Chapter 17 Rose Wedding (17) Jelly Ghost?
His vision suddenly plunged into darkness, and he couldn't see his fingers.
When the eyes are invisible, the other senses of the body will be infinitely amplified, and the fear will be more intense because of the unknown. At this time, the appearance of any thing can easily break the tight nerves in the brain.
"Ah! What is it!" Luo Yaoyao yelled in panic first.
"What's wrong?" Qi Yunxiao asked calmly, without making any waves.
"There is... something grabbing my foot..." Luo Yaoyao cried, her voice trembling into wavy lines, "It's wet... so disgusting..."
"I guess some kid is causing trouble, please don't move." The beauty was in trouble, Chen He eagerly showed off his manliness, "Don't be afraid of Yaoyao, I'll be here right away."
Luo Yaoyao immediately cried louder and more plaintively: "Brother Chen, come quickly, I'm so scared..."
Zhao Jianing was so disgusted that she burst out: "Can you go out and act in idol dramas? This is a copy, not a movie theater!"
There was a lot of noise over there, and the farce of "The evil mother-in-law beats the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl with a stick" was being staged, while Yan Jinyue's side was a weird mime.
Like Luo Yaoyao, she also had something wrapped around her ankle, but it was not wet, but cold, slippery, and had a jelly feel.
Yan Jinyue forced herself to calm down, and with a thought, Shen Wu's knife appeared in her hand.
She took a deep breath and stabbed the ground behind her. The long knife seemed to be piercing into a mass of liquid. It went smoothly without any resistance and made a gurgling sound.
The thing on her ankle was retracted instantly. To be precise, it was not retracted, but it turned into a pool of liquid and seeped into her shoes and socks.
Chen He, who was sprayed all over the other side, shouted: "What a disgusting thing!"
"Click--" The lights came on, and the archives room instantly became as bright as day.
Driven by a ghost? Of course not. In front of the switch stood Qi Yunxiao who had just withdrawn his hand.
Now that she could see it, Yan Jinyue turned her head to see what it was, and saw a pool of red viscous liquid on the ground. Her shoes and socks were dirty, and her white skirt was also stained with red spots.
Yan Jinyue frowned slightly. She didn't know what this ghost was. Let's call it a jelly monster. Although it had no fighting power, it really made her, a person with a slight mysophobia, very angry.
Especially when she thought that the white skirt she was wearing was made by Shen Wu himself, the anger in her heart rose even more.
When she went out, she had a headache because of her clothes. Her school uniform was torn and she couldn't wear it, and Shen Wu's clothes couldn't be worn either.
But the ingenious boyfriend took out a white robe from nowhere, touched it on her body, and changed it into a dress within a few seconds. Although the style is a bit old, it is still very beautiful and she likes it very much.
Just like this, if there are a few more jelly monsters like this, it is no exaggeration to say that Yan Jinyue can cut up a bunch of them just like playing a fruit cutting game.
Qi Yunxiao looked around and found nothing else that could be found, so he asked them to continue looking for files. Of course, he also warned: "Don't take it lightly."
Yan Jinyue suppressed the anger that her skirt was stained, put away the knife, and took the file box that she had just put aside. However, she discovered that Shen Wu's file bag that was originally placed on the top had disappeared without a trace. .
She was stunned for a moment, took out all the files in the file box, and looked around again, but still couldn't find it.
"Who took it?" Yan Jinyue scratched his hair.
Qi Yunxiao walked over with a stack of portfolios and saw her anxious and confused look, and asked: "What's wrong?"
Shen Wu's matter could not be exposed for the time being, so Yan Jinyue raised a decisive and relaxed smile and said: "It's okay, I was just scared by that strange ghost."
When Zhao Jianing heard this, he immediately became angry and came over to laugh: "It's just a low-level monster. This can scare you. What should you do if you encounter other ghosts?"
