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"Although it's too bland, it's definitely a kiss, right!! Am I not mistaken?!"

"That's right! Sisi is such a domineering boss, and he is still pulling on Sansan's neckline... That's why you didn't press Sansan against the wall to kiss. At that time, when I saw the manga drawn by Mrs. Zheer, I thought this piece was super cute." Touching... this is my obsession!"

"I've seen it too! Mrs. Folded Ears yyds!!"

"Wait, the wall? The bed?"

"Ah, ah, you are so dirty, but I like hee hee!"

The corners of the front desk's mouth could not be restrained upwards, and the smile was getting bigger and bigger, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth with an inexplicable luminosity, and the upper and lower bright red gums, and then the lips parted and closed, and the shriveled tonsils dangled in the black hole of the throat dangling.

"I said 'No Three No Four' and would never be! That's what I said, I not only did it, but I also witnessed it with my own eyes!" she murmured, with tears welling up in her eyes.

At first it was normal tears, but when Fu Qitang looked closely, the tears had turned into viscous blood, winding down his cheeks like a thin snake.

The front desk was still crying and laughing without the slightest notice.

Feeling that his waist was pinched by Gong Zijun, Fu Qitang immediately understood, and turned his head to look, only to find that everyone around him was like this.

The feeling of weirdness and horror suddenly filled.

"Great, I am so happy to be able to witness the love between Sansan and Sisan! This is the scene I dream of seeing... Today I am finally consummated!"

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears, a sticky bloodstain immediately appeared on the face of the front desk, making that face even more gloomy and pale.

"There is still the last step! Ordinary people will thank both parents at the wedding, and they have to change their words in public, calling each other's parents 'Mom and Dad', which means completely becoming a family," she raised her voice, unable to hide her excitement and choked up, " Since the two of you have come to this day under the witness of so many third mothers and fourth mothers, of course you should change your mind! From today onwards, we will become a close family, and we will never tear each other apart, but be united in the outside world!"

"Woooooo, our CP fans are finally no longer the bottom of the fan circle!"

"That's right, from today onwards we are relatives of Sansan and Sisan! Is there anyone higher than us? Just kidding!"

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked, and Fu Qitang only felt his head was big in a burst of joy, so he winked at Gong Zijun, please stop playing and end it quickly.

Gong Zijun seemed to think that he was so cute, so he turned his head and pursed his lips and smiled.

Fu Qitang: "..."

Taking advantage of this time, these people have spontaneously lined up in an agreed order, and holding red envelopes from unknown sources in their hands, each of them waited expectantly for the newcomer to change his mind.

"Come on, Si Si, this is the number one fan of you two, the well-known third mother, and the most senior among us, you call her first." The receptionist pointed to the rich lady just now, and said to Gong Zijun.

The rich lady sitting on the chair was very excited. She bit her lip and tried to restrain herself. One hand was firmly grasping the armrest. The protruding blood vessels were like some kind of newly born snakes, which were clearly visible under the skin.

Just at this time, a thick cloud drifted past the window, casting a small shadow on half of the rich wife's face, the faint black cyan was dissipated by the light in an instant.

Gong Zijun's eyes froze, but he didn't say anything, but walked in front of her meanderingly.

"Let's bow to this third mother first, and thank her for her dedication. Whether it's publishing pictures, writing articles, voting on rankings, or spending money to buy endorsements, she is very hardworking, and she is really dedicated to you!"

bow?

Let this wolf cub... Ah no, is the adult wolf willing to bend down and bow his head? Fu Qitang wanted to laugh, but he didn't speak on purpose, but watched with interest.

Of course, Gong Zijun captured Fu Qitang's attitude of eating melons and watching dramas like an outsider, but he had no choice. He always had no choice but to take Fu Qitang.

"Four Si, hurry up!" The front desk urged, she seemed very eager, and even pushed Gong Zijun's shoulder for the first time.

"No hurries."

Gong Zijun spoke lazily, first looked down at the rich lady for a while, then suddenly lowered her head when the front desk was about to speak for the second time, and then leaned over with her usual straight shoulders, seemingly docile. Down.

The rich lady's breathing was stagnant.

The smile on his lips grew bigger and tears filled his eyes again.

However, in the next second, she only felt a sudden chill in her throat, and a butter knife appeared out of nowhere, lightly touching her throat.

A bone-piercing chill spread rapidly from the point where the blade touched the skin.

"Is it you? Although you have been hiding behind and let the receptionist speak for you, so as to pretend that she is the one who is possessed, but at the last step you really couldn't help it.

