allonlinenovel Chapter 270 Leaving Clara
Chapter 270 Leaving Clara
"Have we always lived here?"
Qiong scratched his head in confusion. For some reason, his memory seemed a little fuzzy.
"Yeah, we've been here since we were born, haven't we?"
Shibao nodded, then touched Qiong's forehead.
"Strange, I don't have a fever... Please wake up, Qiong, and don't make me worry, okay?"
"elder sister?"
Qiong was stunned again when he heard this.
"I am your elder sister, Clara is your younger sister... Today... No, nothing, go back and have a good rest."
Shibao looked surprised and hesitated to speak.
"What should I do? Sister Qiong seems to be... getting more and more strange recently?"
On the way home, Clara asked Shibao.
Because Qiong actually asked if the three of them had always lived here.
"Maybe you're too tired. Just take a rest for a while."
Shibao comforted Clara and glanced at Qiong who was looking around with confusion behind him.
Looking at these narrow alleys less than two meters wide, there is a door every two meters, and there is a house number at the door.
After walking along the towering wall for a while, the feeling here was that there was a huge circular high wall in the middle, and the surrounding alleys extended outward in a straight and orderly manner.
It seems that this city is like this, with only countless alleys. Because the aisles are too narrow, except for the circular passage outside the alley where there is a little sunlight, the entire alley looks a little dark.
Clara skillfully climbed the stairs in the alley to the second floor and found room 204.
The room is not big, just a simple living room, a short corridor and two rooms on each side of the corridor.
Just like the alley outside, this room is so narrow that it makes people feel depressed.
Have I really been living here all my life?
Qiong was puzzled, but vaguely, he seemed to feel that his memory had returned. He did live here, and for a long time.
"Qiong, this is your room, take a good rest."
Shibao opened the door.
A desk and a bed were placed side by side, and that alone filled two-thirds of the room.
Qiong nodded, sat silently on the bed and watched Shibao close the door.
I looked at the window at the head of the bed. It was very small, not much bigger than my head.
On the other side of the window was the house across the alley, with the same windows and the same small room.
The distance between the windows was so great that Qiong even doubted that if he could flip out, he would be able to reach the window opposite directly.
Outside the door, Clara seemed to be discussing something with Shibao.
He stood by the narrow door and put his ear against it.
"Sister... Mr. Stanley next door who was a little crazy a few days ago seems to be in a stable mood recently, but when he sees Clara, he smiles at her, and that smile is very stiff. Has he already..."
"Don't think too much, Clara, try to stay at home and don't go out."
"Well, Clara knows. Didn't we go to look for Sister Qiong today because she suddenly ran out? Do you think Sister Qiong would also..."
"Okay, let's not discuss this anymore. Curfew is almost here, you should get some rest, Clara."
There were light footsteps, followed by the sound of two doors opening and closing, and then silence.
"Did something happen to me? Otherwise, why do I always feel that my memory is so fuzzy..."
Qiong covered his forehead and thought.
"Mr. Stanley next door... Is he the same as me? Maybe asking him will give us some clues."
Qiong tiptoed to open the door, and then opened the main door.
As soon as I opened the door, a figure stood at the door.
Qiong looked closely and saw that it was the Silver Mane Iron Guard.
"Close the door, now is not the time for you to go out."
The Silvermane Iron Guard's tone was emotionless, and Qiong had no doubt that if he did not obey him, the Silvermane Iron Guard would use force against him in the next second.
Qiong had no choice but to close the door and return to her room.
Lying on the bed, Qiong closed her eyes in annoyance.
In a daze, Qiong seemed to feel that someone was looking at her.
"You have to wake up."
“You don’t belong here”
“It will replace you.”
Qiong slowly opened her eyes and saw a small figure standing on the bed, looking at her.
Her figure exuded a faint fluorescence, and her entire body was monotonous in color, like... a ghost.
But Qiong felt that this ghost made her feel familiar at this moment.
"What do you mean?"
Qiong sat up and asked the ghost.
“Escape from here.”
"How to escape?"
"Take your friends and run away, or... you will be burned to ashes."
"What does this mean? Can you be more specific? What should I do?"
Qiong was a little impatient. The vague memory and the depressing environment here made her feel extremely irritated.
"Don't... be deceived..."
The ghost's voice gradually faded and then disappeared.
Qiong frowned as he looked at the place where the ghost disappeared.
Standing up, Qiong looked out the window as usual.
I saw a person in the window opposite, staring at this side.
With an unsettling smile on his face, Qiong could feel that this person was looking at him.
Feeling a chill down his spine, Qiong opened the door and walked out quickly.
"Know the treasure! Clara!"
Qiong knocked hard on their door.
"Qiong, it's late, what are you doing?"
Shibao opened the door first, frowned and looked at Qiong and asked.
