I eat candy in the horror world

Everyone was staring at the old man standing at the door, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened, his slightly chapped lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

Song Xi: "The paint you grind is for Ms. Bai in the Baijia Art Museum next door, and she uses these paints to announce the death. Before you dig a hole in the wall, the old lady who guarded the Bai family made the death announcement. After opening the hole in the wall, you are the ones who made the announcement of death."

The grandfather of the guide remained expressionless. For the first time, he smiled at the people present, his cheekbones were raised, and his eyes were narrowed. "Little comrade, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I say you just listen." Song Xi searched for those clues from his memory, "On the first night, the guide violated the rules of the town, and Daheitian took us out to visit the town. Every time we passed a People in the streets and shops would open the small windows to take a look. He took us out on purpose so that people in the town would recognize us, and he was also telling everyone the number of tourists who came this time.”

Grandpa the guide still looked like he couldn't get in, so he snorted.

"But that night, none of us saw those monsters hiding in the dark, because the guide is protected by the 'god', and those things can't hurt him at all." The former is certainty, while the latter is guesswork.

If the guide didn't have an object to ward off evil spirits, then he could only be under some kind of invisible protection.

And in the whole town, what everyone fears the most is the gods.

The grandfather of the guide was visibly flustered for a moment when he heard the word "God", his eyes bulged out, and fear was evident on his face, but he still refused to admit it.

"No matter how tight your mouth is," Hong Na said, "Even if we can't escape, after we die, it will be your turn soon. Do you really think you are old?"

The guide grandpa blew his beard and stared angrily, "You!"

"Okay." Li Zhong was afraid that the two sides would really tear their faces, so he hurried out to stop them.He looked at Song Xi, and suddenly remembered something, "You said, the guide mother told you that Miss Bai doesn't like to go out?"

Song Xi understood Li Zhong's meaning just by looking at him.

Whether it was visiting the Baijia Painting Gallery openly before, or diving over the wall with Jiang Su and Li Zhong at night in the early morning, they have only met one person in the Baijia. The old woman in black who burned paper on the ground.

So where did Miss Bai go?

It's midnight, did you go out to draw?

Could it be that she is also blessed by the gods?

No, Song Xi didn't think so. He clearly remembered that some of the decorations in the bloody room were obviously women's rooms.Remember, too, the old woman's magnified fear at seeing blood and being caught by bloody hands.

I even remember the demonic obstacle I fell into after contacting Miss Bai, and the strange noises that would appear in the room every time before falling asleep after that.

He now suspects that Miss Bai is the blood man he saw tonight.

"Miss Bai is not human at all." Song Xi looked into the guide's grandfather's eyes and said word by word, "Because she died three years ago and became the god you all fear."

Except for Hong Na, everyone was in an uproar. The newlywed girls who were standing by the wall hugged each other and jumped away, looking at the towering wall behind them with apprehension.

Some of them didn't understand, "Who is Miss Bai?"

"Miss Bai is the woman who painted on the stone arch bridge that day!" Li Zhong resisted the urge to scold the idiot, and responded loudly.

The expression on the man's face changed. He still remembered that he was just like a fat man that day. Although he didn't show any obvious greed, he still had some thoughts in his heart.

The graceful figure and the elegant temperament exuded all over the body are really attractive.

But now they told him that it was not a man, it was a monster, a devil... A strong nausea filled his heart.

The grandfather of the guide was very calm, without any panic of being exposed, he even nodded and said with a smile: "Miss Bai is indeed a god enshrined in the town, it's no big deal if you know it, at least when you die, you can die clear and direct."

Song Xi: "..."

I didn't expect the old man to be so old and have such strong ridicule skills.

The lethality of these words was not small. Several people clenched their fists and wanted to rush forward.

After the grandpa guide said this, he took a step back and closed the door, no matter how many people outside knocked on the door, he would not open it again.

Lan Kang said: "It's fine if the guide grandpa doesn't open the door. There's so much movement outside us, why is there no movement in the guide mother's room?"

