Penitent hand, trembling slightly

Xiaolou: "What's your expression?"

Ren Yue came to his senses and said quickly: "Nothing! I was just wondering... who put this thing here."

"Maybe he came here by himself." Xiaolou put the wooden skull back on the cutting board, pulled out the kitchen knife, and gestured twice on its face. Seeing that it really didn't respond, he didn't care about it anymore.

Ren Yue ran past her, found a large iron basin and cooking oil of similar configuration, and returned to the living room with the things.

Seeing them come back, Boss Huo, who was nestled on the sofa, stood up in a jerk, and looked behind her, with a very complicated expression on his face, like doubt and shock.

Ren Yue's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the head followed.She turned around abruptly, and saw Xiaolou with a kitchen knife in her hand.

Xiao Lou took half a step back, frowned and asked her, "What are you doing?"

Ren Yue: "...Sister Lou, standing behind me with a knife in your hand will make me feel very insecure."

Boss Huo probably showed that expression because he thought Xiaolou was possessed by a ghost after seeing this scene.

"Are you going to leave it to someone else if you don't take it here?" After taunting Quan Dang to explain, Xiaolou squeezed out the word "Chuan" between his brows, changed the subject, and said, "Don't call me that."

Ren Yue was puzzled: "What's the matter? Why not?"

Xiaolou stopped talking, just stared at her with a kitchen knife.

She didn't know what to say, she obviously hated the woman in front of her, from her appearance to her name, there was nothing that did not dislike her.But she can't really harden her heart towards her, especially when she hears her calling herself "Sister Lou", she even feels that it is not bad to have such a girlfriend...

Heck.

What the hell.

Why is she so conflicted?Why do you have a good impression of someone who you have just met for a few days and who is somewhat disgusted?Could it be that she tricked herself?

Today, when ghosts and ghosts are rampant, Lou began to consider the authenticity of the existence of Gu poison in Miaojiang.

Seeing her holding up the kitchen knife and not speaking, Ren Yue immediately understood in her heart: "Let's put down the knife and talk well. If you don't scream, don't scream. Then I will call you Xiaolou just like them, okay?"

Obviously others called it that too, but these two words seemed to have been endowed with a special meaning in the mouth of the stupid woman in front of her, which made her feel uncomfortable.

She threw the knife to the ground and made a loud "bang dang", which startled the two people who were busy not far away.The big brother asked in a daze: "What's the matter?!"

Xiaolou: "Hand slippery."

The eldest brother looked at the knife, then at her, then at the knife again, and accepted the statement.

Shang Zhou looked back and forth between her and Ren Yue, as if he had seen everything, but he didn't say anything.

Ren Yue lit a small brazier, and the five of them laid the floor around the brazier in the living room as usual, and Xiaolou threw the kitchen knife into the fire.

The vigil arrangement was the same as last night. Ren Yue shrank into her sleeping bag early, lay sideways on the ground and looked at the small building opposite.

However, Xiaolou closed his eyes, not sure if he was asleep or just didn't want to talk to her.

Ren Yue sighed softly, and fell asleep obediently.

In the middle of the night, the big brother changed shifts with the two of them.She was awakened by their small voices and movements, but she lay quietly on the ground without opening her eyes or changing her posture, letting her mind go.

When she first woke up, she couldn't fall asleep, so she could only use this method to put herself back to sleep.

The sound of the little wooden horse shaking came from the bedroom next door, but the two watchmen didn't pay attention to it, but whispered along with the sound and smell of the flames burning.

Shang Zhou said, "I know what you're thinking."

Xiaolou: "Hehe."

Shang Zhou: "Have you become angry from embarrassment?"

"Ha ha."

"I can see that your heart is very contradictory. But why don't you think about it from another angle and simply divide the thing that makes you contradictory into two different individuals? Which one is more important, the soul or the outside of the thing? It’s the source, so I don’t need to explain it in detail, right?”

Xiaolou thought about it.

Shang Zhou continued: "We are in a world where reality and illusion are intertwined. Reality is not necessarily true, and illusion is not necessarily false. It is easier to believe a lie if it is mixed with the truth. Now that you have noticed When it comes to violations, why don't you follow this clue and investigate? Maybe in the end we will all rely on your help to understand the nature of the world."

Ren Yue, who couldn't sleep after waking up: "Zzzzzz."

Xiaolou sat on the sleeping bag, leaning on his chin and looking at the opposite person through the flames.

Since when did she start to doubt the reality of the world?

It was from the first time I saw this woman.

She found that there was something wrong with her memory, otherwise she wouldn't be so disgusted with a person just because of a face.

In addition to disgust, there is also a trace of sourness that makes her unbelievable.

She didn't understand what she was bitter about, but this kind of feeling really existed.

She had never been someone who trusted others casually, but when she came to this woman, she somehow believed that she would never harm herself.

