Unhuman Strange Records

Gu Yi didn't understand Wei'er until he got home.

Cheng Sisi's reaction was really too big, obviously not the attitude that a "best friend" should have. He leaned on the pillow, switched his left hand to his right, and smacked his lips at He Yixi.

He Yixi was staring at the computer screen and watching the live video over and over again, impatiently being yelled at by him, took out a fudge from the small plate on the table, and stuffed it into Gu Yi's hand: "If you If your mouth is idle, let it be busy, don't keep singing like a bird."

Zhou Chao was unhappy again, and protested with his hips on his hips: "Gu Yi, did I let you eat my candy?"

Gu Yi peeled off the candy wrapper and threw it into his mouth, and replied vaguely: "Send you to school again."

Zhou Chao jumped on He Yixi with a scream: "Male god! Listen! This lowly maid is going to send me to that kind of human purgatory!"

Zhou Xi took a few steps forward and lifted Zhou Chao away, frowning and asked her: "Zhou Chao, watching TV is silly."

Zhou Chao pushed him: "You don't care about me!"

Zhou Xi immediately raised her head and said to He Yixi, "Hurry up and send her to school."

He Yixi readily agreed: "Okay, both of you will go."

Zhou Xi was wilted, and left Zhou Chao to continue playing games.

Gu Yi looked at Zhi Le, and had to mock He Daxian'er: "Daxian'er, do you have money to send them to school? Don't let them live on scholarships."

He Yixi's arm rested on the armrest of the mahogany sofa, his neck turned back, his gaze dropped slightly, revealing deep creases of double eyelids, deep eye sockets, and a protruding nose. The shape was drawn and outlined by the wolf finely, and then a layer of silver powder was spread. It seemed that he was looking at Gu Yi, but he didn't seem to be looking at him. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then I have to take care of the detachment leader."

Gu Yi felt guilty when he was laughed at by He Yixi, a little light-headed, dizzy, wondering whether he was smiling at me or the air, when he heard these words, he blushed immediately and shrank into the pillow: "Da Xianer Is your statement a bit ambiguous, why does it sound like asking me for child support, I don't have a partner yet."

He Yixi was startled by Captain Gu's strange thinking circuit, and rolled his eyes up: "It's enough for you to charge me less for one year's rent."

Gu Yi immediately vetoed it without thinking for a second: "That can't be done."

He Yixi suddenly lost interest in chatting, got up to leave, and heard the phone ringing, Gu Yi hurriedly picked it up and fed it, and then there was no movement. After a while, Gu Yi swung his long arm and put the phone away: "Yang Xingzi has gone to Cheng Sisi's house."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang again, with a "ding dong", it was the start of the live broadcast.

Gu Yi stepped on the stairwell. Fortunately, Cheng Sisi's house was not on a high floor. He held his mobile phone in one hand and touched the handrail with the other, watching the screen anxiously and climbing upstairs.

Yang Xingzi entered into Cheng Sisi's house, and the live broadcast started immediately. This was so imaginative. By the way, he turned around and said to He Daxian'er: "Can you see it?"

After finishing speaking, he stumbled, and there was another "fuck" echo in the stairwell, and he couldn't stop leaning back. As soon as He Yixi raised his face, he saw a huge monster that was about to crush Mount Tai. Like the moon, Gu Yi was supported.

Gu Yi lives like an otaku, but his figure is maintained by years of exercise, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, without a trace of fat, only patches of itchy flesh, when He Yixi pressed his fingers, he couldn't stop trembling, subconsciously pressed He Yixi He Daxian'er's hand really looks like someone who plays the piano, and it's easy to press an octave. Gu Yi somehow managed to slap He Yixi's hand off, and lifted it up an inch, touching the distinct joints. Sliding under the skin, it felt warm and moist as if touching jade, almost sticking to his hand, and He Yixi suddenly stopped moving behind him.

Gu Yi woke up like a dream, put his hands back, turned his head to look at him, but the sensor light on his head was on for a long time and then turned off without warning, he couldn't see He Yixi's face clearly, he vaguely saw his arms crossed, as if revealing With a smile, he said lightly: "You need money to touch me."

Gu Yi's head swelled up, and steam was coming out of his ears like a small piece of paper. He turned his head back again, and muttered something in a low voice, which was too low. , He Yixi didn't hear clearly.

Yang Xingzi was still a little surprised when she saw Gu Yi and the two of them. She raised her eyebrows slightly and parted her lips, but she didn't make a sound. Gu Yi was also surprised when she saw Yang Xingzi, because this was clearly Cheng Sisi's home. But it was Yang Xingzi who opened the door.

Gu Yi had just bought one foot into the threshold, and asked her, "Where's Cheng Sisi?"

Yang Xingzi nodded his head back: "In the living room, she seems quite scared, I don't know why."

Gu Yi slandered, "That's because I'm afraid of you." The other foot was about to step in, but was pulled by He Yixi, and he fell back. He didn't understand, so he looked at him: "Da Xianer, what's wrong?"

He Yixi didn't say a word, walked past him and suddenly took his hand, and they stepped into the threshold together. Gu Yi only heard the door shut behind him with a "bang", and his vision darkened.

The sky was like ink, and the moon was like a silver hook. In the silence, that weird smell came again along the wind.

Gu Yi was dumbfounded, looked back and forth, looked back and forth, and looked at the hand he was still holding, and was taken aback: "Da Xian'er, how did you find out?"

He Yixi let go of his hand and put it in his pocket again: "Intuition."

Gu Yi immediately caught the loophole in He Daxian'er's language: "A woman's intuition is so accurate."

He Yixi laughed: "Captain Gu, be more mature."

Gu Yi opened his mouth and was about to pay him back: "I'm developed——"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of something like a steel pipe being dragged on the ground.

