Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 785 Human Skin Scorpion
The thing running towards them looked like a giant scorpion.

The scorpion was about the size of a stretched sedan, pale white all over and with a texture very much like plastic. Because the distance was too far, Wu Xian couldn't see the details clearly.

"Wrong, I should have drawn the eyes first!"

"No wonder the faceless man warned us to keep quiet. It turns out that talking in a garbage dump will attract things like this!"

At this time, Wu Xian's smooth plastic scalp felt a little numb.

If he was in normal condition, Wu Xian would not be afraid of such evil spirits, but Wu Xian was just a plastic model at this time, and he didn't even have the props for worshiping gods with him.

If a head-on clash occurs, he will definitely be beaten to a 50-50 score by this scorpion...

Running away? No way!
The plastic body is too weak and totally lacks the speed of the big scorpion. Once he runs away, he will become the scorpion's target, and the fight will be a fight to the death.

So Wu Xian thought for two seconds and made a prompt decision.

Before the giant scorpion was about to run over, Wu Xian cancelled his floating state, landed in the pile of models, and buried his face deeply under the limbs of other models. In this way, he blended in with the other plastic models, and it was difficult to notice his specialness without careful observation.

Wu Xian is hiding.

But the plastic model, on which Wu Xian had just painted ears, mouth and nose, was still speaking incessantly to satisfy his desire to talk.

“People only know what is precious after they lose it.”

"When I first fell asleep, I felt that the building was a depressing hell. Rather than living in that building forever, I might as well die."

“But when I really died and came to this crappy place, I started to miss that building.”

"It's dangerous there, but at least I can stay alive, and occasionally I can get a nightmare coin, which I can exchange for 'Companion Blessing' in room 209, and let my mother stay with me for a day."

"Speaking of my mother..."

"She was a very rustic country woman who died a few years before her insomnia set in. She died in a car accident."

"I was staying at the school at that time, and she called me to tell me that she had made some delicious food and wanted to send it to me at school to improve my meals."

"But at that time, I disliked my mother's rusticity and was afraid of being laughed at by my classmates, so I rejected her over the phone. That was the last conversation we had."

"From then on, I suffered from insomnia due to guilt until insomnia appeared and I became one of the earliest cases..."

"Well, I'm sorry, I shouldn't say this to someone I'm meeting for the first time, but I've been holding it in for too long."

After saying this, the plastic model finally shut up and became quiet.

This plastic model seemed to be telling a story, but Wu Xian hardly listened to it. After burying his head in the pile of models, Wu Xian kept trying to analyze the movements of the big scorpion through the tiny sounds.

After the big scorpion ran to the vicinity, it suddenly stopped, and then the footsteps became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.

This made Wu Xian feel a little strange.

Could it be that the giant scorpion wasn't attracted by the model's voice?

At this time, the surroundings had become quiet. Wu Xian, who was lurking, was anxious and hesitated whether he should stand up.

No, it might be a waste of time.

The scorpion was behaving strangely. It might be hiding in some dark corner and watching.

Therefore, Wu Xian communicated with Yun Tianshu in his heart, trying to understand the situation on his side.

On Yun Tianshu's side, things were going very smoothly.

He had already drawn the eyes, ears, mouths and noses for the six people, and he always drew the mouths last, so there had been no problems.

After knowing the existence of the scorpion monster, he stopped his action cautiously and observed the surroundings carefully. As expected, he found a monster in the distance. However, this monster was a white spider monster, hanging in the air, and seemed to be dormant.

It seems that there is more than one monster in the garbage dump. These monsters are like the guards of the garbage dump. They will only wake up from hibernation when they hear unusual noises.

But this cannot explain why the sound of the scorpion monster that Wu Xian saw suddenly disappeared.

"Wait a minute, that chatty model has been quiet for too long!"

"Isn't he killed by the scorpion monster?"

Just when Wu Xian was puzzled, the annoying voice of the chatterbox appeared again:
"Friend, are you still there?"

"You let me hear voices and listen to my talk about my troubles. I am very grateful to you, but the only thing left is my eyes. It is really painful. Can you help me again?"

"You're not leaving, are you?"

"Don't leave me alone!"

call……

Wu Xian let out a sigh of relief, propped up his arms and prepared to draw eyes for the chatterbox so as to send him away early.

The chatterbox's voice dispelled Wu Xian's last doubts.

His shouts were so loud, sometimes high, sometimes low, and sometimes like shouting in one's ear. If the scorpion monster was still here, there was no way it would let go of such a flamboyant guy.

"Wait a minute, the sound seems to be in my ear..."

Wu Xian, who was about to get up, suddenly felt cold. He suddenly remembered that the body of the talkative model was buried in a pile of plastic models.

Then how could his voice be so loud and keep changing positions?

Snapped!
Wu Xian quickly lay on the ground again.

But the tiny movement he just made was enough to break his concealment.

boom!
Suddenly, a heavy object fell from above, shaking all the plastic around it violently, and Wu Xian's body was also shaken and rolled over.

Wu Xian first saw clearly the appearance of the giant scorpion.

From a distance, this thing looked like it was made of pure white plastic, but when Wu Xian looked closer, he discovered that its white appearance was actually blood-depleted human skin stitched together, and its sharp scorpion legs were made of human bones!
In addition, Wu Xian also realized:
This scorpion monster is probably the same spider monster that Yun Tianshu saw. It’s just because it is hanging in the air and has many legs that Yun Tianshu mistook it for a spider!
Moreover, it hangs in the air not to sleep, but to wait for its prey to lose its patience.

But if it were just this, it would not be enough to make Wu Xian fall into the trap.

What really made Wu Xian let down his guard was that the chatterbox model spoke for the second time. Since the scorpion monster was attracted by the chatterbox model, why would it let it go?

Wu Xian, feeling suspicious, looked towards the position of the talkative model. Its body was still buried in the pile of models, but its head had disappeared!
It turns out that the chatterbox has been dead for a long time!
If Wu Xian guessed correctly, it died during the previous quiet period.

So where did its head go?

This question was soon answered as the giant scorpion's huge tail, which was made from human spine, stretched out towards him.

The scorpion's tail was originally where the stinger was, but now there was a plastic head hanging on it!
It’s the head of that chatty model!

At this time, the head was still shouting:

"Friend, where are you?"

"Help me quickly!"

(End of this chapter)