Summoning Infinite Movie

I'm afraid I won't have the chance to look at the photos before going to bed, no matter how tough Chi Xian is, he can't stand his brother's teasing.

So, he took Jiang Jibei directly from his lap to the bed.

Even though Chi Xian pressed her on the bed and kissed her breathlessly, Jiang Jibei still had the heart to ask with a smile, "Is it okay to do this in movies?"

"I have a high-level authority, and surveillance is prohibited during rest time." Chi Xian's movements did not stop.

Jiang Jibei raised his eyebrows, and reached out to help him untie his belt: "Then you didn't say it earlier? Wait until now?"

"..."

When they parted, they were still young, young and energetic, and it was inevitable that their guns would go off the rails, but Chi Xian was underage at that time, so the two did not have any more in-depth exchanges.

When we met again, it was different from the past, Chi Xian's stall had a broken and reorganized body, and Jiang Jibei was not worried about whether he would have obstacles in some aspects.

Jiang Jibei didn't personally confirm this question with Chi Xian, firstly, the timing was wrong, their lives were in danger at any time on the island, and they didn't have the heart to think about such things at all.

Secondly, he was afraid that if it was true, it would make Chi Xian sad.

Therefore, Jiang Jibei even made some mental preparations behind Chi Xian's back—at worst, he would become a vegetarian monk for the rest of his life, as long as Chi Xian returned to him, no matter what.

He originally thought so.

But now, when Chi Xian took off his clothes and covered him, Jiang Jibei realized that he was wrong.

He underestimated how greedy he was.

When Chi Xian was blown to pieces, Jiang Jibei tried his best to find his bones, even if there was only one piece, he was satisfied; knowing that Chi Xian was still alive, he wanted to keep him by his side, as long as Chi Xian didn't leave That's enough; now that he can hug the lively Chi Xian, the casual hugs and kisses are no longer enough to satisfy him.

Love is inherently unreasonable plunder and possession, not to mention the love after it is lost and found, Jiang Jibei selfishly allows himself to make progress.

He needs all of Chi Xian, and longs to be fully possessed by the other party.

And Chi Xian happened to be the same as Jiang Jibei, and their ideas were surprisingly consistent in this regard.

Or rather, he was the one who wanted more.

Dawn caught a glimpse of their madness, and after they had enjoyed themselves, cast a ray of light through the gap in the curtains onto the quilt.

The two of them lay exhausted on the bed, the clothes were piled up in a mess, the sheets and quilt were wrinkled as if they had just been taken out of the washing machine, and the pillows were scattered here and there.

Chi Xian stretched out one arm, and pillowed it under Jiang Jibei's neck.

No one spoke, they closed their eyes, feeling each other's heartbeat and gradually calming breathing.

"I know that I can't be a monk at all because I have practiced meat." Jiang Jibei suddenly said a word.

"..." Chi Xian's eyelashes moved.

"If I knew today, I didn't care about etiquette, righteousness, and shame." Seeing that Chi Xian didn't answer, Jiang Jibei opened his eyes, turned over, propped his head on one hand, and looked down at Chi Xian who closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. Be a beast and do nothing but you."

The last sentence really made Chi Xian unable to hold back.

He opened his eyes and stared intently at Jiang Jibei with love in his blue eyes.The desire has not subsided.

"When we get out of the island, brother will replace you with a new body, and you can go bankrupt." Jiang Jibei lowered his head, kissed Chi Xian's eyelids, and considered his tone, "Even if you can't help it, don't feel pressured. Plato is not bad either..."

Chi Xian couldn't listen anymore, and covered his mouth with his hand: "Wait, what psychological pressure?"

Jiang Jibei looked at Chi Xian, blinked his eyes very innocently, and a muffled voice came from his subordinates: "It's inhumane."

"Brother, don't worry." The corner of Chi Xian's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately declared solemnly, "I'm fine."

Jiang Jibei: "...?"

The two looked at each other for two seconds.

Jiang Jibei grabbed Chi Xian's hand and stared into his eyes: "Really? But you're not..."

"Really." Chi Xian said seriously, "When reorganizing the body, the Science and Technology Department..."

He didn't continue, but emphasized: "Anyway, it's even more powerful."

"Don't brag." Jiang Jibei couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips with the thoughtful word "Geng", "After I go out, I will inspect the goods."

"Test." Chi Xian hooked his shoulders and pulled him into his arms, "If you don't sleep again, you won't be able to sleep today."

"Sleep, sleep, don't mess with me." Jiang Jibei smiled and slipped into Chi Xian's arms, stretching out his hand to grab the quilt.

