Chapter 65: Set sixty five

Setting Sixty-Five: Supernatural Research Society (eighteen)
Shan Ziwei's head banged back to chaos.
The protagonist who just remembered stood in front of him. Those feet wore gold silk unicorn's cloth boots, with dense line feet and exquisite workmanship. At first glance, it was the supplies of wealthy people. Up was the long cheongsam hem of Heihe gold, and a long string of white chain beads. The background was purple. Shan Ziwei's eyes trembled constantly, he felt his eyes were blocked by the seemingly flowing patterns. They held his mind, surrounded by the enchanting magpies, and would swallow him--
A pair of cold hands lifted Shan Ziwei's face, tearing Shan Ziwei's eyes from his clothes.
"Look, this is too bad for you."
Shan Ziwei's frightened gaze was on the face as beautiful as a crown jade. This was the man with the most classic charm he saw. He hooked his blood-stained Zhu lips, as if he were a figure coming out of the painting. The next pair of dandelion and eyebrows of the slender Yuyu eyebrows were raised inside and out, and his eyebrows were a little cinnabar, but there was less Buddha-like compassion. .
Shan Ziwei seemed to be hurt, and he spit out a title short of breath.
"... A ghost ...?"
Hearing Shan Wei's puppet, the man's elegant eyebrows arched gently, "Um."
He responded, sighing with relief and regret: "Wei, my family, has grown up."
Shan Ziwei was shocked by this unexpected "recognition". A ghost raised Shan Wei's face and looked at the outline of the white-haired youth carefully. He didn't look enough, even Wei Shan's eyes widened in horror felt very cute.
"Weier, my Weier, is still so pleasant." He sighed, and sighed a kiss on Shan Ziwei's forehead.
The blood-red kiss made the list Wei Bing cold and heartfelt. He struck a spirit and made a swift struggle. While getting rid of Agui's restraint, his face was also scratched with three marks by the other's nail cover.
hiss……
Shan Ziwei covered his cat face, staring nervously and vigilantly at Agui-he only dared to stare at the part above the other person's neck. The man's ink gold-patterned suit seemed to be woven from the dirtiest gas in the world. Just watching can drag people into the abyss.
I saw A Gui staring down at the blood on the fingertips, his expression covered with a layer of sorrow and sorrow, and he stood there, like a parent who was dismissed and denied by his child, so sad Unbearable.
Shan Ziwei's heart fluttered, out of an inexplicable sympathy and unpredictable danger, he quickly said, "I ... I'm not used to being touched by others."
Whether it is Wei Gui or Shan Ziwei, this explanation is very reasonable, but it makes the opposite brow frown even tighter. In the blink of an eye, he came to Shan Ziwei, raised Shan Wei's chin, looked over at the three "cat whiskers", and leaned closer to blow.
The cold breath slipped across his cheeks, with a child-like softness. Shan Ziwei was blown and shivered, and the pain on his face subsided, but a certain nymphomaniac would rather be painful than want to be treated so tenderly by the boss.
"Wei Er, no one in this world will treat you as well as I do." A ghost called to Shan Wei with a tender look, and his expression was totally spoiled. "I don't want to give birth to me."
The shy tone was like a piece of melted chocolate, rich and sticky. Shan Zi Wei can feel A Gui's heartfelt love for Wei Gui. To A Gui, Wei Gui is like a child he brought up in one hand but was accidentally lost. It was so easy to recover, for fear that his favorite child would not kiss him.
But boss is you sure this is a good and harmonious parent-child reunion? Don't be too mosaic-like about the memories just now, although the servant is the murderer, but the black hands behind the scenes look at you!
Although his inner voice was terrible, Shan Ziwei didn't dare to clearly resist. All the previous signs showed that the ghost in front of him was not a good stubble. Even if the other party was very gentle now, there was always a feeling of a crisis that loomed over Shan Ziwei. Make him run on thin ice.
At this point, it's best not to face the boss. Shan Zi Wei nodded in response to the ghost's words, while looking for the space to complete the anti-summon magic circle-not long, as long as he has time to draw a character.
