Shh, don't wake them up

Fang Yimin woke up in his own bed. Last night he only saw a white shadow, and then he lost consciousness. He sat up and felt dizzy. After washing, he dressed and went downstairs. Xuanzheng was eating his breakfast, and when he saw him, he raised his spoon to say hello, and immediately buried himself in eating hard.

He sat down and felt uncomfortable all over. After barely eating a few mouthfuls, he asked, "What happened after last night?"

Miao Xuan swallowed the porridge in his mouth, without raising his head: "You better not know."

"Why?"

Miao Xuan finally raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Fang was very unrestrained last night. He wore high heels and a low-cut skirt to dance a striptease. Tsk tsk, it's really amazing."

Fang Yimin choked when he heard the words, a blush quickly spread on his face, and he seemed to speak with great difficulty: "Really?"

"Hahaha, believe me if you lie, it's nothing serious, I've already taken care of it."

Fang Yimin breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Miao Xuan didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more, but repeatedly told him to be careful, if something happened to Miao Xuan, he would blame himself very much.

His eyes were very sincere, and Miao Xuan felt inexplicably cared about while watching him. He smiled, remembered something, and said in a low voice, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Please."

Miao Xuan pointed in one direction with a spoon and said, "What is the iron gate there for?"

After listening to his question, Fang Yimin pursed his lips and remained silent. Miao Xuan waited patiently, but he heard his voice obscure and authentic: "To be honest, that iron gate is really helpless."

Miao Xuan: "Is it related to Uncle Xie and Mama Wu?"

Fang Yimin was surprised by his keen observation, nodded and said: "Not bad."

Miao Xuan raised his eyebrows, full of interest, interesting, interesting, he tapped the table and said, "Don't lock the door tonight."

He went to check the iron door again in the morning, and the lock turned out to be a high-tech product with automatic timing, and the door was not sealed, and there was a vent on it, but it was very dark inside and he couldn't see anything, but he had sharp eyes Suddenly found that there were scratches on the iron bars of the vent, as if they were scratched by sharp objects, and some places were even bent. Thinking of Xie Bo and Wu Ma who never appeared at night, he had a guess .

After wandering around the villa for a day, it was time for lunch again. Mama Wu served the food with a smile. Miao Xuan spoke to her, "Mama Wu, your cooking skills are really good. It's so delicious that I don't even want to go home."

Wu Ma covered her mouth and laughed, "Your mouth is so sweet, eat more if it tastes good."

"Okay, I'll walk around if I can't finish eating."

Miao Xuan slickly said something, making Xie Bo, who was opening the red wine, laugh. He looked at them, the two of them moved naturally and looked agile, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with them, but he would know in the evening.

As soon as the clock struck seven o'clock, night fell.

Miao Xuan walked out of the room and walked around, but found nothing unusual, so he went back to the room, turned on the computer and started to sort out the manuscript.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the temperature in the room was slowly rising. Before he knew it, he was already sweating profusely, and the keyboard was still stained with water. He wondered, is Qiuhuo so powerful now?

He got up and turned on the air conditioner. The air conditioner started humming, but the air was blowing out hot air. He pressed the remote control, but it was still hot air. The air conditioner was broken?

Miao Xuan was so hot that he couldn't stand it, so he went to the bathroom, intending to take a cold shower. He took off all his clothes, stood next to the nozzle, and raised his hand to turn on the cold water switch.

Immediately afterwards, there was a horrific howl in the bathroom, and Miao Xuan jumped away with a groan, and the hot water gushing out of the nozzle almost scalded his skin, and he looked at his upturned body in the mirror Buttocks, buttocks were hot red a large piece, burning pain.

The temperature was still rising, and even the floor tiles under his feet were scalding. Miao Xuan sensed that something was wrong, changed into a pair of loose flowered underpants, and walked out of the room.

I met Fang Yimin at the same position again, and he joked, "It's a destined person."

Fang Yiming was not annoyed when he was molested, and politely invited him to go with him. He was probably too hot, but not as unrestrained as Miao Xuan. He only stretched out his hand to tug on his tie, revealing a delicate collarbone, exuding an abstinent air. Temptation, Miao Xuan glanced over, and his Adam's apple twitched.

The temperature was ridiculously high, and even the wooden floor was deformed, curled up from the ground, and there was no flat place under the feet.

The room was shrouded in a strange red light, the wallpaper peeled off piece by piece, revealing mottled walls, the air began to distort, and waves of heat rushed towards the face.

Miao Xuan felt like a piece of meat that had been locked in a microwave oven. His hair became even more curly and gave off a faint smell of burnt. He jumped three steps to the first floor. When it melted, all kinds of colors became a mess, and the ink overflowed from the framed picture, leaving grotesque marks on the wall, which looked very strange.

