Yao Ye nestled in the corner, just watching the old man's head twisting in the gap in front of the door.
The long neck seemed to be too soft to support the head fully into the room, and could only travel through the gaps.
Yao Ye clearly remembered that one of the taboos he heard from the gangsters just now was that the ghosts in the corridor must not find him.
Therefore, he didn't dare to make a sound at all, even though his eyes were already on the dark eye socket of the old man, he didn't dare to make the slightest movement.
He was lucky to wait for the monster to leave on his own, however, it backfired.
Ho-
ho-
looking at Yao Ye's embarrassed appearance, wrinkled face, eyes and mouth with big holes, his head became more and more distorted, and he even made a low voice like a normal old man. The usual weak breathing sounded particularly terrifying in this gloomy and damp room.
Obviously, the old man had already found his prey and was reluctant to leave easily.
Yao Ye, who was facing the old man's head, was acutely aware of the coveted gaze from the old man's head, and was about to collapse.
He clasped his head tightly, his slender five fingers fell into his soft black hair, the handcuffs on his wrists collided, making a crisp sound, helpless and desperate.
Yao Ye's pupils trembled, staring at the gap in the doorway, his bare feet shrunk together, and he grasped the sticky and slippery floor below him.
Why? He obviously didn't go out, why did the monster find him?
Is it because the room is not locked?
Yao Ye suddenly felt blessed, remembering that none of the survivors seemed to live nearby.
It's not that he didn't think about this problem, but he was too tired to find his way on the island all day, and it was getting dark quickly. He didn't have the energy to find other rooms, and he was afraid that it would get dark before he found the room. Well, that's why I lived here with a fluke.
At first, he thought that no one lived here because it was too humid, but now it seems that it is because these rooms are not locked, and they do not have the protective effect they should have.
After Yao Ye understood the joints, he really wanted to shred the body of himself who decided to rest here in the evening.
Why didn't you think of this in the first place? Really hungry and stupid!
Yao Ye's face was full of regret, but it was useless to regret any more.
Yao Ye, who didn't even have a weapon in his hand, was so hungry that he was dizzy and weak. He knew that he would not have the strength to fight this inhuman monster, so he could only bite his lips in vain and cry silently.
Bang-
bang-
suddenly, a heavy footstep sounded, and this familiar sound frequency instantly shocked the ghosts in the entire slaughterhouse.
Hissing —
the countless corpses that were raging in the corridor froze for a moment, then fled in all directions, hiding under the tattered walls and pretending to be dead.
Taking advantage of the night time, the human-shaped skinless flesh group that was wriggling back and forth in the corridor also accelerated its speed of wriggling, and crawled to the ceiling like a slug and stopped moving.
The whole corridor returned to the silence of the day, only the old man who was still squatting outside Yao Ye's room didn't notice the difference.
It was so engrossed in playing with its prey that it didn't hear the outside world.
At this time, in Yao Ye's room, the
old man's head had successfully passed through the narrow gap and got into the room. His two-meter-long neck was coiled around the room, circling constantly, compressing Yao Ye's activity space.
"No! No! Damn it! Go away!"
Yao Ye leaned against the corner of the wall, once again avoiding the barbed tongue sticking out from the old man's head, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
He ran around the room in fear, and because he was too weak, he accidentally fell to the ground with a chirp. When he turned around, he saw in horror that the head of the ferocious old man had opened its bloody mouth, trying to swallow his head. .
Yao Ye's eyes widened, his breathing stopped.
Poof—
the next second, the old man's head slammed to the ground with a loud "smack", making weak moans and groans.
Yao Ye stared blankly at the old man's head that was slowly retracting outside the door, and it took a while for him to relax.
What, what's going on?
Yao Ye cautiously got up from the top, plucked up his courage, and approached the door.
Through the gap that was pushed open just now, Yao Ye saw an unforgettable scene in his life.
I saw that the head of the old man, who was still showing off his strength in front of him just now, was grasped by a familiar big bandaged hand, and he could only let out a low whine.
