I eat candy in the horror world

The middle-aged man had a stiff back and buried his head very low. He carefully put the tablet back into the box and closed the lid.

In order to prevent the accident from happening again, he moved a stone from the side flower bed and pressed it firmly on it.

Song Xi didn't take the man's ignorance seriously, "I guess the owners of the two tablets should not be from the water village." He turned his head to observe the other party's reaction, "Otherwise you should put them together with other tablets instead of throwing them away." In a plain cardboard box."

The middle-aged man's flat face finally changed, his fists clenched tightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, "How do you know?" After speaking, he looked at the young man warily, and the muscles on his arms tensed instantly, "You Not from here."

It seems to be right.

Could it be that it is really a memorial tablet for the fat man and the bearded man!So, all death-related things experienced in the horror world will also be reflected in the real world?

Or are these two seemingly different spaces actually overlapping or merging worlds?

But if this is the case, why has nothing like this happened before?And Xiao Jiang also said that those unexplainable supernatural phenomena clearly only appeared in recent years.

The above is far beyond Song Xi's cognition, and it is impossible to figure it out even if you scratch your head.He pretended to be indifferent, staring into the eyes of the middle-aged man and asked, "They are strangers who died in the water town."

"No!" The middle-aged man anxiously denied, he couldn't let Shuixiang get a bad reputation, "Their deaths have nothing to do with the town, don't spit on people!"

Song Xi pretended to believe it, and let out a long sigh, "It doesn't matter what you keep their tablets for. If they died in the town, they died outside the town."

"If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll beat you up!" The middle-aged man raised his fists with anxiety.

Xing Xiao shoved Song Xi behind his back, "Try to move him."

Chaoyang also ran forward, grabbed Song Xi and reprimanded him in a low voice: "You deliberately provoked him to do something."

"Cheat him." Song Xi asked with great interest, "Don't you think those two tablets are strange?"

"I don't think so, it has nothing to do with us." Chaoyang turned cold and pulled the young man away, "Let's go shopping in another place, let's go."

Song Xi patted Faxiao's hand holding his sleeve, walked around Xing Xiao and came to the middle-aged man again, "Why are you so anxious, it seems that I was right." He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, The other side pressed 110.

He hung his fingertips on the connection button, "It is the duty of every citizen to report to the public security organs when encountering violations of law and discipline. It seems that I can only call the police."

The middle-aged man didn't want to make things worse, and when he heard the word "call the police", he panicked and said it without thinking, "The tablet appeared by himself and has nothing to do with us! Don't call the police!"

"Can they grow wings and fly down from the sky by themselves?" Song Xi mocked, and the phone was quietly put into his pocket.

Middle-aged man: "I didn't lie to you, they really came out of nowhere! One appeared outside the gate of Han's small courtyard, and the other appeared in the water tank of the folk experience hall!"

Seeing that the young man had no mobile phone in his hand, he let out a foul breath and continued: "I put them into the ancestral hall according to the instructions of the old man in the village."

Song Xi remembered that the guide would place the tablets before people died, "Then why didn't you put them up?"

"The tablets appear strangely. I rashly put them together with other tablets for fear of offending our ancestors." The middle-aged man said, "That's why they are temporarily put in the box."

"Did the person who asked you to put the tablet say anything?" Song Xi asked.

"What can you say?" The middle-aged man wondered.

"It's nothing." Song Xi thought for a while and asked, "Can you take us to meet that old man?"

The old man is the patriarch, and he is also a famous longevity old man in the town. He is 101 years old.Many foreign tourists will bring gifts to pay a visit in order to get lucky.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you there."

The old man lives in a small courtyard at the east end of the town, where various flowers and plants are planted. Two tall magnolia trees stand in the corner of the courtyard. The flowering period has passed, and there are no beautiful flowers on the treetops.

On the contrary, many withered and blackened petals fell from the tree, and the scent and rot smell were mixed, which was indescribably weird.

When Song Xi and others arrived, the old man was sitting on the rocking chair in the main room listening to the music.Hearing that someone was coming in, she opened her eyes and looked towards the door.

Chaoyang put the gift she bought on the table on the right side of the old man, and greeted him politely.

Song Xi quickly bent down and said softly, "Grandma, how are you?"

The old man laughed and narrowed his eyes, "Okay, very good, tough."

