The Midnight Owl

The faceless female ghost occupied the secret passage, and the fire of **** burned the room.

The shock line, escape line, and love line are intertwined into a "happy ocean".

Captain Wei had no time to worry about why he had to go to the sea of ​​fire for a love line. Seeing the female ghost was forced out of the secret passage by the Han Buting team's exorcism ceremony, he took the opportunity to decisively: "Go-"

The four partners who had been waiting for this moment immediately got in quickly, Zou Jun and Feng Rang were the fastest, Zhu Mo and Ji Yunlei were in the center, and Captain Wei was behind the palace to prevent the return of fierce ghosts.

Of course, the fierce ghost will not return. The Han Buting team has firmly controlled it, and the body of the female ghost is becoming more and more transparent.

It ’s good to meet powerful opponents, no one needs to help anyone clean up the stall.

Xu Wang they rushed to the oil painting at the fastest speed and concentrated on it. I wish they could see the flowers on each stroke of the painting. However, the scene in the painting was also illusory and true. You thought it was about to live in the last second. Now, the next second is just an ordinary picture, but the heat wave in the room is getting stronger and stronger, making people breathe hard.

Withdraw?

Every little partner has the same hesitation.

But Wei Menghan found the secret, Han Buting caught the ghost, and they returned without success. How to be reconciled!

Xu Wang looked at Wu Sheng and decided in his eyes: "Fire."

He had been worried that once the fire was extinguished, even the only clue was interrupted, but now, since he does not want to leave, he has no choice!

"Boom--"

Thunderous sounds came from the ceiling.

The wind rose with thunder, with water vapor in the wind.

Xu Wang was stunned. He had just finished speaking, and Wu Sheng didn't move at all. But this effect is clearly the armor he wants Wu Sheng to use.

The only explanation is that before he gave the order, his own military division had already grasped it and took a step forward.

Looking at classmate Wu again, it turned out, "Please start to praise me."

Xu Wang was not partial, and was ready to crack down on his arrogant arrogance. How could he know that he just opened his mouth and the rain fell down!

"Wow la ---"

This is rain.

"Hula ---"

This is the wind.

"Boom--"

This is thunder.

Captain Xu took a sip of water, let alone say anything, and shut up.

The flames on the surrounding walls have been extinguished in the storm, and the temperature in the house has dropped suddenly, which is really comfortable.

But Han Buting may not think so.

They had just subdued the female ghost, and before the joy in their eyes, they were beaten down by the rainstorm, their hair style collapsed, their temperament was ruined, and happiness did not exist, leaving only five faces.

The prompt sound of the indiscriminate armor, in the ears of ten small partners, came too late——

[Owl: Someone has used it on you [[anti] to make the storm more intense> Yo ~~]

Han Buting: "..."

Li Xia: "..."

Li Zijin: "Can your stationery name be longer !!!"

Xu Wang wiped his face like a small wiper with his hands, so that his vision would not be completely destroyed by the rainstorm, and it was more convenient to convey "sincere eyes": "Each line is for its own line.

Han Buting grinds his teeth and does not want to stay here for a second.

Turning around and going away, the third Wei-style collapse tonight suddenly came to me—

"Wh-what-ghost--"

The voice was gruesome, penetrating the noise of the storm, and went straight into the house, listening to it more than a ghost.

Han Buting Shengsheng stopped, and with his teammates, looked at the secret crossing doubtfully.

Wu Sheng also lifted the armor effect, and the wind, rain, and thunder disappeared instantly, leaving only a room full of wet friends.

After ten seconds.

Teacher Wei came out from the inside and fell directly to the ground. Regardless of whether his posture was good-looking, he quickly climbed up and hurriedly pulled back his teammates.

Ji Yunlei, Zhu Mo, Feng Rang, and Zou Jun came out of the secret road one after another, both in action and expression, with urgency.

The five people who came back together retreated to the corner of the house furthest from the secret road.

Upon seeing this, Xu Wang immediately had an ominous hunch and hurried to lead the team. He squeezed beside Teacher Wei's team and held a group to keep warm.

Only the Han Buting team remained, standing in the middle of the house.

The air was suddenly quiet.

There was a rustling sound in the secret passage.

