I eat candy in the horror world

when?

Song Xi didn't know either.

Restricted by the hole, the field of vision is extremely small, and this woman may have walked through the blind spot of their vision.

"Shut up." He glanced at the three doors behind the two and warned.Zhang Qiulin quickly covered his mouth.

Song Xi turned his attention back to Bai's house, and saw the woman standing up suddenly, walking towards the two of them with light steps.

Zhang Qiulin froze for a moment, then quickly straightened up and backed away.Song Xi was still there, he wanted to know what this woman was going to do.

The woman was beautiful, with fair skin, beautiful eyes, and long hair hanging down softly on her back.The most eye-catching thing is the red silk scarf around her neck.

The scarf is dazzlingly red, even in a dark corner where the lantern cannot illuminate, it is still gorgeous and eye-catching.

The woman walked up to the wall, bent down and picked up a bucket from the ground, reached in and stirred it around, then took it out again.

Song Xi saw something green on her fingers, which should be paint or paint.

Zhang Qiulin muttered to himself: "What the hell is she trying to do?" Immediately afterwards, he saw the woman holding the bucket in one hand and wrapping around the bottom of the bucket in the other, and violently splashed the contents towards the wall.

"Be careful!" As soon as the reminder sounded, he saw that Song Xi had turned sideways quickly, and the green liquid passed through the hole and splashed to the ground.

Song Xi's breathing was short, seeing Zhang Qiulin in a daze, he stepped forward and pushed him away.

In the next second, the liquid splashed on the wall again, and a few drops of it passed through and hit Zhang Qiulin's toes.

Song Xi warned: "Don't touch it."

Zhang Qiulin nodded again and again, her body stiffened for a while, and she suddenly lost her strength and leaned against the wall, "What does she mean? Did she know that we were peeping and warned us?"

"I don't know." Song Xi pressed his ear back to the wall, and when he heard a bang, the woman smashed the bucket to the ground.

After an unknown period of time, the next door was quiet.

Back to the hole, Song Xi found that the woman had disappeared.

The old woman who burned the paper was trembling and standing there, facing their direction, staring at the ground in horror.

After a while, she ran over staggeringly, picked up the bucket from the ground, looked at the colors all over the wall, and muttered: "Green, it's green, it's green!"

Song Xi was confused, and when the old woman walked away, he lay down on the ground and smelled the green trace, "It seems to be paint."

"I'll hear it." Zhang Qiulin's posture was like grabbing food, knocking away Song Xi and quickly approaching.

"Really?" Song Xi squatted aside and asked him.

"It's the paint." Zhang Qiulin didn't quite understand, "But why is the old woman afraid? Does the green paint have any special meaning?"

Song Xi did not study painting, nor did he have any special ideas about paints.He shook his head, caught a glimpse of something, brought his head closer to the ground again, and picked up a little powder with his fingers.

The powder is navy blue and very fine, and it should have fallen from the guide's grandfather's lapel.

"What?" Zhang Qiulin asked.

"I don't know." Song Xi rubbed his fingertips a few times, and the powder dispersed, "Let's talk to Li Zhong about this first. By the way, shall we continue to look for someone?"

Zhang Qiulin also lost his mind. There are ten rooms in the small courtyard of the Han family, and there is no one they want to find in each of the ten rooms. Where will the people go.

The two walked back with a heavy heart, and saw a man hunched over, stealthily opening Zhang Qiulin's door and sneaking in.

Zhang Qiulin chased after him and dragged the man out.Seeing the other person's face, he immediately scolded: "Where have you been, do you know that Song Xi and I have been looking for you!"

"I'm sorry, my stomach hurts and I went to the toilet." This person is Zhang Qiulin's roommate Lan Kang, who is also the youngest of them, only 17 years old.

Like Song Xi, this is his second visit to the horror world.

Seeing that Song Xi was there, Lan Kang's eyes lit up, he took out a piece of toilet paper from his pocket and held it in front of Song Xi, "Mr. Song, can you give me your autograph? My sister likes you very much."

Song Xi looked at the crumpled straw paper, and said helplessly, "Do you have a pen?"

"No." Lan Kang scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'll look for it."

"You don't need to look for it, there are no pens here." Li Zhong came out from the next room, "You guys are so energetic at night, why don't you take a break?"

Song Xi: "Tell me something."

Seeing the young man's face, Li Zhong knew it was not a good thing, he led him into the room, "Tell me, what did you find."

Because the number of men and women is uneven, there are two girls living in this room, which are the two newcomers.

Song Xi nodded to them, sat down beside Li Zhong's bed, and explained in detail what had happened before.Before Li Zhong could speak, the two girls screamed: "Is it a ghost? Could the woman in the white skirt be a ghost!"

"Can you stop arguing!" Li Zhong had a headache, wishing he could throw them out.

Song Xi told him to be calm, "Do you know what green means?"