The middle-aged man was afraid that the old man would be deceived by the rhetoric of these outsiders, so he attached her ears to explain why these people came.

In some small places there will be an atmosphere of xenophobia.

They have their own rules, and they don't want outsiders to spy on them, and they don't want to be disturbed.So when Song Xi saw the middle-aged man whispering, he felt that he and Fa Xiao would be driven away.

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled kindly at them and asked the middle-aged man to pour a few cups of tea.

"As for the tablet, I just follow the precepts of my ancestors." An old voice sounded in the empty main room, "I went to other places a long time ago because of my school exams, and it wasn't until ten years ago that I got sick that my children sent me back Pension."

"I found out that the unnamed tablet is going to be placed in the ancestral hall. I ordered this matter, but as for why, I'm sorry, I don't know." She raised her hand to half cover her mouth, coughed twice, "That's my brother When I was still alive, the person who called me did not say the reason. He only said..."

"Just say that the owners of those tablets have made contributions to our town."

Similar words have been said by the guide.

Song Xi pinched his palm subconsciously, his voice was unnatural, as if something was stuck in his throat.

Intuition told him that he guessed right before.Just like Chang Hao who died on the hotel bed, after his death, the body found in the real world also had its throat cut open.

What remains to be seen is whether he is covered in plastic wrap like in the horror world.

And because Wu Chuan and Lujihu were thrown into the river, the corpses were eaten up by the piranhas, and only two tablets were left behind after their deaths.These two tablets have transitioned from the horror world to the real world.

Whether it is a corpse or a death certificate, one will always remain in reality.

Song Xi didn't have much confidence in his guess. Taking advantage of Chaoyang and Xing Xiao's time to chat with the old man, he contacted Wu Xiang again and asked him to check the old affairs of Chang Hao and Shuixiang.

Originally, I wanted to investigate Wu Chuan and Hu Xihu, but because I knew too little about them, I had to give up.

He wanted to know why the old man's elder brother suddenly told her about the memorial tablet ten years ago.

In less than half an hour, a message came from that hair.

At this time, Song Xigang and Faxiao left the old man's house and were heading to the parking lot.

Seeing him walking and playing with his mobile phone, Xing Xiao frowned and said, "What business is so important, find a place to chat before leaving."

So the three of them turned directly into a nearby tea house and asked for a small box.

The buddy brewed the best Longjing, "You guys take it easy."

Chaoyang put the tea leaves aside with the lid, took a sip, the fragrance remained on her lips and teeth, fresh and elegant.He pushed Song Xi's cup forward, and asked casually, "Didn't you say that work was suspended?"

Song Xi said vaguely: "There are still some follow-ups that have not been finished."

He turned sideways to prevent Fa Xiao from seeing the content on the screen and causing unnecessary questioning.

Wu Xiang sent a total of two investigation results.

The first one belongs to Chang Hao.

Unexpectedly, the news of Chang Hao's death caused a little sensation, and photos of the scene of his death were exposed on a forum.

In the photo, Chang Hao's body was tightly wrapped in plastic wrap. His body was twisted and curled up into a ball. Blood seeped out of the layers of plastic wrap and flowed all over the floor.

Song Xi's pupils constricted and his heart thumped violently.

Outside the window, the sun was suddenly blocked by dark clouds, the sun disappeared, and dim light filled the small box.

The color of the shadow faded away, leaving only a small phantom covering the young man's back.Song Xi felt that a hand landed on the top of his head, and rubbed his head soothingly.

The fingertips were attached to the scalp, with a warm body temperature, which gave people the illusion that it was not a fierce black shadow that could tear the female ghost apart, but a gentle man.

Song Xi was taken aback by his own thoughts, he held the back of his neck, pretended to shake his cervical spine, and successfully shook that hand away from the top of his head.

Xing Xiao glanced at him, and sneered coldly: "In addition to filming, you play with your mobile phone every day, and your cervical spine will be broken sooner or later."

Song Xi: "...you can't have dessert in your mouth?"

"There's too much bitterness, it's not sweet." As soon as Xing Xiao's words fell, Chaoyang forced a piece of tea into his mouth.

Song Xi lowered his head and continued to look down.

The text stated that Chang Hao's death was very strange. The body was wrapped up and lying in the wilderness like this. There were no footprints or wheel marks nearby, and no private cars or taxis were photographed by the surveillance closest to him.

