I eat candy in the horror world

"Gone?" Uncle Lin came over from the living room, "Why are you in a daze?"

Song Xi: "The knock on the door just now..."

Uncle Lin hurriedly interrupted, "I heard it, and I saw it." He looked solemn for a moment, "Let's all be careful tonight. Brother Xiao Song, I don't know if you have heard of it, but the old people in our village always Said, if you don’t open the door in the middle of the night, ghosts will come in.”

Song Xi: "..."

"Well, Uncle Lin, you should also be more careful." Song Xi asked, "Do you want to move to the big room to live with us?"

Uncle Lin waved his hand: "Forget it, it's just a legend, and it may not be taken seriously. What's more, I still snore, which will disturb you."

While speaking, Zhang Li had already knocked on the upstairs door.

Wang Tong and the others were so big-hearted that they actually put people in and watered them.As soon as the person left, Zou Xiang lay down on the balcony guardrail and beat the balcony below with the clothes pole.

Song Xi poked his head out: "What's wrong?"

Zou Xiang put his hand on his ear and made a gesture to answer the phone.

Song Xi hurried back to the living room and put the handset that was not on-hook to his ear.There is a very slight electric sound in the earpiece, and the noise of the soles of slippers grinding against the ground.

The sound of knocking on the door jumped into the receiver, it was someone knocking on Aunt Li's door.

Aunt Li opened the door, her attitude was lukewarm, and her voice seemed vague: "Hey, come to water, it's really hard work. But it's okay, it's only a week of tiredness, just grit your teeth and pass."

Zhang Li didn't answer, and asked directly, "Where are the flowers?"

Aunt Li was also affected by Zhang Li's watering water before, and now she finally had a chance to retaliate, and said in a condescending tone, "On the balcony, if you don't have eyes, you can't see."

Zhang Li went to the balcony and found a young woman in a wrap skirt shoveling soil.The mud covered the woman's body, her face, her skirt, and her shoes were not clean anywhere.

Aunt Li folded her arms and leaned aside, like a vicious stepmother, "It's scattered all over the place, do you know how hard it took me to get this soil from the forest. By the way, after finishing all this, you Go to the soil in the forest and dig a few earthworms out, bring them back and throw them into flower pots."

"What!" Sister Zhen turned to look at Aunt Li with her eyes wide open, "You asked me to catch earthworms?!"

"What's the problem?" Aunt Li sneered, "It doesn't matter if there is any problem, I'll call everyone over and ask them to comment..."

"Why don't I fucking go!" Sister Zhen was so overwhelmed that she hurt her internally, and the action of shoveling the soil became more and more fierce, wishing that the soil in the flowerpot was Aunt Li's head.

Aunt Li walked away with a chuckle, and Sister Zhen squatted on the ground, knocking on the bottom of the basin with a small shovel.Zhang Li squatted down next to her, and said in a low voice, "Aunt Li has always been such a small-hearted person, but whoever has a grudge against her will be remembered for the rest of her life, and will take revenge when she gets the chance."

Sister Zhen is in a fit of anger, and it's rare to meet someone who is willing to complain with her.

Although Zhang Li is an aborigine, she looks ruddy and steaming, so she is definitely not a dead person or a ghost.Without even thinking about it, she continued, "I just knocked on the door a little too loudly, and she yelled at me and hit me!"

Her skin is tender, and the red marks on her arms have not completely disappeared. Sister Zhen said angrily: "What a hag! I don't know any man who can stand her."

"Really." Zhang Li said in awe, "Her husband can bear her, but I heard that because of..."

"What are you talking about?" Aunt Li returned to the balcony at some point, standing behind the two of them like a ghost, "What are you talking about, speak louder, let me listen too!"

Zhang Li got up slowly, "Why, you dare to do those stupid things, but you are afraid that people will tell. I just said what's wrong, you have the ability to hit me!"

Downstairs, Song Xi felt very helpless.

According to Aunt Li's temper of beating Sister Zhen before, maybe she will really do it.

As if to cater to his guess, there was a crisp "pop" sound from the receiver, and Song Xi was stunned when he heard it, he was really hit.

