Chapter 44 The Snake

But the lightning flashed away.

As the light faded away, the darkness outside the window returned.

Annan closed the window again this time without encountering any obstacles.

He took two steps forward again...

——There are really only two steps.

The three windows in front of him and behind him suddenly shattered at the same time!

There was only a thunderstorm that was closer than that, and it hit Annan's side directly - the thunderbolt directly hit the wall beside him!

If it wasn't blocked by that wall, I'm afraid "Bernardino" would have been directly beaten to death by lightning.

Annan even felt slight numbness in his palms and body... This is the proof that Luo Lei was right beside him.

"...Does this mean that Bernardino was almost killed by lightning?"

Annan murmured in surprise.

But then he thought again: "Ah, yes. That makes sense."

Bernardino is indeed the type who might be struck to death by lightning when walking on the street...

But Annan was not frightened by Lei, nor by the sudden burst of glass. He even gave a schadenfreude smile.

——I hope those who watched the nightmare outside in 3D are okay.

Annan thought with a smile.

He was about to continue walking, but suddenly realized something... As he walked forward, he turned his head and looked out the window.

When Annan was about to pass by the second window, another bolt of lightning struck from afar. This time, before he heard the thunder, he saw the electric light illuminate the courtyard again.

But this time, the headless scarecrow is not outside.

It just disappeared from the yard for no reason.

It seems that what Annan saw was just an illusion...

But at this moment, the surrounding light flickered twice.

corridors and living rooms,

They all suddenly lit up again.

Annan stepped on the broken window fragments and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind him.

——But he just walked through that corridor.

After entering the door until here... the only heavy object is the clock he just looked at. It is about the same height and width as today's Bernardino, and if it is blown down by the wind, it will indeed make such a muffled sound.

"No way……"

Annan murmured and looked back.

I saw that the clock was lying on the ground.

But beside the clock, there is also a headless scarecrow.

After the whole room became brighter, the crooked scarecrow standing in the doorway was the only place standing in the dark.

—it was even shaking slightly.

It was as if the clock had just been pushed down, and then immediately returned to the scarecrow posture.

On its "right arm", there is also a head suspended by a dark rope.

Annan recognized it at a glance from a distance, it was the head of Father Ludwig!

That expression seemed a little frightened and a little frightened.

The rope goes in through the left eye and out through the right eye. The head was like a pendulum just now, swinging rhythmically from side to side.

Suddenly, the head fell to the ground.

There was a crisp sound and it burst.

"...it's a plaster statue."

Annan murmured.

So realistic.

Could it be that Bernardino did it?

...probably so.

After all, it is not only a bit strange to make a statue for yourself, but it is also not so easy. When I look at my own face, it will always be a little distorted.

But if that was done by Bernardino himself...

Annan was a little surprised.

"...Old Bei's skills are pretty good."

At this time, he should have only learned sculpture from Father Ludwig for about a year or two. However, the plaster head he made even deceived Annan's eyes.

——Even if it was at a distance of nearly twenty meters, and the lights were dim.

But it is not easy to deceive Annan's eyes.

He was really thinking just now, why did "Father Ludwig" burp...

At this moment, Annan suddenly felt something was wrong.

As if I forgot something.

But for a while, he couldn't tell what was wrong...

Suddenly, he felt something moving his left trouser leg.

Annan looked down.

—It was a pitch-black snake!

The "black rope" wearing the head of the plaster statue is simply a live snake!

It's not a rope breaking and a plaster cast falling at all... but a snake falling from a scarecrow!

Without hesitation, Annan jumped up and stepped on the snake's tail with his right foot, while his left foot drew a semicircle in the air.

As if jumping and dancing, the snake that had entered half of the trouser leg was thrown out by Annan directly. And he directly stepped on the snake's spine out of place with the strength of the rotation.

But Annan clearly felt a pain in his ankle.

What kind of death language is this...

——It would be better to say that the snake still has a chance to bite me?

Is it because Bernardino Jr.'s physical attributes are too low? Or was the snake reacting too quickly?

Annan frowned, and immediately bent down to grab the snake's tail. Like waving a whip, it flicked twice in the air, and there was even a sound of breaking the air.

As the son of a fisherman, Bernardino's physical fitness is quite good.

I saw that the snake immediately softened down.

Annan immediately squatted down and began to examine his wounds.

The wound was not deep, it could even be said to be very shallow. Strictly speaking, it is not bitten by a snake, but scratched by teeth. It was like being cut by a dagger.

It should have been thrown out when it was about to bite someone. The teeth left a cut of about three centimeters on the inside of the calf.

——What kind of snake is this? Are your teeth so strong?

But Annan didn't know whether the snake had a poisonous snake or a non-venomous snake... If it was a poisonous snake, has the venom been injected into the wound of this degree?

Annan opened the health panel and saw that his health had dropped by 5%.

However, there was no numbness from his wound, and his health did not continue to drop.

...Probably not poisonous.

"Hope I'm okay."

Annan murmured.

But at this moment.

He suddenly noticed that the pure black snake whose spine was broken by him just now had swum under the sofa. Completely disappeared.

"Is this not dead?"

Annan couldn't help blurting out.

But he soon realized—since he was thrown and his bones were broken, he was still pretending to be dead. Then this snake is probably not a natural product.

If it's not a curse creature, it's a spell effect. Otherwise, it is a special product in this nightmare, it is the manifestation of some kind of emotion in Bernardino... In short, don't worry about it.

But the snake just stayed in the living room, and I don't know which sofa it swam under...

This made Annan have to be more vigilant when investigating here.

If one is distracted, one may be attacked by that snake.

"……Ok?"

Annan looked up.

Seeing the scarecrow at the door disappeared again.

Just a puddle of water on the ground and a broken plaster head to prove that it came.

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