An arm stretched out without warning, pale, withered, and at first glance like a bone.

Han Buting gave his team members a look, and the four companions knew what they were doing, immediately reappearing the ghost formation, and Li Xia took out a rune paper again.

Teacher Wei leaned on the corner, still not worrying about the gardener: "That classmate whose bangs blocked his eyes, this is a multiple choice question, a piece of rune paper may not be enough ..."

Li Xia frowned, and didn't understand the method of speaking in the clouds and fog. The master of the arm had already trembling out of the secret passage and fell to the ground.

An old lady so thin that she had only bones left.

She seemed to be in pain and screamed, but the movement was not like people.

Struggling to stand up, the old lady with her back on her back slowly raised her head.

All the little friends gasped and numb their scalp.

It was not a human face, but a strange face between human and cat.

Qian Ai was creepy: "Lady Cat Face ..."

"Boom--"

Another thing fell out, almost hitting the old lady and not standing.

The second ghost could no longer see the human form, and eight legs supported a woman's head, just resting on the ground like that.

Qian Ai swallowed hard: "Spider Girl ..."

"Boom--"

"Boom--"

The third and fourth came out together, a little girl in a red dress, a woman with a disheveled hair in a mask.

Qian Ai's back has been posted on the wall: "Little girl in red ... cleft girl ..."

Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, Qian Ai, Qi Shan: "..."

Wei Menghan, Feng Rang, Zhu Mo, Ji Yunlei: "..."

Unfortunately, Zou Jun, the Dan Fengyan who happened to be the closest to Qian Ai: "... Is this your stationery? Are you so clear !!!"

It's already terrifying to see the real thing, why do you want to go deep into the popular science! ! !

"He likes to watch zombie movies in the 1980s." Kuang Jinxin kindly explained to his opponent.

Zou Jun: "..."

Which one can face the zombie in the opposite row!

Qian Ai: "There are also urban grotesque horror movies, not limited to domestically produced Europe, America, Japan, South Korea, India and Thailand."

Zou Jun: "Then, you, return, hide, what?"

Qian Ai: "Afraid."

Zou Jun: "..."

During the talk, the Hanbuting team's exorcism formation has forced the dead ghost to the root of the wall, and the yellow symbols in Li Xia's hands have become four.

It can be said that the old lady with a cat face howled suddenly and soon.

In an instant, all four ghosts disappeared!

Without waiting for the Han Buting team to react, a gust of wind blew inside the house!

The ten little friends in the corner suddenly had an ominous hunch and looked at each other—there was an extra face in the crowd.

The cracked girl who took off her mask smiled with a big mouth of blood and a sharp tooth.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

In the scream, the ten little friends suddenly fled.

I don't know who called it, anyway, no one will admit it.

The four ghosts floated indefinitely, appearing in the entrance for a while, and in the window, and a spider woman clinging to the door, no one wanted to run.

The Han Buting team also caused this confusion to mess up their position. They can't beat the ghosts all over the net, they can only break through one by one!

This caused suffering for the other two teams who did not take the line of fright, because they found that their stationery was useless to these ghosts!

Xu Wang also had no time to judge whether stationery was useless, or it could not be used across the line. He had just avoided the cat-faced old lady, just beside the bed, and the girl in red under the bed grabbed her ankle!

Fortunately, the little girl's strength is not too big, Xu Wangxun escaped, but the whole person is already bad: "Why do you want to chisel the wall--"

Wei Menghan, who had just evaded the cleft girl's hug, insisted on not going back: "We follow the clues to find the secret--"

Xu Wang: "... Whether you are a secret or a portal?"

"Hula—"

The burnt black wall, still wet, rekindled the flames.

"No ..." Xu Wang was desperate.

The firelight is more than the center of the previous oil painting, and suddenly the petals float out.

Xu Wang stunned.

Wu Sheng, Kuang Jinxin, Qian Ai, and Qi Shan scattered all over the house also found something strange.

Oil painting is their love line.

But in this line, there has never been such a beautiful moment.

The pale blue petals flew in the firelight like a butterfly.

As they arrived, even the heat wave seemed to fade away.

The Han Buting team in the battle and the Wei Menghan team who were forced to fight were also aware of this change, but had no time to cope, and had not yet found the need to cope.

