Ning Weichen shrugged his shoulders and looked unimpressed.

"Andrew told me about the parasitic fetus, and I realized, oh, so this is my mission."

"But so what, I've already failed to report." Ning Weichen raised his head and smiled gently and sweetly: "On this train, I am far more interested in you than everything else. ”

Ye Sheng didn't feel honored at all.

Ning Weichen casually threw the fetal girl to the mouth of the altar, stood up, took out a piece of paper and wiped his fingers slowly.

He looked at Ye Sheng's expression carefully for a while, and said flatteringly: "I have explained everything to you." Can you stop being angry? ”

"Ning Weichen, your nature is not like this, right?" Ye Sheng didn't appreciate it at all, and debunked him expressionlessly: "Aren't you disgusting to make these expressions?" ”

Ning Weichen chuckled, threw away the paper elegantly, and replied to him: "It's not disgusting, I think I look good when I do it." ”

Ye Sheng turned around and left.

Ning Weichen put his hand on Ye Sheng's shoulder from behind.

"It's so ruthless, brother." His black hair is a little long, his skin is cold and white, the bridge of his nose is high, and his jawline is clear and sharp. If it weren't for those smiling eyes. In fact, Ning Weichen's appearance is unapproachable in another sense, noble and cold, and unattainable.

"I can't sleep to help you, are you doing this to me?"

He leaned close to Ye Sheng's ear: "Do you know that you have been targeted by this little ghost." ”

Ye Sheng was not in a good mood.

Ning Weichen said: "The terrature has an ability to enter the mirror, if you don't want to see this thing in the mirror at home in the future." It's going to have to be dealt with tonight. ”

Ye Sheng turned his head and asked as an ordinary citizen: "Shouldn't this thing be handled by your Unnatural Bureau?" ”

Ning Weichen corrected him: "Wrong. Yes, he, they are not natural. I was just forced by my family to come and help, and I didn't want to go in and deal with heretics all day long. As I said, I'm afraid of ghosts. ”

Ye Sheng frowned and stared at him: "How to solve it." He made no secret of his annoyance: "I don't want to be exposed to this kind of thing when I get out of the car, and I don't want to meet you again." ”

Ning Weichen smiled lightly, not surprised by his indifference, nodded and said, "Don't worry." After getting out of this car, we really won't see each other again. ”

Ye Sheng took a step back.

Ning Weichen also stood up and distanced himself.

Ye Sheng knew that what Ning Weichen said was true. The fate of Pingshui meeting, getting off the bus is the end.

In fact, from the first day, Ning Weichen chose to write a phone number on the ticket and handed it to him, which can be seen.

- Such a warm and sweet-talking person, but he didn't take the initiative to ask him for contact information once.

Of course, Ning Weichen is not because of a sense of proportion.

"You shouldn't have that trace of kindness." Ning Weichen suddenly spoke, he turned around, and the corners of his lips curled: "You put this dead baby in Xiaofang's belly is the best solution tonight." ”

"Of course, the consequence is that the corpse sewer will be bitten alive by the freak. However, by then, the car should have already arrived. Ning Weichen asked curiously, "Why do you have compassion for monsters?" ”

Ye Sheng looked out the window in silence and didn't speak.

Why?

He also wanted to know why.

Why do you have this kind of waste-like pity that only gets you into trouble? If he didn't care about the life and death of the other people in this carriage, and didn't care about the life or death of the corpse sewer, when the train arrived, his life would be smooth as usual.

Ning Weichen said: "Five-sixths of the power of the terrature is contained in the 'sister', but the 'sister' is the winner of the womb. The 'sister' needs to play dead and hide herself in order to escape the devouring of the 'sister'. You killed 'sister', and now she has no natural enemies, and the first thing she has to do after she comes back to life is to find a body for herself. ”

"You're the best fit."

"If I'm not mistaken, the terrature should be an A-class heresy, and the Unnatural Bureau is also complicated to deal with."

"If you want to get out of the car and not be entangled by her, the easiest and most effective way is to let her stay next to her 'sister' and be deterred all the time."

Ye Sheng said: "Isn't my sister already dead? ”

Ning Weichen: "The breath of death will not disappear." You're so smart and know what I'm trying to say. ”

Ye Sheng paused and looked at him in astonishment: "You want me to sew my sister into Xiaofang's body too?!" ”

Ning Weichen curled her lips: "Yes." ”

Ye Sheng: "......"

"Is it hard?" Ning Weichen didn't understand: "You lied to her and said that you were pregnant with twins, anyway, what the corpse sewer asked for was a whole." ”

Ye Sheng glared at him: "You spy on me." ”

Ning Weichen smiled: "With such a brilliant performance, I want to be your only audience." ”

Ye Sheng didn't bother to pay attention to him.

