Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

The man at the door didn't know if he was staring at him. The elite man instinctively held his breath. He didn't know if this was of any use. He could only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.

However, misfortunes never come singly. It seems that the world is not malicious enough towards him, and some more weights have to be added.

A child crawled out from under the quilt that he had been covering. This child's face could not be seen clearly. Half of his face was burned, and the other half was bleeding with blood and tears. His hands were black and only the bones and joints were placed beside the bed.

The elite man felt that he could hardly breathe, because the child in front of him had maggots crawling in his skull eyes. This picture was really shocking.

The science he firmly believed in before was nothing in this world of tasks. The little boy in front of him was the most powerful proof.

"Giggle, it's fun."

"Brother, I have something missing. Can you help me look for it?"

The child said innocent words, but in this atmosphere, in the dark environment, he couldn't feel cute at all, he only felt suffocating and terrifying.

His pair of black bone claws kept crawling forward, and the opponent seemed not to know how to move at all, so he fell directly from the bed, making the bones creak.

Like a broken bone.

The elite man looked at this suffocating scene. The child seemed hungry and didn't want to waste it. He actually picked up the two broken black fingers with great interest and started to chew them.

The elite man saw maggots squirming on half of the burned face. It seemed like something was rolling around in his throat, and he was about to spit it out several times.

As if this little boy wasn't scary enough, he kept approaching him, his innocent laughter was gurgling, hoarse, unpleasant, and scary.

"Go away! Don't come over! If you come over again I will..."

The elite man quickly got up, groped around, and finally touched a stool. He almost subconsciously picked up the stool and hit the child who ran towards him on the head hard.

The little boy made of bones was smashed to pieces by him in a few blows, but... a scene that made him even more frightened appeared. The child's eyes were stuck to the floor and spinning around, extremely agile.

"The murderer is coming, brother, are you still afraid? Aren't you going to run?"

A child's words are straightforward and innocent.

The elite man felt something approaching from behind, and there was a gust of cold wind. Connecting with what the little boy said, he turned his head and looked behind him almost instinctively.

Unfortunately, the moment he turned his head, a sharp ax struck down.

The short scream didn't even last for a second, and it ended like this.

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Everyone was destined to have a bad sleep that night, except for the two of course. Zhao Xuan was too sleepy and Wen Ci couldn't hear him, so he didn't know what happened.

The two of them slept until about seven o'clock in the morning. Zhao Xuan woke up after Wen Ci pushed him. If Wen Ci didn't push him twice, he might have been able to sleep for a while longer.

After all, the noise last night lasted for more than two hours. During those two hours, even the rooms on the third floor probably couldn't hear him clearly.

The room where the incident occurred was separated from them by a wall. They were in 303 and Zhao Xuan was in 403.

Every time this time comes, he hates that his ears are too good. After all, hearing the sound of killing people too much is very annoying.

Wen Ci woke Zhao Xuan up in the morning. Zhao Xuan sat up and squinted against Wen Ci's shoulder for a few minutes before he really got up.

The two of them had to go to the bathroom at the end of the corridor to wash their faces and brush their teeth. There were only three of them on the fourth floor. There was no distinction between men and women in this bathroom. There were unused toothbrushes and face towels in their room.

The two of them washed their faces and brushed their teeth and then went downstairs.

Zhao Xuan specifically checked the corridor on the fourth floor, but there was no trace... After identification, the movement in the corridor last night was caused by ghosts.

"Go and have a look on the third floor." He did not hold Wen Ci's hand. In this kind of mission world, people's hearts are unpredictable, so it is better not to let others know about their relationship.

Save other people from having any bad calculations.

Wen Ci glanced at Zhao Xuan's hand that he originally stretched out but then retracted halfway, and then pursed his lips a little unhappy. When Zhao Xuan went downstairs, he held Zhao Xuan's hand with quite a lot of strength, as if he didn't want to let him go. He breaks free.

Zhao Xuan saw Wen Ci's displeasure and raised his eyebrows helplessly, "Originally it was for your own good, but since you don't want to, then so be it."

Wen Ci held Zhao Xuan's hand tightly and told him with practical actions that he was unwilling.

third floor.

When they arrived, many people had gathered outside, and it could be said that they were the only two people who hadn't arrived.

Some newcomers did not dare to go in and stood at the door. No, it should be said that they did not even dare to stand at the door. They only stood at the door of room 202.

Zhao Xuan saw that the coach from last night had been chopped into pieces and was piled up there. It was no wonder that many people dared not look directly at him.

He heard almost everything that happened below last night, especially the man who was hoarse and noisy.

In terms of reminders, it is still useful to be very noisy. This shows that neither the owner of the house nor the ghosts in the house like it to be too noisy.

The coach's roar attracted the ghost.

Zhao Xuan pulled Wen Ci into the room as if there was no one around. Those people didn't dare to approach, even some experienced players didn't dare to go in.

Only the four people they had seen yesterday were squatting on the ground in the room. Zhao Xuan walked in to see the situation clearly...

They were similar to the coaches outside. They were both chopped to pieces with sharp weapons. The only difference was that one was in the room and the other was at the door.

There was nothing special about the scene. Zhao Xuan looked around the bed and noticed something different.

He touched the scorched blackness on the bed, and then smelled it, "It smells like burning."

Wen Ci lowered his eyes, "Is there a burnt ghost lying on this bed?"

Zhao Xuan's eyes fell on the little bit of black charred ash on the pile of blood next to the elite man, "Maybe it's crawling over, looking for someone to play with."

The child's voice he heard last night was not talking to himself, but actually appeared in this room.

Wen Ci was not surprised by Zhao Xuan's words, nor did he think he was making random guesses, "Yeah."

The other four people listened to the two of them chatting in silence, seeming to be thinking about the possibility of Zhao Xuan's words.

When the baby-faced girl walked out, several people quickly gathered around her and asked her if she had discovered anything.

There was also a new girl who was very scared and didn’t understand how these two people died.

She slept on the second floor last night. There was no movement on the second floor, but she still couldn't sleep. She only heard the screams, but she didn't know anything else.

She didn't want to die without any explanation, she just wanted to know what happened?

"It was noisy and they broke the rule."