parasitic son

Qu Nan will never forget those nightmarish shadows.

In middle school, he often woke up screaming from nightmares, looking around the dark room covered in cold sweat.His mother will come after Wen Xun, and only under her gentle whispers can he gradually regain his sanity.

You are dreaming again, said the mother.

He looked at his mother in horror.

It was just a dream, mother said softly, brushing her hand across his forehead.

He'll nod yes.

After his mother left, he just curled up on his bed, staring at the dim light that painted ghostly shadows on the wall for a long time, sitting all night until dawn.

It was not a dream, he thought.

Father also knew it was not a dream.

In his childhood, when his mother and father had not yet ended their marriage, he still lived in that old house.Whenever school was over, he would walk through the dark alley and into the deepest part of Weilu Street. Basically, no one was willing to walk with him.These tiered houses are hundreds of years old, and most of the damaged walls are covered with moss.Because of the old facilities and the rumors about his father, many residents have already moved out of here.The public facilities on this street have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are only two or three street lights flickering dimly at night.

His home is at the very edge of the block, backed by a deserted and remote hillside cemetery.To this day, he can still clearly recall the faded paint and faded door, the uneven floor eroded by moisture, the dark and quiet cemetery outside the window, and the weeping wind at night.And that weird...

"Only weirdos can stay in that kind of place." His classmates said so.

No matter how much the mother protested, his stubborn father refused to move out of this dilapidated old house, and at that time he would scream, cry and convulse every midnight, so the mother finally made up her mind to divorce her father , and took him away from the dark and eerie old house next to the cemetery.But the shadow of the nightmare that started from childhood still haunts him.

He has seen many doctors and taken many medicines, but he has not improved.Later he began to work hard to get used to it, just treating it as normal like breathing.The nightmare finally began to gradually decrease, and now, he rarely has nightmares.

He seemed to have shaken off the dreadful shadow of the dream.

until that day.

That day, he woke up screaming and sweating, and the shadow of the broken dream still seemed to be shaking in front of his eyes.

"Are you having nightmares again?" his mother asked him worriedly.

That nightmare came again.

He started waking up screaming every night again.

Then he received a telegram that his father had died of illness.

When he returned to his hometown, his father had already been cremated.At his father's funeral, there were very few people who came, and a few monks recited scriptures dryly, while his mother buried her head deeply, and he could only see her mother's tangled hands.

The father's picture is placed among the delicate and bright flowers.There was a dark smile on that bloated face that seemed to be peeping at everyone.Qu Nan refused to salute his father.In his opinion, his eccentric father never lived up to his father's responsibilities.

Like that dark and mysterious old house, my father stubbornly hid himself in the corner, playing with those unreasonable secrets.he died.He died without saying a word, leaving only the old house behind.

Qu Nan listened indifferently to the monks chanting scriptures, and the wind would blow in from time to time, making the funeral curtains and wreaths rattle.

He sat in the dense incense candle for an unknown amount of time, when a figure appeared in the mourning hall.He slammed the door open and entered, directly bringing in the strong sunlight and fresh cold wind.

"Are you Qu Nan?" the figure asked standing in front of him.

"you are?"

The person who came was wearing a windbreaker, tall and thin, with a vigorous expression. He reached out and shook his hand, "Hello, you have a certain psychological shadow, which is related to your father, and your mental illness has not been cured yet."

Qu Nan stared at him in surprise, the other party's tone was quite unreasonable but without malice, so it didn't arouse his anger, "How do you know..."

"I don't know if you have heard of the profession of detective."

"Detective? Did you infer this?"

"No, your mother told me."

"..."

"Your mother hopes to find out what your father has been doing in the old house all these years. She also hopes that you can help me. She thinks that a clear investigation will also help cure your heart disease."

"This..." Qu Nan couldn't help but glance at his mother on the other side. She lowered her head and covered her face with her hands.At that moment, he felt the grief that came from his mother who lost his lover.Also almost immediately, he agreed to the detective's request.

"You can call me Detective Fu." Detective Fu smiled.