Yan Jinyue immediately retorted: "What can I do, cold salad... I like cucumbers very much. Anyway, at least when I met the ghost on the top floor, I wasn't the one who was so scared that I pissed my pants and ran away." She curled her lips and smiled, The calm, leisurely but provocative posture made Zhao Jianing's eyes spit fire, and she was about to hit Yan Jinyue with her black iron rod.
Yan Jinyue was not a vegetarian. After being ridiculed so many times, her good temper had long been exhausted. She drew out a long knife and pointed it at Zhao Jianing's throat.
The cold light of the blade was so cold that Zhao Jianing was so frightened that the stick broke away from Yan Jinyue's hand before it hit Yan Jinyue, hit the ground with a clang, and then rolled towards the corner with a grunt.
Zhao Jianing looked at the tip of the knife, which was only a centimeter away from her throat, and was stunned, and her body began to tremble.
She stared blankly along the long knife.
The bright and charming girl tilted her head, with an innocent and harmless smile on her face, "Don't talk nonsense every day. I'm just too lazy to care. It doesn't mean I have a good temper."
"You are indeed not a newcomer!" Chen He immediately jumped out, pointed at Yan Jinyue and shouted excitedly, "Expose it, you are a hidden advanced player!"
Yan Jinyue raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "You are thinking too much."
Chen He put his hands on his hips and hummed: "Stop pretending, it would be pointless if you pretend anymore. If you are not an experienced player, how can you have weapons——"
His voice stopped suddenly, he stared at the sword without saying anything, rubbed his eyes as if he couldn't believe what he saw, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Why is your sword exactly the same as that ghost's! ?”
"Yes, exactly the same." Luo Yaoyao also exclaimed.
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Because it was that one. Didn't you expect that not only would she be holding the ghost's knife, but she would also have to sleep on the ghost's bed later when she returned.
Yan Jinyue took back the knife and cursed inwardly. He blinked in confusion and said nonsensically: "Is it really the same? I picked this up a few days ago and it has always been in my hand. Brother Qi has also seen it. ”
Everyone looked at Qi Yunxiao for confirmation. The latter nodded calmly and even explained her words: "Their long swords are all horizontal swords. Most of them look the same, which is normal."
Although others were still suspicious, they had no other reason to refute it. After all, she couldn't have borrowed it from a ghost. This was too absurd!
"No wonder you survived." Zhao Jianing covered his heart and suddenly realized, "You must use this knife to fight against ghosts."
Yan Jinyue smiled, neither admitting nor denying.
Zhao Jianing took a deep breath, looked at the knife in her hand, and took a few steps back in resignation.
Yan Jinyue saw that she was sensible and didn't do anything difficult. After all, she was just a bitch at the moment and had done nothing to cause any real harm to her.
Just as she was about to put away the knife, a figure rushed towards her, yelling greedily: "This is mine!"
The next moment, before Yan Jinyue could move, countless red jelly-like tentacles suddenly stretched out from all directions and wrapped the figure, making him unable to move.
Qi Yunxiao, with quick eyes and quick hands, ducked over and cut off the tentacles. The broken tentacles fell down and turned into a pool of red liquid on the ground. They were exactly the same as before, and they should be of the same species.
Chen He, who had stolen the chicken and lost the rice, was wrapped in balls of "jelly" and couldn't struggle. His face turned purple and he was about to suffocate to death.
Fortunately, the dagger in Qi Yunxiao's hand slashed a few times, cutting "Jelly" into pieces, and he was saved from death.
It was really a disaster that lasted for thousands of years. Yan Jinyue shook his head with regret.
Qi Yunxiao suggested: "It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Grab your files and leave quickly."
Everyone nodded in unison, followed him out the door with the portfolio in their arms. Yan Jinyue was the last one to walk out. Before closing the door, he glanced thoughtfully at the light and shadow-dappled corner, and then looked down at his hand - the palm of his hand. There lies a rose.
This was given to her by a small tentacle that quietly reached behind Chen He when she was attacked just now.
(End of chapter)