Chapter 1388 Return

It was a long corridor, dark and without light. Chen Wenwen could only hear her own breathing. Every time she took a breath, she smelled a strong bloody smell.

This reminded her of the time when she ran long distances in high school. Every time she ran a few laps around the playground, she felt a mouth full of blood, which made her want to cry.

The physical education teacher patiently told her that it was normal to have a bloody smell after running. Normally, during high-load exercise, the oxygen obtained by breathing only through the nose is not enough, so people will also take in oxygen by opening their mouths and breathing through their mouths during running, but this may cause the capillaries in the throat to rupture, thus feeling a bloody smell in the mouth.

Chen Wenwen remembered the teacher's teachings, and gradually closed her subconsciously slightly opened mouth, trying to breathe through her nose - but the bloody smell still existed, strong and sweet.

That was not her blood. The child she held tightly in her arms leaned against her body. The blood that flowed from her chest soaked her white skirt, slid down her thighs to her feet, and then into her boots. Every step she took could feel the blood soaked in her white socks being squeezed out. Even in the pitch-black darkness, it reminded her of her current situation of being covered in blood.

Chen Wenwen didn't understand or know what was going on. What she had encountered and experienced in the past few days had already squeezed out her fragile worldview. If she had to say what she had learned during this period of time, it must be to be obedient and then run away.

Starting from Lu Mingfei, to Sima Xuxu, or Zhao Xusheng, everyone seemed to be trying to protect her and take her to run away in this underworld. They patiently enlightened Chen Wenwen and told her with a forced smile that it was okay, it was all a nightmare, and everything would be fine.

When asked what was going on, they would look at her with the same helpless and sighing eyes and tell her nothing.

Just be obedient, just run away, they told Chen Wenwen, as long as you are obedient, you can survive, as long as you keep running away, you can survive.

When Sima Xuxu was bullied by those scaled and armored monsters to the point of visible injuries in order to protect herself, and was forced to take her to hide in a safe house, she might not even know that she might have some self-destructive plots hidden in her heart, or that kind of delicate and awkward personality was at work again. At that time, she mustered up a lot of courage and asked the boy in a trembling and shaking voice, "Aren't you afraid? Have you ever thought of abandoning me?"

But when the boy heard this question, he was tormented by Chen Wenwen's rough bandaging technique, and he gave him a thumbs up and said with a bright look, "Don't be afraid! I am an orthodox man, protecting the old, weak, sick and disabled. No, protecting women. It is my duty to protect the child! You are a girl and weak, so it is my duty to protect you. I want to be the man of the Moon! "

The tone was silly and persistent, which reminded Chen Wenwen of the group of naughty boys in junior high school who were holding a strange straw hat in the corridor and running while shouting "I want to be the man of the Pirate King!"

There seemed to be no reason for that group of people to protect themselves. Chen Wenwen was not special. She was just a girl who strayed into Nibelungen. There was only one reason why Sima Xuxu was willing to protect her desperately. In his eyes, he was the weak and helpless party. Protecting the weak seemed to be engraved in their bones, and they took action without much thought.

It was obvious that she could leave the seriously injured boy in her arms and run away alone, but Chen Wenwen was still struggling to hold him and ran all the way in the dark corridor. Perhaps this was the same reason as those people?

Chen Wenwen was weak to them, but the boy in her arms. Was he a boy named Xia Wang? He was also a weak child to Chen Wenwen. Now, for the first time, the identities of the protector and the protected were reversed. In Nibelungen, Chen Wenwen actually had a reliance on someone who needed to be protected by herself.

As if conveying a belief, Chen Wenwen believed that Sima Xuxu and her companions could defeat the enemies who attacked them and catch up with them. She just needed to do her own thing during this time.

"." A murmured voice seemed to come from her arms.

Chen Wenwen suddenly stopped and lowered her head. But she couldn't see anything clearly because of the light, but she actually heard the boy in her arms talking, which made her hold her breath and move her ears closer.

Then, she heard clearly what the other party was saying. He said he was hungry.

Some were amused, but more sad. Chen Wenwen tightened Xia Wang in her arms and whispered to him that there would be food soon, and he should bear it for a while.

If her memory was correct, this corridor was connected to the scene of the quiz show, where there should be food stored, and if she was lucky, there might be medicine for bandaging. The previous medical kits were left with Sima Xuxu and Zhao Xusheng. Compared with the two of them, the two who were facing a great enemy might need those medicines more, so she was the only one who could rely on her to find new medicine for Xia Wang.

Chen Wenwen quickened her pace and rushed out of the last section of the corridor panting. When she was close, she heard applause, which made her feel relieved. It was obvious that she was not in the wrong place. That strange quiz show was probably still in full swing, right? I hope she can catch up and meet the food distribution during the intermission.

