I eat candy in the horror world

When it was dawn, there were sounds of walking in the yard, and some people who went to bed early had already woken up.

Song Xi opened his eyes, facing a sleeping face, the heat from the bed made the child's face slightly red.

He carefully removed his arm from the back of the opponent's neck, and walked into the bathroom lightly.The bathroom is very simple, a cement table for washing and washing, a small toilet, and a simple shower.

Song Xi picked up the toothbrush from the concrete platform to rinse his mouth, looked at himself in the mirror with a mouth full of bubbles and smiled.

In the past twenty years of his life, he had very little experience sleeping with others. The act of nestling in his arms like Jiang Su's obediently made people feel uncomfortable, as if the two of them really grew up together and had a harmonious relationship. brother.

The toothbrush rubbed a lot of bubbles on the teeth, and the smile on his face froze when he thought of something.

After brushing his teeth quickly, he scooped up a handful of water to wash his face, and walked out quickly, only to find that Jiang Su had also woken up, sitting on the bed covered with a quilt.

Song Xi half-kneeled in front of the bed, reaching out to pinch the child's face, "Susu, I want to ask you something."

Jiang Su raised his eyelids to look at him, and Song Xi asked, "Before you came here, were you also at Wusong Mountain?"

According to Li Zhong's words, if the child was not in their "circle" at the beginning, it would be impossible to go to the same place with him.

The corners of Jiang Su's mouth tightened, his eyes darkened a bit, "Yeah." Stretching out the quilt, he suddenly smiled, "Did brother sleep well last night?"

When the child smiled, his eyes, which used to be dark, shone like sunshine, and Song Xi's thinking was suddenly taken astray.He nodded, gently rubbed Jiang Su's messy hair, and extended his hand to him, "Let's go, I'll take you to wash."

Jiang Su looked at the young man's white fingertips, and obediently handed them over.

Song Xi took him into the bathroom, squeezed toothpaste for him, and then backed out.He stood in front of the bed, shook out the two quilts and spread them out, then stood in the middle of the room with his hips crossed and sniffed the smell in the air.

The smell I smelled before falling asleep last night is still fresh in my memory. The pungent smell mixed with glue smell should not belong to such an old house that has been used many times.

Looking around, every wall and every corner was not spared, but unfortunately he didn't find much abnormality.If I had to find one, it should be the wall that was close to the bed.

The joint between the wall and the ceiling is so white that it looks like a new layer of putty has been applied.

Just when Song Xi was about to climb into bed,

When observing closely, there was a knock on the door.Before he could answer, someone opened the door with a key and walked in.

Holding the key, the guide was stunned when he saw Song Xi kneeling beside the bed, "Sorry, I thought you guys hadn't gotten up yet, so you came in on your own initiative."

Song Xi got off the bed, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's breakfast time, you'd better come out quickly. The cruise project I arranged is to leave at 9 o'clock in the morning, so you can't be late."

Song Xi pretended to be very interested, "We're going to stay in the town for a whole week, and there should be a lot of things to do in the future."

"Yes, Mr. Song." The guide showed a professional attitude and explained in detail, "There are also in-depth folk experience, local intangible cultural visits, mountain climbing, camping, bonfires, etc."

"Brother, I'm fine." Jiang Su came out of the bathroom, and because he was blocked, he frowned unhappily.

The guide turned his head in surprise, looked down at the child, and after a while, he came back to his senses and said to Song Xi, "Are you bringing the child?"

Song Xixin said whether you are blind or not enough brains, don't you know how many people are in the group you lead.

Separated the guide with his hands, and pulled Jiang Su from behind the other party to his front, Song Xi said: "You go out first, we will be there soon."

The guide left and went next door again.

When Song Xi heard it, he also knocked on the door first, then picked up the key and opened the door directly, without waiting for the people inside to respond.

Rather than asking people to eat breakfast, it's more like rushing to see what the people in the house are doing.

From another perspective, this is a kind of inquiry, a kind of surveillance.

The dining spot for breakfast was arranged in the yard, where a large round table was set up, just enough for twelve pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

Song Xi stood in front of a stool and said to the guide, "There is a pair of bowls and chopsticks missing."

The guide looked at the young man, then at the child next to the young man's lap, "I'll get it right away."

