I'm on the big guy cookbook

After the confession, Neil seems to have solved his constipation problem, and his whole body is normal!

As for why he finished speaking, Francis suddenly wrapped himself with wings, even covering his head?

Neil: It's definitely not because of autism. How can the boss be autistic?

Must be bugging me.

huh huh...

Neil rubbed his chest with a little sadness, then yawned and leaned sleepily on the head of the bed, sorted out all the known clues, and told Marin and the others that the room was temporarily safe.

Although they lied to themselves that they killed the fat man, Neil still couldn't watch them die. When they returned to the real world, Neil would ask Francis to help them suffer and pay the due price for the fat man's death.

As for now...

Neil, who struggled to survive the disease in his previous life, saw enough tears from his parents, relatives and friends, and also realized the value and greatness of life from the doctor who worked hard for him and fought for him several times at the hands of death.

Things like life are too valuable.

To your loved ones and friends, to all those who want you to live, every second of your life is their hope.

No matter how annoying the guy is, there are still two or three people who are looking forward to his well-being. Thinking of this, Neil couldn't help but soften his heart.

But Marin and others were dubious about Neil's words.

However, they also felt that the dense fog outside was abnormal, and there was a female ghost inside... So the three of them stayed in the room safely, waiting for when they would wake up.

Time passed little by little.

In order to relieve boredom, Marin also talked about his adventure stories with Morian and Shelman. Later, when he was tired of talking, he asked Shelman to tell the legends he had heard from collecting inspiration.

Before I knew it, almost a day had passed.

The ease and carelessness of chatting at the beginning disappeared, and Marin and Shelman leaned on their chairs with exhausted faces, unable to speak, and anxiety and uneasiness gradually enveloped their hearts.

At this time, their trust in Neil's words has gone from five to eight.

Morian, who is usually not very strong psychologically, is quite outstanding in terms of endurance.

He took out the note that followed him into a dream and looked at it with relish. After a while, he took out his pocket watch to check the time, habitually chanting, and wrote in his pen:

"Now the time is June 6, XX, well, it's almost 12:10 in the morning, we've been in a dream all day, and the fat guide seems to be dead... We don't know when we can go out, ghost nun Does it really exist, will we be killed by her... Everything is unknown in this adventure."

After writing, Morian sighed, and suddenly saw Mr. Marin, who hired him, scratching his neck.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Morian leaned forward and asked him in a low voice.

"I don't know what's going on, but my neck is uncomfortable and itchy, my tongue is numb, and I always want to swallow things."

Marin scratched his neck red and couldn't relieve it, because he was uncomfortable inside, not outside.When that feeling became stronger after he spoke, Marin wanted to put his hand into his throat and button it!

Morian was also very puzzled, and tentatively said: "Are you thirsty? You talked so much just now, and your throat should be dry."

Marin was startled, and said, "Can you be thirsty in a dream?" But most of his heart was in his heart.

Especially when the word 'thirst' came out of Morian's mouth, he didn't know if it was a psychological factor. The more he thought about it, the more thirsty he felt, and his throat became drier.

The desire to drink water made him change his sitting position, licking his lips frequently with his tongue.

"Maybe." Morian shrugged, "This dream is so real, I wonder if this place is real."

Many of them talked in the same dream, avoided the ghost nun, and fell asleep... What is the difference between this kind of dream and reality.

"Maybe you're right...you bring me some water and I'll drink it."

Marin covered his neck, frowned and told Morian.

"Okay, I'll take it right away."

Morian ran to fetch the kettle on the table, and took a look inside. The kettle was quite heavy, but the water inside was crystal clear, and Morian's throat became thirsty looking at it.

But the boss is God, and Morian didn't start his mouth first. Anyway, Mr. Marin couldn't finish drinking such a big pot, and it was the same for him to drink the rest by himself.

He turned around and handed the kettle to Marin, and Marin almost stretched out his arms and snatched the kettle into his hands!

The water in it collided and rippled, splashing a few drops on his hands.Under Morian's surprised gaze, Marin's eyes were red and he went up and carefully sucked them all up with his mouth.

Ok?

This water is so sweet!

Marin's eyes widened and he found that he was licking the sweetness in the cavity with his tongue like a treasure. When the sweetness disappeared, he lowered his head greedily staring at the kettle and swallowing his saliva.

His throat was dry and rough, and he panicked, even his heart panicked, as if someone urged him:

'Drink water... quickly drink water...'

Unable to bear it, Marin finally raised his head up and opened his mouth wide, his lips almost wrapped the mouth of the bottle, gulping down the sweet water inside.

"Gu dong, gu dong..."

Even if he choked, he couldn't bear to stop, and he simply blocked the sound of gasping and coughing in the bottle with his mouth.

... It was just a drink of water, but Marin seemed to use all his strength, his strong body stretched, and the blue veins and blood vessels on his neck, forehead and arms emerged from the skin and throbbed!

The jug can hold almost two liters of water, which is supposed to be enough no matter how thirsty he is, but he never stopped.

Morian, who was standing beside him, saw that his stomach was obviously protruding.

"Mr. Marin..."

Looking at him, Morian instinctively felt a kind of discomfort, even a little fear. He wanted to step forward to persuade him, but saw that Marin's posture had not changed, only the bloodshot eyeballs rolled to the corners of his eyes suddenly——

Stare at him!

Morian: "!!!"

