Haunted Places Live

The basement of the old house has a cold smell all the year round, mixed with the musty smell of furniture wood and the choking smell of dust. Even turning on the lights cannot dispel the dormant darkness in those corners.The last time Chu Yang came down was two years ago. He fled to Vancouver in embarrassment and worked around incognito for a living.His cello and the weird and mysterious script are locked here by him.

He peeled off the plastic sheet, fanned the dust with his hand, and took out the suitcase.Lynch looked around, and picked up white cloths to look at the old furniture and forgotten sundries.He saw a children's bicycle with a Batman icon on it, and laughed, "Your?"

Chu Yang glanced at it, and clicked his tongue, "Don't rummage through other people's things, okay?"

Lynch turned a deaf ear and continued to look around like a curious baby.Suddenly, his eyes fell on a piano in the corner.

"You still play the piano?"

Chu Yang said, "I know a little bit, but I don't play very much." Looking back, I saw Lynch lifting the cover of the Bruno piano, and gently brushing the dusty keyboard with his fingers.

"That belonged to my grandfather."

"Your grandfather can play the piano?"

"Well, he teaches piano at the Vancouver Conservatory of Music."

Lynch opened his eyes slightly, "The teacher you mentioned... actually refers to the piano teacher?"

"Hmm..." Chu Yang found something wrapped in heavy black cloth from the suitcase. Through the cloth, he still felt a slight chill on his fingertips.He turned to Lynch and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to read this book?"

Lynch raised his eyebrows, "What? Don't let me see?"

"You have to promise me that you won't read it." Chu Yang looked at him seriously, "otherwise I would rather burn it..."

Lynch looked at him quietly, and shrugged after a while, "Well, although I really want to read it, but if you don't want me to read it, I won't read it. But this book may really save your life, I suggest you take it with you."

Chu Yang frowned, "Help? Isn't it a murder book?"

"For others, but... the hounds will be very afraid of this book. If they find you and you hold this book, they will not dare to approach you."

"why?"

Lin Qi walked up to Chu Yang, stretched out a finger, and carefully traced the outline of the book, with an expression of enjoyment or admiration on his face, "This book comes from a god in a closed reality. consciousness. The so-called closed reality is the reality that even the most powerful sixth-level observers among us observers cannot enter. In those realities, there are the most terrifying gods in the universe. And the creator of this book The god—We call him Hastur—is a deadly enemy to the gods of the Hounds of Tindalos."

The thing that killed so many people could save his life?Why so ironic?

"No matter who gave you the book, I think he must be a Hastur believer. It's just why I gave it to you... I don't quite understand. Besides, the magic power of the English translation is actually mediocre. You actually only read the relatively harmless ones. In the case of the first act, you can write such a tune..." Lynch smiled, as beautiful and evil as a poppy, "I can't imagine what kind of song you will create if you read the whole book." Here comes the tune."

Anger welled up on Chu Yang's brows, "This is not a funny thing!"

"Okay, okay, don't be so serious." Lynch's eyes fell on the piano again, "I'm starting to wonder if your grandpa is really just a teacher. Are you sure he didn't mention anything to you ... Strange things? For example, does he have any strange beliefs?"

"No! Don't guess!" Chu Yang pinched the book irritably, turned around and wanted to leave.But his eyes fell on the piano case containing the cello again, feeling his fingertips itching slightly.

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Although he has the king in yellow, Lynch still intends to try all the other four methods that can make him invisible to the hounds.After all, once found, it is very difficult to get rid of.Moreover, it is not safe to carry a book that will make you crazy after reading it all day long, not to mention that as far as Lynch knows, there are many organizations that want this book...

The second method that Lynch thought of was to remove all the furniture in a room, put only a round mattress, and smooth all the corners and edges of the room with cement.This room can then be used as a shelter.So the two spent the afternoon evacuating the study, and went to Home Depo to buy filler paint and tools to repair the walls.Seeing Lynch wearing a hat made of newspapers on his head and Chu Yang's old overcoat on his body, he was clumsily and carefully filling the corners of the wall into smooth curves with tools in his hand, and Chu Yang couldn't help laughing.They struggled until eight o'clock in the evening to finish the two corners and two sides.Chu Yang ordered a Hong Kong-style Chinese takeaway nearby, and the two sat face to face on both sides of a cardboard box, one holding a bowl of chow mein while eating.Lynch also showed him the homepage of the live broadcast on the dark web, and suddenly it seemed that it was not much different from the live broadcast page, even the gifts he gave were similar.