"You are the one who loves Sun San and Li Si the most, so you must be the first in the list of thanks, you can never compromise on this, or in your way - this is your obsession. "

Rubbing the slightly blunt handle of the butter knife with his thumb, Gong Zijun lowered his eyes, his tone seemed to be talking about the weather outside.

His conjecture is not limited to this, there are more details that can be used to assist - for example, this rich lady has always been the most harmonious and quickest response among all the "infected", if other people are like puppets, The language and behavior are always half a beat wrong, which creates a subtle sense of disharmony, but it doesn't exist in her body at all.

She was always the first to respond, whether it was crying or laughing.

In addition, she has been standing next to the front desk since entering the room, and in the process of looking for shoes, when the pregnant woman became the protagonist, she quietly moved to the pregnant woman's side, and then went back.

"You're 'infecting' these people. Although I think it's quite interesting, Brother Xiaotang is tired of it," Gong Zijun said with a chuckle, "So let's call it a day."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed harder, and the smooth blade really pierced into the rich lady's throat as easily as cutting butter, instantly making a huge gap.

There was supposed to be blood gushing out like a fountain.

However, there was only a solid black smoke.

"Ahhhhh why!!! Why are you doing this to me!!! I like you so much, I am willing to give everything for you including my own life, I just want you to be together!!!"

A vague figure howled miserably and rolled out of the breach, and it was vaguely recognizable as a young girl, half of her face was covered with black and blue birthmarks.

It was answered by a gunshot.

A bullet went straight into its angry mouth, and after a muffled sound, it came out of the smoke again, leaving a bullet hole on the wall.

After firing the shot, Fu Qitang didn't look at it, and immediately adjusted the muzzle of the gun and fired several bullets in succession. He only heard the dense shooting sound like popping beans in a very short time, and five or six people were penetrated in a blink of an eye. forehead or chest.

These bullets are spiritual energy bullets produced by the train, which have a strong killing effect on ghosts and ghosts. The moment they are fired, they will quickly release a large amount of energy to interfere with the magnetic field controlled by ghosts.

A large number of faint blue rays of light flashed across the half-covered curtain one after another, accompanied by a teeth-piercing sizzling sound.

The infected people all opened their mouths and screamed, many of them fell to the ground and convulsed, a cloud of black smoke resembling a girl's head struggled to escape from their seven orifices, terrified and angry.

There were several muffled sounds, and the blood gushed out from the place where the smoke escaped, and some of it was sprayed directly onto the wall or ceiling, and then trickled down, and the bits of flesh and blood fell down.

The front desk was the most possessed, her body fell powerlessly on the floor, her limbs were still twitching, but the head on her neck had exploded completely, like a smashed watermelon.

Gululu——

An eyeball rolled to her own feet, and was immediately kicked elsewhere by her.

She was still struggling to get up, clawing at Fu Qitang with both hands.

A silver light flew from the side, and after the brilliance passed, the hands were cut off from the wrists.

But no more blood flowed.

Shaking his head and sighing insignificantly, Fu Qitang saw another person rushing in from the door in the reflection of the TV screen, so he shot backhand again.

The middle-aged man in the uniform of the engineering department suddenly fell on his back, with a bloody hole on his forehead.

Over there, the confrontation between Gong Zijun and the green-faced ghost also entered the final moment.

Although the green-faced ghost can instantly attach to different people, manipulate their bodies to escape, or make various actions that interfere with the rhythm of the battle, on the one hand, these infected people have been disabled by Fu Qitang in advance, on the other hand On the other hand, Gong Zijun always fired several knives at once, and when the green-faced ghost made a slight movement, he found that his route was completely blocked.

Gong Zijun's knife was extremely fast, and its predictions were extremely accurate. It repeatedly cut off the path of the green-faced ghost, and took advantage of the opportunity to cut off a large cloud of smoke from it.

The smoke seemed to be the body of the blue-faced ghost, and every time a piece was cut off, it would let out a howl of pain piercing the marrow.

"Why is this, I love you, I am sincere to you, everything I do is for your own good, but you want to kill me!" Being cornered, the green-faced ghost suddenly turned around and yelled at Gong Zijun road.

"Really," Gong Zijun tilted his head, with a sneer on his face, "Unfortunately, I don't need it."

"Why don't you need it! You need it, you absolutely need it, and you must need it! Otherwise, what I have done is nothing..." The blue-faced ghost flashed a moment of confusion, but then became firm again, "No, I know, you are not Li Si! The real Li Si will never treat me like this, you are a fake! You are a counterfeit! You are deceiving me!"

The voice was shrill and piercing.

At the same time, the ball-sized mist suddenly swelled up, and the mouth suddenly sucked in. Countless smoke gathered towards it from all corners of the room and was sucked into the mouth by it.