However, Shan Ziwei nodded, but Ma Ma was beaten.
As if to fill a vacancy for more than a decade, A Gui embraced Shan Ziwei in his arms and held it full. The finely carved jade fingers are inserted into Shan Wei's soft white hair, combing and caressing. A flower idiot had an instant response to stress. Previously, due to the fact that A Gui's body temperature was really non-human, and the area of ​​contact was not large, the list of Wei Ren Ren passed. I'm full of arms now, this is not tolerable ...
"Wei Erbei."
Only after the struggle of Shan Ziwei started to stand, he heard the ghost speak in his ear coolly. Then Shan Wei didn't move. It wasn't that he was really coaxed by the boss, but the hand that didn't fall into his back.
The beautiful, finely fingered hand, as he saw it at first, penetrated his body slowly and clasped his heart meticulously.
Shan Ziwei's breathing was heavy immediately. The unforgettable ice and water rapids swept the whole body again, freezing his blood vessels and igniting his blood. The neurons all over his body seemed to run to the heart, tremblingly receiving the caress of another person, and then numb and messy.
The ghost realized that his child was obedient, and Wei Er shrank into his arms, like a little beast thrown into the snow and ice, helplessly trembling.
He brushed his hands and paused, turning back to provoke Shan Wei's chin.
"Fear, Wei ..."
A Gui's voice disappeared into the lip, and the black pupil without a trace of gloss was slightly surprised. In his arms, the white-haired young man was forced to raise his head, his expression was frosty, but his eyes were shimmering, like spring frozen in the air, only showing a few points from the gaping ice hole Then you can get all the people .
Gui's darkened eyes were a little darker, "... Weil, my family, has really grown up."
Obviously the same as the previous words, but with a hint of inexplicable meaning. Wei, unable to control his body, couldn't even close his eyes to cover up . He hadn't exposed his illness directly to other people's eyes for a long time. Even if the opponent was a computer-controlled chess piece, Wei Shan was embarrassed and angry. He mocked himself happily and painfully: the opposite Agui should be at a loss, after all, the game production team would not expect such abnormalities to be mixed into the game. In order to make ai to deal with this situation.
Then Shan Wei heard the ghost saying, "I'm very happy."
Shan Ziwei banged in his ear, and the whole man poked like a chopped wood. In the gloomy sight of the water, A Gui's expression was blurred a lot. Only the cinnabar was sharp, as if the other side flower bloomed in the darkness.
"You were cute when you were young, but some things were not easy to do."
The cold hand was pulled out of Shan Ziwei's body. He touched Shan Ziwei's skin and gradually slid down his spine.
"Wei, I have been thinking of you for a long time ..."
If it wasn't for the bookshelf behind them suddenly dumping at them, Shan Ziwei would be the first player to be rude to death. A ghost frowned, in the end was not willing to hurt Shan Ziwei, pushed the white-haired young man in his hand, and let the bookshelf pass through him.
The bookshelf fell down to reveal the host behind. The dark-haired young man's eyes were sharp, like an ominous blade coming out of the sheath, strong and dangerous. He shouted at the list Wei: "drawing!"
The only surviving companion of this round of the board, such as the heavenly soldier, came, and the list Wei couldn't think of so much for a while. He instinctively followed the host's words. He dragged his overheated body and weak legs, and flung himself to the magic array with determination. , Opened his mouth and bit his fingertips—
A Gui naturally will not let them do whatever they want. When his figure moves, he will come to Shan Ziwei, but he will be stopped by the host.
"Su Zigui, do you want to be a puppet again?"
A ghost-Su Zi paused, mentioning the death of the ghost is a taboo, he turned to the host completely, and seemed to be laughed at.
"Why don't you teach me?" The ghost asked politely.
There is no long thing, and there is nothing to face the boss. Even the player with the brand name can't do much. The crumbling book fell down and covered its face, drowning the dark young man with no sound, and piled it into a grave near death.