"Eavesdropping, why else?" Zhang Qiulin squatted on the ground, pointed to the red blood spot and asked, "What is this? A new death notice?"

It was almost dawn now, but there was no other color on the ground except the drop of blood.

If there are no variables, the death color that should have been yellow should have turned red.

Sure enough, when the guide came back at a leisurely pace, he stared at the blood spot on the ground for a moment, then walked outside.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, Song Xi poked his head out of the gate, and found that the monsters hiding in the streets and alleys had disappeared.On the empty street, only the guide is knocking on the door from house to house.

When the door was knocked, only the small rectangular window was opened, and someone was inside tilting his head and turning one ear to the outside.

Song Xi saw that at this time, the guide would come up and talk into his ear.

Li Zhong: "He is predicting the color of death."

"It seems to be." Song Xi turned to look at the dark-faced people, remembering the panicked screams before the bearded man, "What happened in the early morning, why did they all run back suddenly."

The bearded man turned his eyes away and did not speak.

Zhang Qiulin couldn't help but wanted to punch someone again, turned around and punched the bearded man again.

Lan Kang saw that he was really not free, so he explained to himself: "Xuan paper is really difficult to make. After you left, only sister Hong Na succeeded. After she left, everyone was a little flustered, and the atmosphere became more and more bad, especially It’s a bearded beard, probably because he thought today was his death day, and he was very irritable when doing things, and finally angered the guide, and was punished to go to the warehouse to sort the green sandalwood bark.”

Green sandalwood is the raw material for making rice paper, and the skin needs to be peeled off from the core.Because it was newly obtained, the bark was mixed up and stacked in the warehouse, and it needed to be sorted out quickly to avoid rot and mold.

The bearded man was furious, but he didn't dare to resist the guide. He fell and smashed in the warehouse by himself, venting on the bark.

After venting, he calmed down and started sorting honestly, throwing the broken and unusable ones into the corner.

One stay is the whole afternoon.

Before it was getting dark, the bearded man recovered from his busy state, he straightened up with his back supported, and found that the outside was surprisingly quiet, and those noisy papermakers seemed to have disappeared.

He walked towards the door, and just as he grabbed the doorknob, a pair of hands hugged him from behind.

Those hands were cold and soft, as if they were boneless, and they also made one's scalp tingle.

There is only one door and no windows in the warehouse, so there is no other person except yourself!The bearded man didn't turn around, broke away from the other party, opened the door and rushed out, yelling in horror, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

The person who was sitting on the ground in the yard and resting dejectedly stood up in shock. Although he didn't see anything, the sentence that there was a ghost was enough to scare him. His first reaction was to run away.

Who knew that after the bearded man jumped out of the experience hall, in order to prevent the ghosts from escaping, he even locked the rest of the people in the courtyard together.

He used the bolt he took with him when he rushed out to bolt the iron ring on the outside handle, and no matter how the people inside pushed and pushed, the door couldn't be opened.

A group of people were anxious inside, and finally Lan Kang suggested that everyone can climb over the wall.

Also in the process of climbing, there was a scream from behind. The man was too old and lacked strength. He was dragged by a hand protruding from the water tank.

There are large ceramic water tanks in many old-fashioned buildings, some are placed by the wall, and some are placed near the pillars of the courtyard, mainly used to store water for emergencies.But everyone remembers that the jar was obviously empty!

Lan Kang boldly pulled the man back, and looked into the tank from a distance, there was viscous liquid shaking, making the sound of gurgling water!

The mood to escape became more urgent. Everyone jumped out of the wall one by one. They thought that hope was close at hand, but they didn't expect that there were greedy monsters lurking in the darkness, waiting for them to escape by themselves.

When people are in despair, they will break through their own limits.

Everyone ran at the fastest speed in their lives, but there were still some people who fell behind and were dragged away by those things.

It was the middle-aged man who was almost dragged into the water tank before.

