Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Holding Sun Wenxi's neck tightly, Xia Jingsheng relaxed on his back.

Some things don't need to be asked.

There are all kinds of people in this world, but some people can always recognize you from the crowd at a glance.

You are unique to each other.

Sun Wenxi didn't believe in fate in the past, but now, he feels that maybe marriage is really destined in the dark.

When the two returned to the villa, they were shocked by the scene inside the house as soon as they opened the door.

Above the fireplace in the hall on the first floor hangs a human skin/mask/mask with bleeding eyes. It was only the size of a palm at first, and then grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mask roared at Sun Wenxi: "Why don't you want me? Don't you want Xia Jingsheng to take the initiative? I approached you on my own initiative, but you don't want it?"

Sun Wenxi looked at the ferocious mask with cold eyes, and said quietly: "Because you are not him."

"I'm not him? If it wasn't for that beast to pounce on me, I could stay in his body forever, and one day I will completely replace him!" Saying that, the human skin/mask/guide opened its mouth to Xia Jingsheng.

It has been completely glued to the wall, and one bubble after another emerges from the folds of the skin, suddenly swells and bursts suddenly, the mouth is wide open, like a huge black hole.

"I won't let you have this chance!" Sun Wenxi stood in front of Xia Jingsheng, looking at the human skin warily.

"It's up to you?!" The human skin sneered, and when it laughed, the leather surface kept shaking, making a very strange sound.

A big mouth slowly approached Sun Wenxi and Xia Jingsheng, followed by bloody smell and overwhelming darkness.

Seeing that the human skin was close at hand, Sun Wenxi suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist and shot at the blood-dripping eye socket of the human skin.

But the metal bullet seemed to have entered a black hole. Not only did it fail to injure the human skin at all, but it was swallowed entirely into the "eye socket".

Apparently, mundane weapons have no effect on that monster.

Xia Jingsheng settled down, and flung the whip from his waist, trying to take the opportunity to wrap around that human skin.

But the human skin looked thin, but it couldn't be tied or pierced.

When the whip hit it, it felt as if it had hit an iron wall, and there was a sound of a hard object colliding.

The snake-shaped whip returned to Xia Jingsheng's hands once again. It was a magic weapon that was invincible in the past, but this time it met a formidable opponent.

The snake head kept making "hissing" sounds, and it seemed particularly restless under the pressure of the human skin.

The situation was no longer optimistic, and what surprised Sun Xia even more was that the big mouth was still drooling, and the saliva dripped on the ground, and the wooden floor quickly turned black.

It is conceivable that if the saliva dripped on the body, the consequences would be disastrous.

Xia Jingsheng's mind was racing, trying to calm himself down.

He looked at the scarred human skin, took out a fire and thunder talisman from his sleeve, and activated the talisman at the right time.

There was only a loud noise, and the human skin was wrapped in fire, and it let out a heart-piercing howl.

With an idea, Sun Wenxi took out a bottle of champagne from the cabinet and poured it over the man's skin.

With the help of alcohol, the fire became more and more intense, and the human skin gradually became overwhelmed, stopping its endless expansion.

After a while, the bulging human skin finally softened and turned into a mass of ashes.

The human skin fell down, and Sun Wenxi gradually understood why this villa was called a "Human Skin House". Passers-by in the past saw the mask on the viewing platform, and it was probably this one.

After the mask turned into ashes, the instigator who hid behind finally revealed his real body.

It's just that his appearance really surprised Sun Wenxi.

The thing looked human in an old-fashioned shirt, but it had no features on its face, just a bloody hole.

Xia Jingsheng was very calm, he called out, "Piansheng."

The blood hole made a hoarse and ugly voice at Xia Jingsheng: "Xia Jingsheng, you won this bet."

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, burning wantonly on the thing.Its figure was engulfed in the sea of ​​flames, and finally disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, the whole villa took on a new look. The originally painted walls became clean and new, and the withered plants on the window sills also glowed with vitality.

Sun Wenxi calmed down a bit, and asked, "Jing Sheng, what did you bet with that thing?"

It took Xia Jingsheng a lot of energy to activate the Fire and Thunder Talisman. He leaned against Sun Wenxi's arms and said with a light smile, "I bet you can recognize me."

Looking at Xia Jingsheng's weak smile, Sun Wenxi was full of doubts.

Xia Jingsheng solved his doubts for him.

Lian Sheng is a famous actress in Qingcheng, so many people spend a lot of money just to hear him sing a song, poor students are all lukewarm.

Until one day, he met military officer He Qinghui.

He Qinghui is born with a good appearance, coupled with humor, he is the dream lover of many girls.

He fell in love with Liansheng at first sight, and pursued him in every possible way, never giving up.

As time went by, Lian Sheng also moved his heart.

He offered to redeem Liansheng's life and donated the villa to him.

At first everything was fine, He Qinghui was very kind to Liansheng, and didn't leave anyone besides Liansheng.

Liansheng didn't dare to expect anything extravagantly at first, but He Qinghui promised him that there would be no one else but him in this life.