Porridge, steamed buns and side dishes were placed on the round table, and when everyone was about to serve the table, two large plates of steamed buns were served.

The big buns are delicious just by looking at them. The fat man couldn't help but reached out and took a big bite off. He closed his eyes in satisfaction and said, "It's chicken sprouts. It's really delicious."

The person next to him asked, "Are you sure?"

The fat man has no experience of surviving in the horror world, and he just felt baffled when he was questioned, "Nonsense, what else can it be if it's not chicken?"

The people present looked at each other, but they still didn't move. They didn't want to try until the fat man reached out to get the second one.

The two newcomer girls who didn't know why endured until the end, seeing that there were only two left, and the others didn't show any signs of abnormality, they hurriedly reached out and took one each, clutching tightly in their hands and eating eagerly.

Song Xi didn't have a big appetite, and he and Jiang Su were half together. The buns tasted really good, and the stuffing inside must have been fried with lard.

The guide stood aside with a bowl in his hand. After finishing his porridge, he glanced at his watch, "It's time."

Everyone was taken aback, Li Zhong asked, "What do you mean?"

The guide put down the bowl and wiped his mouth rudely: "The pastry delivery person is here."

As soon as the words fell, there were noisy voices from outside the courtyard. Everyone followed the guide and went out to see that many people surrounded the gate of the small courtyard of the Han family.

They were surrounded by an old man in navy blue cloth. The old man was holding a beautiful bag. The floral cloth on the bag was lifted, revealing a 12 yuan pastry placed underneath.

Song Xi asked Jiang Su: "Tell me, could he be the owner of the pastry shop yesterday?"

Jiang Su didn't speak, Li Zhong, who was standing aside, spoke first, "It should be, look, his cuffs are still stained with white flour."

He lost his temper yesterday, but today the fat man who is much calmer rolled up the big-name watch on his arm and went down the next step, "Old man, this is for us."

After a night of precipitation, he already knew clearly that what happened around him was not a prank or a TV show.Unbelievable, but he did go to another world.

Being used to being a leader, he was unwilling to be swayed by Li Zhong, a fitness coach, and tried to quickly stabilize his position in the team.

Li Zhong also saw what he was thinking, and turned his head to look aside in disdain, but his ears were listening to the old man's movements.

The old man coughed and covered the basket with a floral cloth, "Yes, this is a wish from all of us. They are some special snacks in the town. I hope you can accept them."

Song Xi: "Did you do this yourself?"

Hearing the words, the old man looked over and saw a young man with a child in his arms. He nodded, "I am the only pastry chef in the town. Of course I make the things, but the ingredients are provided by everyone."

The fat man said: "Mr., you only have 12 yuan dim sum here. There are thirteen of us."

The old man: "No matter how many of you there are, we only make dim sum for 12 yuan. This is the custom in the town."

This is somewhat contradictory.Since it is a gift, everyone should have it.But the people in the town did not play their cards according to common sense,

To act in accordance with customs, isn't this offending people?

"I accept your kindness on their behalf." The guide interrupted the fat man who was about to speak again, and reached out to take the basket.

The onlookers and the old man still refused to leave. They stared straight at the "tourist", hiding something in their eyes.

Jiang Su leaned her head on Song Xi's shoulder, "I want blue."

The exquisite pastries are all the same in shape, but each one is dotted with different color dots in the middle, and the colors of the dots are different. There are twelve colors, and none of them is the same.

Song Xi glanced at the piece dotted with blue, thought for a while and said to Li Zhong: "I want the blue one, just share one with Jiang Su."

Li Zhong thought it was feasible, and was about to talk about the distribution of pastries, when he saw that the fat man had already taken the basket of pastries from the guide and handed them out one by one.

When it was Song Xi's turn, it happened to be blue.

Song Xi thought he was lucky, so he separated the cakes and filled them with black bean paste.Looking at other people's stuffing, it's either millet or corn, red bean paste, etc., all made of coarse grains.

"What's in your bag, and what color is it?" Someone asked.

Another person replied: "The ones filled with barley, green ones."

Someone next to him said, "Mine is naked oats, with small yellow spots on the outside."