When Ning Weichen opened the door of the toilet with him, Xiaofang was still happily touching her round belly in front of the mirror. He hummed a song in his mouth, and his face was full of tenderness.

Ning Weichen said: "It seems that this mother-to-be is in a very good mood." ”

Ye Sheng looked down at the dead baby in his hand.

'Sister''s blood flowed slowly and warmly under that thin layer of skin.

She was waking up, and she couldn't restrain her malice and pride, and she pretended to rub him in his palm and kiss him, pretending to be immature.

If you don't get her done now, every mirror may have to hell in the future.

…… He was okay with it, but his college roommate probably wasn't.

Tonight, sew this baby girl in, and it's all over.

Ye Sheng walked forward, stepped on a black line, and was stunned.

Before Xiao Fang stuffed the child, she got carried away and was happy, and threw the needle and thread aside.

In the thin black thread lies an embroidery needle the length of a ring finger.

The ghost made a miracle, Ye Sheng half-squatted down, reached out and picked up the needle.

The moment he touched this evil thing, his soul trembled, and a sticky and moist feeling came from his chest, like his heart being soaked in water...... But it wasn't uncomfortable.

Even he was very used to it.

Ye Sheng squatted on the ground and held the silver needle in his hand.

Ning Weichen suddenly said loudly: "This car seems to be arriving at the station in advance." ”

The train's toilets have a very small window.

The lights weren't on.

The only source of light is the moonlight outside.

The summer nights in late June and early July were clear and clear, like a washed sapphire.

Ning Weichen leaned against the wall casually, put his fingers on the windowsill, looked out thoughtfully, and said lazily: "Actually, I don't like to be assigned tasks, for me, this trip is quite boring." Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected joy on the return trip. ”

The mountains and fields roared past with the stars and moons, and the rails and whistles rumbled together.

Ning Weichen chuckled and said, "Ye Sheng, we really don't need to meet again. He understated: "Otherwise, I will definitely become less like myself." ”

People who are used to talking sweetly are not serious or inappropriate to say anything. Falsehood, falsehood, truthfulness, truthfulness, and truthfulness, like a layer of fog. Ning Weichen's tone was frivolous, and he could say anything like a love word, but at this moment, he said an ambiguous love sentence like an indifferent curse.

He looked at it with a smile in his peach blossom eyes, leaning over slightly, the moonlight illuminating half of his side face, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was light and dangerous.

Like an abyss.

His eyes looked at Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng squatted on the ground and whispered: "Ning Weichen." ”

Ning Weichen raised his eyebrows: "Huh?" ”

Ye Sheng didn't speak, nor did he move.

"Can't get up?" Ning Weichen walked over with long legs, stood in the backlight, stretched out his white palm towards him, and hooked his lips.

"It's so squeamish, brother, but I don't mind helping you."

Ye Sheng didn't speak, raised his hand, and put his fingertips on his skin.

Then in the next second, he grabbed Ning Weichen's wrist violently and pulled him down with an absolutely strong force!

Ning Weichen was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that he was not defended, so he was pulled closer.

Ye Sheng raised his head in the dark, and the violence in his eyes stained his eyes all over, and the cold blood was like a sword. He grabbed Ning Weichen's hand to bring him closer, and at the same time pressed the embroidery needle against Ning Weichen's neck.

The sharp tip of the needle is only a millimeter from the fragile pulse.

Ning Weichen had no choice but to support the wall with his palms and kneel on one knee.

His expression was dark and uncertain.

Ye Sheng spoke in his ear, cold and calm: "The fetus is killed in the womb to complete the devouring." Ning Weichen, the method you taught me is to deter my sister. It's still in—" Ye Sheng's tone was as cold as water, and said, "Let me send the sheep into the tiger's mouth." ”

The 44 carriages are perennially deserted, full of bloody and obsolete smells.

They were very close.

The humid air seemed to be spreading and growing in dense moss, tearing apart the light and shadow.

The moment you cross the cave, the train suddenly lets out a long roar.

The field of vision suddenly lost its brightness.

After a thick and stagnant silence, Ye Sheng heard Ning Weichen chuckle.

In the darkness, the tone was slow.

He said.

"Brother, I'm really a little angry."

*

Obviously, he pulled Ning Weichen's wrist and ripped him off. Koning Weichen downplayed a few actions, and changed from passive to active. Ignore the silver needle on the neck that can kill you if you move forward.

Ning Weichen supported the wall with one hand, and gently touched Ye Sheng's cheek with the other.

The train was still running, and after a brief period of darkness, a faint moonlight poured into the windows. The smile on Ning Weichen's face completely dissipated, the violent and evil spirit in Peach Blossom's eyes was unscrupulous, and the frivolous and superficial temperament on his body seemed to be stained with the coldness of blood.

He approached and said softly.

"You think I'm trying to hurt you?"