The soul of the ex-husband

Two days before New Year's Day, Zhou Heng ended his overseas trip, and he could have given himself a few days off, but he didn't take a rest immediately, but met Xiao Jian'an the next day after returning to Cangshi.

Xiao Jianan had a problem with Zhou Heng, but he had no problem with the Nightmare Group behind him, so when he heard that Zhou Heng wanted to discuss cooperation with him, he went to the appointment.

Zhou Heng took Xiao Jian'an to the top secret laboratory on the fourth floor of the Nightmare headquarters.

On the road, Zhou Heng has already introduced the technology of virtual reality in general, but Xiao Jianan still has a little doubt: "The technology of the nightmare is so mature? Has it reached the point where people can't distinguish between virtual reality and reality?"

Zhou Heng showed a helpless smile: "I know this is unimaginable, and it is useless for me to say more, so today I will bring Mr. Xiao to experience it, and you may have a more intuitive feeling."

Hearing this, Xiao Jianan's eyes lit up.

If the virtual technology that Zhou Heng said can restore reality 100% really exists, then he must invest, even if he does nothing, once such a technology comes out, it will definitely make a lot of money.

Xiao Jianan entered the laboratory. When he was looking at the machine named "Tapir" placed in the center, Zhou Heng was on the other side of the laboratory.

The man copied it in his trouser pocket with one hand, whispered a few words to the head of the laboratory with his face slightly lowered, and then looked back at Xiao Jianan.

The person in charge of the laboratory nodded from time to time, with no expression on his face, and finally said respectfully: "Okay, I understand."

Not long after, Xiao Jian'an changed his clothes under the arrangement of the staff, and lay down on the experience chair, but he felt a little uneasy.

He looked at Zhou Heng and said, "Nephew, does this thing have any side effects?"

Zhou Heng's consistent gentle tone is reassuring. He chuckled and said, "You can rest assured that risky projects will not be carried out on the human body rashly, and I have also experienced it."

Hearing that Zhou Heng had also experienced it, Xiao Jian'an felt relieved.

Xiao Jianan's consciousness has been connected to the "tapir" and is sinking.

Zhou Heng personally set various parameters on the screen of the console, and finally saved the settings.

He walked down the steps, took off his white coat, pulled off his tie, handed it to the experimental assistant beside him, and said, "I will be on vacation for the next few days, please don't disturb me."

"Okay." The assistant asked again, "Then Mr. Xiao..."

Before Zhou Heng walked out of the laboratory, he looked back at Xiao Jian'an who was lying flat on the chair and had lost consciousness.

This time, there was undisguised disgust in his eyes, and he quickly looked away, as if he would be dirty even if he looked at it more.

"Just don't die."

"Okay, I understand."

***

Xiao Jianan just opened and closed his eyes, and the time and space around him changed completely.

It's just that before he had time to be surprised, a dull pain hitting his temple made him distort his expression and let out an uncontrollable scream. "Ahhhhh—stop! Stop!"

The smell of burnt flesh rushed into his nostrils, and the pain that seemed to penetrate his brain made him turn over and struggle, but his hands and feet were bound at some point, and he could only jump on the bank like a fish out of water Jumping, unable to escape, and soon lost strength.

After a while, the sound of "Zi Zi" stopped, and Xiao Jian'an already released more air and less air.

He lay limp on the single bed, rolling his eyes dully, only then did he realize that there was a circle of human heads gathered above his head, and these people were all wearing white hats and masks, looking down at him from above.

Xiao Jianan opened his mouth, wanting to ask who you are.

One of the white masks suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, but there was a sinister and abnormal light in his smiling eyes.

With a smiling voice muffled in the mask, he asked, "Do you know that you are wrong?"

His brain still felt convulsive and painful from time to time, Xiao Jian'an was speechless and unable to speak a word.

The white coat held up two electrodes with a smile, and said, "Okay, it seems that you haven't realized where the problem is, and we have to do another round of correction."

Seeing the two iron rods, Xiao Jian'an recalled the pain he felt just now, and suddenly woke up. Without knowing the strength, he broke free from the bands that bound his hands and feet, and pushed away everyone around him.

