I eat candy in the horror world

"Let's talk about something tomorrow..." Uncle Lin said, seeing that no one moved, he opened the window and looked out. The nearby windows were dark, and every household had already rested.

Strange to say, it is only past twelve o'clock now, judging from the different work and rest time of each person, it is rare for the entire building to turn off the lights.

Uncle Lin remembered that in the old community where his family lived, there were always a few night owls in almost every building.

"Tomorrow will be tomorrow." Zou Xiang looked at several people pleadingly, "Tomorrow you will help me find the one named Thursday, yes, you will not leave me alone."

He picked up the note, even if other people refused to help, there is nothing wrong with it, it can only be blamed on his bad luck.But he was afraid, fearful, cowardly, and didn't dare to face it alone.

Even if this may put other people in danger, he also selfishly hopes that everyone can help him.

Song Xi saw his worry, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Helping you is also helping us, go to sleep, and stop thinking about it."

Zou Xiang and Mao Qiang slept in the same room, lying on the bed tossing and turning, no matter whether they put their hands on their chest or abdomen, whether they were lying on their side or curled up, they could not sleep peacefully.

He felt a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

"Mao Qiang." Zou Xiang shouted tremblingly, "Can I sleep with the light on?"

Mao Qiang turned over, faced Zou Xiang, and said something vaguely in his mouth.Zou Xiang subconsciously leaned over, "What did you say?"

Mao Qiang's voice became louder, "No."

His voice was cold and stiff, with a weak tone, as if someone had strangled his neck.Zou Xiang retreated abruptly and looked at Mao Qiang's face. His colorful hair turned black and straight at some point, and his face with his eyes closed turned into a soft oval face.

No, that's not Mao Qiang, it's a woman's face.

Zou Xiang yelled "Ah", turned over and wanted to get off the bed, but the woman easily grabbed his feet and dragged him back.The cold body pressed against Zou Xiang's body, and greasy fingers brushed his lips, "What are you doing getting out of bed, do you want to turn on the light?"

The woman's breath was cold, "I said no, can't you hear me?"

"Listen, I heard it." Zou Xiang trembled, his eyes were red with fright, the woman in front of him looked so weird, he couldn't figure out why Mao Qiang lying beside him changed his appearance.I couldn't even understand why the woman stopped at the corner of his mouth.

The long nails dug into the corners of his lips and sunk in. Zou Xiang felt something rub against his teeth and gums... His mouth became an unexplored space, the nails were the detectors, and the manipulated "detection "Item" woman, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth were stained with a bright smile.

Running, unable to run, talking, he lost his voice in fright.

Zou Xiang was numb in place, but soon, he felt the slightest pain.The woman's nails pierced his gums, as if they were going to pull out the teeth together with their roots!

"Don't, don't!" Zou Xiang shouted loudly, kicking wildly without knowing where the strength came from.

"Are you sick?" A loud shout fell, and the dark room was illuminated by lights.

After Mao Qiang turned on the light switch at the head of the bed, he quickly turned over and got down on the ground, rubbed his buttocks and cursed: "Are you sick? I was kicked awake by you as soon as I fell asleep. Don't you sleep and others don't sleep either!"

"You..." Zou Xiang's expression was very bad, "You didn't talk to me just now? You just lay down?"

Mao Qiang rolled his eyes, "Could it be that I'm still lying on top of you?"

"Mao Qiang." Zou Xiang suddenly called out in a low voice, Mao Qiang was overwhelmed by his voice, and his voice dropped several degrees, "Why, what's the matter?" He glanced around and felt that the atmosphere was strange.

Zou Xiang said: "Song Xi and Wang Tong are right. This place is not clean and there are ghosts."

"Stop talking fucking nonsense!" Mao Qiang was confused, but he couldn't let himself admit it, "They don't have a clear mind, don't you? There are no ghosts in this world, and there are no ghosts in any world."

The last two sentences were loud, and I don't know whether they were refuting Zou Xiang or encouraging myself.

