si-mexico Chapter 44 The Girl in the Box
Chapter 44 The Girl in the Box
"Bah-"
Hearing the sounds coming from the library, the person outside slowly pushed open the door and entered.
"pat, pat..."
Emma was still wearing her neat maid outfit, her jet-black bangs hanging stiffly over her forehead like they were made of iron. Suddenly, her dead-fish eyes turned and stared at the wooden box where Ruan Qing was hiding.
Ding Xuehui, hiding above the bookshelf, wore an expression of disbelief, while the maid held a weapon in her hand!
A massive iron axe, nearly a meter long! It was exactly the same as she had imagined!
The iron axe was covered in rust, and its tail dragged on the ground, making a harsh yet familiar sound as it rubbed against the tiles. The details were almost identical to what Wang Liang had described!
As Ding Xuehui watched Emma approach the wooden box with an iron axe in hand, she tried her best to shrink herself to avoid being discovered.
What are the consequences if you get caught by a maid?
Is it simply losing the game or dying?
Bloody scenes involuntarily flashed through Ding Xuehui's mind.
As if to confirm Ding Xuehui's guess, the maid swung the axe in her hand with great force, and the whole room was shaken with a "bang"!
The iron axe was raised high and brought down heavily. The sharp blade cleaved the wooden box as easily as cutting tofu, slashing into the girl's body inside. Bright red blood gushed out and flowed like a spring.
Ding Xuehui covered her mouth and forgot to breathe. A bloodstained hand slowly emerged from the cracks in the broken wooden box, struggling desperately like a flower yearning for sunlight.
Unfortunately, it was not greeted with hope, but only with "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!", one heavy blow after another!
The continuous splattering of bright red blood washed over the bookshelves on both sides. A few drops of blood were even carried to the top of the bookshelves by the raised giant axe, splashing onto Ding Xuehui's face and into her eyes, staining her world red.
It was unclear whether the Bloody Maid's only target was Ruan Qing, or whether she had genuinely failed to spot Ding Xuehui. She left expressionlessly, dragging the Blood Axe with her expressionless face.
Ding Xuehui climbed down from the bookshelf with weak legs, stepping on sticky blood as she landed, and lost her balance, falling into a pool of half-dried blood.
Ding Xuehui pressed her palm against the ground and felt something sharp pierce her. She raised her hand to take a closer look and discovered that it was a tiny bone spur mixed in with the blood.
The source of the bone spurs was self-evident. Ding Xuehui turned her head stiffly, and Ruan Qing's body lay quietly in the shattered wooden box.
Ruan Qing's waist and abdomen were chopped into minced meat, mixed with wood chips, but his head was intact, and his face was covered with blood and hair, so his expression before death could not be seen.
Fear surged again, and Ding Xuehui instinctively covered her mouth to avoid making a sound, forgetting that her hands, which had just been braced in a pool of blood, were covered in thick, sticky blood.
In an instant, Ruan Qing's blood was everywhere on her cheeks, nose, and lips.
The stench assaulted Ding Xuehui's nostrils. She dared not open her mouth, afraid of tasting the blood. She scrambled to her feet from the pool of blood, desperately wiping the blood off her face, and gasped for breath while leaning against the bookshelf.
Ruan Qing is really dead? Just like she imagined!
Just then, Ding Xuehui's gaze suddenly fell upon the blood-stained books on the bookshelf.
The discovery before her eyes made the girl's eyes widen in surprise.
Although she couldn't understand French, the books were clearly different from when she first came in; they had changed from being arranged normally to being upside down!
Ding Xuehui turned around in confusion and looked around. All the books in the entire library had somehow ended up upside down!
"Sis, do we really have to go?"
Zheng Zhaonan is overweight and always wears a shirt and suit pants. He gets sweaty when he's nervous and looks much older than Zheng Lu, but he is actually two years younger than him.
"They're filming a variety show. If there's any danger, they'll be the first ones to be rushed." Zheng Lu rolled her eyes at her useless younger brother with a look of disdain. "Daytime is always better than nighttime! Would you dare to come out at night?"
Just then, a loud crash came from around the corner behind them. Zheng Lu immediately turned around alertly and shouted, "Who's there?"
"It's me." The other person walked out confidently.
"Chen Jiangqiao?" Zheng Lu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw who it was. She knew that Chen Jiangqiao and Ji Xingyi were very close, and Ji Xingyi had helped her before, so Zheng Lu's impression of Chen Jiangqiao wasn't bad.
“I think you’re right, it’s safer during the day than at night. I’m going to look for clues, want to come along?” A barely perceptible glint flashed in Chen Jiangqiao’s eyes.
“Okay.” Zheng Lu was overjoyed.
The castle was very large, but before this, all the crew members had only been active on the third floor of the east side and no one had ever stepped into the west side area, so the three of them were very careful and consciously kept their footsteps down.
Chen Jiangqiao pushed open the door to the first floor and was surprised to find a church in front of him.
The layout of the house is symmetrical to the east side, because the cross hanging in the center of the wall does not receive sunlight because it is on the shady side.
Zheng Zhaonan felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the white cross: "Isn't this the witch's territory? Why is there a church here?"
"Let's go look around somewhere else." The interior was completely exposed, and Zheng Lu whispered.
The three of them walked to the end and found a staircase leading to the tower. Zheng Lu was about to go up together when she heard Zheng Zhaonan behind her say anxiously.
"Sis, I need to go to the bathroom."
Zheng Lu was speechless: "What a stupid habit! Hurry up!"
Zheng Zhaonan didn't dare keep Zheng Lu waiting too long, so he found a nearby toilet and was hit by a damp, musty smell as he pushed the door open.
This toilet looked like it hadn't been used for a long time, as if it were abandoned. A layer of grime had accumulated on the brown floor tiles, and every step left a clearly defined footprint.
"Won't there be rats?" Zheng Zhaonan shuddered and muttered to himself, but as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through his stomach.
He couldn't hold it in any longer; he couldn't let himself die from holding in his poop, so he gritted his teeth and sat down, and instantly, a stream of poop came out.
"That feels so good!" Zheng Zhaonan let out a long sigh of relief, a satisfied smile on his face. Just as he was at his most relaxed, Zheng Zhaonan suddenly felt an itch on his buttocks.
Something wet seemed to touch his buttocks in the toilet.
Zheng Zhaonan shuddered; the cold air emanating from the toilet constantly irritated his tailbone, and his calves began to tremble.
what?
Could it be that Zheng Zhaonan's mind was uncontrollably filled with images of black-haired rats crawling in the sewers?
The next second Zheng Zhaonan screamed as the thing in the toilet sprang out again and bit his buttocks!
With a loud thud, Zheng Zhaonan tripped over his pants that were dragging on his ankles and fell heavily to the ground, leaving a large, messy stain on the muddy, dirty tiles!
But the tearing pain in his anus prevented him from getting up; something was trying to force its way into his anus!
"Ahhh—" Zheng Zhaonan screamed as he scrambled on the dirty black floor tiles while grabbing at something on his buttocks. He grabbed a thin, long tail and a slippery, hairy half of a body!
"Mouse! Mouse! Sister! Ahhhhhh—Sister!"
Amid Zheng Zhaonan's piercing screams, hordes of black-haired rats erupted from the toilet like a volcano, their target clear: the white, bare buttocks on the floor.