Boyfriends are crazy

In the dark night, the moon hides behind the dark clouds, thousands of miles of dark clouds, undercurrents surge.

The wind was blowing from all directions, and the air was filled with a deadly air.

The old man lying on the bed was still drooling, panting up and down with his mouth wide open, his teeth were yellow and black, and only the last few teeth were left.

The temperature in the room also became lower and lower, and the old man on the bed began to shiver from the cold, shaking his head, grinning, and his two hands stretched out of the quilt were still faintly twitching.

The wind is blowing more and more, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

The trembling frequency of the old man's body became faster and faster, his eyes widened, bark-like ravines criss-crossed, and his loose skin twitched accordingly.

He stared, still making the slight sound like a pig snoring, his body trembling up and down, as if calling for help.

In the small cubicle next to the room, there were three men, drinking wine with playful smiles, eating side dishes, playing cards and chatting along the way.

"Hey, we all stay here, if something happens to the village chief, aren't we guilty?"

"What nonsense, what can the village chief do? Besides, we are only one door away from him. If there is something really going on, how can we not know?"

"Hey, do you think the village chief's illness will be cured?"

"Tsk, it's really hard to say."

"Bah, bah, bah, someone in the village has organized to dig the blocked road at the entrance of the village. When the road is opened, they will take the village head to see a doctor in the county. The village head's illness will definitely recover."

The men, the more they chatted, the more excited they became, and the topic was very jumpy, and they immediately brought the topic to women.

"By the way, how long has it been since you did that?" Suddenly, no one knew who suddenly asked this question.

"With you, what do you think about every day? By the way, have you ever seen Widow Yang's daughter?" the strongest man inside said suddenly.

"Widow Yang's daughter? Widow Yang? You're not talking about the old woman who was raped to death, right? She has a daughter? Oh, I remembered, is her daughter the one with a lame leg?" Another the man answered.

"Yes, it's her! I've been with her recently...tsk." The strong man raised his eyebrows.

"Fuck, it's really you! Isn't she only 14 years old?" The man who asked the first question poked his arm with his elbow, took a gulp of his glass of wine, and then started booing, with ambiguous eyes.

"I'm not too young at 14 years old, my body has already developed, and I can give birth to a son." The strong man is not ashamed, but proud, with a look of indifference, "I am her first man, I give her......"

The man didn't finish his sentence.

"Ah!!!" Suddenly, a shocking scream resounded through the sky, and suddenly came from the next room.

They were still drinking heavily, but their consciousness was lost. When the three drunken men heard the scream, they all trembled and stood up suddenly from their chairs.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

"It's the village chief's shout, let's hurry over."

"Wait, what if it's 'them'?"

This 'they' is already a tacit existence of everyone.

"Then, what should we do then?" Everyone was a little devastated.

But before they figured out why, a gust of evil wind blew in from outside the window, and the wind moved the dusty wooden window, making loud crackling and rumbling noises.

He even blew out the only burning white candle in the entire room, and the surroundings instantly darkened.

Hulahula, the wind was blowing harder and harder, and the room was dark.

"Ahhhh-"

"Help—ah!"

The sound of splashing water, the sound of blood splashing, and the sound of being slammed on the ground non-stop...

In the silent night, there were bursts of screams from time to time, ear-piercing, frightening, as if playing a soul-eating sonata for the dead.

The woman with disheveled hair was dressed in white and her face was pale.

In the whole white dress, only the private part of the hem was dyed red, and the rest of it was pure and flawless white.

Her body was filled with a layer of black mist that could not be dispelled, and resentment enveloped her whole body.

She glanced coldly at the bodies of the three of them, and then her gaze once again fell on the strongest man inside.

In the next second, the body of the strong man was like a burst of fireworks, with plasma splashing and blood flowing into rivers.

Slowly, the woman's resentment became less and less, and her figure began to become transparent.

Finally, the woman completely turned into a cloud of black gas and disappeared in place.

In the next second, the place where the woman was standing was replaced by a man.

Shen Qiyi glanced at the endgame coldly, expressionless.

After the resentful ghost takes revenge, the resentment will also disappear, and the resentful ghost will automatically dissipate in the mortal world, and will not enter reincarnation.

Shen Qiyi sneered, turned around and went to the village chief's room.

The old man on the hospital bed was still lingering, gasping for breath.

The man stood by the bed, looked indifferently at this disgusting face, and stared at him without saying a word.

