The house is money, the story is life

The pupils shrank suddenly, and flowers splashed like blood were reflected in the pupils.Xu Zhengran's throat was clogged, and he wanted to scream but couldn't. He could only watch helplessly as Shi Gunqiu, who had been cut in half, fell powerlessly. The moment he was about to touch the ground, it suddenly shattered into countless petals, blowing like a gust of wind. He spliced ​​together a blurry beast in the air, and ran towards Xu Zhengran on a volley. Before he could react, he grabbed his collar and threw it on his back. Then he spread his hooves and headed towards the bathroom without looking back. rushed outside.

No... what's the situation?Xu Zhengran lay on the back of the beast, his eyes opened blankly, and the corners of his eyes were still wet.Beneath him is a back made of petals, lying on it feels as if he is helpless, he clenches his fingers in fear, trying to grab something, but he can't catch anything, his ears are filled with the sound of clattering, that is The sound of a large number of hairs gushing out of the shower head.

Hair, hair, hair everywhere.They chased from behind, crawled out of the water pipes, and formed a huge black cloth densely, filling every inch of space, intercepting them in front of and behind them.The exit of the women's bathroom was just a dozen steps away, but Xu Zhengran had the illusion that he would never reach it.Suddenly seeing a few petals flying up, his eyes went dark immediately, but his eyes were covered by the petals, and his movements were gentle.

Shi Gunqiu's voice sounded in his ears, and it sounded a bit ethereal: "Hey, don't look."

Xu Zhengran's eyes were wet on the spot.what is this? The boss battle is almost over before you come to tell me about N25?

The sound of breaking through the air and tearing can be heard endlessly, and occasionally the low roar of the beast and the wind that brushes against the cheek.Xu Zhengran leaned on Shi Gunqiu's back, suddenly felt in a trance, vaguely as if he had returned to his childhood, he was riding alone in the haunted house car in the amusement park, roaring forward in the darkness.The trolley creaked along the track, and the eerie grimaces on both sides were hidden in the shadows, faintly visible and far away, giving him a sense of fear of imminent danger, which made him dare not breathe out.But deep down in his heart, he knew that nothing would happen to him, as long as he left this darkness, all the fear and danger would be pulled away forcefully, it was such a mysterious confidence.

He has a similar feeling now as he did then.The difference is that the danger was fake back then, and the danger now is real.The self-confidence at that time was because he knew that everything was just a game; but the deep confidence now is because he knew that someone would protect him no matter what the cost.

The nose is sour again and again.He reached out to touch Shi Kunqiu's back, but only felt air.He whispered, "Hey, Lion, are you all right?"

Shi Gunqiu ignored him, and Xu Zhengran said again: "This time I was reckless and troubled you. When I get out, I will treat you to dinner and share your bed."

No response.The surrounding seemed to suddenly quiet down, Xu Zhengran moved uncomfortably, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

As soon as the words fell, his body was empty, and he fell heavily on the ground, his chin hit the concrete floor, and a piece of skin broke immediately.Even so, the few petals covering the eyes still refused to fall off.Xu Zhengran hurriedly took them off, clutched his wound and turned back hastily, but seeing the sunlight was clear and the flowers and plants were swaying, he realized that he was outside, more than ten meters away from the entrance of the bathhouse.

In the sunlight, I saw the dilapidated door of the bathhouse shaking slightly, and fine peach petals fell on the door, spreading all the way to my feet.Xu Zhengran blankly picked up one piece from the ground, but saw that the petals gradually became transparent, and in the blink of an eye, they evaporated and disappeared like water vapor.

Xu Zhengran was sweating, and for no reason his eyes were covered with sweat.It's so annoying, he still doesn't know what the man who suddenly appeared in his home is, and he probably won't know in the future.

There will never be this opportunity again.

Because that idiot who was unlucky had to run into him.

The water in his eyes wiped more and more, and he vaguely heard footsteps behind him.Xia Shi's voice still sounded so unpleasant: "I told you a long time ago, your mission is over the moment you send Liang Youyou away. If you don't want to have an accident, don't meddle in your own business."

Stretching out his hand to pat Xu Zhengran's head, he stuck out a foot indifferently, and used the upper of his shoe to catch Xu Zhengran's fallen head: "That's why I don't like dealing with night walkers. With that little strength, I think I can Saving everything, but not even basic self-preservation. Self-knowledge, that's a good thing, why can't you have one?"

"Stop talking, he can't hear you again." Zhou Tang stepped forward, helped up the fainted Xu Zhengran, looked at the bathhouse not far away, and turned to look at Xia Shi: "Are you sure you want to go? Yours?" I'm still sick."

"If this matter is not resolved, my illness will never be cured." Xia Shi said angrily, pulled off the ice sticker on his forehead, and walked towards the bathhouse.Zhou Tang hastily arranged Xu Zhengran, got up to follow, and there was still worry in his eyes: "Can you beat her?"

"Probably, I don't know if I can kill her, but I won't die anyway." Xia Shi said, and walked into the women's dressing room, "Don't worry too much, when I started growing, she didn't know where she was Well. In terms of survival, I have more experience than her."

"That's not the way to say it." A wry smile appeared on Zhou Tang's face, and he stepped into the door, only to see a room full of hair crawling all over the place, and some of them were trying to get into the closed locker. There were screams.A thin young man in a blue sweater was standing on a chair, stomping on the hair under his feet while flipping through a book in his hand.

When he noticed them coming in, he glanced up and said, "I'm sorry, but now is not a good time for sightseeing."

"I didn't come here for sight-seeing, but to fight." Xia Shi said lightly, and took off his coat to Zhou Tang, "Now it's time to clear the scene. You can go."

"Hey, you're welcome." The young man smiled, jumped off the chair, stepped on the squirming hair without looking sideways, walked straight to the door, and handed the book in his hand to Xia Shi : "No, this is for you."

"?" Xia Shi lowered his head strangely, and saw that the cover of the book in his hand was familiar, and the three large characters on it were even more familiar - "Song of Combing Plum".

"Nightwalker?" Xia Shi turned his head thoughtfully, only to see Zhou Tang frowning and looking at the door.He asked curiously, "Why, are you interested in that man?"

"Nothing." Zhou Tang shook his head, "I just feel familiar... Do you have any impression of his clothes?"

Xia Shi: "What?"

"You have a piece of the same style, which you wore when you were a child." Zhou Tang smiled, "It seems that guy has similar taste to you."

"...Han Biluo."

"Ok?"

"That guy's name, Han Biluo." Xia Shixiang shook the book in his hand, "It's written on the title page. It's so strange, I thought writing names on books is something only children can do... But it doesn't matter , can also be used."

As he spoke, he walked to the wall, raised his hand and slapped the book against the wall. Immediately, countless words fell from the pages of the book, and when they touched the ground, they turned into little beasts with teeth and claws, howling. Fell to the hair on the ground.

"Living things have spirits, and dead things are mortal. It's time for some things to understand how rotten they are."