Zou Xiang shook his head and told what happened just now.Mao Qiang turned pale and asked if he had a nightmare and couldn't distinguish reality from dreams.

"No, I'm sober." Zou Xiang's voice threw a boulder into Mao Qiang's restless heart, making him restless.

Mao Qiang swallowed his saliva, laughed twice and climbed back onto the bed, but when he thought of the place where Zou Xiang said he had lay down, and a strange woman, he felt uncomfortable and got out of bed again.

Mao Qiang: "Let's stop sleeping in the house and go to the living room."

The sofa in the living room is fairly spacious, and it should be no problem to squeeze two people.Zou Xiang thought it was feasible, and followed Mao Qiang to the living room.

The door leading to the balcony from the living room was left open, and the sound of snoring floated up from downstairs, giving the two of them an inexplicable sense of security.

The snoring was so loud that it could be heard upstairs, and Song Xi who lived next door to Uncle Lin could hear it even more.

He didn't sleep as well as Jiang Su. He finally fell asleep and was woken up by snoring. Now he couldn't fall asleep anyway. He kept his eyes open until dawn, reviewing the contents of the txt file in his mind.

Aunt Li and Uncle Li are husband and wife, they happen to have the same surname.

The former tenant of 202 was a pervert.

There is also a wretched uncle named Qiu who steals underwear.

By the way, there is also a beautiful girl named Fang Nannan.

These are the key figures in the txt, and there is no mention of Thursday. Song Xi has a vague feeling that it should be difficult to find out about Thursday from the residents.

There was gradually light outside the window, Song Xi didn't sleep most of the night, and he was still in good spirits.With great effort, he removed the arms and long legs that were wrapped around him, and got out of bed softly.

The toothbrush and towels are all from the rental house. The quality is very poor.

He lowered his head to spit out the bloody froth in his mouth, and was about to straighten up when something slipped from the back of his neck.

Just as he stood up straight and turned around, the bathroom door opened.There was no trace of sleepiness on Jiang Su's face, he stood in front of Song Xi with his slightly messy hair, with a serious expression, "There is something."

Song Xi recalled the feeling of the back of his neck, and walked to Jiang Su's side in two steps, "Something touched me just now, I thought it was an illusion."

"Where did I touch you?" Jiang Su asked.

Song Xi lowered his head and nodded at the back of his neck, "It's right here, it surprised me."

The young man's neck was soft and slender, and the bones protruded slightly as he lowered his head. Jiang Su pressed his hand on it, rubbing his fingertips along the bones.

Song Xi turned sideways to avoid his hand, "What are you doing?"

"Why not." Jiang Su narrowed his eyes slightly and recalled, "The first time I saw you, you just pressed me back and forth like this."

Song Xi remembered it, and said awkwardly: "You were still young at that time. When I picked you up, my palm just stuck to the vest. Actually, I didn't mean it, I just thought you were too thin."

It is hard to imagine that the thin and pale child with wounds on his hands will grow into a mature man of 1.9 meters in the near future.

Song Xi thought it was miraculous and unbelievable, and felt that he was very lucky to meet Jiang Su.

The two squeezed into the small space to brush their teeth and wash their faces. After finishing, Song Xi went to the kitchen to cook porridge before knocking on the door of the small bedroom.

Uncle Lin's snoring stopped abruptly, and after a while, he opened the door with his shoes on.

"Uncle Lin, breakfast is ready." Song Xi glanced into the room and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good." Uncle Lin rubbed his waist, "It's just that the bed is too soft, and my back is uncomfortable when I sleep."

"Shall I remove a mattress for you?" Song Xi asked.

Uncle Lin nodded, smiling kindly, "Okay, as long as you don't think Uncle and I are too troublesome." After speaking, he took a toothbrush and towel from the bed and went to the bathroom.

Song Xi walked in, and the curtains in the room were light-colored gauze curtains, which couldn't block too much light even if they were closed.

He tidied up the quilt, put it on the stool, and looked around while pulling out the quilt underneath.Everything in the house is normal, nothing weird.

Song Xi was actually a little scared. Uncle Lin was such a heavy sleeper that he wouldn't know if something sneaked in and killed him.

