Chapter 54 Little Doll (26)
Chapter 54 Little Doll (26)
The little bat dodged quickly, but was still scratched by its fur, which flew everywhere, with several strands falling off here and there.
Song Jin was stunned. Before he and the little bat could react, Xiao Ai's eyes suddenly turned pitch black without a trace of white.
Those pitch-black eyes stared straight at the little bat, revealing an indescribable weirdness and horror.
Song Jin only felt as if there were countless cold little snakes crawling slowly on his back, and traces of chillness kept seeping out from his spine, making him shudder.
In an instant, "Xiao Ai" suddenly stretched out her hand, and saw several black silk threads burst out like lightning, flying straight towards the little bat.
These black threads shuttled rapidly in the air, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.
Song Jin was extremely anxious. She shouted loudly and directed the little bats to escape quickly.
However, even though the little bat flapped its wings with all its might, it was ultimately unable to escape the aggressive black silk.
In the blink of an eye, the black silk wrapped tightly around the little bat's body like a snake, and began to tighten mercilessly.
The poor little bat was strangled to the point of being almost unable to breathe. Tears seemed to be flashing in its big red eyes, and it made painful squeaking sounds from its mouth, which was heartbreaking to hear.
Song Jin bit her lower lip, feeling extremely distressed, and quickly put away the little bat. The black silk that had lost its target suddenly fell down limply, appearing somewhat at a loss.
At this time, "Xiao Ai" saw the little bat suddenly disappear, and couldn't help but tilt his head and look at the place where the little bat was just now with a puzzled look on his face.
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At the same time, Song Jin also opened his eyes and hurried to the system space to check the condition of the little bat. He saw it just now. The black silk was tied very tightly. The little bat must be injured.
Sure enough, the little bat in the system space had injured its wings and was now lying in its nest to repair it. When he saw Song Jin coming to see him, he looked at Song Jin with aggrieved eyes.
The boy pursed his lips, feeling a little distressed. He stretched out his index finger and tapped the little bat's head to comfort it.
I don't know what happened to Xiao Ai just now, why did she become like that? The boy paused and thought, maybe... that was not Xiao Ai at all.
When Song Jin thought of this, he suddenly understood something. He remembered Xiao Ai saying that sometimes she would get hurt for no apparent reason.
Therefore, she was most likely possessed! Therefore, the murderer of the hostess was not necessarily Xiao Ai, but the thing that possessed Xiao Ai.
The boy became more and more excited as he thought about it, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He still had some intelligence!
Just when he was feeling proud, the tightly closed door was slowly pushed open with a creaking sound without any warning.
Along with this slight noise, a figure appeared at the door like a ghost.
In an instant, all the light in the room seemed to be attracted by this figure, and that figure was Su Ao.
Su Ao walked into the room step by step with steady and powerful steps.
When his eyes met the boy's, the boy blinked his bright eyes a few times and looked at him obediently without asking any questions. He saw it all anyway.
After Su Ao came in, he stared at him intently, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time, which made Song Jin feel a little uneasy.
So, the boy looked at him with a puzzled look on his face and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Hearing the boy's question, Su Ao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly lowered his eyes.
Then he slowly stretched out a hand. The hand was white and slender, with distinct joints, like a fine work of art.
He carefully touched the boy with his fingertips, then gently but firmly picked him up and placed him gently in the palm of his broad and warm hand.
After completing these actions, Su Ao lowered his head slightly and responded in a low and magnetic voice: "Nothing."
After he finished speaking, Su Ao remained silent, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them and the quiet air around them.
He quietly carried the young man, walked step by step to the bed, and then sat down leisurely.
Song Jin suddenly felt that the other person was a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange, so she frowned slightly, and her beautiful eyes secretly glanced at him from time to time.
Perhaps realizing that the atmosphere between them was too quiet and oppressive, making people feel a little uncomfortable, Song Jin unconsciously pursed her lips and once again mustered up the courage to speak to break the silence: "What's going on outside?"
Su Ao heard this and lowered his gaze to the boy. Looking at the little ball in his palm, the man gently rubbed the boy's furry head and explained, "The dolls are getting restless."
Song Jin's ears trembled, and her delicate face pretended to be surprised and asked: "Ah? What do you mean?"
Su Ao just smiled and said nothing more. Instead, he asked, "Do you like this villa?"
Song Jin paused, pursed her pink lips, and said dryly, "It's okay."
"Then why don't you just stay here the whole time? With me."
Song Jin didn't answer. He blinked, looked at the man timidly, and asked softly, "In the story you told me last time, were Xiao Ai's family the second owners of the villa?"
Su Ao's eyes, as deep as a pool of water, were like a stone thrown into a calm lake. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes for a moment, but this surprise was fleeting, as if it only briefly broke the tranquility of the lake and then quickly returned to normal.
He nodded slightly and replied calmly: "Yes."
"But, Xiao Ai told me that many of the dolls were left behind by the previous owner of the villa, but didn't you say that the previous owner was killed?"
Song Jin looked at the man with puzzled eyes.
At this moment, the door that was originally closed was suddenly pushed open without warning, making a loud "bang".
Then, a voice as gentle as jade yet with a hint of chill suddenly rang out in the room: "That story was just to amuse you."
Song Jin's pupils shrank sharply and she looked towards the door in disbelief, only to see Su Ao taking steady and powerful steps, each step seeming to contain endless pressure.
His narrow eyes flashed with a cold light, like a wild wolf in the cold night, staring intently at the other Su Ao who was holding Song Jin.
The boy was stunned. He stared blankly at the door, then at the man above his head. His little head was filled with confusion.
"you..."
Song Jin's mouth was half open in shock, unable to utter a complete sentence.
The Su Ao at the door raised his lips slightly, a smile that seemed to be neither smile nor laughter. He asked the Su Ao who was holding the young man in a cold tone: "Are you looking for death?"