Lankang saw with his own eyes that he lost his lower body and stubbornly crawled out of the alley with his hands and torso.His open mouth begged him for help, one after another, hoarse and pleading, each one was a torture to one's conscience.

Just when he seemed to be bewitched and was about to fall back, Zhang Qiulin fell back and pulled him back, "Is this a fucking daze time! Run, big brother!"

Lan Kang blinked, and found that the person calling for help had closed his mouth, showing him a sinister smile.

People who are dragged away by monsters end up becoming bloodthirsty monsters too.

……

Lan Kang glanced at the angry Hong Na, and said, "You all know what happened later."

They risked their lives and went back to the small courtyard of the Han family, only to find out in pain that they were once again pushed into a dangerous situation by the bearded beard, whoever would have wished to beat him to death.

Hong Na looked at the bruised and swollen bearded beard, "I think the things in the tank were originally intended to catch him, but they probably didn't want to return empty-handed, so they changed to catch other people."

The bearded man said weakly, "You can't push everything on me."

Just as Hong Na was about to raise her hand and slap her, she crouched on the ground with her beard curled up and her head in her arms, very useless.

Song Xi asked: "You said there was liquid in the jar? Is it blood?"

Lan Kang didn't think in any direction before, but now he recalled carefully, "It seems that the light is not good, and it looks dark."

Song Xi and Li Zhong looked at each other, and then walked out again. In the distance, the guide seemed to have notified the next color of death, and came back in a good mood.

Seeing that everyone was standing at the door without going in, he seemed to know nothing, and asked with a smile: "Why are you all standing at the door? Since everyone doesn't want to go back to the room to sleep, let's have breakfast first."

After speaking, he knocked on the door of his mother's room.

The guide's mother didn't look like she had slept at all, her expression was sober, no one would suspect that she and her husband must have been eavesdropping behind the door for a long time.

"Is it okay to have porridge this morning? I'll make eight-treasure porridge with red dates for everyone to nourish the blood."

After hearing this, everyone's face turned green, and they each turned around and left.

The bearded man knew that everyone had a lot of opinions on him, so he approached him with a shy face, but was suddenly pulled back by the guide's mother.

The woman pointed to the back of his hand and asked doubtfully, "Is this an allergy?"

The bearded man glanced at the red spot on the back of his hand. It didn't hurt or itch, so it shouldn't be a serious problem. He ran away with a dark face and quickly followed the large army.

Back in the room, Jiang Su was still sleeping.

Song Xi lay down in front of his pillow, pinched the child's nose and muttered: "How can I sleep so hard, I can't wake up with so much noise outside."

Li Zhong closed the door, saw the two masks hanging, twisted his face, quickly turned away his eyes, diverted his attention and said, "It's a blessing to be able to sleep well and eat well in this kind of place."

Song Xi let go, turned over and sat down, and suddenly said, "I don't think Miss Bai will appear again."

Li Zhong paused when he went to bed, "Why do you say that?"

"It feels." Song Xi said, "Her identity has been exposed, and all of us will avoid her. I think she will observe us through other channels."

Li Zhong seemed to have sensed something, turned his head again, and couldn't help scolding his mother when he saw the mask on the door.

Song Xi sighed, although he didn't show it on the face, he was anxious.

Miss Bai is a good person, it is impossible for her to be born a god with extraordinary talents.

Judging from the time when the god appeared, something must have happened three years ago.This matter was so big that everyone kept silent, and even the weather in the town was affected, it was gray all day long.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the guide began to knock on the door one by one, and then very impolitely, he used the key to unlock the door before getting an answer.

Song Xi was taking Jiang Su to wash in the bathroom, when he heard the sound of the lock being unlocked, he kicked the door that was being pushed open.

The guide outside was hit on the nose by the door, but he was not annoyed, and happily went to open the door next door.

After a thrilling night, a short rest could not improve everyone's mood and physical strength.Everyone who was forced to sit at the dinner table looked downcast, looking at the guide as if they were looking at a dead person.