It was noon when I opened my eyes again.

Jiang Jibei lay on the bed and reached out to explore.

After confirming that Chi Xian was still by his side, he turned sideways, picked up the phone from the bedside table, and opened the photo album.

Before going to bed, he only glanced at it roughly, and now he has time to carefully observe the photos.

The body in the picture is still not restored to the state of having skin, and it is covered with dense white maggots. It seems that it will take a few days for the maggots to wriggle and change to the state of maggots that have not yet hatched.

On the contrary, the white cloth spread under the corpse seemed to have changed, as if there were some faint dark lines, but even if the picture was enlarged, it was not very clear.

At this moment, Jiang Jibei felt Chi Xian behind him turn over, put his face close to his head, and put his arms around his waist.

Then, Chi Xian's lazy voice sounded in his ears, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Jibei turned back, put the phone horizontally in front of Chi Xian, and asked him to look at the photo of the corpse: "Are you hungry? Think about what to have for lunch."

"I'm hungry." Chi Xian calmly dealt with the visual impact, observing the photo without changing his expression, "I can't see anything now, do you remember what this body looked like when it was still bones?"

The appearance of the bones in the memory is very vague, it seems that the original "Jiang Jibei" was unwilling to remember more, and deliberately forgot the content of the photo.

Jiang Jibei told the truth: "I remember the general idea, but if I was asked to draw it, I would not be able to do it."

Chi Xian moved his head to his pillow again.

Their foreheads are against their foreheads, their noses are against their noses, and they can feel the heat between their breaths.

Chi Xian's eyes were deep, and the moisture he exhaled also had a charming taste.

However, in such an atmosphere, what he said was very strange: "Gender can be judged by the skull and pelvis."

Jiang Jibei: "..."

Jiang Jibei; "Speaking of which, when you were still the zombie master, I thought your skull was very superior."

Chi Xian: "..."

Chi Xian: "You recognized me through my bones?"

When you spend time with your lover, normally the topic should not be how to observe the unprovoked skeleton.

Jiang Jibei leaned back with a smile, and sat up: "I'm going to check the difference between male and female skeletons, and I'll go out to buy lunch by the way."

Chi Xian also sat up, but stared at his body: "Brother, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Chi Xian's tone hesitated to speak, and Jiang Jibei realized that the quilt had slipped onto his lap.

"Now you know you're worried?" He lowered his eyes and glanced at his body, teasing him a bit viciously, "You didn't look worried when you fucked me so hard last night."

"..." Chi Xian couldn't talk to his brother at all.

"I'm fine." Jiang Jibei patted his rarely embarrassed face with a smile, "In the movie, my physical fitness is very good, you are busy with yours."

"Then I'll look at the information on the Internet, and then roughly plan the course of action." Chi Xian looked at Jiang Jibei who got up and got out of bed, "Brother, you should be safe when you move alone."

Jiang Jibei, who had already walked to the door of the room with his clothes, turned his head and blew him a kiss: "Yes."

After washing, Jiang Jibei changed his clothes and left the house.

There were people coming and going in the elevator room, so he got on the elevator and went downstairs with a few familiar neighbors.

The neighbors seemed very kind, because they were worried that they might be suddenly attacked by unknown creatures like ghost-faced men on the road. Before going out, Jiang Jibei took Chi Xian's lighter and became the most dangerous one in the elevator.

Leaving the apartment without incident, Jiang Jibei had an unexpected harvest on the side of the commercial street in the sunny community.

He stepped lightly and stepped forward to say hello: "Are you here so early?"

An old acquaintance sitting on a roadside bench is holding a thin and light laptop, staring at the screen intently.

Hearing Jiang Jibei's greeting, his first reaction was to close the screen with a "snap".

But Jiang Jibei came from behind him, and at this moment he had a general idea of ​​what he was watching.

In the video played on the computer just now, a woman is mechanically doing the action of charging - it's pork belly chicken.

"Hello, I'm Pickled Fish." Seeing Jiang Jibei's face clearly, the person sitting on the bench raised his face, "What's your name?"

Jiang Jibei deliberately didn't answer, but just looked down at the pickled fish, with undisguised arrogance and inquiry in his eyes.

Facing Jiang Jibei's deliberate efforts to make things difficult, Pickled Fish did not flinch.

His eyes met Jiang Jibei calmly, which was completely different from his previous submissive appearance.

Jiang Jibei was very satisfied with Pickle Fish's reaction, his expression changed, and he put on a hypocritical and kind smile: "It's the same as pork belly chicken, just call me Brother Ji."

