Xia Beifeng was still immersed in the shock brought to him by the sentence "not an outsider", and his mind was full of speculation about "what does this guy know", and in the face of this sudden change, his reaction was a beat slower. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He watched as a puff of black smoke rose from the white jade hand, gradually becoming scorched black but refused to let go, and a woman's painful wail echoed in his ears, and then he slowly came back to his senses.

"What's the matter with her?"

He smiled and asked, "I want to pull you in or what?" ”

The woman's shrill wail was too harsh, and he shouted it out of his throat, and the volume was still not loud when it fell into his ears.

The ghost king pointed to his ear with a disgusted expression, raised his other hand, and showed him his cuffs.

At first glance, the wide sleeves are all pure black, and when you look closely, you can find that there is a mystery hidden in it.

The black cloth is embroidered with intricate lines of the same color filament, and rows of dense fly-headed small characters loom in the face, and according to some mysterious law, almost all over the entire wide robe.

The font is complicated, unlike any known script, but Xia Beifeng feels an inexplicable familiarity.

There are some subtle similarities to the symbols and words I saw in the place where the black dragon was locked up before, but it seems that something is different.

It's not the same.

The last time I saw the big ones, the functions were seals, and the functions on this guy's clothes were to ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts.

This sentence appeared in my mind for no reason, and it seemed so logical and so natural. It was as if these things existed in the depths of his memory, but they were only briefly forgotten by him. Now that I see a little clue, I will naturally pick up the memories again.

"Why are you painting so many evil things on your clothes, obviously ......"

Facing the surprised gaze of the ghost king, Xia Beifeng swallowed back the second half of the offensive words.

Obviously, you are an evil creature yourself, do you want to destroy yourself by wearing such a dress?

The female ghost's hand was still billowing with smoke, gradually dissolving into a wizened bone claw, with a few sharp nails hanging from the phalanges, still hanging unrelentingly on the wide sleeves of her coat, like a dangling chicken claw.

The original angry and painful wail turned into a weak moan ~ moaning with the passage of time. At this point, it sounded more like a whispered vicious curse, mixed with a bit of pleading.

"You know it hurts?"

The ghost king looked down at the bone claws hanging on his sleeves and raised his eyebrows: "You still don't let go when it hurts?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, the blackened and thin bone claw retracted into the cabinet with a "whoosh", a few points faster than when it stretched out.

"You go and see what's inside."

The ghost king turned sideways to give Xia Beifeng a little position, and pointed to the cabinet beside him with his thumb: "I can't touch the things in there directly, I can only lure her out." If I go to see it, she probably won't dare to come out again, so come on...... Be careful, this guy is still a little interesting, don't be scared by her. ”

Xia Beifeng came over, half-squatted down~ and glanced into the cabinet.

The so-called mortuary cabinet is actually a row of huge drawers, which on the surface looks like a rectangular cabinet door, but the space inside is not small. Normally, the corpse is refrigerated horizontally in a drawer, and when needed, the drawer is pulled open and the body inside is removed.

The cabinet where the rain painting was hiding was empty.

He looked around for a while, and all he could see was pitch black, and the square door was like a deep bottomless pit, with no end in sight.

An unsettling aura came from the cabinet of the black hole ~ hole. It seems that something dangerous is hidden inside, lurking in the darkness, and at some point it will rush out and take the life of someone who pries into the secret.

He looked down and pulled out his phone, flipping through the flashlight function.

It's too dark, so let's turn on the lights.

He lowered his head, his finger hovering over the option to turn on the flashlight, when he saw a red light flash from the cabinet beside him.

The ghost king, who was standing with his arms on the side, narrowed his eyes, and the hand hidden in his sleeve instantly clenched into a fist, and after a pause, he slowly let go.

He looked thoughtfully at Xia Beifeng, who was squatting on the ground, and showed a meaningful smile, but took a step back.

Xia Beifeng turned on the flashlight, and then looked into the cabinet with the flickering white light.

A bloodshot eye was hovering in the deepest part of the cabinet staring at him, his gaze full of resentful murderous intent.

The color of the eyes was very light, the amber eyeballs reflected the bright light under the light of the flashlight, but the whites of the eyes were full of dense bloodshots, connected into a patch of red, and there was hardly much white to see. A mass of blood-stained nerve tissue hung behind the eyeball, slowly dripping blood downward, and had gathered into a small pool on the smooth metal plate.

"There's an eye in there, looking at me."

He carefully observed his eyes in the distance, turned back to the ghost king and asked, "It looks weird and disgusting, is it disposed of?" ”

As if hearing his words, the eyes embedded in the cabinet turned vigilantly from side to side a few times, and after finding nothing, they fell on him again.

That's something that men don't have, and because they are too emotional, they become obsessive eyes.

It's a woman's eye.

He read some kind of resentment in this bloody eye, and came to this conclusion.

After being ridiculed for all the feelings she gave and not being reciprocated, she turned all her love into resentment, and only showed such eyes before she died.

