Chapter 22

In good conscience.

Time is so tight, it can't be all blamed on Shi Ji.

Wu Xian could clearly feel that the daytime had become shorter than before.

With the extension of their survival time, the difficulty of the Fudi has also been increasing. I am afraid that it will not be long before they encounter the predicament of having to fight hard with malevolent entities.

"Eat something? Replenish your strength." Shi Ji handed Wu Xian a piece of air-dried large intestine.

Wu Xian rolled his eyes.

I don't know if it's nervousness or real heat, Wu Xian and Shi Ji began to feel tired.

Wu Xian's brain was running wildly, and soon his eyes were fixed on one thing.

This damn Shi Ji really had dog shit luck. In order to keep him from holding back tonight, Wu Xian gave him the only chance to worship the god today, and he really worshipped a good thing.

The copper coin sword was inserted at his waist, but Wu Xian didn't feel hot at all, which shows that the copper coin sword cannot solve the current crisis.

"There must be, look, think!"

Wu Xian suddenly started to have a runny nose, like the yellow snot of a severe cold, making him dizzy. He used one tissue after another. Perhaps because of the runny nose, he felt that his breathing was not so smooth, as if dirty mucus was stuck in his lungs...

Wu Xian felt that he was infected by Shi Ji, otherwise why would he be as frequent in defecation as him? People have three urgencies, which is hard to endure, so the two had to take turns fighting for the right to use the toilet.

The abnormality of his body forced Wu Xian to go crazy.

Wu Xian slapped himself hard. He realized that now is not the time to review the reasons. Getting out of the crisis situation quickly is the most important thing, otherwise it won't be long, maybe the next moment, he will be addicted again.

"Ah, ah, I can't stand it!"

Time passed bit by bit.

This kind of waiting is very exhausting.

"Rather than living like this, I'd rather die."

The hands of the clock moved slowly, and the night without the Internet was very difficult.

His whole body hair stood up instantly, as if an electric current passed through his whole body, his heart felt like it was grabbed by a cold hand, and cold sweat fell down.

But the most painful thing was the lower back, the copper coin sword burned Wu Xian's skin.

Bad breath.

I saw that Shi Ji's toothbrush was already half bald, and his mouth was full of blood foam and broken bristles. His gums were completely brushed, and some tooth roots were exposed. Every time he poked in, he would poke out a bunch of flesh and blood debris.

"No, no, take care of your life first!"

That knife is the breakthrough point, the only way to survive!

Wu Xian used all his strength to rush towards the "Child Urine Yasuna". His movements were extremely sluggish, as if he had broken through several invisible things like spider webs, but he finally touched it before his consciousness disappeared!

The moment he touched the katana.

Hit!

He and Shi Ji were hit without knowing it!

There is no need to worry about danger. This snot is the priority item to deal with.

Wu Xian felt a sharp pain. His whole body felt like it was falling apart. His skin, mouth, nasal cavity, abdominal cavity, and lungs all felt burning pain.

With this precious sword, even Shi Ji can exert good combat power.

"How is it, is it brushed clean?"

Child Urine Yasuna!

Wu Xian still remembers that after dark, Shi Ji was holding a long sword at first, but in order to drink water, he temporarily put the sword aside and never picked it up again.

"What, what can break the situation?"

His mouth emitted a stench. It was clearly brushed a few hours ago, but now it was as smelly as a rotten egg that had been placed in a warm and humid environment for forty-nine days.

Shi Ji patted Wu Xian enthusiastically: "What a coincidence, you are also brushing your teeth. Look at my toothbrush, is it clean? Why do I always feel that my teeth are yellow?"

However, even so, he lifted his lips and showed Wu Xian a mouth full of scarlet.

Need to brush teeth.

While thinking, Wu Xian felt that his nose was unbearable, as if a large group of snot was about to come out. He wished he could poke the copper coin sword into his nostrils to exchange for smooth breathing.

Wu Xian pulled out the copper coin sword and looked around.

They kept sweating, and the sweat made their skin look oily and dirty as if they hadn't washed for days. The two had to drink a lot of water to replenish moisture and often wiped their bodies to keep clean.

This is not over yet.

Wu Xian was suddenly stunned, and then almost vomited.

He might brush himself to death, or he might peel off his skin to keep his skin from sweating!

Shi Ji can no longer be counted on.

Wu Xian scolded, turned his head impatiently, and his pupils expanded suddenly.

But when did this start, and what malevolent entity is confusing him?

Is it a dream?

Is it an illusion?

The two simply tidied up and sat on the ground back to back. Because the daytime became shorter, they didn't feel sleepy at all at this time. Coupled with the fact that tonight is indeed critical, they planned to survive this night hard.

It was also very quiet outside. Somehow, there was no movement outside tonight. Yu Yinghua didn't come to knock on the door, and those little child malevolent entities didn't come to raid at night.

"Tell me quickly, if it's not clean, I still have to brush my teeth!"

Just after sighing.

It had tried its best to warn Wu Xian, but Wu Xian's senses were blocked, and he didn't even notice this piercing pain.

"Stinking to death!"

Wu Xian rushed into the bathroom, found his toothbrush, squeezed half a tube of toothpaste, and brushed his teeth over and over again. He didn't stop until the bristles of the toothbrush were curled. The fragile skin of his mouth was broken, and blood stained the foam in his mouth.

Suddenly, Wu Xian's brushing action was too big, and his arm touched Shi Ji.

So much so that he ignored that there was still danger tonight. He must wash away the filth and be a clean person.

"Don't get in the way of my brushing!"

Gurgle, gurgle.

The god he worshipped was named "Water Official Guangde Dragon King". After worshipping the god, he obtained a katana. The name of this katana is "Child Urine Yasuna"!

Originally a foreign treasure blade capable of killing great demons, it was later lost in the urinal of the elementary school boys' toilet due to various reasons, and its nature underwent a wonderful transformation after being soaked in child urine day and night.

His mouth became like that without waking up, which means that pain is ineffective against the current abnormality, so there is no need to waste time on self-harm.

Waves of body abnormalities made Wu Xian extremely irritable. He was still young, why did he suddenly become like an old man?

Shi Ji's eerie appearance made Wu Xian's brain twitch.

Not long after, their stomachs also rebelled.

Wu Xian was horrified.

I saw that in Room 402, it was covered with reddish-brown filth, like a hell of flesh and blood.

The floor, walls, and ceiling were covered with yellow-white skin. Huge mouths and noses grew messily on them, constantly squirming and opening and closing. All the furniture was spliced with internal organs that looked like human lungs. Large and small intestines of different thicknesses hung around like spider webs, and the air was filled with a suffocating stench...

(End of chapter)