As the hair and scalp detached from the pain, Su Qingmei felt that his body was hanging in the air, and the swarthy quagmire was like a prop made by a magician. More like smoke, nimble, vividly curling out of her eyes.

She thought that it was Ji Zimo who grabbed her hair and saved her in time, or even Ji Shanshan, but she didn't expect it. As she struggled to look up at the man who had reached out and grabbed her hair, she let out a low cry of horror and fainted in fright.

The "person" who grabbed Su Qingmei's hair was not a person, it was the old lady who had been chasing her just now. The old lady's face resembled the bark of a dead tree, her fierce eyes, and her large, thick front teeth, which at first glance looked like a comic book witch.

In this way, she was so frightened that she fainted without taking a breath.

Su Qingmei was awakened by the sound of a sneering sound of a sharp blade rubbing against something. When she woke up, she felt that her surroundings were dark and damp, and a musty smell came to her nose the moment she woke up. Her hands and feet were sore, and she was like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered, still in a dark corner.

The sound of sneering and boasting and rubbing was sharp and piercing, and Su Qingmei was terrified and wanted to see everything around him clearly. Eventually, she saw a faint ray of light slanting into the gloomy room, and by the dim light, she could see that it was a basement.

Looking at the location of the oblique light, it was not difficult to guess that it must be the entrance to the basement that she had seen earlier.

Then, I felt the light flicker, and a sound came. It's not the kind of sneering and boasting, it's a bit like the sound of a ball falling to the ground, jumping and bouncering. Sure enough, a round ball bounced off the entrance.

Seeing the ball, Su Qingmei ignited a glimmer of hope. I hope someone will come down and see her, and it would be best if they could get her out.

The dim light of the staircase flickered, and then a small shadow appeared from the staircase, and there was the sound of footsteps, the footsteps of descending the stairs. Then a childish face appeared in front of Su Qingmei's eyes.

She shouted, "Help." ”

Unfortunately, the child didn't seem to hear, and all he saw was the ball that fell through the entrance. The ball rolled diagonally to the opposite side of Su Qingmei, the ground was even darker, and after the ball rolled over, it disappeared.

Su Qingmei guessed whether the ball would roll into the mouse hole, so that the child would not be able to find the ball, so he would quickly leave the basement. She was lonely, scared, terrified, and wished the ball didn't roll down the mouse hole.

The child was still very young, and he was also afraid of the dark, so he stood in place, staring at the darkness reluctantly. He tried to stand on tiptoe and hooked the light switch, but repeatedly failed, and a crisp female voice came from the staircase.

"Brother, did you find it?"

Little girl? Su Qingmei was surprised, what kind of place is this! How can there be little girls? Could it be that when he fainted, he was carried out of the old mansion and taken to another place!

The little boy heard the urging voice of the girl at the entrance (place), and said, "Fall far away, I, I'm afraid of the dark." ”

The little girl at the entrance sneered, and deliberately said angrily to him: "You deserve it, whoever told you to bully me knows that you are a coward, afraid of the dark, afraid of rats and cockroaches." ”

"I'm not a coward, no, no." The boy barred loudly at the entrance.

Su Qingmei saw that the two children were arguing about who was a coward, and said in a begging tone: "Help me, I'll help you find the ball when you're done." ”

The little boy was still indifferent to Su Qingmei's words, he was trying to overcome the darkness, and walked towards the black in the corner step by step.

At this moment, a dark shadow from behind Su Qingmei, like a dexterous chameleon, jumped up quickly and without having time to blink. I heard a bang, and the little boy fell to the ground.

Su Qingmei froze, she wanted to see clearly who attacked the boy.

But at this moment, the boy got up from the ground and walked fearlessly towards the darkness, Su Qingmei looked from the side, and the boy had a palpitating smile on his face. At the same time, she heard a shout from the entrance: "Zimo, what are you doing in the basement?" ”

The boy hurriedly agreed, "My sister will throw the ball down, and I will pick it up." ”

Zimo? Now it's Su Qingmei's turn to be surprised, and the boy is Ji Zimo? It's the story of his childhood, how did I come to his childhood? God, I'm not crossing over.

Su Qingmei wanted to struggle, but she still felt weak.

The woman who shouted Ji Zimo must be his mother.

Su Qingmei smiled bitterly, in fact, she has always been very envious of Ji Zimo, there is a mother who loves him, as well as a father, sister, and grandmother who are fierce to him, and that is for another reason. It's because grandma is too lonely and has a quirky personality.

Su Qingmei understood that she had come to the wrong space, and for a moment she felt as if she had lost her memory, she couldn't remember what happened before, and she couldn't remember how she came to this place.

Just when she was meditating, not knowing what to do to get back to reality. There was a scream from above, and then there was a dead silence all around. The atmosphere is too quiet, and it always makes people inexplicably breed all kinds of fearful thoughts.

Su Qingmei could clearly hear the sound of her pounding heartbeat.

