The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 37: One Starry Street (3)

When she turned to the drawer with the secret compartment, she looked for a pen on the desk, but found no pen. Instead, there was an open notebook on the desk.

The open page read:

【I miss you. When will you come back? 】

Without a date, it is difficult to judge the time span of the diary.

I wanted to turn to the front, but the content on the back page caught Su Ninglong's attention.

I always feel like my time is running out, so I went to see a doctor, who said I have a mental health problem. But I know my body, and my life is slipping away. Can you come back and take care of Ningning?

Su Ninglong turned to the next page.

"I feel like the neighbors are all talking about you. After you come here, you always stay in your room and don't come out. I can only tell them loudly that this is just your personality. So I'm going to replace your curtains with thick, dark ones so they can't see anything."

Ningning is being naughty again. She's become bad. She actually tried to drive you away while I wasn't paying attention. I'll teach her a lesson. I promise you.

This person's notes, despite being mad, at least have some logic, but later on it can be seen that she has obvious cognitive errors.

Today is our anniversary, and I tried to put on that red dress, but it wouldn't fit me... Why? I kept checking myself in the mirror. My figure hadn't changed, but my skin had gotten rougher. That's what happens when you get older, with more wrinkles. That's why I guess my clothes won't fit.

I found a way to put the clothes on. I cut off all the wrinkles, tied a bandage around my waist, and tightened it. But it still won't fit. Why?

Su Ninglong was horrified that the owner of the diary could cut off his own flesh and even bandage himself.

The degree of mental pollution must be very deep. He has lost control of his perception and thinks that physical mutations are normal.

This degree of mutation indicates that the other party has been in the secret spiritual area for a long time, and may also be caused by direct contact with the source of pollution.

Su Ninglong secretly underlined these two points in her mind and remembered them carefully.

However, things written in a state of logical confusion may not be true.

The monster just now was probably the person who wrote the diary.

Their whole family is good-looking. If they turn into monsters, will they feel inferior? Old Ancestor Su thought happily.

After that, Su Ninglong turned directly to the last page.

[I'm sorry, I remember now. You are not her. You are not her.]

She wanted to flip forward and see what kind of person the original owner of the diary was.

A red light suddenly appeared in front, and the monster passing by the bedroom door saw Su Ninglong.

Su Ninglong was shocked. Her ancestor, Su, had experienced many things and had seen all kinds of ugly things.

But the monster's appearance went beyond ugliness.

It had two heads, with the left skull embedded in the temple of the right skull. The two faces grew vertically at 90 degrees. The four eyes were distributed in a triangular shape, constantly rotating and trembling. The lower eye was covered by a compound eye, which oozed a pale green pus and dripped onto the ground.

The slime repeats its fate, being stepped on by its feet

"Ningning." There was excitement in the roaring tone.

The whip seemed to sense the monster's mood and swung rapidly.

To be precise, it's not a whip, it's a belt.

The belt snapped against my back, whipping the air in an unnatural way.

"I see you."

Su Ninglong quickly closed the notebook and took it away, only to find that it was stuck to the table with mold.

He decisively gave up and chose to jump off the chair and hide behind the table, with the large table against his back.

Su Ninglong's mind was working rapidly. This was definitely not the real world, but a space mezzanine?
She was thrown in after hearing the bell. Logically, the bell was the "key" to enter the space mezzanine, but she always felt that something was missing.

Oh, Xiaoliu, she didn’t see Xiaoliu. The space mezzanine should not refuse anyone entry.

She needed to find Xiaoliu and find a way to leave.

The monster was approaching step by step. I didn't know which direction it would attack from, left? Right?

Su Ninglong is calm about the matter of chance. Since he has to gamble, he needs to keep a steady mind to win.

"Come out, come out, I promise not to hit you."

Su Ninglong: “???”

Is there something wrong with it? All parents like to say this, and after coaxing their children out, they punish them severely.

The sound was clearly moving to the right. Su Ninglong took a step quietly, and the blanket was soaked with mucus, sticking to her heels.

"I'm too weak, I can't bear it. It doesn't matter if I get beaten up, I won't die." This thought suddenly popped up again, circling around her, invading her, trying to assimilate her.

Only idiots don't run away.

Su Ninglong tried hard but couldn't break free.

The monster's head popped out, and its rotten fingers covered with maggots touched Su Ninglong's body. Maggots fell down and landed on the carpet.

Indecent assault! It was so dirty that Su Ninglong simply took off his shoes, wearing only socks, stepped out of the carpet and ran.

