I eat candy in the horror world

Gossip is like a knife, and when it hurts someone seriously, blood can be seen.

Everything that happened ten minutes ago is the best proof.

Song Xi took a deep breath after drinking the mung bean soup, "I don't think Zou Xiang's doubts about himself are wrong. You need to fill in the correct answer on the note to pass the test. But he made a mistake. Based on false rumors, the people who wantonly made up became the same type, and then pushed Aunt Li to the end together."

Jiang Su: "The sound of the sphere rolling before is an omen."

The mung bean soup was warm, but Song Xi felt cold in his stomach.Uncle Lin shivered beside him, his voice was low and hoarse, "If this is the case, will Zou Xiang be in danger?"

A silence answered him.

Uncle Lin opened his mouth, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. He is considered a person of his age who can be open-minded, but when he really faces death, and this death is close to him, and even falls on him, he still I can't help trembling, wanting to stay far away.

Song Xi put down the bowl, and the spoon made a crisp sound when it hit the porcelain bowl.

Almost at the same time, there was a grunting sound from the ceiling, and a ball rolled against the floor.

Song Xi paused and looked up in surprise.

The electric lights fell silently, the white ceiling looked gloomy and pale, and the sound of gurgling went from one end to the other, and rolled back from the other end.

In contrast, Jiang Su looked much calmer. He half-closed his eyes, moved his fingertips slightly, raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Xi, then clasped the bottom of the bowl with his fingertips, and took up Song Xi's remaining half bowl of mung bean porridge .

Uncle Lin was also in panic. Seeing him suddenly pick up the bowl, he froze for a moment. His first reaction was, "Why, you want to throw the bowl on it?"

Jiang Su: "No."

After speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and drank it in small sips.There was a gleam of light in the gentle eyes, as if he had tasted some delicious food.

Uncle Lin: "..."

No matter what time it is, I can still drink it.

This young man is unusual.

Song Xi reacted quickly, opened the door and ran out.Jiang Su just finished drinking, put down the bowl and followed.

The door of 203 was closed firmly, Song Xi felt a little uneasy in his heart, and the hand knocking on the door was shaking.Unexpectedly, the door opened quickly.

"What's the matter, didn't you mean to rest?" Wang Tong supported the door frame and looked suspiciously at the two people outside.

Song Xi: "Where's Zou Xiang? Is he okay?"

"Okay." Wang Tong noticed something, "What's the matter, did you find something new?"

Song Xi didn't have time to make a long story short, pushed aside Wang Tong and entered quickly, and pushed open Zou Xiang's bedroom door.

Zou Xiang sat on the edge of the bed intact, with his hands clenched tightly, his expression gloomy.Hearing the sound, he looked towards the door, and just greeted him without much energy.

Mao Qiang sat on a small bench beside him, looked up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Song Xi glanced around the room and asked, "Didn't you hear anything?"

"What sound?" Mao Qiang was blank.

After Wang Tong closed the door and came forward, the bullhead said two words, "The living room?"

"Yeah." Song Xi ran too fast, panting a bit, "There is the sound of a ball rolling in the living room." He paused, looked into Wang Tong's eyes seriously, and said firmly, "Did you hear it, or did you see it? "

Wang Tong's face sank, "I heard." He pinched his eyebrows with two fingers, "I thought I heard it wrong."

"What sphere, why didn't I hear it?" Zou Xiang's eyes were bloodshot, maybe he was too nervous, his lip was bitten, and the blood oozing from his lip flowed to his chin.

Mao Qiang handed over a piece of paper, "Wipe your mouth." Zou Xiang's look made him panic, as if he had just eaten human flesh.

Zou Xiang took it and wiped off the blood, the red spot on the paper made him feel chills all over his body, and the coolness rushed into his heart along the pores and bones.

He was completely panicked, and his voice was tinged with tears, "Will I die? Is my answer wrong? It must be. She glanced at me when she left. I remember that look clearly..." As in Look at a dead man.

"It's okay." As an old man, Song Xi's comforting words were slightly more effective than Mao Qiang, "Don't think too much, so as not to mess up your position and give her an opportunity."

Song Xi was talking about Hei Changzhi, and Zou Xiang tacitly assumed that he was Aunt Li's friend.He nodded indiscriminately, pulled himself together, went to the kitchen and took a kitchen knife in his hand.

"From now on I will cheer up and be vigilant."

"No, big brother, what are you doing with this, don't call yourself a ghost, even we dare not approach you." Mao Qiang persuaded helplessly, "Why don't you let it go, it's scary."

