I eat candy in the horror world

When he arrived at the airport, Xiao Jiang parked his car in the parking lot, just like yesterday. After completing the formalities, the two entered the VIP waiting room.

The waiting room was silent, and there was not a single passenger boarding the plane.The chandelier above the head is slightly dim, and after projecting out, many blind spots in the space are completely dark.

Xiao Jiang looked left and right nervously, and followed Song Xi to find a seat to sit down.

He took a breath and whispered, "Brother Song, do you feel eerie?"

Song Xi didn't answer, and asked about the topic we talked on the road before, "Why did the editor brother tell you about the camera?"

"Ah?" The sudden change of subject made Xiao Jiang startled, he paused for a while before saying, "He called me at first to tell me that he had resigned, but after I asked, he told me that it was because of photos and other scenes. The problem is, I dare not stay on the set any longer.”

The mass of black hair in the corner of the lens and the photo obviously does not occupy the entire frame, but it is always noticed at the first sight.

Song Xi recalled the first time he heard about supernatural photos, it was a weekend.Thinking about it, he frowned.

"Xiao Jiang, was the scene with black hair also taken on the night of x month x?"

"Yeah." Xiao Jiang was very impressed with that day, "Didn't the male number two come late that day, the director lost his temper a lot, and his acting skills were not good, so he had to retake a scene many times, because He, you have been standing beside him for a long time."

at night?

Song Xi didn't believe in ghosts and gods in the past, but Bao Buqi has a big speaker, Xiao Jiang. Since he picked up the script, Xiao Jiang began to instill all kinds of spiritual knowledge in him.

For example, the yin at night, especially at midnight, is the heaviest, which is suitable for ghosts to haunt.

Song Xi: "The photo was taken at night, and the shot with hair was also taken at night, so that thing only appears at night?"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sudden bang, and one of the coffee cups placed on the strip table for passengers to take by themselves was hit by a spoon.

Xiao Jiang was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

The shadow hidden in Song Xi's neckline spread out silently, like a powerful sea water, first infiltrating, and then slowly occupying every corner.

In an instant, in the silent waiting room, there were suddenly many sounds from the outside world.

Xiao Jiang was at a loss, suddenly not sure whether these voices had existed earlier, but because he was too focused on speaking, he didn't notice them.

Song Xi's slightly frowning brows were quickly released, and it was certain that the waiting room was not clean, at least it was like this before Jiang Su made a move.

At 11:30 in the morning, the plane arrived in Anseong.

With Jiang Su's protection, Song Xi walked out of the airport swaggeringly, and the passers-by treated him as nothing, and occasionally one or two probing eyes fell on him, and he would soon turn away with a look of self-doubt.

Song Xi thought inexplicably, it would be nice if he met the children earlier, so he wouldn't have to go out and be fully armed.

Xiao Jiang carried a small luggage bag and lowered his head to call the driver who picked him up.The driver was already waiting outside, and as soon as they got out, the two got into the car and went straight to their destination.

The driver is a reliable local who relies on relationships, and speaks and acts with a sense of integrity.

Seeing that the two of them were carrying luggage with big bags and small bags, they didn't look like locals or business travelers, so they started talking.

"The two of you are here to travel." He smiled, "Ancheng Flower Garden is a key project developed here, and not long ago, we applied for the qualification to hold the Flower Expo in [-], and I don't know if we can be selected. "

"Ancheng is like spring all the year round, suitable for the growth of flowers and plants, so I will definitely be selected." Song Xi sat forward a little bit, pretending to be gossiping, "I heard that the owner of the flower garden is surnamed Wang, and he is a rich second generation? "

"Huh? Boss Wang?" The driver looked weird, and glanced at the person in the back seat through the rearview mirror, "Don't you know? He disappeared, probably more than ten years ago. It's probably because of the unrest in our local area. Little sensation."

"Missing?" Song Xi asked, "Did someone find it later?"

The driver said no, "No, it's not just him. Dozens of flower farmers disappeared overnight!"

It disappeared overnight again, exactly the same as Lin Nanzhen's situation.

Song Xi suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, "Did the police investigate? Didn't they find their whereabouts?"

The driver didn't say it clearly, but said: "In short, this large-scale disappearance case has become an unsolved case, and it has not been solved yet."

In the second half of the journey, Song Xi didn't speak any more. He told Wu Xiang about this and asked him to check whether there was any abnormal phenomenon in the flower garden before the disappearance.

Wu Xiang's message came back quickly: [Lin Nanzhen and Ancheng Flower Garden, two cases, double remuneration. 】

A quote follows immediately.

Song Xi's face contorted for a moment, and he recalled two words: [Yes]

Ever since he left the protection of his parents and came out to make money on his own, Song Xi has tasted what blood, sweat and tears are.Those times when he was criticized by the director and even pointed at his nose and scolded, those times when he stayed up all night to make up for the show, made him very concerned about the money in the bank card now.

Small expenditures are fine, but when encountering such a large expenditure, his heart really hurts.

As soon as the heart hurts, you must find something else to relieve it.

So after getting off the car, the two went to the hotel in the flower garden first, and then Xiao Jiang bought vegetables and fruits from the back kitchen of the hotel according to Song Xi's instructions.

With the hand raised and the knife dropped, the apple was split in two.

Song Xi handed half to Xiaojiang, opened his mouth to bite the other half, took an orange, and dipped his slender fingertips in from the top, easily peeled off the skin and put it on the plate.