The guide didn't notice it and said, "Let's eat. After breakfast, it's time to distribute pastries to you as usual."

"Cake your mother!" Li Zhong yelled, grabbed the guide's collar, and said fiercely, "Take your cakes and get out, if you want to eat, you can eat it yourself, we won't ask for any more."

The guide silently looked at the furious person for a moment, and said helplessly, "Okay, then I won't eat."

"That's great, I thought it would be difficult to refuse." The girl with ponytails sitting next to Hong Na patted her chest, feeling a sense of relief after a catastrophe.

Hong Na didn't think so: "He just said he wouldn't eat pastries, but he didn't say that we wouldn't eat anything else. Everyone should be careful when eating, and don't eat what shouldn't be eaten."

All of a sudden, everyone buried their heads down, stirring the porridge in the bowl with chopsticks, and picked out the steamed buns and buns on the plate, fearing that there would be private goods in them.

Only Jiang Su drank the porridge with his bowl in his arms. Seeing that the porridge was almost cold when Song Xi stirred it up, he whispered to the young man, "Drink it quickly, it's okay."

Fortunately, the breakfast was very clean, there was no hidden reminder, and everyone used up the breakfast with a feeling of resentment.

The arrangement in the morning was free for Song Xi and the others, and those who failed to make rice paper had to return to the experience hall to continue making rice paper.

After watching those people leave, Li Zhong felt a sense of unreality, "There is no problem with the breakfast, and the pastries have not been delivered, so it's over?"

"Not necessarily." Song Xi said, "No one wants to die. There is no reason for the people in the town to back down so quickly."

Hong Na clapped her hands, attracting the attention of several people: "When we come here, most of the time we can only take one step at a time. Let's go to the next door to see who will be the next keeper of the gallery."

The yard of Bai's house is quiet, you can hear a needle drop, and there is no one else but them.

The ground was very clean, without a single drop of blood, and everything I experienced in the early morning seemed like a nightmare without traces.

Li Zhong pointed in a certain direction, "Go and see?"

Song Xi nodded, let Jiang Su hold his hand, and walked towards the room where the blood was overflowing last night.Because there were no people watching the theater, there was no obstruction along the way.

Standing in front of the room with the closed door, Li Zhong suddenly faltered.

Hong Na squinted at him, cursed him for nothing, and stepped on her high heels to open the door.As the door was pushed open, icy air came out from inside and slapped on the face.

Hong Na slapped her eyes with her hand, frowned and said, "It's not right."

"Of course something is wrong." Li Zhong felt something watching him from the front, "The bathtub in this room will ooze blood by itself."

Song Xi corrected: "It's not a bathtub, it's a wooden bathtub."

"It's about the same." Li Zhong checked again and again to make sure that there was nothing in the room, so he walked in boldly.He crossed the screen and saw the big bathtub that the young man was talking about.

There was water in the bathtub, and I touched it through the wooden barrel. The water should be cold.

"How could there be water? Could it be that there are still people who can't take a bath." Hong Na wondered, "Even if there is, shouldn't it be hot water?"

Song Xi: "It's cold."

Li Zhong: "How do you feel that you are talking about us?"

Song Xi: "...We are indeed jumping back and forth between cool and not cool."

He crossed the screen and went to the dressing table. There were combs and storage boxes on the dressing table. Inside the box were girls' hair clips and some jewelry, which were not trendy in terms of style.

Open the drawer under the dresser, and there is a locked notebook lying in the drawer.

Jiang Su: "Open it and take a look."

Song Xizheng had this intention, and immediately took out a knife to pry it open, and opened the first page.

This is a diary.

On November 11, the weather was fine.

The first time I came to this small town, I entered the yard my father gave me. Although it bears the name of the Bai family, there are no grandpa's paintings in it.I hope that one day, my paintings can be as good as my grandfather's, and then I will hold a painting exhibition here.

On November 11, the weather was fine.