The two-meter-high judge easily chopped off the long neck attached to the old man's head with the blade in his hand, and blood splashed all over the ground.
"Woo-woo--" The
old man's head let out a strange whine, as if begging for mercy, and in the hands of the judge, he behaved like a quail.
Yao Ye was stunned.
When the tall man wrapped in bandages was about to crush the things in his hands, he seemed to sense Yao Ye's gaze, and his face wrapped in the bandages twisted in Yao Ye's direction.
Looking at the blood-stained bandage, Yao Ye was startled and took a step back involuntarily.
When the judge saw Yao Ye's actions, he couldn't help but paused, and seemed a little sad.
Yao Ye...was afraid...the
old man's head was held in the hands of the judge. In the face of the threat of death, the body connected to the neck was bleeding profusely, and he knelt on the ground with trembling skillfully begging for mercy.
It saw the action of the judge looking into the room, and thought it had guessed the judge's mind, and couldn't wait to beg for mercy in the language unique to ghosts: "Sir... I beg you to spare the little one, the little one can take this life. He is dedicated to you!
Look at his skin and tender meat! It must be very fragrant! Only you can enjoy this kind of food! The little one can cook a pot of delicious brain soup for the adult!"
Speaking of the cooking method of living people , The old man's head habitually smiled extremely wretchedly, and the two black eye sockets were curved up, strange and disgusting.
Yao Ye couldn't understand the conversation between the ghosts, he just heard a strange "hiss--" sound, and couldn't help shrinking in fear.
Phew—
and the Inquisitor heard it very clearly.
He listened to the words of the ghost in his hand, and his breathing was rare for a moment.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh for the little one, did the little one do something wrong? No!
" The head was burned into a pile of ashes, and he kept begging for mercy until the moment he disappeared, immersed in endless pain.
Many ghosts hiding in the corridor saw the rare and tragic death method of the old man's head, and they all felt the same way and hid a little deeper, shivering like a sieve.
Hissing -
no one has ever seen the judge look so angry, and even put up the fire of hell that can completely wipe out the existence of ghosts, it's so scary! ! !
Yao Ye only saw a black flame rising from the bandaged monster's hand, and then the monster that scared him so much turned to ashes. He was stunned and at a loss on the spot.
After the old man's head disappeared, the bandaged freak looked over again, Yao Ye froze in place and didn't dare to move, afraid of being used as a provocation.
That flame is so powerful that even a ghost can burn it, so it's not a problem if it burns a person.
Bang -
The bandaged freak walked to the door in one step, only one meter away from Yao Ye.
Yao Ye's face was pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he watched the bandaged monster approach slowly.
This humanoid monster stretched out his hand towards Yaoye just like the last time.
Yao Ye didn't know what it wanted to do, so he could only stand upright, with a fragile expression on the verge of collapse.
The big bandaged hand touched the hands he put in front of him, and the huge palm wrapped Yao Ye's two palms in one fell swoop.
Yao Ye felt the rough and cold touch on the palm of his hand, and immediately got goosebumps, and his hair exploded all of a sudden, becoming more and more fluffy.
What is this bandage freak doing?
Crack—
Yao Ye only felt the light on his wrist, and the shackles that had been imprisoned on his hands fell off.
The bandage geek also slowly withdrew his hand.
Yao Ye froze for a moment, looked at his hands that had regained freedom, and then raised his head to look at the still-silent bandaged monster.
"...?"
Yao Ye showed an expression of disbelief.
In the corridor, the ghosts who peeped at the situation showed even more incredible expressions.
Really?
Is this really the ruthless judge who only knows how to kill ghosts?
Do not! It must be an illusion!
They must have wanted to eat people so much that they were hallucinating! ! !
Countless hidden ghosts began to doubt life, their jaws dropped, and they couldn't believe that this tall man who gently unshackled mankind was their ruthless and mighty judge.
Yao Ye, who was standing at the door, couldn't believe it, but he remembered that the bandaged weirdo helped him untie the rope during the day, and now he helped him untie the handcuffs, so he couldn't help but make a bold guess.
