MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 30 (1)

Although Chi Yiyin was woken up, she didn't get up immediately to take any action, but still sat there quietly observing the situation in the jeep.

This is an old, old-model Jeep, at least twenty years ago, and it should have been scrapped long ago. Or, it was because the copy he entered this time was between twenty years ago and twelve years ago.

In addition to the driver, there were four people in the car. In addition to the flower-armed man and the rock-and-roll man, there was another one sitting in front who was blocked by the seat and couldn't see the situation clearly.

No matter how noisy the car was, neither the driver nor the other person made a sound.

Chi Yiyin frowned, this was not in his favor.

As a rookie in the game field, he missed the rookie game and encountered an E-level dungeon for the first time. Although there was no danger, he also lost the guidance of newcomers, which made his understanding of the game field not comprehensive enough, all relying on collecting information from other old players.

And now, he has just finished a copy, and he has also done a high-intensity writing. On the train leaving Gushu Town, although the time has become no longer linear, let him finish writing the copy that belongs to her for Ma Yuze. Books, but mentally exhausted, were preserved.

Although Chi Yiyin had just woken up, he could still feel the exhaustion originating from the depths of his soul, which even slowed down the operation of his brain a little.

He looked down at the red envelope in his hand and sighed silently.

I don't feel like I've rested at all...

Fortunately, during the period of unconsciousness, nothing unusual happened, and the notebook and brooch were still on him.

When Chi Yiyin held the notebook in his hand, beside him, a figure radiated a faint light and slowly appeared.

Ma Yuze, who was wearing a small foreign dress, was sitting on the seat next to him, holding a book in one hand, putting the other on his arm, and smiling at him.

Don't worry, sir. I am here.

Ma Yuze silently mouthed to him, and there was a reassuring power when he laughed.

She didn't have the gloom and resentment she had when she was in the Ma's mansion, but her smile without haze was even more powerful.

——Since Chi Yiyin successfully wrote Ma Yuze into his book, when he handed over the freedom and the right to choose to Ma Yuze, she also became his support, as a ghost existing in the book, follow Be by his side, or appear anywhere, and use her powers to help him.

This is the power that Chi Yiyin awakened in childhood.

Chi Yiyin looked back at Ma Yuze and smiled slightly.

Compared with the north wind, the sun is always more powerful, and this is what he returned to Ma Yuze—the warmth that ghosts cannot feel.

He silently asked Ma Yuze: What happened when I fell asleep?

Ma Yuze nodded: After Mr. took me out of Gushu Town, it was completely destroyed, and Gushu Town became ruins. The husband slept for a long time, about three days.

three days!

Chi Yiyin was shocked.

This is by no means a normal sleep time, what's more, his body has not received the supplements brought by these three days of sleep at all.

Unless his perception of time is adjusted, his own time flow rate and the flow rate of the outside world are no longer synchronized...

"Hey, brother, was there someone beside you just now?"

The rock man's face suddenly appeared from the front seat, and he stretched his neck to look at Chi Yiyin, looking familiar.

But there was no one around Chi Yiyin, and it was as if Ma Yuze had never existed.

Chi Yiyin looked up at the rock boy calmly, a little unhappy for the other's successive offenses.

"It's rare to meet someone as curious as you, but I still congratulate you."

The rock man asked curiously: "Why? Don't you all have curiosity?"

"Because those who are too curious are dead."

Chi Yiyin smiled: "Especially those who ask the wrong questions and see things that they dare not see."

Rock Man: ...I always feel that you are connoting me.

But Chi Yiyin's blue eyes were as calm as the deep sea, and the rock man stared at him for a long while, then closed his mouth angrily, and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Obviously there is something, I feel it."

He muttered, unconvinced and cowardly: "Is it a special prop for a human figure?"

The word "special props" was like a signal, not only the man with the flower arms in front looked back, but even the driver who had been quiet all this time raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror.

Chi Yiyin was extremely sensitive to the sight of other people looking at her, and immediately looked back, seeing the driver's face also reflected in the rearview mirror.

It was a philistine face full of flesh, the hard flesh was so crowded that the driver's eyes almost became a slit, but he could still see the fierce light in it, knowing that this was definitely not a guy to be messed with.

player? Or an NPC?

Chi Yiyin paused, becoming wary of the driver.

