The Death Knell

At this time, George saw the other person's eyes clearly, and he knocked his head in self-loathing, because the clown's eyes were blue, just like his mother's.

Why did I see it as yellow before? I'm so stupid, the boy thought.

"My name is Pennywise, and people also call me the Dancing Clown." The clown stopped dancing. He stood in the darkness, looking up at the boy's face. The view from the small hole was very limited, but for him It's enough to say: "I know your name is George, and you know my name is Penny, so we are not strangers anymore. Do you still want to go back to this boat?"

"Of course, but sir, how did you get into the sewers?"

The boy knelt in front of the hole and talked to the clown. He had a smile on his face because it was really funny.

"Oh, my little friend, this is a long story." The clown said in a funny tone, and he rubbed his big nose: "It's been windy and rainy these days, the wind is too strong. , blew away the whole circus, and I was blown into the sewer by the wind, like a leaf, whoosh~~like this, hehe."

"Cluck." The boy was amused and laughed. He always liked fairy tales, just like the ones his brother William used to tell him.

William stuttered a bit, and children of his own age called him "Stutterwee" behind his back. But in George's heart, William was the best brother. He was very good at writing and wrote many interesting stories to tell himself.

As interesting as this clown story is.

"Yes, that's it. Haha, I was blown into the sewer by the wind, and my circus is all in the sewer. Can you smell the circus? George?" The clown's bald head is pale, The two clumps of red marshmallow-like hair hanging on her ears are very funny.

Hearing what he said, George seemed to really smell something. It was the smell of circus popcorn, as well as carnival delicacies such as marshmallows and fried donuts. In addition, there seemed to be lions, tigers and other beasts. the taste of.

However, these smells are fleeting, because the smell of sewer is still very pungent and can bring people back to reality.

"I smell it, Mr. Clown, is there really a circus in the sewers?" He asked the man very politely. He wanted to go to the circus. If there was really a fun place in the sewers, why should he refuse?

But Pennywise just laughed. He did not answer directly. Instead, he raised his hand again and showed the boat folded out of the newspaper:

"Do you still want your ship back? George, I ask again, because I noticed that you don't seem to be in a hurry to get it back."

There is a broken lace circle on the clown's collar, which is fixed on the collar of the loose silk shirt. There is also a big blue satin badge pinned to the same position, which looks like a napkin. Does he want to eat something? ?

It's even funnier given that he's eating in a sewer.

"Of course I do." The boy replied with a smile, without hesitation. His brother made this for him, and he wanted it back even if it wasn't worth anything.

"Do you want balloons?" The clown stretched out his other hand and put the boat against his chest: "I have red ones, green ones, yellow ones, blue ones..."

George understood that the clown wanted him to ask for the balloon. If he didn't want the balloon, he would not give him the paper boat.

Just like a prank in a circus, the clown will always take something from you and then tease you constantly, making you crazy.

But that's the fun part about carnival, no one in their right mind would take it seriously, and no one would take it...seriously.

"Then I want a balloon. Will it float?" The boy stretched out his hand toward the darkness of the sewer. The small entrance to the sluice was like a window, connecting two different worlds.

The clown smiled, it seemed like he was showing a real smile for the first time, the kind that came from the heart rather than a business smile.

"Floating? Of course, get closer and all balloons, including this world, will float!"

He reached out to grab the boy's wrist, and then he would forcefully squeeze the child through a twenty centimeter hole. He would hear the sounds of broken bones and screams, taste the blood and tears, and that is the story. the climax.

The kind of floating soul that flies into the sky.

His eyes turned yellow again, shining with a dangerous light, and the dirty claws popped out like poisonous snakes. Seeing the boy's fearful look as if he was awakening from a dream, he felt that he had succeeded.

However, he did grab something, but it was not the boy's slender arm, but a wrist as strong as steel. The adult man's big hand just flipped over and clamped down on his wrist.

George fell into the water and looked up in the rain, only to see two strangely dressed people appearing next to him.

The strong man was obviously dressed like a cowboy, but he was also holding a black umbrella, which completely ruined the tough guy temperament on his face. When he smiled and talked to the clown, he was completely in line with the wild and hard-core West. It has nothing to do with it.

"Have you eaten?"

Yes, the first thing the cowboy asked the clown was to ask him if he had eaten.

This contrast made George stupidly stand aside, not to mention Pennywise, who was about to succeed. The sudden change made him not know how to react.

So he subconsciously began to twist his wrist, trying to break free from the restraint, but the man's strength was too great, and the palms were like shackles, giving him no chance to escape.

"Kid, next I want to play some games with Mr. Clown, the kind of games only adults can watch."

Deathstroke grabbed Pennywise like a bug. No matter how the bug struggled, he still spoke to the boy sitting in the rain with a faint smile:

"So it's time for you to go home. Don't play with paper boats, paper people, paper horses, or paper houses anymore on rainy days. Do you understand?"

"Mr. Cowboy, what on earth is going on?" The boy climbed up, with a frightened look on his face. Although he was young and innocent, the clown's sudden change of face and attempt to catch him was very noticeable. True.

The monster with yellow eyes can turn into a wolf-like face, and its fangs and claws are not what a human should have.

From now on, the boy will probably not be able to laugh when he sees the clown.

"It's nothing. His circus owes me money, so I want him to perform dances for me to pay off the debt. He is a dancing clown, remember?" Su Ming answered the boy while dragging the clown's arm and pulling him out: "Don't believe me. Look, let him do the Egyptian snake dance first."

The drainage gate on the roadside was only twenty centimeters wide, so the sound of broken bones sounded like firecrackers. Sure enough, rainy days are the best match for people with broken bones...

When the boy saw the monster clown being pulled out of the sewer like a noodle, he screamed and ran away without looking back.

It is estimated that in addition to suffering from clown phobia, he will never want to watch Western movies again, but at least he will survive, right?

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . _wap.