That is - this bandage freak is a kind monster who will help the wounded!
Although Yao Ye thought so in his heart, he was still a little timid. It took him a long time to gather up his courage and say, "...Thank you...Thank you." The
black-haired youth had a delicate face, and there were still traces of youth on his cheeks. Tears, even if his eyes were red from crying and fear, still did not damage his beauty, but added a little more fragile beauty.
At this moment, the young man raised his head, looked at the tall bandaged monster in front of him with a pair of black and white eyes, smiled and thanked him. From the bandaged monster's point of view, his lips became more red and his teeth white, and he was lovable.
Seeing this, the bandage weirdo paused, and stood still in a daze.
He looked at the petite and lovely black-haired young man in front of him, and felt that something was beating in his empty chest, and he was jumping faster and faster.
Looking at the young man who was so careful that he almost flattered him, he wanted to respond with "You're welcome", so that the young man he loved didn't have to be so careful, but he couldn't say it.
It's not just because of his voice that has already changed his timbre...
Most importantly, he doesn't want this young man who was very fond of him to know his identity.
Such an ugly appearance...
I must feel disgusting...
At this time, the judge whose real name was Yuanping was a little lucky that he had changed a lot from the previous appearance, and the bandages covered all the ugliness.
He would rather Yao Ye remember the emaciated and pitiful him when he was a teenager, rather than the ugly and terrifying self he is now.
So, the judge continued to be silent, picked up the package that had just been placed on his side, controlled his strength, and gently placed it in Yao Ye's arms.
Yao Ye hurriedly caught what the bandage geek handed over, and looked at him in surprise.
The bandage geek didn't seem to want to explain, he turned his head and walked away, dragging his giant knife out of the corridor.
The blood-stained blade carved a deep ravine on the floor, just like the heavy heart of the judge at this time.
Yao Ye's mood was also very subtle at this time.
He opened the package and found some food inside - a clear plastic lunch box of rice, and a stainless steel thermos cup.
Yao Ye opened the lunch box and found that there were still hot meals piled under the rice, which seemed to be burnt eggplants.
Yao Ye swallowed, shaking his hands, and opened the thermos cup beside him.
Inside is steaming hot milk.
Yao Ye was shocked.
There's still milk on this tattered island?
Also, who cooks these meals?
Could it be the bandage freak?
Gulu——
Although he was very suspicious of the source of these foods, Yao Ye was so hungry that his chest was on his back and he was about to faint. How could he be tempted by such delicious food?
Touching his twitching stomach, Yao Ye picked up the chopsticks in the package and devoured it.
In the end, he completely put his doubts behind him, and every drop of vegetable juice was licked clean by him.
After eating and drinking, Yao Ye looked at the lunch box in front of him that was so clean that he didn't even need to wash it. He finally woke up and began to think about how these meals were made.
Could it be... Really a bandage freak?
Yao Ye's mind came to the image of that big man wearing a scarf in the kitchen, looking extremely virtuous, and he couldn't help having a cold war.
Uh...Impossible...
In the corridor, the ghosts with three broken perspectives had the same expression as Yao Ye, and their minds went blank.
There must be something wrong with the judge tonight...
The ghosts thought shiveringly, wishing to poke their eyes out, just pretending they didn't exist tonight.
If the judges know that they have seen everything, will they be killed by ghosts?
Will.
The ghosts were mourning, and the sobbing echoed in the corridor, so frightened Yao Ye hurriedly closed the door again.
The entire slaughterhouse was sunk in grief, and the survivors in the other factory were also scared to sleep by the faint whimper, and all huddled together and trembled.
Outside the slaughterhouse, the judge standing on the hillside was still looking at the factory in silence. The blood on the blade became more and more conspicuous under the moonlight, terrifying the nearby monsters who were enjoying the night.
Yao Ye, does he... think the food is delicious?
In the eyes of the monsters, the terrifying judge thought so.