Song Xi looked at the person holding the green pastry. That person was named Wu Chuan. He was tall and big, with dark skin and wounds on his fingers. He should be used to doing rough work.

Zhang Qiulin came over, divided half of his pastry, and handed it to Jiang Su.

Jiang Su ate with his half sip, as if he didn't see him.

Song Xi refused on behalf of Jiang Su, "It's enough for him to eat half."

Zhang Qiulin shrugged, glanced at Wu Chuan, and said in a voice that only those nearby could hear, "Song Xi, do you still remember the green paint water last night?"

Song Xi said: "There are twelve colors painted on the pastry, and there are two types of green, one green and one yellow-green. The paint water last night was true green, which is the same color as the pastry painted by Wu Chuan."

"It seems that you have also discovered it." Zhang Qiulin said.

"Here, any kind of coincidence may mean misfortune." Li Zhong said roughly, "Then what should we do now?"

No one is a god, and it is uncertain what will happen next, Song Xi pointed to the guide: "What can I do, I can only go to the lake with him first. Please don't disperse, and pay more attention to safety."

Li Zhong nodded, clapped his hands to call people together, and gave a few words of earnest advice.

Most of the people were obedient, but the fat man was rebellious, his eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Li Zhong ignored him, as soon as he finished speaking, the guide organized everyone to go out.

In the center of Linnan Town, there is a river crossing it, and a bridge will appear on the river at regular intervals.But the bridges connecting the two sides of the river were empty.

On both sides of the river, the townspeople followed their cruise boat unremittingly as if they had made an agreement. Some of them were still carrying black plastic bags in their hands. This reminded Song Xi of the painting in Baijia last night The old woman in black who burned paper money in the restaurant.

He subconsciously searched among the crowd, and finally found the old lady.

Although he didn't see the face last night, he remembered the other person's back very clearly, with a slightly bent back, a bun on the back of his head, and a silver hairpin with red beads stuck in it.

"Zhang Qiulin, do you think she was the one who burned the paper last night?" Song Xi called Zhang Qiulin, and Zhang Qiulin opened his eyes wide after seeing it, "It seems to be her, but why are they following us?"

How could Song Xi know the reason, he only knew that the hints given by the script were too subtle, just sticking to those few words was tantamount to sitting in a well and watching the sky, never finding the answer.

He must always observe and explore the people and things around him in order to find out more key details.And based on the experience of the previous world, every aborigine who appeared nearby might have doubts attached to them.

The more doubts solved, the greater the possibility of finding an exit.

The boat was not big, and the thirteen people were forced to divide into two groups.

Li Zhong was in charge of seven people including Song Xi, and Fatty and the guide were in charge of the remaining six people.

Li Zhong glanced at the other people on the boat, all of them were ignorant, he frowned and said, "Don't you think that we are like monkeys in cages who are being watched?"

"Who says it's not." Zhang Qiulin touched his arm, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on it.

Song Xi held Jiang Su's arm tightly, for fear that he would fall off the boat, but the child struggled to get off.There was no other way, Song Xi had no choice but to put the man down temporarily and let him sit quietly.

"What's that?" Jiang Su tugged on Song Xi's pants.

Song Xi squeezed the child's hand, looking in the direction of his finger, there was a white thing floating in the river.

"Plastic bags?" said the man in the stern.

Song Xi took out his phone and turned on the camera, then zoomed in on the screen.

It was a cat, a dead cat.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Li Zhong asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Xi: "It's a dead big white cat."

Li Zhong thought of something, grabbed Song Xi's cell phone and stared at the screen.The young man read it right, it was indeed a dead cat, but the shape of that cat was a bit strange.

Its body is too shriveled, even if its fur is wet with water, it shouldn't be in this state.

Soon, the cat's body was washed by the river and hit the hull lightly.

Jiang Su was so courageous that he picked up the cat with his bare hands.Song Xi grabbed his wrist and snatched the cat off with his other hand, "I can't play with it."

The corners of Jiang Su's mouth were pressed down, looking unhappy.

Song Xi knew that some things should not spoil the child, so he turned his back and put the dead cat on the boat, pretending not to notice the child's emotional changes.

"Look at his neck." Li Zhong was quite courageous, parted the wet fur with his fingers, and found a gash near the big white cat's neck.

