Leng Xiaotai glanced at the puddle of reddish-brown viscous liquid on the ground, and raised his eyebrows, how did this thing seem familiar. He suddenly remembered, weren't these grease-like liquids the pools of stalactite cave?

"What the hell was that thing just now?" Leng Xiaotai asked.

Shi Liang didn't answer, got up leisurely, and walked towards the bar. This hall, which is decorated as an entertainment area, has a dance floor, auditorium seating, and of course a bar in the bar. Shi Liang walked to the bar, took a still intact draft beer glass and placed it on the bar, and casually threw a transparent wine cup into it.

Most of the bottles on the shelves had been shattered, and the base wine that had been opened had long since evaporated. Leng Xiaotai stepped forward for some reason, and saw that Shiliang actually rummaged through the boxes and found two bottles of unopened base wine.

He poured the base wine into the draught beer glass in different proportions, added a few drops of engine oil and an unknown liquid to it, and with a snap of his fingers, the liquid in the draught beer glass instantly burst into flames. The flames jumped on the surface of the liquid, illuminating the face of the cold table. He stared at the increasingly viscous liquid in the glass, and noticed a phenomenon - as the liquid was refined into grease, the clear glass in the draught beer glass also disappeared as if invisible.

Immediately after that, there was another snap of his fingers, and the flame in the cup was extinguished by Shi Liang. He shook the oily liquid as the invisible cup hit the walls of the draught beer glass with a crisp crash.

"Refractive index." Shi Liang said, "You can do this experiment at home with two transparent beakers and cooking oil, and by adjusting the density of the medium to change the refractive index of light, it can become transparent in front of your eyes." ”

Leng Xiaotai didn't understand, and pointed to the maroon, "What is this pool of liquid?" ”

Shi Liang lowered his eyes and said flatly, "Corpse pulp." ”

Hearing this, Leng Xiaotai's scalp was numb. He's just been in that pool!

He thought, he probably knew where the bones of the missing crew on this ship had gone.

Shi Liang continued, "The essence of that transparent big guy is that countless soul superstrings that have not been dissipated are entangled like threads, like this draft beer cup and wine cup, cast into two transparent interlayers, and then pour corpse oil into them, thus adjusting the refractive index, so you can't see it. ”

"And what's that shadow?" Leng Xiaotai was puzzled, he remembered that the shadow of the vine monster was the essence of the will.

Shi Liang threw away the draft beer glass in his hand and leaned forward to lie on the bar, "In principle, this involves the field and space. However, I heard that you only have two hundred and three points in the three modes of the comprehensive theory, so I am afraid that you will not understand it, so I will not talk about it. ”

"Damn, the top students look down on people!" Leng Xiaotai rolled his eyes, and then said straightly, "Okay, I really don't understand, you can be blunt." ”

"Okay." Shi Liang said, "In the second point, the shadow is the seal on the soul. After death, the physiological functions cease, and the neurons used to absorb the soul superstring also lose their function, so the soul superstring will be dispersed into the atmosphere. Unless, someone can interfere with the superstring flow trajectory in the vicinity and imprison these undead here. ”

"Use the array?" Leng Xiaotai immediately thought of the coral reefs around that small island, and it was not here

"Yes." Shi Liang replied, "You should have seen that there is a circle of stalactites near this ship. ”

Really!

Leng Xiaotai said, "In other words, some people are extremely proficient in feng shui and know how to use the location to imprison the souls of the tragically dead in unknown corners of the world. There are probably a lot of them on the island, and I've seen them on the island, and I'm afraid it's the same thing I saw in the studio. ”

Shi Liang put a damp journal on the table, and said, "This shadow monster is very exquisitely designed, the corpse slurry is quenched by someone with fresh corpse bones, and it is mixed with some preservatives, involving chemistry, optics and hydraulics, which can be regarded as a work of art in the monster world." ”

