The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

The man with the tongue nail is called Hongzhuan, which means the red album of the Beatles. Many people think it is not his real name. In fact, this name has been with him since he was born, because his father is a loyal fan of the first red album of the Beatles. , so he was named Hongzhuan.

Hongzhuan is in a happy mood after flirting with the little Asian beauty he met in the elevator. It seems that this trip to Gaul will not be boring.

While whistling, he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom. Hongzhuan took off a string of bone necklaces and placed them on the granite outside the bathroom. He turned on the faucet to turn on the hot water, and the water vapor soon covered the bathroom glass.

Hongzhuan looked in the mirror, the light above his head was pale, when suddenly there was a loud 'bang' outside, which startled him.

He glanced outside and asked loudly if his teammates were playing a prank, but he didn't hear a response, so he decided to go out of the bathroom to check.

As soon as the front foot walked, a pair of handprints suddenly appeared on the bathroom glass covered with water mist, and the next moment it was covered with densely packed countless handprints, which made the scalp numb.

Hongzhuan found that the window was blown open by the wind, the room in the opposite building was lit, and a dark figure stood by the window.

He didn't pay much attention to it, closed the window, and just walked to the bathroom, there was another loud bang behind him, the violent evening wind blew in, and the curtains were rolled into the automatic rod, making an unpleasant sound of clicking.

"Damn it!" Hongzhuan was irritable, and went to close the window and tore down the curtains, but with too much force, they tore them all down. "grass!"

Throwing away the curtains irritably, Hongzhuan didn't want to care about it anymore. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, he found the black figure in the opposite window motionless, as if staring at him. Post casually lacing up windows.

As soon as it was set up, there was another bang behind him, and Hongzhuan was so shocked that he was very nervous at first, and turned his head angrily to see the picture on the TV wall smashed to the ground.

He picked up the painting in the past and placed it beside him casually. When he looked up, he was stunned, but he saw that the white wall was covered with strange graffiti, uniformly using dark paint, with distorted lines and a terrifying style of painting.

A total of seven black rabbits stood like people, lined up, and in front of them was a dismembered human being, with a large amount of red pigment acting as blood, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

Looking carefully, Hongzhuan found that the dismembered human was missing an arm and a leg.

He immediately wondered where his arms and legs were lost, the painter shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake.

Hongzhuan, who is a bit obsessive-compulsive, stared at the painting, suddenly opened his eyes wide in fear, took two big steps back, stared at the mouths of the two rabbits on the left, ran to pull out the magnifying glass to check, and sure enough, it was in the mouths of the two rabbits on the left Suspected fingers and toes were found.

"Who drew this? Was it intended to scare people? Did the hotel arrange this kind of room for me on purpose?" Hong Zhuan murmured out the question that flashed through his mind simultaneously.

Because he was too afraid of the paintings on the wall, he put the dropped picture frame back on the wall, and was horrified to find that the paintings on the wall overlapped with the paintings in the frame, and turned into a human with a black rabbit head, surrounded by a black suit. At the dining table, the number changed from seven to six, and the humans on the dinner plate became rabbit-headed people.

Hongzhuan's face changed, he turned and ran towards the bathroom, grabbed the bone necklace and held it in his palm, but he heard the sound of splashing water next to his ear, and he was stunned.

Neck twitched, and he saw water overflowing from the tub, reaching his ankles in the blink of an eye.

The dense handprints on the frosted glass were covered by new moisture, and suddenly a flesh-colored figure flashed past, Hongzhuan approached carefully, leaning against the glass to try to see what was going on inside.

Suddenly 'bang! There was a loud noise, and an extremely dry face covered with scars was suddenly stuck behind the frosted glass, staring at Hongzhuo coldly.

Hongzhuan missed a beat, held his breath, and his scalp was numb.

The face that was only separated by a layer of glass and close at hand filled his heart with fear, and fear bound his hands and feet, making him unable to move. He watched the face behind the mist become clearer and more distorted.

The mouth was wide open and split to the sides, revealing white teeth and scarlet gums, and suddenly roared: "Run—!"

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Suddenly there was the sound of calm footsteps in the corridor, the elevator descended slowly, stopped with a ding, and opened, no one came in or out. A few seconds later, the moment the elevator door closed, a man in black clothes suddenly appeared at the door.

The vertical long hair is parted in the middle and combed behind the head. There are black gemstones the size of pine nuts on the ears and black conical metal ornaments, revealing the ears, facial features and superior shoulder and neckline. The skin is pale and the lips are not bloody.

There is no eyeliner on the eyes, because the unique eyeballs are enough.

