Chapter 2 Was It Xiaoxi

When Antony was feeling nervous, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind,

"Your brain tells you to open the curtain in front of you and check the strangeness under the showerhead."

"What? Under the showerhead? Check? So the thing can be seen now? No, it should be said that my eyes can see it now."

He carefully stretched out his hand and gently pulled open the curtain in front of him, reaching for the direction of the showerhead in his memory and looking forward.

He didn't know if it was because his eyesight had increased.

In the dark bathroom, Antony could vaguely see what was going on in it, but he was not that clear.

Under the showerhead, a dark red human figure appeared.

In the eyes of Antony.

It was not tall and wore a sailor uniform skirt. Some parts of the white uniform skirt were dark in color, and its hair was about to reach its waist. There was a pool of dark red liquid congealed under its feet, which was like bloodstains. The stench just now seemed to be mostly from this liquid.

Suddenly, the figure with its back to Antony seemed to notice his gaze and slowly turned around to him.

As the figure turned around, Antony also saw its whole face.

It looked like an ordinary high school girl on the front, and on the whole, it looked a little delicate.

However, its eyes were down, but from the top, its eyes were completely black without any trace of whiteness.

Moreover, there was a cut wound on its neck, and there seemed to be a stitched vertical line in the middle of it.

Looking at this creepy figure, thanks to the adjustment of his brain to his physiological and mental state, at this time, there was no fluctuation in Antony's mood, but he strangely felt that this figure gave him a familiar feeling.

As it turned around, the coldness in the bathroom reached its peak.

Antony got goosebumps all over his body.

More importantly, it was walking towards Antony.

And it was getting closer and closer.

Antony realized that he had to do something, or he might die here!

"In the face of a strong crisis, your brain thought activity and grasped a sense of familiarity. You leafed through the memories and made a comparison of them, and got shocking news. It looked very similar to your playmate Zhao Xiaoxi in your memory."

"Your brain tells you that maybe you can try to move it."

"???"

After knowing the conclusion in his mind, Antony was surprised. But when it came to the last minute, he could only say:

"Xiaoxi?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The figure suddenly stopped and looked up at Antony with its dark eyes.

Caught off guard, Antony looked at it.

With just a glance, he quickly looked away.

At the moment when his eyes met it, the words in Antony's mind jumped crazily.

"Warning! Warning! Don't look straight at it! Don't look straight at it!"

"Because your eyes meet with it, the strong stimulation caused it to operate under a burden, and the hazard awareness is suspended."

At this moment, Antony's heart was like a grassland, trampled by ten thousand horses.

Antony complained in his heart.

"Really? It's such a big deal since I came here. Is the new quest going to work or not?"

Fortunately, it didn't do anything else except look up at him.

Antony couldn't help but guess in his heart.

Was it Xiaoxi?

'Forget it. I'm going to die anyway. Let's go all out!'!

"Your brain agrees with what you are thinking now. If you don't succeed, then be a hero. It supports your current behavior and likes you."

Antony was speechless.

It seemed that he had to rely on himself in the end, ready to use his words to move it.

"Your mouth feels that it has a place to use. It awakened "Rhetoric" ability. The success rate of deception and the trust rate is rising."

Antony said tentatively:

"Xiaoxi, is that you?"

"Xiaoxi, do you remember me? I'm Antony. We have known each other since childhood. We are in the same primary school."

"We caught fish together after school. Don't you remember?"

As Antony continued, the cold air around him slowly dissipated, and the blood-stained liquid also stopped flowing.

It seemed that it was Xiaoxi indeed.

"Well, well, An... Antony."

It pointed at itself and motioned for Antony to come over.

At this time, when Antony looked into its eyes, the terrifying feeling had disappeared.

When Antony approached Zhao Xiaoxi, he found that there was no disgusting smell on its body. Instead, it smelled a faint and strange smell of soil. It was not very heavy, but the wound on its neck was shocking. He couldn't help but ask:

"Xiaoxi, what happened?"

It didn't reply.

It stretched out its left hand, pointed at the red rope tied to its left hand with its right hand, and then pointed at its hair.

Antony was stunned.

"Do you want me to bind up your hair?"

It nodded.

So Antony untied the red rope from its cold hand and went behind it to help it tie its hair.