"Go away! Go away! Who are you? I'm going to sue you! Stay away from me!"

Xiao Jian'an shouted hysterically, while waving his arms excitedly to prevent the group of white coats from approaching.

"Don't come here!" Xiao Jian'an retreated to the door and gave a vicious warning, then rushed out of the door with hurried steps, as if there were countless ghosts chasing after him.

Outside is a cold corridor, and an iron fence will appear from time to time, so it is more like a prison or a mental hospital than a hospital.

Xiao Jian'an staggered and ran all the way, aimlessly, unable to find the exit.

He passed under an arched door, and inadvertently saw four bright red characters on the top of the lintel—the center of the net ring.

I just felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, but I didn't have time to think about it.

At this time, Xiao Jian'an was exhausted and tripped, and hurriedly supported the wall beside him, but his hands were cold.

Xiao Jianan turned his head to look, and found that there was a mirror on the wall.

But when he saw the person in the mirror, he was taken aback.

"Xiao Qi? Xiao Qi!"

That was Xiao Qi when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, but the boy was wearing a hospital gown, his face was whiter than the wall, he was in a trance, and there were scorched burn marks on both sides of his temples.

It was rare for Xiao Jian'an to meet a relative, and he was excited to pounce on him, but found that Xiao Qi in the mirror was acting the same as him.

Xiao Jian'an suddenly understood something, he raised his hand to touch his face, Xiao Qi in the mirror also touched his face.

He looked shocked, and Xiao Qi in the mirror also looked shocked.

He was crying, and Xiao Qi in the mirror was also crying.

He became Xiao Qi...

Xiao Jian'an didn't know what was going on, but at this moment, a light appeared in front of him, and a gentle female voice called him: "Jian'an, Jian'an."

Xiao Jianan looked towards the voice, and saw Yao Xueling standing at the exit, waving to him with a smile.

Xiao Jianan was overjoyed, and ran over, holding his little wife's sign language incoherently: "Xueling, save me, save me! A group of people here want to harm me, they shocked me, it hurts, take me back quickly, I want to go home!"

Yao Xueling still smiled leisurely, patted Xiao Jian'an's hand, and said, "Jian'an, does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Xiao Jian'an was anxious to convey his feelings, almost snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Does it hurt?" Yao Xueling asked again with a smile.

"It hurts!"

"What's the matter with the pain?" Yao Xueling wiped away his hand on his wrist, looked up and laughed loudly, and said, "I just want you to remember, don't play games in the future, and besides, I don't think you are doing well now?"

Xiao Jian'an's face turned pale with shock, he couldn't believe that Yao Xueling said such a thing like a seductress.

But vaguely, he felt that these words were familiar, as if he had said such words to someone before, verbatim.

At this time, there were chaotic footsteps from behind.

Xiao Jian'an looked back, his face turned pale in an instant—the group of white coats caught up, and the leader held an electrode in his hand, pressing every step of the way, with vicious smiles in his eyes.

Xiao Jian'an almost had a nervous breakdown and screamed in fright. He was willing to die at the thought of being arrested again and receiving electric shocks!

He tried his best to hide behind Yao Xueling, and shouted in a daze, "Don't come here! Don't come here! Xueling save me!"

The despair that Xiao Jian'an can experience in this life is nothing more than this.

But Yao Xueling remained motionless, instead of protecting him, she dragged him out forcefully and pushed him towards the group of white coats who came in front of her.

Xiao Jian'an was dragged backwards, crying and howling, extremely embarrassed.

Yao Xueling stretched out her hand to see him away, and said softly with a smile, "Jian'an, I'll come back to pick you up when you behave."

The door of the correction room slammed shut, and there were desperate and sharp screams from inside, but this time Xiao Jian'an was unable to escape again.

Xiao Jianan was the one who left the laboratory that night. On the way home, his neck twitched occasionally, as if he had been electrocuted.

After that, his mental state has not been very good, and he has been unable to go out for a long time. He always feels that someone outside is trying to harm him, and he is especially afraid of Yao Xueling.

No matter how much Ren Yao Xueling cried and begged for help, he avoided her and didn't dare to look at her.