Leng Xiaotai was not in the mood to be cold and poor, and asked, "Then do you know who is doing this?" ”

Shi Liang flipped through the journal and yawned, "Do you remember the story of 'Garbage Island' that I told that night in the hospital?" ”

Leng Xiaotai remembered it too much, "Is that thing true?" ”

"Almost." Shi Liang closed the log and threw it in front of Leng Xiaotai, "What I know so far is that the behind/behind of this matter is not the work of one person, but an entire force, or family, probably started decades ago. The human soul is also like data, which is composed of various emotions such as happiness, loss, and so on. Among them, the fluctuations of the soul when people commit crimes or suffer great pain are the easiest to □□ and observe, and are the best experimental materials. ”

"That's why they specifically caught those criminals on this island?" Leng Xiaotai asked.

"Not only that, but most of these criminals who have escaped legal punishment are not easily traced by society, and even if they disappear in large numbers, they rarely attract attention." Shi Liang turned around and walked out from behind the bar, and walked towards the corridor calmly, "As for that chemical factory, it's not a real chemical factory, I'm afraid it's the laboratory of those crazy 'scientists', studying human souls, or squeezing corpse pulp or something." ”

Leng Xiaotai felt that he was still a human after all, and he couldn't say these words in a relaxed tone like Shi Liang.

He felt heavy and couldn't help but think of the little A in the story, "I still remember that there was a twelve-year-old child in your story." ”

"Yes." Shi Liang said, "You can take the logbook, this ship, the island, and the child, I think many of your questions should be answered in this logbook for me." See for yourself. ”

The journal was still a little damp, and every page was sticky. Leng Xiaotai dried the moisture of the log with his mind, carefully rolled it up and held it in his hand, and followed Shi Liang into the next cabin, "So, it's me, Lanche, and you." Do you gods have any purpose in gathering in this show? Is it to investigate this? ”

Shi Liang, who was walking in front, laughed silently, and his voice echoed muffled in the empty corridor, "How is it possible, of course not, I just happened to find a strange spirit vortex around here today, so I came over to take a look." ”

"Then what are you guys doing when you guys are so idle to participate in the reality show, are you so idle?" Leng Xiaotai complained from the bottom of his heart.

Shi Liang smiled so much that the corners of his eyes were crooked, and he turned his head sideways to look at Leng Xiaotai, "It's very idle, we are retired." That day, I said that I wanted to sign up for a tour group of retired veteran cadres from Nebrosa, and it just so happened that we both received an invitation from this crew. This program group is very interesting, rubbing a group to travel a tour, and you can also get on TV, we also want to enrich our spiritual life~"

Leng Xiaotai: ""

"Oh yes." Shi Liang seemed to suddenly think of something, and added with a smile, "And by the way, I came to watch you make jokes, you are too funny Brother Tai." ”

Leng Xiaotai silently raised his middle finger.

It had been nearly an hour since the two of them left the crew's passenger ship, and Shi Liang said that he still wanted to go around the neighborhood, so he walked upstairs by himself, "Don't go far, meet on the deck in half an hour." After saying that, he suddenly disappeared in front of Leng Xiaotai's eyes.

Leng Xiaotai looked at this posture that came and went without a trace, a little tired, he sighed heavily, and dragged his tired steps in the corridor. He wanted to find a place to sit and look at the journal in his hand while waiting for Shi Liang to come back. With that in mind, he pushed open a cabin and sat down on the iron bed.

It was already dawn outside, and a little light shone in the grotto, hitting the stone walls, and then reflecting into the cabin, which was covered in a deep blue hue.

Leng Xiaotai turned on the lighting of his mobile phone, holding it with his left hand, and turning the page with his left hand - in fact, he accidentally sprained his right hand when he knocked down the pile of tables and chairs just now. It was only when the dust settled that he noticed that his right arm was beginning to ache.

"It can't be a fracture," Leng Xiaotai muttered in his heart, turning the log to the next page.

