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The broken bunches of black hair struggled and twisted back. As I chopped, shrill howls continued to come from the bathtub.

The Lord of Shadow Stream shivered and hid behind me. He suppressed the fear in his heart and used his flashlight to illuminate me.

The black hair continues to grow, from the floor to the walls to the ceiling.

The mud in the bathtub seemed to be boiling, bubbling constantly.

There was more and more mud, gradually overflowing the bathtub and overflowing.

A strong fishy smell filled the bathroom.

A human-like thing loomed in the rolling mud and tangled black hair.

"that's it!"

I used my long knife to cut a path under my feet and quickly approached the bathtub.

The flashlight was shaking, and the master of the shadow stream followed suit.

One step too late and you will be surrounded by black hair.

Finally, we reached the bathtub. Just as the long knife split the black hair, a ball of mud suddenly exploded and sprayed towards us.

We retreated continuously.

I avoided most of the mud, but there were still a lot of mud spots falling on me.

Where the clothes were stained with mud, they looked like they were being corroded by sulfuric acid, and black smoke erupted with a squeaking sound.

The heartbreaking pain suddenly came.

The Lord of Shadow Stream was a little unlucky. A large lump of mud fell on his arm, his clothes were corroded and black smoke burst out.

In pain, he slipped the flashlight.

After falling, he was immediately swept away by black hair.

The black hair quickly wrapped around the lamp tube, and the light disappeared little by little in the bathroom.

In less than two seconds, we were completely plunged into darkness.

I couldn't see anything in front of me, but I could feel the black hair probing around me like tentacles.

"Ah" the scream of the Lord of Shadow Stream stopped abruptly in the darkness.

My heart tightened, and I swung the long knife in front of me.

Something cold fell, and the pressure in front of me relaxed. With my hands free, I immediately turned on my mobile phone in the live broadcast room.

Under the dim light, the scene before me made my whole body tingle.

The Lord of Shadow Stream was like a mummy, with black hair tightly wrapped from head to toe, leaving no gaps.

At this time, he had been dragged into the bathtub, with only one pair of feet still outside.

I quickly split the black hair in front of me, rushed over, and grabbed the feet of the Lord of Shadow Stream who were about to slide into the bathtub.

It's impossible to hold it with one hand.

The Lord of Shadow Stream is sinking.

The body was less than five centimeters away from the boiling mud.

Decisively throwing the knife aside, I grabbed the Shadow Stream Lord's feet with both hands and put one foot on the edge of the bathtub, gritting my teeth to hold on.

Finally slowed down his sinking speed.

At the same time, those long, slippery hair rushed toward me excitedly.

Boom!

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Boss Li, we are back, why did you lock the door?"

"Boss Li, Shadow Stream?"

It was the voice of Li Ritian and the King of Bastards.

"Open the door!" I didn't have time to explain, so I shouted at the door.

"Did something happen to you?"

Fortunately, they both reacted quickly enough and started banging on the door immediately.

Unfortunately, the black hair sealed the door tightly, and by the time they broke the door open, the Lord of Shadow Stream would have fallen into the boiling mud.

"Li Xiaohei."

Without hesitation, I whispered.

The black umbrella on the ground shook slightly.

A small figure emerged like lightning, nimbly avoiding the black hair that wanted to entangle him, and ran to the door.

The fine and sharp fangs bared out, and after a rough bite, the black hair that sealed the door finally came loose.

Boom!

The bathroom door was slammed open.

Two beams of white light lit up, and Li Ritian and Tobacco King ran in hurriedly with their mobile phones in hand.

"Boss Li, are you okay?"

The black hair on the bathroom wall and floor disappeared strangely.

The mud no longer boils.

Only the original large mass of black hair was left scattered on the edge of the bathtub.

The Shadow Stream Lord, who was entangled like a mummy, had only a little black hair wrapped around his body, and fell headfirst into the bathtub.

I was holding his legs.

"Come and help!"

With the help of Li Ritian and the King of Bastards, we finally got the big Shadow Stream Lord out of the bathtub.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened, except that my hair was stained with some mud and there were many broken hairs on my body.

However, his eyes were closed tightly and he seemed to have fainted.

"What's going on with him? Let's just make a joke. We won't be so upset, right?" Li Ritian scratched his head.

"Are you stupid? He must be fascinated by something. How many times have you watched Boss Li's live broadcast? Don't you know this?" said the King of Bastards.

I looked at the door and winked at Li Xiaohei.

The small body melted into the darkness and quietly returned to the black umbrella.

Then, I pinched the leader of Shadow Stream and woke him up.

"Hair hair."

The Lord of Shadow Stream's eyelids trembled, as if suddenly awakened from a nightmare, and his strong hands were waving around.

"Hey, hey, hey, watch carefully, don't accidentally hurt your savior!"

Li Ritian and Tobacco Dynasty gave way.

"Am I not dead?" The Lord of Shadow Stream looked around in shock, "Where are those fatal hairs?"

"Disappeared. Maybe what we just experienced was an illusion." I picked up the long knife and black umbrella and sheathed the knife.

"Hallucination? But that's too real." The Lord of Shadow Stream swallowed in fear and got up from the ground, his face full of disbelief.

"What did you see?" Li Ritian asked curiously.

"Hair, hair is everywhere! It keeps growing out of the bathtub, as if it's alive." The Lord of Shadow Stream recalled it, his voice trembling.

"Look, there are still traces of hair tangles on my pants. It's definitely real, not an illusion!"

The Lord of Shadow Stream's clothes were indeed wet, and the mud above his head gave him an unpleasant odor.

"If it's true, that's terrible! But why didn't we see anything when we came in?"

Li Ritian and the King of Bastards also turned pale after hearing this.

I shook my head and said, "I can't tell. Anyway, it's really weird here. Let's clean up the mud quickly and take out the key."

"The tools are at the door."

The two ran out and brought in two large pots with several spatulas in them.

"Let's start! However, these hairs are a bit evil, so be careful!" I was the first to take action.

Li Ritian and the King of Bastards followed.

The Lord of Shadow Stream had a shadow on his hair and did not dare to do anything, so he was still responsible for the lighting.

We kept scooping black sludge into the cauldron, and the stench filled the sky.

When the sludge is in the spoon, it looks more and more like some kind of mushy food.

"How do I feel that I will never be able to look directly at sesame paste again?"

“If you can’t speak, just donate your mouth to those in need!”

After enduring the stench and the thick layer of mud in the bathtub, we finally cleared it away.

The situation at the bottom of the bathtub is exposed before our eyes.

As expected, these long black hairs did not grow from the mud, but from the sewers.

The key happened to be stuck in the mouth of the sewer, and was entangled in layers of black hair.

I endured the nausea and stuck my fingers in.

But as if on purpose, the black hair twisted around my finger, and I just couldn't get the key.

"How about cutting off the hair with a knife?" Li Ritian asked anxiously.

I thought for a moment and shook my head: "I'm afraid not. These hairs are very weird. If you cut them off directly, the key might leak into the sewer."

"What should we do?"

"Let's try the stupid way." I looked at them, "Which one of you is stronger?"