Chapter 573 Misunderstanding and Intuition (Thanks to Yangersun for Being the Leader Again

When less than one-tenth of the burial sanctuary was retrieved, a crack leading to darkness appeared on Huai Shi's chest again. His whole body returned to its former 'hollow' state.

The inside of the body is filled with darkness.

And just under the thin quilt, his right hand opened, and a dark feather emerged silently.

From the cage of dreams in the distance, a gift on an iron crystal pedestal came.

This is the limit of what the Bone Burial Saint can convey under the current blockade of many seals - an elemental feather weighing less than 0.1 grams.

At Huai Shi's fingertips, the feather that was as erratic as mist and had no real sense was covered with a layer of light, which looked so crystal clear.

That is not the metamorphosis of the source of Huaishi, but the alchemy from the iron crystal seat.

The poison of the rotten dream in the Cage of Dreams was extracted, processed again using the science of origin and conjuration, woven into a small seed, and implanted into the feathers of the Crow of Shadows.

A 'bubble seed' woven by the technical chief himself.

In order to ensure smooth transmission to the Bone Burial Sanctuary, the nature of the feathers cannot be changed, or even the feathers cannot be removed during this period, so the complex techniques of living alchemy can only be used, taking into account both durability and ease of use.

Huai Shi was amazed by his profound attainments in seismology and conjuration.

Now, a light feather appeared in the cage without any warning.

It turned into a weight enough to tip the scales and reverse the situation!

Huai Shi smiled and clenched her fingers.

The gray-black feather disintegrated at the fingertips, turning into wisps of thin mist, and quietly dissipated in the air.

In the silence, Huaishi raised her eyes slightly, listening to the patrolling footsteps of guards in the distance, distinguishing the distance and characteristics.

"Excuse me, can you turn on the air conditioner?"

When the guard walked outside the door, Huai Shi suddenly made a voice.

He raised his hand and tugged on his collar, smiling at the familiar guard: "It's a bit stuffy and hard to breathe, don't you think so?"

About half an hour later, the guard who took over his shift walked out of the elevator and hurriedly walked upstairs. But it was blocked by the checkpoint.

"Hey, don't forget to swipe your card." The outer guard raised his eyes from the Sudoku game room, looked at the anxious guard, and reminded: "You don't look good."

"Sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable."

The guard who was blocked behind the checkpoint smiled stiffly.

His face did not look good, it was a little red from holding back, but the background was very pale, and he looked like he had lost too much blood. The air conditioner was obviously turned on very low, but sweat could still be seen faintly on the forehead.

The action of swiping the card is very stiff.

After passing the verification in a hurry, the man left in a hurry.

The outer watcher glanced at him in confusion, not knowing what was going on. But he glanced back at the surveillance below, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked about the situation. After finding that everything was as usual, he no longer cared.

Continue to indulge in the Sudoku game.

The guard who walked out of the checkpoint walked stiffly and quickly through multiple gates and verifications, straight up, and quickly squeezed into another elevator that was not closed.

Not even paying attention to the concerned looks from other people in the elevator, he lowered his head and pressed the button for the second floor above ground.

The elevator slowly closed.

It was about to rise, but then quickly stagnated.

The elevator door opens again.

There was anger in the guard's hurried expression, but when he saw the person walking in, he quickly lowered his head.

A girl with blonde hair and blue eyes walked in.

Lizzie Hertmock.

After nodding to her colleagues, she pressed the button on the underground floor and turned around to greet the guard: "It's quite early to get off work today, Joe."

It seemed that he was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was calling himself.

The guard nodded and forced a smile.

There was a faint trace of sweat on the back of his neck.

It feels... a little strange.

The elevator door slowly closed, rose rapidly, and opened again.

Liz walked out of it and met the assistant waiting there in the corridor. The two talked for a few words and then walked forward, but Liz's steps suddenly stalled.

Something's wrong!

"What's wrong?" the assistant asked.

Liz didn't speak, but an unpleasant suspicion emerged in her heart, and her expression gradually became ugly.

In the elevator, the distance was close enough for her to hear Qiao's heartbeat... it was abnormally fast, which was linked to his delayed reaction and subconscious tightening of his body.

And the vague gaze cast towards her back from the elevator.

For a moment, she wondered if she was allergic.

But when she thought about Qiao's position and the dangerous prisoner in the prison, she had an increasingly bad feeling.

"wrong."

She murmured softly, turned around suddenly, and ran wildly behind her.

The assistant couldn't even catch up: "Where are you going?"

"Stop it from getting worse!"

Liz ran forward, and at the same time ordered everyone in the internal communication to start urgently searching for traces of Joe, and she rushed straight to the prison part of the fourth underground floor.

Thinking of what might happen, her expression became darker.