In less than a year, the two divorced, Xiao Jiyu followed Yao Xueling back to her natal family, and Xiao Jian'an became a loner.

But these are the aftermath.

***

Xiao Qi, Tata and other four people are still trapped in Jiazi Village, and as time goes by, they can feel a feeling of powerlessness to break free.

That house was like a quagmire, which kept dragging people down until they could never get out.

During the day, Xiao Qi went to pick vegetables in the backyard. He swept the ashes off the potatoes, straightened up, looked at the slightly messy vegetable garden in front of him, lost his mind for a while, and looked around again.

The neighbors on the left and right have black roofs, white walls, and dead trees planted in the yard, and all the colors are lifeless.Everything is very bright during the day, it seems to be overexposed, and it hurts the eyes after looking at it for a long time.

After entering the daytime, people began to hear voices around, but they were all ethereal, noisy, giggling, and occasionally a fragment of sound was blown by the wind, but it seemed to be covered in a plastic film, everywhere, but blurred Noisy, it is an annoying tinnitus, a kind of spooky.

Xiao Qi knew that they were currently in another space, closely adjacent to the real world, so they couldn't see the people in the village, and the people in the village couldn't see them either, they were independent of each other, but through the faint sound and light Make a connection.

Each other like hell.

Xiao Qi stood still under the white sun for a while, Tudou suddenly dropped his hand and rolled to the ground, but he didn't care, turned and went into the room.

After entering the room, Xiao Qi felt a little more comfortable, his eyes were not so stinging, and his body no longer had a burning sensation.

The old house was cold and opaque, making it their best refuge.

In the hall of the house, dismantled video cameras were scattered on the table, which had not been used for several days.

There were three people sitting at the table, all deliberately avoiding the chair exposed to the sun.

Simon lay on the table to catch up on sleep.

Pan Peter supported his cheek with one hand, picked up the noodles sticking to the bottom of the pot with a chopstick, put them into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

Tata was covered with a quilt, sitting bloatedly at the table, dazed blankly.

It makes people feel scared at night, and makes people extremely uncomfortable during the day. If you stay in this environment for a long time, you will always have some insanity.

It turned out that Tata created a monster on the first night of their stay.

At first the monster did not appear, but Tata could always see a pair of emerald green embroidered shoes under the bed.

Whether they threw the shoes into the river, hid them in the closet, or twisted them with scissors, the shoes could appear under Tata's bed again when they turned around.

After the initial horror, Tata ran to Xiao Qi's room to sleep on the floor at night.

But when she woke up the next day, the emerald green embroidered shoes were lying on the concrete floor next to her pillow.

Tata suddenly became quiet, as if thinking about it, went back to her room with her pillow in her arms, and calmly whispered to herself: "It's my cause, I'm afraid it's useless, come on..."

Others couldn't understand, but Tata didn't answer when asked again.

The originally nimble little girl seemed to lose her soul overnight.

On the third night, Peter Pan got up to go to the bathroom at night. He and Simon went downstairs to the stairs on the first floor, next to the big room with two beds.

Suddenly, they heard an extremely irritated sigh coming from the room.

It was a woman's sigh, and the voice was very heavy.

Pan Peter almost peed his pants at that time, and Simon's face was not looking good.

Whether the woman in the room was Tata or not, it was enough to make one feel chilly in the dark of night.

They came down in the dark without flashlights, so they had to stare into the open door with stiff necks.

There was a dressing table by the window, and in the dim moonlight, a woman was sitting in front of a mirror, combing her long hair.

Her hair was very long and a little knotted. She first used her hands to move her hair, and there was a slight "squeaky" sound as the hair rubbed against each other.

Beep beep beep...

Same as in the Tata story.

Pan Peter grasped Simon's hand tightly, had difficulty breathing, and felt that he was about to die.

After working on my hair for a long time, but it didn't work, the woman sighed heavily again: "Hey!..."

She used the comb again, tilted her face slightly, and combed her hair in the dark in front of the mirror.