The mouth is slender, which shows that the tools used by the assailant are very sharp.

The blood on the cat was dry, no matter how they lifted it or shook it, not a drop flowed out.

"It's all flowed into the river." Zhang Qiulin said.

Song Xi supported his chin and shook his head, "It should have been drained, or drained and then thrown into the river."

"How do you know?" Li Zhong asked.

"We are on a cruise ship at the end of the river. Did you see the cat along the way?" Song Xi said, "There is no cat in the river, and there is no blood, and if you touch it, its body is still soft. It should be fresh. Not long to die."

"Who could have done it?" Li Zhong looked solemn, and couldn't help but glance at the white cat again, "I always think it looks familiar, it's very similar to the one I saw last night. Do you think it's a painter? "

Song Xi remembered the bloodstains he saw last night, "Maybe."

If he was a painter, what did he kill cats for, purely for the pleasure of killing cats, or did he have other plans?

"There's a woman on the bridge." Fatty suddenly yelled in the cruise ship in front, his voice was full of surprise, he grinned and waved towards the bridge.

The woman on the bridge was sitting behind the drawing board, her upper body was completely covered, only her feet covered by her skirt were exposed, but the fat man still felt that she was a rare beauty.

He turned his head and asked the guide, "Is that also from the town?"

The guide smiled and said, "That is the most beautiful woman in our town, but she is introverted, and rarely goes out except for sketching and ordinary shopping."

The fat man licked his dry lips, rubbed his hands and asked, "Can I see her?"

The two boats were not far apart, and the voice in front naturally drifted into the boat behind. Li Zhong spat and cursed: "You fucking court death."

The fat man turned a deaf ear and looked at the guide expectantly.

Li Zhong shook his head, "It's really a demon!"

Zhang Qiulin gave Fatty a sympathetic look, "He hasn't really realized the horror of this world, he will know it when someone dies."

Song Xi also looked at the woman, her painting posture was elegant.When taking the paint from the palette, she would raise her hand to brush the hanging hair, with a calm temperament and gentle movements.

In reality, this is indeed a charming woman, but when this scene falls on a bridge where pedestrians should not appear, her existence becomes inappropriate.

The boat drifted forward with the current and passed under the bridge hole where the woman was.

Song Xi was reluctant to see the fat man in front of him, and his eyes longed to stick to the woman's back.

"Okay, the pier in front is the end point, please sit still, there will be bumps when you dock." The guide shouted from the bow.

With a bang, the boat crashed into the pier, Fatty and the people in his boat almost fell into the river.

When all the people went ashore, the guide pointed to the entrance of a street ahead and said, "We will start the next journey now."

The new itinerary is nothing interesting, just shopping.

After the guide took a few people to the street, he found a tea stand and sat down, saying that he could move around freely for a while, and he would take everyone to dinner after dinner time.

The streets are quaint, with wooden plaques and exquisite hollow cornices everywhere.

Song Xi and Zhang Qiulin were about to move forward when they heard a commotion behind them. It was Li Zhong who was arguing with the fat man.

The fat man said he wanted to go back to find the painting woman, but Li Zhong refused to let him go, and after a few words of argument, the two of them moved their hands directly.

In the end, Li Zhong, who was physically stronger and more flexible, won.

The fat man was pressed to the ground and yelled, spraying feces all over his mouth, venting all the dissatisfaction and panic that had come over the day.

Li Zhong let him scold, the louder the other party scolded, the calmer he became.

Just when everyone was considering whether to step forward to dissuade him, a large piece of red liquid fell from the sky and poured all of it on the fat man's head.

Everyone backed away in an uproar, and one of them pinched his nose with disgust on his face.

Song Xi squatted down, supported Jiang Su's back with one hand to prevent him from falling, and suppressed his nausea with a little liquid on the other hand.

He lowered his head and smelled it. The stench mixed with the pungent paint smell was disgusting.

Zhang Qiulin also smelled that smell: "Blood?"

Song Xi carefully identified it for a few seconds, and said, "It should be paint mixed with blood."

When the people around heard this, they ran away one after another, wishing to stay as far away as possible.

Fatty's head, body, and face were covered in blood, and Li Zhong, who was suppressing him, was not spared either.