The people in the town are very nice, especially the old man in the pastry shop. The pastries he makes are sweet but not greasy, and they are very delicious. I bought a lot of them for the neighbors nearby.

On December 12, the weather was light and rainy.

I made a mask for myself today, first using clay to outline the face, then brushing it with a layer of oil, and covering it with the wet rice paper.It fits perfectly on the face after drying off.

……

On October 12, the weather was cloudy.

A man came to the town, he was also a painter.His paintings are so beautiful, the use of color is very bold, whether it is realistic or impressionistic, it is perfect.

On January 1, the weather was fine.I like him.

On February 2, the weather was light snow.He kissed me.

On the 14th, the weather was snowing heavily.He took my hand and walked through every street and alley.

……

On March 3, the weather was cloudy.I have discovered a secret, but I will not be afraid of him, I respect his enthusiasm for art.

April 4.He is so cruel, I can't stand it, but I feel very excited. The excitement brought by the killing makes my painting beautiful and beautiful.

June 6.I'm waiting for him to come, why hasn't he come to me yet.

The diary ends abruptly here.

Pastries, masks, and painters.

Everything that threatens them can find traces in the diary.

And there is no doubt that the person Miss Bai fell in love with was a painter, and they were led together into a seemingly perverted pursuit of art.

Song Xi pointed to the last sentence and asked Jiang Su: "Do you think the last person Miss Bai waited for was a painter?"

"Yes." Jiang Su was very sure, Song Xi raised his eyebrows, squatted and looked up at the child, "So sure?"

Jiang Su took the diary and flipped through it. His memory was very good. Every page that recorded "him" was found out one by one. who is it?"

Song Xi thought it made sense, and thoughtfully said: "It seems that Miss Bai didn't wait for the painter, otherwise the diary wouldn't end here."

Hong Na picked up the diary and flipped through it a few times, "This Miss Bai is really infatuated, she loves so much that she can support and even understand and tolerate the other party's perverted behavior." She threw the diary back on the dressing table in disgust, "From a certain level Say, Miss Bai is also a pervert."

Out of respect for the dead, Song Xi locked the diary and put it back in the drawer.

Hong Na said thoughtfully, "So how did Miss Bai die? Although her diary is not written in detail, it can be seen that the records are all about the events of that day. There was no dispute with anyone, no enemies, I never said I was seriously ill..."

"She was killed." The little boy's voice sounded clear.

Hong Na said coldly: "Don't interrupt the children when adults talk."

Song Xi stood by Jiang Su's side, "You said, before we came here, people died all the time in the town, and the 484 memorial tablets in the ancestral hall should belong to those who died."

Li Zhong was surprised: "You mean to say that she is looking for the murderer?"

Hong Na was taken aback, it was not impossible.She glanced at Jiang Su's house, bent slightly, "Little friend, tell auntie, how do you know?"

Jiang Su's expression became weak and timid, and he pulled Song Xi's sleeve back to hide, "I guess."

Hong Na: "..."

Song Xi protected Jiang Su with his arm, and smiled at Hong Na, "It's pure luck for the kid to say it casually."

Hong Na straightened her back, crossed her arms and looked at Jiang Su. The child was like a cat seeing a mouse, not even daring to look at her.

He touched his face depressedly, his appearance should not be so bad.

I've searched for everything in the house, and I haven't waited for any other clues.Song Xi came out with them, and stopped when passing the wall that separated his room from the courtyard.

Normally speaking, each household is unwilling to share a wall with others.

But the small courtyards of the Bai family and the Han family are just the opposite. The two families shared two walls uncharacteristically.This situation did not appear in other houses in the town.

Song Xi also thought of the paper burning activities of the old woman in black every night. The brazier was only the size of a normal washbasin. After the paper money was burned, the flames would inevitably burst out and blacken the wall.

The high wall in front of me is clean and tidy, as if it has been painted frequently.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, noisy voices squeezed into the yard from outside, and the black townspeople pushed and shoved into the yard.