I eat candy in the horror world

Grandma Hui is not afraid of death, and Jiang Su always stands by Song Xi's side, and Uncle Su who is unconscious is considered neutral.

Shen Tingyu and Wang Zhengqi looked at Han Xianfeng, as if as long as he voted against, they could really change the current dilemma.

Han Xianfeng clasped his hands tightly and lowered his head. Compared with Uncle Su's comfort, his wife and children were of course more important.But what Jiang Su said was right, the flower growers could no longer hold back.

As long as they are willing, they can use Uncle Su's affairs to pour endless dirty water on them.

Standing still is death, moving forward is also death, it is better to fight.

In case, they really fight their way out.

"Let's sleep late tomorrow morning." Han Xianfeng left the words, got up and left.

Shen Tingyu stared at his leaving back, with emotional ups and downs in her eyes, she glanced at Wang Zheng, who was thin and thin, with always so gloomy expression, she knew it was unreliable.

What is the difference between letting her go against the wishes of the majority and pairing up with such a person, and actively seeking death?

She closed her eyes and said to Song Xi, "Listen to you."

The opinions were unified, and the stone in everyone's heart fell down.That night, everyone slept very soundly, and no one got out of the warm blanket until dawn.

The sun was rising gradually, and the industrious flower farmers had breakfast one after another, but there were no temporary workers, which was strange.

Shouzhugan, who originally arranged for temporary workers, found Archie, and he clicked on the dial of his watch, "The morning meeting will start soon, and none of the temporary workers showed up, so go and have a look."

Archie went to the wooden house and knocked on the door of Grandma Hui's room first.

The spots on grandma's gray face extended to her neck, and when she raised her hand to grab it, the skin was immediately torn, and her hand was bloody.

Archie glanced at his fingers, and asked sharply: "What's the situation with you, you haven't woken up at this point?! You won't be able to go to work today!"

Grandma Hui felt the wet blood flowing from the wound on the side of his neck, but he didn't feel any pain. He slowly wiped the blood off his fingers with his clothes, "No."

"You!" Archie angrily said, "Isn't it right? Well, you're absent from work!"

He put down his harsh words and went to the next door. Who knew that Han Xianfeng's attitude was even worse than Grandma Hui, so he kicked Archie out of the door.

Han Xianfeng has been waiting for this day for a long time. The people in this poor place treat them like livestock, so they almost beat them to work with a whip every day. Thinking of this, he walked down two steps and kicked Archie again. .

Archie staggered forward with that force, fell like a shit, hit his head on the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Han Xianfeng was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he fell to his death, and hurried forward.

Just as he was about to reach out, the person on the ground suddenly moved.

Archie put his hands on the ground and slowly raised his upper body, but his head did not rise along with his neck, but sank down instead.

On the back of his neck, which was originally intact, blood overflowed, forming long, thin and even bloodstains around his neck.Han Xianfeng immediately judged that it was a smooth wound quickly cut by a sharp weapon.

The wound was spreading inward, only to hear a click, Archie's head fell to the ground, rolled half a circle, staring at Han Xianfeng with serious eyes.

With the previous experience of picking up corpses for Cuntou, the current situation did not affect Han Xianfeng too much, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly to other rooms: "Don't sleep, come out and have a look!"

Shen Tingyu remembered it a long time ago, but seeing that no one else was moving, she hid herself in the quilt and fell asleep. When she heard the sound, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and saw Archie's headless neck from the window.

That place is still flesh and blood, but the cervical vertebra embedded in the middle is not a white bone, but something dark green.

She couldn't see clearly, put on her shoes and ran out, just in time to see Archie's hands groping around, as if looking for his head.

In a daze, a foot suddenly appeared and kicked the head that was about to be found flying out.

At the same time, there was a slipper that flew out.

Song Xi moved his toes in embarrassment, jumped over with one foot, and put on the slippers.His ears were red, and he secretly glanced at the others. Seeing that they didn't mean to laugh at him, he walked up to Archie's body.

After some groping to no avail, the body stood up unsteadily.

Song Xi saw that the bones that were supposed to be connected to the head had all turned into dark green roots, and the roots were densely intertwined, making one's scalp numb.

Han Xianfeng felt guilty, "Will Archie trouble me? If so, I might as well throw his head away."

"Good idea." Song Xi cast an admiring look.

The flower farmers are looking forward to their death, and if they find out that they plan to leave, they will definitely come to arrest them. One less Archie means less danger.

Song Xi said, "Throw his head on the roof."

"This way..." Han Xianfeng swallowed back the word "quite bad" and replaced it with, "Very good."

Song Xi was more flexible. He asked Han Xianfeng to find a plastic bag, put Archie's head in it, and climbed up to the roof with it.

In order to make the combination of wood and wood more stable, long nails were hit on the wood. Song Xi took out a pin from his pocket and hung it on the wooden nail, and tied the plastic bag to it.

It may be because of being separated from the body and his throat was broken. Archie's mouth has been moving, unable to make a sound, and there is strong resentment in his eyes.

Song Xi stared at those eyes and smiled, propped his chin and asked him, "How did you die?"

Archie's mouth continued to move, as if cursing.