And at this time, the system's voice finally came belatedly, and it rang in Chi Yiyin's ear.

[Survivor Z1001 is welcome to enter the dungeon [Snow Mountain Horror]. Early winter is the best viewing season for Lianping Snow Mountain. You and ten other friends came here at the same time. If you want to see the majestic snow scene, your invitation number is 03 ,I wish you a pleasant journey! 】

Although in the last instance, Chi Yiyin was aware of the system's malice towards players, but this time he had a deeper feeling about it.

— Only when the player finds the key item or NPC and guesses the truth correctly, will the corresponding plot be triggered.

Before that, the system kept silent about the situation of the dungeon, and there were few hints, and even misleading, requiring players to distinguish the true from the false.

it's really...

If the system had an entity, Chi Yiyin would even want to drag the opponent out of the lair and beat him up with his own hands.

However, he still caught unusual information from the system introduction.

He has invitations, and invitations are numbered.

Do you mean the red envelope? This was not there in the last dungeon.

Chi Yiyin looked at her red envelope again, and it was still the same as she had just seen, without any change.

He thought for a moment, then reached into his pocket.

Sure enough, before he noticed it, another letter actually appeared there.

Not only is his name clearly written on the envelope, indicating that he is the recipient, but also in the stamp on the upper corner, when you look carefully, you can indeed find a "3" in a flowery variant.

The third invitation letter.

What does this mean?

Chi Yiyin's eyes flickered, and she opened the letter in her hand.

[Dear Mr. No. 3:

After so many years, the pleasure of the trip to Lianping Snow Mountain is still impressive. It’s early winter again, so I sincerely invite Mr. No. 3 to visit Lianping Snow Mountain again. 】

"But to be honest, you come to this dungeon and still wear something like this, wow! Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

The rock man was quiet for a few minutes, then he raised his head curiously and asked, "You don't want to be cool like the tattooed one over there, do you? The temperature in Lianping Snow Mountain can reach as low as minus 40 degrees to Forty-five degrees, do you know what that is? If you walk around with your ears exposed, the ears can be removed painlessly."

"Wait! You were randomly entered into this dungeon, right? If you come here without any preparation, then you are really unlucky."

The rock man looked at Chi Yiyin with sympathy: "If he died in other dungeons, he would be able to eat and drink enough to die warmly. If he died in this dungeon, he would become an ice sculpture. Someone will come later." can see you..."

While talking, the rock boy suddenly choked up.

——The flower-armed man mentioned by him heard the voice, and kicked over again, kicking the rock-and-roll man to be honest.

Chi Yiyin refolded the invitation calmly and put it back in his pocket.

According to his observations since he woke up, he has been able to roughly determine the situation of the other three passengers and the driver in the carriage.

The rock guy is obviously a person with a strong desire to share. He doesn't necessarily mean to disturb others on purpose, but secretly hopes that others can also hear his favorite music.

This is probably why he paid attention to Chi Yiyin. He wanted to share the information he knew with Chi Yiyin, and he wished he could hold Chi Yiyin and talk non-stop.

In the past, this kind of person was not the character that Chi Yiyin would like.

But for now, it is a good thing.

Chi Yiyin smiled, looking fixedly at the guy lying on the back of the chair.

The rock boy suddenly felt hairy and his back felt cold, like a poor little mouse being targeted by a snake.

Is that big flower arm so scary?

He murmured in his heart, but perhaps because Chi Yiyin's appearance looked too gentlemanly and gentle, he didn't suspect Chi Yiyin at all.

"It seems that there is still some distance to the destination."

Chi Yiyin pointed to the empty seat next to her, and smiled without a trace of warmth: "Want to come and have a chat? It's better than sitting bored all the time."

The rock man's eyes lit up immediately.

He nodded without hesitation, turned over from the front seat, and sat down next to Chi Yiyin.

The flower-armed man in front noticed the commotion here, dismissed Chi Yiyin's actions, and muttered loudly, "If you are looking for an ally, you have to see if they are worthy, don't accept any cats or dogs."

Seeing that Chi Yiyin was indifferent, and originally wanted to unite with Chi Yiyin to crowd out this flower-armed man who disliked the rock and roll guy, his complexion suddenly became ugly.