At that moment, indescribable fear and coolness rushed against Morian's back to the back of his head, making him shiver coldly!

"... Ma, Mr. Marin?"

He backed away in fear.

And Marin seemed to have lost the beast that threatened to snatch food, his eyes were like inorganic stones, and Gululu turned back to the original position...

The last drop of water has dried up.

Marin stretched out his scarlet, saliva-stained tongue in dissatisfaction, and licked around the spout before putting down the kettle.

After stopping to drink water, he seemed to have regained his senses, and grinned at Morian, who was staring at him with wide eyes in fear.

"Sorry, I'm so thirsty."

"Uh, but you just..."

"Huh? What happened just now?"

Marin tilted his head, a little puzzled.

Morian was opening his mouth to ask him why he was behaving so weirdly before, but he sat down as if nothing had happened, covered his stomach with a satisfied sigh, closed his eyes and went to sleep without any special change.

He swallowed the question.

Am I too nervous?

He's already asleep, and I'm waking him up to ask such a question, will he be angry?

Morian, who didn't want to disturb the boss's rest, had no choice but to suppress his doubts. He let himself forget what was wrong just now, frowned and found a seat away from Marin.

Time began to flow quietly again...

People who were too bored and had no way to go out gradually yawned. Shelman had fallen asleep a long time ago, and so had Neil.

Although his golden thighs are too 'small and weak' now, Neil still hugged the little bat full of attachment, trying to fall asleep against it.

The room was extremely silent, and at some point, Morian also fought with his upper and lower eyelids, and fell asleep bit by bit.

until--

The people who were asleep heard the sound of vomiting.

It was as if someone drank countless spirits, got drunk at a dinner party, and then sprayed heart-piercingly while holding a telephone pole—the liquid slapped on the floor, and the sound of vomiting woke up the sleeping people.

Neil was the first to close his eyes and rest, and he had been in a coma for a while before, so he was also the first to wake up.

After opening his eyes, he glanced around in a daze, and finally found the source of the noise on the floor.

Marin knelt there.

He propped his hands on the floor, facing down, and the ground he could see was already covered with vomit mixed with sticky gastric juice and water.

"Well…"

Neil has a small throat, and even when he sees others vomit, he feels nauseous himself.

He covered his mouth, fearing that his boss would get the smell, so he took a breath and got off the bed, walked over to Marin and patted him on the back.

"Why are you throwing up, are you feeling unwell or are you too nervous?"

Marin didn't speak, he vomited and coughed, which woke everyone up, so the sleepy-eyed Shelman and Morian also came over to pat him on the back.

Everyone thought he would recover soon after vomiting.

But Marin knelt on the ground and vomited non-stop. One end of the mucus was connected to his mouth and the other end was stuck to the floor, and it kept dripping down. Neil couldn't help but backed away from that scene, and Shelman even more so. Cover your mouth so that you can spit with him.

"vomit--"

"vomit---"

"vomit----!"

The sound of Marin's vomiting became louder and louder, the arched spine on his back bulged, the muscles were tense, the blood vessels were tense, and the neck and head were red and thick.

Everyone felt sorry for him.

No way, Morian slapped him on the back worriedly, making a 'bang bang' sound from the hammer.

Neil was afraid that Marin would suffocate, so he kept talking to him.

"Marin? Marin, try to inhale through your nose, then cover your mouth and inhale first!"

Marin shook his head weakly, as if he couldn't do it, he continued to vomit.

"vomit--"

"vomit--"

Whoa!

A bloody black lump mixed with a large mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out from his mouth and splashed on the ground, bouncing off the trouser leg of Morian who was standing close!

"drink!"

Morian gasped in fright and took a few steps back.

"This can't work, he's dying!"

Shelman yelled.

Neil was also anxious, so he had no choice but to call Morian: "You and I hold him, drag him down and see what state he is in!"

"it is good!"

Neil and Morian grabbed one of Marin's arms, while Shelman pushed back Marin's shoulders. The three of them worked together with all their strength, and their faces turned red when they were tearing apart, before Marin was welded to the ground. It flipped open and fell onto the floor behind it.

"boom."

His strong body fell to the ground on his back.

Marin's face was also exposed in front of everyone.

The moment they saw his face clearly, Neil, Morian, and Shelman who were still going forward to help him froze in place!

The anxious expression froze instantly.

They stared at Marin with wide eyes and blank minds.

And Marin struggled to hold his thick neck with both hands, his face and eyes were all blood red due to congestion, and he opened his mouth wide - it was really so wide that his eyes and nose, and the upper half of his face were already squeezed into a ball to deform That kind of!

The corners of his mouth were torn to the point where his ears were covered in blood and flesh. After the bones of his jaw were dislocated and the skin was split, the lower half of his face hung directly to his neck, swinging back and forth as he struggled...

Of course, this is not the scariest thing.

But in his mouth...

From the torn mouth, two skinny hands with black nails and pale skin protruded... ten fingers pierced into the skin of his face like nails, grabbing his mouth and trying hard to get the other parts out of it as well. stick out of his mouth!

"...

 …”

It seemed that he realized that he had been discovered.

In the gap between the spread hands on both sides, a black eye suddenly approached Marin's mouth!

With an evil smile, it tried hard to push out from Marin's mouth, staring wantonly at the pale-faced people standing outside...

……

[The author has something to say:

Hey, didn't expect it, this chapter is the horror.

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