I eat candy in the horror world

Song Xi brought over his bowl of leftover soup and rice.

White rice, over-fried vegetables, and dark green soup, it is impossible for any one person to eat it.

Lou Guifen's husband was overjoyed when he saw her, "Little brother, I'm so sorry."

"..." Song Xi, "It's okay, I have a small appetite, and there should be no food wasted here. You are helping me by drinking it."

Lou Guifen's husband immediately took the bowl, opened his mouth wide, and poured down the food and soup in a few mouthfuls.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Let me wash this bowl for you."

"No need." Song Xi smiled, "I'll do it myself." He turned around and was about to leave, when he remembered something, he stopped and asked, "Brother, why don't I keep this kind of good thing for you next time?"

The expression of satisfaction disappeared, and the man looked up and down at the young man with a cold face.

There is no such thing as a free lunch, he said vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't think too much, I don't do anything." Song Xi pursed his lips, looked down at his legs and feet in white socks, "I just want to exchange two clothes with you with soup, my body really doesn't suit you work."

The young man looked like pajamas, his slender arms and legs were all exposed, and he was wearing socks, but underneath were a pair of obstructive slippers.

It’s okay for the temporary workers to be in charge of the shed now, but if they go to work in the flower fields in the future and still dress like this, they will definitely be scratched by the intertwined branches.If you are unlucky, you will fall, knock on a stone or a farm tool, and you will be disfigured if you don't die.

Lou Guifen's husband's face softened, "Okay, but I don't know what size you wear."

Song Xi glanced at the man's figure, and tentatively said: "Can I go to your house, in case the clothes you found are not suitable for me, I can change them directly."

"Okay." Lou Guifen's husband didn't want to run around with a few rags, "Then you wash the dishes first, and come back with me."

Last time, from a long distance away, Song Xi felt that this person was indifferent, even when his wife died.

Looking at it now, it seems that his indifference is only aimed at his dead wife, and he also retains plenty of emotion in other things.And judging from his conversation with other people just now, he and Lou Guifen should have a good relationship.

Song Xi came out after washing the dishes, gave Jiang Su a comforting look, and followed the man out of the cafeteria alone.

The rain outside did not stop, but became heavier and heavier.

"If such a heavy rain keeps falling, the newly bloomed flowers will be knocked down." The rain was loud, and Song Xi shouted worriedly to the side.

"That's right!" the man shouted back, "But it's okay, we have enough fertilizer in the field, and when the flower seedlings in the greenhouse grow up, they will soon grow new ones after transplanting them."

Song Xi never knew that using bone ashes as fertilizer had such a great effect.

Because of the weather, flower farmers can only stay at home.Maybe it was because staying in the house was too boring, many people went to chat in the corridor, and some even moved a small table out and were playing mahjong.

Under such a harmonious and leisurely picture, what is hidden is the most indifferent and vicious heart.

Song Xi passed by those people without squinting, but he paid attention to their movements from the corner of his eye. The rule that if you make a mistake, you will be replaced by the dead ghost should have existed for a long time, and there should not be only a few victims.

Unexpectedly, he really found one.

The man was small, pale, and ill.While walking, I was accidentally bumped by someone, and my body tilted and hit the wall.

Probably because the impact was too strong, Song Xi found that his upper body and lower body were staggered today, but fortunately covered by clothes, outsiders could only see a little blood smeared out, but could not see what was going on inside.

The man noticed the gaze from others, and he weakly raised his hand to Song Xi: "Little brother, can you do me a favor? Help me put my body back in place."

Song Xi: "..."

Didn't see, didn't see, I didn't see anything, Song Xi silently ran after Lou Guifen's husband.

The man naturally also saw what happened just now, and mocked: "Why, are you scared?"

Song Xi shook his head and said bravely, "It's okay."

The man didn't say much, opened the door with a key, and invited the young man to go in together.

Without a woman at home, the house is in disarray.The man stood in the living room and said hello, then turned and went into the room to find clothes.

Song Xi took the opportunity to look around and felt that there was something wrong with the house. He didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly found the cloth bag that the couple usually carried when they went to work in a not-so-hidden corner.

The cloth bag was covered with mud and dust, and it contained various hand-held gardening tools. Among them, a small shovel was cleaner than the other, and a red string was tied to the handle, which should belong to Lou Guifen.

Just as I was about to pick it up to look at the serial number on the back, a voice suddenly asked: "Who told you to rummage through our house!"

Lou Guifen's husband was holding a pair of khaki trousers and a long-sleeved T-shirt. He watched Song Xi vigilantly, as if he was going to throw him out.

Song Xi calmly said, "My shovel is broken, I want to see what the structure looks like, so I can repair it when I go back."

In the usual way of thinking, if you are caught doing bad things, you will definitely panic and feel guilty, and the young man in front of you has neither of these two points on his face.

