Guifang Lane, on the side of the road opposite the mouth of the alley, Luo Wen was lying weakly on a straw mat dyed pale yellow by pus, the clothes on her body were no longer clear in their true colors, and the traces of being impregnated with pus countless times formed a strange and disgusting pattern. Luo Wen knew that he no longer had a single intact skin on his body.

The sun was very strong, but she didn't have the slightest intention of moving, so she was directly exposed to the sun, because only the strong sunlight could make the pus on Luo Wen's body, which was like soaked in pus, quickly dry up and scarred.

Suddenly, the aroma of meat buns wafted into his nose, and Luo Wen looked up to see a young man wearing a white sanitary hat with a clean apron around his waist, holding a bag of xiaolongbao in his left hand and a cup of soy milk in his right hand. is looking at himself condescendingly with a pair of eyes full of pity.

"I'm hungry, let's eat something!"

After the young man finished speaking, he directly put the buns and soy milk on the straw mat that could not see the color clearly, and did not expect any thanks from Luo Wen, so he left directly.

Luo Wen glanced at the deformed buns squeezed in the plastic bag, some of them still revealed the filling inside, and even the soup inside flowed out, polluting the clean bun skin into the same color as pus, which made people sick to their stomachs.

The corners of Luo Wen's mouth flashed with a hint of disdain, this kind of street food, I don't even want to look at it on weekdays. Not to mention eating.

Luo Wen stretched out his hand to pick it up and throw it out, but he reached into the plastic bag and picked up a steamed bun that was still steaming. Looking at the ugly bun that seemed to have been beaten by someone, I don't know why I seem to have an appetite all of a sudden.

Luo Wen took a small bite gently, "Huh? The taste is not bad. ”

Luo Wen chewed elegantly, but her eyes looked at the alley opposite.

Time went back to a week ago, when Luo Wen was dressed in a decent expensive suit, carrying a delicate black leather bag on his shoulder, walking lightly, and walking into this Guifang Alley with great energy.

At the end of the alley there is a heavy, solemn, but very dilapidated large iron gate.

Glancing at the mottled and almost unrecognizable handwriting on the wall, "No. 68 Guiliu Lane, Luo Wen carefully and elegantly pushed open the corner of the door, the small door that was hidden, and walked straight in.

When one of Luo Wen's feet landed in the courtyard, the clear sky seemed to darken all of a sudden. A cloudy wind blew. Roll up dead leaves on the ground and wander around. The warm and bright old yard suddenly became gloomy.

Luo Wen stood in the courtyard, looking at the ancient and dilapidated four-story castle-like building in front of him. The glassless windows and the wide doors of the building, with black holes, were wide open, like the eye sockets of skeletons and their large open mouths. Even in broad daylight, it feels eerie and scary, like a haunted house.

Seeing such a dilapidated scene, Luo Wen's eyes showed an eager look, and he walked quickly into the door of the black hole.

As Luo Wen walked, she neatly took out a small flashlight from her purse, pressed the switch, and a bright pillar of light shot out, and the woman walked into the basement of the dilapidated building with the flashlight in her hand. As soon as he got down, he counted in a low voice, "One, two, three, four-"

When the count reached nine, Luo Wen stopped, glanced at the broken door on the left, and pushed the door directly and walked in.

The room was empty, and Luo Wen stood in the middle of the room and took out a yellowed ancient title deed. Then he took out a small, sharp knife, cut his finger, and pressed the bloody finger on the title deed.

As Luo Wen's finger print was clearly printed on the title deed, the house suddenly fell into absolute darkness. Even the bright flashlight in his hand lost a trace of light.

Coco Luo was like standing in the middle of an abyss. A low, somewhat irritated voice rang out in the room. "Who is disturbing my slumber?"

Luo Wen was pleasantly surprised: "Lord Devil, I woke you up. I'm going to make a pact with you! ”

A deep voice said, "Say, what do you want to give, and what do you want to get?" ”

"I'm going to be your master!"

As soon as the words fell, there was silence around them, and it was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

There was silence in the darkness for a long time, and then a deep voice sounded again, "Let me taste your blood"

As soon as the voice fell, a colorful vortex the size of a bowl instantly appeared in front of Luo Wen. Luo Wen slashed his fingers with a sharp knife without hesitation, and drop after drop of blood dripped into the colorful vortex in front of him.

When the blood drops into the vortex, the bright red blood immediately disappears, and the colored vortex swallows eighteen drops in a row before gradually disappearing. Everything was plunged into absolute darkness again.

Just a moment, the deep voice sounded again. "It's not the taste I like, and you can leave."

Hearing such a promise, Luo Wen was very unwilling to say: "Lord Devil! I know that you are very weak, and if you do not deny the Lord, you will die in your slumber. In that case, consider me as the Lord, and I will find the most delicious food to help you recover. ”

"I won't recognize you as Lord even if I'm silent," said a deep voice, and I have smelled that my master is near here, so you better leave, or you know what will happen." ”

As soon as the sound stopped, everything was back to its original state. The flashlight shone on the ancient contract, and the bright red fingerprints that had just been printed on it disappeared as if they had never existed.

Luo Wen suddenly shouted in annoyance: "I will definitely let you recognize me as the Lord, definitely!" ”

But there was silence all around, and there was no response.

Frustrated, she left the basement and went to the dilapidated hall on the first floor, took out a small bright silver square from her leather bag, opened it layer by layer to reveal a sheet-sized heat insulation pad, and spread it on the floor.

Luo Wen glanced at the dark sky outside, and lay directly on it, muttering in his mouth, "As long as I don't recognize the Lord, I won't leave." I'll have a way to get you to confess that I'm Lord. ”

In the early morning, bright sunlight shone into the hall through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows, and Luo Wen's good-looking lips squirmed a few times, and she sat up lazily.

"Ahh ——”

A shrill scream pierced the sky.

Luo Wen looked at his hands full of yellow sores and pus in horror, and looked down his wrists, and everywhere he looked was pus-covered yellow sores. His clothes were soaked with pus. From the hands to the body, to the feet, it was as if he had just been fished out of a tank of pus. Luo Wen trembled and took out a small mirror, and when he saw the rotten ghost-like face in the mirror, Luo Wen threw the mirror out in horror, and the mirror hit the wall and shattered into several pieces.

Luo Wen stiffened motionlessly for five minutes before finally muttering to himself resentfully, "Is this the price the devil wants me to pay?" ”

Then he looked at him firmly, and said like a madman: "I will not leave without the success of recognizing the Lord." No one can stop me! ”