"We have to get out of here."
"Leave? Why? It's curfew now. You can't go out."
Shibao asked in confusion.
"Sister Qiong, do you have any reason to go out?"
Clara's door also opened and Clara walked out.
Qiong was speechless for a moment and couldn't answer himself.
However, the depressing environment that he felt all the time and the inexplicable words that the ghost said made him more determined to leave this place.
"I don't know, just follow me!"
Qiong grabbed Shibao and Clara's wrists and walked towards the door.
"Qiong! You're crazy! Let go!"
Shibao struggled to break free from Qiong's hand and shouted at Qiong.
"We have to get out! We have to!"
Qiong said to Shibao with a sullen face.
"Sister Qiong... don't do this... Clara is scared..."
Clara was also frightened by this scene, her eyes instantly became moist and tears welled up in them.
"What on earth do you want to do!? You've even scared Clara!"
Shibao pulled Clara into his arms, squatted down, held her in his arms, and questioned Qiong.
"I..."
Qiong was at a loss as to what to do when looking at the scene before her.
The next second, Qiong seemed to have made up his mind and opened the door.
Outside the door, the Silver Mane Guards were still standing there.
"Close the door, now is not the time for you to go out."
The cold voice was the same as before.
"Don't even think about it!"
Qiong tried to rush out directly, but the Silver Mane Iron Guard turned his body and blocked Qiong at the door.
Qiong gritted his teeth and punched the Silver Mane Iron Guard in the face.
However, an iron hand grabbed Qiong's wrist in an instant.
Qiong felt as if his wrist was clamped by an iron clamp and he couldn't move it. A constant pain came.
"If you violate the curfew rules, you will be executed."
A spear appeared in the Silvermane Guard's other hand and was raised high, with the tip pointing at Qiong.
"!!!"
Qiong was shocked and tried desperately to struggle and dodge, but he was grabbed by the iron hand and could not break free no matter how hard he tried.
"Stop it!"
Shibao, who was standing by, saw this scene and shouted loudly, then he didn't care about Clara and rushed towards Qiong desperately.
bang——
Qiong only felt a pain on his back, and was hit hard against the wall by Shibao.
puff-
The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh.
The lance pierced through Shibao's chest and back, and then stuck hard into the ground.
"Um...where is this..."
Shibao's eyes widened, and as his body was pierced, his consciousness instantly became clear.
But it was too late now.
puff-
As the lance was pulled out, Shibao's body trembled slightly, and then he fell to the ground weakly.
"Sister Shi!"
Clara screamed in disbelief, then rushed to Shibao's side, shaking his body with tears streaming down her face.
"Sister Shi, wake up! Don't die!"
Qiong was also confused when she saw this scene. How could this happen?
But before Qiong could react, the Silver Mane Iron Guard continued to walk towards Qiong and grabbed Qiong's collar.
"asshole!"
Qiong's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he tried to dodge the Silver Mane Iron Guard's hand and fight back.
However, he found that he could not dodge that hand no matter what. He could only watch his collar being grabbed by the Silver Mane Iron Guard, and then he was suddenly lifted up.
bang——
bang-
Qiong only felt that he was smashed hard against the only table in the room, and the table was smashed to pieces.
"Pfft..."
The huge pain from the collision of his back with the table, and the pain from the pressure from the Silver Mane Iron Guard's big hands grabbing him and pressing him on the table, made Qiong groan in pain.
A cold light flashed, and the Silver Mane Iron Guard raised his lance again with his right hand and pointed it at Qiong.
"Sister Qiong...don't...don't do this!"
Clara stood up and rushed towards the Silver Mane Guard.
Clara hugged the Silver Mane Iron Guard's arm tightly, slightly shifted the Silver Mane Iron Guard's hand, and the lance pierced into the floor along Qiong's cheek, leaving a bloody mark.
The Silvermane Guard drew his lance and turned it towards Clara's back.
"Clara!"
Qiong struggled to get up, but the hand on his chest seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and all his efforts were in vain.
Clara seemed to feel the cold light behind her, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Someone... help me... Mr. Smith..."
Speaking with a trembling voice, Clara was suddenly stunned. Who did she want to call?
This is the name that I can't help but blurt out...why did I forget it?
But...no matter who it is...no one can help me...
A cold wind blew from behind, making her back chill. Clara closed her eyes tightly and bit her lips.
"Leave...Clara!"
bang——
There was a loud bang, and Clara felt her hands go empty.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the Silver Mane Iron Guard was now nailed to the wall by a golden spear.
Clara turned her head and looked behind her, and couldn't help covering her mouth which was open in surprise.
Shibao was seen half-leaning up with his body, his hand still in the throwing motion, his already bright red eyes now emitting a dangerous light due to anger.