And the old man desperately put his arm around the old woman's waist and pushed in the direction of the door, and stopped him even more: "Mother-in-law-wait a minute-let's go out first-"

"No—my doll is still there—" The old woman refused to listen, and the more the old man stopped, the more she struggled.

The people who are most likely to be dissuaded are always the ones who can't fight for the determination, the old woman is only interested in her doll, that is, she wants to jump off the knife mountain oil pot, how can an old man with exhaustive strength stop her.

I saw that the old woman gritted her teeth, broke the old man's hand and rushed towards the corner of the house.

Tsing Yi squinted her eyes and watched the old woman pounce on the corner of the house like a sensitive bobcat.

The lights were dim, and Tsing Yi gathered all his attention before he could vaguely see the figure of a little doll as big as Xiuxiu.

When the old woman saw the doll standing there quietly, as if waiting for her to pass, she opened her arms excitedly to hug her. Before her hand touched the doll's body, a flying whip slammed into her chest.

She snorted, and the whole person flew out weakly like a puppet with a broken string.

It happened so quickly that Tsing Yi condescendingly watched the old woman snort and was thrown to the other side of the room, so that she couldn't react.

The fluttering vines set off a few gusts of cold wind, and the candles that had been shaking were extinguished in an instant.

At the moment when the firelight disappeared, Tsing Yi saw the doll slowly raise her head, and looked at her expressionlessly.

After the world fell into darkness, Tsing Yi's eyes could no longer see anything beyond darkness. But at the same time, her sense of hearing became more and more acute.

She heard the creeping of living creatures throughout the room, on the floor, on the walls, overhead, and...... Arms and ears.

She heard the sound of her own rapid breathing, the sound of her suppressed and chaotic heartbeat, the harsh and noisy wheezing of the old woman like a dilapidated firebox, the anxious and worried whispers of the old man, and the cries of Xiuxiu getting closer and closer.

When Xiuxiu appeared at the door crying and shouting Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi lowered her voice and shouted: "Don't come in-"

"Sister Tsing Yi-" Xiuxiu subconsciously stopped, just stood at the door, crying, and shouting, "They went to call someone, and someone will come to save you soon!" ”

"Xiuxiu—well done—" Tsing Yi was tensed by the squirming sounds, and she seemed to feel a few tentacles slowly climbing down her calves, and the kind of touch made her can't help but feel a little numb in her scalp. She desperately tried her best to convince herself in her heart that it was just her own illusion, and in order to divert her attention, she said to Xiuxiu in a trembling voice, "Side...... Are there any minions? ”

"No—" Xiuxiu quickly replied, "I don't know where they went, and Xiuxiu didn't see anyone." ”

Tsing Yi heard this very strangely, before she and Xiuxiu walked all the way, there were many servants who came and went, and there were many of them who saluted her, why did they all disappear in a blink of an eye?

Just as she was seriously speculating about the cause, a sticky touch suddenly slowly slid from the outside of her calf to the inside of her knee.

That feeling was too clear, and the excited Tsing Yi suddenly got goosebumps. She subconsciously clamped her knees, and when she noticed that the slightly cold touch of the hand still had a tendency to squirm upward, her brain exploded with a buzz.

She jerked her legs a few times, trying to shake the disgusting unknown thing away, but the tentacles were shaken off and immediately wrapped around again.

"Xiuxiu-Xiuxiu-" Tsing Yi shouted in panic while struggling, "Go and call someone, call Wen Yu, call him-"

Xiuxiu was full of horror when she heard Tsing Yi's voice, and she was also anxious at the moment, she hurriedly agreed, and sure enough, she ran to find Wen Yu.

The black hand in the room couldn't see the five fingers, and the inexplicably trapped Tsing Yi made the touch * hand full of obscene * touch & feeling made him feel disgusting, waiting to be saved, San Lang is not here, and Wen Yu, who intercepted himself, is not here. The old man only cared about the old woman who didn't know her life and death, but when he heard Tsing Yi's frightened struggle, he didn't lend a hand.

The vines and tentacles became more and more rampant, and Tsing Yi, who had no way to help, resented his life, and hated him for a while: first, he hated Hei Saburo for always disappearing at critical times, so that she was robbed by Qingyi; and then hated Wen Yu who appeared inexplicably, although he kept saying that she was his sister, but he would take her to such a strange place full of ghosts and ghosts regardless of her safety, and he didn't know what idea they had in their hearts, which made people untrustworthy; In the end, he hated himself, his heart had no backbone, his hands had no sharp blades, he couldn't be a wise man, he couldn't be a wicked person, he couldn't drive away ghosts, he couldn't kill demons, and he was born with a yin body, so that all kinds of monsters were eyeing him, and he was in danger every time, and he couldn't save himself, so he had to wait for others to save his ears.