Zhang Li is not a vegetarian either, so she immediately slapped her back. After the two women slapped each other for three or four rounds, Song Xi heard the sound of something being thrown.

Uncle Lin sat in front of him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Xi put down the handset, turned on the speakerphone, and followed Wang Tong and the others knocking on the door. The five people gathered around the phone and listened with gusto.

Wang Tong commented: "Just now there was a bang upstairs, which startled me. I thought it was an earthquake."

Song Xi thought for a while and said, "It should be that the bookcase fell down. I heard Sister Zhen yelling on the phone."

Mao Qiang looked around, "Where's your younger brother, why isn't he here?"

Song Xi: "I asked him to confirm one thing."

If you really want to talk, you must tell the matter on the spot, and you won't wait for someone to break the casserole and ask the bottom line.

Mao Qiang was silent, and said forget it, knowing what to do so clearly, his IQ and ability are limited, he will help when he can, and be honest when he can't, as long as they find the exit, they can take him with them.

After a while, Jiang Su came back.

After entering the door, he nodded to Song Xi, and Song Xi immediately understood that the key belonged to 506.But why did it appear in the flat-nosed man's house?Could it be that he knew Hei Changzhi, and the other party left him a spare key on purpose?

There was a clang on the phone, and something was pushed down, followed by Sister Zhen's scream, "My hand, my hand!"

Several people by the phone looked at each other and decided to go up and have a look.

Sister Zhen's right hand was dripping with blood, obviously cut by something sharp.Seeing Song Xi, she didn't ask for help, but retreated in repulsion, "What are you doing here, are you watching my joke?"

Song Xi: "Let's see if you're dead or not."

"..." Sister Zhen's eyes cracked, "Song Xi! You..."

"What are you, don't your hands hurt?" Song Xi signaled Mao Qiang to get him away so that he wouldn't get in the way.

Being hurt by innocent people already made me angry, but now I was beaten up by Song Xi again, the fire in Sister Zhen's heart will only get hotter and hotter, seeing Mao Qiang's colorful hair makes me sick, "Don't fucking touch me, It looks like a poor ghost at first glance, get out!"

Mao Qiang was not a vegetarian. He pinched the woman's hand with his backhand, pressing his palm on her wound.

The stinging pain made Sister Zhen unable to exert herself, so she was forced to get out of the door.

The road was cleared, and Song Xi went straight in. The room was smashed into a mess, the TV screen on the TV cabinet was smashed and skewed, glass shards were everywhere on the ground, and the decorative vases were also smashed.

Song Xi looked at the two middle-aged women who were panting and glaring, "Are you all right?"

Aunt Li looked up at him, waved her hand and said it was all right.

She is very strong and has the upper hand in the fight with Zhang Li.He stood up effortlessly, looked down at her and said, "Go away, bitch."

Zhang Li bit her lip, her knee was cut by glass, red and swollen, "You wait for me."

Aunt Li snorted nonchalantly, but as soon as they left, her expression changed sharply, gloomy and full of resentment.

Song Xi didn't seem to see her expression, and asked warmly, "Auntie, do you need me to clean up for you?"

"Sweep the floor for me." Aunt Li commanded bluntly, "There are still a few of you at the door, you are standing outside at such a young age watching what is going on, come in and help."

Jiang Su went in first and took the broom in Song Xi's hand: "Brother, give it to me." He glanced around and pushed the person to a fairly clean place, "Don't walk around before the ground is clean, you will hurt your feet .”

Wang Tong froze and went to look at the soles of his shoes, which were covered with broken glass.

He smiled cheekily, wanting Song Xi to make room for him, but Jiang Su dragged him over with a mop in his hand, "I'll clean, you mop the floor."

Wang Tong: "..."

While mopping the floor, he observed Jiang Su. This kid's usual expression was expressionless, and he was only in his early twenties, but he always gave people the feeling that he had experienced a lot and was shrouded in mist.Not only that, as long as he wanted to, he only needed one look to double the pressure.

"Are you a soldier?" Wang Tong asked curiously.