Even ignoring the astonished looks of others, he pulled out the stone-toothed sword and ran in the corridor with the speed of an ascendant!

I hope it's not too late...

In less than a minute, she had already broken into the deepest prison underground, and the stone-toothed sword in her hand glowed with blazing light. But when the elevator door slowly opened, the tragic scene as expected was not seen.

Everything is business as usual.

There were only six idle guards chatting with coffee cups. When they saw her coming in, they looked stunned and quickly put down their cups and stood at attention.

"Where's Joe?" Liz asked, "Where?"

"He just left."

"What about Huai Shi?" Liz's eyes widened and she saw the guard pointing in the direction of the cage.

There, there was a low and kind conversation.

"...So, sometimes you are overly irritable and want to use violence because you feel that someone is invading your safe zone. Your rough behavior is actually a kind of over-protection of yourself. Insecurities that are overly magnified.”

That very kind and calm voice said: "Including this conflict between you and the Ivy's sublimator, the misunderstanding was amplified, which led to this kind of thing happening.

You need to look at yourself from time to time, Bona. Indulging in violence will not change your situation, it will only make you drink more. "

There was a helpless voice sniffing, as if choking: "I know, Mr. Huaishi, but sometimes I can't control myself. I don't know what to do."

"Remember what I told you?"

The kind voice sighed: "You can no longer indulge in the stimulation of superficial and irresponsible sex, alcohol and drugs. Bona, you need a regular and normal life, one that can calm you down." Give up your hobbies, will those classical music books help you after reading them?"

"Yes, yes."

Next door to Huai Shi, the extremely burly Nightmare Eye, who was covered in muscles and tattoos, wiped his tears and cried like a child: "I dreamed of my brother last night... He was not dead at that time, and I also Nothing like now...

I don’t know how long it’s been since I dreamed about him. I remember we talked a lot. After I woke up, I felt a lot calmer. "

"Very good, Bona, you are changing, aren't you?" In the cell, Huai Shi smiled, extremely pleased: "You are getting better step by step."

Upon noticing Liz's approach, the conversation between the two was temporarily suspended.

Then, Huaishi saw Liz with a gloomy expression and the stone-toothed sword in her hand, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "Miss Liz, are you finally unable to hold back and want to hack me to death?"

"Stop talking nonsense, Huaishi." Liz stared at Huaishi indifferently: "What on earth are you doing?"

"what you mean?"

Huai Shi spread her hands in confusion: "I'm already in prison, what can I do?"

"Who do you think you can fool with such an illusion!"

Liz's expression showed murderous intent, and she suddenly opened the cell door, reaching out to break the shadow left by Huai Shi. But the moment the tentacle was touched, his expression suddenly froze.

Huai Shi had already flown upside down, was smashed against the wall, and slowly landed on the ground.

He vomited blood profusely.

Qi is like a gossamer.

This is not an illusion.

it is true?

Liz was in disbelief.

At the same time, outside the door, Ivy's sublime person hurriedly came and reported in her ear in a low voice: "We caught Joe. He is in the infirmary and did not resist much. It has been verified that it is not someone else pretending to be conscious." There are no traces of hypnosis or any instructions given.”

In short, everything works.

Liz froze on the spot.

In the silence, Huai Shi lay on the ground, raised his neck with difficulty, and looked at her.

As if he had guessed something, his expression became extremely weird.

"Hey, Miss Liz..."

He suppressed a smile and asked curiously: "You don't think that I'm pretending to be Qiao, do you?"

Liz's sullen expression said it all.

Ignoring him, he turned around and asked, "Why did Joe go to the infirmary in such a hurry?"

"Prescribe medicine."

The answer was Huai Shi.

He propped himself up and leaned against the wall, his expression becoming contemptuous: "Miss Liz, Joe was diagnosed with the early stages of claustrophobia five days ago.

Because of this illness, he filed a transfer report and will be transferred to the above-ground area tomorrow. Today is his last day of work here... Why don't you know your colleagues as well as I do? Or do you think even this has something to do with me? "

Claustrophobia.

Liz was stunned for a long time, but found that if this was the reason, then everything became very reasonable, and she was just overly exaggerated.

But looking at the man in front of her, she always felt that something was wrong.

Even though it didn't make any sense, she felt that it must have something to do with the person in front of her.

"What are you staring at?"

Huai Shi pouted: "Can I still make him claustrophobic? How long have I been here? I'm so awesome, why don't I just talk about you all being schizophrenic? Or just treat me as a savior and treat me like a savior. How about paying homage? At the very least, it can eliminate some people’s unwarranted prejudice against me.”

"search."

In a brief silence, Liz gave the order.

Decide to follow your gut.

I woke up, I started working, I want two updates.