In case Zou Xiang went crazy and hacked recklessly without his relatives recognizing him, everyone in the house would die.

Isn't that how ghost stories are played?

Wang Tong also disagreed, "Put down the knife, it's too dangerous."

"No!" Zou Xiang resolutely said, "I heard that things like kitchen knives often see blood, have a strong evil spirit, and can block ghosts."

As a semi-professional, Wang Tong strongly denied, "Impossible."

Zou Xiang couldn't listen at all, he held the kitchen knife in both hands, and retreated into the corner deep in the bed.Thinking of something, he raised the knife sharply, "I heard that ghosts can go to the human body, so it's best for you to stay in your own room and don't move around at will."

Song Xi: "...I think it's most dangerous for you to be alone."

Zou Xiang's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and Song Xi's words sounded ulterior motives in his ears. He suspected that this might be someone who was caught in the upper body, and he deliberately wanted to persuade everyone to stay here, so as to catch them all.

Zou Xiang stood up excitedly, pointing the knife in Song Xi's direction, "Get out, get out!"

Song Xi was afraid that he would really rush over, so he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "I'll go, I'll go with Xiaoying, don't get excited."

After speaking, he looked at Mao Qiang, "You go too."

As for Wang Tong, he left when Zou Xiang chased him away for the first time.

He was sitting in the living room with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "It's a disease, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad."

Thinking of Zou Xiang's guard against everyone, Song Xi's expression was not very good, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Mao Qiang looked at Song Xi, "Brother Song, are you still going down tonight? Why don't you let Uncle Lin come up, let's stay together."

Song Xi thought for a while, "Okay, I'll call him."

Mao Qiang glanced at the room where Zou Xiang was, and said cautiously: "Let your brother come with you, we'd better not act alone now."

Uncle Lin knew that he was of no use, other than being steady and being obedient, when he heard Song Xi say that he was going upstairs, he agreed without asking anything, and before he left, he took the remaining half pot of porridge with him, so that he could serve it as a supper at night.

Same as before, Song Xi and Jiang Su squeezed on the couch, and Uncle Lin slept on the single sofa alone.Mao Qiang couldn't enter the house, and Wang Tong was alone in the house, so he didn't feel safe enough.After thinking about it again and again, he hugged a quilt and came out to make a bed on the floor.

It was late at night, and every family was already asleep.

Uncle Lin returned to the living room from the balcony, "They all turned off the lights, and their schedules are terribly uniform."

I didn't sleep well last night, and today was another day of turmoil. Song Xi couldn't hold on anymore, so he patted Jiang Su's knee, "Go over there, I'll wait."

Jiang Su refused to leave, he pursed his lips, and shook hands on both sides, "Why don't you lie on my lap."

"Ah?" Song Xi was taken aback, "Don't you need to rest for a while?"

"No, I'm not sleepy." The expectation on Jiang Su's face changed from restrained to obvious, and he almost stretched out his legs directly.

Song Xi couldn't bear to reject the child's kindness, "Well, tell me if your leg is numb."

Jiang Su moved over, bringing her knees together, her heart couldn't restrain the tension, and her muscles became tense.The moment Song Xi lay down, all the cells in his body screamed, excited, agitated, and there was an unknown softness.

Song Xi patted the young man's knee with his hand, "Relax your muscles, it's too hard."

As if afraid of scaring people away, Jiang Su said softly, "Okay."

Mao Qiang turned over on the ground, there was no pillow, the quilt was thin, and everything was hard.He looked up obliquely, Song Xi's legs were slightly bent, and he was lying sideways on the soft sofa.That's all, what's annoying is that he has a meat pillow!

Uncle Lin cleared his throat, "Mao Qiang, don't turn over, it makes me upset."

Mao Qiang: "..."

The room was completely quiet, everyone closed their eyes, but none of them really fell asleep, and their consciousness fluctuated between awake and fuzzy.

Time flows in silence, no one knows whether it is fast or slow, maybe ten minutes, maybe a few hours, Mao Qiang suddenly turned over and sat up, he opened his eyes and looked around in panic.

something...

There is something! !

Gulu, Gulu, Gulu, it seemed that there was a ball rolling around him.

Hearing the rustling sound, he looked warily in Song Xi's direction, and met a pair of sober eyes.Song Xi didn't know when he woke up, and looked at him straight up.

Mao Qiang opened his mouth to speak, but the young man made a silent gesture to him.

Mao Qiang closed his mouth tightly, lay down again, and pretended nothing happened.