What happened again? Listening to the scream, it should be Ji Zimo's sister's voice. Little girls, the daughter of a rich family, are generally rude and willful, and they are also pretentious.

Before Su Qingmei could guess what was going on above, he heard the sound of a heavy object rolling from the entrance.

It was the sound of a heavy object rolling down the stairs, and Su Qingmei's eyes widened, wanting to see what was rolling down.

"Puff ~ Puff" A mass of humanoid things rolled down in a tumbling mode under the impetus of Ji Zimo who went up just now. Wait~ Su Qingmei seemed to smell something, this was the bloody smell she was familiar with.

Heaven ~ Is there a dead man?

Su Qingmei struggled and kicked a pit underground.

The basement wasn't clear of concrete, it seemed to be being perfected, and after being in the dark for a long time, she could barely see what was in the basement. The ground was a grain of sand, and she would easily kick a pit.

Su Qingmei saw that Xiao Jizi's ink power was amazing, and he actually pushed and kicked the corpse of an adult and followed the downward trend, and got it to the basement, which was only one meter away from her. She could see clearly that it was a woman who fell in a pool of blood, her appearance was very similar to Xiao Ji Zimo, she was Ji Zimo's mother?

Su Qingmei really felt extremely shocked this time.

Xiao Ji Zimo quickly moved skillfully, picked up the shovel, and dug the outline of a pit with ~ a few clicks. Another half an hour passed, and Su Qingmei was surprised to find that a pit large enough for an adult had formed.

With a weird smile, Xiao Ji Zimo pushed his mother's body down without hesitation.

This scene frightened Su Qingmei. While gasping, she shouted, "Ji Zimo, wake up, she is your mother." ”

Xiao Ji Zimo turned a blind eye to her shouting. still went his own way, filled the pit in an orderly manner, and then said to himself to the filled pit: "I am also your son, why can he exist, but I have been sealed in his body for a long time?" As he spoke, he spat viciously at the pit and left the basement without looking back.

"Whoever helps me, who helps me." Su Qingmei shouted, she could feel the sweat-soaked clothes, the wet hair hanging in front of her forehead, a cold feeling. Then, a familiar shout resounded in her ears, like Ji Zimo's voice, and like her father's voice teaching her earnestly.

Then, in a flash, a girl in a white dress appeared in front of me.

She smiled at her and shouted kindly: "Sister, I miss you so much, don't go too far, you can't come to this place yet." ”

Where am I? Su Qingmei asked himself, dizzy. Embroidered shoes, bark-like faces, hideous smiles, gurgling blood~ corpses struggling in the dirt, sneering and boasting, the sound of sharp blades rubbing against the walls.

For the last time, Su Qingmei felt a touch of coolness coming from his forehead. She finally opened her eyes slowly, and saw an incomparably handsome, cold and handsome face. She nervously pushed him away and shouted loudly, "You're a murderer." ”

Su Qingmei was sick, and on the night she came to the old mansion, she had a high fever and kept talking nonsense. Now Ji Zimo is using wine to reduce her fever, and when she wakes up and secretly breathes a sigh of relief, she pushes her away.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Zimo stretched out his hand, seeing that she was dodging with horror, her hand was stagnant in mid-air, and asked depressedly.

Su Qingmei's head was still groggy, but Ji Zimo's voice was penetrating, and it pulled her back to reality. She stared at him suspiciously, then instinctively and nervously scanned her surroundings.

She was still on the carved bed, and Ji Zimo was standing beside the bed, also paying attention to her nervously.

Su Qingmei moved his mouth and said, "This is the old mansion?" ”

Ji Zimo still didn't dare to get too close to her, for fear that she hadn't fully woken up yet. He kept his distance and nodded at her and said, "You've been in the old mansion all the time, you shouldn't be having a nightmare, right?" "Think about it, during the period when her high fever does not go away, she keeps talking nonsense, how can she not have nightmares?

Su Qingmei lowered his head, thought carefully, recalled those broken fragments, and put them together, but they still couldn't fully surface in his mind. It's just that the bright red blood, as well as the smile on Xiao Ji Zimo's face, are very deeply imprinted in her memory.

Su Qingmei raised his head suddenly, stared at Ji Zimo, and said word by word: "Did you kill your mother?" ”

Ji Zimo was so confused by Su Qingmei's questioning that he couldn't touch the north, he frowned, and wanted to reach out to test whether the fever had not subsided, why was he still talking nonsense.

"Don't touch me." Su Qingmei shouted, his demeanor was very repulsive to Ji Zimo. The eyes full of hatred, fear, and fear glared at him fiercely.

Ji Zimo was distressed, didn't he just have a nightmare, how did he become so neurotic?

Just when he didn't know how to face the neurotic Su Qingmei, his sister Ji Shanshan brought a glass of milk, waved at him and said: "Sometimes, love can also become poison and become a nightmare for her fear, my dear brother, I'll do it!" Women communicate well with women. ”

This book is derived from reading the rim