There was a noise at the door, and it sounded like someone was fighting outside.

Shen Luotian took a step forward and wanted to reach out to open the door, but when he heard the voice outside the door, he looked back at the empty bedroom quite fearfully.

The tulle curtains in the bedroom fluttered silently, and nothing else.

Calm and even a little unreal.

There were several loud bangs outside the security door, and with a violent tremor, it was violently knocked open from the outside.

The moment the door opened, a man covered in blood staggered into the living room and rushed straight towards Shen Luotian.

Shen Luotian took a step back vigilantly before reaching out to support the man and glanced down.

This bloody man who seems to be about to die is indeed Xia Beifeng.

"Xiao Tian......" Xia Beifeng shouted weakly: "Be careful, they are coming at you." ”

Shen Luotian looked up at the door when he heard this.

The stairwell, which was calm when I first entered, was now crowded with strangely shaped "people", and scratches appeared on the snow-white walls at some point, as well as strangely colored blood stains.

The smell of blood and the stench of decay mixed together and quickly spread through the air, causing breakfast in his stomach to churn in protest.

Few of those "people" appear to be intact and clean. Missing arms and legs, covered in bloodstains are considered good, and some simply can't even see a complete body. There were even a few mutilated bodies on the ground dragging their entrails up and down the stairs, their nails making a high-pitched and piercing sound as they scratched the ground.

The "people" stood at the door, staring at the two people in the room, as if they could pounce on the door at any moment and tear them to pieces.

Xia Beifeng stretched out a bloodstained hand. Tightly grasped Shen Luotian's clothes.

"Xiaotian, you have to be careful......" he said intermittently, "I will ...... in the future" Probably not...... That's what I'm looking at you. ”

When he looked up, Shen Luotian saw a long scratch on his chest. The scratch was deep to the bone, from the collarbone to the lower abdomen, and through the hideous wound, you could faintly see the blood gushing out of his body.

Shen Luotian looked at him numbly. I didn't know what I should say.

The undead gathered at the doorway were about to move, constantly screaming menacingly at the people in the room; The person holding it in his hand is falling little by little, as if he can fall down at any moment; The smell of blood lingering on the tip of his nose became more and more intense, and even gave him the illusion that he was soaked in blood.

****** it stinks.

Although he knew that all this was fake, he still involuntarily fell into the hallucination in front of him.

The fear that has been buried deep in the darkness of the heart for many years is placed in front of me, and it is impossible for anyone to remain calm.

The scene in front of me has appeared countless times in my dreams. Before today, he had always felt that if this kind of thing really happened one day, he would definitely be able to calm down.

However, the reality does not seem to be the same as imagined.

Shen Luotian took a deep breath. Control your trembling hands and push the people around you into the distance.

Xia Beifeng's body let out a dull sound as it landed on the ground. With this fierce action, more blood flowed from his body to the floor, quickly gathering into a puddle.

He stared at his brother with resentment, his fingers twitching slightly, as if trying to grasp something.

Shen Luotian just watched his brother's last struggle, until he completely stopped his movements.

The restless group of "people" at the door suddenly fell silent for a while. They seemed to see the leader. They turned sideways to make way of a narrow passage and looked down the stairs.

An old man with gray hair slowly climbed up from the bottom of the stairs.

The reason why it is said to be climbing. It was because he had no legs anymore, so he could only rely on his hands to support his body, and climb up the stairs little by little. The part below the waist is a blurred red of flesh and blood, and white bone stubble is mixed with the red rotten flesh, looming. Half-blackened intestines dangled and dragged behind him. From time to time, some strangely colored liquid flowed downward, leaving a frequent water mark on the concrete staircase.

The old man had only half of his wrinkled face, and the other half had rotted away, revealing a pitch-black skull. His messy white hair was interspersed with a lot of weird-colored dirt.

He was wearing a dark blue overalls with a very conspicuous wheel print on his back. There are also two oil-stained, polished black and shiny yellow sleeves on his arms.

He crawled slowly to the door, climbed into the house from the path that the "people" spontaneously gave him, and climbed until he stopped in front of Shen Luotian's eyes.

He tilted his head and smiled, revealing the red and yellow teeth in his mouth.

"Kids, meet again." He said viciously in a hoarse voice: "How do you feel when you just saw your brother die in front of your eyes?" ”

"Not much." Shen Luotian lowered his head and said calmly: "You are fake, he is also fake, you are all non-existent things, do you want me to hug him and cry?" Or do you prefer me to set a fire on you and smash the rest of your body into a pulp? ”

"I'm not a fake!" The old man laughed a few times as he said "quack", and shouted at Shen Luotian loudly: "I crawled back from hell just to get revenge on you!" Especially ......"