The invisible ball was still rolling in the living room, like a beast patrolling its territory, coming from the corner to the TV cabinet, and then from the TV cabinet to the door of Wang Tong and Zou Xiang.

Every minute and every second that follows is always rolling.

Song Xi turned over and faced Jiang Su. He grabbed Jiang Su's clothes with his fingers and pulled them down, "Did you see the ball?"

Jiang Su said no, he raised his eyes and looked at a random place, hesitantly put his hand on Song Xi's back, and patted it: "Sleep a little longer."

Song Xi: "..."

Su Su is awesome, the ghosts are circling them, but his expression remains the same, he is not disturbed in the face of danger, and he still has the leisure to let him continue to sleep.

Jiang Su's existence is a reassurance, and the slander belongs to the slander, Song Xi still closes his eyes and continues to rest his mind.His attention was focused on his ears, but the continuous purring gradually became a lullaby.

Song Xi fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already daylight.

Song Xi opened his eyes and was startled. Uncle Lin's face was very close, and there was another face with a rainbow head beside him.

Mao Qiang: "You slept soundly."

Uncle Lin straightened up, "He also slept soundly."

Song Xi followed Uncle Lin's gaze upwards, and saw Jiang Su's sharp chin and prominent Adam's apple.Probably because of his brain twitching, he actually reached out and touched the young man's chin.

Slippery, as if he had never seen him grow a beard.

Thinking about it this way, Song Xi also noticed that his beard didn't grow any longer every time he came in, as if time was frozen the moment he came in.

He suddenly remembered the white mist he passed through every time he left, maybe the recovery of the wound had nothing to do with the white mist.

Rather, when leaving, as long as people are still alive, no matter how badly they are injured, their bodies will return to the state when they came in.

Because they do not belong to this world, but belong to people in reality.

But what about Jiang Su?Song Xi couldn't help touching the young man's chin again, time seemed to be of no use to him.

Touching and touching, Song Xi secretly clicked his tongue.It's so slippery, and the lines of the bones are so perfect.For such a beautiful cub, it is understandable that there are so many strange things about him.

"Brother." Jiang Su opened his eyes at some point, his voice was hoarse, obviously just waking up, "Is it easy to touch?"

Song Xi withdrew his hand awkwardly, "It's okay." He recovered in a second, got up numbly, knelt on the sofa and hammered Jiang Su's legs twice, "How is it, are your legs numb?"

Jiang Su was fine, and he didn't feel tired after sitting all night, but when he saw Song Xi's concerned expression, his words changed.

Recalling An Jianing's coquettish tone with Kang Jie, his Adam's apple moved, his voice was lowered to reveal his secrets, and he lowered his eyelids on purpose, "Mum, I can't stand up."

Song Xi blamed himself and felt distressed. He wanted to blow his head off, but why did he suddenly fall asleep.Kneading, pressing and beating lightly on the young man's thigh, his hands became soft, "Is it better?"

"En." The young man's voice was still so low that Song Xi thought he had crippled his legs with a pillow.

Just thinking about whether to press it for a while, Jiang Su stood up naturally and went into the bathroom.

Song Xi was really relieved, and only then remembered more important things.

He asked Uncle Lin: "You should have gone to see Zou Xiang, he...is he pretty good?" If something happened, Mao Qiang would have already started screaming, how could he bend over and look at him like a gorilla .

"It's fine." Uncle Lin said, "Wang Tong is fine, he's still sleeping."

Mentioning Zou Xiang, Mao Qiang became angry, and complained: "He was so dazed! As soon as I went in, he almost threw the kitchen knife over! It's so early in the morning, so fucking unlucky."

"Is he in a better mood?" Song Xi began to worry. Here, the two ethereal things of luck and emotion are very important.The former determines the bid winning rate, and the latter determines the mortality rate.

Once the mood is bad, people will easily expose their weaknesses.

Song Xi said, "Let me go and have a look."

Zou Xiang's room had the curtains drawn and the lights turned on, and there was a strange smell in the room.Song Xi glanced at the unknown liquid on the ground, and understood, this man didn't dare to go out all night, so he urinated on the ground.

Fearing that Zou Xiang would really fly over with a kitchen knife, Song Xi raised his hands before the door was pushed open, "Zou Xiang, it's me, I'll come in to see you."

"Get out!" Zou Xiang growled violently.

Song Xi still went in and stopped at the door.

