My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Late at night, heavy rain.

In the darkness, but in the rain, two people ran over.

Ethan and Blake ran quickly with their things on their backs. They didn't stop their hurried pace until they rushed to the porch.

I have been busy for more than half an hour just now to get the aftermath work done.

Jeeps, tents, stumps and other items all sank into a nearby river.

Ethan is now considered a good hand in dealing with the aftermath.

Otherwise, it will take even longer.

They looked at each other and laughed.

Let alone a drowned rat, it was just like being soaked in water, and it was extremely embarrassing.

"Hache~"

Just after laughing twice, Blake sneezed heavily.

Ethan quickly picked her up and ran upstairs. This guy's lips were so cold that his lips turned blue.

The shower was turned on, the clothes were thrown aside, and white mist rose.

The scalding hot water hit her body, and Blake bit Ethan's shoulder hard. She wanted to forget everything, and there was only one thought left in her heart.

It wasn't until about three o'clock in the morning that Blake fell asleep.

In her sleep, she murmured Liz's name from time to time, and tears fell down.

Only two or three hours later, Ethan stood up again.

Mixed with sadness and fright, Blake developed a high fever after being soaked in the night rain for a long time, and his body was covered in sweat.

He rummaged around in the house for a while before finding antipyretic medicine.

Blake, who had a hot forehead, took the medicine and she continued to fall asleep.

After that, I would put a towel on her and wipe her body from time to time.

When it gets dark, the body temperature slowly returns to normal.

Seeing her sleeping peacefully, Ethan finally breathed a sigh of relief and touched Blake's forehead.

This is a 20-year-old girl. It would be strange if something went wrong if she was forced to do those things by herself.

It doesn't matter if you have a fever, just think of it as a way to restart your body.

After some tossing, Ethan lost his sleepiness, leaving her to rest alone and walked to the bathroom. The clothes he and Blake wore last night were packed in bags and thrown into the space, and he would throw them away again when he found an opportunity.

Then he walked to the first floor and removed the stains that the two brought back from outside.

Even the porch was swept clean.

As for the outdoors, there is no need to deal with it at all. The heavy rain is still continuing, and it is raining non-stop.

This rain will wash away the last trace of hidden dangers.

I took a bottle of beer out of the refrigerator and moved a lounge chair to the porch.

I took a sip of beer against the overwhelming rain.

He lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling the smoke before opening the system panel.

As he expected, the status of the task changed to Complete.

"ah!"

A scream like an auditory hallucination suddenly sounded.

Several images quickly flashed through his mind. The wildly rotating chain saw slashed down from Ed's upper body, and blood sprayed out like mist, sprinkling on his body.

Alice ran away desperately, but was stepped on the ground by herself.

The chain saw roared, and flesh and blood flew.

He shook his head violently to get rid of these images.

However, his fingers tightly grasped the beer bottle, and veins popped out.

"Bang."

The bottle exploded, and white beer foam splashed into my hand.

The glass cut open the palm, and blood dripped down.

He brought the cigarette to his mouth, bit the butt hard and took a drag, exhaling a stream of white mist that was more than one meter long.

Licking his lips, the corners of his eyes twitched.

This kind of thing has never happened to me.

I have done more cruel things before, but I have never had any auditory hallucinations.

Shaking away the beer foam, he suppressed the matter for the time being and turned his attention to the system panel.

With a thought, the task disappears.

After waiting for a while, there was no strange movement from the body.

He looked at the panel in confusion. The primary healing on it had indeed changed to the intermediate level. It was not that he was mistaken.

At this moment, bursts of itching came from the stinging palm.

He quickly looked at his hand and saw that the bleeding speed from the big gash on it had slowed down.

Damn, this effect is a bit strong.

He continued to look at the palm of his hand with concentration, and after a minute, his eyes blinked.

Okay, I thought too much.

There is still no way to achieve that kind of healing speed that is visible to the naked eye.

First of all, it can be confirmed that the hemostatic effect is first-rate.

The healing speed will definitely be faster than before, but it will not reach that magical speed.

But that's okay. If the healing is really visible to the naked eye, I really won't be able to bear any injuries in the future, otherwise I will definitely be regarded as a monster.

He got up, cleaned the floor, and went to get another bottle of beer.

This time I really watched the rain fall quietly, washing not only the world, but also my own soul.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Ethan seemed to be asleep, footsteps sounded.

Blake actually walked downstairs wrapped in a white quilt and found outside the porch. She stumbled over and lay down on Ethan, curling up like a kitten.

Ethan stretched out his legs and kicked up, causing the recliner to shake gently.

It rained heavily for a whole day and two nights.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that it slowly stopped. After this period of rest, Blake's body returned to its original state.

After the girl regained her energy, she started tossing like crazy.

This kind of tossing is from another aspect.

According to her long-awaited travel plans, she would accompany Blake to the rodeo.

Ethan was not very interested at first, but when he saw the cowgirl barrel racing, he instantly became energetic and cheered along with the surrounding audience.

There is no way, this kind of competition with a performance nature is very eye-catching.

The cowgirl's butt bumps on the saddle, with a violent and wild beauty.

Even Blake, the female hooligan, whistled like crazy.

After watching the game, we went to visit a village fair. Ethan was tired of seeing these things in Banshee Town and seemed a little uninterested.

After shopping for a long time, Blake bought a lot of souvenirs before returning with unfulfilled interest.

In the following time, the two almost stayed at home and stayed together.

Occasionally I go to town to buy some things, everything is calm.

Not to mention tracing, it is estimated that no one has even discovered that those people are missing.

Many cases are like this. When the best time has passed, it will become an unsolved case. Let alone investigation, it is not even clear where the accident occurred.

Especially in such a sparsely populated small town, there is no other way.

The vacation passed by in a flash, and Blake, who was reluctant to leave, was put on the plane, and Ethan also embarked on his way home.