Although there are voices suspecting that he was robbed, this is only a direction of suspicion and there is no substantive evidence.

Song Xi resisted the trembling and clicked on the next result.

The water town was called Linnan Town a long time ago.

For some reason, overnight, everyone in the town disappeared.

Since then, the ancient town with strong charm has been labeled as an ominous and ghost town, and no one dares to visit and settle there.

A few years later, the government re-planned the town and renamed it Water Town.With the launch of the project, the town regained its popularity, and some people who left the town early also came back to start small businesses.

……

Song Xi couldn't believe what happened and what kind of force it was.

People in the town can disappear overnight.

One question after another made people's brains ache.Song Xi decisively pressed the phone off, picked up the teacup and took two sips down hard.

Chaoyang was nibbling melon seeds, and threw the shells into the ashtray, "Is it done?"

"En." Remembering that he hadn't paid the bill yet, he opened the payment software and transferred the money to Wu Xiang.Just as I was about to put my phone in my pocket, the screen jumped out of the notepad page, the cursor appeared, and the keyboard popped up from the bottom of the screen.

It was as if an invisible finger was pressing the letters one by one.

At the top of the notepad, a line of words appeared: [Don't rush to find out, you want to know, time will give you the answer].

Song Xi stared at it silently, wondering if it was so mysterious.

I'm afraid that Brother Ying has studied Buddhism, so he can only speak in a polite manner, and he is so philosophical.

Hanging his eyes, he buckled the phone screen to the table, trembled when his fingertips slid across the metal corners on the side, and a shocking thought came to his mind.

Song Xi picked up the phone again, and quickly typed a question under the line of words with his fingertips: 【Which world are you from? ? ? 】

After waiting for about half a minute, Shadow did not reply.

Turning his head and looking behind him, the shadow is still there, it's just that he doesn't want to dump him.Song Xi was dejected, always felt that he was very close to the truth, but because of the shadow's silence, he couldn't get the answer all at once.

After the three of them finished their tea, they swept away the refreshments, clapped their hands and left.

I got used to the bumpy dirt road when I came here, so the return trip didn't seem so uncomfortable, but the wobble made me want to sleep.

Song Xi leaned his head against the car window, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The windows are not closed tightly, and the cool breeze blows in from the top, which is very refreshing.

After dozing off all the way, they finally returned to City B at night.Song Xi was afraid that he would suddenly evaporate on the spot, and frightened the two Faxiao to death.I am even more afraid that it will cause the two of them to travel together to the horror world and become unlucky ones.

After arriving at the villa, he declined Fa Xiao's proposal to continue the party tomorrow.

The security room at the gate of the villa area has long been familiar with Song Xi. Seeing him watching his friend's car approach, he greeted with a smile: "Mr. Song is back from filming."

Song Xi nodded, saw cold dishes and beer on the small table inside, and said with a smile, "It's supper."

"By the way." The security guard suddenly remembered something, "Your courier."

He turned around and took out a large box from the table behind, "Recently, the online shopping activity has been vigorous, and the property is full of piles, so let us come here."

As soon as Song Xi saw the lottery on the outer packaging, he knew that the perfume he had customized at a foreign fragrance agency had arrived.

He said thanks and walked home with the box in his hands.After unlocking the door with fingerprints, the lights were turned on immediately.

I heard that it is easy to hide dirt in a house that has not been lived in for a long time. Since the incident of the female ghost last night, Song Xi has become cautious. He carefully searched the living room with his eyes to make sure everything is safe before going in.

As soon as he entered the door, the shadow moved from behind him to the side, and followed the young man to the sofa step by step.

The box was very heavy. After unpacking it, he took out the bottles of beautifully packaged perfume and placed them neatly on the coffee table.

The people in the studio suffered a lot from him, and now they have to suspend their careers. Song Xi wanted to give everyone a small gift, firstly to thank them, and secondly to forgive everyone's hearts, so as to prevent the employees from thinking wildly.

He rubbed off the hiking shoes on his feet, and was about to get the slippers, when the shadow suddenly became three-dimensional. The tall body stood in front of the coffee table, and he turned to go to the entrance to get the house slippers.

Song Xi didn't expect it to please him so much, he was stunned for a while, and he didn't recover until his ankle was pinched and lifted, and he wanted to take his foot back.

