Leather Player Peekaboo [Unlimited]

Huo Sheng resigned to his fate, packed up the dishes, and sent them to the kitchen on the first floor to wash up, while Jian Wen Youzai Youzai had already washed and prepared to go to bed.

The appearance of Yujia Village is black tiles and white walls. The water town is gentle, classical and elegant. The interior is already very modern. The bathroom is on the second floor. After experiencing the haunting incident at the Art Academy, Jian Wen just washed his face and went back to the room quickly.After a tiring day, he just wanted to sleep quickly to replenish his energy.

It was difficult for Jian Wen to fall asleep quickly in an unfamiliar environment. At night, he lay on the wooden bed tossing and turning, always feeling that the room was too humid, and he felt that the quilt was wet and cold, and it was getting colder and colder when he covered his body.

There is a small river outside the window. It is dark and moonless tonight, and the sky is full of stars. Looking out of the window, the lake and the sky merge into one. There are stars in the sky, and there are stars in the river.

He listened to the rushing of the river outside the window, and felt as if he was sleeping on a boat, falling asleep to the sound of the water.

The surface of the water brought waves of wind and childish singing.

"The dark sky hangs low, bright stars follow each other, insects fly, insects fly, who are you missing?"

Jian Wen closed her eyes, and the more she listened to the nursery rhymes, she became more sober.

The singer was tone deaf, and a good nursery rhyme had the effect of a horror movie. It was so awkward that he wished he could take this person to the music classroom to learn Doremi Faso.

Obviously a child's voice should be sweet, but this singing voice is so weird, it doesn't need post-production special effects for dubbing horror movies.

Jian Wen tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and suddenly felt a little cold in the room, shivering all over due to the sudden drop in temperature, opened her eyes involuntarily, wanting to get out of bed and look in the closet for extra quilts.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he was facing a face lying outside the window.

A child's face, lying on all fours like a gecko outside the window, the face pressed against the glass, the crowded fleshy face was deformed.

However, this is the third floor, facing the small river, there are no stairs or corridors outside, how did the child hang from the window on the third floor?

Jane and the child looked at each other through the glass window.The child's eyes were lifeless, without the vitality of a child at all, and his skin was blue-purple under the starlight, obviously not a living person.

Jian Wen looked at her clothes drenched in cold sweat on her back.

Thanks to the new era, although it is a carved window, the window paper has been replaced with glass!

If it's window paper, poke a hole in the window paper with saliva on it, Jian Wen can't imagine what will flow in from the hole next.

The child outside the window poked the glass with his finger, and even poked a hole in the glass!

Jian Wen wants to scold her, what the hell is this, are the kid's nails drills?

The kid's weird laughter came into the room more clearly through the broken glass window: "Hee hee."

Then he poked the glass window like a bubble, left and right, and the good glass window was poked like a hornet's nest.

This process is like a cat playing with a mouse.Jian Wen felt that what the kid poked was not the glass, but his own heart, and he only needed one more finger to pierce his fragile heart.

Jian Wen felt that she couldn't just lie down and wait to die.

He sat up and said softly in a coaxing tone, "Little friend, your singing is not good."

"You're the one who can't sing well." When the kid got angry, he pouted, pierced through a piece of glass with his five fingers like digging out his heart, and then raised his little hand into the room to gesture towards Jian Wen.

Jian Wen saw that the little ghost's chubby hands had five-black nails, sharp and metallic. He picked out glass like tofu, and he probably picked out people's hearts.

"Really, you're out of tune, listen to me sing it again." Jian Wen bit the bullet and sang "Insects Fly" again, trying to coax in a gentle and non-irritating tone, "Is it better than you?" good?"

"Yeah." The little ghost tilted his head, and said seriously scary words, "I sing the best. Since you sing better than me, then I will eat you."

"Wait!" Jian Wen hurriedly made amends, "This song is not suitable for you and you can't sing it well. I'll teach you a simple one, which is more suitable for you."

The little ghost grinned: "Well, you sing, if I can't learn it, I'll eat you."

What kind of overlord clause is this? It's not his fault if he can't learn it

Jian Wen complained in his heart, and could only continue to smile on his face. He really thought of a simple and easy-to-learn nursery rhyme, and the lyrics were particularly easy to remember.

"If you love me, hug me, hug me~ if you love me, kiss me, kiss me~"

"If you love me, hug me, hug me~ if you love me, kiss me, kiss me~"

Jian Wen sang a sentence, and the kid sang along outside the window. The voice was childish. If you don't look at the environment, it really has the atmosphere of teaching singing in a kindergarten.

"Yes, that's it." Jian Wen coaxed, "Isn't it simpler and better-sounding?"

"Yeah." The little ghost sang it once, and expressed his satisfaction with the lyrics. He said in a childlike voice, "Forget it, you are too skinny. I won't eat you today. I will eat it when you get fatter."

After these words fell, the little ghost crawled away neatly.

Jian Wen was still standing by the window vigilantly, fearing that the kid would kill him.

After waiting for a long time but the little ghost came back, Jian Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the little ghost didn't have as many hearts as adults, so he wouldn't eat if he said he didn't want to eat.

However, it is really possible that he will come to eat him as soon as he gets fatter!

Jian Wen suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He untied his pajamas and touched his abdomen. Fortunately, he was a thin physique, although he had no muscles or fat.

Huo Sheng knocked on the door from the next door, Jian Wen let him in, opened his mouth and asked, "Did you hear everything?"

"heard it."

Suddenly teaching the children to sing in the middle of the night, the hostess of the house didn't let them see the children at all, and she knew it was a dangerous npc.

