The man who came out to stop drinking, and the man who controlled me, fought, and in the end, the man who controlled me ran away, and the man who saved me, covered in wounds, said softly, and pulled me up.

"Kid, what about your parents?" I screamed, turned around and was about to run, but the man followed me unhurriedly, and followed me all the way, and I ran all the way, and he followed all the way.

Finally, I couldn't run, and the man followed me out of breath.

"Little friend, it's pretty good, hehe, I Zhang Qiling doesn't usually exercise much, and I almost can't catch up with you."

The man said, smiling, and came over, I was already tired and hungry, and I couldn't run anymore, and I closed my eyes when I saw the man reach out, and then he just gently put his hand on my forehead.

"Let's go get something to eat, let's go."

I didn't dare to enter the store, so Zhang Qiling bought two servings of food and ate them with me on the side of the street.

"What's your name?"

"Little man." I finally muttered that I had nevertheless no enmity towards this kind man, because, unconsciously, I felt that people might be more terrifying than ghosts.

I was the weakest in the orphanage, and everyone called me that, so I laughed heartily and shook his head, and then he stood up with his knees on his feet.

"Hehe, don't you have a name? Then I'll give you one, and in the future, you will be called Zhang Qingyuan. ”

I looked at the man in amazement, and he smiled and held out a hand.

"Do you want to come? My family, although not very rich, at least, can afford to support you. ”

I stretched out my hand and put it in the hand of the man in front of me, I was tired and sleepy, and Zhang Qiling carried me on my back.

"You're very light, hehe, Xiaoyuan."

Zhang Qiling's back is very wide and very warm, and it is the first time, except for the orphanage, I feel the warmth of being a human being.

Back in a small apartment of only sixty or seventy square meters, a woman who looked gentle and beautiful was cooking.

"Husband, who is your child?"

"From this day on, it will be our son." Zhang Qiling said with a smile, but the woman sighed, looking at me, I was still very scared, and shrank in the corner.

Zhang Qiling and his wife talked about me, the gentle woman cried, and later, I took Zhang Qiling to the police station, and after registration, I became a member of the family.

Every day, the husband and wife will spend some time to teach me to read, after all, all of a sudden, I don't understand anything at all, they are husband and wife, every day is full of smiles, but I still don't have the slightest smile, on my face, because at home, from time to time, there will be ghosts coming over, constantly playing pranks.

The first time I was scolded by my parents for the ghost's prank, and I insisted that the ghost did it.

Zhang Qiling slapped me for the first time, I don't know why, my heart suddenly seemed to have a hole, and the cold wind poured in, and then I left the house while they were not paying attention.

I ran a long way and came to the park where Zhang Qiling brought me for the first time, swinging alone, I felt very uncomfortable, I didn't want to go back, that home.

I'm starting to miss the days of wandering around the city.

"Stinky boy, it's so late, aren't you going to go home?"

Zhang Qiling panted and walked towards me, this time, I have understood a lot of things, I looked at Zhang Qiling indifferently.

"You're not my parents, I'm dispensable to you, am I?"

Zhang Qiling was silent, squatting down in front of me, and smiling.

"Xiaoyuan, I'm sorry, Dad beat you, after a long time, we're going to move, move to a slightly larger place, let's go, go back, don't let your mother be careful."

Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand, and with a snap, I blocked his hand.

"I don't have a home, don't care about me anymore, and you're not my biological parents......"

Suddenly, Zhang Qiling stood up, glared angrily, looked at me, the smile on his face was gone, raised his hand, and I closed my eyes in fear.

After a long time, I opened my eyes, only to find Zhang Qiling squatting on the ground with his back to me.

"Xiao Yuan, come up, go home."

I was still in a stalemate, refusing to lift his back, and he turned his head sideways and smiled.

"Even if there is no blood relationship, even if I beat you, Xiaoyuan, I am your father, hurry up, it's not too early, your mother will be worried."

I looked at Zhang Qiling blankly, couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart, and threw myself on his back, and he stood up with me on his back.

"Dad, I'm so hungry."