"Let me guess." Song Xi, "The fractured part of your skin and cervical spine is very smooth, and ordinary small tools can't do it at all. It is also impossible for a household bone cutter, after all, it is a dead thing, and it is impossible to clean it yourself. Moving hurts."

He confidently thought about a large object he saw in the warehouse yesterday.

It was an agricultural cutting machine, used to cut withered flowers and plants in winter.The edge of the knife embedded in the machine is sharp and wide, just like the guillotine for beheading in ancient times.

Song Xi: "It's a cutting machine."

Archie's eyes changed slightly, and the astonishment disappeared in a flash, but was still captured by Song Xi.

Song Xi nodded, said goodbye to Archie, and quickly fell from the roof to the ground.

Han Xianfeng approached anxiously, "What are you doing up there for so long!"

"Get some information." Song Xi said, "Archie's head was cut off by a cutting machine. Look at the photo, what is Archie's number."

Han Xianfeng took out his phone, clicked on the photo, and said, "It's the 22nd!"

“所以2号死亡方式是被切割机切掉了脑袋。”宋袭，“还剩尾号1、3、5、9、0。”

Han Xianfeng immediately cheered up, yesterday's worry and entanglement turned into joy, as if the exit was ahead, and he was one step closer.

"When will the action start?" Shen Tingyu looked elsewhere. Wang Zheng had already gotten up and was standing at the window staring at them. Grandma Hui also came out of the house, and there was only one person left.

She asked, "Where's Jiang Su?"

"Still asleep." Song Xi felt a headache when he thought of the boy sleeping soundly.

As early as when Archie knocked on the door of grandma's gray room, he woke up, and his first reaction was to get out of bed to check, but Jiang Su slept like an octopus, with his head buried in his chest and his long legs clamping his The strength from his calves and his arms did not know where, and he almost lost his breath.

In order to get off the bed, Song Xi used all his might.

Shen Tingyu was speechless, "I can fall asleep at this time, my heart is too big."

Han Xianfeng coughed and said, "Go and wake him up, it's getting late."

Song Xi returned to the room, Jiang Su's head was buried in the quilt, only his black hair and a small part of his smooth forehead were exposed.

He lay on the side of the bed, reached out and pushed the boy's shoulder, "Susu, get up."

Jiang Su moved twice, didn't open his eyes, touched the position beside him with one hand, the cold bed made him completely awake, sat up suddenly, and met Shang Song Xispirit's eyes.

He spoke with a hoarse voice, "When did you get up?"

"Just got up." Seeing that his face was slightly red, Song Xi couldn't help reaching out to touch it, and Jiang Su's cheek rubbed against the young man's palm.

Song Xi smiled, "Get up, everyone is waiting for you."

"Yeah." Just now, the emotion similar to being gentle and coquettish disappeared completely, and Jiang Su returned to calmness.

Ten minutes later, everyone gathered outside the wooden house, and after some instructions, they walked towards the cafeteria.

The flower growers who had gathered outside the cafeteria after breakfast had already left in a hurry, and most of them had already gone to the place where the morning meeting was held in advance.

Seeing the temporary workers coming, Shouzhugan frowned, and immediately walked over to Han Xianfeng, "Did you see Archie? He went to find you."

"No." Han Xianfeng said innocently, "Did he go somewhere else?"

Shouzhugan didn't think much about it, his expression changed as soon as he said it, and he poked Han Xianfeng's shoulder with gravity with his fingers, and said in a superior tone: "Breakfast time is over. Since you are late, you should work hungry in the morning."

Han Xianfeng pushed the finger away, "If you don't hold it, don't worry about it."

He looked back at Song Xi, who smiled and said, "We do it ourselves."

Before the thin bamboo pole could react, the temporary workers swaggered past him and went straight into the cafeteria.

The aunt in the canteen was holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and she was taken aback when she saw so many people staring at her.

Thinking of the identities of these people, she put away the fearful expression on her face, pointed at the door with her hips akimbo, and said, "No one in the back kitchen is allowed to enter, I order you to go out immediately!"

Song Xi didn't seem to see her, and went straight to the refrigerator.

As soon as the refrigerator door was opened, the food stuffed inside was exposed to everyone's sight. Shen Tingyu said softly, "I want to eat a sandwich."

Someone started, and the rest followed suit.

"It's wrong, you temporary workers are all wrong!" the cafeteria lady screamed, and was immediately pushed out of the cafeteria.

The heavy aluminum door closed before her eyes, dividing the inside from the outside.

On the other side of the door, Han Xianfeng and the others laughed heartily. It was the first time they entered the horror world without being cautious. It was the first time that they were so reckless. The heart was filled with unprecedented pleasure. Fear, fear, and trepidation seemed to have shrunk into an unknown corner .

Song Xi took the ingredients out of the refrigerator and became the breakfast cook.

He found a clean apron from the box and tied it on. It was not easy to move with his backhand, so he turned his head and waved at Jiang Su, "Susu, help me tie it."

Jiang Su took two thin belts from the young man and tied them into a bow, making her waist look beautiful and slender.

He tilted his head and looked at it for two seconds, spread his five fingers and gestured a few times, resting his chin on Song Xi's shoulder, "Brother's waist is so thin."