Huo Sheng's tone was complicated. He is also an old player who has played the game so many times. This is the first time he saw a person who escaped from the hands of a dangerous npc in this way.

However, Jian Wen's focus was completely different, and he slapped Huo Sheng's chest: "Then you haven't lost weight yet!"

Huo Sheng:? ? ?

Jian Wen: "Muscles, look at the meat on your body, it's so much, it's still chewy, what if that kid wants to eat beef tendon?"

Huo Sheng was distracted by his words, thought for a while and said seriously: "The child's teeth haven't grown well, so it's not suitable for eating meat like me?"

Jian Wen: "Yes."

Then, he couldn't help but think of the fat kid he saw throwing the handkerchief during the day.

The next day, Jian Wen was woken up by a burst of wailing in the morning. He yawned and went downstairs when he heard Huo Sheng come over and say seriously, "That child is dead."

Jian Wen: "The little fat man?"

"Correct."

Huo Sheng gave Jian Wen a new t-shirt and pants last night, and asked him to change them from the inside out, and took the pajamas back.

But because the two people have completely different shapes and temperaments, similar clothes are worn on Huo Sheng's body, and his muscles are stretched like a special combat unit performing a mission in casual clothes, while on the delicate curly-haired Jian Wen, he looks like a literary youth on a romantic trip .

The two went downstairs together, with similar clothes and similar height, they looked like two brothers.

The bedrooms of the hostess and the little fat man are on the second floor. Originally, only two daughters lived on the third floor. After they got married, the house was vacant, and they would rent it out when they met foreign guests during the tourist season, just like Huo Sheng and Jian Wen are entertained now.

The two went to the little fat man's bedroom on the second floor, and saw that the little fat man on the bed was so tightly covered with a white cloth that not even a single strand of hair could be seen.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Huo Sheng sniffed: "It smells so strong."

It was fishy again.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time thought of their nominal classmate, Yu Xia.

Huo Sheng said: "It's stronger than the fishy smell in Yu Xia's room." He smelled it when he stood at the door of the room, while Yu Xia didn't smell the fishy smell until he stood by the bed and bent down to see the ceramic pot.

Yu Xia is only seriously ill, and the little fat man is already dead. Does their death have anything to do with the fish monster?

The footsteps of the two people walking in alarmed the host and hostess. Seeing the two, the hostess suddenly pointed at them and cursed angrily: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault! Why don't you die!"

The host covered the hostess's mouth fiercely, and quickly apologized: "My mother-in-law is like this, she speaks freely, please forgive me."

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows, the attitude of the hostess was as if they caused the little fat man's death, shouldn't the fishy smell be caused by the fish monster?

Jian Wen finally saw the handkerchief he was thinking of, and it was lying under the child's bed.

He walked over excitedly and was about to bend down to pick it up when Huo Sheng stopped him and handed him a pair of gloves.

At this moment, he paused, and found that the handkerchief he had been curious about turned out to be a huge, white fish scale.

The morning light outside the window spilled into the room, and shone on the corner of the fish scales. The white fish scales became radiant, with pearl-like soft and multicolored luster, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

"Where did the fish scales come from, and why are they placed here?"

Seeing that it was a fish scale, Jian Wen didn't dare to pick it up.There is a fish monster in the clue, who knows if this weird fish scale is from a fish monster, and dare not touch it at all.

The hostess and hostess were startled by his words, and suddenly asked in unison: "What fish scales!"

"Is this a fish scale?" Jian Wen pointed to the white fish scales under the child's bed, staring at the faces of the hostess and hostess, clearly seeing the panic on their faces.

He intentionally asked, "What kind of fish scales are these? Why are they so big?"

"We don't know how there are such big fish scales." The male host smiled enthusiastically, "If you like it, you can take it."

"No need, I want to go to the village." Jian Wen looked at the host and said intentionally, "The water here is so good, it must be very suitable for fishing."

The male host cooperated again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, I can lend you our fishing rod."

"No need, it's too troublesome to hold the fishing rod. Let's find a good fishing place and find someone to rent it there."

The more enthusiastically the male master sells fish scales and fishing rods to them, the more they dare not accept it.

After a few polite exchanges, Jian Wenwen and Huo Sheng left the house and went out.

Huo Sheng brought dry food, which is military compressed biscuits, small in size and high in calories, and tastes good once in a while. The two of them each had a compressed biscuit, and they had their own breakfast.

Jian Wen said that the compressed biscuits are also more delicious than the boiled dishes of the owner's house.

"Thank you."

After thanking Huo Sheng for his breakfast, Jian Wen said again: "I went to the bed just now, but they didn't stop me. If they really think that I killed their son, shouldn't they not let me get close to their son?"

Huo Sheng said: "Not only didn't stop it, but I was very excited, I wish you could touch it."

"There must be something wrong with the corpse."

If I have a chance, I really want to see it.

But seeing that the hostess and hostess did not dare to touch the corpse of their own child, how dare they touch it.

It is not so difficult to check without touching it directly.

The two of them seemed to be wandering aimlessly in the village, but in fact they used Huo Sheng as a police dog, letting him walk in the direction where the smell of fish was stronger.

"Huo Wangwang, come on! You've done a good job and I'll treat you to sausages when you go back!" Jian Wen was extremely proficient in using this police dog, and she also had a sense of accomplishment in domesticating wolves into dogs.

Huo Sheng glanced at him ambiguously, and smiled strangely: "Heh."

Jane Wen: What the fuck do you mean?