Seeing Su Ninglong running away, the monster became furious and hit the table with a belt, and the table was broken into pieces.

Looking back, she was glad she didn't listen to that idiot's thoughts.

The monster took big strides and approached quickly.

Su Ninglong sped up and jumped onto the sofa with agility. The belt chasing her turned in the air and exploded behind her.

The residual air waves from the broken sound scratched her scalp painfully. Su Ninglong rolled forward and stood up. The monster had already taken big strides and blocked her at the door first.

The belt was swung straight at her, and Su Ninglong bit it with her silver teeth, but she had no magic weapon or props and no defense ability.

The only thing to do is to make some sacrifices and raise your arms to block.

Even if one arm is destroyed, she hasn't lost yet and can escape.

At the critical moment, Su Ninglong suddenly left the scene.

A light flashed across her eyes, "Hello, hey, hey, say something, are you okay?" Xiaoliu thought she suddenly became stupid.

Su Ninglong raised her hand to block the dazzling flashlight light.

"What happened to your hand? Why did it suddenly get hurt?"

The girl's delicate back of the hand was torn and a long scar stretched to the middle of her arm, with bright red blood flowing out.

Su Ninglong ignored him and asked him first, "You didn't enter the other scene?"

"What scene?" Seeing his confused look, he must not have entered. The space mezzanine would not refuse anyone entry, so what was the place she just entered?
"I entered a place exactly like this..." Su Ninglong explained as briefly as possible, "I have to leave, otherwise I will die here."

The space purposefully screens people from entering, so it certainly cannot be out of good intentions.

If she was the only one entering, Su Ninglong didn't want to fight alone, so she had to find a reliable teammate.

After hearing what Su Ninglong said, Xiao Liu said indifferently: "No, no hunters died here."

"I'm not a hunter." Su Ninglong couldn't control his emotions and shouted angrily: "You are only thinking about your own mission. Have you ever thought that I will become a part of it? If I become a secret spirit, I will definitely..." kill you first.

Su Ninglong didn't say the last three words. It was wrong, very wrong. She was too angry.

Old Ancestor Su touched her earrings, and the sound of the clearing mind and spirit echoed in her ears, washing away her growing resentment.

"Since you were able to enter the other scene, it proves there really is a secret spirit here. As long as we eliminate the secret spirit, the mission will be accomplished." Xiao Liu scratched his neck, full of anticipation. After suppressing the anger in his heart, Su Ninglong calmed down a lot. While analyzing the current situation, he looked at Xiao Liu. What did her ancestor Su's completion of the mission have to do with him, Xiao Liu?

Xiaoliu has gone insane. Su Ninglong suspects he's been mentally contaminated, but she's not sure at what stage. His mind is preoccupied with completing his mission and becoming an independent hunter.

He kept muttering, and Su Ninglong had no intention of arguing anymore.

"Are there any bandages?"

After being injured, one is more likely to be infected. Lena and Xingyuan both mentioned this to her.

She now has to treat the wound urgently to reduce its contact with the outside environment.

Xiaoliu's conscience had not yet been completely buried. His voice suddenly stopped and he quickly searched his pockets. There was no bandage, only a medical hemostatic patch.

"I'm keeping this for myself."

"You won't get hurt." Su Ninglong pulled the medical hemostatic patch over. The hemostatic patch was even better, as it contained anti-inflammatory and antibacterial drugs.

The adhesive tape around the hemostatic patch adheres to the skin and sticks firmly to the wound.

After wrapping it, Su Ninglong checked it.

The effect is immediate, the wound no longer bleeds and there is no risk of rupture.

While bandaging, she once again pondered what scene she had just entered.

Also, what exactly is the mysterious spirit that he is facing?
"Among the secret spirits, which ones can create real illusions?" Su Ninglong couldn't help but ask Xiaoliu.

Xiaoliu's Adam's apple rolled twice, and the scratching movement spread from his neck to behind his ears. He recalled the knowledge he had learned, his eyes drifted to the curtains, and finally said, "Are you asking me?" His tone was lingering, and he felt extremely guilty.

Su Ninglong: "..." If I don't ask you, then ask the ghost?
Some people are not suitable to be hunters because they cannot see, hear, or have no knowledge beyond their brains.

As Zou Shuyi said, Xiaoliu's ability to become a white hunter can be attributed to three words: good luck.

Su Ninglong suddenly understood Haiyu's helplessness when facing Charlie.

He shook his head and thought that he couldn't rely on Xiaoliu at all.