He snorted coldly, folded his arms and fell asleep, as if he didn't care what happened.

Chi Yiyin didn't respond to this kind of behavior of forming gangs, but just asked the rock man about the situation of this journey in a low voice, and he gave a lot of guidance in his words.

His attitude made the rock boy very happy. Seeing the man with the flower arm deflated, it was like seeing a school bully being beaten up by others, so he knew everything about Chi Yiyin.

It didn't take much effort for Chi Yiyin to calmly let the rock man tell the information he knew.

[Snow Mountain Cry] Although it is a C-level dungeon, it is the easiest one in the C-level, almost as famous as [Dear Home].

However, it is famous because its reward level is C-level, but the difficulty level is D-level, so the players nicknamed it "Sending Points Bodhisattva".

In the background story of the dungeon, people who live near Lianping Snow Mountain will randomly receive travel invitation letters and room cards with fully paid room cards for the people who live near Lianping Snow Mountain during the peak tourist season in early winter. This gathering.

But many of these eleven people did not know each other, and they didn't even go to Lianping Snow Mountain many years ago, as stated in the invitation letter.

This made many people baffled, and they didn't go there with vigilance, leaving this matter behind.

But those who didn’t go to the snow mountain, no matter they couldn’t leave because of time conflicts, were wary and dared not accept the invitation casually, or any other reason, as long as they didn’t arrive at the hotel under the snow mountain before the stipulated time, the second One day, he would be found dead at home with his head smashed to pieces.

This incident caused a commotion in the snow mountain town, and they rushed to the snow mountain hundreds of miles away angrily, guessing that the murderer must be waiting in the hotel.

But when they opened the door of the hotel, they were stunned.

—Those who came for the appointment died in the lobby of the hotel.

Their heads had been severed and placed on sofas around the fireplace, where their bones were crackling and burning.

Several of the corpses had been burned into coke, human oil dripped down, and the smell of scorched human flesh permeated the air.

The residents of the small town were so disgusted by this horrible scene that they vomited on the spot, and they fled here, and called the people from the small town police station.

But when the inspector came with people as if he was facing an enemy, he pushed open the door of the hotel, but found that there was no such scene as described by the residents.

Only the proprietress of the inn sat in a rocking chair in front of the fireplace, drowsy.

The inspector interrogated the proprietress, but the proprietress was inexplicable and said that she had no customers here for several years, and there was no one this winter. Not to mention the dead, there are no ghosts, so could it be that the dead are ghosts?

The proprietress was aggrieved and angry, scolded the inspector bloody, and asked the inspector to show evidence.

But when the inspector returned to the small town and wanted to look at the bodies of those who did not show up for the appointment, he found that the bodies of those people had disappeared in the morgue and had completely disappeared.

It seems that all this is a boring illusion produced by the nerves that cannot bear loneliness in the long darkness of winter.

No one died at all, and no one received a weird invitation letter.

The family members of the deceased went to the police station in the town to cry at first, and the detective was too busy trying to figure out what was going on.

But soon, everything about the snow mountain was quickly forgotten by them, as if someone had taken away their memories.

Even the traces of the existence of those eleven people have been completely erased.

The family members of the deceased did not remember that they had such a family member. The figure of the deceased in the photo disappeared, the page belonging to them in the graduation group photo album became blank, and all their past in the small town disappeared.

Only the family members occasionally filled an extra bowl with their meals, and when they came back to their senses, they put down the bowl in doubt, and said with a wry smile that they were really old.

And the detective always wanted to go to the morgue, but the moment he opened the door, he forgot what he was here for.

This situation lasted until the early winter of the second year.

On the same date, with the same envelope and wording, eleven different people received a new invitation from Snow Mountain.

Repeated deaths and constant loss of memory.

Until a certain family member died and only one grandmother remained, she looked at her empty small building and a dozen unoccupied rooms, and said to the inspector in confusion: "I have a vague feeling that I seem to have given birth to seven children." , there is a big family of more than twenty people. But why am I the only one left now?"

Others thought that the old lady had dementia and had fantasies, but only the inspector realized something was wrong.

No single old man would buy such a big house.

The helpless detective finally sent a message for help to the outside world when the investigation was fruitless, but was killed in the phone booth that night.

On nights when there was no snow falling, he was covered by heavy snow and locked in a red glass phone booth, like a children's favorite snow globe.

