There is always something wrong with the temple

The blond-haired little Chris ran to the Blackwater River to play while the adults were not paying attention, even though his parents had repeatedly told him to do so.

He squatted and looked at the river.

The torches from the camp lit up the area, and little Chris tried his best to see what color the river was, but the deeper it went, it seemed like flickering flames.

When viewed from a distance, it is indeed dark and obscure, but when one looks closer, little Chris seems to be able to see clusters of small light clusters hidden under the surface of the black water river.

I really want to catch it and have a look!

"Little...Kerry...Little Chris!"

Little Chris was hazy, and he seemed to be unable to hear anything clearly. After a sudden sense of weightlessness, the child was suddenly hugged and thrown away.

Percy caught little Chris.

Little Chris almost fell into it just now!

It was Mephisto who saved him.

In the eyes of the wandering caravan, it was an accident caused by the naughty little Chris, who almost fell into the river because of slippery feet, and was finally picked up by Mephisto who passed by accidentally.

To be precise, it was Mephisto who was requested by Wusu to save him.

Percy was wary of these two "persons" who appeared suddenly.

The reason for adding double quotation marks to "person" is that according to Percy Knight's cognition, this kind of extremely beautiful person is either not a "person" at all, or there may be a big secret hidden behind it.

But in any case, they saved the little Chris who almost fell into the water, and then won part of the trust of the wandering caravan.As the leader, Posey Knight didn't want to do anything at this time.

He could see that not everyone was at ease during the time when they strayed into the dense forest.

The dense forest is too cramped and dark, which makes people easily panic.

The frightened little Chris huddled in Percy's arms, even old Tom would not come out to tease him with the unicorn.After Bo Xi comforted him for a long time, he heard him murmuring, "Master Knight, they..." Little Chris poked his head out timidly. Although his expression was frightened, he still admired and yearned for the savior just now, " Prettier than Antonina Parker..."

Percy couldn't laugh or cry.

They were all afraid of the sequelae left by little Chris, but the boy was actually appeased by the beauty.

Little Chris likes good-looking people, and Antonina Parker was the last lady that little Chris admired.

Small color embryo.

When the wandering caravan followed the little lord back to the territory, the invisible transformation from darkness and terror to comfort and calm made everyone in the caravan happy.

Even Posey Knight has the illusion of letting go of the damp and sneaky oppression and ushering in a new life.

The house was all cleaned up after the union.

Aliena helped receive this group of lost caravans from afar, and told them to rest first.The Percy knight seemed to sense the familiar aura of Alena Wolfe - as a follower of the Lord of Dawn, Percy finally felt a sense of peace of mind that the dust had settled, and everyone in the caravan followed him to rest .

And he himself hugged little Chris to get close.

To make money, you don't need shame.

Little Chris:?Does Lord Knight like Master Knight?

Percy: Bah!Shut up!

And Wu Su led Mephisto, who seemed to be still angry, and slowly moved back to the yellow mushroom house.

Climbing up the stairs, the color of the petals surrounded by the three steps changed quietly again. This time, it seemed that the small bright yellow broken flowers had won the victory.

Wusu's robe brushed against the small yellow flowers, and even the suddenly expanding whispers of all things could be heard.

——It’s envy, it’s desire.

The little Wusu pushed away the yellow mushroom house and stepped into the big and warm house.

The flame of the fireplace licks the firewood, and the warm and comfortable feeling makes people feel as if they have fallen into the soft bed, and the rocking chair placed on the soft and comfortable wool carpet seems to be calling for invitations. Unreal shadows swayed on the carpet.

Wusu's little feet stepped on the comfortable carpet.

The crackling sound of burning is the only movement in this quiet chanterelle room.

"Mephisto, sit down."

Wu Su pointed to the rocking chair, then slowly moved to the front of the bookshelf.

Mephisto's expression gradually became gloomy because of Wu Su's distance, and when he saw Wu Su having sex helping the little stool, the flames in his gold-plated eyes suddenly lit up like a small sun.

Wusu moved the small stool over with a flutter.

During this period, I rejected Mephisto's intentional help n times, and by the way, rejected Mephisto's pretended unintentional help n1 times.

Five Su moved the little stool to the fireplace.

Then, pattering her short legs, she ran to the bedroom and dragged two small blankets.

One for Mephisto and one for myself.

Mephisto took the blanket.

Wu Su arranged to sit side by side with each other, and asked cheerfully, "Happy."

He felt the subtle changes in Mephistopheles, the slack little appearance became more cute, and Aijiao rubbed the blanket, planning to sleep by the fireplace like this.

Mephisto frowned.

Mephisto stood up, went to Wu Su, picked Wu Su up, turned around and carried him to the rocking chair to sit on.

The original blanket was used as a cushion, and Mephisto covered Wusu's knees with another blanket, and when he turned around, he brushed Wusu's curly hair with his fingers without leaving a trace.

The small stool was dragged back by Mephisto, and he sat on the rocking chair.

He swapped the two of them.

The slender and delicate body was stretched casually, and Mephisto raised his fingers lazily and gracefully, and put them on the armrest of the rocking chair.It seems that at any time, he will never let go of the opportunity to get close to Wusu, even if it is a slight trace, he can feel the subtle desire for monopoly.

The problem is, the opponent is Wusu.

That would be like flirting with a blind man.

Of course, Mephisto wasn't winking, and Wusu wasn't blind either.

Wu Su huddled into a small ball and curled up under the blanket, and said slowly, "Get up, I want to ask Mina." He muttered a few words, feeling like he fell asleep before he finished speaking.

Ask Mina how to deal with the little thing of jealousy.

Mephisto's expression suddenly became ghastly for a moment, and the fingers floating on the armrest quietly crossed the boundary line, and stayed on Wusu's forehead cautiously.

