Messenger of Yin and Yang

Back home, grandma patted Zhang Dezhi's arm again, and patted Xiaofan's head, "Did you listen to what I said just now?"

Zhang Dezhi sighed, "I listened and took it to heart. You should wash up quickly and go to bed early."

Grandma knew that he was getting impatient, so she smiled: "Got it, you guys should go to bed early too, and stop looking at your phone for a while..."

"I see, grandma, you should take a rest quickly, or it will be too late and it will be bad for your health." Zhang Dezhi quickly interrupted his grandma and pushed her into the room.

Finally appeasing the little old lady, Zhang Dezhi and Xiaofan looked at each other, "Shall you take a bath first?"

Xiaofan nodded, "OK."

Zhang Dezhi sat on the stool and beat his sore legs, as if he really lacked exercise recently, but he was tired after walking a few steps.

"Brother, go quickly!" Xiao Fan said while wiping his hair.

Zhang Dezhi nodded wearily, and walked into the bathroom with his clothes.

But when he came out, Xiao Fan had already fallen asleep.

? ?He usually doesn't go to bed first, why did he fall asleep tonight?Thinking about it carefully, Xiaofan seems to be a little tired these days, but he doesn't seem to be doing anything?

Although he thought so, he helped Xiaofan cover the quilt lightly, turned off the light, and lay down beside him.

Zhang Dezhi didn't sleep well these days, and fell asleep after lying down.

Until he found that Xiaofan's condition was getting worse and worse, his doubts became more and more serious, so he paid attention to it when he went to bed, and finally knew why he was so tired.

He found that after he fell asleep, it was Xiaofan who thought he was asleep, so he got up, changed his clothes, and went out lightly. It was like this for several days. He went out after he fell asleep and came back when it was almost dawn. .

Every time he went out and came back, his body was always colder, because he always hugged himself habitually when he came back. Slowly, the cold penetrated into his bones, flesh and blood. He didn't feel afraid, but became more and more stiff. .

Xiaofan went out again, and he quietly followed behind him, and came to a place he had never been to before, it looked "beautiful" and eerie, only because of the towering giant flowers blooming on the dense white bones, and the stems were still hanging Some "people", let's call them incomplete "people" for now, the flower stems go through all parts of their bodies, eyes, throats, ears, heads, stomachs, legs...

After Xiao Fan passed by, the mirror image gradually disappeared and returned to normal. Xiao Fan also stopped, because there were three people kneeling in front of him, tied up by something like green vines.

Seeing someone coming, those people quickly struggled, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"We have no money, and it's useless for you to kidnap us."

"Please, let us go!"

The person in the middle is the calmest among them, knowing who to ask Xiaofan first, and the one on the left is the most timid, begging for mercy first.

Xiao Fan looked very different from usual, he stood in the center of the light in the dark night, facing the three people, standing upright, in this cold night, his voice was like a thick and dull bell, instantly exploded Kai, "Zhang Tian, ​​Li Xin, Zhuo Wenyi, do you know what crime you have committed?"

The begging man on the left was frightened and cried instantly, "Please, don't kill us,"

"Why are you crying?" the man in the middle roared.

Then he looked at Xiao Fan disdainfully: "Who are you? How did you know our names?"

Xiaofan's voice was cold and firm: "I am from hell, and I will send you to hell."

The man in the middle snorted coldly: "Go back to hell, don't you daydream too much? Do you think you are Lord Hades?"

Xiao Fan looked proudly at the three people kneeling in front of him, "Steal, murder, rape, and have no remorse, criminals in the world, Hell has prepared a welcome ceremony for you!"

It was cold and windy late at night, even though those people pretended to be calm, they were a little scared at the moment, "You, who are you?"

"I'm an evil ghost who crawled up from hell, and I'll send you to where you should go." After he finished speaking, he laughed twice, which sounded creepy.

Completely ignoring the three people's begging for mercy, he raised his hand, and the green vines that were originally tied to them quickly wrapped around the three people's necks. Before Zhang Dezhi could react, he took out a long sword out of thin air , It's like the long sword used by the generals to kill the enemy in ancient times. It was inserted straight into the middle of the lower body, and then quickly pulled out, and cut off the hands of the two kneeling people on the left and right. They were strangled by the neck , wanting to shout out but not being able to, could only keep shaking his body...

He widened his eyes. Although the night was thick, he still saw bright red blood splashing everywhere along the long sword.

He was afraid that he didn't know where he was going. He thought it was a dream, and he kept telling himself that it was a dream.

The three of them had already breathed their last, Xiao Fan clapped his hands calmly, and with a casual lift, the three of them were hoisted to a tree by an invisible mysterious force, dangling back and forth like a summer window The tinkling of wind chimes...

"Brother, where have you been?" As soon as Zhang Dezhi entered the door, he saw Xiaofan sitting on the bed looking at his Xiaofan.

Zhang Dezhi looked at Xiaofan indifferently, his pure and intelligent eyes looked like a plump fruit in midsummer, the flesh was juicy and sweet, but the fact was that the fruit was full of mold and insect eggs that had grown from decay.

"Thirsty, go drink water." Zhang Dezhi walked over.

Xiao Fan grabbed him and rubbed his body, "Brother, why are you so cold?"

Zhang Dezhi opened and closed his mouth, and said dumbly, "Really? I don't feel it."

Xiao Fan pulled him onto the bed, hugged his shoulders, stuffed him into the quilt, and hugged him again, "It won't be cold in a while, go to sleep!"

In the darkness, Zhang Dezhi stared, unable to see anything. The temperature on Xiaofan's body was hot, but he still felt a little cold.

Suddenly, his heart beat faster, and the stuck gears in his brain started to rotate again, and the coagulated blood surged again, as if it was about to break through the blood vessels...

He didn't know what to think at this time?But he can't think about anything, he thinks he should think about something, but everything is messed up, what he thinks about is one thing, and another thing suddenly comes out to make trouble, he doesn't know what he wants What?

The day comes and drives away the night, and there are those unknown things in the night...