Thriller Night Talk

Beiquan never delays in doing things, and his efficiency has always been very high.

Now that he accepted Liu Fan's commission, he decided to make a quick decision, and immediately asked Liu Fan to take him and Wei Fuyuan to visit those crazy workers.

Those four poor workers were in for nothing this time.

They just kept watch in the Liu family ancestral hall all night, but for some reason they were frightened to the point of madness.

The Liu family sent them to the best brain hospital in Fengxing City, where they stayed for two months, and they still haven't recovered... No, it should be said that their condition hasn't even improved much.

"But……"

Liu Fan called the nanny car at home, and personally accompanied Master Beiquan and his assistants to the Brain Hospital.

On the way, Liu Fan couldn't help being curious.

"Master Beiquan."

He opened his mouth and said:

"Those four workers were so crazy that they couldn't even recognize their own parents, wife and children, and what they said was nonsense, often without a coherent meaning."

Liu Fan looked at Beiquan hesitantly and tremblingly:

"Even if you go to ask them, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask anything?"

"Always try."

Bei Quan smiled faintly at Liu Fan, turned his head to look at Wei Fuyuan who was sitting beside him, and blinked playfully, "Is that right?"

Wei Fuyuan looked back at him indifferently.

After suffering countless losses, Wei Fuyuan has now somewhat figured out his lover's routine.

He bet that Beiquan would slap himself on the back of the head again later, let himself "fall" out, empathize with a lunatic, and show him what they saw before they went crazy.

Beiquan seemed to feel the dissatisfaction and accusation in Wei Fuyuan's sight, his right hand moved quietly on the car seat, his fingertips climbed onto the back of Wei Fuyuan's hand, and touched it soothingly.

--All right.

Wei Fuyuan thought helplessly.

——What else can I do?

——Of course I choose to forgive him.

Half an hour later, the nanny's car stopped in front of the Brain Hospital.

Liu Fan has been running around this place a lot lately, and he's already familiar with it.Allegory

He led Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan skillfully walked in a "bow" shape, from the north building to the south building at the rear, and arrived at the inpatient department of the schizophrenia department. After getting the access card, with the help of the nurse, he swiped open the iron gate separating the medical station and the inpatient department.

"The patients living here are all in serious condition, so the security is also strict."

While explaining, Liu Fan turned to the left and stopped in front of the door of Room 1203. BY Yudi

The door of the ward opened.

The room is not big, and the furnishings are extremely simple. The walls are covered with cushions, the windows are welded with grilles, and the tables, chairs, and bed cabinets have no sharp corners. It is simple, orderly, and strict, which makes people think of the word "prison".

A man in a blue and white hospital gown was sitting on the hospital bed, facing the wall, with his back bent, as if he was facing the wall and thinking about his past.

"Feng Mingguang, someone is here to see you."

The nurse called the patient's name from outside in a clear but not intimidating voice.

However, the man named Feng Mingguang turned a deaf ear and didn't respond at all.

"Okay, let's go in."

The nurse spread his hands regretfully, expressing his helplessness:

"15 minutes of visiting time, remember not to irritate him."

Liu Fan nodded repeatedly, thanked him, and then entered the room first.

"Old Feng? Old Feng?"

He changed his accent and patted the patient's shoulder twice.

However, Feng Mingguang remained silent, still facing the wall silently.

So Liu Fan put his hand on the opponent's shoulder, trying to force him over.

Beiquan stopped Liu Fan in time.

"Don't force him."

Beiquan laughed and said:

"There was no need to make him speak."

After finishing speaking, he raised his right hand, swift as lightning, and slapped Wei Fuyuan on the back of the head.

——You should say it in advance so that I can be mentally prepared!

When the soul left the body and flew towards Feng Mingguang, Wei Fuyuan had only one thought in his heart:

——It is not a gentleman not to avenge this revenge!

——Beiquan, I will definitely make you meow meow every day tonight!

In the next moment, Wei Fuyuan felt as if he had fallen into a sticky jelly, his vision went dark for an instant, and then brightened up again.

He found that he was in a shabby blue-board hut. Under his buttocks was a small horse tie with a height of no more than [-] centimeters. In front of him was a large electromagnetic fire boiler. Milky white steam, obviously the contents of the pot are boiling.

Next to him were two people, both in their 30s and [-]s, one was picking up some wet dishes from a bucket, and the other was busy pouring beer.

At this time, the wooden door opened.

A man in a yellow T-shirt strode into the board room, holding up a handful of green onions in his hand:

"I picked it up in the courtyard next door, it's so fresh!"

As he said that, Huang T-shirt lifted the lid of the pot, tore up the shallots and threw them into the pot.Allegory

The boiling water boiled, and the ingredients in the pot rolled up and down, and a spicy aroma came out.

Wei Fuyuan felt Feng Mingguang swallow hard.