Xiaojiang didn't show it on the surface, but felt a little pain in his heart.

He didn't live in Song Xi's cell phone, but judging from the familiar scene now, Brother Song must have spent a lot of money.

Song Xi made three fruit plates at once, and the two of them ate until after two o'clock in the afternoon.

But the hotel called to ask if they needed to order tickets for the show half an hour later.

The performance is mainly folk art, and the proceeds will be donated to local folk art institutions to ensure better development of folk art.

Song Xi thought it was a good thing and ordered two tickets on the spot.

Ten minutes later, the hotel staff knocked on the door and told the two to leave.

The performance location is not far from the hotel. Song Xi sat in a sightseeing car, blowing the cool breeze, and glanced at one after another flower fields. The flowers here are gorgeous and gorgeous, and the colors are much more beautiful than those in ordinary flower shops. Many tourists are posing, Taking pictures.

The inside of Song Xi's collar is a very good place. Jiang Su nestled here whenever he got the chance. He came out of it, turned into the shape he should have, and fell at the young man's feet. A small part of it was tinged with coolness. on the nearest ankle.

Song Xi felt itchy and kicked it twice. Just as he put it back, the shadow entangled him again.

Why didn't I find Jiang Su so clingy before? !

Sighing helplessly, he let him go.

The sightseeing car transported people to the performance venue smoothly, and the temporary seats used by hundreds of plastic stools were already full of men, women and children.Some of them are holding umbrellas, some are fanning, and some are receiving popsicles from the hawkers.

Song Xi found a corner and sat down, looking around, looking for an older person to inquire about the news.

A burst of exciting percussion music drew his attention away. On the stage, an old man with a white beard was playing the suona. The sound of the suona was sharp, with a strong ethnic style.

Song Xi didn't think there was anything at first, but later, the sound of suona changed.

Song Xi had heard that music at close range twice, once when Cun Tou was being judged, and once when Cheng Yaya was being judged.Under the backdrop of the daytime and the liveliness of the audience, the weird tune became less austere.

As soon as the music stopped, Song Xi got up and followed backstage.

The old man put the suona into a velvet bag and was about to leave when he saw someone suddenly blocking the door, he was stunned, "Are you...?"

"I'm here for a trip, and I think the piece you just played is very nice, so I want to ask if you can give me a score."

As the saying goes, the apprentice starved to death of the master, and the folk music played by the suona was regarded as the old man's cooking skills. He wondered, if it was revealed, what would happen if the person in front of him robbed him of his business? !

He is an old man who is nearly seventy years old, and he must not be able to do well with a young man with a good face.

"I'm sorry, little brother, this shop was passed down from our ancestors, so we can't disclose it." The old man had a smile on his face, and his words were full of cold rejection.

Song Xi didn't have much cash on him, so he asked Xiaojiang how many banknotes he wanted, and stuffed them into the old man's hand, "I'm a folk music lover, I don't mean anything else, it's just because I like it." .”

The old man looked at the money in his hand, there must be less than two thousand.

He looked at the young man carefully, he was covered with famous brands from head to toe, it didn't seem like he wanted to grab business.He hesitated a little and agreed.

"But the music score is not with me, and I can't recite it. If you want it, come home with me to get it."

Song Xi couldn't ask for it.

The performance troupe lived in the flower garden, and when the performance was over, Song Xi followed the old man on the sightseeing bus.The car drove past giant paintings made of flowers one after another, and a green man-made lake, and finally stopped after passing a long concrete road.

The small four-story building stood upright, and the years had put an old coat on his door.

Looking at the mottled walls that had peeled off the skin, Song Xi clenched his fists and tensed his body.There was a hint of coolness on the wrist, and the shadow projected by Xiao Jiang on his body had been eroded by Jiang Su at some point, and he was holding his wrist tightly.

Seeing that the young man in front of him was motionless, Xiao Jiang asked in confusion, "Brother Song, what's wrong?"

Song Xi came back to his senses, "It's nothing." He looked at the old man and said with a smile, "This building was built a long time ago."

"It's been 17 years," said the old man,

"It is said that the house where the earliest flower farmers lived."

The old man lived on the first floor, and he led the two of them to the rightmost room.There was no room number on the old anti-theft door. As the door was pushed open, Song Xi saw the old furniture inside.

Suddenly there is a feeling of turning back time.

The old man walked in first, and he was a little embarrassed by the mess in the house, "The house hasn't been cleaned very much, don't dislike it." After speaking, he ran to pour water for the two of them.

Song Xi sat down and found that the sofa looked familiar.

Seeing his strange eyes, the old man explained subconsciously: "The furniture here was cleaned out from this building before, and then the manager distributed it according to everyone's needs."

Song Xi tapped the cracked leather sofa twice with his fingertips, and typed two words on the notepad with his mobile phone: [Archie]

The shadow crawled into the collar of the young man along the shadow of his back, "Yes."

Song Xi's heart beat faster and faster, this is actually the furniture used by Archie!

Does it mean that everything in the horror world may not be fiction, or a reflection of reality, but real existence? !

The dolls in the Laifu Hotel are not without reason. Miss Bai in Linnan Town really had a relationship with a perverted painter, and the flowers in Ancheng Flower Garden are so bright because the ashes of the former flower farmers are buried in the soil ...