The Heartless Mage Chapter 221: Breaking Ground (1)

Li Guangming crept through the yard and through the large glass door on the first floor, which was half open and half closed. The fountain in the lobby on the first floor had already been cut off from water and electricity. He was afraid that the elevator would make a noise, so he wanted to bypass the fountain and walk upstairs by taking the main stairs in front of him. Bending slightly and tiptoeing, he walked silently to the entrance of the stairs. Just as he was about to step on the first step with one foot, he suddenly heard the sound of water flowing behind him.

He stopped, turning around and thinking, "Could it be that the water pipe of the fountain is leaking?"

There is no light on the first floor, and there is a demigod on the third floor. Maybe there should be light, but the brightness is limited, and it is determined that it will not be able to illuminate the downstairs. Li Guangming stretched his neck and squinted at the light of the moonlight and starlight road outside the glass door. He didn't see anything at first, but then he felt the smell of the air changed, and the smell of blood gradually thickened.

"What's the matter?" He beat a drum in his heart: "Could it be that I caught up with the murder case? Could it be Brother Fei who killed the master? Damn, Brother Fei is mentally ill, murder is not illegal, and the master died in vain !”

Just when I was thinking about it, the bottom of the lotus-shaped fountain suddenly made a "coo dong" bubbling. Immediately, a bunch of water pipes that act as stamens in the lotus began to gush out liquid. The liquid flowed heavily and smoothly, not like water. Li Guangming turned around courageously and stepped forward to take a closer look. However, before he could get close, he suddenly stopped, feeling that he had understood.

The fountain is spewing blood!

Li Guangming stood on the spot and took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and swallowed the heart that was about to come out. Unbuttoning the uniform collar and pulling it, he revealed the satanic tattoo on the back of his neck, and then he put his hands together and whispered to the fountain: "Immortals, no matter what you are, in short, you are busy with yours, I am busy with mine, Let's go up the road and go half way. I won't delay your troubles, and you won't delay me stealing. Okay? To tell the truth, brother, I was thirteen years old, and I was a thirteen year old. My cooperation is only good and not bad. Think about it for yourself, I will go first."

When the voice fell, he bit his head and turned back. Even though his legs were stiff, he still insisted on going upstairs. The building is haunted, it is said that it is not a matter of a day or two. If he doesn't start today, if he comes back tomorrow, there will be no good results. It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and it's safe to come!

Raising his hand and grabbing the handrail of the stairs, he couldn't walk, and wanted to use his strength to pull himself up. The handrails of the stairs are made of wood and are smooth to the touch. Holding the armrest and folding his fingers, his arm just moved, but his fingers slipped. The armrest moved meanderingly in his hand, and he turned his head to look, so frightened that his eyes almost popped out of his sockets - I don't know when, the armrest was actually covered with snakes!

He abruptly withdrew his hand, and at the same time found a large pale face vaguely raised among the countless drooping and wriggling snake tails. His face was as broad as a basin, and his facial features could not be seen clearly for a while. He opened his mouth to Li Guangming, and his big face revealed a set of serrated fangs, all of which were blue, medium and purple, with sticky saliva hanging between the teeth.

Li Guangming shouted and ran away in a panic. Because there was a blood fountain downstairs, he simply rushed up without looking back. The floor under his feet turned into a rough and dirty rough dirt road, and he cried and cried all the way up, running and running, suddenly his feet slipped. His head hit the ground with a "bang", and his eyes were sore that gold stars appeared, as if his brain had been shaken into broken tofu brains. He got up in a daze, he blinked his eyes, and was stunned again—the dirt road was gone, the lights were there, and looking at the sign on the white wall, he found that he had gone to the third floor. He stood up with his hands on the wall and looked down again, and his face suddenly became bitter - no wonder he slipped, and it turned out that he stepped on **** with one foot!

He can't think of anyone who can **** in the hallway. Master Bai is personable, and there is no possibility of being convenient in the corridor; Wuxin should not be, because he can fool Shi Gaofei into circles, his IQ should not be so low as to urinate everywhere; only Shi Gaofei is the most suspicious. There is no handyman in the building now, and if there is a big or small matter, the security guard is responsible for it, such as handling a pile of shit.