Lou Guifen's husband withdrew his emotions, "What's wrong?"

"There is a screw missing at the connection between the shovel and the handle." It was so true that even Song Xi himself believed it.

"Which screw?" Lou Guifen's husband threw the clothes in his hand on the sofa, bent down and picked up his shovel, pointed at the three screws at the connection and asked, "This one, or this one?"

Song Xi pointed casually, "This." His eyes stopped on the number at the end of the handle.

The man's number is 29. If the woman's number in rooms 208 and 303 is one number smaller than the man's number, Lou Guifen should be number 28.

It was raining today, except for those who stayed in the cafeteria to chat, the rest of the flower farmers were in the dormitory.

It is a rare opportunity to observe them.

Song Xi wanted to stay, but couldn't find an excuse. After continuously changing the size of the clothes, the man finally found a set of old clothes from a long time ago.

The clothes were tattered, with patches on the sleeves and trouser legs.According to Lou Guifen's husband, when he got married, Guifen personally made it for him. Because of its extraordinary significance, he was reluctant to throw it away, and has kept it until now.

Song Xi took it with both hands and said thank you.

The man didn't give him a chance to stay longer, "Then I'll take you out."

Song Xi: "..." It was a bit sudden.

That messy house always gave him an indescribable weirdness, Song Xi didn't want to leave right away.After dawdling on the sofa for a while, he was pushed out the door mercilessly by Lou Guifen's husband.

Before leaving, the man brought up the dark green soup again.

Song Xi promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely leave it to you."

"That's enough, little brother." The man pressed his hand on the young man's shoulder, and when he pulled it back, his arm suddenly twitched. Song Xiqian put his arm against the anti-theft door that was about to close when the other party closed the door, "I seem to have forgotten something. take."

The man's complexion was not good, as if his heart was not feeling well, and he kept pressing his chest with his hands.

Song Xi asked him: "Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to call someone for you?"

"No need." The man said impatiently, "What did you leave behind, find it and go as soon as possible."

Song Xi found the pin that was intentionally left on the sofa,

"found it."

The man's complexion improved a bit, Song Xi walked out again with doubts, and when he passed the kitchen, his feet paused, and finally he knew what was wrong.

The kitchen was unbelievably clean, completely different from the messy living room. Even if he went to the cafeteria to eat big pot meals, he would always drink water at home.

But judging from the inside situation, Lou Guifen's husband doesn't seem to have these needs.

Song Xi suddenly remembered the first time he followed the hostess of 208. The hostess made something, but he said no. Later, the hostess had no way to knock on the door of 207, and then she and the hostess of 207 went down to the first floor to find The man went back with a bag of things.

A little closer, I went to the 303 house yesterday, and there are black pockets hidden in the cabinets of their house.

"Why don't you leave?" The man frowned and asked, wishing that he would leave immediately.

"I'm suddenly thirsty and want to drink some water." Song Xi procrastinated deliberately.

"Are you fucking annoying!" The man couldn't take it anymore, he pushed him into the corridor, and closed the door heavily.

Song Xi's toes touched the bottom of the door frame, and the wooden door failed to close completely with the strength of the man, and after a little noise against the latch, it bumped into his slippers.

He didn't go in immediately, but waited quietly outside for a while, and heard Lou Guifen's husband's footsteps from the living room to other places.

When the people in the corridor heard the commotion here, they all looked over.

Song Xi pretended he hadn't done anything, raised his hand to knock on the door, then opened the door openly and walked in.

The living room was the same as when he left it, and there seemed to be no movement in the room.

After a little thought, he tiptoed to the outside of the kitchen where the wooden door was half closed.

The kitchen door was very small, Song Xi squatted on the ground and looked up.Lou Guifen's husband was raising his hand to take out a black plastic bag from the hanging cabinet.

There were bags of transparent palm-sized airtight bags in the pockets, which contained unknown liquids.

Lou Guifen's husband took out a transparent bag, unscrewed the suction port on the top, and opened his mouth to drink.He closed his eyes, enjoying the appearance that Song Xi just saw not long ago, when this person was drinking his leftover soup.

For Lou Guifen's husband, the contents of the bag are more attractive and delicious than ordinary meals.

Therefore, this man is also a resurrected person who crawled out of the soil.

The viscera that support the body's operation are formed by the wrapping and gathering of roots. Before leaving the flower field completely, you have to peel off the fruit skin yourself. These structures, which are similar to plants, remind Song Xi of the ones he saw in the park or on the side of the road before. The nutrient solution on the trunk.

Could it be something like this that they drank?

The nutrient solution was quickly consumed, and Lou Guifen's husband sighed contentedly, stuffed the black plastic bag back into the hanging cabinet, and threw the empty transparent plastic bag into the trash can.