As for players who enter the dungeon, as long as they trigger any task and complete it, they will pass the level successfully.

The dungeon does not require players to find out the whole truth, as long as the life of the inspector is saved, or any invitee is saved, or even as long as they accompany and comfort the grandmother who lost all her family members, they can leave successfully.

— This is also an astonishing fact that Rock Man discovered when he collected information before entering the dungeon.

He called this a bug in the game field, which exists like pulling wool.

"Is not it simple?"

The rock-and-roll man smiled and asked Chi Yiyin: "Are you the kind of person who is a leader in the top rankings and wants to come here to collect points? That's why you came in with such a suit?"

"I've seen someone like you who entered this dungeon many times before..."

The rock-and-roll man blinked his eyes, asked "Huh?" in confusion, and muttered to himself, "Have I seen it before?"

He shook his head and laughed again: "Maybe I misremembered."

Chi Yiyin, however, was noncommittal to the rock man's conclusion.

Innocence and kindness are not his strong point, he doesn't think that the game field will be so kind, and specially prepare a bonus question for the players.

Even though Chi Yiyin is a newcomer who has just entered the game field, he already has a deep feeling for the maliciousness of the system. How can a system that won't even tell the truth to players easily allow players to pass the level easily?

Especially what the rock man said, there are people who have triggered the task of accompanying the old lady and cleared the level... Chi Yiyin decided that either the rock man was lying to him, or there was something wrong with the information collected by the rock man.

At this time, he thought of Tong Yao, the other party's skill in intelligence is really good - especially when there are other people as a foil.

Chi Yiyin put away the emotion in his heart, and asked the rock man, "What's wrong with my outfit?"

The rock boy turned pale with fright, exaggeratedly gestured at his ears and head, pointed to the snow field outside the car window, and said, "Brother! Have you ever been to a particularly cold place? With all due respect, unless you are not human , otherwise, no matter how good you are, you won't be able to withstand minus 40 degrees with such a suit of clothes!"

Having said that, Chi Yiyin also noticed that the side of her body leaning against the car window was indeed cooler than the other half.

In order to facilitate sleeping, his seat is in the last row, and behind him are the sundries on the jeep, including some cushions and clothes, which greatly provides Chi Yiyin with the effect of keeping warm.

However, when Chi Yiyin noticed the sundries behind him under the reminder of the rock man, he also saw a brand-new standard coat in the mess of clothes, which looked like a western-style police officer's coat. With a badge.

This caught Chi Yiyin's attention.

He looked around the inside of the car, but the other three didn't look this way, so he reached out to the coat, and nimbly removed the badge of the coat with his slender fingers.

Below the badge is a ID card.

It belonged to a detective on the small-town police station: Brian Root.

There was also a photo of the detective printed on the certificate, and the young man's vigorous and silly smile almost came through the photo.

Chi Yiyin soon realized that he seemed to have seen the steel stamp on the certificate somewhere, and had glimpsed it vaguely.

As for where...

His gaze shifted slightly, and then fell on the car window.

In the middle of the translucent engraving of "Snow Mountain Town", it happens to be the same pattern as the steel stamp, which is an official mark like a badge.

Chi Yiyin's eyes were serious, and she immediately asked the rock man in a low voice, "Where did you get in the car from?"

The rock man didn't realize there was a problem, and replied straightforwardly: "You were sleeping when I got in the car. I met this jeep at the entrance of the town. The driver is an agent from the town police station. I think He was going to Lianping Snow Mountain, so he begged him softly to let me get in the car and take me all the way."

"Boss, where did you get in the car, the police station? Can you tell me what the police station looks like?"

The rock boy's curiosity seems endless, but Chi Yiyin's attention has shifted to other places.

He slowly tightened his grip on the overcoat, and hid the ID card under the police badge in the seat gap.

Because he was sitting in the last row, the trunk of the jeep was behind him, so he could always hear the sound of "boom!" and "boom!" on the bumpy road.

He didn't pay much attention at first, thinking some tools had been left in the trunk. After all, when driving in ice and snow, it would be bad if it broke down in a deserted place. It is normal for the driver to prepare some common attacks.

Until Chi Yiyin saw the coat.

