Nightmare's Call

Chapter 347

Whoa.

The peach shivered when the cold wind came from the door.

She suddenly felt wrong. The customer who was eating noodles just now shouldn't check out so soon.

There was no sound around. It was as quiet as a morgue.

Peach didn't know why she thought of the morgue, but she was cold all over, her vest was sweating, and she felt like she was really standing in the morgue.

She was holding hands more and more tight, more and more pain, pain her tears are about to flow out.

"Sister... Sister... I'm in pain... Would you please let go?" She held back the pain and spoke again.

The sitting black haired high school girl, still head down, face toward the table, motionless.

Just peach suddenly see, each other's pale corners of the mouth, suddenly evoke a strange arc.

She's laughing!

A cold current from the peach back straight up, into the back of the brain.

She opened her mouth wide and cold, trying to scream. But the throat seems to be blocked by something, and there is no sound at all.

She watched the hands of female high school students, slowly along her hands, moving up. Grab her wrist, forearm.

All of a sudden, a big brown bowl, like a basin, covers the forehead of female high school students.

Bang!!

Big bowl with a huge impact, the pressure of the table and even the ground a hard shock.

A ring of light yellow soup was water mist, fried from the edge of the bowl.

A strong hand pressed the bowl and pressed the girl high school students on the table, unable to move.

Peach gaped at the hand, then turned his head and saw a familiar face.

"It's... It's you!" She cried in a voice close to a scream. She knows each other and is one of the regular customers who often come to the store to eat noodles recently.

"Are you all right?" Lin Sheng was wearing a white short sleeve shirt and Tan casual pants, revealing his two strong woolen arms. He was also wearing a tan sunglasses. There seems to be a trace of barbarism in the gentleness.

"No... nothing..." peach voice down, it was found that his hand has been released.

It's just a black mark on the wrist on the back of the hand. It looks like bruise, but it's a little bit more dark red than bruise.

"When dealing with heresy, we don't need to talk about justice. As long as it is effective, we can use any style." Lin Sheng said, looking at the girl high school student who was pressed on the table by him.

He can't beat the monster in his dream, can't he beat the scum in reality?

It happened that he was upset and bowed. This guy hit him. How dare you do it where he usually eats noodles.

"But it's not a shadow soul. Even ordinary people can see it. And when you attack, you can spontaneously create an independent space to isolate others.

It's interesting that although it's not strong enough, it can lead to space isolation. "

Lin Sheng was interested.

"It's good to go back and do experiments to see if we can figure out the origin, and if we can't figure out how to make sacrifices."

He made up his mind to grab the head of the female high school student, drag it up, turn around and walk out of the shop.

Peach is cold all over. He doesn't dare to stay here. He can only keep up with Lin Sheng and grasp the corner of his coat.

They just stepped out of the shop.

Hum

The sound around seemed to spring out all of a sudden, like the earphone that had just been removed from the ear.

All the life around, all the vitality, all returned to normal in a moment, and poured into their ears.

I watched the people coming and going on the street, the traffic was busy, and there were remote-controlled airplanes overhead to spread leaflets. On the right, a man led two pudgy Shapi dogs for a walk.

Peaches suddenly have a feeling of being separated from others.

Lin Sheng raised his hand and saw that the girl high school student in his hand had turned into an old mobile phone with yellow screen and loose keys.

He looked back.

There are still two other noodle customers sitting in the noodle shop. The boss and the landlady are still busy, but there is something strange in the busy.

He injected the holy light into his eyes, and all the scenes in front of him were broken like illusions.

The customers and the owners of the noodle shop disappeared.

The whole noodle shop was empty and deserted, and there was no one.

There are still steaming noodles and bowls on the table, and there are boiling water pans in the kitchen.

But no one.

"This kind of situation..." Lin Sheng looked at the passers-by around, others didn't seem to notice the strangeness of the noodle shop here.

Some of them have their eyes swept over here, but they seem to ignore it unconsciously and go directly over the noodle shop.

One side of the peach has turned pale, trembling all over, hands covering his mouth.