"There is no absolute security, only relative security.This sentence made me very concerned, and even the way the conversation was conducted then seemed to have some connection with the present. ”After Jobuterrand finished speaking, everyone nodded in agreement."
I don't think the name Traveler's House is a casual one, but an amplification of the concept of home.If the grandmother is our elder, then we residents are the children.In this case, the well-behaved child does not necessarily have a reward, but the disobedient do... ”Jobuterrand frowned as he said his own reasoning."
Could it be that if we don't do what she says, we will be her...Sif asked, a little hesitantly."
No, it doesn't have to be her.If her role is a loving mother, then the punisher should be someone else.I don't know if you've noticed, but when I knocked on the door three times, there was a very, very slight sound of footsteps in the room.That should be the first test of whether it is a good rule.Her rules were simple: knock on the door three times before entering, lock the door and close the windows, take a shower before half past ten, and only throw paper balls into the iron pipe if she needed food.Let's be cautious and follow these rules. ”Jobbuterron said slowly.At this time, Columbia was in a rare contemplation, not knowing what he was thinking, and then he took the initiative to speak, "Do the footsteps you hear look like a very tall person striding forward?"
”Jot Brown was stunned for a moment, then nodded his head in confirmation."
I am reminded of a folklore, Kukuy.1 My mom used to sing a nursery rhyme when I was a kid, and I remembered it because it was scary.It goes something like this: children and children have to be obedient, there is a passage in the nightmare, Kukuy, Kukui, Kukui in human skin, disobedient, disobedient, Kukui asks if you are afraid, if you are not afraid, if you are not afraid, Kukui opens his mouth wide and speaks, clattering, clucking, chewing and biting and swallowing. ”Colombia's ugly singing voice and this weird lyrics made everyone get goosebumps."
I haven't heard the name Kukuy, but I've seen similar folklore in some literature, mostly in the form of nursery rhymes.People collectively refer to it as the Sleeping Fairy.It is specially used to punish disobedient children, using images of terror and violence to intimidate, so that fear becomes a means used by adults to make children obedient.The usual image is a tall man with a sack draped in a sack, with no features under the sack, only a terrible mouth. ”Sif was studying ancient literature and remembered the materials he had seen in college, so he spoke slowly."
I also remembered that when I was a child, our dean told the story of the Cloth Bag Man, and I believe it was the same similar ballad.Compared to the exciting legends of the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus, the story of the Bag Man is more like a bloody folk tale.Either way, there will be a vigil in every room tonight in case something happens.Don't solve strange things alone, it should be safest to stay in your room. ”Jobuterron suggested.After the other three nodded in agreement, Professor Rob and Columbia withdrew."
You go to bed first in the first half of the night, and I will keep vigil, and wake me up in the second half of the night."
Jobuterron said to Sif who stayed in the same room as him."
Well, then I'll go take a shower first."
Sif replied with a smile.She took a change of clothes out of her suitcase and headed for the bathroom.Jobuterron sat down on the bed, then took out a folded stick from his luggage, extended it and used it as a crutch.He walked to the window with his cane, and carefully checked that every window was closed.The next step is to check the ventilation in the house, and the ventilation in the house is not a problem after the windows are closed.The size of the room was not small, and even if the windows were closed, there was still enough air for the two of them to survive, and they did not feel chest tightness and depression.Instead, there were marks on the wooden wall that Jot Brown cared about, the claw marks left by a man struggling to use his fingernails to leave on the wall.Judging by the depth of the claw marks, it should be an adult male who left the claw marks, otherwise it would not have left this level of marks on the harder wood material such as aspen.Then the question arises, what caused the man to leave marks on the plank?
The direction of the mark is from the door to the window.The closer you are to the window, the more similar scratches are made on the frame of the window.It appeared to be some kind of powerful presence dragging the man and dragging him out of the window in an extremely strange way.The size of all the windows in the room was only about a meter high and forty centimeters wide, so it was hard to imagine how an adult man could be dragged out of this window, and there should be no other way than to hug him horizontally.Jobuterrand quietly looked out the window, a room facing the ruins of the church.The broken Gido seemed to fall on the rubble, and the surrounding area was still the lifeless atmosphere of Akamut.———— Professor Robb and Columbia walked one after the other, each carrying their packages to the bend of the staircase.The front of the staircase down was sealed horizontally with a rope, and on the rope hung a small wooden sign that idlers were not allowed to enter.The structure of the staircase is obviously some years old, and there are many cracks on the wooden steps, but at least there is no mold, which proves that the old woman usually takes care of the staircase.There was a scalp-numbing creaking sound with each step, reminding Colombia of the wooden bridge, where their room was on the top floor, and the building had three floors, so you had to climb up the stairs to the third floor to reach it.The keys are labeled with 302, and the room number is marked on each door, which can save a lot of trouble.As they passed the second floor, the two found a man dressed as a hunter standing in the hallway, pulling out the key and preparing to open the door.He had strong muscles, a crossbow on his back, and a quiver pinned to his waist, which contained a dozen arrows to match the crossbow.Each one had a green reflection on its tips, which was obviously quenched.Professor Rob stopped and raised his hand for Columbia to stop.He wanted to see if the travelers who had also chosen to stay here would abide by the old woman's principles.The hunter didn't pay any attention to Professor Robb's gaze, and opened the door with the key, ready to enter.Everything was safe and sound until the moment the hunter opened the door completely.A pair of black claws poked out from behind the door and grabbed the hunter's legs.The hunter was also very quick to react and shouted, "What is this?!"
