[Bottle Evil] The Old Mansion's Strange Story

"Wu Xie."

From those voices, I distinguished these two words.

It's also an amazing feeling, and I feel like this is the only voice I really need to hear.

I found that voice among the chaotic voices, and then wanted to continue listening, but I didn't hear it again, but gradually, the other voices also disappeared.

It's over.

I opened my eyes, and there was no fog, no people in robes and masks.

I can't remember when it started to enter the illusion, falling from the underground waterfall?Or did it start when I saw that green light, or the mural?

I discerned, there was light around me, I was not in the darkness, but fire.The green glazed bricks under my feet have not changed.Then I saw in front of me a deep square pit with a black coffin in the middle, and it was there too.But the top is covered with dust, it doesn't look like it has just been opened.

I'm standing on the edge, one more step and I'm going to fall.There were many hexagonal copper bells hanging from the top of my head, and I held one of them, and blood oozed from the palm of my hand.

I couldn't figure it out for a while, I just saw that the bell was different from the one in the illusion, it didn't have rosin, but it could ring.

Suddenly, another hand stretched out from behind me, gently opened my hand, then took the bell out of my hand, and fixed it firmly.

Maybe I have been in the illusion for too long, my eyes are still a little blurry, I can't see very clearly, I only know that it is not my own hand.

Then I felt that someone was restraining me, and he took me back a few steps.

In fact, my head was still dizzy, but I slowed down and felt that the surroundings were quiet.

it's over.I breathed a sigh of relief.

I stood there in a daze, unable to react for a while, but this was not an illusion caused by snake venom. When I woke up without pain, it must be the hexagonal copper bell.

Gradually, all the senses of the whole body recovered. I felt someone breathing near my neck, and my back was pressed against the man's chest. His heart was beating like thunder, which was the first thing I heard when I woke up. sound.

Only then did I realize that I was the one who wanted to jump into the coffin. I was bewitched by the illusion and almost jumped.

I felt in the illusion that the person who stopped me from saving Poker Bottle was not wearing a mask, but the person behind me, who wanted to save me.

I earned a bit and wanted to look back at "The Savior".

The "savior" was very strong, he didn't let go, and hugged him even tighter.

About half a minute later, I was fully awake.I opened my mouth: "You are here."

My voice is hoarse, it seems that I really roared for a while.

No one responded, so I took another deep breath: "Stop dancing, I'm awake."

The person behind me paused, and finally let go of me.

"You're fucking awake at last!"

Is it Fatty's voice?I froze.

Then I saw a familiar face appearing in front of me. The fat man was smiling. Although he had some paint on it, he didn't turn purple in the sarcophagus.

"How much is this?" The fat man waved three fingers in front of my eyes, then pointed to his own face, "Who am I?"

"Three fat guys." I said.

"Who is the third fat man?" The fat man made a gesture to slap me, "I am your fat man."

"Okay, you can be my ancestor at this moment." I sighed, touched the hand still on my waist, such long fingers, how can I be fat.

He is there too.

I turned around and saw the face of the man behind me, Poker Face was frowning, showing worry.

Their appearance made the feeling of anger, anxiety and collapse that I just felt recede like an ebb tide.

It's been the same all these years.

I know they're coming, and I'll be at ease.

It's just that I thought I could regain my composure, but when I saw Poker Fing's face and his expression, I "broke down" again.

I can't tell what I feel in my heart at this moment, it's still different from when I saw him again in front of the bronze door.It may be more like the feeling I would have if I woke up and saw not only Guixi, but also him after he pinched my neck ten years ago.

A lot of emotions came out of my heart at once, and I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The body's reaction was relatively straightforward. We looked at each other for a few seconds. I stepped forward, reached out and hugged Poker Fing's shoulder, and gradually exerted my greatest strength.

Poker-face obviously didn't expect me to be so excited and want to hug me, I saw his eyes widen.

His coat is still on me, and he is only wearing a vest. His body has a lot of muscle, but it is not exaggerated. Holding him like this is very textured.

There must be very few people who dare to hug him like this.

But Poker Bottle really can't comfort people, his body froze for a moment, and then he put his hands on my back, his movements were so stiff that I was about to laugh.

In fact, I really couldn't laugh, I buried my face in his neck, took a breath, and felt sad for a while.

Poker-Face tightened his arms, patted my back again, and said, "Wu Xie."

The voice of Boyouping is actually very nice, it is so close, and it comes directly to my ears with its own reverberation, I forgot how to write the word "counseling".

"Call me again."

I said cheekily.

"What's wrong with you!" the fat man laughed.

It's a problem, and I really want to laugh, so I laughed twice when I thought about it.

This is true, I don't feel dizzy or dazed at all, although I don't know how they got here, but this sense of solidity is very real at this moment.I raised my head a little, and I saw water dripping from Poker Ping's hair, and the unicorn tattoo on his shoulder was looming.

I was focusing on it and wanted to take a closer look, when my eyes flickered, Poker Finger made a "tsk" sound, and suddenly grabbed me from his shoulder.

I looked up to meet his eyes, not having time to discern the emotion there.

This rhythm, I thought, isn't it a bit fast?

Pokerfing came over suddenly, and his lips pressed heavily on my face.

"Oops, fuck me!"

Boyouping and Fatty should have rushed over to save me, so the fourth child who had just followed up let out a roar.

I didn't have time to pay attention to him, the touch on the lips was too real, what's going on, is Poker Face kissing me?

Zhang Qiling, I said to myself, I haven't seen you for a while, what have you experienced?How come I think the same thing.

How dare you do it.

But I guess he won't.

Actually, neither will I.

Poker-Face just kissed me, and stopped pressing me. When I saw his face clearly again, I found that his eyes were serious.

For some reason, a sentence quickly flashed through my mind: I will be responsible for you.

The actual Poker Bottle said, "It's all right."

It seems to be speaking to me, and it seems to be speaking to himself.

The worry on his face returned to calm, and the surrounding fire reflected in his calm eyes.

I was still in a daze, so I subconsciously pushed him away and put some distance away. My face was very hot, and I guess it turned red into a landscape.

Then I heard a series of "Oh my god" getting closer. The fourth child may have been frightened by Pokerfing's actions just now. He walked with the same hands and feet, but he quickly rushed to the three of us.

I thought about it, but still didn't know what to say.You can't cover your face shyly and ask "what's all right, what are your relatives doing?".Poker bottle might think I'm still hallucinating and pinch me out.

"This..." The fat man coughed twice.I thought he was going to relieve the awkward atmosphere, but he continued: "See no evil, I didn't see anything."

Damn, he wanted to see me laugh.

The fourth child's face immediately turned into a half-smile, and Poker-Face's face turned serious again, leaving me alone in embarrassment.

"You..." I organized my words for a long time, "let me see."

I just started to look at them carefully. It seems that there is nothing wrong with them. The three together are not as embarrassing as I am, but they are all wet. They should come from the underground waterfall.

After thinking about it, I slapped the fourth child on the back of the head.

I yelled at him: "Damn it, what happened to that kid's zongzi? You fucking gotta get it!"

The three of them seemed to feel that my painting style had changed suddenly, and no one responded for a while, but they all looked at me.

"What are you looking at?" I said confidently.

There are still a lot of things that need to be sorted out, and I thought to myself, there is no time to gossip.