Shh, don't wake them up

In the morning, Miao Xuan woke up in Fang Yiming's room and was soaking in the bathroom at the moment.

He lay paralyzed in the bathtub, once again lamenting the benefits of being rich, the bathtub was big enough to swim in, and it was not a problem for two people to lie in it.

He moved his sore legs, and Fang Yimin, who was lying on the opposite side, opened his eyes and said, "Don't move."

Miao Xuan raised his eyebrows, thumped vigorously like a salted fish turned over, and said without a beating: "Just move, why?"

"Move again—it's morning..."

Seeing him close his eyes again, Miao Xuan looked very tired, thinking that he begged and begged last night, but this person was indifferent, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and decided to take the opportunity to find some ground, finally gritted his teeth, and crawled out of the bathtub stand up.

When Fang Yimin opened his eyes again, he found that his hands and feet were tied to both sides of the bathtub, and Miao Xuan sat on his waist, looking at him proudly.

He moved, and it was really tight.

Miao Xuan's eyebrows danced brightly, he held his chin with one hand, and smiled wickedly: "Now I'm Daozu and you are fish, how about it?"

Fang Yiming raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully: "I can play."

Miao Xuan snatched a handful from somewhere, successfully saw him frowning, and he rubbed maliciously again, all the muscles in Fang Yimin's body tensed up, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He suppressed and said, "Don't play dead."

Miao Xuan just likes to rule the sky and the earth. Now that he has the opportunity, he can't wait to make it to the sky. He poked his hand down and made a gesture of attacking.

Fang Yimin's eyes were red, and he threatened: "Don't regret it!"

Miao Xuan: "I'm leaving tomorrow, how can I manage so much?"

Under Fang Yiming's murderous eyes, he finally stopped his movements without any hope.

It's just that he didn't make Fang Yiming feel better. After he left the bathroom, he heard Fang Yimin's distraught voice: "You better not let me catch you tonight!"

Today is the last day, and Miao Xuan didn't ask Fang Yiming about what happened last night. He walked around the villa a few times, and walked around the villa a few times. There are too many secrets in this villa, and there are too many different harmonious place.

He had seen the Feng Shui here when he came here, and it should have been the best according to common sense, but it also implied an inexplicable danger, weird and contradictory.

He has been to most places in the villa, including those closed rooms on the second floor.

Now, Miao Xuan was walking slowly in front of the row of rooms on the second floor, heading towards a certain room. He counted his steps and stopped in front of a door—this position was the room where the photo appeared.

The door was locked, and instead of looking for Fang Yimin to get the key again, he inserted a thin wire into the lock, and within half a minute, the door opened.

The room is not big, with simple furniture placed by the walls, and a thin layer of dust has accumulated, which is no different from what he saw when he came a few times before.

This room is backlit, which gives people a gloomy feeling. Miao Xuan's fingers danced on the furniture, leaving a row of round fingerprints. He took some time to walk around the corner, his leather shoes hitting the wooden floor, Make a rattling sound.

After a while, his steps stopped.

Miao Xuan squatted down and tapped on the wooden floor. After confirming the position, he lifted a piece of floor with a blank expression.

He went down the dark ladder, and the surroundings were very dark, but he seemed to have night vision, and reached the lowest point without hindrance.

Miao Xuan took out a talisman and lit it, and the fire briefly illuminated the surroundings. This is a basement-like room, and he walked to a place and turned on the switch there.

The dim incandescent light came on, and the corners of his eyes twitched when he saw the furnishings in the room clearly.

This space is almost circular, while the villa above is square. According to Feng Shui, the sky is round and the place is round, but here it is completely reversed. No wonder he felt weird from the beginning.

But these are not the most important thing, but the thing in front of him, a strange portrait, like a ghost but not a ghost, like a demon but not a demon, with dark things painted on its body, the texture looks like blood, and a complicated painting is drawn under the portrait The array, based on his experience, is used to restrain something.

There was an arc-shaped door in the darkest corner of the space. Miao Xuan walked to the door and raised his hand to pull the handle, when a voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Fang Yimin walked behind him silently like this, and then, the back of his head hurt...

When Miao Xuan woke up, he found himself tied to a chair. There was a rocking chair in front of him, which was rocking leisurely at the moment, and someone was lying on it, humming softly.