He looked up and looked around, there were two-story buildings nearby, and there was no one in front of every window, and he couldn't find who splashed it down.

The fat man swallowed some liquid in his mouth, and his nausea turned upside down.Not knowing where he got the strength, he pushed Li Zhong away, rushed to the trash can beside him and vomited.

Song Xi went back and found the guide who was drinking tea.

After hearing what happened earlier, the guide expressed his understanding, but the words he said were unreasonable, "Every item in your itinerary is indispensable. It’s dirty, I’m too embarrassed to meet people, so I can buy a mask over there and put it on.”

The fat man who just came to look for the guide heard this and went to the mask shop curiously.

There is only one style of mask in the store. There are a bunch of brown eyes painted on the white shell, and a small hole is cut in the center of the eyes to see the outside.

The shape of the mask was weird, but he was very annoyed by the pointing eyes from the townspeople and his own people, so he bought one and put it on his face in anger.The mask fits perfectly, as if made to order.He was surprised, thought for a while, and bought twelve more masks and gave them to others.

"I'm sorry for the facts just now, I made everyone laugh." He is used to win people's hearts, and he is full of apology when he speaks.

Everyone brushed his face badly, smiled awkwardly, and stretched out their hands to take them one by one.

But after discovering that the mask was made of layers of white paper, everyone's complexions began to darken, feeling unlucky.After all, only the dead would cover their faces with white paper or cloth.

Song Xi took a closer look at the mask, feeling a little nervous, and held the two masks in his hand.

The ancient street is not long, only two kilometers before and after. A group of people walked around three times, and finally got to twelve o'clock at noon.

Lunch was arranged in a special restaurant on the street. As soon as he entered the door, the fat man rushed to the bathroom to wash his face.

It was Li Zhong who took the order. After he handed the menu back to the waiter, he didn't see the fat man back for a long time. He couldn't help worrying: "I've been away for so long, why haven't I come back?"

It just so happened that Song Xi also wanted to go to the toilet, "I'll go and have a look."

Jiang Su tugged at the young man's clothes, indicating that he would go too.

The two went to the bathroom hand in hand, only to find that the door was closed.

Song Xi pushed the door open with one finger, and the light from outside was thrown in, leaving a white band of light on the ground.

I reached out and fumbled for the light switch, pressed it, but the light didn't turn on, it must be broken.

He grasped Jiang Su's hand tightly, his throat tightened, "Brother Lin, are you there?"

There was a ho-ho panting in the darkness, and Song Xi knew that something had happened inside.

He let go of Jiang Su and asked the child to stay at the door and not go in. Then he found out his phone and turned on the flashlight, and walked in step by step.

As soon as I got to the middle of the bathroom, the panting stopped.

The bathroom is small, with three cubicles and six urinals, and the situation outside the cubicles is almost clear at a glance.

Song Xi shone the light on the compartment, and the doors were pushed open one by one. The toilet inside was covered with yellow stains, and the floor was wet, as if there was a water leak.

His heart skipped a beat when he checked into the last compartment.

He pressed his chest with one hand, and was about to push the door with the other hand holding the phone, when he stepped on something sticky under his feet.

In an instant, a bloody smell rose from the ground.

Song Xi lowered his head and glanced, there was dark red liquid on the ground, he said again: "Brother Lin."

In the quiet cubicle, there was a familiar yet trembling gasp, Song Xi subconsciously took a step back, and stepped on something with his heels.

Reflexively, he directed the light behind him.

The little boy's eyes were narrowed by the light, and he complained: "Don't shine in my eyes."

"Oh." Song Xi recovered after a brief daze, and immediately put the light back on the compartment door.

"Don't you want to open the door?" Jiang Su's voice was a little curious, and before Song Xi could respond, he grabbed the young man's wrist and pushed it forward.

The compartment door opened, and the fat man's fat body knelt on the ground, with his head buried in the toilet.

Jiang Su pulled Song Xi's finger, "Brother, what's wrong with him?"

Song Xi: "..."

With such a weird picture and such a strong smell of blood, the child didn't scream or get scared, and asked him what was wrong calmly.

Song Xi was a little dazed, "Susu, you are the real man."

Jiang Su: "..."