Gu Yi immediately stopped talking, frowned and looked over He Yixi's shoulder. In the thick night, there was a burst of white mist, which was suddenly pushed away by something, and a figure slowly appeared.Under the moonlight, the figure was naked, with a mask and a pale face, grinning almost to the ear.

"Damn it!" Gu Yi cursed loudly, "Why is that naked man again!"

He Yixi pushed Gu Yi back a few steps, twisted the long sword into a sword flower, and stood by his side, with a tall and straight body, a straight back, and broken hair floating in the air.

Only then did Gu Yi notice that when He Yixi held the long sword in his hand, although he still looked like a half-smile, he had two completely different temperaments from usual, like a lazy cat that was lying down and suddenly stood up and stretched. The fangs were exposed at the waist, only to realize that it was a lion.

It also seems to have suddenly changed from a mortal to a fairy, but he can look up at the blue sky, dive into the underworld, and slam the eight poles without changing his expression.

Before Gu Yi could express his exclamation, in the indistinct white mist, he saw the second figure besides the naked man, which was Yang Xingzi.

Gu Yi didn't quite understand what was going on, as if it was replayed again last night, he nodded at Yang Xingzi with some hesitation and asked He Yixi: "She..."

Yang Xingzi yelled again: "Uncle policeman, help me—!"

Gu Yi felt more and more like a replay of last night's show.

He Yixi obviously didn't know too well, he shook his head and decided to give up the unnecessary fight, and just rubbed oil on the soles of his feet - slipped away.

Without any suspense, Yang Xingzi led Gu Yi and He Yixi to start a race against the naked man. Gu Yi heard the sound of steel pipes rubbing against the ground getting farther and farther behind him, and gradually slowed down. He turned his head and glanced back. Things were once again wrapped in white mist, and it felt like a horror movie had turned into a comedy.

He yelled at Yang Xingzi: "Wait, stop—that thing is gone."

Yang Xingzi finally stopped, pressed his belly and panted, his eye circles turned red, and his lines remained unchanged: "Uncle policeman, I can't run anymore."

Gu Yi just wanted to answer her with "Oh" to end the conversation.

He Yixi observed the surroundings calmly, and then looked at Yang Xingzi. Yang Xingzi was panting heavily, and the mole of tears reflected the moonlight, which seemed to reflect a faint light, which was particularly conspicuous. He suddenly asked: "Are you alone? Where's Cheng Sisi?"

Yang Xingzi's breathing was stagnant, his expression was a little confused, and then quickly changed into panic: "She was with me just now, she, she, disappeared!"

After speaking, she was about to start running, but Gu Yi hurriedly grabbed her: "Don't run in a hurry, do you know where she is? Just run around."

Yang Xingzi finally came to his senses, and muttered in a daze, "I...I don't know..."

As he spoke, he seemed to be choking up.

Gu Yi began to feel weird again, why did Yang Xingzi treat Cheng Sisi with a friendly attitude, but he didn't seem to be pretending?

"Where did you and Cheng Sisi separate from?" He Yixi opened his mouth and asked Yang Xingzi as if he didn't notice this, and saw her looking around, raised her finger and wanted to point, but she was not sure, and turned around After a long time, he finally pointed to a row of houses: "There."

He Yixi didn't speak any more, and took the lead towards the direction pointed by Yang Xingzi.

Gu Yi followed behind in a daze, unable to see the direction of the matter clearly, but felt that his head was also covered by the white mist.

The small row of houses are all antique bungalows, built facing the pond, with an arch bridge, the more Gu Yi walked, the more familiar the scenery became, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

All the houses are dark, and the windows are neatly cut into the night, as if a head or something will poke out from inside at any time, the silence is terrifying, Yang Xingzi is a little scared, he doesn't dare to lift his head, he just keeps his head down walk.

There were not many houses in that row, and it was about to reach the end soon. Suddenly, there was a scream from the end of the road. Yang Xingzi stopped for a moment, ran again, and shouted: "It's Sisi!"

Gu Yila couldn't hold back, so he had to follow behind to catch up. The small courtyard of the house at the end of the road was not locked like other houses, but it was open. A pair of stone lions grinning at the door did not know what evil it was driving away. Xingzi stepped over the old high threshold and rushed in. When he walked around the shadow wall, he saw the figure of a little girl lying on the ground, and there was a sound of footsteps in the main room. The footsteps of the house chased after him, but he could only see a short and thin figure with a ponytail swaying back and forth on the back of his head, and suddenly disappeared.

Gu Yi obviously saw it too, and he froze in place, but he was not sure and asked He Yixi: "Da Xian'er, did you just... see it?"

He Yixi frowned, but he could also wrinkle a landscape, and nodded.

"Why...is it a woman?"

He Yixi turned his head back again, and saw that the ones lying on the ground and those kneeling were all exactly the same - common hairstyles for ordinary middle school girls, so he had to turn back to see how Cheng Sisi was doing.

As soon as he came to the front, Gu Yi was stunned. Cheng Sisi was lying on the ground with his eyes closed tightly, and the dark liquid slowly seeped out of his face. The night was too dark to see clearly, but Gu Yi knew that it was blood.

A large area of ​​blood was slowly spreading to Cheng Sisi's neck, cheeks, and ears.

Cheng Si wanted to open her mouth, but she couldn't speak. She only moved her lips lightly, and a heart-piercing pain penetrated into her brain. She was a little at a loss, and reached out to touch her mouth, but she just Feeling wet and slippery, fine sewing thread passed through her lips.

The author has something to say:

As soon as I write about the dead, my passion is surging and my thoughts are springing up

As soon as I wrote about the emotional scene, I scratched my head and died on the spot