Zou Xiang was completely different from when he first came in. At this time, he looked tyrannical, his hair was messy, and his clothes were wrinkled after a night of tossing.Seeing someone wanting to come in, he was like a frightened bird, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, "Go out, don't come over! No one comes in!"

Song Xi didn't dare to go any further, "Zou Xiang, are you hungry, do you want something to eat?"

"I don't eat, I don't eat anything!" While speaking, his gaze suddenly shifted to the floor beside his bed, "Did you hear that something entered the room in the dark last night, and it kept rolling around my bed, always……"

The ball must have rolled into the house after they had fallen asleep.

Song Xi tried his best to keep his tone amiable, "Did you see what it is?"

Zou Xiang murmured: "I don't know, I didn't see it." He stared suddenly, "Take your feet back! Get lost!"

Song Xi still wanted to talk to him, but who knew that Zou Xiang stood up from the bed and threw the knife directly.Song Xi didn't move. He knew that the knife was off the mark, and it was impossible to hit him on the head.

The kitchen knife hit the wall, scraped off a thick piece of putty with the tip of the knife, and fell to the ground with white ash.

Song Xi's face was calm, and he was very angry. He closed the door and sat on the sofa with his arms folded, sulking.He didn't expect that Zou Xiang would be so timid, his mental capacity would be so poor, and nothing happened, so he drove himself crazy first.

And he's also a martial lunatic, the kind who would embarrass himself with a kitchen knife.

Mao Qiang was also frightened, and sat silently.Uncle Lin sighed and went to the kitchen to cook. The few people in 203 went downstairs to eat and drink, and there was nothing on the refrigerator and stove.

Uncle Lin said, "Xiao Song, come downstairs with me and make some breakfast."

Song Xi: "Okay."

Jiang Su from the bathroom came out, "I'll go down with you."

There was a crisp sound in Zou Xiang's room, probably picking up the kitchen knife.Song Xi turned around and accompanied Uncle Lin to leave 203. When his finger touched the door lock, there was a "boom" above his head.

Everyone in the room froze.

Song Xi withdrew his foot from stepping out the door and listened to the movement on the ceiling.After that sound, it seemed to be quiet. A few minutes later, there was another small noise, and it turned out to be the sound of someone walking with slippers on!

"There's someone upstairs?!" Uncle Lin's usually calm face was chapped, "How could there be someone, did someone else live in it? But I remember the body is still on the bed."

Song Xi shook his head, looked at each other tacitly with Jiang Su, and went upstairs together.

Mao Qiang hurried into the room and dragged Wang Tong up, "Don't fucking sleep, there's someone living upstairs again!"

Wang Tong's voice was muffled, and he yawned and said, "There are dead people in that room, who dares to live there."

At this time, Song Xi had already stopped outside the door of 204.

Jiang Su knocked on the door for him, and after a while, the door opened.Aunt Li was clean, standing at the door with hands and feet intact, her face full of impatience, "It's early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Song Xi opened his mouth completely speechless, alive.

The woman who had been cut all over her body was alive again.

Jiang Su pulled Song Xi, his voice indifferent, "The movement upstairs is too loud, disturbing us downstairs."

Aunt Li was frightened, and for no reason dared not provoke this person.She snorted uncomfortably, her voice lowered several degrees, "Understood, we will pay attention."

we.

Song Xi forced himself to calm down, "Is Brother Li at home?"

"Where can he be if he's not at home so early." Aunt Li was annoyed by the question, "Is there anything else? If there is nothing else, I will close the door."

"There is something wrong!" Song Xi blocked her hand that was about to close the door, "The toilet downstairs is blocked, I'll borrow the toilet."

Aunt Li was unwilling and was about to refuse when two figures passed by and entered the living room.

Brother Li was sitting on the sofa, watching TV with a cigarette in his mouth.Seeing two unfamiliar faces, he immediately stood up, "Who are you?"

"New neighbor." Song Xi walked over with the corner of his mouth raised, and stretched out a hand, "Hello, Brother Li, I haven't come to say hello to you yet, let's take care of you upstairs and downstairs."

Brother Li hesitated, and reached out to hold the young man's hand.

When the palms touched each other, Song Xi felt the body temperature from the other party.

Everything was so weird that he was still in a trance until he left Song Xi.He went back downstairs and told the story to other people. Some were dumbfounded, while others were indifferent.

Zou Xiang was the one with the most emotion.

The old house is not soundproof, so he can hear the conversation outside clearly.The moment Song Xi's voice fell, his whole body collapsed, and he rushed out and shouted, "They are not humans, they are ghosts! They came back to seek revenge on me!"