”At the same time, he took out the arrow from his waist and stabbed it back and forth at the attacking monster repeatedly.A reddish-brown slurry sprayed out of the room, it was bodily fluids from the monster.The monster remained silent, and then two black claws tore both of the hunter's thighs off him.A large amount of blood spurted from the crotch, followed by a panicked chewing sound.The sound of teeth colliding with bones, the sound of juice dripping from the mouth, the sound of lumps of meat tumbling in the mouth.There was no picture, because the monster had only been hiding behind the door.The hunter's eyes were full of fear and panic, "Don't come here!
No!
”The next moment the hunter's body fell to the ground, and he was now left with only one upper body, and his legs no longer belonged to him.His crossbow had fallen down the hallway, and he himself was craping his body as hard as he could with his hands, but it was too late.This is the consequence of not following the rules.Misshapen black claws extended from behind the door, grasping at the remnants of his body.The screams came to an abrupt end with a long roar.A long tongue poked out from behind the door and licked the floor, all the blood sucked up by the suction cups attached to the tongue, and the floor of the hallway was completely clean."
Click."
The key fell out from behind the door and lay quietly beside the crossbow.At this time, the old woman came behind the stunned two people without knowing it, looked at it with a smile, and said nothing.Feeling the burning gaze on his back, Columbia turned around stiffly, only to find the old woman who was already standing behind him.That enthusiastic smile looked so terrifying at this time.The old woman narrowed her eyes and said softly, "You two are good boys, aren't you?"
That...What should be said and what should not be said, you know?
”Without waiting for Columbia and Professor Robb to reply, the old woman walked to the door of the room step by step, with inconvenient legs and feet.She bent down and picked up the crossbow and key.He put the key in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and said to himself, "There is another empty room tonight, I hope there will be a good boy." ”With that, he put away the key and walked down the stairs alone.Professor Rob recovered and hurried out of his room with Columbia.I knocked on the door three times, not too much, not too much at a time, and then unscrewed the door with the key.After the two entered the door, they examined every detail of the room as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that the monster would reappear and eat them alive.After making sure everything was okay, the two locked the door.Columbia was spread out on the bed, and at this time he was not sleepy, paralyzed just for the sake of being paralyzed.Only this soft quilt can give him a little sense of security."
Professor, we're not dreaming, are we?"
Colombia asked softly.Professor Rob didn't make a sound, but came to Columbia's side and twisted his shoulder hard."
Ouch, what are you doing?!"
Colombia exclaimed in pain."
Does it hurt?
It hurts.Because that's the reality. ”Professor Rob sighed.The two of them lay on their respective beds at the same time, silent.After a moment, Columbia asked uneasily, "Shall we sleep tonight?"
”"Sleep, why don't you sleep?
If you don't sleep, your body can't bear it. ”Professor Rob asked helplessly."
That...Do you sleep first?
I'm going to take a shower and sober up.It's actually scary. ”Colombia patted his chest and said."
That's what adrenaline rush feels like.Fear and excitement are the most adrenaline-pumping emotions and can cause a number of side effects to your body, including shaking, hunger, or nausea.There is no way, the patience is over. ”Professor Rob replied rationally."
Harm, don't talk about hunger, I'm a little hungry when I say it.Would you like something to eat?
There's a menu here's at the head of the bed, mince pancakes, which sounds good. ”Colombia instinctively felt a pang of emptiness in his stomach when he heard the word hunger."
Minced meat?
Do you still dare to eat?
”Professor Rob sat up and looked at Colombia with a "you're weird" look, and Colombia turned pale, "No, no, no, I was wrong, I was suddenly a little nauseous." ”With that, he ran to the toilet and knelt on the edge of the toilet and vomited.Professor Rob had no choice but to bring a glass of water, stand by Columbia's side, and gently pat him on the back.Doing so will make him feel better psychologically."
Arkham, what the hell is this?"
Professor Rob couldn't help but say with emotion.———— "I'm done, are you going to wash it?"
”Sif walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel.This was followed by a chilly wind unique to the night.Jot Brown's face changed and he immediately rushed to the bathroom.Next to the bathtub, there was a small window through which a wisp of wind came in.Jot Brown immediately stepped forward to close the window, but didn't know if it was too late.The yellowed light in the room flickered on and off, and a black shadow appeared in the corner."
The cords of death wrap around me; The pain of hell grasps me; I have been in trouble and sorrow. ”2 Jot Brown stretched out his right hand and chanted to the shadow.The light formed a vine-like chain of thorns that wrapped around the black shadow's body.A trail of black smoke appeared on the shadow's body, accompanied by a scream that reached the soul, and it was wounded by the power of the light and felt pain.Jot Brown will not rest on this ground, and continues to sing, "I have refined you, but not as silver; You are in the furnace of affliction, and I have chosen you. ”3The power of the thorn was tightened, and at the same time a holy flame was kindled on the thorn.The shadows continued to growl, to struggle, to roar, but they could not break free from the thorns of the light.Driven by the power of the Light, the shadow was finally completely purified by the Light.But in the final moment, there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the shadows, staring at Jot Brown, as if to warn Jot Brown, "You're dead." ”With that done, Jobuterron sat on the edge of the bed panting.By this time, Sif was speechless in surprise."
You didn't close the window?"
Jot Brown gave him a blank look and gestured to the bathroom."
I'm closed."
Sif replied aggrievedly."
Okay, I trust you.The door to our bathroom is always closed, and it's okay if I don't shower. ”Jot Brown comforted Sif as he thought about it."
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