Although he didn't know this snow-capped mountain town well, he also knew that the drivers who usually used the car would put their personal belongings in the car for backup.

Like, another spare piece of clothing to keep out the cold.

Or...a uniform for work.

The clothes and badge documents are all here, but the driver looks completely different from the person on the document.

No, the driver's fleshy face doesn't look like a police officer at all.

Chi Yiyin's eyes darkened, and he had a guess in his heart.

He shook off the overcoat and put it on himself, and his body, which was a little cold from the wind coming in from the car gap, suddenly warmed up. Most importantly, he found a portable electric shock baton in his coat.

It seems that the owner of this document, Brian, has not been on the job for long, and he hasn't even unpacked the electric shock baton.

Chi Yiyin raised his eyebrows, sighed for the unlucky young man, then stood up, and walked over the three rows of seats in the jeep to the front driver.

The rock man was a little surprised, he didn't know what Chi Yiyin was going to do, so he kept calling Chi Yiyin in a low voice behind him.

And his movement also woke up the flower-armed man.

The flower-armed man frowned, watching Chi Yiyin sit down on the seat diagonally behind the driver.

"Master, I would like to ask when I can arrive at the hotel."

Chi Yiyin's voice became clearer and calmer, as if she really just couldn't sit still and came to ask about the car ride.

But when the driver saw the coat on Chi Yiyin's body from the rearview mirror, his eyes, which had only one slit left, suddenly shrunk into a completely white one, and the hand that was holding the steering wheel slammed hard, causing the car to skid to the left , ups and downs.

This turbulent moment allowed Chi Yiyin to see clearly the appearance of the person sitting in the first row.

The man kept shrinking in the seat, neither speaking nor making a sound, as if he didn't exist at all.

It wasn't until Chi Yiyin came to the front that he saw that the man was wearing a raincoat, the black hood pressed his whole face into the darkness, and he was wearing a cowboy hat under the hood, which completely put him in a raincoat. His face was covered tightly, without leaking any gaps.

But when the car was bumping up and down, the man's cowboy hat was tilted a little outward, which made Chi Yiyin quickly catch something wrong.

Under the hat of the man... there is no face at all.

It wasn't that the darkness obscured the man's face, but that under the hat, there were only empty shadows.

Chi Yiyin was startled, and looked away before the driver looked at him, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

It's just that his hand in his coat pocket quietly gripped the portable electric shock baton.

The driver looked at Chi Yiyin gloomyly, and it took him a long time to find his mouth from the fat that was connected to his neck: "I'm driving, you take the car, why do you ask so many questions? If you don't want to sit, just sit down." Get off."

The driver's voice was ugly, not only rough like sandpaper, but also a feeling of putting together the vocal cords, as if the vocal cords and mouth were not his original accessories at all, but picked up from the minced meat garbage in the slaughterhouse Take it out and put it back together.

Even the flower-armed man couldn't help but click his ears, which made him irritable and angry.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the rock and roll man hurried up from behind, cheerfully trying to smooth things over: "I'm sorry buddy, but my brother is short-tempered and can't sit still, he didn't mean it."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and lowered his voice to Chi Yiyin and whispered: "We happened to be halfway through the snow field, and we are still nearly 40 kilometers away from the Snow Mountain Hotel. I know you are amazing, sir, but you Don't make trouble, how do you get there after getting off the car? Go to death!"

Chi Yiyin shook her head slightly, and pushed the rock-and-roll man away.

"Master, I haven't seen you in town before, are you a new transfer?"

Chi Yiyin's voice was calm and smiling, and he looked very familiar with the town: "How can I remember that the new agent is not you? His name is Brian..."

Before he could finish speaking, the driver's expression suddenly turned ferocious.

He slammed the steering wheel, causing everyone in the car to throw to one side due to inertia, and then he pulled out the **** knife under the seat with his **** arm, and slashed at Chi Yiyin.

The rock boy was thrown to pieces, and when he looked up and saw such a change, his eyes widened and he yelled loudly.

Chi Yiyin was already prepared. The moment the driver gripped the steering wheel, he grabbed the back of the seat next to him, thus avoiding the fate of being thrown out.

His slender figure quickly stepped back a few steps, and instantly took out his hand from his pocket, pointing the electric shock baton at the passenger in the first row.