Liansheng was greatly moved, and became more serious about this relationship.

But the good times don't last long, just when Liansheng was immersed in the happiness of a couple for a lifetime, a newspaper news broke this dream.

He Qinghui is engaged to a well-matched rich lady.

Seeing that He Qinghui went in and out of the villa every day like a normal person, but didn't say a word about the engagement, Liansheng finally broke out.

He Qinghui coaxed in a good voice, only saying that it was the arrangement of the family, and he had to follow it.

In the end, Liansheng accepted this explanation, watched He Qinghui marry another woman, and became an unscrupulous underground lover.

However, this was not the fatal blow.

After getting married, He Qinghui no longer had the same enthusiasm for Liansheng. He fell in love with other young boys, but Liansheng only vaguely heard that he was a waiter.

Liansheng questioned He Qinghui, but this time, He's attitude was very impatient.

He Qinghui, who became angry from embarrassment, hurled insults at Liansheng, from being picky about appearance to personality, saying that Liansheng was not good-looking enough, that Liansheng had a strong personality, would not be subdued, and was not as gentle and petty as others.

In the end, he even brought the waiter who accompanied the wine back to the villa.

Lian Ri is bored in the room every day, listening to their unscrupulous teasing.

One day, he came to the waiter's room and quietly looked at the sleeping person.

Seeing that so-called good-looking face with his own eyes, Lian Sheng imagined that if that face was his own, He Qinghui's attitude would have improved.

Once such an idea arises, Liansheng finds that he can really break into the waiter's body, and he can speak and do things in the waiter's face.

According to what He Qinghui said, he dressed himself up carefully and cultivated a tender personality.

He Qinghui really liked it, and was addicted to being in love with him all day long, but the fly in the ointment was that every time he reached the critical point, what He Qinghui yelled was the name of the waiter.

Finally, after another love affair, Lian Sheng showed his true colors while He Qinghui was sitting in front of the mirror.

But after using other people's faces for too long, he couldn't find his own face at all.

The waiter's face was peeled off, only a hole dripping with blood, which scared He Qinghui out of his ass.

At that moment, the hatred in Liansheng's heart reached its peak, but even so, he still couldn't bear to leave He Qinghui.

He killed He Qinghui.

At midnight, he gently caressed He Qinghui's body. He Qinghui, who was so stiff and cold, finally would never leave again.

Time has passed and the past has dissipated like clouds and smoke, only the obsession with pity is getting stronger day by day.

He has nothing left, only a face that he has taken away. He hates that face so much, and scratches it into scars, but he has to live with that face.

"That day when I was looking in the mirror in the bathroom, something suddenly broke into my body, so fast that I didn't have time to distinguish it." Until now, Xia Jingsheng can still remember the feeling of his body being occupied.

"Lian Sheng made a bet with me on whether you could recognize me. He thought he couldn't, but I thought you could. Facts have proved that I won." Xia Jingsheng pressed a kiss on Sun Wenxi's cheek.

As long as Sun Wenxi can recognize it, Liansheng's wishful thinking will be in vain, but if Sun Wenxi can't recognize it, Liansheng's power will become stronger and stronger. gradually dissipated.

After Xia Jingsheng finished speaking, the book placed in the bookcase suddenly fell to the ground, making a "click" sound.

Xia Jingsheng stepped forward, picked up the book, and turned the pages.

The pages of the book are already yellowed, and it can be seen that it has aged.

Among them, there is a black and white photo.

The photo was taken in the garden of the villa. A tall and handsome man in military uniform hugged a handsome boy in a long gown.

Xia Jingsheng was slightly startled, and turned the photo to the back.

A line of words was written on it: "Qinghui and I, photographed in the garden."

In an instant, Xia Jingsheng understood that the men in the photo were He Qinghui and Liansheng.

Lian Sheng's handsome face reveals a trace of shyness, his eyes are bright and clear, and he seems to be full of hope for life.

Xia Jingsheng was completely unable to connect Liansheng in the photo with that ugly human skin/mask/mask.

Just when he wanted to take another look, the photo suddenly ignited spontaneously.

Xia Jingsheng subconsciously let go, and the black and white photo was swallowed into the flames and turned into ashes.

Xia Jingsheng walked to the window, as if he had seen the yearning Liansheng that spring.

Now there are only fallen leaves and dead branches all over the place, and when the autumn wind blows, there will be nothing left.

Xia Jingsheng raised his hand and closed the window, unable to bear to look any further.

At this time, he realized that Sun Wenxi, who hadn't slept soundly last night, had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa, sleeping peacefully and reassuringly.

Xia Jingsheng fetched a blanket and gently covered him, but he grabbed his hand.

"Wenxi?" Xia Jingsheng thought he was awake.

Taking a closer look, Sun Wenxi was still soundly asleep.

Xia Jingsheng didn't move his hands, he just sat on the coffee table and focused on the sleeping person.

Fortunately, fortunately, you are by my side, Xia Jingsheng said in his heart.