The journal is the diary of a crew member, and the time column on the first page indicates the year of the journal - thirteen years ago.

The first few pages of the log were all inconsequential content, and Leng Xiaotai slowly flipped through it, and a strange feeling gradually rose in his heart. He found out how did he find out how he kind of wanted to jerk off?!

He was startled by his sudden flashing thought, and raised his head in confusion - isn't it Leng Xiaotai, when are you still in this mood?!

I have to say that Leng Xiaotai's environment at this time is called a gloomy and terrifying ghost, in this situation, he can still sprout such a lewdness. Leng Xiaotai also sincerely admires his evil thoughts.

However, after all, it is indeed a degrading thing to jerk off in a wrecked shipwreck that others have tragically died, Leng Xiaotai suppressed his nonsensical thoughts, calmed down and continued to read the diary.

But he gradually realized that he couldn't help this thought.

The evil fire ran from his crotch to his lower abdomen, all the way to his chest, causing his mouth to be dry. It wasn't until his lower abdomen throbbed like someone had twisted it that Leng Xiaotai realized that this couldn't be a evil spirit, right?!

Leng Xiaotai's breathing became heavier, and he knelt down in pain. He hurriedly unzipped his pants with his left hand and pulled out the uncontrolled place.

"Damn" Leng Xiaotai scolded in a low voice, and reluctantly □□. He frowned, closed his eyes, and the fire in his chest could not be exhausted. Left hand, left hand, this is not the best configuration for Lao Tzu! The power is too small!

Leng Xiaotai was about to cry.

Just as he was suffering from the pain of this fiery fire*, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door. The door was wide open, and footsteps stopped in front of it. Leng Xiaotai thought it was Shi Liang, and raised his head with a sad face, "Baby, come and save my brother, what's going on?"

Before he finished speaking, Leng Xiaotai was dumbfounded. The 'baby' outside the door looked at Leng Xiaotai who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his eyes, and stepped forward indifferently.

"Uh, what then, Brother Lan." Leng Xiaotai suddenly stammered, he didn't understand, if it was Shi Liang, he seemed to be able to calmly ask Shi Liang to solve this evil, I don't know why he met Lan Che, Leng Xiaotai was so nervous that he couldn't even speak, "I"

At this time, Lanche suddenly hugged him from behind, Lanche put his arms around Leng Xiaotai's waist, took the person into his arms, and sat back on the bed. Leng Xiaotai sat between Lanche's legs, his back resting on Lanche's chest, and before he could react, Lanche had already reached out to him and kneaded it.

Leng Xiaotai's whole body was wooden, and it took a long time for a hoarse word to come out of his throat, "Lan"

Lanche.

"Huh?" Lanche's voice was right in his ear, crispy/ticklish.

Leng Xiaotai wanted to say, in fact, you don't have to do this for me

But he couldn't say it, the comfort of venting his desire quickly paralyzed his nerves, and hit his lower abdomen wave after wave, so cool that Leng Xiaotai's toes curled up. His left hand limped Lanche's arm weakly, as if refusing, but trying to return the favor.

There was a shattered mirror on the wall in front of Leng Xiaotai, distorting the reflection of him and Lanche. He squinted his misty eyes and looked at himself in the mirror. The buttons of his shirt had been ripped open, revealing his flat belly and tight chest, and Lanche's fingertips roamed inch by inch, crushing over the crimson one.

This kind of stimulation was unfamiliar to Leng Xiaotai, and he instinctively straightened his waist and pillowed the back of his head on Lanche's shoulder, bringing up a beautiful neckline.

"Well," he groaned.

At this moment, Lanche suddenly pinched Leng Xiaotai's cheek and pulled the person over, and kissed him sideways.

A kiss led to thousands of emotions, and Leng Xiaotai's full of love/desire was put into entanglement with Lanche. Reason told him that he was kissing a man so selflessly, but at that time, he had little reason left.

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