The shadow was very strong, restraining him from escaping, and buckled the slippers on his feet.

Song Xi had never been cared for so intimately before, with a slightly embarrassed face, "I can do it myself."

Shadow didn't hear it, and put the other on for him.

Judging from the figure of the other party, he should be male. Song Xi had never been touched like this by other men of the same sex, and the oppressiveness of the shadow itself was so strong that he couldn't help shrinking back in embarrassment.

He cleared his throat, trying to break the weird atmosphere between the two sides, "How did you become what you are today?"

Shadow quietly sat beside him, and the sofa sank slightly with its movements.

"...I don't know?" Song Xi said to himself, "Then what are your plans for the future, do you want to follow me all the time?"

Shadow nodded.

Song Xi said distressedly: "But I have my own life, and you can do what you want too."

Shadow took the mobile phone on the young man's table, found the notepad with ease and opened it, 【What I want to do is to follow you all the time】

Song Xi: "..." After that, he was hired.

But from another point of view, this is really a frank little partner.

Song Xi rubbed his temples, and continued without giving up: "How long has it been? You have to give me a deadline."

[No deadline], Shadow continued to write on the phone.

Song Xi took a deep breath, "Are you making up your mind to pester me?"

Shadow put the phone down and put his hands on his lap.I don't know why, but this look feels a little pitiful, as if he is bullying a defenseless child.

Song Xi subconsciously softened his tone: "As long as you don't hurt me, I can live in peace with you temporarily."

Shadow straightened his back, as if he was staring at the young man with a pair of embarrassing eyes.

"However," Song Xi looked away, ignoring the illusion of being watched seriously, and calmly listed the terms and conditions, "When there is a third person present, you must pretend to be an ordinary shadow."

As soon as the voice fell, the shadow spread to the floor and shrank at his feet.

"..." There are a lot of scenes, but this is the case, Song Xi pursed his lips, "When you are at home, you can move around freely, but it belongs to my special private time, and you can't disturb me, including going to the bathroom, bathing, and sleeping Wait, it is not ruled out that there are others, and I will inform you in advance when the time comes."

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing else to explain. With a straight face, he lowered his head and stared at his feet, "Do you understand?"

The shadow moved a little bit, showing reluctance.

Song Xiqi laughed, feeling that his imagination was too rich.The whole body of the shadow was pitch black, except for the limbs, even the facial features could not be discerned.Where did I go wrong, I actually thought it would have emotions.

Glancing at the shadow pretending to be ordinary, he put away the perfume on the table, went upstairs and returned to the room.

Maybe it was because I forgot to close the window before leaving home last time, the window leaf was open, and the hanging curtain danced slightly.

Song Xi went to close the window, put on his clothes and went into the bathroom.

When he took off his pants, the script that had been stuck on his back fell to the floor. He stared at it for a while with lowered eyelids, then bent down to pick it up.

The content of the script has not changed, there is still only the follow-up of the Laifu Hotel.

Song Xi closed it, opened the door and threw it on the bed, took off the last bit of cover, and lay down in the bathtub filled with water.

The Yuba on top of his head was too dazzling. He wrung out the towel, folded it, covered his eyes, and leaned his head comfortably.

In the dark field of vision, there was a swishing sound in my ear, the sound of paper rubbing against each other!

Song Xi pulled off the towel and sat up, only to find that Shadow was holding the script in both hands, and at some point sat on the platform at the end of the bathtub.

This scene is so familiar.

Song Xi was dumbfounded, "It was you who was in the hotel before!"

Shadow shook his head, then nodded again, meaning unclear.

It slowly turns over a page of the script, and the simple description and hints of the second story are expanding rapidly.

On the white paper, black writing appeared one by one, completing what happened to Song Xi in Linnan Town in the form of a script.

Song Xi remembered what happened after seeing this scene last time, got up quickly, and put on his pajamas as quickly as possible.

The drowsiness impacted his clear mind. When he was putting on his trousers, he almost fell down. It was the shadow that supported his arm, and very enthusiastically helped lift up the trousers piled up on his ankles.

Song Xi scratched his toes in embarrassment, his words of thanks were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Fortunately, he soon lost his ability to speak, and fell asleep in the shadow's arms.

In a blur, it seemed that someone said in his ear, "Song Xi, I did not break my promise."