And at the same time that the driver's sledgehammer was slashing at Chi Yiyin, the other two subconsciously looked at the sledgehammer, and no one noticed the weird hooded man in the first row.

He also didn't notice the hand that the hooded man reached out to Chi Yiyin's back heart silently.

The hands protruding from the sleeves of the raincoat were extremely fat, with flesh on each other, and the blood vessels were bruised and purple, as if the skin might burst at any time. And the big hand with bruises and spots, which looked like a corpse, grabbed Chi Yiyin's back forcefully, and one blow was enough to tear out his heart.

But he bumped into the electric shock baton that Chi Yiyin swung quickly.

Chi Yiyin didn't turn around, but judged the position of the man in the hood by the reflection on the car window. The electric shock baton severely pressed the man's hand on the back of the chair, and used the maximum current mercilessly.

The fat and purple hand froze, and then trembled violently following the frequency of the electric shock.

But it was the driver who screamed.

He yelled like crazy, let go of the big hand holding the steering wheel, and slapped the dashboard frantically, as if trying to break free from the pain, and his fat face that was connected to his neck also turned blue and black, as if he couldn't breathe It's like getting angry.

The jeep lost control and drove sideways on the road. It was constantly bumped by the stones on the ground, and the whole car almost turned over several times.

Chi Yiyin still did not let go of the electric shock baton in his hand, staring at that hand until it completely lost its resistance, then raised his hand suddenly, and then quickly swung it towards the heart of the hooded man's chest .

The force was so great that it even directly pierced the raincoat, and inserted the electric shock baton into the flesh and blood of the heart.

He pushed the switch to the maximum, pressed the hooded man's shoulder with one hand to prevent him from struggling, and pressed the electric shock baton firmly with the other hand, not allowing him to break free.

The burnt smell soon permeated, but the hooded man never snorted.

Instead, the driver's screams became louder and louder, and the chopper in his hand swung at Chi Yiyin in a chaotic manner, chopping up the seats behind him until cotton wool flew around.

But Chi Yiyin had already calculated the dead angle of the opponent's attack based on the driver's angle and the length of the chopper, and quickly stood outside the driver's attack range with his flexible movements.

Even when he found that the driver could see himself in the rearview mirror, he immediately had an idea, deliberately appeared in the rearview mirror, and led the driver to attack him, but when the sledgehammer fell into the seat, he was firmly stuck in the seat. It was stuck in the iron sheet, and the driver couldn't pull it out even though his face was purple.

At this time, the hooded man's hands drooped weakly, his arms slipped from the raincoat to the ground, and then smashed into sticky pieces on the car.

Chi Yiyin finally saw the structure under the raincoat clearly.

Those minced meat are not the structure that human tissue should have at all, the muscle texture between them can't even connect with each other, and even the blood vessels are broken. It was as if they were originally a pile of unrelated minced meat, but they were glued together by force, like synthetic meat, to form the body of the hooded man.

The driver, who was in severe pain after being robbed of the knife, went completely mad. He rushed to the boulder in front of him regardless, screaming and trying to kill the people in the car.

Chi Yiyin raised his head quickly, looked straight at the man with the flower arm with sharp eyes, and asked sharply, "Can you drive?"

The flower-armed man returned subconsciously: "Yes..."

"Go and drive! Are you growing your muscles to scare children!"

As he said that, Chi Yiyin pulled out the bull knife stuck in the middle of the seat with his backhand, turned around and rushed towards the driver.

The bull knife rested on the driver's neck, and Chi Yiyin could even feel the fat trembling from the blade.

The flower-armed man was also taken aback by what Chi Yiyin said, because of Chi Yiyin's irresistible and powerful aura, he subconsciously carried out the other party's orders.

At the same time that Chi Yiyin wiped the driver's neck with a sharp knife, the man with the flower arm also rushed towards the driver, snatched the steering wheel from the driver, gritted his teeth and tried his best to stabilize the car on the icy and snowy road.

A large amount of blood splashed out from the incision on the driver's neck, splashed all over the man with flower arms, and sprayed onto the car glass.

The heavy puddle of fat fell towards the man with the flowery arm, causing him to stagger and almost miss the steering wheel that was wet with blood.

As for Chi Yiyin, he stepped back decisively the moment he cut the knife, frowned in disgust, and prevented the opponent's blood from spraying on him.