Hua Buli continued to fly out petals, and soon, the flames and rain filled the room.

At the same time, the execution picture of the witch in the oil painting suddenly turned into a light blue vortex!

In an instant, the fifteen little friends in the house surrounded by flower rain suddenly vacated their bodies. They had been sucked into the oil painting by huge suction before they could react.

The noise is over.

The flames were gone, the petals were gone, the walls were cold and scorched black, the oil paintings were hung up end to end, or the witches' execution picture, as if nothing had happened.

There are only four ghosts left in the house.

The little girl in red crawled out from under the bed and walked to the secret crossing with the old lady with cat face, rift girl and spider girl.

They no longer have the previous grimace and tyranny, just like the group performance after the show, they climbed back to the secret road quietly, a little, and disappeared deep in the secret road.

1310 Return to tranquility.

...

Medieval, European village.

Just after sunset, there was a faint red on the horizon.

The fifteen companions had just been freed from the turbulent rotation, and they quickly or slowly climbed up one after another. They were all village huts and villagers hurrying by.

Fifteen of them occupy the main road of the village. The passable villagers turned a blind eye to them. All of them ran in one direction, with some kind of fanaticism on their faces.

At the end of the road not far away, a wide open space, like a small square, was already full of people at this time, a tall cross torture frame in the middle, tied with a young girl above, and blocked by the surrounding villagers below , I ca n’t see it, but I want to know that it should be full of firewood.

This is the world in oil painting.

I have been staring at the oil painting since I entered 1310, there is only one team ...

Han Buting and Wei Menghan, together with all their friends, narrowed their eyes together and slowly looked at the culprit.

Han Buting: "You, are you?"

Wei Menghan: "Love, love, line ?!"

"Cough," Captain Xu cleared his throat, trying not to look at the ten pairs of angry little eyes, "The fire in the past life is intense."

Wu Sheng is very proud: "I chose."

Kuang Jinxin and Yourong Yan: "The second vote I agree with!"

Qian Ai decisively said: "I wanted to choose a career line."

Qi Shan looked at Li Zijin with some blood stained at Hukou with concern: "Your hand is injured?"

Han Buting Team: "..."

Wei Menghan Team: "..."

One step wrong, the abyss ...

Why should they walk into the same room with these guys? Why! ! !

Sensitively aware of the murderous Captain Xu, he quickly opened his mouth again to appease the emotions of his peers: "It is coming in, but we can think of ways to go out, right?"

The last two words, combined with Captain Xu's innocent eyes, made Wu Sheng instinctively nod: "Well."

Han Buting, Wei Menghan: "..."

Xu Wang: "Since everyone agrees, let's go over there and see what the situation is now."

Wu Sheng: "OK."

Xu Wang: "Go!"

In the blink of an eye, Xu Wang's team was at the forefront, with fast speed, how to look like "escape".

"Captain ..." Li Zijin can't even look at the gang of guys now. He glances at it and wants to beat him.

Han Buting isn't it?

Give them a little more time, the five ghosts are gathered, and the clues for the point of intersection come.

Now okay, after entering the task line of others, the ghost is gone, and I have to accompany the other party to come and talk about the love of walking away.

Who understands their sufferings!

But for this, the captain could not say, he had to stabilize the army: "If it comes, then it will be safe."

Plum nearly kicked the stones on the enclave nearly sullenly and followed reluctantly.

Who understands the hardship of Han Buting?

Wei Menghan!

They just want to simply play a room escape, without the use of fierce ghosts in front of them, and fire in the back!

The old cat-faced lady has left him with a psychological shadow, and in front of him, a young girl who is innocent at all is burning. His teaching and educating heart can't bear it, so tired.

Zou Jun, Zhu Mo, Feng Rang, Ji Yunlei followed behind, a black line, a sigh, a smile, and a dumbfounded.

Zou Jun frowned at Zhu Mo: "You are still happy, do you have a heart?"

"Don't you find it very interesting," Zhu Mowan Er, looking across the Han Buting team, floating on the back of the Xu Wang team, "Every time I meet them, there is always a surprise."

Ji Yunlei looked down all the way, and had no time to ask before. Now he can finally express his doubts: "What did you deal with that team? In a word, who can give me a full version?"

