I eat candy in the horror world

"What are you two doing?" Pang Hao stared at the side for a long while but did not see the two of them coming out, and finally couldn't help but reminded, "Should we move it, that thing won't kill the carbine."

The atmosphere was broken, Jiang Su glanced at him dissatisfied.

Pang Hao felt an invisible knife across his neck, subconsciously shrunk his shoulders, and turned his back guiltily, "Pretend I didn't say anything."

Song Xi calmed down, and his palm fell on Jiang Su's arm.

This is a body that is completely indistinguishable from that of a normal human being. I rubbed my fingertips against the firm skin underneath, and suddenly felt in a trance.

Jiang Su has always disguised himself very well. Even in the situation just now, Song Xi believes that as long as he is willing, it is not impossible to hide himself well, but he still showed his feet.

"You let me find out on purpose, why?" Song Xi pursed his lips tightly, his fingers slightly bent, and his nails almost sank into the flesh of Jiang Su's arm.

A silence answered him.

...It seems impossible to say.

Song Xi lowered his eyes to keep Jiang Su silent, and the only thing that could leak information to him through secret poking movements was probably only the world consciousness.

He held onto Jiang Su tightly, for fear that he would run away, "You won't leave me, will you?"

Jiang Su's chin was pressed against Song Xi's collarbone, his breath was heavy, and he breathed hard on his body, "No, I will be with you forever."

Song Xi broke free from the shackles, turned around and looked into the young man's eyes.

The pitch-black eyes were as dark as the deep sea, revealing turbulent emotions. Song Xi seemed to have been injected with a booster, and his panicked heart suddenly calmed down.

Pang Hao didn't dare to make any more noise, and pretended to clear his throat, reminding that there was a big living person beside him.

The two hugged for a while, and finally they were willing to separate. Jiang Su pulled Song Xi to stand up, went out to check the situation, and met someone from the team who just came back.

They all bowed their heads to Jiang Su to say hello, and walked upstairs.

When approaching the third floor, one of them noticed something was wrong, "Do you smell anything?"

"It seems to smell like blood..."

What fell with the voice was the last footstep, and several people froze on the stairs and refused to go up.

A young man leaned on the handrail of the stairs and looked down. Seeing Jiang Su still on the first floor, he shouted, "Brother, why is there a smell upstairs? Have you been here all this afternoon? Did something happen again?"

Jiang Su looked at him through the gap between the stairs, and said in a calm tone, "Well, the yellow hair is dead."

young people:"……"

Hearing the movement, Jiang Su lowered his head again, staring at the front, and people entered the unit building one after another - time flies, and it's time to get off work in a blink of an eye.

More and more people who went upstairs were blocked between the second and third floors. They poked their heads and wanted to go up to see what happened, but they dared not.

Soon, the natives also noticed the anomaly, and rushed forward as if watching the excitement.After the women covered their mouths and screamed after discovering the horror of the yellow hair, a middle-aged man called the funeral home.

The car from the funeral parlor arrived in ten minutes, and Shi Jinpeng mingled in it. When he passed by Song Xi, he complained hopelessly: "I'm going to get off work soon, and I'm back to work."

Song Xi: "Huang Mao died."

Shi Jinpeng was startled, "That thing on his back..."

"Yeah." Song Xi nodded.

Shi Jinpeng closed his eyes, "Will the next one be..."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Song Xi knew that he was referring to Yan Jiaojiao, "Maybe."

The body was quickly pulled away.

When the sun was about to set, a small figure appeared in the courtyard of the community, it was a little boy.

His face was no longer so pale, it became rosy, and his lips were pink.He didn't go upstairs immediately, but walked around everywhere downstairs, as if he was looking for something.

Song Xi went downstairs, walked over and gently pressed the little boy's shoulder: "Little brother, what are you looking for?"

The little boy said in a childish and lovely voice: "Brother, have you seen my cats? They are gone."

They mean that there are at least two.

Thinking of Yan Jiaojiao's appearance every time she went crazy, and the wounds on her body, Song Xi knew what she was looking at under her low gaze.

It's a cat.

Song Xi shook his head: "Why did you lose your cat?"

The little boy's memory was reorganized. He tilted his head and thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He nodded and shook his head again, "I forgot."

All he remembered was that he was supposed to find two cats.

The easiest way to know what kind of crime Huangmao has committed is to stimulate the little boy's emotions and remind him of his own death.

Jiang Su saw his thoughts, "I'll do it."

The little boy was carried to the corner formed by the big tree and the corner of the wall. No one knew what the two of them said, but Jiang Su suddenly grabbed the little boy by the neck, pushed him against the wall, and left his feet in the air.

Song Xi: "If this was changed to reality, he would have already been sent to the police station for beating a child."

Pang Hao: "..."

Jiang Su's interrogation was still going on, and Song Xi saw that the little boy's feet suddenly stopped moving, but his loud laughter was very clear from a few meters away.

Pang Hao got goosebumps, "Are you going to transform?"

Song Xi: "..."

The little boy's laughter stopped suddenly and turned into a sharp cry. He raised his hands to grab Jiang Su's neck, but because his arms were too short to reach, he cried even harder.

The cries attracted the natives in the distance, and someone ran over to stop them, but Jiang Su coldly rebuked them.