At the same time, the hooded man, who had been sitting upright in his seat, also fell to the middle of the aisle, and the things wrapped under the raincoat appeared in front of Chi Yiyin's eyes.

— that cannot be called a person at all.

It's just a bag of leftover meat, like the minced meat in the garbage bin of a slaughterhouse, but it's wrapped in a raincoat, glued into a human shape with something else, and placed here.

And now, the adhesive failed, and the spliced ​​flesh fell apart and was beaten back to its original shape.

The driver's screams disappeared, and the skull rolled down, and it stopped not far from Chi Yiyin's body. Those eyes, which were slit by fat, still maintained the resentment before death, staring at Chi Yiyin. Yi sound.

The rock man was taken aback, and felt that he wanted to open the car window and rush out to vomit. The visual impact of a living person falling apart into a pile of minced meat made his stomach roll, and acid water flowed up his throat.

But before the rock man could spit it out, the car bumped and pushed him back again.

Chi Yiyin also quickly judged the trend from the road conditions outside the car window, held the back of the chair next to him to stabilize his figure, and prepared for the violent impact.

The flower-armed man desperately tried to control the steering wheel, but the driver pushed the speed to the highest before he died. It is difficult to slow down the speed quickly on such a road full of ice and snow. At the same time, judge the road conditions as much as possible in the snow.

The huge boulder in front of him was close at hand, and the car was about to crash, the man with the flower arm was already sweating from tension, and the rock man's heart was already in his throat.

Only Chi Yiyin calmly fastened his seat belt and sat on a clean seat. Ma Yuze's translucent figure slowly appeared beside him. She held the book and looked forward firmly, raising her hand to stop Chi Yiyin , not to let any coming crisis hurt him in the slightest.

"boom!"

The car finally succeeded in decelerating, but it also bumped into a boulder, and the entire front of the car collapsed, and the man with the flower arm hit the glass of the car with a "boom!", and a fine hair made a crisp sound.

The rock boy bumped into the back of the chair in front of him, and his teeth were bleeding.

Only Chi Yiyin sat safely in the original position without any shaking.

He looked sideways at Ma Yuze, smiled and nodded his thanks.

Then, he unfastened his seat belt, opened the door first, and got out of the car.

The snow behind the jeep was full of crooked brake marks, and Chi Yiyin stepped on the thick snow, walked slowly towards the trunk of the jeep in the snow, and opened it suddenly.

The stiff corpse of the young man was in the trunk, staring with regret.

It was the town's young detective, the original owner of the car and coat, Blake Root.

After verifying her guess, Chi Yiyin was not happy, but just sighed lightly.

A young man who had just started working died in the trunk of his car within two days of starting work.

And there was an exclamation in the car.

"Boss, boss! Come and see! Si, the driver seems to be in the wrong place!"

It's the voice of a rock boy.

Chi Yiyin put down the trunk and walked back again.

Standing at the door of the car, he happened to see the changes in the driver and the man in the hood with his own eyes.

Under the driver's loose and bulky clothes, there was no body. After losing his head, he looked like a deflated balloon, leaving only one piece of clothes on the driver's seat.

And the headless man in the hood turned into a puddle of minced meat on the ground, mixed with the driver's head, slowly wriggled, and began to reassemble into a body.

The Rock Man looked at this scene in horror: "Boss, is it going to live?"

There is this possibility.

Chi Yiyin quickly thought of the story that the rock-and-roll man told himself. People in the hotel died in the fire in the fireplace.

He made a decisive decision, let the two get out of the car immediately, and asked the flower-armed man for a lighter.

And he walked quickly to the fuel tank of the car, unscrewed the fuel tank and poured the gasoline on the driver's flesh and blood, then took a few steps back and looked at the rock man who didn't want to get out of the car from a distance.

"If you don't come down, I'll burn you with me."

Chi Yiyin raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you see that the driver will be reorganized soon?"

"Then, what, can you negotiate with me for a minute? I have brought too much luggage, and I haven't had time to move it down."

The rock and roll man struggled to carry a 30-inch suitcase, and moved towards the car door step by step, wanting to cry without tears.

But Chi Yiyin could see clearly that the driver's neck and arms had begun to take shape from the pile of minced meat. The pile of garbage-like minced meat