Apple suddenly had a strong impulse in her heart. She hugged Lian Qiao's arms, dragged him to the stairs, and said while holding back her tears, "You hold on! Hold on for a while! I'll take you to see him one last time!"

    "Cough...cough cough..." The rash move stimulated the severely injured lung, and even Qiao coughed violently. He coughed so hard that he seemed to cough both lungs out of his throat.

    Coughing and coughing, he began to vomit again. It's just that he was in the dark, and he couldn't tell whether he was vomiting blood or internal organs.

     Little Apple couldn't bear it any longer, and finally collapsed, covering her mouth and crying.

    "Woooooooooooooooooooo..."

    Suppressed and desperate cries echoed in the dark room, mixed with the man's increasingly weak cough.

    "Don't... cry..." Lian Qiao stretched out her hand with difficulty and gently pushed her with blood-stained fingers, "You... alone... let's go..."

    "Woo... woo... Lian Qiao..." Xiao Apple hated herself who could only cry, she thought how good it would be if Xu Rendong was here! Lian Qiao is so strong, a man who can stand side by side with Lian Qiao must be very strong!

    —If it wasn’t her but that person who was here at this time, wouldn’t Lian Qiao not die? !

    But there is no if!

    Little Apple covered her mouth desperately, for fear that the cry would disturb the people above. She hated herself madly and hated her incompetence, but she finally forced herself to calm down, forced herself, and asked Lian Qiao with a trembling voice that was unbelievably hoarse:

    "Do you have anything else to say, do you want me to bring it to him..."

    "..." In the darkness, Lian Qiao seemed to smile lightly, then exhausted his last tenderness and said, "Help me...bring him a xiaolongbao..."

    “…delicious.”

    After saying these three words, there is no sound around.

    Little Apple was stunned. Like being thrown into a -20 degree refrigerator suddenly, the whole person freezes into ice from head to toe.

    Lian Joe died.

    No need to confirm, even Joe is dead.

    Little Apple stood up in a trance and walked towards the stairs.

    She didn't know how she got outside the building. Outside the unfinished building, it was already dark. Has it been so long?

    What time is it? Has Xu Rendong finished class?

    …let’s go and buy Xiaolongbao first.

    It was delicious. really tasty. He will love it.

    After a day of class, he must be hungry.

    But even Joe—

    Lian Joe—dead—

    Little Apple walked to the edge of the fence, saw the pile of construction waste on the ground, remembered that even Joe was still rummaging for weapons a moment ago, and handed her two slabs with a smile. She burst into tears again.

    "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

    She covered her mouth tightly and cried bitterly.

    Suddenly, my eyelids jumped.

    Little Apple was stunned, feeling as if her eyelids were lifted by a pair of invisible hands.

    What happened?

    She touched her left eye in horror. The next second, the left eye turned black, and the pain suddenly came!

    "Ahhhh!"

    It hurts! It hurts!

    Her—her—

    Eye-beads-

    The huge fear grabbed her heart instantly. Before she could catch her breath, the eyelid of her right eye was also opened by an invisible hand.

    Next.

    "Ahhhhhhh-"

    Screams cut through the sky.

     Little Apple can no longer see anything, and the whole world is plunged into eternal darkness.

    What happened and why? It hurts, it hurts... who will help me...

    Xu Rendong, go find Xu Rendong! He might have a way!

    Following the memory before losing her eyes, Little Apple stumbled towards the outside, but bumped into the iron fence.

    Where is the exit? Where is that hole? !

    It hurts! it hurts! Who can help me!

    She screamed for help in her heart, however, what responded to her was not redemption, but two "patta" and "patta".

    Spent.

    …Huh?

    What about the fence? Where is the fence, why can't I touch it.

    Before the sharp pain in her wrist, Little Apple couldn't realize that it was her two palms that fell to the ground with two snaps.

    Fortunately, the pain of the broken wrist did not make her suffer for long.

    Because her legs were also suddenly broken.

    …why?

    The little apple without both hands and feet looks like a broken china doll. She fell on the abandoned construction site, staring at the sky with her empty eyes.

    Why? Why did it become like this?

    The pain and blood loss severed her senses. In her severe dizziness, she thought in great confusion:

    Why? Why did I become like this?

    Who did this to me?

    …Xiaolongbao can’t be bought anymore.