Then the two of them went to their father's old house together.

They called a taxi and drove through the city until they reached the alley in Qu Nan's memory, but the driver refused to go in no matter what. "It's so scary there, my car won't go in," he said.

Detective Volt paid the fare.The two of them walked together into the street he had known since childhood.The road leading to the old house was more dilapidated than he remembered.It was damp and dark, and the streetlights on both sides of the street were out.There was little lighting on the road.It was quiet all around, only the slight wind and the occasional dog barking.

Because of all these years of terrible rumors, there are almost no residents living on this block.

At last they reached the old house.

Standing at the door of the old house, looking at the dark and dark windows, Qu Nan wanted to turn around and run away almost immediately.But Detective Fu stood beside him, holding him down with his strong hand, "Qu Nan, do you believe that there are ghosts and spirits in this world?"

The afterimage of that nightmare suddenly entered Qu Nan's mind, and he said with difficulty: "I..."

"I firmly believe in science, and I also believe that everything can be explained by science." Detective Fu's voice was firm, "Do you want to be haunted by this weird nightmare all your life?"

His steady voice calmed his uneasiness in an instant.Qu Nan took a breath, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, went to the front door and turned the lock.

From the first moment he stepped into the gate, Qu Nan felt the cold rise from the soles of his feet.In the courtyard, his father did not know when to put some fine alien sculptures.Those sculptures are all lifelike and lifelike.

But in Qu Nan's eyes, this is too weird, because these statues are so real. Obviously there is no such profane creature in this world, but the sculptures are so real that every expression and detail, every place The depiction of muscles, as if in the next second, these evil statues can become alive and well.But the problem is that these sculptures are all out of the posture of normal creatures, and their appearance is almost the same as the shadow monster in the deepest part of his dreams over the years.Without exception, they all stretched out their hands twistedly to the sky, as if calling for something waiting to come from the sky.

"This is really..." Detective Fu said intently.

"It's disgusting." Qu Nan said softly, he really wanted to vomit now.After seeing these disgusting and complicated sculptures, his legs were already starting to go weak.The worst dreams of the past have come true again.And they all had mocking malice on their faces, as if they were making fun of him, the coward who escaped from the old house.

"Probably because you saw these statues when you were a child, it caused your nightmares."

"Maybe." Qu Nan muttered, staring at the statues.

If I don't face it, I'll be haunted by nightmares for the rest of my life.

He goes up the stairs.The steps in the old house were steep and high. When he went up the steps, his body was shaking and his heart was beating wildly.He reached the door and turned the door open.

The internal structure of the old house is not much different from when he was a child.The floor on the ground is uneven, moss has grown on the wallpaper due to too much humidity, and only the old oak furniture still has a somewhat expensive atmosphere.The two of them passed through the hall and into Father's study.

The moment Qu Nan pushed open the door of his father's study, Qu Nan screamed almost immediately, because there was a huge oil painting hanging on the front wall of the study, which was the scene of hell in his nightmare.

Oh my god, Qu Nan grabbed his head subconsciously, his hands pinched his skin uncontrollably, and his screams of fear echoed in his throat.What a horrible painting it is.

The slender, inhuman limbs, the bare, filthy body stood erect like a praying mantis.That was indescribable blasphemy.That is the indescribability of the other side of terror.And the background of this picture is so familiar, it depicts the hillside cemetery on which the old house is backed.Those few horrible inhuman figures squatted or stood on the graveyard.They're digging up graveyards, digging up dead bodies.

What a disgusting sight of madness.

My father has gone mad, and put this crazy scene in my mind, Qu Nan thought painfully at that moment.

"Qu Nan!! Qu Nan!!"

Detective Volt shook him, jolting him out of the terrified delusion back to reality, "Look at this painting."

"I'm looking at it. My father is really crazy. I must have seen this painting when I was a child to have nightmares." Qu Nan murmured.

"No, look at the background of this painting." Detective Vol opened the window, "The background of this painting is exactly the same as the scenery seen from this window."