"What, such a big man still bullies children."

"Call the police."

"Why haven't I seen that child?"

"Could it be a child lost by someone in another community?"

There were more and more discussions around, gradually overshadowing the children's cries, so Song Xi had no choice but to get closer.

He heard the child sobbing and saying: "The kitten is lost. When I ran out to look for the cat, I ran into him trying to steal something. The man covered my mouth because he was afraid I would yell. His hand was so hard that I began to pant." I can't breathe... After I died, he carried my body and threw it into the trunk, and drove it to the outskirts and buried it in the mountains..."

The little boy was angry and sad, his voice was hoarse from crying: "Mom and Dad agreed to take me to eat burgers after get off work, I can't wait for them, I can't wait..."

Song Xi felt uncomfortable hearing that, "Let it go."

Jiang Su let go, and the little boy fell to the ground. His emotions came violently and quickly dissipated. He regained his composure in the blink of an eye, and looked at the two people in front of him in astonishment.

Song Xi pulled him up with one hand, "Go home."

The little boy patted the mud on his knees and ran into the apartment building on his short legs.When he entered the door and went upstairs, his head appeared in the window of the room, and the people who were still surrounding Song Xi and Jiang Su downstairs woke up like a dream and forgot why they were standing here. Look at me, look at me You, in the end someone raised his hand and said, "Let's all go home and cook."

Looking at the backs of those going away, Pang Hao spat, "He deserves to die."

Song Xi looked upstairs, and the little boy was lying on the window watching them.

Sighing, he asked Jiang Su, "Will he stay here and wait for his parents?"

"Yes." Jiang Su's mood was low, his eyes were bottomless, "he will wait forever."

Song Xi didn't notice the change in the young man's mood, so he thought to himself: "Susu, what do you think Yan Jiaojiao did to the cat?"

"Murder." Jiang Su said, "Her panic, her wounds, everything that happened to her shows that she is being retaliated against."

"A person is not judged by his appearance." Song Xi sighed, what kind of heart was hidden under the good-looking skin, only Yan Jiaojiao knew.

Pang Hao crossed his waist and cursed angrily: "The femme fatale!"

"She's here." Song Xi interrupted Pang Hao who was still wanting to continue talking, and gestured towards the gate of the community, Yan Jiaojiao was walking in from the gate in a daze.

Feeling something, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the room in a daze.

The little boy's head popped out from the balcony suddenly, he stood on a stool, and gestured to Yan Jiaojiao: "Sister, there are two cats, one has a piece of black hair on its head, like a little peach heart. One is a tabby cat, very fat!"

"Sister, sister, do you see them?"

Yan Jiaojiao was stiff all over, her fingertips were trembling, she smiled stiffly, "No, my sister has never seen your cat."

The little boy let out an oh in disappointment, looked at another person who had just entered the gate, and shouted: "Brother, have you ever seen a cat?"

Song Xi had a little impression of that man, his name was Tang Xiao, and he was a rich second generation.Tang Xiao walked past Yan Jiaojiao with a gloomy expression, raised his hand and scratched his face, his slightly long nails showed a few red marks on his skin.

Yan Jiaojiao seemed to be afraid of something, her feet stopped and she didn't dare to move forward, she fixed her eyes on Song Xi and the other three, ran over anxiously, and stretched out her hand to grab Pang Hao's sleeve.

Pang Hao dodged sideways, pinched his nose and exaggerated: "You have a smell."

Yan Jiaojiao: "What?"

"The smell of decay." Pang Hao frowned after speaking, "Go away, don't come next to us."

Yan Jiaojiao turned her head and looked ahead, where the setting sun shone in front of her, lay two cats with rotting flesh.She didn't dare to stay alone, and looked at Song Xi as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Mr. Song, can you help me, I'm a little dizzy and not feeling well."

Song Xi refused.

Yan Jiaojiao stood alone in the same place, but finally followed up with a shameless face. When passing by the two cats that no one else could see, she simply ran.

After dinner, Song Xi and Jiang Su explained to Pang Hao and went to the garbage dump.

They sneaked in quietly and saw the old couple were busy.

The old man was in charge of cutting vegetables, and the old lady was in charge of taking and cleaning the ingredients. Song Xi wanted to go to the appliance warehouse with Jiang Suqian, but found that the old lady was going in the same direction as them, and she muttered, "Let's cook a pot of ribs for Bao'er today. , blunt, he likes to eat soft..."

She stopped in front of the two large refrigerators outside the door of the secret room, opened the door, and took out a piece of bone-in meat from the cold room.

Jiang Su recognized what it was at a glance, "It's a human rib."

The refrigerator was not powered on, and the meat had rotted, with a little dark green and white mold spots on it, and if you looked closely, you could see tiny maggots wriggling.

If it was someone who died recently, the flesh would not be like this.

Song Xi thought of the three people who came back from the dead, "Is it them?"

"Yes." Jiang Su finished speaking in a low voice, and pulled Song Xi back to hide. When the old lady left, he stretched out his hand and opened the refrigerator door. There were several pieces of rotten meat and internal organs piled inside.

All the corpses that Ma Xingguo had discarded at the garbage dump had been put into these two refrigerators.

Song Xi muttered softly, "No wonder they disappeared the next day."