Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

The abandoned house of Mingyang's family, a house full of warm memories and nightmares of Wei Mingyang, is now dilapidated, like a ghost house.

Yue Han's house stood in front of this building, seeing the creepers all over it, looking at his dilapidated and cracked walls, his back felt a little chilly.

"Everything starts here, and everything should end here."

He sighed, took out the key, and opened the door.

This house is not very big, it's just the place where Wei Mingyang and his family of three lived. As soon as he entered the house, Yue Han smelled a musty smell.

He covered his mouth and nose with his hands, coughed lightly, and turned on the main switch of the house.

Suddenly, the dark and cold room suddenly became more popular.

He strolled in the living room where the furniture was wrapped in white cloth, and the rotten boards made a "creaking" sound, which sounded a bit scary.

Yue Han shook his head, and continued walking, past the living room where Xiao Jin was said to have been so frightened that he cried all the time, and came to the storage room of this house.

Wei Mingyang told him that this house has two floors. The upper floor is a normal house, while the lower floor is a basement.

The young master's father, Wei Rong, has put a lot of thought into this family. He really loves his wife and Ming Yang very much. He specially built a basement, hoping that his wife and children will be safe when they are in danger. You can go to the basement to avoid danger.

But it's a pity that danger always happens suddenly, and this hidden basement is ultimately useless.

Yue Han squatted on the ground and searched, and found the entrance switch of the basement. He just pressed lightly with his hand, and the floor bounced up. When he pulled the bounced floor away, there was a series of stairs below.

He turned on the light, walked slowly down step by step, and finally stopped on a flat ground.

The ground became open, and the smell of putrefaction and blood still lingered at the tip of his nose.

"It seems that this is right." Yue Han sighed heavily, hoping that he would not see any horrifying scenes. The crazy young master can really do anything, but he still hopes that the young master will stop doing it Things that would hurt him.

He intuitively felt that Han Xin should have been imprisoned here, after all, the smell of blood here is so strong, and there are broken corpses of bugs, but he searched here for a long time, but couldn't find anything.

"It's strange. If people are to be imprisoned, Han Xin should be imprisoned here. Could it be that the young master has other places for Tibetans?" Yue Han scratched the back of his head and looked around desperately. A pass.

But the final result is still nothing.

"There are ropes, whips, and all kinds of torture tools, but the person is gone. Could it be that he was killed?"

Thinking of this, Yu He'an's back was covered with cold sweat.

"Forget it, I'll go back first, it always feels eerie here." He shrank his neck, turned around and was about to leave.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he was almost frightened by the sudden appearance of the person behind him, "Ahh! You scared me to death, young master!"

Wei Mingyang was panting slightly because of running too fast at this time, his whole face was a little pale, and because the lights in the basement were pale, it really looked like a ghost movie.

"You did something bad yourself, and you still blame me for scaring you? What's the point?"

"I, I didn't do anything wrong." Yue Han patted his chest, and sat directly on the stool behind him.

"That stool had his intestines there before."

"You!" Yue Han stood up in shock, looking at Wei Mingyang covered in cold sweat.

But Wei Mingyang winked at him mischievously, "I lied to you..."

"You, you little bastard!"

"Did you know what I did from my uncle?" Wei Mingyang took the whip on the side and began to play with it, "Are you afraid of me?"

"What am I afraid of you?" Yue Han found Wei Mingyang's words a little funny, "Since I have accepted you, I will accept all of you, and I will accept your bad side. And, after I was brought back by you When I was there, I asked if you smelled of blood."

"You've already smelled it."

Wei Mingyang sighed, wrinkled his nose and smelled himself, "But I can't smell anything."

Yue Han sighed, "Because you're used to it. It's like you tried your best to hide that you smoked, but your clothes smell of tobacco."

Wei Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with some relief, "Nothing can escape your eyes, you can see everything about me clearly."

"That's because I care about you."

"But I don't want you to know this." Wei Mingyang began to lower his head and fiddle with the whip in his hand again, his eyes dark.

For a moment, Yue Han couldn't figure out what he was thinking, "What are you thinking, Ming Yang."

"I'm thinking about how to make you not afraid of me."

After hearing his words, Yue Han wanted to laugh inexplicably, "Wei Mingyang, since when have I been afraid of you?"

"Didn't you scream when you looked at me just now?"

"Is that an accident? I suddenly appeared behind you without saying a word. Aren't you afraid?"

"do not know."

Wei Mingyang rummaged through the toolbox, found a clean rope, and squatted beside Yuehan.

"What are you doing?"

"Tie you up."

"Why are you tied up?"

Wei Mingyang shook his head, "I don't know..."

Yue Han looked at him helplessly, feeling that his child was seriously ill mentally, but he still let him tie him up, "Where did you get Han Xin?"

"I sent it to the police station. I originally wanted to pretend that nothing happened. The two of us lived happily, but why did you find out?"

Wei Mingyang, who had tied Yue Han up, lifted Yue Han's chin with a clean whip, "You shouldn't have come, what do you want me to do in the future? How can I face you."