Heck.

In her normal memory, what kind of existence is she?

A sullen suitor?

Or her companion who has fought side by side with her for a long time?

Or—some other weird character?

The little girls in the back room started making a fuss, ringing the bell for a while, knocking on the door for a while, very busy, and it seemed that they didn't intend to let them have a good night's sleep.

At the same time, there was the sound of wood rolling on the ground in the kitchen, and then there was a soft "da", and something stuck to the kitchen door.

Xiaolou's thoughts were interrupted, he clenched the handle of the dagger irritably, and stood up straight away.

Shang Zhou asked her softly, "Why are you going?"

"Keep them quiet."

After speaking, he walked to the kitchen, opened the door and walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

He dared not do such a thing alone in a room.

Shang Zhou looked at the door panel of the kitchen, wanting to see the sleeping people around him, sighed and shook his head.

He is an intelligent talent, and this kind of thing of confronting ghosts and monsters should be left to someone with explosive combat power.

Not long after, Xiaolou came back with a head in his hands.

Shang Zhou was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is it so cruel?"

Xiaolou gave him a blank look, and gently put the head in front of him. Shang Zhou took it over and took a look at its hair, only to find that it was not a human head, but a puppet that looked like a human head.

At this time, the puppet's face was stabbed several times, and a kind of pink-white viscous liquid slowly flowed out from it, which made him feel a little disgusted.

Just when it was time to take a breath, he got up and opened the window, and threw the head directly from the upstairs, and there was a muffled sound when it landed.

The children in the room seemed to be frightened by their formation, and they didn't dare to do it any more. They stayed in the room obediently and didn't make any more noise.

In the middle of the night, Ren Yue was woken up by Xiaolou's hand, and for a moment she thought she had fallen into a hallucination again.

Fortunately, Xiaolou didn't show any kind expression to her, and only urged her to wake up for the night, which made her breathe a sigh of relief on time.

After the breath of relief, there was a soreness welling up in her throat, making her want to cry a little.

It's so good in the dream.

Xiaolou left another dagger for her, this time it was not nailed into the wall, it was handed into her palm safely, and after handing over the weapon, she got into her sleeping bag, leaving her to sit by the fire and stare at the dagger in a daze. .

A sense of familiarity enveloped her.

She liked Xiaolou at first sight, but she became more and more familiar with her later in the process of getting along with her.

Familiar with her weapon, familiar with her way of speaking, familiar with her character, familiar with her tolerance level...

But when she thought about why she was so familiar, she felt that there seemed to be a force in the dark that prevented her from thinking about it.

She emptied her mind again, and she seemed to be able to understand the philosophical dialogue between Xiaolou and Shangzhou a little bit.

What is this force that stops her?Why does it do this?

A cold wind with snowflakes blew in through the open window, and the sudden coolness made her shiver.

The burning smell in the air has dissipated a lot, maybe the windows can be closed.

She stood up, walked softly to the window, and pushed the window shut on tiptoe.

At this moment, she paused, her eyes turned to the left, looking at the shadow reflected by the fire on the glass.

From the window, not far behind her, there seemed to be a person floating in the air.

The dancing flames distorted the shadow so much that she couldn't figure out how far she was from it.She didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and didn't bother to close the window tightly, so she quickly turned her head and looked behind her.

Then there was no dark shadow behind her, but Huo Dongdong in a small shirt and cotton trousers.

Huo Dongdong stood very close, only a few steps away from her.

She leaned against the window, and the cold wind blew wantonly on her back, making her feel very dangerous for a moment.

"Dongdong?" Her mind was blank, and she heard the voice squeezed out of her throat, "Why did you run out?"

She rolled her eyes, looked over the child's head and looked at the group of people by the brazier.

Boss Huo slept soundly, smacking his mouth while sleeping, as if tasting some peerless delicacy, he didn't even notice that his son ran out.

The situation of the two Huo Dongdongs she imagined did not appear, and the weird little guy standing in front of her was Huo Dongdong himself.

"Hush—" Huo Dongdong put his index finger on his lips, "Don't scare 'it' away."

Ren Yue's scalp tingled for a while: "Who?"

Huo Dongdong still spoke softly, like a thief: "It's the young lady in the house, I want to play games with her..."

The bell on the door rang slightly, as if in response to Huo Dongdong's words.

Of course Ren Yue couldn't agree: "No, she is very dangerous and will hurt you. If something happens to you, my sister can't explain to your father."

Huo Dongdong tilted his head to look at her: "No, we are good friends, and good friends should not hurt each other."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0410:16:03~2020-04-0510:34:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: nanjoballno☆, words can’t be taken seriously;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：yuan余年60瓶；来来来当抖m吗50瓶；芷南、人偶、恃宠而娇20瓶；风默者10瓶；天意4瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!