When she shook her head, Su Ninglong's hair loosened, and the sound of metal falling was particularly crisp. A metal hairpin slipped down, hit the table, and then fell to the ground.

Su Ninglong stared at the metal hairpin in a daze.

Could this thing be brought out from another scene? She thought space could only cause "real damage."

I realized later that something was missing from my pocket: my lighter.

what reason?
Xiaoliu picked up the hairpin and said, "What is this? It looks like a chopstick. Chopsticks aren't that flat, and they even have a hole in them."

"I don't know..." Chopsticks with a hole in them? Su Ninglong recalled the old clock downstairs. "It should be the hands of the clock downstairs."

Su Ninglong snatched it away and quickly stuffed it into his pocket. "By the way, how long has it been since I entered another scene?"

Xiaoliu's burning gaze was glued to her trouser pocket. Only when she came to her senses did she understand what Su Ninglong had asked.

He was again stumped by the question and pondered: "When the bell rings, it's my turn to shine the flashlight in your eyes."

"Be more specific, how many seconds."

"About twenty seconds, definitely no more than twenty-five."

Twenty seconds felt like more than half an hour there, the flow of time was different.

"Let's go back downstairs."

"You want to escape?"

When Su Ninglong was about to go downstairs, Xiaoliu immediately thought that Su Ninglong was going to escape. He clenched his cheeks and stretched his face, as if Su Ninglong's going downstairs would mean cutting his flesh.

"You must help me complete the task first."

"Sixth Brother, we need to find out what's going on now. The clock is downstairs, so where else can we go if not to the first floor?" Su Ninglong said word by word.

This secret spirit territory is obviously more complicated than any she has ever encountered. As a hunter, Xiaoliu should find a way to eradicate the secret spirit as soon as possible.

He frowned and hesitantly said, "First... finish checking here first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of gurgling spring water came from the desk next to him.

The gurgling sound of the spring water is white noise, but it is not. It makes people feel creepy. It is more appropriate to imagine it as "a river of blood".

A large amount of white mold was coming out of the inner drawer of the desk and was spreading very quickly.

Su Ninglong picked up the pen and touched it on the table, and it made a "squeaking" sound as if it could not bear the weight.

Her entry and exit just now may have connected the two spaces.

If we compare another scene to subspace, and the speed of time in subspace is different from that in the current space, then the subspace must be corroded by mold.

Think about how many seconds have passed while they are talking,

After the corrosion is almost complete, reality will definitely take its turn.

Su Ninglong: "If you don't leave, I'll leave."

After saying that, Su Ninglong turned around and ran, followed by Xiaoliu. Just after they ran out of the room, the wooden table, which had been subjected to too much mold, collapsed with a loud bang.

Mycelium was flying all over the air. Su Ninglong closed the door and went downstairs.

Xiaoliu stopped her, as if attracted by something, and insisted on taking her to a room deeper inside.

There's a curse word that comes to my lips but is hard to say, and finally turns into, "You old fool."

Su Ninglong swung her arms, trying to lower her center of gravity, "I want to go downstairs."

But she was no match for Xiaoliu in strength. He was like a bull that could not hear anything and dragged her to the next room.

Su Ninglong caught a glimpse of the bedroom door she had just left, oozing white mycelium. "Okay, okay, okay, go next door, and don't pull me along."

Pushing the door and entering the other room, the layout here is completely different from the style of the house.

It feels like walking into a fairy tale world, the room is full of childishness, marshmallow clouds are floating on the mint green wall paint, there is a dinosaur-style bunk bed by the wall, and a slide connects to the end of the bed.

Any child would find it hard to resist a bed like that, and what's even better is that the area under the slide is transformed into a secret base.

The people who arranged this place put a lot of thought into it.

After Xiaoliu came in, he walked straight to the slide and said, "Go in." He asked Su Ninglong to enter the dark "secret base".

"What are you doing in there?"

"Get something." Xiaoliu said, "There's a small telescope over there. Give it to me."

"Get it yourself."

"You must go." Xiao Liu erupted in anger, pointing the knife at her again and roaring, "Go get it."

Su Ninglong was worried that she would not be able to go downstairs, so she decisively opened the curtain surrounding the secret base, shone the flashlight inside, and immediately saw the small telescope hanging under the stairs.

"Is there anything special about this thing?"

Xiaoliu didn't answer.

Just as she reached out to take it, Su Laozu, who had stepped into countless evil traps, felt her sixth sense go off. Because the room was filled with an ominous aura, she ignored the strangeness of the object itself.

This item doesn't fit in with the ominous atmosphere of the house.

(End of this chapter)