dead fiancée returns

After Tao Yang cleaned up the place, he left. Before leaving, he asked Shen Shuning to call him if he had something to do.

The gap in the door was gradually closed, and with a click, the light was also cut off, Shen Shuning feebly raised his lower eyelids.

Tao Yang is his best friend. They met in the orphanage when they were young. Tao Yang has always taken care of him and prevented him from being bullied by others. Even if Tao Yang was adopted later, he would often visit him and bring him food. and what to wear.

If there is no such incident of 12 years... If there is no such incident of 12 years, he will be a normal person, an ordinary painter, painting the paintings he likes, chatting with Tao Yang, and there is an ordinary paragraph at the end love, then get married and have children, and live an ordinary life.

Instead of becoming a cursed monster with only absurd world in its eyes like it is now.

Shen Shuning drooped his long eyelashes, got off the sofa, and stepped on flip flops to try to close Tao Yang's opened window and the drawn curtains again. When he reached out to touch the window, a gust of wind blew in, sweeping the room The paintings in it were blown up, like white snow, eloquently.

The paper was blown and rustled, and after Shen Shuning closed the window, it floated to the ground again.

Shen Shuning turned his head, picked them up one by one, and pressed them back onto the easel.

He looked at the woman on the drawing paper and reached out to touch it.

"Shunning..."

A soft call came from the ear.

Black and red lines appeared beside him, they entangled frantically, and finally turned into Pei Nian wearing a skirt. Pei Nian stretched out a soft and boneless hand, put it on his shoulder, and leaned his head gently on it. "Come down and accompany me, Shu Ning..."

"Let's escape together..."

Shen Shuning stroked Pei Nian's eyes on the painting with his fingers, and whispered yes.

He never thought of going to Tao Yang's house, and the last night he stayed would also be his last night.

He was a weak man, and he could no longer bear the horrors that inflicted on him, especially after it had disappeared and he thought he was saved, and then reappeared.

Before leaving, Shen Shuning cleaned the house meticulously.

This house was bought by Tao Yang as a present for him. It has been six years since he came back to live in it. During these six years, he has given money to Tao Yang one after another.

A small French-style country house in the suburbs far away from the city center. It has two floors, a garden, and a basement. It is quiet and quiet, full of romantic poetic atmosphere.

The location of this small bungalow is remote, the surrounding scenery is beautiful, there is no artificial noise, it is very convenient to die quietly.

Shen Shuning cleaned for four hours, cleaned up the garden and the two floors, and found a lot of things related to his fiancée. He gently placed these things in places visible to the naked eye, and finally only the basement remained.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Shuning pushed open the wooden door of the basement, as soon as the door was opened, a stale smell came over his face, Shen Shuning took a look around the furnishings in the basement.

He hadn't been to the basement for a long time, only Tao Yang took him to see it on the first day he bought the house, and said that if necessary, he would find someone to clean it up, and leave it alone.There was a small window in the basement, and the slanted sunlight shone in. There were swaying dust floating in the light beam, which barely illuminated the environment of the basement.

The sundries are large and small, and they are placed crookedly on the cabinet. There are also many closed bottles and cans, all of which were left by the previous owner.

Since you don't want it, just clear it out and burn it.

Shen Shuning began to tidy up the cabinet. There was a lot of dust on the cabinet, and the white shirt was covered with stains. He didn't care, and cleaned these things out one by one.

Because of the moving of items, the dust in the basement was flying more and more violently, rushing directly into his nose. He bent down and coughed, and moved out with the box in his arms. It took two hours, and the basement was almost cleaned, only the bottom of the foot was left. row of cabinets.

Shen Shuning squatted down, and when his fingers reached into the darkness under the cabinet, he encountered a cold and hard object that looked like an iron box.

He paused, and took out the thing. It was a book, but he didn't know what kind of book it was. It had a strange texture. He walked under the dusty light beam and saw the specifics of the book through the light.

The cover of the book has a wood-like texture. A butterfly spreads its wings and clings to it. The butterfly's wings are full of eyes. Those eyes seem to be looking at him, so densely packed that it is frightening. Next to the butterfly, there are complex and weird patterns. .

Necronomicon, that's the title.

Necronomicon means autopsy apparatus, book of the dead, book of the dead, etc. This scene is like an American suspense thriller movie.

The protagonist discovers a cursed book, and through this cursed book to get what he wants, he also pays a price.

At this time, Shen Shuning's condition was not very good. He was weak, and he had already reached the load state after carrying so many things. He was dizzy, and the light in his vision dimmed a lot. The dizziness made him almost unable to stand still. Can only lean on the cabinet.

He closed his eyes.

This state is very strange, he seems to be attracted by this book, and wants to open it, but there is a sense of fear in the dark to prevent him from thinking this way.

It might be better to throw it away, burn it.

Shen Shuning put the book and other things away together. There was an incinerator outside. Throw things in and light it up to burn it.

Holding the book, he found that he couldn't throw it out, as if under some kind of spell, the desire to read it became stronger and stronger.

With his slender neck hanging down, his dark eyes fixed on the book in his hand on his pale cheeks.

Finally, he opened the book.

[You want to revive your dead love——[You want to revive your dead lover——] On the snow-white pages of the book, big red characters are dazzling.

The book fell from Shen Shuning's hands and landed on the lawn. He looked down at the words on the white paper slowly disappearing, and then a weird formation appeared, and blood spread from the snow-white paper, flowing to the ground. Under his feet, the thick surge surged up, trying to engulf him.

"Those who betray the gods will be punished in the endless hell."

At the beginning of the god-making project, all children will accept such a teaching.

"You exist for the gods and become special because of the gods. Only by being favored by the gods and letting the gods be born for you can you live out of the quagmire."

"The traitor will fall into the abyss of darkness."

"Shu Ning—"

Pei Nian stretched out his hands from behind, hugged him gently, put his head on his shoulder, and closed his eyes quietly.

Shen Shuning stood for a long time.

He took out the lighter, lit the incinerator, stooped to pick up the book, and walked slowly into the house.

He has been branded as a disciple of God, and now he is about to turn his back on the light and walk into darkness.

He has been tortured for too long, he needs Pei Nian, Pei Nian is his indispensable salvation.

Only Pei Nian can lead him out of this endless abyss.