It’s just that this time the action was much more violent. The woman seemed to be impatient, holding the comb and shaving frantically on her hair. When she encountered a knot, she either pulled it hard, or shaved it directly, and her mouth was still there. Nervously muttering: "Why can't you untie it? Why can't you untie it? It's really annoying, why can't you untie it?..."

The low voice is especially scary in the empty night.

They could also hear the tiny snapping of hair as it was pulled.

Pan Peter didn't dare to breathe, his eyes widened, he shook Simon's hand, and silently signaled: I won't pee anymore.

Simon: "..."

The two turned around at the same time, their footsteps were extremely light, and they were about to go upstairs quietly.

At this moment, there was the sound of a chair scraping against the ground from one side—someone stood up.

Peter Pan and Simon immediately froze in place again.

"Why can't you solve it?" The woman was still thinking.

But what makes one's spine chill is that the sound is closer, and the footsteps are also closer, the sound of soft-soled shoes falling lightly on the ground.

Women seem to spot them.

Pan Peter's body trembled a little. In the shady atmosphere, he felt more like urinating. He simply gritted his teeth and dragged Simon straight to the second floor without stopping.

But after turning the corner of the stairs and running up a few more steps, Peter Pan suddenly saw something when he was about to reach the second floor, and stopped running again.

Peter Pan was out of breath, and he didn't dare to raise his head. From his perspective, a pair of pale legs stood quietly at the top of the stairs, and he was stepping on a pair of emerald green embroidered shoes under his ankle, which was too white to see blood.

Strands of long hair fell at the woman's feet.

"Why can't you untie it? Why can't you untie it? Oh, it's so annoying! Why can't you untie it?..."

Later Pan Peter screamed, Xiao Qi and Tata were woken up.

But when the two came out, the woman in the embroidered shoes had disappeared.

Xiao Qi set up an enchantment at the door of everyone's room, and the situation improved, but every night, if someone wakes up in the middle of the night, they can always hear the woman's irritated sighs from downstairs, and the soft soles of their shoes rubbing against the concrete floor. sound.

Sometimes, the footsteps would go up to the second floor, wandering outside the door, but because of the barrier set up by Xiao Qi, the female ghost never entered their room.

Because the female ghost is a product of Tata's fantasy, it is more like an illusion, so she cannot be overthrown, nor can she be ordered to retreat, so she can only be kept out of the door.

As long as you ignore it, it's not a threat.

But Xiao Qi encountered a more difficult situation.

No matter how precise the magic circle he set up near the house, it still couldn't stop his master Li Rufeng from approaching.

Every night when Xiao Qi woke up, he would find himself somewhere in the old house.

Sometimes it was in the main hall with the lights on, sometimes it was in the cramped and cold storage room, sometimes it was in a long corridor, and once it was even on the roof.

That time when Li Rufeng came towards him, he backed up and almost fell down.

But after a long time, Xiao Qi found that it was not Li Rufeng who was looking for him every night, but he was looking for Li Rufeng.

Just like those embroidered shoes to Tata, and Li Rufeng to him, neither can escape.

After staying in this old house for almost a week, everyone became more and more depressed. I don't know whether it was malnutrition or some other reason, and one after another began to have nosebleeds.

They originally planned to find a way out, but gradually, they were too lazy to even go out.They hang out in the hall during the day and return to their room early at night, and the room makes them feel more and more safe.

This dilapidated old house is showing its magic power day by day, it seems to be alive, it can breathe, and it can guess people's hearts, as long as it stays here, it will show you what you fear most in your heart, but what you want to see the most thing.

On New Year's Eve, at night, a silver Lotus supercar parked at the entrance of a dark village.

The car turned on the lights, and as far as the eye could see, every household in the village was lit. As it was midnight to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, it seemed that some children were setting off fireworks at the door, which exploded from time to time, causing a lot of laughter.

At this time, a drunk man walked by staggeringly, and the people in the car lowered the window, called out to attract his attention, and said, "Excuse me, how can I get to No. 77, Jiazi Village?"

The drunk man turned his head with a strange "Huh?" and looked at the people in the car.

From the headlights, it can be seen that she is a beautiful woman like a banished fairy, and her clothes reveal an aura that makes him strange, anyway, she looks very foreign.