After breakfast, the three of them went upstairs to join the people in 203.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Xi heard Aunt Li, who lived in 204 upstairs, standing on the balcony and shouting loudly: "You damn rascal, why don't you come here? This is how you serve me! You beat me all over my body!" It's an injury, it's right to serve me, if you don't come again, I'll let Zhou Laosi kill you!"

The natives of this world cannot be easily offended. Sister Zhen suppressed her resentment and poked her head out of the next unit, "Come right away!"

Song Xi noticed the words "Zhou Laosi", he shuddered, turned his head and looked behind him, and the others were also looking at him in surprise.

Zhou Laosi should be the "Thursday" mentioned in the note. Song Xi looked up, and Aunt Li had already returned to the house.

Looking at other places, one after another, the heads watching the excitement retracted one after another. The movements were not neat, but there was a tacit understanding, as if the same thing had been done countless times.

"What shall we do next?" After sitting down in the living room, Zou Xiang excitedly said, "Who exactly is Aunt Li talking about on Thursday? Song Xi, did you find anything on the balcony just now?"

"No." Song Xi said, "Xiaoying and I went to the landlord to see if we could get some news. You should go and familiarize yourself with the environment first."

"I'm going to find that woman!" Zou Xiang pulled Mao Qiang to stand up together, and told what happened last night.

Halfway through hearing it, Song Xi interrupted him, "Hei Changzhi?"

"Yes." Zou Xiang got goosebumps all over his body when he thought of that hair. If it were real, it would be a proper killer of straight men.

"I've seen her too." Song Xi said, "She talked with Sister Zhen in the corridor before."

"What? Then she's not a ghost?" Zou Xiang was confused. Could it be that what happened last night was his own hallucination?

"Not necessarily." People's hearts may be scarier than ghosts, and scary ghosts can also wear human skin to confuse others, Song Xi warned, "It's best to be careful."

in broad daylight,

With Mao Qiang as his companion, Zou Xiang became more courageous, but he was still uneasy, and looked expectantly at Wang Tong who had been drinking water.

Wang Tong was disgusted by his eyes, "Stop staring, I'll be with you."

"Everyone has something to do, I'm too embarrassed to stay in the house." Uncle Lin rubbed his sore waist and said to Song Xi, "Let's go, let's go to some activities with you."

In Unit [-], the landlord happened to take the dog out for a walk.

He was pulling the dog leash in one hand, humming in his mouth, and holding a newspaper and paper bag for picking up shit in the other.Song Xi has seen too many similar people in real-world communities. If there is no world background, the landlord looks no different from people from the outside world.

It was impossible to expect Jiang Su to talk to others, and Uncle Lin arrived for the first time, and Song Xi happened to go up to meet him.

"Going out for a walk with the dog?" Song Xi said some nonsense, squatted on the ground with bright eyes, reached out and touched the dog's head, "It's so cute, it's Corgi."

The puppy didn't hide after being touched on the head, but boldly pushed Song Xi's hand with his head.

The landlord tightened the dog's leash, lifted the dog roughly from the ground, and put it behind him, "What are you doing here, don't say that you are looking for me."

Song Xi got up and said with a smile: "Mr. Landlord, we picked up a note at the door yesterday. The signature on it said it was for you, and it was specially delivered today."

"You're lying! There can never be a signature on a note!" The landlord evaded like a snake and dragged the dog back a few steps, staring at Song Xi vigilantly, fearing that he would approach.

Song Xi said innocently, "Don't you believe it, then I'll show you." Putting his hand in his pocket, he gestured to take the note.

The landlord resisted very much, "I don't want to watch it, get out, get out immediately!"

Seeing that the other party did not listen to the reprimand, he took several steps back.Song Xi stuffed back the half-drawn paper and made a gesture of surrender, "Okay, I won't take it out anymore, don't get excited."

The landlord gasped for breath, making sure that the young man would not make any further movements. He stood still holding the dog leash, "You go now, and don't come to me, I don't know anything."