"woke up?"

The rocking chair stopped, Fang Yimin laughed, and turned around, he put on his eyes again, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a gentle and melancholy expression.

Seeing that Miao Xuan was silent, he got up and walked in front of him, bent over and touched his face, his voice was so gentle that he said, "Why don't you speak?"

Miao Xuan found that what was binding him was the kind of automatic fixing device, which would shrink with his movements, and it was impossible to break free at all. He also laughed, with a cold light in his eyes, and said: "What kind of game is this? out?"

Fang Yimin put his finger on his lips and said softly, "Shh, I'll show you something."

He moved the rocking chair away, and Miao Xuan saw the old-fashioned black and white TV set in the 80s and [-]s. At this time, the image was freezing, and the person on it was himself. The scene at the sale.

Fang Yimin pressed a switch, and the image began to move. At first, it showed Miao Xuan's daily life, and then it showed his every move after he came to the villa, including his bathing and eating, and the lingering relationship between the two of them, as if someone was staring at him all the time. Looking at himself, down to creepy detail.

Fang Yimin looked at the two people who were entangled in the picture, with an intoxicated expression on his face, pursed his lips, closed his eyes as if he was enjoying some kind of pleasure, then he knelt down in front of Miao Xuan on one knee, holding His face was melancholy: "Are you going to leave me? Isn't it good to stay here with me?"

Miao Xuan turned his head away, glanced at the black and white picture, and said with a sneer, "What are you doing here? Just do those?"

Fang Yimin withdrew his hand as if being scalded, and frowned slightly hurt.

Miao Xuan pulled out a smile with his mouth twisted, and he tapped the curved door: "Those outside are all your handwriting, the so-called haunting is probably just a cover-up, the really powerful things have long been suppressed by you, right? ?”

"Also, these are what you want me to see."

Following his questioning, Fang Yimin's gaze under the lens became crazy. He laughed louder and louder, and said, "That's right, it's me."

Yu Bi tenderly placed a kiss on the back of Miao Xuan's hand, and said affectionately: "I really like you, you are so smart, it makes me hard, but there is no way, who told me to love you."

"Since I love you, I will keep you here."

He said to himself, took out an iron box from the side of the chair and opened it, inside was a whole set of surgical knives.

Miao Xuan was wearing a black shirt today, and he undid the buttons one by one, revealing his well-proportioned lines. Fang Yiming greedily put his hand on his neck, all the way down his Adam's apple, on his chest. After wandering for a while, he wandered to his waist again.

"Such a beautiful body." He sighed, with the corners of his mouth raised, and the corners of his eyes overflowing with a smile, "but what I love the most... are still your eyes."

"Hey, don't be afraid, it will be soon."

The sharp scalpel came towards Miao Xuan's eyes.

At this moment, the silent TV behind them suddenly emitted noisy radio waves, and a large snowflake appeared on the screen, and then the screen flickered, and several people appeared.

They stood in the screen, with bright smiles on their faces, laughing and laughing, blood oozing from their facial features, and their eyes became sinister and distorted.

"Clang." The scalpel fell to the ground, Fang Yimin's hands trembled, but he quickly regained his composure, and said, "I don't have yin on me, even if you come out, what can you do to me?"

"is it?"

Hearing this voice, Fang Yimin suddenly turned his head. Miao Xuan, who was originally tied to the chair, completely changed his appearance. He was wearing a white loose sweater with two dimples on his face, exactly the same as the person in the photo. , but there was no sunshine on his face, replaced by a sinister and sarcastic smile.

The composure on Fang Yiming's face was instantly shattered, and he opened his mouth for a long time before making a sound: "Ah...Ah Yang."

Ah Yang chuckled: "Don't come here without any problems."

He didn't move much, and the things that restrained him broke. He stood up slowly, and the white sweater on his body began to ooze blood, more and more, and finally dripped to the ground.

"A Yang..."

Fang Yiming sat on the ground paralyzed, looking at the person in front of him, the facial features on his face became incomplete for some reason, only one ear was left, the eyeballs without eyelids were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the mouth without lips leaked words: "You Why did you kill me?"

Fang Yimin yelled hysterically: "You want to leave me! I love you, why are you leaving?"