As soon as Shan Wei's rune drew 2/3, Su Zigui's feet had already stepped on him. Shan Wei shook his hands and almost drew the wrong picture. His heart fluttered and he looked up sharply at the other person.
"Su Zigui, are you not bad enough for me?"
Su Zigui seemed to be questioned, and his Weier asked him geologically, using unfamiliar terms and tones.
"You killed my parents, why do you still have a face in front of me?"
Shan Ziwei's palms are sweating, whether the ghost is guilty or irritated, he only needs to draw a few more times-
"... I want to protect you."
The ghost said.
He put the whole white-haired youth in his eyes, his voice was very light and sad, like a night of snow falling in the darkness, melting silently and lonely.
He was not ashamed, not annoyed, and just whispered:
I want to protect you.
Shan Ziwei's hand crooked and completed the last rune of the rune.
Hum ...
Suddenly, the entire magical array seemed to have come alive from the blood-sucking talisman, and the flowing lines were like dirty blood, revealing a dark meaning. In the blink of an eye, the ghost in front of Shan Ziwei shattered into countless tiny light spots and disappeared, so fast that he couldn't fully react.
Is this-over-?
It seemed like the music had come to an abrupt halt, leaving a meaningful silence. Shan Ziwei stared at the place where Su Zigui dissipated. He heard footsteps. He turned around and saw the host walked over his injured neck. He knew that Shan Ziwei embankment stopped him after a distance.
Somehow, Shan Ziwei suddenly said, "He said ... protect me."
Shan Ziwei's thoughts were immersed in Su Zigui's last look at him. He didn't expect to hear the response, he just said something in his mind, but he heard the host "en".
"Do you know anything?"
The host glanced at the list Wei and gave a hint: "You have a servant's diary."
Shan Ziwei almost forgot this. He took out the long-forgotten servant's diary, and just wanted to say that he didn't know the password, but suddenly found that he might know.
People always like to use familiar numbers for passwords, such as birthday, phone number, student number, etc., and he happens to know the birthday of servant Agui-in the memory of Prajna Mask, Agui's birthday date is clearly written on On the blackboard.
This hint was so obscure that Shan Ziwei now realized it. He typed "0626" on the combination lock and clicked, and the diary was opened.
[Xx month day x sunny
I'm so lucky.
With so many children in the family, Mrs. Wei chose me to accompany her children.
Because my name is homonymous to the young master, it is noble.
The first time I saw such a big house, I could still live in such a good room.
Mother Chen said that it is better to find a book to write down every day's affairs, so as not to make mistakes. 】
...
[Xx month sunday x gale
Mr. and Mrs. are good people, so that I can study with the young master.
Life here is so good, the home in the countryside is totally incomparable.
I want to stay here all the time. 】
...
[Xx month day x rainstorm
The young master was sipped by his husband today.
Mr. Ruptured the doll he had been playing and angered his wife, saying that she had a monster.
Master's eyes at that time I was panicking now.
He seemed to think that the doll was alive, and we were the killers of his friend.
In the evening I went into the young master's room and saw a horrible law formation.
Master, he seems to be tinkering with some terrible rituals ...]
...
[Xx month day x light rain
Today, Mother Chen came to see me and revealed something to me.
It turns out that my family and my husband are distant relatives. Judging from the blood, I can be regarded as my cousin.
Suddenly I was a little unwilling.
I'm better than my master and I'm not sick. Just because my blood is not close to him, I can only be a servant for my whole life.
It would be nice if I were the child of a gentleman and wife ...]
...
[Xx month day x sunny
The doctor came to see him today, and the master's illness still showed no improvement.
Both Mr and Mrs seem to have given up on curing the young master.
Although it is not good, I am very happy.
I thought about it. Although I am a subordinate by name, in fact I have enjoyed the treatment of an heir.
After Mr. and Mrs. are old, this family still has to rely on me to support.
This is probably what Mr. and Mrs. mean. 】
...
[Xx month week x cloudy
... Mrs. Is pregnant again.
...
...
what should I do. 】
...
[Xx month week x shower
I heard the husband and wife discuss to send the young master to the countryside, so as not to wash his wife's gas.