When she ran out of the corridor, everything in front of her suddenly became clear, but she did not take a step forward, but stopped dead in place.

The venue was still the familiar venue, with the stage, seats, and LED screens hanging high.

But everything in the venue made people feel trembling all over. Chen Wenwen wanted to cover her mouth and nose, but she couldn't do it because she was holding Xia Wang. The desire to vomit and scream had already rushed to her throat, but she swallowed it hard.

In front of her was a silent sea of ​​corpses and blood. There was a headless corpse sitting on each seat. The blood was all over the ground, flowing down the stairs, and gathered in front of the stage like an island in a lake of blood. The familiar Morgan Freeman on the stage was gone, and the only thing left was a petite corpse sitting on a V-shaped swivel chair, also without a head, and the fracture was as clean and smooth as if it was cut by a traditional French guillotine.

The applause was like a tide in the venue, as if welcoming Chen Wenwen's arrival. This weird scene made Chen Wenwen feel neither forward nor backward. In the end, she finally mustered up her courage, gritted her teeth and walked into the venue with Xia Wang in her arms.

She usually felt compassion for the dead rats on the street, and she shuttled between the seats in the venue trembling all over. Fortunately, the scene in horror movies where the headless corpses still chased the heroine did not happen. She passed by the corpses face to face, and they all sat steadily on the chairs, with their hands in front of them and kept clapping.

She couldn't understand how these people who obviously had no heads could move, as if they were not real people at all, but some kind of puppets. As long as the strings on their bodies were not broken, they could always do whatever the person behind the scenes wanted.

If there really was such a person behind the scenes, how twisted and terrible he would be!

Chen Wenwen never dared to think too much, but just carefully shuttled between the seats with Xia Wang in her arms, carefully not wanting to bump into anyone.

But when she moved to an empty seat, her movements suddenly paused, not only because the seat was empty, but more because there were many snacks piled up on the empty seat, as if someone had feasted here. The ground was full of garbage paper, and some unopened food was still on the seat.

It was at this time that Chen Wenwen heard Xia Wang in her arms whispering that he was hungry. She struggled for a moment, but finally suppressed her fear. She stopped in the applause-filled venue, squatted in front of the empty seat, carefully placed Xia Wang on the seat, and picked up the unopened food.

She selected a few easy-to-eat foods, tore open the packaging, took them out and tried to hand them to Xia Wang. This boy with a penetrating wound on his chest really had a good appetite. He would not refuse anything. As long as it was food, he would swallow it down when it was handed to his mouth, even saving the process of chewing. Chen Wenwen kept persuading him to go slower and slower, and patiently fed him water.

Soon, she found something wrong with Xia Wang. Not to mention how a seriously injured person could have such an appetite, and secondly, this appetite was too big! She fed Xia Wang food continuously. No matter how much he was fed, he would eat it all. After finishing the food on this seat, she went to another seat to find some scattered unfinished food, and fed it all to Xia Wang, which made the child a little more stable.

The funny thing is that after feeding Xia Wang, she felt her hunger - she didn't even put so much food into her mouth, and fed it all to Xia Wang.

After Xia Wang calmed down a little, she carefully lifted the clothes on Xia Wang's chest to check the injury. From the blood, she saw that the penetrating wound had stopped bleeding at some point, and the flesh and blood curled inward and rolled together to spontaneously block the wound!

"This..." Chen Wenwen was a little stunned for a moment, and her expression when she looked at Xia Wang was a little strange, but in the end she suppressed her thoughts, gritted her teeth to put on the boy's clothes, picked him up again, and walked through the aisle of the seats to leave the venue.

It seemed to be an illusion. When she left the exit, the applause behind her became louder and more enthusiastic, which made her feel a little scared. In fear, she didn't dare to look back and ran towards the direction of leaving this nightmare.

Her illusion was not an illusion. After she left, the headless bodies in the venue gradually straightened their bodies that were facing Chen Wenwen's exit. When Chen Wenwen's footsteps disappeared, the applause stopped abruptly, and countless bodies lost their restraints and fell backwards or rolled forward. The venue kept making gurgling sounds, and it returned to the appearance of a tragedy.

On the stage that looked like an island in the blood lake, a woman with bright dragon eyes walked out from behind the red curtain, walked to the side of the petite woman on the V-shaped chair, put her right hand on the chair behind her and turned it maliciously.

She looked up at the exit where Chen Wenwen left, sighed deeply, stepped lightly, jumped out of the stage, jumped over the blood lake, stepped over the long seats in a few steps, rushed to the exit and followed.