He paused when he bent down, and looked up through the crack of the door.

Perhaps he was overwhelmed, he actually felt that there was someone outside the door just now.

Song Xi left Lou's house and walked through the corridor unhurriedly. Everyone passing by at this moment may be a monster in human skin.

He couldn't help feeling chills, and goosebumps appeared on his arms. He pulled the rotten shirt on his body, and glanced around from the corner of his eyes.

Lou Guifen's death means that a person has been resurrected and returned to the team of flower farmers.

Song Xi remembered that the flower farmers in the early resurrection had a little abnormal behavior.It's a pity that everyone who passed by was able to move freely.

Disappointed, I went down to the third floor, hesitating to find some excuse to visit this floor as well.

He was absent-minded, and he didn't know anyone in front of him, so he bumped into him head-on, and was almost forced to sit on the ground by the hard chest opposite him.

"It's okay little brother, I didn't mean to."

Hearing a familiar voice, Song Xi looked up, it was Han Xianfeng.With a tightening of his arms, someone walked around from behind Han Xianfeng and grabbed his arm.

Song Xi stared blankly at Jiang Su: "Why are you here?"

Han Xianfeng was drenched all over, and Jiang Su was naturally not much better, Ru Mo's black hair was sticking to his forehead, the cold rain made his face pale, and his lips became more rosy.

Song Xi stayed at Lou's house for a while, although his clothes were wet, they were not very cold.He took off the shirt and put it over the boy's head, and wiped his hair.

There was a bit of displeasure between the brows, "Why did you bring the child here on a rainy day?"

"I'm the one who brought him here, obviously he came to find you by himself." Han Xianfeng looked aggrieved, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said happily, "But it's just in time to meet you, I came to Archie to ask for plaster, You go with me. If there are many people, one can attract his attention, one can cover, and one can go to his house to find some clues."

Song Xi immediately nodded and agreed, "Where does he live?"

Han Xianfeng raised his hand and pointed, "Room 306."

Jiang Su sneezed, Song Xi withdrew his gaze from others, and criticized: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the cafeteria, I will go back soon."

I wanted to add a sentence that was too bad, but after thinking about it, forget it.

The children are so old, they are no longer children, so we have to save some face.

"You haven't come back after walking for a long time." Jiang Su's voice came from behind the clothes muffled.

Song Xi took away the wet shirt, rolled it into a ball and hugged it in his arms, "You are so worried about me."

Jiang Su pursed her lips, looked to the side, "It's normal."

"Okay, if you want to quarrel, go back and quarrel again, you have to go to Archie." Han Xianfeng couldn't help interrupting, one of them was arrogant and refused to admit it, the other was not teasing, it looked like they were bickering, but in fact they were tired and crooked Crooked.

It was the first time he saw such a sticky brotherhood.

"I'll be with you." Just as he was about to sleep, someone handed him a pillow, and Song Xi happily followed.

There were also many people chatting outside in the corridor on the third floor.

Song Xi was completely focused on the people in the aisle. When he passed by a woman with half-white hair, he heard her say to the person opposite: "Recently my legs and feet are bad, and there is no one at home to help."

Song Xi stopped, covered his mouth and pretended to sneeze.

Ah cut, although the two flower growers who were chatting did not spit out any saliva, they still stepped aside in disgust.The half-white-haired one was indeed a little unsteady when walking, his legs were limp, and he could only take a step when he was supported by another person.

"You stay." Song Xi whispered to Jiang Su, "Follow her and go to her house to find the serial number."

Jiang Su obediently took a step behind and stood beside the white-haired woman.Probably tired from standing, she told the person she was chatting with that she wanted to go home, and she was sent back to room 307.

Room 307 is very tidy, and it is easy to find the neatly arranged set of farm tools.

The woman's number is 08.

Jiang Su followed behind the man who sent the woman home, and left without anyone noticing.

At the door of Archie's room, Song Xi and Han Xianfeng were stopped outside.

He had just gotten out of the shower and was drying his hair with a towel in his hand when the door knocked.Opening the door, seeing that it was a temporary worker, he became cautious, "Why are you here?"

"We came here to ask you if there is any plaster for relaxing tendons and activating blood circulation." Han Xianfeng explained, "Uncle Su moved the flowerpot yesterday, and his lumbar muscles are strained. Today, the pain is so painful that he can't even walk."

Archie walked around the faces of the three people, and stepped back, "Wait at the door, I'll look for it."

The vigilant attitude made Song Xi wonder whether he might really be hiding some secret. The best way to explore the secret is naturally to get close to the secret.

As soon as he lifted his foot, his wrist was pulled.

It was Jiang Su who came back, "Her number is 08."

Song Xi's heart beat faster, so he could match up.