This may be the first time I have called Zhang Qiling's father in the real sense, and then I asked why I was brought back at that time.

"On a whim, hehe, since I brought it back, I can only keep it, anyway, your mother and I have been there for many years, and we have no children, hehe."

At this point, the memory was interrupted, it was all dark, I stood quietly, a faint red light lit up, gradually, I saw, it was a hate.

Yin Qiu sat in front of me, crossed Erlang's legs, looking at me with a smile, looking like an uncle, and his hands were comfortably placed on his sides.

"Remember? Brother, hehe, once you were afraid and hated people and ghosts, but you listened to the words of the green ghost, hehe, okay, let them see, those important things that exist in your body, no matter what the circumstances, are not so easy to wear, are they? ”

"Ah, I won't forget it, all this, all this along the way, my friends, my parents, my lovers, the things that existed, I can't forget it."

"Go, brother, hehe......"

Suddenly, I opened my eyes, I was still given black chains, tied to my hands, feet and head, I looked around, dense small print, and the titles of each story.

The little words kept spinning.

"Are you awake? Zhang Qingyuan. "A voice full of thickness came over, very nasal.

"Who are you?"

"My name is horror stories, and they were created."

I looked around in amazement, and the boys who were spinning around me were leaning towards me little by little.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"The core, human fear, anger, anxiety, and other feelings, with the flow of time, have not stopped, I want you to be my core, so that these horror stories are more powerful, accept your fate."

I laughed.

"My parents, and Ran... Also, what about my wife, Lan Ruoxi? ”

"Don't worry, they're already in the story, and soon you'll be able to meet them, and the story will go on forever and ever."

Suddenly, the spinning small characters stopped four or five meters away from me, and then in front of my eyes, a string of words, as if opening a mouth, a figure came in from the mouth.

It was Wang Jianhui, I looked at Wang Jianhui in a daze.

"The story needs a core, it needs to be written, and now it's all in place."

When Wang Jianhui saw me, he shouted.

"Qingyuan, this horror story was written by my father, although he never let me see these things, but, again, I secretly went to his study and saw these things, monsters, where did you get my father, and my brother, my wife."

After a burst of laughter.

"Hmph, your father is dead, and you don't have any brothers, wives, mothers, everything is a story written by your father, haven't you found out?"

In an instant, I saw Wang Jianhui's face sink down.

"Wang Jianhui, now, I want you to replace your father, become a writer, and work for me until death."

As soon as the voice fell, above me, a transparent platform appeared, and a writing desk was placed on the table, on which lay a thick stack of paper, and next to it was a pen.

"Alright, let's get to work."

Wang Jianhui slowly came to the table, giving an invisible force, pressing on the chair.

"If I don't write, I won't write ...... if I die"

"Where are they, I want to see them, grass, let me go." I roared, and the voice burst out laughing.

"That couple is not your real parents, hehe, Zhang Qingyuan, I didn't expect to be able to devour you, it seems that the power between Yin and Qiu is still protecting you, but it won't be long before you will be completely devoured."

"I don't think so."

Suddenly, another voice rang out, and a man appeared above us, holding a small notebook and a pen in his hand.

"Wang Xinming, you are still alive, impossible."

The power that restrained Wang Jianhui was eliminated, Wang Jianhui stood up, trembled, and looked at the man above, wearing a pair of slippers, white pajamas, and a blanket, and then saw him slammed, and threw a thing that seemed to be a notebook in his hand and a pen to Wang Jianhui.

With a click, the chains that tied me were broken, and I felt like I could get up, and then Wang Jianhui and I pushed with a force, and the words that were entangled with us cracked.

"Dad, what the hell is ......" Wang Jianhui shouted, and then the person named Wang Xinming above smiled.

"Jianhui said that it is useless, you should go quickly, follow what I wrote to you, you can find a way out, you are also Zhang Qingyuan, go back quickly, as long as you go back, with the help of those ghost venerables, these people can't help you."

"Wait, what about my parents, what about my wife?"

"It's impossible to come back." In an instant, Wang Xinming's words seemed to knock me into the abyss underground, and Wang Jianhui and I gradually disappeared into the white light.