He took a step, his ears moved, and a voice came from the kitchen.

Signaling Fang Yimin not to make a sound, they walked lightly outside the kitchen. The kitchen door was closed, but the voice inside was clearly audible.

It was a sound of chewing things, occasionally mixed with the crisp sound of crushing cartilage. Miao Xuan took a look at Fang Yimin, and carefully pushed the door open a small crack.

The scene in the crack of the door was indescribable. The refrigerator door was wide open, and the contents inside deteriorated rapidly due to the heat. Yellow liquid flowed out from the rotten meat, and a puddle accumulated around the refrigerator. Maggots came out of the refrigerator. Rolled out and wriggled on the ground.

And Xie Bo and Wu Ma squatted on the ground, each holding a piece of rotten meat and eating, their faces full of satisfaction, as if they were holding some peerless delicacy.

Miao Xuan watched them eat the maggots together, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth to the floor, he felt his stomach churn, and was thinking about what to do next, when the door creaked and opened by itself.

Miao Xuan: What the hell? ! ! !

The two "people" who were eating the meat immediately raised their heads, facing Miao Xuan's astonished face, they howled dissatisfied and stood up from the ground.

Miao Xuan grabbed Fang Yimin, and said in a low voice, "Run!"

The two walked to the gate, but the door seemed to be locked from the outside, and it couldn't be opened at all. Fang Yimin wiped his sweat and said, "If you can't open it, you can get out sometimes, but you can't do without it." nearby."

Miao Xuan gave up, turned around and looked behind, it was so hot, he even felt that everything around him was melting, Xie Bo and Wu Ma had already chased them out, Xie Bo held a huge gardener's shears in his hand, and Wu Ma's hand There was a silver light flashing on it, which was a sharp bone-eviscerating knife.

Their faces were ferocious, their mouths were wide open, and the gaps between their teeth were full of flesh and blood. Miao Xuan had no doubt that if they were caught, they would die on the spot.

He glanced at Fang Yiming, it seemed that he knew their status, but now was not the time to ask him, because if they didn't run away, they would be snapped off as weeds.

Miao Xuan kicked Fang Yimin's leg, kicked him sideways, narrowly dodged Xie Bo's scissors, took his hand, and scolded him as he ran, "Who are you? Don't die?"

Fang Yimin knew he was wrong, so he didn't punish him for kicking his own foot. Seeing that Xie Bo took the scissors in front of his eyes, he turned his head to look, and saw that there was no blood on them, so he raised his head and roared angrily. The knife rushed towards them.

Miao Xuan took a step back and was about to strike, but was stopped by Fang Yimin. He shook his head and almost begged, "Don't hurt them first."

Miao Xuan rolled his eyes in his heart, what time is it, is he the Holy Father Jacksu?But he is the patron, and whoever has the money is right, so it is the best policy to go.

He dragged the oil bottle and sidestepped to avoid it. At this moment, the room was full of burnt smell. He saw that the grand piano was bent and deformed, like a piece of dark chocolate that was about to melt.

This is not going to work, even if they are not stabbed to death, it is enough to roast them into mummies. He bit the tip of his tongue and tasted a fishy sweetness in his mouth, and then the coolness spread from the tip of his tongue, and his skin gradually became less hot.

He put his finger on the tip of his tongue, and the other party said, "show you a treasure."

Fang Yimin turned his face: "What?"

Miao Xuan's eyes were quick, and when he opened his mouth, he put his finger on the tip of his tongue.

Fang Yiming: "!!!" He opened his mouth slightly, his whole body was sluggish, and the sluggishness was mixed with bewilderment.

And Miao Xuan withdrew his hand calmly, and brushed his lower lip maliciously, saying: "Is it not so hot anymore?"

"...Mmm." Fang Yimin nodded in a daze, and the roots of his ears began to turn red.

Miao Xuan seemed to have no expression on his face, but in fact his heart was full of joy, the blood just now could have hit Fang Yiming's eyebrows, but he just couldn't help but want to tease him, want to tear his politeness.

They had already reached the stairs, and the paint on the stairs had melted. I don't know what kind of high-grade paint they used. Although it didn't stick to their feet, it was slippery.

So a funny scene appeared on the stairs. The two of them slipped three steps ahead, and the two chasing behind slipped three steps. They slid and climbed to the stairs on the second floor, planning to find a place to hide first. But at this moment, Fang Yiming suddenly let out a muffled snort, covered the back of his head and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Miao Xuan also felt a heavy blow on the back of his head, and he was struck by dizziness. He tried his best to support himself and wanted to see what was attacking them, but his ankle suddenly tightened, and then he was hit hard, and he was dragged by an invisible thing. He slid down the stairs and hit his head hard on the stairs when he landed.

Miao Xuan was so stunned that he couldn't recover for a while, and watched Xie Bo and Wu Ma surrounded him with strange smiles.