Chu Yang saw the scene where he was trapped and suspended in the air by the tentacles of the hound, and said unhappily, "Can you take this down...you have violated my portrait right without my consent."

Lynch put the phone back, "That's not acceptable! This is the highest ratings I've seen in the last few live broadcasts. At worst, I'll share half of the money I earn with you."

"Who wants your stinky money..."

"Money is money, so what's the point of sharing the smell? Besides, I'm earning a decent amount of money. Didn't I take all those scary and dangerous things myself?" Lynch added a piece of goo from Chu Yang's bowl as he spoke. Put the meat into your own bowl.

Chu Yang discovered that Lynch really liked sweet things...

"But to be honest, you really don't want to cooperate with me?" Lynch said with his chopsticks in his mouth, "Anyway, you are destined to get involved with people like us. Instead of continuing to work, why not embrace your own destiny? Otherwise At that time, you accidentally get into some trouble again, but I will not save you."

destiny……

Is it really fate?

Why did the man who was always following him set his sights on him?Why did his grandfather resolutely oppose his further study of the cello after he heard his first piece of music when he was 17 years old, and instead forced him to learn computers, which he had no interest in?Why is Lynch telling him now that he is a third-level observer?

But he didn't want such a fate. He could feel that he was hovering on the edge of some kind of dark and chaotic huge thing at this moment, and he might be completely sucked in at any moment.And he had no idea how deep and ancient that thing was.

Chu Yang whispered, "Will people who watch your video really go crazy..."

"Please, you didn't just watch the video, you even saw the hound with your own eyes. Are you crazy? Although the human heart is fragile, it is not so fragile. I admit that occasionally something too scary... maybe There will be some people who will be traumatized for a short period of time, but that's an isolated phenomenon."

Why do I feel like I don't really believe what he said...

While talking, Chu Yang's phone suddenly lit up, it was a WeChat message.

Chu Yang took a look, and suddenly froze for a moment, then he quickly put down his chopsticks, picked up his phone and looked at it seriously.

Lin Qi asked while picking up meat from Chu Yang's bowl, "What's wrong? What the hell?"

Chu Yang ignored him and continued to focus on the phone.

Lynch stretched his neck to read the content on the phone, "What the hell?"

"No...it's an ex-friend." Chu Yang stared at the screen.

The sender's nickname was a big fat crane, which was the name of Zhu Heze, the former lead singer of their band.

Zhu Heze is one year younger than him, with upturned eyes and an oval face, which is a face with personality and charm.He is obviously not fat at all, on the contrary, he has a lordotic figure, but he wants to lose weight all day long, although he has never succeeded.She is very beautiful in a mermaid skirt, so she always likes to choose a mermaid skirt when she is on stage.Her voice is not a soft voice in the traditional sense, but a hoarse timbre with a little smoky taste, but she can sing very high, and there is always an explosive and amazing effect when she sings the chorus.

Since Song Shuliang committed suicide, they have not been in touch for more than two years. Why are they suddenly contacting him now?

Zhu Heze sent him a WeChat message with only two words: Are you there?

Lynch leaned over to him and saw these two words, and clicked his tongue, "I hate the person who sends these two words the most, why don't you just say something if you have something to say, and ask what you mean by such a sentence."

Chu Yang ignored him, hesitated to type in a few words, and sent them out.

Chu Yang: Yes, long time no see.Are you OK?

After a while, the other party replied: Are you in China now?Still in Canada?

Chu Yang: Canada.

After a while, Zhu Heze sent over: Chen Yi is ill, do you want to see her?

Chu Yang suddenly felt a heavy and hard thing pressing on his heart: what disease?

Zhu Heze: Leukemia.

Chu Yang froze.

The five of them formed a band together at the beginning. Everyone's parents were divorced, or their parents didn't love each other, or their parents died, so they were very close to each other, like brothers and sisters.The two girls, Zhu Heze and Chen Yi, are young, and they are pampered by the three boys as younger sisters, especially Chen Yi, who has big bright eyes and an extroverted and cute personality. Every day he argues that he should be paired with Song Shuliang as a CP. Like to cling to him.

Chu Yang put down the phone, turned to look at Lin Qi, "We don't need to do it... I may have to go back to the country..."

Lynch also saw those text messages and didn't ask any further questions. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay."

"I'm sorry, please help me think of so many ways."

"Don't say it as if you want to say goodbye." Lynch suddenly leaned in front of him, the distance was so close, and Chu Yang had the illusion that he was going to fall into the crystal pupils of the other party, "You want to go back to China, I'm fine if I stay here Alright, I'll go back with you."

The author has something to say: the next dungeon is about to start~