I also want to go together.
... I can't wait any longer.
It happened that the gentleman had trained the young master again recently, and the young master and his husband were being mad.
The sleeping pills have been prepared and will be added to the food to the young master tomorrow.
no problem.
No one will doubt me.
Master, he is such a displeased temperament. 】
He is such a displeased temperament ...
Some sadness and some anger filled the chest. List Wei closed the diary and couldn't tell what was in his heart.
As the ghost said: I want to protect you.
He wanted to protect him who was framed by his servants, and wanted to protect him who was going to be sent to the countryside. Although he used the wrong method, he was the only one in this family who was really good for him.
Shan Ziwei turned to look directly at the host, he had too many questions to ask the host, and even forgot the embarrassment before.
"you……"
Rumble ...
When Shan Ziwei opened his mouth, the entire old house began to tremble, and seemed to have suffered a lot of pain. The furniture around Shan Ziwei faded and corroded little by little, as if Cinderella's magic at 12 o'clock had expired, and she would return to the original appearance.
The host turned around and headed for the exit. "Hurry up."
Shan Ziwei got up from the center of the magic circle and took a few steps. He heard a thin voice coming behind him.
who are you?
He was startled and looked back and saw a white-haired child kneeling in the middle of a magic circle holding a doll that was patchwork together. His appearance is exactly the same as that of Wei Shan when he was a child, his body is emaciated, and his voice is transmitted through a layer of mist.
My name is Agui, what's your name?
In front of the child was a murky black shadow, almost indifferent silence.
Then ... can you stay with me? The child didn't insist on asking, just looked at it with some anticipation and some timidity. I stayed in this room all the time and no one played with me.
The child's words seemed to touch the dark shadow, and the black mist on it waved a little, and it seemed to be talking back.
Sue ... sub rules? The child read it again and praised: Your name is so sweet.
The shadow shook, and seemed to be shaking his head.
... don't you like the name? The child rolled his eyes and laughed, and suddenly found out that my name is suitable for you. How about I give you my name?
Agui, Agui, I will call you "Agui" in the future.
The image in front of me turned black like the lights went out, and Shan Ziwei's head hurt, and for a moment it seemed like he remembered something and forgot something.
"Some past images."
Shan Ziwei turned back in surprise, staring at the dark-haired young man standing under the stairs.
"Let's go," said the host, "the house is going to be ruined."
As the host said, Manda's ancient house has entered the late stage of dying. The floor has corroded a lot of holes. With the delay of Shan Wei, those signs of decay are about to spread to his feet.
Shan Ziwei no longer hesitated and ran to the second floor exit. Chaotic images appeared everywhere in the house, and the ancient house seemed to know that its limit had been reached, and looked back at the past years like a lantern. Shan Zi Wei and host walked through the numerous shadows in the corridor. They did not even dare to run hard, the floor creaked, it seemed to break when they stepped on.
Snapped!
Even if you take care, Shan Ziwei still hits a breakpoint. He slaps his hands against the wall next to him. The wall collapsed directly, exposing the entertainment room on the other side.
The child's laughter and the dog's bark came over, and list Wei looked at the opposite side while pulling his feet.
In the past, Su Zigui stood in the center of the entertainment room and looked down at the children playing with the dog on the ground, with a soft smile on his face.
Ghost, thank you for helping the Duke. The child looked at Samoyed with a smile and tried to lick his finger, but Samoyed grinned and tilted his head, very puzzled why he could not lick the little master ’s hand, and he did n’t know he was Wraith.
It was too sick. Even if they ca n’t reach them, the children are having a great time with the dog.
How can I reject your request. Su Zigui laughed and lifted Samoyed's neck. It was almost dawning. You should go back to the room and play with him again tomorrow.
The child seemed a bit unwilling. He looked up and coquettishly.
Agui, Agui, sing a song ~ The child's eyes are straight at Su Zigui, full of closeness and like, I will go with you when you sing.