Feng Rang grabbed his shoulders: "Lei Zi, I will tell you ..."

After a while, the three teams also came to the small square.

As they walked along the way, they were able to confirm that the villagers did not respond to them. They would see and bypass them, but they would not talk to each other, and they would not look at them even more, even if their clothes were incompatible here.

Firewood under the torture rack is still piled up, and those who transported the firewood and piled up the fire were sweating, but still full of energy.

The girl who was about to face the torture hung her head lifelessly, and her long hair covered her face.

"Not the same as oil painting." Han Buting said with a deep voice. This is the situation. Complaining is useless. Taking it seriously is the only way out.

"Yes." Wu Sheng knew what Han Buting meant. "In the painting, the fire is already burning."

Xu Wang squeezed his lips tightly, looking straight: "So, now is the time to push the oil painting scene forward a little bit."

"What is your love line mission?" Han Buting suddenly asked.

Wei Menghan also wanted to ask this: "Only when we have enough information can we provide the greatest help."

Xu Wang looked at Wei Menghan unexpectedly: "Have you ever chosen a love line?"

For the time being, the Han Buting team didn't care. Wei Menghan, who had made the overall list with a score of 8/23, would it be the same line every time he came here?

Yes, of course, you have to choose the same line and how fast you can get along.

Xu Wang figured it out for himself and quickly prepared to withdraw the topic with "When I didn't ask".

Unexpectedly, Wei Menghan really answered: "The happy line we chose last time."

Xu Wang: "..."

Wei Menghan: "You don't have to be so sympathetic ..."

The pedestrian found a corner that was not so noisy, not far from the fire, and stopped.

Everyone was on a boat this time, Xu Wang didn't lie or keep anymore.

Starting with Pushkin ’s sad love letter, then commissioned by a girl with a braid, the divination of the gypsy girl, and the legend provided by the old writer ... Xu Wang shared this line originally.

The last is the room where everyone meets, the walls will burn, the oil painting will fly out of the petals, and finally the painting will draw people in-these don't need to be talked about by Xu Wang, and the other ten partners have already experienced it personally.

Wei Menghan: "The fire in the room is the fire of hell, the revenge of evil spirits?"

Xu Wang: "We think so."

Han Buting: "Who is the evil spirit? Who is the target of its revenge?"

Xu Wang: "I think that the evil spirit should be the **** the torture rack. She was innocently killed and she naturally wanted to avenge the villagers."

Feng Rang: "So many villagers ..."

"Or someone who betrayed her." Xu Wang raised his eyes and looked at the big tree not far away.

Under the tree, a pair of men and women are talking intimately.

Han Buting thought for a moment, and for the time being, the story line is smooth, but there is only one question: "What does this have to do with the braided girl who received the love letter?"

"I've been thinking about this too," Xu Wang said. "The only reasonable explanation is that the girl with the braid is the reincarnation of the girl under the tree, and of course the boy also reincarnated."

Wei Menghan: "So the boy who wrote the love letter to the girl with the braid?"

"Yes," Xu Wang nodded. "They betrayed the evil spirits together, but fell in love again after reincarnation. How could the evil spirits let them go?"

Zhu Mo: "What do you say about substitutes?"

Xu Wang: "The boy has become the girl's substitute and has been burned by the evil spirit's **** fire, so he can only communicate with the girl and cannot appear, otherwise he will be found by the evil spirit and burn the wrong object."

Wei Menghan: "Don't you say that the evil spirits retaliated against the two of them?"

Xu Wang: "I'll analyze it carefully. Since it's a love line, evil spirits may still have feelings for boys, so I just want to get revenge on that girl. I didn't find the one I loved the most and made a substitute."

Wei Menghan and Han Buting: "..."

Xu Wang: "Is there any problem?"

Han Buting: "Logic is rigorous and causality is reasonable."

Wei Menghan: "Details are detailed and emotions are delicate."

Wu Sheng, Kuang Jinxin, Qian Ai, Qi Shan: "..."

Are they really in the same line as their own captain, then why did they only get out of a few shots, their own captain has come out of a movie ...

"I'm not a witch--"

Suddenly cries came from the torture rack.