The male owner of No. 303 is No. 36, the cut is No. 6, the same number is 6, and the way of death is to be cut by a fan.

The new white-haired woman is No. 08. She must have found No. 28 Lou Guifen as a scapegoat. The same number is 8, and the way of death was being hit on the top of the head by a hoe.

Discovered by Jiang Su, the number of the male owner of 208 is 44, the number of the way of death is 4, and the way of death is choking on water.

如此一来，一定还有1、2、3、5、7、9、10个死亡号码。

Don't take your seat according to the number, does it mean that you don't correspond to these ten ways of death?

But there are obviously 9 temporary workers here.

If the calculation is based on the annihilation of the entire army, there should be one way of death left.

Could the extra way of death be the way to get out?

When Archie turned back to the inner room, Song Xi immediately dragged Jiang Su in and hid behind the curtain.

The plaster at Archie's house was in the bedside table in the bedroom. He took it out and looked at Han Xianfeng in confusion, "Where are the other two?"

Han Xianfeng didn't change his face and said, "Song Xi said that the two of them wanted to go to the toilet, so they left first."

Although Archie felt strange, he couldn't find the problem, so he responded lightly, and blocked Han Xianfeng from the door expressionlessly.

Looking at the cold-colored anti-theft door, Han Xianfeng rolled a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, praying silently that the two of them must not be found.Of course, Song Xi had better be able to find useful clues.

In the room, Song Xi and Jiang Su huddled together, sitting on the bay window behind the curtain.

The glass on the back is a frosted texture that can protect privacy, and there will be no reflections. He opened the curtain a little and looked through the gap. Archie was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and watching TV.

The programs on TV are still boring gardening and planting.

Archie was so absorbed in watching that he didn't notice that there were two more people in the room.After a while, he got up and went to the kitchen cabinet, and found a bag of snacks.

Song Xi took a closer look and found that it was potato chips.

He is not prone to obesity, and he does not need to deliberately control his food intake in his life. Everything is based on health.

Normally, he has no interest in this kind of thing, but since he came to the flower garden, the food he eats every day is clear and watery, and now he smells the aroma of potato chips, and the gluttons in his stomach are hooked out.

Jiang Su sat cross-legged and raised his hand to touch the young man's rolling Adam's apple.

Song Xi was taken aback and almost cried out.

He gave Jiang Su a hard look, and warned him to be more honest with his mouth and not to move around.

Most of the TVs in the dormitory buildings can’t receive other programs. The flower-growing program ends after half an hour. The commercial time is Mr. Wang’s speech. An absolutely noble person cannot make mistakes and cannot corrupt virtue.

Song Xi has always felt that Mr. Wang is a poisonous person who brainwashes everyone like a pyramid scheme.Flower farmers and temporary workers have to die if they make mistakes, so what about Mr. Wang himself?He is a mortal and not a saint, so he will not make mistakes?

While thinking about it, the advertisement ended, and the flower growing program was played again on TV.

Song Xi: "..."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the lights in the dormitory building went out.Archie looked up at the light, got up and turned off the TV, and went into the room to sleep.

Song Xi and Jiang Su sat on the bay window for a long time, and finally walked out from behind the curtain.

After the eyes adapt to the light, the outlines of some furniture can be barely seen.

Jiang Su saw Song Xi take out the mobile phone from Han Xianfeng before entering the door from his trouser pocket.Charging is not possible in the wooden house, and Han Xianfeng did not bring a charging cable. In order to save power, his mobile phone is always turned off.

Song Xi pressed the power button to turn it on, and couldn't help looking at Archie's bedroom while waiting.

Jiang Su squatted beside him and whispered, "With me here, he won't find us."

Song Xi nodded, sweating all the time holding the phone.He breathed a sigh of relief, put his lips next to the boy's ear, and said in a breathy voice: "Archie recorded our number on purpose. This should not be his sudden behavior. We will look for it later and see if he has any other records here." Numbered book."

The nine people used notebooks to record them, and there were about fifty people in the entire flower garden. It didn't make sense that Archie could write them down with his brain instead of pen.

If there is, it should be the same as the small book that records temporary workers. In addition to the number, there will be a corresponding face.

Knowing this information, they can spend the rest of their time observing.

Judging from the daily performance of the flower growers, how they died roughly.

"The exit this time should be related to death," Song Xi's plan is, "Just find out the ten specific ways of death, exclude the nine kinds of death that correspond to our numbers, and the remaining tenth kind should be ours. way out."

Here, to die is to die.

A death method that causes huge damage to the body is definitely not acceptable. The last method of death may not cause damage to the body, but it can make people feel close to death.

Jiang Su stretched out his hand to hold the young man's hand, "Well, listen to you."

The boy's hands were very warm, and Song Xi's cold hands from the wet clothes began to warm up, and he dragged Jiang Su towards the TV cabinet.