The drunk man abruptly woke up for a few seconds, shook his head, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"No. 77, Jiazi Village."

The drunk man was completely awake now. He scratched his head, as if he wanted to persuade him but dared not persuade him. Finally, he turned his face away and pointed at another fork.

"Thank you." The beauty smiled politely, raised the window, and the streamlined sports car slowly pressed against the frozen ground and drove in that direction.

A gust of wind blows the mountains and haze, and the rear of the car with the red light on could be seen just a moment ago, but it seems to have disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only an empty and dark intersection in front of us.

The drunk man sighed, as if he was very sorry, but he was no stranger to it.

No. 77, Jiazi Village, is haunted all the year round. If anyone wants to go, they just need to show the way—this is an agreement that the whole village and even the whole town know to abide by.

If there were no scapegoats from out of town, the house would eat them.

***

The old house turned off the lights early and fell into a deathly silence.

When Xiao Qi woke up again, he found himself standing in the corridor on the first floor together with the living room and kitchen.

A thin figure stood at the entrance of the hallway in the living room, looking at him vaguely.

Li Rufeng's image is getting worse day by day, the mandarin jacket and robe are still the same, but his body is already stained with blood, especially in the abdomen where there is a hole where blood is oozing out.

"Xiaoqier." Li Rufeng approached with a smile, showing a green face in the dark corridor.

Xiao Qi was used to seeing it, but he still felt uncomfortable, his face was tense, and after a while, he felt his lips wet.

Xiao Qi raised his hand and wiped it, looked down, there was blood on his hand.

This is a sign of weakness.

Xiao Qi rubbed a few more nosebleeds, without looking up, he asked in a low voice: "How can I let me go?"

"Do you want me to let you go?"

"..."

Xiao Qi was silent, speechless.

"Little Qier, look at me. I have walked on both sides of yin and yang all my life. I have never done anything wrong, but in the end I fell into the hands of my apprentice. Is it a loss?" Li Rufeng said and laughed twice, it is consistent love Joking tone.

Xiao Qi kept his head down, his voice muffled: "You asked me to do that."

Li Rufeng squinted his eyes and said: "Of course you don't have to do it, I know you have always had the most ideas..."

Seemingly being poked into his mind, Xiao Qi casually wiped the blood on his cheeks with his sleeve, and said dejectedly, "What do you want?"

Li Rufeng's voice began to tremble: "Xiao Qier, it's so cold here, it's so cold here... Master used to love you the most, and now I worry about you the most. If you don't come to accompany Master, we can still be like you." As before..."

As he said that, a cluster of flames sprang up from Li Rufeng's body, surrounding his entire body.

Li Rufeng's face turned greener and distorted with the burning.

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, such a situation had never happened before.

He seemed to have sensed something, came back to his senses, turned sideways and looked back.

A tall man came from the shadows of the corridor, a dark fire clustered in the palm of his left hand.

The man approached, Xiao Qi raised his head to look at that face, his expression was in a trance, after a long while, he said softly "I rely on...".

"What are you really afraid of, what are you here for..." Xiao Qi looked down at the button of the man's shirt as if he hadn't woken up yet, and muttered to himself, "Is it okay to have a spring dream?"

Zhou Heng: "..."

Xiao Qi was still in a trance, with a natural dumb look on his face.

Zhou Heng raised his hand to wipe away a little blood on his chin.

The overly real touch made Xiao Qi stiffen.

At this moment, Zhou Heng leaned over to hug him. At first, he was a gentleman, like a polite hug between friends who hadn't seen him for a long time, but as he buried his face in Xiao Qi's neck, his arms gradually tightened, almost shaking Xiao Stretched out of breath.

Xiao Qi couldn't bear it anymore, just when he was about to slap the phantom away, Zhou Heng restrained himself and took a few deep breaths, then loosened his strength, and slipped out from his neck, showing a satisfied face, and said softly: "In What did you do to me in the dream? Huh? Tell me."

The author has something to say: Happy June [-]st!While you have time to do it, climb up to Jinjiang and take a couple of healthy greens.

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