Shen Luotian didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he raised his leg and kicked him aside, shaking his head regretfully.

"You'd better honestly go back to your hell, I don't have time to pay attention to you."

The old man rolled around on the ground a few times until he reached the shrine standing in the corner.

He rolled his eyes, looked at Shen Luotian, and let out another piercing shrill laugh.

"You're scared of me, I know." He lowered his voice and said firmly: "After so many years, you are still afraid of me. ”

As he spoke, he rolled on the ground a few times again, returned to Shen Luotian's feet, kept rolling his eyes at Shen Luotian at the heights, and continued slowly: "Oh, that's right. You're not afraid of what I'll do to you, you're afraid of what I'll do to your brother. Am I right? ”

"Do you still wake up crying in the middle of the night because you dreamed that your brother died to protect you?

"It's so pitiful, I never dare to go out because I'm afraid of affecting him."

"It's a pity that no matter where you go, you will bring trouble to your brother, and you dare to say that you are not a burden?"

"You're just a coward...... Hide behind your brother and cry! ”

The old man grabbed Shen Luotian's pants tightly and chattered.

Shen Luotian lowered his head. Looking at the dirty old man at his feet, his face became more and more gloomy.

Even if you keep telling yourself in your heart that everything in front of you is an illusion. But the old man's words were like knives, and they went to his heart.

Out of nowhere, fear was like a fast-growing vine, quickly enveloping his heart, and then stretching out sharp thorns, constantly attacking him.

The old man chattered for a while, and when he saw that Shen Luotian still didn't react, his eyes rolled. He simply opened his mouth and bit him the ankle.

The intense pain stimulated his brain, forcing him to return to reality from his thoughts...... Or rather, to return to the illusion in front of you.

I'm just crazy.

Shen Luotian thought so in his heart, but his body made movements uncontrollably.

He stepped on the old man's half of the intestines that dragged behind him like a tail, raised the thorn in his hand, and stabbed the old man on the top of his head.

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"My brother always got a mess when he was a kid." Xia Beifeng looked at the book in his hand at a glance, and said to Ning Lu who was lying on the arm of the sofa without raising his head: "Almost since he was born, there have always been some strange things around him. It never stopped. ”

Ning Lu stared at Xia Beifeng's side face and listened intently to his story.

"When he was born. Our mom is gone. My dad was sad for a while, and he happened to encounter some academic exchange at the school, and he didn't know what to think, so he threw the two of us directly to my grandfather's house and went abroad. ”

"The old man is not young, and there is a Shen Yungui in the family who is three years older than me. I don't have that much energy to care about children. So Xiaotian was basically watching me, but I was also a child at that time, so I could only barely drag him to ensure that he didn't starve to death, and I really didn't care about anything else. As a result, by the time they found out that something was not quite right with Xiaotian, it had been quite a long time later. ”

Ning Lu made an "oh" mouth. After thinking for a while, he hesitated and asked, "Your brother, what did you recruit to go home?" ”

"No, then he doesn't have the ability to recruit things home." Xia Beifeng shook his head, turned a page of the book, sighed, and said softly: "Yes, his eyes...... To put it simply, he was blind from birth. ”

"Blind, blind?" Ning Lu opened her mouth in surprise.

She tried hard to recall Shen Luotian's narrow black eyes, and shook her head quickly.

"I can't see it at all!"

"Of course it's all right now, what are you thinking?" Xia Beifeng glanced at Ning Lu with disgust: "If he is blind now, who would dare to let him drive!" ”

Ning Lu closed her mouth at this time, nodded quickly, and changed the topic: "Later." ”

"He is not in good health, he is sick for two days in three days, and he can't find out what the problem is when he is sent to the hospital, so he can only go home to recuperate. But it has never gotten better. Our parents estimated that it might not be a physical problem, so they never knew where to find a very strange Taoist priest and asked him to help see if there was something else wrong. ”

"As soon as the Taoist priest came up, he said, this child in your family is blind, and everyone in your family doesn't know about so many big creatures with eyes? Only then did they realize that Xiao Tian could not see this. ”

"The Taoist priest came for the first time and looked at Xiao Tian for a while. He set up an incense burner and burned paper, and did a ritual with a god, and left a bunch of rune paper or something, and left. ”

"When he just finished that ritual, Xiao Tian looked a lot more energetic, and we originally thought that Xiao Tian's body should be somewhat stronger than before. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked on his front foot, Xiao Tianhou fell seriously ill on his foot and almost died of fever. ”

"He had to come back to see Xiaotian again."