The bluish-black ball became more and more intense, and its density became tighter at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was spinning rapidly in place, faster and faster—it seemed that once it reached a certain critical point, it would explode completely!

"I won't let you go, die for me—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and amidst the violent tremors, a bullet and a silver butter knife suddenly appeared at the location of the fog. They flew from two different directions, like breaking open and cutting into a filled place. The pocket of the wind, with a "poof", there is no more.

pat.

The bullet and the butter knife fell to the ground at the same time.

Afterwards, a large group of blue-gray ashes scattered with a "boom" and fell from the midair.

Like the heaviest and coldest ashes, anger and unwillingness covered the room full of residual red.

"It's better to do less things to touch yourself." Fu Qitang said lightly, and at the same time reached out to catch a piece of paper that had been burnt and only half of it was left.

It was a very ordinary room note with the name and address of the hotel printed in italics at the top.

Wanai Hotel, No. 101, Fengshulin Street, Xiangyang District, Jiuquan City, 0074-74747xxx.

Da da da.

Da da da.

Some kind of faint and lilting sound.

The background is noisy, like fine white noise, or like countless recording devices playing different audio at the same time.

Disorganized and maddening.

Fu Qitang tried hard to distinguish.

"A shaken wine glass..."

"Isn't this Mr. Li, long time no see!"

"Here's some wine, hurry up!"

"Wait to watch a movie? I don't know the one at 9:20..."

"You bastard, didn't you say you were working overtime? You came here to work overtime, and who is she?!"

"Go one by one!"

"I know there is a good place, do you want to..."

"Hi, are you alone, mind if I sit next to you?"

Many images flashed before Fu Qitang's eyes, including pedestrians in a hurry, the street at sunset, and the walls covered with graffiti. Finally, a man wearing a hat and a T-shirt with exaggerated graffiti turned in from the entrance of the alley.

While whistling, he walked leisurely into a back alley, and suddenly raised his hand to gather his hair that was blown by the wind, revealing a red bracelet on his wrist.

"Come on, tell me what you think."

"Let me say it first? Uh, okay. I don't really understand this kind of feeling when I talk about it. I am so obsessed that I have to become a ghost to fulfill a pair of false lovers... Please, it is false!"

"Well, I don't really understand, but maybe the false is true and the true is false? After all, most people only believe what they want to believe. And wishful thinking! What can you do with wishful thinking? Only respect."

"...Respect the ghost, if you are so paranoid, don't indulge in fake CP, okay, this will make both CP very troubled!"

"Agreed, it's better not to be too sincere. No one or any image should be someone's only emotional sustenance... Uh, it's disgusting to say so, and it's easy to preach. ——Change the topic, let's talk about it How about a horror novel?"

"It's definitely much better than the last one, at least the point of entry is very fresh. Although the design of the female ghost is still a bit old-fashioned, it's not killing love or committing suicide for love... Uh, I mean it's not for my own 'love'."

"I understand. In addition, the main ability of this ghost is to gradually infect the people around the protagonist, modify the knowledge of these people, turn them into fanatical CP fans, and then force the two protagonists to be together. This point should actually be expanded and written. Because it's really scary... Think about it, if I woke up one day and suddenly found that everyone around me was going to introduce me to someone, and forced me to go, and I couldn't go, then I might be scared to death on the spot."

"Also, at first I thought that those who were possessed and infected by ghosts would hold a ghost marriage for Sun San and Li Si, but it turned out to be no, it was just an ordinary wedding, but the messy wedding process was even more terrifying gone."

"Replacing the classic horror movie image of a child with a male and female dwarf, the sense of weirdness and disobedience is also stronger."

"Oh, there's also that pregnant woman... She actually hid a pair of shoes in her belly! This kind of operation is not unique, but I was still shocked when I saw it."

"As for the ending..."

"Li Si was killed by a ghost on the spot, and Sun San took the opportunity to jump out of the window and escape in embarrassment, but when he ran to the street, thinking he had escaped, he found that the whole street was staring at him... These people are obviously also infected, but Li Si is dead, 'No Three No Four' is definitely be, what will they do with Sun San? Will it really be time to go through the traditional ghost marriage process, can Sun San Escape again? I think this open ending is great! The sense of horror is instantly full!"

"I agree. But I didn't tell you about the fortune-teller, so he should be the one who started it?"

"It might just be an introduction, so don't pay attention to these details."

"Huh, finally there is an article that doesn't need to be continued or revised, and it's pretty good-looking. I hope the next novels can maintain this level."

"Huh? Let's continue watching? I'm exhausted. How about taking a break?"

"Don't be verbose, hurry up."