Escape from the Sly Door [Unlimited Stream]

It was a happy event one day earlier, but another funeral came today, and now the cries and terrified whispers of nearby villagers can be heard all day long, mixed with a few curses on the murderer, silently watching the man.

"today?"

It’s not even evening yet, and everyone from every household has returned. After all these things happened, everyone worked in a moodless manner. The man held the iron catalpa and said, “I’ll take you to a place farther away to wash.”

Don’t believe me when I say it, I haven’t bathed in silence for so long, it doesn’t mean I didn’t wash it, I wipe it at home or wash it with the door closed, now the body is soaked in well water, don’t say if it’s a ghost , Even with the face of the woman he had seen earlier and last night, he was silent and didn't want to use another drop of water from the well.

After finalizing the decision, the man packed his clothes and went out to the mountain with silence.

There is a small stream among the mountains in the village, but at this time the stream is still very cold unless it boils. The man walked towards the farther mountain, silently feeling that the other party knew the place.

After a while, the field of vision became wider, and there was such a large land in the surrounding forest... Hidden among the grass, there was still a curl of mist...

Hot springs, there are hot springs here... Shen Mo's eyes widened.

The young man's expression was obviously pleased with someone, and he spread out the cloth bag he was carrying, and laid out the folded clothes inside.

"Let's wash."

That being said, Mo Mo looked at someone nearby when he was half undressed.

The black eyes looked straight at him, making his hand to take off his pants stiff and unable to continue.

"Don't look at me like that."

The man looked at the back of the young man who turned around, his eyes slid from the slender neck to the smooth butterfly bone, and then to the straight spine, the narrow waist that can't be grasped...

Mo Mo felt that his back was about to burn...

Then I...

Before the man could open his mouth, Mo Mo had already prepared his mind, fearing that everyone would be a man, and to be honest, it's not like he hasn't seen the coffin face before, I have everything he has.

"Then I..."

Pants have been taken off.

Seen from the man's sight, the young man's slender body is as flexible as bamboo, with a bent waist...with white fingers taking off the blue trousers...the exposed lower body is smooth...

Silently took off his breath and walked into the water...

The toes could barely touch the hot spring water, the back moved, and a strong force rushed from behind, and the two of them, both with water, jumped directly into the hot spring pool.

"Coffin face... um..."

The next words were submerged between the lips and teeth, submerged in the pool water...

The water mist curls up... The afterglow of the setting sun reflects on the young man's face, as if sprinkled with a layer of rouge.

The dense grass made a "da da da" sound, but the man who was forgetting his feelings didn't hear it.

Until someone let out a low cry.

When the man turned his head with gloomy eyes, he could only hear the sound of hurried footsteps fading away.

When the two returned, the village had become very strange. What was strange was the usual atmosphere and the way other people looked at them...

Back in the house, the old woman was sitting at the door of the kitchen, half-peeled garlic was still at her feet, her dry and peeled hands were shaking all the time...

Seeing the two people coming in, he rushed into the kitchen, took a knife and rushed towards the young man.

"I'll hack you to death, you vixen rabbit master, I'll let you seduce my big tiger, and I'll let you be a demon here..."

The man clasped the old woman's wrist with one hand, and said in an unhappy tone, "Mom."

"I don't have a son like you!" the woman yelled, the knife in her hand dangling due to lack of force: "I don't have a son who is so distressed like you..."

The man took the young man behind him with one hand: "I love him."

"How dare you say that you want to piss mom off, cough, cough, cough..." The knife in the woman's hand fell to the ground with a clang, but she was so angry that she coughed.

"No wonder, no wonder you are so kind to this kid..." Now the previous scenes flashed before the woman's eyes. The son who only knew about work suddenly became so attentive. At first, he thought it was because of the picked man Brother... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... "Ahem..."

The woman sat on the threshold out of breath while coughing, her old eyes resentfully looked up at the young man behind Dug.

The man frowned: "This matter has nothing to do with Xiao Mo."

His sharp tongue had faded over the years, but it was enough for the old woman.

The old woman sat dryly on the ground, shaking her head with a bitter expression on her face: "It's all wrong...it's all wrong..."

The man took Silence's hand, carefully pulled him into the kitchen, let him stand beside him, and started cooking.

Closing the door is a night of peace, Mo Mo doesn't care what the village is pointing at him, because he knows in his heart that this is not his world, it's just a coffin face...

Silence looked at the man silently sweeping the floor and making the bed...

Late at night, the man wrapped the young man in his arms, rubbing and rubbing for fear of losing him.

"……do not leave me."

…………

The gossip turned into a landmine bomb the next morning, and this morning the silence was awakened by shouts outside the house.

"Hand over the body."

"The murderer, get out."

"Get out of here, dead monster..."

The man stood at the door with a dark face, facing the door panel, and he could feel the other party's anger just by keeping his back silent.

"What's going on outside?" Shen Mo sat on the bed and frowned.

The man turned his head, his eyes restored calm.

"fine."

It's nothing to do with your grandma. If you are silent, you can tell that there is something wrong with your toes. This matter is still aimed at him.

"Another person died?"

nod.

"A woman again?"

nod.

"Another head left?"

Nod again.

Fu E: "Who died this time?"

The man's ears are as keen as ever.

"Xiao Cui."

Xiaocui, Feiqin, Xiaofeng... Shen Mo understood.

The man's eyes flickered a little, as if he was dodging guiltily...

If there is anything in common among the dead people, it is that they all like the man in front of them, and they are all women who gave flowers to him on the night of Qiqiao Festival!

Now there is another news that he is having an affair with a man...