"It's very abrasive, and it's not good to go back and forth. The Taoist priest came to my house to see him seven or eight times in half a month, and then he simply stayed at my house. ”

He not only drove away evil spirits, but also boiled Chinese medicine for Xiaotian every day. Later, he was even in charge of our three meals a day. also watched me and Shen Yungui do my homework...... It's okay and I like **** chattering, it's annoying. ”

"But Xiaotian's body is getting better day by day, which is a good thing."

"That Taoist priest lived in my house for three years, and suddenly one day he said that he was going to see an old friend, and told me to take a good look at Xiaotian, pack up his things and leave."

Ning Lu stared intently at Xia Beifeng. Listening to what he said without saying a word, he seemed completely captivated by the story.

After a small flipping sound, Xia Beifeng spoke again: "I don't know if that incident was a coincidence or some other reason. ”

"Uh-huh......" Ning Lu kept nodding her head, excitedly speculating, "You mean that the Taoist priest deliberately wanted you to have an accident?" ”

"It's not." Xia Beifeng stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, took a sip of the tea in the quilt, turned around and smiled at Ning Lu, "It's impossible for him to let the two of us have an accident...... After all, he is also ...... Hey, you don't understand it, it's definitely not what you said anyway. ”

Ning Lu "cut" in disgust. I fished out a pillow and hugged it in my arms. She put her chin on the soft pillow, found a more comfortable position to lie down, tilted her head to look at Xia Beifeng, and asked, "So what happened to the two of you later?" ”

"Xiaotian was almost four years old at that time, he was still such a small group, his eyes were not good, and his words were not good, so he couldn't send him to kindergarten at all. There was no one at home to accompany him. He stayed in the house all day and slept. Only when I take him out to the yard to bask in the sun every day after school can I be considered active. ”

"I was in junior high school by then. The sun was setting at the end of school. Basically, as soon as the school bell rings every day, I grab my schoolbag and run home, I don't care about anything, and I don't even have the opportunity to fall in love. ”

Ning Lu propped up her upper body and glanced at him in surprise. He seemed to want to say something, but finally let out a sigh of relief. Lying on the pillow again, he waited for him to continue telling the story.

Forget it, it's good if you're happy.

"During that time, when I was going home every night, Xiao Tian ran to the intersection outside the door and waited for me. He couldn't go far, and it was not easy to feel the intersection from the yard. I still don't know how he got there on his own. ”

"Sometimes there is an old man selling roasted sweet potatoes passing by at that intersection, and if I can catch up, I will buy two and eat them at home. The old man liked Xiaotian very much, and every time he saw it, he would tease him, and he even specially picked sweet sweet potatoes to sell to us. ”

"Xiaotian also likes to chat with him, probably the only person who can talk to him at that time besides me is the old man."

Ning Lu nodded seriously, and said very regretfully: "Why haven't I met such an old man?" ”

Xia Beifeng glanced at her and said calmly: "Then the old man died." ”

"What do you say?" Ning Lu even suspected that her ears were hallucinating when she heard this, "What do you mean, and then he died, how did he die, hey, what did you two do, he died!" ”

"We didn't do anything." Xia Beifeng shrugged his shoulders and raised his hand to knock on the top of Ning Lu's head, "He died in a car accident, what the hell do you have in your head!" ”

Isn't it because I have something in my head, who would think he died a normal death!

Ning Lu glanced at Xia Beifeng with disdain, and after receiving a courteous glance from the other party, she raised her hands to indicate surrender.

"Okay, okay, you go on, I won't bother you."

"When I came home from school that day, I saw a group of people around the intersection, and I didn't want to join the excitement, but then I saw the tricycle that the old man usually pedaled, so I leaned over to take a look."

"Actually, I sometimes think that if I hadn't gone to see it that day, maybe there would have been no future. But I can't say for sure, after all, the little celestial is there, although we have always protected him very well, but this kind of thing will probably happen sooner or later. ”

"That old man died so badly that I almost threw up when I saw the scene. He was run over his waist by a large truck. Only the upper body can still see the shape, and the lower body is directly crushed into meat sauce. ”

"When the car accident happened, Xiao Tian was standing not far away. I found him after the police had dispersed him, and he was still covered in blood. ”

"It's good he can't see it." Ning Lu said seriously: "This kind of thing, no matter how many adults see it, they will have a psychological shadow, not to mention that he was only a little more than three years old at that time." ”

Xia Beifeng smiled bitterly when he heard this.

He looked down and flipped through the book in his hand, and shook his head slowly.

(To be continued.) )