Li Guangming rubbed the soles of his shoes desperately, not daring to go upstairs or downstairs. After thinking about it, he decided to temporarily stop the action and find a human to accompany him until dawn. He knew the number of the room where Bai Daqian and the others were staying, and while trying to walk forward, he thought about it: "Who should I look for? Logically, I should look for Brother Fei, but now it's mostly midnight, Wan Wan As soon as he and the liar are exchanging chrysanthemums, should I watch it or not? If you don't watch it, it will be unnatural, and it will be too embarrassing to watch. Although I look wild, my heart is still very pure."

Thinking about this, Li Guangming decided to go to Bai Daqian's room to hide for the night. Bai Daqian has an extraordinary bearing and a gentle and elegant style, and he will be able to take him in with great kindness.

Step by step, he walked to Bai Daqian's guest room. He wanted to knock on the door, but a gust of wind suddenly passed from the back of his neck, which made him hurriedly raise his hand and push the door. With a push, he found that the door was not locked, just closed it in a false way.

Stepping into the aisle with one foot, in order to appear polite, he deliberately called softly, "Master Bai, are you asleep? Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm the security guard downstairs."

There is no chandelier in the room, only a small light is on in the bathroom. Several coat hooks were nailed to the aisle wall, and a splendid cloth pocket hung from one of the hooks. Li Guangming raised his hand and pinched the corner of his pocket, feeling that the contents inside seemed to be books, not rich. Taking a few steps forward, he found that the big bed was in a mess, and there was no one, and he couldn't help but have another evil idea in his heart. I thought to myself that if the master eats well and dresses well, he will never be poor. Quietly turned around and walked to the cabinet next to the TV, he wanted to make a small fortune on the master.

Just now, his fingers grasped the door handle of the standing cabinet. Before Li Guangming exerted any force, his ears heard a door slam outside the corridor. He was startled, he meant to let go, but his hands were faster than his heart, and he opened the cabinet door one step ahead. Facing the inside of the cabinet, he gasped, and saw a half-rotted human head on the first shelf of the cabinet.

The head is disheveled, and the eyes seem to be closed. Roughly put on makeup. Retracting the hand that opened the door to his mouth, Li Guangming bit his fingers and turned to flee. At the same time, Bai Daqian fumbled into the aisle from the outside, just about to raise his hand to pick his cloth pocket. The two sides came to a head-to-head contact, and before Li Guangming could speak, Bai Daqian howled first: "Ow!"

Then he turned around and rushed out the door with a cloth pocket in his hand, shouting in a different tone: "Someone! Help! Some ghost is going to shoot me with a brick!"

As soon as the door next door opened, he unintentionally stretched out his head to stop him: "Where is the ghost?"

Bai Daqian turned to one side and "stabbed" into the unintentional room. Li Guangming followed closely, biting his finger in his mouth, speechless. Wuxin looked at him inexplicably, and then asked, "Have you taken the brick?"

Li Guangming shook his head frantically.

Bai Daqian listened to Wuxin's calm tone, and couldn't help but turn around and walked back to the door. After looking at Li Guangming for a long time, he suddenly realized: "Oh... I saw it wrong. His face is square, I still think it's a brick!"

Li Guangming was eager to ask for help, so he was very conscious. At the door, he took off the leather shoes that he had stepped on. He squeezed into the room with bare feet, crying while squeezing: "Brother Fei, it's incredible, there is a head in Master Bai's cabinet!"

Bai Daqian passed through a storm ahead of time, so he was much calmer than Li Guangming: "I know, I saw it once last night."

Li Guangming asked Bai Daqian: "Master, what should we do now?"

Bai Daqian let out a long sigh: "Oh...I want to go home."

In order to prevent falling into the illusion again, the four people sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other in four directions. Scooby was facing the TV - the blood on the wall appeared and disappeared for no reason, he couldn't explain it, and he didn't bother to think about it.

Next to him is Wuxin, who touches his chin thoughtfully and doesn't know how to help others without revealing his secrets.