Isn't this 300 taels of silver here? Song Xi winked at Jiang Su.The landlord only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and his hands were pressed against his back, and someone suppressed him from behind.

Uncle Lin was dumbfounded. Is it really okay to be so simple and rude? !

Song Xi walked over and put his hands on his trouser pockets. The landlord immediately turned from anger to panic, thinking that the young man was going to take out a note again, so he simply closed his eyes tightly, refusing to open them no matter what.

It seems that the residents here are very repulsed by the existence of the note, and have reached the point of fear.

"I saw a woman yesterday with an oval face, long black hair, and she was very beautiful. Do you know her?" Song Xi kept looking at the landlord's face while describing her appearance, and found that his lips were trembling, and his face was blue and white.

The one who peeked at them from the cat's eyes yesterday was the long straight woman. He might be the one who knocked on the door in the middle of the night. Song Xi tentatively said, "I saw her put down the note with my own eyes. Who is she and why did she knock on our door?"

"I don't know! I don't know anything!" The landlord struggled, kicking and kicking his legs on the ground, and the dog leash was pulled along with his movements, causing the corgi to bark.

Song Xi pressed his arm and asked in a low voice, "She put the note, right?"

"I don't know!" The landlord opened his eyes, bloodshot inside, he said viciously, "Don't try to find out anything from me, you can't tell anything about her, you can't tell anyone, you will die!"

From his fierce reaction, Song Xi had already confirmed eight points, the note was black and straight, she was the one who knocked on the door, and she was the one who peeped through the cat's eyes.

As for what appeared on Zou Xiang's bed last night, he couldn't be sure whether it was a hallucination caused by Zou Xiang's fright, or whether the woman really climbed into his bed.

Song Xi brought the dog over, and couldn't help touching the furry dog's ears again. Jiang Su frowned, and suddenly tightened his grip on the landlord, causing the landlord to groan in pain.

Song Xi didn't care much, and asked again: "Who is Zhou Lao Si, and what is his relationship with Aunt Li?"

"You can't say it, you will die if you say it, you will die." The landlord repeated these two sentences.

Uncle Lin, who was standing by the side, rolled his eyes and asked, "Where does Laosi Zhou live?"

The landlord immediately shut his mouth, and Uncle Lin said, "Don't tell me, brother Xiao Song, take out the note."

"404!" the landlord growled, "he lives in 404!"

Jiang Su let go, and followed Song Xi into the second unit.The three of them went up to the fourth floor and found that the door of room 4 was unlocked.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door and walked in.

The room was filled with a stench and an unspeakable greasy feeling. Song Xi signaled Jiang Su to go to the big bedroom, and went into the small bedroom by himself. Uncle Lin was in charge of guarding the door, so as to inform someone.

The small room was pitch black, Song Xi touched the switch on the wall, and with a click, the light turned on, exposing everything in the bedroom.

One by one, they were hung on the iron hooks on the ceiling, wearing all kinds of internal organs, large and small. Judging from the size, they should be pigs and cows.Some of the internal organs have become moldy and shriveled, and the blood dripping on the ground has deposited into groups of black marks.

Resisting the desire to vomit, Song Xi bent down and passed under the internal organs, went to the cabinet inside, and opened the upper drawer.

There are knives in the cabinet, the blades are pitch black, only the sharp blades are silver.

Due to years of use, the handle of the knife is greasy and covered with pulp, and the newspaper under it is stained with dark blood.This was most likely the home of a butcher.

Squat down and open the cabinet below, there are several jars inside.Song Xi's heart speeded up suddenly, and his fingertips trembled slightly. After a short pause, he decided to lift the lid and take a look.

The lid and the body of the altar were stuck by the deposited dust, and with the sound of "Bo", Song Xi sat down on the ground.He quickly got up and approached carefully, an unpleasant stench hit his face, he stretched out his hand and hooked the jar towards him, the contents inside flowed with the tilt of the jar.

It turned out to be blood.

Probably because the time was too long, the water evaporated, the blood was very viscous, and there were a few eyeballs floating on it.