When Shan Ziwei walked down the stairs on the third floor, he could still hear the song that Su Zigui hummed softly:
Cut out my eyes, i can still see you
Blocking my ears, i can still hear you
Without feet, I can still walk to you;
Without mouth, I can still pray to you;
Broke my arms, I will still hug you ...
Wen Run's voice sang softly, only at the moment Wei Shan discovered that the death song that scared him was full of such tender emotions. Even knowing that this was the plot arrangement, Shan Ziwei was a little sad and kind. He seemed to be questioned step by step by these shadows from the past.
-Do you regret it?
-For others and things, have you regretted hurting the only person who will accompany you?
regret. Shan Ziwei thought sadly, but he would still do it, whether now ... or in the past.
"Watch your feet."
Seeing that he followed, the host reminded him. Shan Zi Wei responded, and they had ran to the living room, and the exit to light and hope was within easy reach.
However, they paid attention to their feet and ignored the overhead.
Click
A spider-like crack quickly spread across the ceiling, dividing the ceiling in a blink of an eye. The cement block on the top of the list Wei could no longer withstand the weight of the chandeliers, and the sound of "Dangdang" collapsed.
Shan Zi Wei subconsciously squatted to protect his head, but only heard a roar around him. Except for some small stone fragments hitting the body, the expected pain did not come.
Shan Wei looked up hesitantly, and found that he was just caught under the chandelier. The shape of the chandelier resembled an inverted birdcage. When it fell, it just covered Shan Wei, so that he was not directly flooded by stones.
Although this chandelier saved him, he trapped him. The cement blocks outside were piled up like hills, Shan Ziwei pushed hard inside, the stones were not moving, and I didn't know how many layers were stacked outside.
In this case, unless someone moves the stone a little outside, Shan Ziwei himself cannot get out of trouble.
He called tentatively: "host?"
no respond.
The dark-haired young man did not know whether he was dead or had already left.
Shan Ziwei died, sitting under the chandelier, and laughed funny.
This is his ending. He thought, really ... no progress.
Although the birdcage type chandelier is a large lamp, it can only barely hold the next person. However, even in such a terrible space, some past shadows also appeared. Shan Ziwei saw a corner of Su Zigui's robe, and heard the fuzzy dialogue sound coming from the crack of the stone. One was Su Zigui, and the other was ...
"Snapped."
A beam of light hit Shan Ziwei's eyes, irritating his eyes to tears. Even so, Shan Ziwei didn't close his eyes and stared at the dark-haired young man outside.
The host didn't leave, and he smashed away the cement pile with blood on his hands, allowing more light to enter this aggressive space.
When the host moved the cement pile out of a seam that could be accessed, it was found that the white-haired young man was only squatting inside, and stared at him without blinking.
It seemed that Shan Wei was frightened, and the host reassured: "Don't be afraid, let's go out together."
Shan Ziwei's eyes shook, like a crumbling residual candle. He looked at the dark eyes of the dark-haired young man, and seemed to want to see nothing.
For a long time, Shan Zi Wei lowered his eyes and responded vaguely: "Okay."
The first rays of sunlight passed through the thick clouds and shone on the ruins of Manda's ancient house, kissing intimately the two youths who escaped from the sky.
[System: You have cleared the chessboard. Are you watching the follow-up? whether. 】
Shan Ziwei chose "No".
The scene instantly switched to personal space. The white-haired young man sat paralyzed on the throne, the silver-haired doll jumped to the black and white floor, and the mask on his head smiled.
Even if he doesn't have to watch, he knows what the end is.
Shan Ziwei crossed his eyes with his hands, thinking about the last conversation in the darkness, almost masochistically.
President of the Paranormal Research Society?
Yes.
Are you going to help me? OK, I have something here for you. As long as you do well, you can leave here alive.
it is good.
Sacrifice six girls in this room, make him draw runes, then give me your body.
... he won't know it's you.
The ghost laughed.
that's enough.
When I came into this world, I wanted to keep him from being shocked, from suffering, and from being clenched all his life, so that he would have no branch to rely on. No matter what status I can play for him. 2k novel reading network