Qu Nan stared blankly at the oil painting, and then stared out of the window blankly.Yes, people are often attracted by non-human objects on the screen and ignore others.The undulations of the hillside in this painting, and the details of each tombstone, are all identical to the view from the window.

"That is to say..."

Detective Volt said: "Your father finished the painting facing the window."

At that moment, the room fell into a deathly silence.Father drew a picture of the scenery outside the window.What about the non-human objects in the painting?

The two looked at each other, seeing fear in each other's faces.

Just then, there was some kind of loud roar outside the window, followed by some unearthly noises that animals would never make, and that we cannot even simulate.He and Detective Fu looked out the window tremblingly.

His nightmare was completely revived.

On the hillside cemetery, there are three inhuman objects moving, their body shape is very similar to my father's painting.The same slender limbs, the same distorted walking posture, and the naked and unnatural body, as if walking from the darkest nightmare.Qu Nan let out a short scream, and then he desperately covered his mouth with his hand.But one of the monsters turned to look at the old house.

Its eyes met his.

It saw me.

It's looking at me.

Fear swept over his body, and he couldn't move, he could only watch the monster move towards him.

Then, Detective Volt suddenly caught him, and he suddenly sprayed a large amount of black mist at the approaching monster outside the window.While the monster was plunged into the black mist, he pulled him and rushed out without looking back.

In the beginning, Detective Fu dragged Qu Nan to run.But soon Qu Nan regained his senses, there was no need to say anything, the two met their eyes, and ran for four blocks without looking back.

When the two of them could no longer walk and almost collapsed, they were already on the other side of the city.

"I now understand the source of my nightmares," Qu Nan said. "I had witnessed them when I was a child. But my father tricked me into thinking they were just my nightmares."

"I see."

"My father is completely crazy. He stayed in that old house all day because of those monsters. He has fallen into the abyss of darkness. It's ridiculous." Qu Nan sighed.

Detective Fu looked at him with a smile, "I think your father is a very courageous man."

"is it?"

"Also, are you interested in being my partner?"

"what?"

"I don't think there are many people who can still think rationally after witnessing those monsters. It shows that your will is not weak."

"But you too. You're even faster than I am."

"So I think we can be a good partner." Detective Fu handed him a business card, "I believe in my vision. Think about it. Maybe investigating cases with me will save you from having those nightmares at night. The house I’m renting is short of a roommate. Come over tomorrow if you’re interested, our landlord is an interesting landlady.”

Qu Nan took the business card, and he admitted that he was interested.

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Liu Xingquan was depressed, his whole body was covered with black ink.

Xiao Zhen walked up to him, "Wow, you were sprayed as black."

Liu Xingquan pointed to a house not far away, "I just wanted to say hello to the alien in that room, and it suddenly sprayed black ink on me."

"Because it thinks you are scary."

"horrible?"

Xiaozhen explained: "I forgot to tell you in advance that this is an independent planet of civilization. This planet is the same as the earth, civilization has not yet developed to interstellar communication. The local people do not know the existence of aliens. You are in their In the eyes, it is a weird and ugly monster."

"Monsters?" Liu Xingquan said, "They are monsters!! They look similar to octopuses, the tentacles covered with mucus, and the uneven skin, that's disgusting!"

"In their eyes, you are probably also an indescribable heresy." Xiao Zhen turned to look at Fei, "Fei, have you collected your ingredients yet?"

"It's almost ready." Feizheng picked off a small yellow flower and put it in the collection bag.According to Gamal's recipe, this ingredient called Muleihua grows in the local cemetery, and it is a very rare plant in the Milky Way.Fei said that she knew it because her former captain would often secretly stop on this planet to collect. "At that time, there was a local helper here, who had been providing Mu Leihua to my captain. I would meet it in the past, and it lived in the house opposite. It also painted a picture for us for this friendship. "

"The people in the opposite house sprayed me with black ink just now." Liu Xingquan said stiffly.

Fei turned to look at the window and said regretfully, "It seems that the local helper is not here."