The eyeballs are too big, they are definitely not human.

Song Xi reset the jar, covered it, closed the cabinet door and left the room.This butcher doesn't know what his habit is, and he wants to save both viscera and blood.

Glancing at Uncle Lin who was firmly guarding the door, he went to the big room next door.

Jiang Su's movements were neat, fast, and very cautious, and every moved place was returned to its original state.He waved to Song Xi, and when someone approached, he picked up a photo inside.

The photo showed a man and a woman. They had never seen the man before, but the woman, Song Xi, looked familiar.

Jiang Suqu flicked his finger on the woman's face, "It's Aunt Li when she was young."

Song Xi suddenly realized, and at the same time, he felt admiration. The cat's eyes look a little distorted, but even so, Susu can connect the two together, she has good eyesight.

The two people in the photo are standing left and right, with a fist distance between them, without any overstepping posture.

"Classmates, ordinary friends, brothers and sisters, what kind of relationship do you think they belong to?"

"Friend?" Jiang Su rarely showed an uncertain expression, even a little confused. The man in the photo had a serious expression, and the woman also had a serious expression, but her eyelashes drooped slightly, as if she had something on her mind.

Song Xi sighed, "Ask Uncle Lin, I can't tell either."

Uncle Lin also sighed after watching, "Their stances and expressions are very regular, so I'm not sure."

Although it is impossible to distinguish the relationship between the two, at least it is confirmed that the two have known each other for many years, which is a gain anyway.Song Xi put the photo back, came to the living room, rummaged through the box and found another photo.

The photos were not deliberately hidden, they were placed in the drawer under the TV, just like the photo frame in 202, the photo frame at Zhou Si's house was also turned upside down.

The difference is that there are not only five people in the photo, but seven people.

The background is the top of a majestic mountain. Everyone is wearing fisherman hats and looks like they have just climbed to the top of the mountain.Judging from their clothes, there were three women and four men.

The woman in the middle is painted black all over.

Song Xi took out the photo and touched it. The ink had dried up for a long time and could not get on his fingers.So the previous guess was wrong, not everyone has the same picture at home, and the same woman in different pictures.

Just as he was about to put down the photo, his finger was stung suddenly.

His eyes flicked to the middle finger of his right hand, and the edge of the photo actually cut his finger.After the blood stained the photo, it began to smudge toward the center.

Song Xi threw away the photo, and the fluffy photo paper fell to the ground. The blood had already stained the center and crawled on everyone.Clothes of different colors on different people were stained blood, and laughter rang out in their ears, piercing their eardrums.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Su grabbed Song Xi's arm and pulled him into his arms. Seeing him covering his ears in pain, he pressed his hands together to cover the young man's ear-covering hands and cheeks.

"Song Xi, Song Xi." Jiang Su's arms clamped the person tightly and fixed him in his arms. He looked at the photo, and the blood on the red clothes faded away in an instant, leaving only small traces on the corners.

The laughter disappeared, Song Xi let go, "It's gone..."

He broke free from Jiang Su's arms, looked down at the photo, and recovered.There was dead silence all around, and the smell in the room was still there, but he felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Jiang Su squinted slightly to look at the ceiling, and quickly retracted a pair of white hands at the edge of the lampshade.

"Someone is coming!" Uncle Lin rushed in and shouted in a low voice, grabbed the two of them and ran out, and at the end he didn't forget to close the anti-theft door for Butcher Thursday.

In order to avoid bumping into people going upstairs, they temporarily stayed on the fifth floor.

Song Xi turned his back to rooms 305 and 306, and looked back warily when he heard the sound of bumping.

Uncle Lin also heard the voices in the two rooms, walked over slowly, put his hands on the door silently, bent his knees and pressed half of his face against the door.

Song Xi was a little confused at first, until he saw Uncle Lin close one eye, and the image of being peeped by a woman through the cat's eye yesterday immediately flashed through his mind.

From another angle, if he was not standing inside the door but behind the woman, her posture at that time was exactly the same as Uncle Lin's posture at this time.