"How can I know." Li Zhong said irritably, "There is no guide to this ghostly place, and the natives are full of evil intentions, so we can only take one step at a time."

This is the reality, what they can do is to be careful, lest trouble come to their door.

When Song Xi returned to the room, Jiang Su had already come out of the bathroom. When he saw the young man came back, he pursed his lips unhappily and asked, "Why didn't you tell me when you went out."

"Aren't you busy being shy?" Song Xi bent down to scrape the tip of the child's nose.

Jiang Su blocked that hand, "I didn't!"

"Okay, okay, you didn't." Song Xi picked him up and took off his shoes and socks, "I'll take you to take a shower."

Jiang Su didn't speak, it was tacit consent.

Two people, one big and one small, squeezed into the narrow shower space, Song Xi was wet all over after tossing for a long time, he squeezed Jiang Su's face, "Go out first."

After Jiang Su came out, he stood guard outside the door, rubbing his hair and looking to the left.There were two single beds, one by the door and one by the wall.

Taking a hot bath to relieve fatigue, Song Xi took a comfortable bath, feeling much more relieved, and came out humming a song.

He took the towel that Jiang Su had used and wiped off the water dripping from the tip of his hair into his collar, and looked at the two beds with some difficulty.The bed was a small single and had to be snuggled together for two people to sleep on.

If they slept separately, he was afraid that Jiang Su would roll down in the middle of the night.

Jiang Su had a better idea than him, and said, "Let's put the two beds together."

Song Xi thought this was a good idea, moved the bedside table in the middle, and pushed the outer bed inward, making the two single beds into a small double bed.

He picked up Jiang Su and threw him on the bed, tucked him in the quilt, "You sleep inside." After speaking, he lifted the quilt outside and got in, wrapping himself up.

The town should have a southern climate, and it was a bit cold in the middle of the night.

Song Xi lay on the bed for a long time, but he still couldn't sleep warmly, and his feet were freezing cold.

Sleepy and sleepy, he reached out and touched Jiang Su's hand, which was surprisingly warm.Song Xiqiang got up from sleepiness, and touched Jiang Su's feet, which were also hot.

When I was studying and living on campus, it was common to get into my roommate's bed to keep warm.

Song Xi: "Susu, are you asleep?"

Jiang Su breathed very lightly and didn't make a sound.

"If you don't talk, I'll think you're asleep." After Song Xi finished speaking, he waited quietly for a moment, then gently lifted Jiang Su's quilt and got in.Probably because the child's body temperature was high and the quilt was very hot, Song Xi couldn't help but sigh, "It's so warm."

He lifted the child's nape steadily, lowered his arms, and was about to let go when he heard Jiang Su's sober voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Xi who was caught was a little embarrassed, "My quilt is too cold, come to your side to squeeze."

Jiang Su turned over and turned her back to the young man, "Oh."

Song Xi reckoned that he agreed, smiled, and held the child in his arms, resting his chin on top of his head.

Jiang Su hid in the front, but was pulled back by the arm around his waist, and then felt a light kiss on the top of his head.

The muscles all over his body were tense, and his voice was stiff, "Song Xi!"

Song Xi squeezed his arm, confused, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Su was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "It's nothing, you go to sleep."

After tossing and turning in bed several times, Song Xi couldn't fall asleep anymore. He knew that Jiang Su wasn't asleep, so he asked in a low voice, "Susu, have you grown a little taller? I remember you were only up to my waist before, but now you're up to my waist." Ribs."

Jiang Su closed her eyes and said, "No."

Song Xi just felt it. He lay flat on his body and carefully felt Jiang Su's heels against his, and the back of his head that was forced to his chest.Combining these two contact points with his own height, it can be judged that Jiang Su's current height is about 1.4 meters.

"No." Song Xi sat up, "You just grew taller."

Jiang Su simply buried his head in the quilt.

Song Xi lay upright for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.No matter how long a child grows, it is impossible for a child to jump several centimeters at once in more than half a month.

Jiang Su turned around at some point, pressed her cheek against the young man's chest, and patted his shoulder lightly.

The child's voice became hoarse, "Go to sleep."

Song Xi's brain immediately stopped thinking, and his sleepiness gradually grew.When his consciousness was dim, he felt that there seemed to be a strange smell in the dark room, a bit like glue.

He blinked vigorously, trying to summon up his energy to discern, but Jiang Su's voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made him unable to resist.

Song Xi finally fell asleep, his breathing became shallow, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, as if he brought the doubts before going to bed into his dream.

Holding his shoulders with both hands, Jiang Su used his strength to move his body up so that his face could be buried in the young man's neck.

He likes this sleeping position very much.

The cheek can be tightly attached to the young man's warm skin, the other person's breath brushes against the tip of his ear smoothly, and if the palm is down, you can really feel the beating of the heart below.

Jiang Su said to the sleeping man, "Good night, my brother."