He deliberately mentioned the name of Pork Belly Chicken, taking the opportunity to narrow the distance between the two.

Hearing the name of the pork belly chicken, the expression of the pickled cabbage fish eased slightly.

"Brother Ji." He called out politely, and then began to report like a robot, "If you need to charter a flight, I can contact you immediately. I have already arranged for the purchase of foreign exchange, and we have sufficient funds—"

If someone can solve the financial problem, Jiang Jibei will naturally not refuse, but it is too early to discuss these at this time: "Don't worry, have you eaten yet?"

This lavish rich second generation forgot to lavish his stomach. Hearing Jiang Jibei's question, his stomach immediately responded loudly: "Goo!"

Pickled cabbage fish was taken aback, stopped thinking, and looked at Jiang Jibei with embarrassment.

Jiang Jibei invited him with a smile: "Dining together?"

The topic between the two naturally couldn't revolve around pork belly and chicken.

Chatting from the side of the road into the restaurant, by the time the restaurant made and packaged it, Pickled Fish had already given an overview of his situation.

He arrived in the movie only one day earlier than Jiang Jibei, and when he had self-awareness, he found himself in the office of the college, listening to the professor instructing him on the subject.

The memory of the original body told Pickled Fish that he was a graduate student who specialized in Southeast Asian folk culture.

If nothing else, pickled cabbage fish will continue his unchanging postgraduate career.

But after leaving the office, the school girl stopped him, added him as a social account friend on the grounds of discussing Southeast Asian culture, and shared with him a video of haunted Southeast Asia that is popular on the Internet.

Jiang Jibei: "..."

Looking at the clean and clear appearance of the pickled fish, he felt that the purpose of the school girl was not simply to share videos.

Thanks to the kind-hearted schoolgirl for her enthusiastic help, pickled cabbage fish saw Jiang Jibei and pork belly chicken in the video.

Facing the questioning eyes of pickled cabbage fish, Jiang Jibei explained helplessly: "I did capture the pork belly chicken, but I really don't remember what happened after that."

The pickled fish sighed.

As the chat deepened, the graduate student became more and more relaxed. At this time, he showed a melancholy side: "I sent you many private messages, but I didn't get a reply."

"Sorry," Jiang Jibei said sincerely, "There are too many private messages."

He was able to find Chi Xian in the private message, which was already a miraculous connection, which can only be called God's will.

Pickled cabbage fish shook his head: "I mean when you were still out of contact, now I know that he is not the real you."

Jiang Jibei smiled and did not correct him, "In fact, I received a lot of private messages when I lost contact."

After seeing the pork-bellied chicken, Pickled Fish was very anxious. He left the school on the grounds of a field trip, and planned to go to Myanmar to investigate the whereabouts of the pork-bellied chicken.

But as soon as he arrived at the airport, he discovered that "Xiaoji in Catching Ghosts" had actually landed on the top of the live broadcast website, and he said that he would call together talented people to find the circus.

Still couldn't wait for the reply to the private message, Pickled Fish waited at the airport again, and waited for the anchor's recruitment announcement.

Until late at night, when I finally received a reply written by Chi Xian, Pickled Fish made a decisive decision, turned around and got on the plane to Jiang Ji's North City.

After hearing the experience of pickled fish, Jiang Jibei was a little curious: "What's the matter with materialism? You were a monster last time, but now you are materialistic?"

Telling stories is also very exhausting, and the pickled cabbage fish is already dizzy and clutching his empty stomach, but when it comes to this topic, his attitude becomes serious.

"Ghosts, monsters, souls... Before technology has yet developed, cultures from all over the world tend to design specific concepts to explain unknown things. Some concepts are explained with the development of technology, and some concepts are followed by curious people. exploration and pursuit, and the truth is found to be deceit and lies."

"To put it simply, the supernatural concepts I have explored in my study career have all emerged due to pathology, man-made or natural phenomena." Having said this, Pickle Fish's mood was thick with disappointment, "The more I investigate, The more I find that the supernatural doesn’t actually exist.”

The young man is serious about being a graduate student, but this is a supernatural horror movie, and it is an artistic creation, so there must be ghosts.

Jiang Jibei shut up, and decided to save what happened to the hell yesterday until later.

The restaurant girl packed the food and handed the bag to Jiang Jibei.

Pickled cabbage fish was so hungry that the soles of his feet were fluttering. The restaurant owner stared at him worriedly. He stuffed a piece of rice cake in his hand.

Jiang Jibei was waiting for such an opportunity. When the pickled cabbage fish swallowed the rice cake, he pretended to ask casually: "By the way, what did you talk about in the fifth movie with the pork belly chicken?"