The frequency of the village chief's body twitching became faster and faster, and he was still moaning. He stared in horror, raised his head with difficulty, and met the man's eyes.

Suddenly, there was a smell of urine in the air.A ball of water stains appeared in the middle of the quilt, and slowly melted into a ball from a point.

Shen Qiyi looked at this ridiculous scene, sneered, grinned, but quickly restrained himself, the coldness in his eyes almost condensed into ice.

His voice was like the whisper of a devil, eerie and terrifying, reaching the village chief's ears.

"Don't worry, you won't die, I will let you live a long life...Enjoy boundless loneliness."

......

"Fuck, wake up, the outside of the house is surrounded by villagers."

Early in the morning, Huang Yunda's eyes turned red, and he shouted to everyone.

Zhou Xingwen rushed out first, his eyes were bloodshot and his clothes were messed up. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well at night. He rushed out as soon as he heard Huang Yunda's yelling.

"Fuck, what's going on." He cursed and put on his clothes while lying down on the door, looking at the scene outside through the crack of the door.

"How did they find out that we were hiding here?" Huang Yunda broke down.

"Wait, what are they holding?" Zhou Xingwen lay on the door, frowning suddenly, an ominous premonition hit his whole body, and his eyelids began to twitch crazily.

"No! They are holding torches and piled firewood outside the house. They want to burn us to death!" Huang Yunda thumped.

Shen Xibai and the others also arrived one after another, and immediately figured out how bad their situation was.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Huang Yingying was so anxious that she collapsed.

When she first came to the village, she was still wearing powder, and she looked youthful and beautiful. As a result, she stayed in the village for less than half a month, and her skin turned yellow, and she looked depressed. , looks very old for several years.

Different from the crazy crowd, Wang Daqiang stood there with a blank face, his whole body trembling violently, his eyes widened, and his pupils were trembling.

"Why, how could this be?" Wang Daqiang's expression was a little absent-minded, as if he had been greatly stimulated.

His unusual reaction made Zhou Xingwen on the side quickly understand. Zhou Xingwen's eyes were splitting instantly, he rushed up, raised his fist, and punched Wang Daqiang, roaring and cursing, "It's you? It's you Leaked our news!"

Wang Daqiang fell to the ground with one punch from Zhou Xingwen, and his head was smashed to the ground.

Zhou Xingwen saw the thread through the needle, and directly rode up, pressed the opponent's shoulder, and swung up with one punch after another, exhausting all his strength every time.

During the whole process of being beaten, Wang Daqiang didn't refute a word, just moaned and groaned a few times in a low voice because of the pain, his expression was very painful.

The answer is now obvious.

For a while, no one went to stop Zhou Xingwen's atrocities.

Wang Daqiang's actions are very unrighteous and selfish to them as a group.

Seeing that Zhou Xingwen's punches were getting harder and harder, Wang Daqiang's eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open another one, and his nosebleeds started to flow out. Zhou Xingwen's beating posture became more and more ruthless.

Shen Xibai really couldn't bear it, so he stopped him and said, "Enough, let's do it for now, we'll teach him a lesson later, the most important thing we should think about now is how to escape."

Zhou Xingwen took a deep breath, and slowly got up from Wang Daqiang's body, still looking very angry.

The back of his hammering hand also oozes blood due to the reaction force, and it is bruised and purple.

Wang Daqiang was still lying on the ground. After Zhou Xingwen walked away, he immediately covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.

What should I do?How to do?

Shen Xibai's brain began to run at high speed, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was sweating coldly due to nervousness.

"Why don't you let me help you." The man's voice appeared in his mind out of thin air, with a bit of teasing pampering in his voice.

Shen Xibai's originally anxious expression stopped for an instant, and his expression suddenly became blank.

Shen Xibai was about to answer, but the man opened his lips before him again, "Shh, they can't hear my voice."

Shen Xibai immediately understood and chose to keep silent.

The heart that had been suspended just now was suddenly let down again because of the man's appearance, and Shen Xibai's heart was instantly filled with peace of mind and a sense of trust in the other party.

"The bed board in the master bedroom is empty, remove the bed, there is a passage inside..."

"That passage is currently the only road leading to the outside of the village..."

When Shen Xibai heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes suddenly widened, and his hands trembled.

The man's voice was still hoarse and moving, and even the tone of his speech was so touching.

However, an indescribable emotion began to pervade Shen Xibai's heart.

It was like a needle pierced into his heart.