Tsing Yi has always been quite sad about his powerlessness, but there is no way to change it. It's like an ant moth trapped by a vessel, no matter how much you want to get out, you can't get out, and in the end you can only be half-dead under the low dust.

Tsing Yi hates, she hates the injustice of this world, why did she make her such a character as she is today, and she can't break through this cage.

She trembled slightly, her eyes blackened with hatred, and the resentment in her heart was about to burst out, and she scratched her chest frantically with her free right hand, a low roar of fragmentation overflowing from her throat.

The bone-piercing cold air rushed from his ankle and left arm to his heart, and Tsing Yi's mind was in chaos, and all kinds of fierce and resentful scenes flashed clearly like a marquee.

In the darkness, she opened her eyes suddenly, and there was a hint of red light in her eyes that had been clear before.

She tore the silk tulle on her chest with all her might, and stabbed her fingers like hooks into her heart.

At the last moment, a slippery vine suddenly wrapped around her wrist. The frenzied Tsing Yi's hand was biased, but he hooked the white hosta out of his arms.

The warm and delicate hosta slid out along Tsing Yi's palm, and her heart flickered, but she paused.

The sound of vines squirming and squirming came from all directions like a tidal wave, and in the darkness, she felt a pair of small, cold, piercing hands gently hugging her calves.

At that moment, she seemed to hear the faint sound of flowers blooming all over the world.

"I'm happy with you—" An ethereal voice like a ghost drifted away from the sound of flowers blooming, Tsing Yi raised his head, listening to the voice with both pleasure and disgust, and said softly, "Come with us-"

She couldn't hear the voice finish what it wanted to say, and the sound of cold chains swept over like a gale. The cold little hands that hugged her calves disappeared with it.

Immediately after she felt the tension of her left arm, the whole person fell down violently.

Where will she fall? In the midst of this incomparably darkness, she must have gone to hell, right?

Clinker greeted her with neither the boundless hell nor the cold ground, but a warm, fleshy embrace.

Bright lights suddenly flashed through the darkness, illuminating the entire room in an instant.

Tsing Yi, who had been in the dark for a long time, screamed at the light, and immediately lowered his head to cover his eyes with a scream.

"Shhhhh

Tsing Yi gritted his teeth and whined, but he didn't believe his words.

Then she heard Father Ji sigh softly above her head, but she felt happy, and before she could sneer, a hand suddenly came out from the side and pinched her chin so hard.

"What do you do delicately, so that you can open your eyes when you open them, if you want to be blind, just close them." Ji Qi turned her wrist, and she forced Tsing Yi's face up, she carried an angry lamp and candle in her hand, and when Tsing Yi opened her eyes tremblingly, she shook the lamp and candle violently in front of her eyes.

Tsing Yi only felt that something was about to move in her eyes, which made her eyes itch badly, and before she could close her eyes, Ji Qi shouted again: "Keep your eyes open, it's bad if you close it!" ”

Tsing Yi couldn't, so he had to tremble his eyelashes and try to keep his eyes open.

The darkness was like snowflakes, melting little by little in her eyes, and she felt two lines of cold tears slowly flowing from her eyes, and when the tears slipped to her cheeks, Ji Qi let go of her face, and then said, "It's done." ”

Tsing Yi couldn't help but close her eyes, and when she opened them again, she could see the surroundings clearly.

She saw the old man holding the half-dead old woman quietly huddled in the corner, and several lifeless puppets called black vines penetrated her body.

The room was filled with dark shadows, entangled with each other, covering the walls, doors, windows, and ceilings. Countless scarlet camellias dotted on it, and in the yellowish core, there are faint drops of red blood and tears.

Tsing Yi vaguely felt that there seemed to be a foreign object in his left sleeve moving slightly, and his heart immediately shook and he forgot where he was.

She stared blankly at the red camellias, remembering the dark feeling of her previous madness, and the ethereal sound that accompanied the sound of the flowers blooming, and her heart turned several times, but her spirit surged again.

Father Ji saw a few traces of black gas faintly flashing on Tsing Yi's pale face, his eyes sank, and his hands quickly summoned several black chains.

After hearing a loud bang, the chains bound Tsing Yi tightly.

Tsing Yi was shocked, she glared at Ji's father angrily, and said with hatred in her mouth: "Why are you locking me? You must be lying to me! Coaxed me to come here, to kill me for meat-"

Father Ji seemed to be stung by Tsing Yi's words, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but he immediately returned to normal, and just said softly to Tsing Yi: "That's not the case, it's something that has entered your body, so that your mind is easy to change...... Don't be afraid, Daddy will help you get rid of them. ”

Tsing Yi struggled a few times, and when he saw that he couldn't get away, he said angrily: "You are not good people, you are all liars, let go of me—let me go—"

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