He knew very well that the pork belly chicken would not appear in the fifth screening, but he was not going to let the pickled cabbage fish know that he knew.

Pickled Fish took the bait on the spot: "I didn't see her in person in the fifth movie."

It's normal not to be able to see, Jiang Jibei pretended to be surprised and let out an "oh".

"In the movie, I spent my whole life with her. She died at the age of 84, and I died the year after she died. But when I 'died', I found that she was just a phantom, and I couldn't find it. to her."

Pickled cabbage fish said with a melancholy expression, like an innocent boy who was ruthlessly abandoned by a hot girl.

Is this really a horror movie?

Jiang Jibei wanted to ask, but couldn't. He could only be sure that Pickled Fish had a very strong desire to find his experiencer.

Chi Xian was a little shocked by Jiang Jibei's behavior of bringing back a man as soon as he went out of the door, and he opened the door only after he found out that it was "Su An".

During the meal, the three of them briefly exchanged a few words, and after the meal, they each got busy.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the access control phone rang on time.

Jiang Jibei opened the video panel and found that the person who came was Ding Hui.

She was carrying a cypress box, wearing a linen taupe robe, her long hair was neatly tied up, her expression was calm, revealing the temperament of a long-time practitioner.

The closed door of the apartment was opened by another resident with a swipe card. The resident held the handle and kept looking at Ding Hui, as if waiting for this woman with a special temperament to enter the door.

But Ding Hui remained motionless.

Standing in front of the camera for a while, until Jiang Jibei connected the phone, she nodded to the camera, then thanked the person holding the doorknob, then walked into the apartment and got on the elevator.

Seeing Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian waiting for her with the door open, Ding Hui showed a gentle smile: "Hi, we meet again."

This used to be Ding Hui's unique soft expression when mentioning her boyfriend, and now she gave this softness to everyone.

After introducing themselves to each other, Ding Hui and Pickled Fish chatted casually.

Jiang Jibei observed from the side, and found that Ding Hui was more like a psychiatrist than a psychic at this time.

There is indeed a theory that people seeking psychics need peace of mind more than actual miracles, so psychics are more inclined to delve into communication such as "cold reading" than accuracy Skill.

Because her attitude was too gentle, when Ding Hui explained her identity as a psychic, the pickled cabbage fish did not express any disgust.

The third visitor is the author of the novel whose pen name is "Zai Zai Zhi".

This person's appearance was not so harmonious. He knocked on the door frantically, as if he wanted to remove the door panel.

As soon as the door opened, Zaizai didn't even look at it, he picked up the person who opened the door and rushed into the room: "Quick, quick, he's coming! Close the door! Close the door!"

As the person who opened the door, Jiang Jibei understood first-hand how powerful the burly man is.

He was tall and not light in weight. At this moment, he was lifted up like a cat, with his toes almost off the ground.

Even though he was mentioned, Jiang Jibei still tried his best to turn his head to observe, wanting to know who is the person who can make this burly man terrified.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and Ding Hui and Pickled Fish stood up in horror.

Chi Xian rushed up directly, took Jiang Jibei back into his arms, and stared at the strong man with an unfriendly expression: "What are you doing?"

"Oops! Oops!" The strong man turned and closed the door with a painful expression on his face, and locked it.

His actions made Chi Xian frown: "You also brought an enemy over?"

The strong man lowered his voice: "It's more terrifying than enemies!"

Suddenly, there was a light and rhythmic knock on the door panel.

The knock on the door sounded like a reminder, and the strong man had a grim expression on his face. He quickly dodged into the bathroom after saying "Say I'm not here".

Jiang Jibei straightened his collar and stepped forward to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man who looked like an ordinary office worker.

Seeing Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian who came to open the door, the middle-aged man bowed slightly, handed Chi Xian and Jiang Jibei business cards, and said politely: "Hello, my name is Cui, and you can call me Editor Cui. "

After handing over the business card, Editor Cui walked past the two of them and walked into the room: "Zaizaizhi, I know you are inside, hurry up and write!"

"Ah - I'll fuck you!" Zai Zaizhi wailed from inside the room.

Chi Xian is a diligent researcher who has never seen this battle before.

He turned his head and asked Jiang Jibei suspiciously: "Is this a normal way of urging manuscripts?"

Jiang Jibei: "..."

Looking at the middle-aged man standing at the door of the bathroom and knocking persistently, Jiang Jibei suddenly understood his horror.

The author has something to say: systematically let Brother Ji personally experience the question of whether Ah Xian can do that.