"No." Jiang Su put the trash into a bag and threw it to the corner with his hands.

Wang Tong followed, "You and Song Xi are not brothers, are you? You don't look alike."

"It has nothing to do with you." Jiang Su turned around suddenly, her eyes darkened, and her eyes narrowed slightly, "If you want to go out, don't inquire so much, let alone bother my brother."

Wang Tong was taken aback by the other party's serious eyes, and subconsciously nodded.

Jiang Su returned to Song Xi, "It's finished cleaning, let's tidy up the cabinet."

In addition to the most common storage function, the cabinet also has a function of hiding secrets and storing things that are not easy to see.Song Xi didn't feel much about it when he came here a few times before, but this time, rummaging through boxes and cabinets is definitely his favorite activity.

none of them.

Song Xi and Jiang Su worked together to erect the collapsed cabinet, Song Xi squatted on the ground, carefully picked up all kinds of things that fell on the ground, and rearranged them.

There are many things in this pile, which are very complicated.There are books, boxes, and an old Hero pen.

As soon as he was about to touch the pen, Aunt Li screamed for him to stop.She bent down, picked up the pen and wiped it pitifully, wrapped it in toilet paper, and put it elsewhere alone.

Looking at Aunt Li's back, Song Xi had doubts about the origin of the pen.He asked Jiang Su in a low voice: "Aunt Li's parents gave you that pen just now, or did it come from her husband?"

"I don't know, but..." Jiang Su's finger clicked somewhere, "I found this."

Opening it up, it turned out to be a love letter.

The love letter is very old, and the handwriting and signature are blurred.I can vaguely see some ambiguous and nostalgic words such as "like you", "beautiful", "my heart".

The love letter is well hidden, placed in the outer casing of a book cover.If you don't open it on purpose, you won't find it at all.

Zou Xiang leaned over, took a look at the love letter, but didn't see anything.

"You guys said, it's not that Zhou Laosi wrote this to Aunt Li, right?" Thinking of the contents of that note, he became more and more certain, "So they are, they are lovers!"

Song Xi: "Look again, let's be more cautious."

Jiang Su put the love letter back, pretending that nothing happened.Aunt Li came out of the bedroom with her usual expression. When she saw the book with the love letter hidden in the cabinet, her expression changed obviously. She looked out in panic, and staggered back a step with a blue face.

The five people in Song Xi realized something, got up and looked out the door.

There was a man standing on the stairs. Because of the lower position, only half of the man's head could be seen from their angle.

Mao Qiang's forehead was sweating, "How long has this man been standing outside, did he hear everything we said?"

"No, I don't know." Zou Xiang's palms got tired and he was also sweating, "Why do I feel that the atmosphere is not right, why don't we withdraw."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xi had dragged his younger brother away!It's so embarrassing!

Everyone went back to Room 202 tacitly. As soon as they entered, Uncle Lin hurriedly waved at them: "Quick, come and listen!"

A man's roar came from the landline: "You still keep it, you still keep it! You shameless, how dare you!"

"Marrying such an alcoholic waste like you has ruined my whole life. Why, can't I leave some thoughts and nostalgia for myself?!"

"So it's really a love letter from my ex-boyfriend, Song..." Before my brother could say it, he felt someone glance at him, and Mao Qiang hurriedly changed his words, "Song Xi, it was you who said it, there is one at Zhou Si's house A photo with Aunt Li when she was young."

"Hmm." Song Xi answered absently, focusing all his attention on the phone.

"You call me a waste, how can you be better, you can't even give birth to a son for so many years! What's the use of my mother raising you!"

"I can't give birth, I think you have a problem!" Aunt Li scolded back, "Did you forget that you are the one who is dead, not me, you are that trash! You are also a man?"

The most painful wound was torn open, and Aunt Li's husband was very humiliated, "Shut up! Shut up!"

After the roar, there was the sound of fierce fighting.

It could be heard that the two were fighting each other, but due to the disparity in strength, Aunt Li was still at a disadvantage.