But what does it want to do?

didn't get a response from the ghost king behind him, and Xia Beifeng didn't know whether to do it, or whether he should do something to lure it out.

It just stared at him with such a big sting, neither offensive nor timid.

"Whose eyes?"

The Ghost King asked with interest, "What kind of eyes have you seen before?" ”

"Rain painted."

Xia Beifeng replied without thinking: "Otherwise, who else?" ”

"Not necessarily."

The ghost king leaned close to his ear, and although his voice was extremely soft, it carried a bit of commanding majesty, and he firmly could not refuse: "If you think about it carefully, is it really the eyes of the rain painting?" ”

Yes, of course......

Xia Beifeng was about to ask, "Are you annoying?" but saw that the eyes in the cabinet trembled twice, and his heart suddenly shook.

It can't be her!

A memory from a long time ago came to mind. Mixed with blood and flames, the lives that were taken away, and the women who were begging and pleading, the deeply buried images flashed quickly in front of my eyes, as if it were yesterday.

The eyes in the cabinet were covered with a layer of moisture.

It is said that it is just a lonely eyeball, and it has no eyelids or anything, and naturally there is no lacrimal gland organ, but it just holds tears.

It is not accurate to say that it is tears, which are actually a red liquid that replaces the function of tears - blood.

A fishy smell emanated from the cabinet. The strong smell unique to the decay of human tissues made his brain dizzy for a while, and the pain in his eyes was hot, and he almost shed tears with the eyeballs inside.

Blood and tears flowed down the edge of the eyeballs, mixed with the small pool of blood that had already accumulated, and in the blink of an eye, half of the cabinet was spread, and it was still pouring out quickly~.

The eyes trembled at a high frequency, and the anger of its owner could be felt from afar.

"Remembered?"

The Ghost King's voice sounded more like a cold question: "What do you remember?" ”

"Nothing, a long time ago."

"Something you regret?"

"Yes, but what does that have to do with you?"

Xia Beifeng turned his head, and Tie Qing's face was even more terrifying under the bright light of the mobile phone: "Why are you asking so much, but let's answer first." It won't come out, I'm going to do it. ”

In a matter of moments, the blood in the cabinet had already gushed out, gathering into a stream of blood, winding down the outer wall of the freezer and falling to the ground.

"I can't see that thing, what do I do with it?"

The ghost king spread his hands very innocently, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "You seduced it out, of course you have to be responsible for it to the end." Decide what you want to do, my dear brother! ”

My dear?

Dear brother?

It's mine?

Brother?

Xia Beifeng was shocked by his title, and he got goosebumps, and he felt uncomfortable.

This guy actually knows everything, and he just wants to see my jokes here!

He quickly turned his head and held up his phone to look back at the cupboard. I'd rather face the eyes of a resentful woman who has been bleeding, and I don't want to have any in-depth contact with the "senior" next to me.

On the other hand, the word "brother" was like some kind of spell password, flipping a switch in his heart.

Facing the "senior" of the ghost king who is not much stronger than himself and is almost already in another dimension, he seems to see the little child who hid behind him when he was young, facing a place of blood and not knowing what to do.

The desire to protect others did not come to fill his chest.

The round ~ rolling eyeballs are still at the end of the cabinet, and they are turning flexibly, constantly splashing blood and tears, polluting the surrounding environment.

"You know what? Tian'er ...... I mean my brother, he would never say such a sensual thing to my dear brother when he asked me. ”

Xia Beifeng said, turned his head and continued to look at the eyeballs in the cabinet, stretched out his hand to draw something on the metal cabinet wall on the right, and said in a homely manner: "At this time, he usually calls me Onisan...... Every time I hear it, I have to hold the consciousness of death. ”

"Japanese?"

The ghost king subconsciously asked back, his eyes showed deep sympathy, and he said in a firm tone: "I won't call it that, don't worry." ”

After a while, as if he remembered something, he added with bad intentions: "At least not now, I won't call it that, you must know that I also have a bottom line." ”

Your bottom line fades over time, and I know that better than anyone else.

The pattern drawn in the cabinet was just seen on the sleeve of the ghost king, Xia Beifeng came directly to learn and sell at this time, quickly drew out a symbol, and then dotted a drop of blood on it with his index finger.

The eyes in the depths of the cabinet were crying, but the high-frequency trembling stopped abruptly.

It hung motionless in the depths of the cabinet like a petrified bead, and even the look of hatred in its eyes was preserved as it was.

Immediately afterwards, the moisture inside seemed to be suddenly evaporated by the high temperature, and the round~rolling eyeballs dried up at a speed visible to the flesh~ eyes after frozen.

A small explosion rang out in the depths of the metal cabinet. The eyeball exploded into a mass of bright red flesh, and the bright red flesh scraps were scattered and splashed in all directions, hanging on the wall of the metal cabinet, and the blood was not scary.

At the moment of the explosion, Xia Beifeng seemed to hear a woman's screaming and pleading voice ringing in his ears.

"Don't, please let me go, I will never hurt anyone again, please don't ......"

