Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

    After dinner, everyone sat together and integrated the information collected during the day.

    According to Xu Rendong's feedback, everyone knows that this is the orphanage where the orphanage really stayed. This coincides with his identity as a key player. Xu Rendong grows up a little every day, which also confirms everyone's conjecture.

    He is the key to clearance.

    "Anyway, we must protect him until 2020." The long-haired aunt concluded as everyone gathered around the dining table.

    Scarface flicked the soot between his fingers and hummed: "And then?"

    The long-haired aunt looked embarrassed: "Then...you can only take one step at a time."

    "Let's not talk about this for now." Xiao Apple suddenly opened his mouth and looked at Lian Qiao, "I've always wanted to ask. "

    She looked at Lian Qiao from top to bottom and said solemnly, "What's so special about you?"

      Immediately, the brain was running fast, trying to find an excuse to prevaricate the past. But listening to the little honeysuckle in his arms chuckled.

    "Of course there is. I'm a key player." Honeysuckle said.

    Little Apple: "Do you have a special buff?"

    But now is not the time to recognize relatives, he tightly closed his mouth and listened to Rendong continue: "You can understand it like this, anyway I don't plan to explain."

    "Halo?" Honeysuckle didn't understand.

    Lian Qiao explained in a low voice, "It's like a halo that can cover a certain range."

    Honeysuckle thought about it and said, "I don't know."

    Little Apple's eyes lit up: "Then next time it's haunted, let's try to stand by your side?"

    Honeysuckle frowned. But this time, without waiting for him to refuse, Lian Qiao said, "No way."

    "Why?"

    "What if the ghost that comes out next time is also a group attack? Isn't crowding together looking for death?" Gesture, "He is only two years old, and he has no ability to protect himself in the event of danger. You can't lead risks to him, this is courting death."

    Everyone's hope originally lit by Little Apple was extinguished by Lian Qiao.

    Scarface scolded: "Fuck, what do you say? Are we people just waiting to die?"

     Even Joe felt that the situation was deadlocked. Although Honeysuckle is a key player, "protecting key players until the age of 28" is just everyone's speculation on the clearance conditions. If there is really any danger, then everyone must save the dog's life first, what the **** is the key player.

    In the middle of contemplation, the little honeysuckle in her arms suddenly wriggled and sighed: "Don't worry about it."

    Everyone turned their attention to the honeysuckle, thinking that the honeysuckle was going to come up with a solution. Unexpectedly, the little honeysuckle's dark eyes blinked, and he took a small mouth, and the words were amazing.

    "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed."

    Congregation: "..." All right, you are young, you can say anything!

     Honeysuckle had just slept for an hour before dinner, and now she is sleepy again. Lian Qiao involuntarily reached out and touched his forehead and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

    Little Honeysuckle smiled and shook her head, a tired look flashed in her eyes: "No. I really just feel tired."

    Lian Qiao was helpless and got up holding the honeysuckle: "Then let's go back to the house."

     Honeysuckle nodded. The small body lies in his arms, like a soft cat.

    When passing by the kitchen, Honeysuckle said that she wanted to drink milk, so even Joe brought a hot glass of milk with him.

    The two returned to the house, and even Joe went to make the bed. Honeysuckle was behind him, holding hot milk, looking at his back in a trance.

      Holding the milk cup, Ren Dong said with a guilty face, "I can't drink any more..."

    Lian Qiao glanced at the cup: "There is so much left."

    "Well...it's a waste..." Little Honeysuckle bit her lip, and brought the milk cup to her lips, "I'll try to drink a little more..."

    His reluctant appearance was obviously full.

    Lian Qiao immediately took the cup from his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll drink. If you're sleepy, go to sleep first."

    "Yeah." Little Honeysuckle pulled up the quilt and lay down obediently, watching him gulping down the milk, then came over and lay down beside him.

    Lian Qiao turned off the light and took him into his arms like every time before.

    Honeysuckle sniffed the warm milk fragrance remaining on his lips, and unconsciously buried her head in his neck. He asked in a low voice, "Can you sleep?"

    Lian Qiao said: "I don't sleep, I'll watch over you. Go to sleep."

    "..." Little Honeysuckle didn't speak any more, just nodded slightly, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

    Next day.

    Lian Qiao didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already bright. The sun was shining hot on his face, but he still felt dizzy and extremely tired.

    "Lian Qiao? Lian Qiao?" The little guy in his arms twisted restlessly, trying to get out of his arm.

    "Hmm..." Lian Qiao reluctantly raised her eyelids and saw that the honeysuckle in front of her was a little bigger than yesterday.

    Hey, has he shed his skin? what time is it…

    Lian Qiao felt her eyelids heavy, as if she hadn't woken up yet. He yawned and subconsciously touched the phone to check the time, but heard Ren Dong say, "It seems that someone is knocking on the door, get up and take a look."

    Lian Qiao tilted his head to listen in a trance, only to realize that someone knocked on the door intermittently. One by one, the sound is very soft.

    And, the position where the sound is made is very low, as if... someone is lying on the ground and raising his hand to knock on the door?

     Even Joe was frightened by his own brain tonic, and his sleepiness also receded. He quickly put on his clothes, grabbed the crowbar and walked to the door.

    After taking a deep breath and getting ready, Lian Qiao suddenly opened the door. As soon as the door opened, something fell softly. Lian Qiao was so frightened that he took two steps back, only to hear a plop, and a man covered in blood fell on his back in front of him.

    "Woo..." The man curled up in pain, but cursed, "Damn, are you a pig? Sleeping so deeply... It hurts..."