After a husband and wife fight, the man slams the door and leaves. Aunt Li sits on the ground and weeps, saying: "Why don't you die, why don't you die! You know how to drink every day, drink, I really hope that one day you can drink from upstairs. If I fall down, once everything is done, I can be clean..."

"Tsk, the husband and wife have such deep conflicts, why bother to live together." Uncle Lin shook his head incomprehensibly, "Isn't this torturing each other?"

Zou Xiang is more concerned about: "Is there a third party between them? Judging from the content of the quarrel, there must be."

Song Xi: "Maybe it's just the ex? Aunt Li and the person who wrote the love letter may have nothing to do with each other now."

"It must be related. It's okay. Why did you ask that question on the note?" Finally hearing a key clue, Zou Xiang was so happy, "I'll go back and write the answer right now!"

"Zou Xiang, wait a little longer." Song Xi called him to stop, "The ex is also a kind of relationship."

Friends from the past, lovers from the past, and even enemies who turned against each other are all relationships between people.

Zou Xiang was stunned, but still wanted to quickly write down the answer, "Then I will fill in two answers, the relationship with the ex, and the improper relationship during the process."

"How do you know that Aunt Li and Thursday are having an affair?" Wang Tong said aloud, "There is no date on the note to fill in the answers, we can wait."

Zou Xiang's tense body collapsed because of excitement, "Okay."

When night came, the sky was a dark blue that was almost black.

The three of Wang Tong had already gone back to rent a room upstairs, only Song Xi, Jiang Su, and Uncle Lin who fell asleep watching TV were left in 202.

Song Xi pushed Uncle Lin's arm, "Go in and sleep."

Uncle Lin opened his misty eyes, "Okay, then you should pay more attention at night and call me if you need anything."

Song Xi said to reassure him, and after watching the uncle enter the room, he also pushed Jiang Su to the bathroom, asked him to take a shower first, and tidy up the room by himself.

Take the cups placed on the coffee table into the kitchen one by one, rinse them with water, and put them in the cabinet one by one.

After finishing all this, he returned to the living room, and when he went to the entrance to turn off the light, there was a sound from the anti-theft door behind him.Something seems to be rubbing back and forth outside.

Song Xi looked out of the cat's eyes and was startled. On the other side of the cat's eyes was a pair of eyes.

Those eyes were wide open, with bloodshot eyes lying on the eyeballs, and the pupils in the irises were shrunk to the size of a pinhole.The peeping man lost his patience and began to knock on the door, which was the familiar three shorts and three longs.

Song Xi didn't move, but the bathroom door opened.

Jiang Su's hair was still wet, and water droplets rolled down his jaw and neck. He strode forward and kicked the door, "Go away."

After a moment of silence, the woman outside really left, and went upstairs to knock on Wang Tong's door.

Different from downstairs, her knock on the door was urgent and persistent, completely different from the night before, as if you won't leave until you open the door.

Wang Tong and the others dared not open the door, Zou Xiang and Mao Qiang huddled together on the sofa and pretended to be dead.As for Wang Tong, he was playing with coins again.

When the three coins were tossed up, they were all flowers.

He murmured, "You two, you are very fierce, very fierce, you can't open the door even if you kill yourself."

Mao Qiang was speechless: "If you want to tell me, you are an idiot to open the door."

The knock on the door lasted until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, for a full four hours, and no one came out to stop it, including Aunt Li who said before that there should be no noise in the building.

Not long after the knock on the door stopped, there was a sound from the balcony of 203.

Song Xi went to the balcony, Zou Xiang looked down at him with a bitter face, "Brother Xiao Song, why did she knock for so long tonight, is she urging me to answer quickly?"

Hearing this, Song Xi really felt like he was urging homework.

Zou Xiang said anxiously: "Why don't I fill in the answer, and I'll be safe if I fill it in."

Song Xi: "What if I make a mistake?"

Zou Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "If I fill in the wrong paper, I will die, then I will definitely die if I don't submit the answer on time. What if, I said, what if today is the last time to submit the paper." The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, his voice trembled, "Could it be that tomorrow morning, when you find me again, the body will be completely cold!"

Zou Xiang got the note, and he was the one who filled in the answers. Song Xi could only give suggestions, but could not control his emotions and actions, let alone make life-threatening choices for him.