"Alright."

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the ghost king and smiled proudly, "I blew it up." ”

"Oh."

The Ghost King nodded, still standing behind him in his original position, and said in a flat tone, "Are you sure?" Did it really blow up? Do you want to take another look. ”

"It should be fine, I'm using your ......"

He turned his head as he spoke, and before he could finish his sentence, he was stunned by the sight in the cupboard.

The bright red meat scrap in the depths of the cabinet squirmed rapidly, regrouped, and spelled out a bloodshot eyeball.

Why doesn't this thing work!

What about sellers! I want to apply for after-sales, you are false propaganda, the goods are not the right way!

He squinted at the intricate pattern in his hand, and wailed in pain.

After his eyes regathered, he began to tremble and cry again. The smell of rotting flesh became more and more obvious, and the sticky~thick red liquid flowed down the cabinet, looking like a stream.

Xia Beifeng blew it up again without thinking about it.

It then reassembled itself with much more rapid motion than the first time.

The next step is to continue to smash, reorganize, shatter, and reassemble at a faster pace......

The rate of eye realignment is getting faster and faster. Later, it was able to assemble itself almost instantaneously at the moment of the explosion. On the other hand, the living human beings are gradually tired from this endless tug-of-war.

The power of the spell he got from the Ghost King was really not small, and this was something he knew when he met the black dragon.

But the consumption of this thing is not for fun, this is also something he knew when he met the black dragon.

He stared straight into the eyes in the cupboard, and there was a morbid obsession in his gaze, almost to the point where it could be turned into a demonic obstacle. Desperately roaring, he repeated the action of exploding that eyeball, almost forgetting his last name.

The last thing that interrupted the cycle was a roar from the Ghost King.

"That's it!"

The moment he heard the voice, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, followed by a cold hand holding his wrist.

"You sober me up!"

The ghost king grabbed his wrist and dragged him away from the cabinet of the black hole ~ hole without refusal: ", you can see clearly, what is in there! ”

"It's still in there......"

Xia Beifeng covered the back of his head and whispered: "It refuses to go, it doesn't want to go, it wants to stay and pester me." Do you know? No matter how much I blow it, it will come back...... I've got to get it clean, or it's going to ...... It's my responsibility......"

He said intermittently, suddenly raised his head, and said to the ghost king word by word: "That's all my fault, I have to deal with it." ”

"The thing you see, it's not here at all."

The Ghost King sneered and let go of his wrist: "It's been so long, you haven't found out about this matter yet, it's too stupid!" ”

It's not here at all.

How could it be, it's right here, right in front of my eyes.

Why do you say it's not here anymore?

Xia Beifeng savored this sentence carefully, and was a little afraid that he didn't come.

This eyeball is the one I came across......

If left unchecked, it will take more lives.

But in the beginning? When was it?

Facing the ghost king's frosty eyes, the boiling blood in his brain gradually cooled down, and he found that his physical strength was almost empty.

The shirt was soaked with sweat and clung to the skin; The muscles of the whole body fell into a state of extreme exhaustion, and they did not even have the strength to stand up when they sat on the ground; Mentally weak, the figures in front of him began to stagger, and three shadows appeared.

"yes, it can't be it."

He snorted weakly, "But what is it, and why did I see it?" ”

"It's a rain painting, it's not a rain painting."

Shen Luotian hugged his arms, leaned against the door of the morgue beside him, and looked at him condescendingly: "That female ghost is the best at playing with people's hearts. The biggest thing is to make you see illusions, sometimes good, sometimes bad, anyway, things you don't want to forget and can't do anything about. She just lets you see this, and you can wait for you to toss yourself to death......"

The ghost king sneered: "You should have known it a long time ago, why do you still have such a demented~ stupid expression, so shocked?" ”

Xia Beifeng covered his head as if it was about to explode and sorted out his thoughts.

The image of his eyeballs popping open kept playing out in his mind.

Every time I watch it, I feel a kind of revenge. I can't wait to just look up to the sky and let out a long howl, and burst out of happy emotions.

When I saw it return to its original state, my anger spread rapidly, and I just wanted to crush it even more......

The cycle repeats itself, and it enters a deadly circle.

The Ghost King sighed and reached out and poked him in the chest, "I don't know what you saw, it's something that only you know. Of course, only you know why you are so miserable to see it, because it is your own memory. ”

"That's ......"

He opened his mouth, and a name swirled around his lips, as if he could blurt out at any moment.

But he couldn't remember what the name was.

What was her name, I had to pronounce it countless times a day, but now I can't remember it at all.

What is it called......

Just thinking about this matter, Xia Beifeng felt that his brain was about to explode.

"Wake up ......"

The Ghost King's cold fingers tapped on his forehead, and the tips of his fingertips seemed to carry a chill that could pierce the soul, like a sharp knife, breaking through the layers of confusion, interrupting him from another period of endless thought: "Don't be fooled by your own past. Know that it's just your past, it's all things that haven't happened yet. ”

(To be continued.) )