Eerie, treacherous, gorgeous and beautiful to the extreme.

He was wearing a rather delicate gothic skirt, a pair of leggings, and thick-soled rivet boots. He was holding a large closed black umbrella in a black gloved hand, and his index finger was a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg.

This is the only bright color on his body besides black.

The tip of the big black umbrella poked on the ground and made a clicking sound, resembling the sound of footsteps, but he himself walked quietly.

At this time, the lights in the corridor went out and the surveillance failed, but when he walked over, the lights and surveillance returned to normal.

He stopped and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened. The yellow fur inside closed the door immediately after a glance. Unfortunately, he was a step too late. The big black umbrella was blocked in the crack of the door. With a flick of his wrist, the door was pushed open, and the man strode in. .

"I haven't seen you for two months. I miss you very much. I even rushed to see you on the last flight. You're fine. You close the door as soon as you see me. Don't you know it's very sad?"

Cen Jin rubbed his arms: "Ding Yiqing, speak normally, I'm scared."

Ding Yiqing stared at him, casually hung the black umbrella at the entrance, moved over and rubbed Cen Jin's long hair, a little disgusted: "Fake." Then he looked up and down his head with both hands, amazed: " The makeup is not good, the long hair is not good, and the pink dress is not good.”

Cen Jin slapped Ding Yiqing's hand away, jumped back quickly, put the shoe cabinet on his back and said, "Don't say you came all the way to see me just to beat me for being ugly."

"I didn't say you were ugly." Ding Yanqing looked at him with a smile.

Cen Jin: "If you say I'm not good-looking, is that being eaten by dogs?"

"I'm talking about ugly makeup, long hair, and ugly dress, but you look good." Ding Yiqing's pretty face with a serious expression can be called a deadly Gu, especially when he looked at him gently and seriously, and emphasized: "I mean What’s more, you’re beautiful the way you are.”

It took a long time for Cen Jin to remember to blink his eyes, and his breathing became disordered for a moment, then he looked away and turned to Ding Yiqing, his breathing became even more disordered.

"Ding Yiqing, are you wearing women's clothing?" Cen Jin's voice was eerily calm.

Ding Yiqing's response to this was more calm than his: "Men's gothic clothes are too ugly."

That's it?

Cen Jin's expression almost cracked. He thought of many reasons, such as wearing a dress to meet him to avoid embarrassment from his employer, etc. In short, it was more reliable than the reason that men's clothing was too ugly.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Ding Yiqing also turned around so that Cen Jin could see clearly the gorgeous gothic dress specially customized on her body.

It's not a question of good-looking or ugly, but why Ding Yiqing can appear in women's clothing with such a calm expression?He really doesn't have the burden of a god?Or is it just a lie to make the employer happy?

Otherwise, it would be hard for him to believe that someone who confessed less than two months ago would appear in a small skirt and circle around in front of the confession object, calmly asking if it looks good.

...Although it is indeed too good-looking.

But that's not the reason.

"You can obviously wear a suit."

Ding Yiqing: "Isn't this to cooperate with you?"

Cen Jin refuses to sink together: "None of my business."

Ding Yiqing: "You didn't look at the character design before you set off, did you?"

"?"

"Your rock band has a category called gothic heavy metal rock. Strictly speaking, you all need gothic makeup and clothes, but four of you in the team are dressed in idol style."

"so?"

"I am your team leader this time."

Cen Jin turned around and rummaged through his phone. In the group @王玲仙 asked if he had received the message from the leading teacher. About two seconds later, Wang Lingxian replied [Teacher leading: Ding Yiqing. ], and soon the group swiped the screen.

The group of six people created a lively atmosphere of hundreds of people, and they enthusiastically asked Wang Lingxian to invite the boss into the group.

Wang Lingxian was blocked by one sentence: [Big brother doesn't play in groups. 】

After thinking for a while, Cen Jin threw away his mobile phone and continued with the dinner delivered by the hotel just now, a Boston lobster and a two-pound king crab, and one-third of the red wine was poured into the decanter next to him.

Now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, just lie down and accept it. This is Cen Jin's motto in life, and he will not be shaken by rich or poor.

Ding Yiqing: "Something happened upstairs."

Cen Jin was unmoved: "Who is upstairs?"

Ding Yiqing: "The Black Rabbit Band."

Cen Jin looked up at him: "Is it related to the funeral of the rabbit?"

Ding Yiqing showed a helpless look: "It doesn't matter what I said, why don't you believe me?"

Cen Jin recalled that Ding Yiqing did not seem to have lied to him. He only played word games, hid half of what he said, and used various psychological techniques to whet his appetite. is the real answer.