He said, "It's up to you."

Zou Xiang thought that Song Xi was an experienced old man who could help him make a choice, but who knew that the other party would give such a vague reply.He panicked, "Don't let me go, you can help me think about it, or is there any other way."

"Your life is your own, and the choice is of course up to you." Jiang Su appeared behind Song Xi, looking at Zou Xiang with some impatience.

Zou Xiang was dumbfounded and lowered his head.

Wang Tong patted him on the back, "The chance of answering right and wrong is half, and the probability of death is also half. Of course, it is also possible that no matter whether you are right or wrong, you will not die. After all, no one has tried it. Who knows what will happen?" result."

"In case," Wang Tong emphasized, "I said in case, if you get the wrong answer, you will be rewarded instead."

Zou Xiang was about to cry, and the more he listened, the more pressure he felt, so he finally decided to listen to Song Xi for the time being and wait.

That night, the weather was extremely hot, and Song Xi lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He glanced at Jiang Su who had his eyes closed, and got out of bed and went to the balcony to enjoy the air.

His back was sticky and sweaty, and he was still hot as he sat on the rocking chair on the balcony.

Mao Qiang upstairs didn't sleep either, and also enjoyed the shade on the balcony.

Hearing the movement below, he called out: "Song Xi?"

"It's me." Song Xi recognized who it was, and said strangely, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Forget it, Zou Xiang was crying on the bed, I couldn't sleep because of the noise."

"..." Song Xi was a bit unexpected. In the previous relationship, Zou Xiang acted as a tough guy, but he didn't expect to be scared to cry.

Mao Qiang snorted lightly, "I don't know how timid I am, it's shameful."

"That's because the matter didn't fall on you." Song Xi said lightly, blocking Mao Qiang into silence.

After a while, Mao Qiang said: "Tell me about your previous experience."

"Okay." Song Xi said.

Mao Qiang said: "You wait, I will climb down."

Song Xi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously sat up straight, looked up and saw Mao Qiang's body hanging in mid-air, his legs were swinging back and forth, trying to use his strength to jump onto the balcony of 202.

A sense of strangeness flashed through his mind, he got up from the reclining chair and reached out for help, only to see Mao Qiang falling steadily beside him.

Mao Qiang's colorful hair flicked, and he supported the side of his neck and said, "My neck hurts a bit, it seems that I twisted it when I looked down."

Song Xi: "Then what should we do?"

Mao Qiang said, "Come closer, rub it for me."

"Sorry, I have a cleanliness freak, and I hate skin-to-skin contact with people." Song Xi refused decisively, and at the same time started to step back.

Mao Qiang raised his head abruptly, with a ferocious face, "It's just a small favor, why don't you help me!"

Song Xi's intuition was right, Mao Qiang really had a problem, who would be so angry because someone didn't rub his neck.He turned and ran, leaving the range of the balcony, and immediately wanted to close the glass door.

Mao Qiang's hand stretched out from between the glass doors that were about to close, and grabbed Song Xi's hand, "Come out, come out and help me, help me!"

The hand holding his wrist felt like a thorn, and Song Xi felt a slight tingling pain. He shook it away vigorously, but did not turn around directly, but suddenly opened the door and rushed out.

Mao Qiang obviously didn't react, he felt his whole body being hugged and lifted up by a force.

His body leaned against the guardrail, his feet were off the ground, his hands directly grabbed Song Xi's neck, and he said with a sinister smile, "If you want me to die, then we will die together, turn into ashes, and be blown by the wind. go anywhere."

Song Xi was so pinched that he had difficulty breathing, and the force in his hand was much weaker.

Just when he thought he was going to be killed by Mao Qiang, Jiang Su appeared, and Mao Qiang's body was pushed down directly, hitting the concrete floor.

Song Xi clutched his neck and coughed for a while, pulling Jiang Su to look down.

Looking down from the second floor is not too high. Mao Qiang was not killed by the fall. He turned around and got up, easily jumped up the wall, and climbed to the balcony of 202 again with a fierce look on his face.