Everyone looked up and the fire had risen.

Everyone glanced at each other, immediately set off and ran to the execution office.

They stood at the outermost edge, and did not squeeze among the villagers. Once they were girls on the scaffold, they could see them when they looked up, and secondly, they were convenient to monitor the trees on the other side.

The men and women under the tree are already embracing each other, ignoring the tragedy here.

"I'm not……"

The girl had no strength to call, she should have been tied here for a long time, her lips were dry and her voice was hoarse.

The big tears rolled down from her eyes glowed by the fire.

The fire was getting fiercer, and it had burned to the feet of the girl.

Some people in the surrounding villagers shouted "burn her to death". At first, it was only one or two sounds. At last, it turned into a uniform shout for everyone.

Xu Wang wanted to save people by opening the stationery box, but the icon was gray.

He was so shocked that he couldn't use stationery?

Fragrant.

A faint, floral scent, especially evident in the burning smell.

Xu Wang raised his head and saw the familiar light blue petals again.

This time, colorful petals flew to the girl in execution.

They surround the girl like a holy angel.

The flaming tongue flew up and retracted the firewood pile. Ren Firewood was burned and crackled. The flames were dare not to go up an inch.

The **** the torture was at a loss.

Surrounding the villagers was even more dazed, but soon, their daze became fear.

Because the fire light weakened at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, even the sound of the firewood was burned down.

The fire may not be fierce, but there is no reason to be weaker.

unless……

"Magic, this is the magic of the witch—"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The word "magic" is enough to frighten these foolish villagers. They dare to kill the "witches" because those "witches" have never resisted, and there is no such evil magic that resists the flames!

In a blink of an eye, there was no one in the open space, and the doors and windows were closed from door to door, fearing that the magic would stare.

"Amy--" There was an urgent cry from the young man under the tree.

The three teammates turned their heads, but they saw the girl who was originally under the tree, holding a torch somehow, and strode meteor towards the torture rack!

The young man was still standing under the tree. He was afraid to move because of magic. He had to call the girl constantly: "Amy, don't go--"

Amy turned a deaf ear.

There was only a torture frame in her eyes, only the girl who should be burned to death, only, cold.

"The witches should be burned to death, they dare not, I come ..."

The girl holding the torch came to the bottom of the torture frame without looking at the girl above. She bent over and used the torch in her hand to help the fire that was about to go out.

The dying **** the scaffold looked at her incredulously, her eyes full of stunned, and sad: "Amy?"

"The witch should be burned to death ..."

Amy has only one sentence. She keeps using the torches to stir the fire, holding the only flames, and she is almost paranoid.

A light blue petal fell on Amy's shoulder.

The torch in Amy's hand suddenly rose, and the flame was extremely high.

She was so happy that she took another two steps.

The wind blew up without warning in the open ground.

The wind blew against Amy, and the flames blazing high all struck her at once.

The first second was the girl who was trying to kill, and the second second, he became a humanoid fireball.

The torch fell to the ground.

Amy screamed in pain.

The young man under the tree was scared and stupid, and he ran away with his legs shattered.

Amy fell to the ground, curled up by the fire, on the verge of death, looking at the **** the torture, issued the final curse: "I am dead, you can't run away, I will become a evil spirit, from **** Come back to find you— "

Amy is dead.

In the burning fire, turned into a charred corpse.

The girl who was about to be burned on the rack was terrified.

The little friends who watched the whole journey were silent for a long time.

Even if the zombies have been dealt with in various ways in 3/23 and the blood has been seen, it still takes time to debug in the face of such a picture.

The last Mars annihilated under the torture.

The wind in the air gradually became cold at night.

Captain Xu looked at the torture frame: "Should we put that girl down ..."

Han Buting took a deep breath and said, "Is the evil spirit on the torture rack?"

Wei Menghan kept up: "A girl with a braided braid under the tree?"

Li Zi near the black line: "Just just scared away that fart rolling urine, just to protect the beloved girl willing to be a substitute?"

Xu Wang: "This, there is a slight deviation in the story line ..."

Everyone: "Prohibit yourself from writing scripts in the future !!!"

Ten deceived buddies and four buddies who squandered admiration have achieved unprecedented unity.