He immediately opened the door, and the next moment he saw hurried footsteps coming from the stairs at the other end of the corridor, and then five slightly familiar faces rushed towards him with pale faces, and the one in front of him was the tongue nail man who was catching him.

The sharp-eyed man saw Cen Jin, ran up to him and said out of breath, "You, do you have... rabbit paintings in your room?"

Another rabbit?

Cen Jin: "No. A weird rabbit painting appeared in your room, scaring everyone away?"

Tongue nail man shook his head: "Only Leanna and I encountered ghost incidents... How do you know that rabbit paintings are weird?"

"Your expressions tell me that you are very frightened." Cen Jin looked at the other four people behind him. Among them, Leianna was shivering with cold, with a cross on her shoulder, and her expression was like a frightened bird.

"Come to my room to rest, and treat her wound first."

The tongue nail man hesitated.

Cen Jin: "We come from the distant and mysterious East. Apart from the identity of rock music, we are also celestial masters."

"What is a celestial master?" The tongue nail man was at a loss.

"..." Cen Jin said again: "Some of us are hidden secret disciples."

Tongue nail man beamed with joy, and immediately called his companions over.

Sure enough, Europeans and Americans understand Chinese theology, except for the dragon and the mysterious Living Buddha Tibetan Secret.

Cen Jin thought that Ding Yiqing was still in the house, and wondered if he could accept being in the same room with ten strangers, so he turned around and asked, and after getting an affirmative answer, he called everyone in, including Wang Lingxian and the others.

Soon the twelve people in the room sat quietly in the living room and looked at each other, until Wu Lan helped Leianna bandage the wound, the atmosphere did not warm up.

The Black Rabbit Band didn't look sideways, sat upright, and didn't dare to glance at Ding Yiqing on the sofa on the left. They didn't notice it before they came in. When they came in, they saw Ding Qingqing and almost thought Huangmao tricked them into death.

Without him, Ding Yiqing in Gothic costume is thick and colorful, black and white, with a dark and strange temperament, cold eyes, and a world-weary face that is too beautiful to be human. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a ghost crawling out of a grave.

Cen Jin coughed twice, and took the initiative to introduce: "The financial leader of our band." Then he nodded to Huang Jiang and the others, indicating that he is the leader of the band, Ding Yiqing.

Except for Totem and Wu Lan, the other three looked at Ding Yiqing's face for a long time, then turned their heads in unison, and stared at Huangmao resentfully.

Huang Mao scratched his nose, without any guilt, he lied to them that Ding Yiqing had the same name and surname as the legendary boss, but now he directly appeared as the teacher leading the team, and the lie was directly exposed.

"Let's get down to business." Huang Mao changed the subject and asked the tongue nail man, "What weird incident did you encounter?"

The tongue-nailed man said with a bitter face, "There are ghosts in the room between me and Leanna."

He repeated what happened to himself and Leanna, and finally said out of breath: "Leanna was almost frozen to death in the room, she couldn't make calls, and the door was locked. He threw a painting downstairs, threatened the ghosts in the room with a cross, and managed to escape by unlocking the door with a gun."

gun?

Gaul's gun management is chaotic, as long as there are channels, you can buy guns, and people with some status can get a legal license to hold a gun. It is estimated that Leanna holds a gun legally.

Wang Lingxian leaned over to observe Leianna's injury: "Did you do this injury yourself?"

Leanna smiled at him: "Yes. Blood and pain can break through certain mazes, making ghosts and ghosts frightened. But there is another main reason why I can escape," she paused, her eyes inadvertently revealing panic : "The black rabbit in that painting doesn't want to kill me."

Wang Lingxian looked at the cross in her hand and said with a smile: "Do you think the black rabbit just wants to drive you out of the room?"

"No, it's not." Leianna: "They want to drive me away and make me exhausted, like a hunted rabbit, running non-stop, once you think there is no movement behind you and stop to look back, you will find the hunter not far away Holding up a shotgun, he drove me away with a grinning grin, "Run, run, run until my leg is broken, my alveoli are ruptured, and my vocal cords are broken" until I kicked my legs in pain, unable to escape anymore, and was chased up Surrounded by rabbits, they ate me up as described in the words."

Wang Lingxian found it even more interesting, "Why are you so sure?"

Rhianna: "Because that painting is full of religious meaning, and I guessed its meaning. This is a religious painting that punishes sinners. It wants me to die in the exhaustion of running around..."

Then the two words were swallowed back, and no one could hear what she said.

Wang Lingxian: "I mean, why are you so sure that the 'ghost' playing tricks on you in the room is the black rabbit in the portrait? Is it just because you are called the 'Black Rabbit Band' that you think the black rabbit in the painting is chasing you?"