He was like a salted fish powerless to resist, dragged by one of them into the kitchen with one leg.

Wu Ma tied him to the chair, touched his face with a sinister smile, saliva flowed out of her mouth continuously, and she spoke with a thick saliva, she said grimly: "It's so tender, it's a pity that it's a little thinner. "

After speaking, he walked to the refrigerator, took out the rotten meat, put it on the chopping board and chopped it finely. While cutting, he picked up the maggots that rolled out and sent them into the mouth. Juice, while Xie Bo was concentrating on taking out a bag of foie gras and squeezing the juice. The juicer was full of dark red liquid.

They were very strong and tied Miao Xuan very tightly. When they were not paying attention, he grabbed the rope vigorously, but the rope loosened a little, and he saw them walking towards him with the things in their hands.

Are those ghost things for him to eat?

Sure enough, after Wu Ma approached, a weird smile appeared on her face, she put the plate in front of him, and said, "Eat quickly, you will grow fat when you are full."

Miao Xuan looked into their eyes, and he was a top-grade steak in their eyes.He looked at the plate, resisted the desire to vomit, and said disgustedly: "Bah, is this something for people to eat? It looks terrible."

Hearing the word unpalatable, Wu Ma's expression immediately twisted. She threw the plate and stabbed him with a knife.

This is what Miao Xuan was waiting for. He calculated the bearing and angle, and quickly turned around with the chair. The knife in Wu Ma's hand just cut the rope. He jumped up, kicked her away, and raised the chair to block Xie Bo. The life-threatening scissors, he held his breath and ran out the door, the back of his head suddenly felt a sharp pain, the sound of glass shattering rang in his ears, he did not notice where the glass bottle came from.

He was dragged back again.

Miao Xuan was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, warm blood flowed from his forehead, he felt top-heavy, Wu Ma took a new rope and planned to tie his legs together.

Naturally, Miao Xuan refused to allow her to do so, and struggled to stand up. Not to be outdone, Wu Ma pulled up the rope, one of his legs was tied, and he followed her strength to lift his leg and kick towards her.

Wu Ma retreated, the rope was stretched straight, Miao Xuan was pulled by one leg, and with the help of her body, she spun around and kicked her in the face.

The kick hit him, but the next thing that greeted him was Xie Bo's open scissors, facing his equally open legs...

What the hell!

At the very moment, a black shadow flashed by, and Xie Bo's body flew out, and then he dragged the bodies of the two back into the iron gate, and the lock ticked, indicating that the door was locked.

Miao Xuan covered his frightened heart, the black figure turned around, and when he saw his face, his eyebrows frowned.

Is that Fang Yimin?

Miao Xuan repeatedly confirmed that the clothes Fang Yimin was wearing just now, but the face was a little different.

"How are you?"

It was Fang Yiming's voice, but the tone of his speech was completely different. Seeing that Miao Xuan was silent, he walked over with a frown, took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket, and wiped the blood on his face carefully.

"Fang Yimin?"

"Hmm." He responded lightly.

Miao Xuan took a few glances at him, and finally found the source of the problem, he wasn't wearing glasses!

Without glasses, he seemed to have untied some kind of seal, and his aura became stronger. Miao Xuan found that he had a pair of extremely aggressive red phoenix eyes, but the sharpness was usually concealed by the thick lenses, but was instead attracted by that kind of eyes. It was replaced by a warm temperament.

After the blood on his face was wiped off, Miao Xuan shamelessly passed on his hand. There was a bloodstain on his wrist from a sharp knife.

Fang Yimin glanced at him and wrapped the wound with a handkerchief.

Miao Xuan took an inch and said, "I'm counting it as a work-related injury, should you consider adding some money?"

Fang Yimin curled up one corner of his mouth, squeezed his hand gently on his wound, and said with a half-smile: "I remember that someone didn't let the door be locked, and I did it myself, so I'm ashamed to open my mouth?"

Wow, this man's wings are really hard. Seeing his smile, Miao Xuan was a little distracted for a moment. Sure enough, beauty can be lethal.

The temperature dropped slowly, the scene just now disappeared, and the room returned to normal.

He followed Fang Yiming upstairs, saw him picking up the glasses on the ground, turned around and went back upstairs without calling him.

Miao Xuan said angrily, "It's too much. It's fine if you don't get reimbursed for work-related injuries, and you don't even give me some medicine. Are you going to hurt me to death?" Although he didn't feel the pain.

Back in the room, the phone rang, and a text message came in, the patron: There is a medicine box under the cabinet in the study.

He treated the wound resentfully, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and before going to sleep, he always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something.

The author has something to say:

I went to climb the mountain today, and now I am both Buddhist and Taoist, which is referred to as both Buddhism and Taoism.