    Already so weak, still don't forget to scold people, who is not Xiao Apple?

    Lian Qiao took a closer look and saw that Little Apple was covered with deep and shallow wounds. The wounds were all irregular in shape, as if they had been grabbed by something and bitten several times.

    Lian Qiao scratched his head: "Did you fight a tiger last night?"

    Little Apple angrily said: "I hit your mother! Did you know that something big happened last night?!"

    Lian Qiao was surprised: "What's wrong?"

    Little Apple got up from the ground with difficulty, and said viciously: "Can you come and help me first? You **** have the heart to watch me lying on the ground?!"

    Lian Qiao: "..." Although I don't know why she put all her anger on me, but seeing her so miserable, let's give her a hand.

    Little Apple is covered in injuries, and when she touches her, she screams. Besides, she was still a woman, and Lian Qiao was very repulsive to have physical contact with her, so she managed to get Little Apple onto the stool.

    Little Apple sat on the chair, gasping for breath.

    At this time, Little Honeysuckle also jumped off the bed and commanded Lian Qiao: "Close the door first."

    "Oh." Lian Qiao hurriedly closed the door and locked it.

    Little Apple seemed to notice the existence of Honeysuckle at this moment, turned her head and gave him a weak smile: "You're fine. Oh, you're fine, it's really a blessing in misfortune."

    Little Honeysuckle lowered her eyes.

    Lian Qiao asked: "What happened last night?"

    Little Apple didn't even open her mouth when she said, "Lian Qiao, go get gauze and alcohol first and bandage her. She's hurt too badly."

    "Oh, oh." Once Lian Qiao faced people other than Honeysuckle, his meticulous heart became cold. Apple heals wounds.

    Little Apple smiled gratefully at Honeysuckle, then sighed and said with a wry smile: "Six hungry ghosts suddenly appeared last night. Everyone except me has been eaten. "

    Lian Qiao was surprised when he heard this. Little Honeysuckle nodded calmly as expected.

    Lian Qiao asked, "Why didn't you notify me of such a big incident?"

    Little Apple suddenly got angry again, and said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me? I knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from you! We all thought you were dead inside. !"

    Lian Qiao was taken aback: "But I didn't hear it..."

    He turned his head to look at Honeysuckle, who also shook his head: "Probably slept too deeply."

    "Can't you hear such a big noise outside?" Little Apple couldn't believe it, "Is the sound insulation in this room so good?"

    Lian Qiao muttered: "It shouldn't be..."

    Honeysuckle coughed and asked, "By the way, why are there six hungry ghosts? Wasn't there only one the day before yesterday?"

    Little Apple sighed: "The five people who were killed the day before yesterday also turned into ghosts."

    "In that case," Lian Qiao's face changed slightly, "Will the people who died yesterday also become hungry ghosts?"

    "I'm afraid yes." Little Apple smiled bitterly, "That's why I'm here to remind you that we are miserable tonight."

    Lian Qiao fell silent.

    People killed by hungry ghosts will also become hungry ghosts. Then there are... eighteen hungry ghosts who will attack tonight.

    Lian Qiao felt a lot of pressure, and he didn't know the importance of it for a while, making Little Apple scream. Ren Dong, who was on the side, couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Take it easy, they are girls."

    Lian Qiao quickly apologized.

    Although the situation is severe, breakfast is still required. By the time Xiao Apple finished treating the wound, Lian Qiao was already so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. When he went downstairs, he took the cup of milk from last night and planned to take it to the kitchen to wash it.

    Although she was mentally prepared, when she opened the door and saw a room full of corpses, Lian Qiao was still shocked.

    Most of the people who died last night were on the first floor, one was lying on the stairs, and Little Apple was the only one who ran up to the second floor. Lian Qiao looked at it, and felt a little strange in her heart. She turned around and asked Little Apple, "Why don't you guys run out?"

    Little Apple: "President Gou locked the door again and can't get out. The other children's rooms on the second floor are also locked, where are they going?"

     Even Joe thought about it. He picked up the honeysuckle and was about to go downstairs when Little Apple limped over and said, "Be careful, the stairs are very slippery. I don't know where the sand came from. I slipped on the stairs and was caught by a ghost..."

    Although it is stained with blood, it looks disgusting and sticky, but it seems... just ordinary yellow sand?

    He wanted to bend over to check, but it was inconvenient because he was holding honeysuckle in his hand.

    Little Honeysuckle lay quietly on his chest, grabbed the front of his shirt, and said, "I'm so hungry."

    Lian Qiao carefully avoided the blood sand and the corpse, and carried him downstairs.

    The dean and the children have gone somewhere, there is ready-made food in the kitchen, but it is cold. Lian Qiao put the little honeysuckle at the table and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

    He carried the milk cup to the edge of the sink, and was about to wash the cup when he suddenly realized that something seemed to stick to the bottom of the cup.

    Round and white.

    He was stunned for a while, then reached in, picked the thing down, twisted it in his hand, and put it in front of his nose to sniff.

    The texture is hard and hard to the touch, but very brittle. It shatters into powder and is quickly carried away by the water. There is nothing special about the smell, only the residual milk smell on it.

    …

    It is a tablet.

    Lian Qiao stared at his hand blankly. The powder-stained fingers have been washed away by the water, and his mind is blank as if it were hollowed out.

    "Lian Qiao." Little Honeysuckle's soft voice sounded from behind. He walked behind Lian Qiao, stretched out two fleshy little arms, and hugged him, "Are you okay? I'm so hungry."

    Lian Qiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

     Turning around, he picked up the little honeysuckle from the ground, stared into his eyes, and asked, "Where's your sandbag?"