Huang Mao sat next to Ding Yiqing, and from the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of him crossing his legs and propping his cheek with one hand, as if he was listening with gusto.

He withdrew his gaze, exchanged glances with Totem and the others, and planned not to speak anymore, and let Wang Lingxian handle it.

His distant cousin, who was a big fan of the Black Rabbit band, died in an accident. Wang Lingxian would not give up easily if the result was not found out. You can guess by seeing how he actively changed his mentality when he met the Black Rabbit band.

Leanna frowned, hesitated to speak.

Tongue nail man scratched his head and said, "Let me tell you, because that painting is not unfamiliar to us, it can even be said to be familiar."

"Hongzhuan!" The lead singer named Saul suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

It was only at this moment that everyone noticed that Saul's face was ugly, as if he was very dissatisfied with the frankness and defenselessness shown by the tongue nail man and the others.

Saul: "I remember that Tibetan secret monks can know people's past and present lives. Since there are some Tibetan secret monks in your team, you don't need us to tell you, you should be able to guess it. If you want to say that you are not practicing enough, you can't even look at this little thing. If you don’t come out, even if we tell the reason, what can you do?”

Tongue Nail Man and Leianna immediately shut their mouths when they heard the words, already realizing that they had said too much.

Wang Lingxian looked at the vigilant Saul, smiled, shrugged and said, "Believe it or not. Anyway, you are being targeted by the black rabbit in that painting, and you will die sooner or later, right? How do you say that?" Hurry up Run, they are already killing red eyes', I think this sentence is not a reminder to you, but a whip to drive you away.

You want to get help from us, and you are afraid that we will take advantage of you... Don’t deny it, everyone is playing rock and roll, and you are afraid that we will use this opportunity to step on you to become the number one rock band in Europe and America. It is right to be on guard. .

There is no loss for us to help or not, but you have deliberately changed planes to Hua to find that witch. "

The expressions of the five members of Saul's group changed immediately, as if facing a formidable enemy: "Who are you?"

"An underground rock guitarist." Wang Lingxian greeted lazily on the back of the sofa without looking back: "Huang Biqi, I know you don't like to show off, but now is the critical moment for our band to become famous, give them Hongkong you Discover."

As soon as the words fell, he felt an imposing manner beside him that suddenly increased his sense of presence, subconsciously looked over, and found that Big Brother Ding was looking at Huang Mao with a calm but meaningful gaze.

"Huang Biqi?"

"Hey." Huang Mao responded calmly.

Ding Yiqing didn't deliberately reduce his sense of existence this time, so he attracted the attention of everyone present when he opened his mouth.

Saul's eyes flickered. He noticed this beautiful goth lady as soon as he entered the room. He didn't dare to strike up a conversation because of her gloomy and aggressive temperament.

Seeing someone speak at this moment, the smile melted and turned cold, and I felt very easy to get along with, so I quickly introduced myself and asked: "Ma'am, am I lucky to know your name?"

Huang Mao's introduction was briefly mentioned just now, and Ding Yiqing's name was not mentioned at all.

Ding Yiqing put his hand on Huang Mao's shoulder and said with a smile, "Kuba."

Cen Jin glanced at Ding Yiqing in surprise, he thought that this bastard would call himself Mario, but he didn't expect it to be the big boss Bowser who kidnapped Princess Peach seventeen times.

"The name is nice." Saul complimented him ignorant of his conscience. Seeing that the two behaved intimately, and that men and women were not taboo about playing rock and roll, there was a Leanna in the team who liked the same. He immediately suspected that the two young women had an ambiguous relationship.

However, he was not so stupid as to ask, and just nodded his head pretendingly: "Then, please tell me, Ms. Huang, why do you say we are looking for a witch? Which witch are we looking for?"

Huang Mao lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the hand that was casually placed on the shoulder. Not to mention, the joints were distinct, and the palm and knuckles were bigger and wider than his hand. Most people only had three knuckles, while Ding Yiqing's hand There are four knuckles.

He had other thoughts in his mind, but it didn't affect his eloquence: "I guess you are looking for a legendary witch."

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The author has something to say:

Qingqing's skirt is actually a neutral style, and men can also wear it.

Well...he doesn't care if he wears male or female clothes, but he hates wearing ugly clothes.

Peach: The princess captured in Mario is not Mario, because there is a version that says she has a prince boyfriend, and there is a version that said goodbye to Mario after she was rescued, I am not the one you rescued.

Bowser: Unrequited love for the princess, the villain who captured the princess 17 times.