Immediately, there was no abnormality in his expression, but the moment the curtain tassels of the yellow mushroom house suddenly lifted, the originally lively territory fell into silence.

It was as if with Wusu's deep sleep, the breath of the territory also fell asleep.

Those noisy chattering voices are wrapped in the yellow mushroom house, which does not infect the peaceful atmosphere at all.

The crackling firework of the fireplace imprinted the reflection of the beautiful creature sitting quietly on the plush carpet. The slender black figure twisted several fist-sized protrusions from behind at some point, and the viscous liquid crushed the movement It sounded one after another, and the gap seemed to be crowded with strange color blocks, and the disgusting scratching sound interspersed from time to time, like an unusually incongruous tune.

The light and thick mottled color blocks twisted strangely twice before disappearing suddenly.

Qin He opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel that his eyes were dark, he sat up with his head covered, the dizzy feeling was like someone gave a sap, his neck was numb and uncomfortable.

He was kidnapped? !

The room is very dark, and it doesn’t look too big. The half-drowned twilight outside the window, there is nothing else except the bed, table and chairs, the kerosene lamp is placed on the table, and a tattered book is probably the most important thing in this house. precious things.

Qin He was covering his head and walked over, and saw four big words written on this tattered book.

——The Book of Eibon

He pulled the chair and sat down, and opened the tattered and decayed book with a carefree and cautious gesture—careless in thought and cautious in action.

This tattered book has large and large smear marks, and the original printed content is not very clear, except for those scribbled and messy cursive characters that almost fly off the page, and they can barely be recognized.

"...Smith died. The night watchman said that he had a horrified expression, as if he saw something weird and terrifying..."

"I shouldn't know so many things, the more I know, the faster I die!"

"The next one is me..."

This passage is all in English, and Qin Hezai's English is not bad, he frowned at the last two words.

The trembling handwriting carried a breath of despair, dragging out a long tail.

Qin He was turning to the second page, the smeared ink almost flew out of the paper, the messy words covered the page, and the recorder probably fell into a semi-crazy state at the end, writing more casually than essays, he turned over page by page, It was found that two words appeared most frequently.

"dream" and "magic".

After turning over more than ten pages, the back of this broken diary was completely blank. Qin Hezai stuffed it into the corner of the pimple, wiped his face, sat down and calmed down, and said to himself: "Where is this place?" ?”

There is nothing to see in the house, and the bean-sized light barely illuminates the cabin.The night is dark now, Qin He hesitated for a few seconds squatting at the door, did not choose to go out, but looked out through the gap in the door, occasionally the sound of carriage wheels from the street, coupled with the kerosene lamp on the table, fuck it Why does it look like a medieval game?

He barely thought.

Qin Hezai is a cashier, the kind who doesn't play games, not as obsessed as his brother.

Qin Hezai pinched himself, the kind that hurt so much, it didn't look like he was dreaming.

Usually the night is the most dangerous time, Qin He walked around the house a few times, but in the end he didn't dare to go out, so he could only close his clothes on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the middle of the night, Qin Hezai suddenly opened his eyes, the room was pitch black, there was no light outside the window, and he couldn't see his fingers.

dah, dah, dah, dah...

A very regular and repeated short knocking sound came, and Qin Hezai quickly locked the door after adapting to the darkness.

The voice came from outside the door. Qin Hezai turned his head and took a look. The window and the bed happened to be in the same direction. When he looked this way, he happened to see a crooked black figure lying on the door, with hands like chicken claws, knuckles Another mechanical action.

Unable to see the face or figure clearly, Qin Hezai wanted to check the situation, but when he sat up, he suddenly realized that there was no shadow!

The thing outside the door has no shadow.

The crooked black shadow knocked a few more times, and the curved and protruding back suddenly burst open, and several long black strips shot out from inside, and suddenly entered through the window, toward Qin Hezai like a mist.

Four long black worms swam around Qin Hezai's body, wrapping around his body within two strokes. The water vapor in the room gradually thickened, swirling around in the black mist, and Qin Hezai gradually felt suffocated.

Both arms were imprisoned by the black worm, it was clearly foggy, but the sharp pain from the fangs piercing into the blood was so vivid, Qin Hezai writhed in pain and rolled on the ground, waving his palms desperately twice, accidentally slapping his arm. The coat on the back of the chair was also torn off and held on tightly.Adrenaline was rushing through Qin He's body, he quickly put his coat on the black shadow's head, grabbed the wooden chair and knocked desperately.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

In the twilight of the morning, a young man rushed into the bedroom on the second floor, kicked open the door, "Brother?"

On the bed lay an ordinary-looking man wrestling into a ball under the blanket, kicking most of the thick blanket off, his bare arms and a pair of black underwear exposed in the cold air.

The young man spent a lot of time waking up the trapped elder brother.

During the period, he had to adopt the strategy of pouring cold water on his face, which froze his brother who had just woken up to death, which then triggered a brother war.

After the nightmare, my eldest brother couldn't remember the content of the dream at all, and claimed that he had suffered a huge blow and pain and extorted half a month's salary from his brother.

Qin Hezai touched his arm with his paws, couldn't it be that his younger brother finally couldn't bear his shocking handsomeness, so he touched his bed in the middle of the night and stabbed these two holes?

The young man silently rolled his eyes inwardly, then returned to his room.How could he bite the two holes in his elder brother's arm?Poke yourself when you are sleepwalking!

The two brothers took turns dissing each other silently in their hearts.

The young people's room is on the third floor, and instead of the soft bed is a game cabin.

He took off his clothes neatly, leaving only his underwear lying in the game compartment soaked in nutrient solution, and then he was about to log in to the game.

[id: wild fox]

【Race: Human】

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