The soup base is ready-made hot pot ingredients, and the ingredients are very common, such as pork, beef, mutton, mushroom balls, cabbage, fried tofu, etc. However, this group of people are heavy manual laborers who have worked hard all day, and a hot pot meal is for them , is already a great enjoyment.

Seeing that the ingredients were cooked, the four of them stopped being polite immediately, waved the colander, rushed to scoop up all the good ingredients in the pot into their own bowls, and made jokes about who got more and less from time to time.

Wei Fuyuan looked at it seriously.

Of course he wasn't greedy for this hot pot, he was paying attention to what could drive four young and middle-aged men crazy overnight.

However, Feng Mingguang was too focused on the delicious food in front of him, so he hardly moved his eyes away. Wei Fuyuan is now using his perspective, even if he wants to observe the surrounding situation, he is helpless, so he has to suppress his doubts for the time being and wait patiently The arrival of mutation.

Wei Fuyuan did not wait long.

At this moment, just hearing "Ah!!", the yellow T-shirt that had just been pulled onion suddenly let out a hysterical scream, and suddenly threw the bowl in his hand.

The porcelain bowl smashed into eight pieces on the floor, red soup, green vegetable leaves, white meat slices, and yellow tofu scattered all over the floor.

Including Feng Mingguang, the other three stared at the yellow T-shirt in amazement.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Someone asked in dialect:

"What the hell? Why did you smash the bowl?"

"There are bugs!"

The yellow T-shirt screamed: "There are worms in the bowl!"

"Hi!"

Another worker sneered:

"How normal is it to have bugs in our place? Even if you eat a little strong, you won't be able to smash the bowl, right?"

As he said that, the man purposely picked up a few vermicelli and stuffed them into his mouth.

Wei Fuyuan: "!!!"

At this moment, together with Feng Mingguang, who was peering into his memory with empathy, he felt his hairs stand on end and his scalp was numb.

Because they clearly saw that the vermicelli that the man put into his mouth was clearly a few brown ones with long strip-shaped segmented bodies and countless slender legs. They were alive and writhing and struggling. Anchovy!

Feng Mingguang instinctively lowered his head and looked at the bowl he was holding. BY Yudi

Wei Fuyuan saw that his bowl was not filled with sliced ​​meat, vegetables, tofu and vermicelli at all—it was a big bowl full of live insects of different sizes and varieties!

"Wow ah ah ah!!!"

Feng Mingguang's reaction was the same as that of the yellow T-shirt, throwing the bowl directly.

Not only him, but the other two have also found that the food in the bowl has turned into worms.

Everyone was horrified.

They jumped up, no one cared about the mess, and rushed towards the door.

At the critical moment, the door seemed to be against the four of them, but it couldn't be opened no matter what.

Obviously, the door is just a thin wooden board one centimeter thick, and it can be kicked open with a little effort.

But at this moment, the four strong and healthy construction workers couldn't open the door even after pulling, kicking and bumping.

Just when everyone was burning with anxiety, a more terrifying scene happened.

They heard the sound of "puchi, puchi" behind them.

Borrowing Feng Mingguang's eyes, Wei Fuyuan saw that the lid of the induction cooker was suddenly lifted by a strong force, and fell to the ground. Large strands of bugs came out of the pot continuously like a gushing spring. Out, one after another fell to the ground, rushing towards them again.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Everyone screamed like crazy.

However, no matter how frightened and frightened they were, they still couldn't stop the swarm from attacking.

Hundreds of thousands of live insects flooded this not-so-spacious prefabricated room, and surrounded the four people living in groups by the door, crawling up their trouser legs, covering their thighs, abdomen, chest, back, and neck, In the end, they were densely covered.

Even though Wei Fuyuan already has a lot of experience in "empathy" with people, he must say that this is the most disgusting, terrifying and uncomfortable experience he has ever encountered, bar none!

Those live insects—centipedes, gnats, earthworms, cockroaches, beetles, caterpillars, dung beetles... and many other horrible insects that he can't see or name get into your clothes, whizzing up against your skin Crawl, it climbed up to your face almost in an instant, and then got into your ears, nostrils, mouth and even eye sockets...

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Suddenly waking up, Wei Fuyuan jumped up from the floor, slapped his body desperately while jumping, as if he wanted to shake off the horrible feeling of insects crawling through the flesh and penetrating into the five senses just now. .

"Fuck! F*ck! F*ck!"

Wei Fuyuan's face was pale, and he scolded "Damn" three times in succession without regard to his demeanor:

"No wonder they are scared crazy! It's me, I want to go crazy too!!"

Beiquan hurriedly comforted his irritated lover, and while smoothing Wei Fuyuan's hair, he asked, "What did you see?"

Recalling the last scene before waking up, Wei Fuyuan shuddered and hugged himself tightly.

"It's so wicked!"

He replied:

"I see bugs! Lots and lots of bugs!"