Ah Yang laughed mockingly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Love? Love means locking me up? Don't let me see other people, and even every minute and every second of my behavior must be controlled by you?"

Fang Yimin held his head in pain: "I love you, I really love you, look at them." He pointed at the people on the screen, "They all look like you."

Ah Yang's face twisted, he pinched Fang Yiming's chin and forced him to raise his head, his broken face was full of hatred: "Oh, I'm so... so moved."

Fang Yimin was no longer afraid at the moment, his eyes flashed viciously, he touched his body: "Ah Yang, you can't harm me, just wait a moment, I'll find you something."

Seeing that he took out a pocket doll, Ah Yang said disdainfully, "Suppress me? Don't be negative? Ha... have you forgotten what we have been doing these days?"

Hearing the words, Fang Yimin's pupils shrank sharply, his facial muscles trembled with fear, more and more blood on the ground had already stained his trouser legs, he opened his mouth as if wanting to shout, but Ah Yang raised his finger at him. Between her lips, she whispered expectantly, "Shh, they're awake."

Fang Yiming looked behind him, and at some point a hand stretched out from the TV, and then a head popped out, followed by blood gushing out of the TV.

One after another, finally, the blood covered Fang Yiming's head, and the evil spirits surrounded and attacked him. He was bearing the belated punishment in the bloody sky.

A quarter of an hour later, the lights in the basement were still dim, and there was no trace of blood on the ground. A person was lying on the ground with a black shadow crawling on his body.

Miao Xuan raised his head, his eyes were charming golden, his black cat ears were shaking, and the tail behind him was wagging happily.

He straightened the cuffs of his shirt, licked the back of his hands contentedly, and said, "What a fool, why did the master come back to see you, but he will never want to see you."

His shirt buttons were picked out badly, so he could only wear it, and a human face flashed across his belly.

Miao Xuan squinted lazily, looked at the people on the ground, and said with some regret: "But your taste is not as sweet as the master's, meow~"

end

C City Express: A male corpse was found in a villa in the suburbs. The face was suspected to be eaten and damaged by animals, so the identity cannot be determined for the time being. When the police investigated the villa, they found a large number of human tissues hidden in the basement. After forensic identification, they came from different sources. people.

Follow-up to the villa case: The police continued to dig the huge pit in the villa garden. After digging down another 10 centimeters, nearly ten corpses were dug out. After autopsy, it was confirmed that they were all young men. Most of the human tissue comes from them.The case has attracted great attention from the public security department, and the case is under further investigation.

The author has something to say:

Author of True Horror: My readers’ taste is so sweet too, meow~

This short story is over, um, it’s a little scary, and a little perverted (I just want to write a pervert who wears glasses), and occasionally the sudden ringing of the bell when typing will scare me, it’s all tears, I swear I will write it in the future normal.

In addition, I would like to ask for a pre-acquisition here. My quick travel "Heaven will descend on you and me", it is guaranteed not to be scary or perverted, and it is very sweet. The copy is as follows:

Lin Shang didn't know how he was bound to the system. Under the guidance (hong) of the system (pian), he put his hands on his hips and shouted: I want to be the savior, I want to save those poor people!

But why are the themes of these worlds so strange?

"I'm sick, do you have any medicine?"

"The self-cultivation of the dandy in the Republic of China?"

"The actor's sissy assistant?"

"Sailor's buddhist mermaid??"

"If you're...a brother, you'll kill me???"

…………

Lin Shang: "Hello???" He waved his hand: "Small problem."

Later, he found out that he was cheated, and a scumbag would appear in every world to destroy his mission...

Lin Shang said: "I will never bow to the evil forces!"

He put up with wearing a skirt as a loli, and he also put up with being a bitch, but when he turned into a pig, a pitiful but fat pig for breeding, Lin Shang: "Hmph Humph %&#￥*@…” (orz boss, I was wrong!)

small theater:

at breakfast

Lin Shang: God will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, you must first work hard on your mind, work your muscles and bones...

Someone: What do you want to express?

Lin Shang (breaking off the fried stick in his hand): Look at this fried stick, does it look like my waist?

Sand Sculpture Opera Jingshou x Jingfen Black Heart Attack