It's really... simple!

The corner of the mouth twitched, and the index finger pointed to himself: "So you think the murderer is me?"

Men's eyes are more subtle.

Silence no longer wants to express anything to this pot.Anyway, Sly Hand will sooner or later become the target of all the ghosts shouting and killing. Although I didn't expect this scene at first, I felt that it finally came, such a feeling.

"Stay in your room and don't come out."

The man gave a few words of advice, then opened the door and walked out in a blink of an eye.

Silence didn't even have time to stop the wooden door from closing again.

"not him."

A man's unique voice sounded outside the door.

"If it's not him, who else?"

"That is, who else besides him..."

"Don't cover up the murderer... Where is Xiaocui's body..."

"Let him come out..."

……

Shen Mo listened carefully but didn't hear what Coffin Face said, the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away mixed with the shouts of the villagers.

When there is no sound, silence is thinking.

Who is the murderer?

Or is it all just about him?The scene where the ghosts wanted to kill him?

Anything can happen in the strange world, Shen Mo knows that he will not die and things will continue to happen.

Sure enough, another person died that night.

This time, the villagers did not intend to let him go.

He didn't even leave the room with his coffin face this morning.

Because the door of their room was blocked, the crying and cursing of the old woman came from outside the door.

"Ms. Ge, it's not that we are cruel, but your son is protecting that monster..."

"Yes, Mrs. Ge, get out of the way..."

"No, no, my son is innocent, you can't do this to him..." The old woman's sharp voice came from outside the door.

"Get out of the way, if you don't get out of the way, we won't be polite to you..."

"Go away..."

Frowning silently, the man's face has become very ugly.

When Shen Mo walked to the door, he realized that their windows and door were covered with something like iron plates.

"Snapped"

what sound?

A silent heartbeat.

It sounds like a heavy object hitting a wooden fish...

"Sunshine, you..."

"Who is to blame, who let this dead old woman stop me..."

The ominous premonition in Shen Mo's heart became more and more serious.

Turning his head slowly... The eyes of the man beside him were as dark as ink... The next second, the man raised his right foot...

There was a loud bang, accompanied by the rapid collapse of the heavy object in front of the door. In the smoke and dust, there was a man's gloomy ghostly face.

"Monster ah ah ah..."

I don't know who shouted, the face of the old village chief flashed past the crowd, the torch drew an irregular arc in the air, and fell into the surrounding haystack...

Only then did Shen Mo see that the house was covered with hay and dry straw...

Most of the houses here are bungalows, the roof and the outside are made of wood, and the fire spread quickly. Silence stood by the door. When the wood was lit, the man took the young man into his arms. In the firelight, Silence saw The blood smeared on the ground in the distance... The old woman lay on the ground with her neck crooked, not knowing whether she was alive or dead...

The man kicked the door panel back on, and ran quickly from the front of the house to the back of the house with the young man in his arms. There was a small window at the back of the house, and the man stretched out his hand and punched the upper window.

First, he let go of his hands, climbed up to the window with both hands and swept out, then quickly turned around and hugged the young man on the side.

"aunt……"

The man clasped his arms.

"already dead."

There wasn't much sadness in the man's eyes, and he was relieved after thinking about it silently. The old woman couldn't die like this.

But right now, these "villagers" really wanted him to die.

The two of them escaped from the window for a while before they were discovered by the villagers outside. Some were holding hoes, some were holding shovels, and some were chasing them frantically with iron catalpas.

Shen Mo was hugged and dragged forward by the man.

Villagers with knives and tools ran out of the houses passing by from time to time. For a while, the originally peaceful villagers hunted and killed the two of them like terrifying yakshas.

They must escape from this village...

Mo Mo has too many doubts in his heart, but the most important thing right now is to escape...

There were thousands if not tens of thousands of people in the village. When so many people chased them out, the scene was still a bit scary.

Just as the two walked around the last room, the shouts behind them also approached.

A stern look flashed in the man's eyes, but he refused to relax while holding the young man's hand...

Even he understands how terrible it is to let young people be left alone at this time, but if he doesn't do it, those people can't stop them at all.

"Here, they are here."

A familiar voice appeared from the room accompanied by a familiar face.

Da Zhu, wearing a white shirt, turned around the house before he could say hello to the two of them, waving his arms and leading everyone in the opposite direction with righteous indignation.

The two gasped and stood on the ground looking at each other, then they clenched their hands and walked up the mountain.

It was still morning, and the villagers still had a lot of time to search for the two of them. The two of them walked up the hillside, and then they went deep into the mountain.

Mo Mo walked with a deep foot and a shallow foot: "What should we do next?"

If it is a human being, Mo Mo still has the mood to find the real murderer and recommends innocence, but this is a strange world, and these are all non-human beings. Let alone that he could not have killed these ghosts in the first place, even if the murderer is caught, so what, these ghosts will sooner or later to kill him.

"Let's leave the village."

The man lowered his head and said what he had always wanted to say.

"leave here?"

He raised his eyebrows silently.

"Have you ever been to the outside world?"

The silence on this question is really purely out of curiosity, because all the strange worlds he has experienced so far have been divided into a field, which is why many people do not think that the strange world is a real world. All the sly worlds entered by Sly Hands have a range, or the depths of the snow-capped mountains, the doubters are in the villa area, or in the ocean... Never say that there are other places in this land.

Just like the road outside the villa at that time, the end of stepping out was death.Now the coffin face said it?

Is this strange world a complete world?

Are there other Sly Hands in other places?

Or is there still a lot of room at the border of this strange world?

If there are ghosts everywhere, where can they escape to?