Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

Fu Zhiyu has never believed in ghosts and gods.

The so-called supernatural things in the world are just the corners that the tentacles of science have not yet touched.

In this world, there can be no ghosts, nor can there be gods and Buddhas.

If God really exists, how can he watch devout believers trapped in a world of suffering.

Fu Zhiyu covered his tingling forehead in a vast void, the sutured wound on his scalp began to ache again, and the marks left by each stitch were like hundreds of poisonous insects opening their sharp mouthparts together To suck the sweet flesh.

The wound is obviously healed, but the pain is like a gangrene, and he will always laugh sharply when he is down.

But Fu Zhiyu seemed to be used to this kind of pain that could drive people crazy, he rubbed his forehead expressionlessly, and let it hurt.

The itching sometimes kept him awake.

Especially when confronted with the inexplicable situation at hand.

Fu Zhiyu stretched out his shrunken palm, looking indifferently at the blood soaked between his fingers.

He went back to his childhood.

The accompanying pain made him understand that this was not a dream.

For the time being, there should be no science that can explain why a grown man suddenly changes back to his eight-year-old appearance.

Fu Zhiyu remembered that when he returned home, he found that Jiang Chi had disappeared. He thought that the boy could not stand his excessive behavior and ran away secretly. He went to adjust the surveillance at the door, but saw that the damned man named Ye You had obsessed his little fox. Dizzy and take away.

In Fu Zhiyu's life, the most unbearable thing is that someone dares to covet what belongs to him.

Ye You is a bastard with a soft mouth and a snake heart. He smiles and looks humble and gentle with everyone, but in fact he is more vicious than anyone else in his heart.Fu Zhiyu hated this kind of duplicity person the most, and what made him panic was that Ye You might do something irreparable to the little fox.

Fu Zhiyu is not a man who can be threatened easily.

But his little Chi was raised to be clumsy and squeamish, a stupid fox who would puff up his hair and try to coax him, so he might suffer some kind of torture from Ye You.

What Fu Zhiyu thought at first was that if Ye You wanted to take revenge on him, he could definitely do it against him, and there was no need to involve irrelevant people.

Unexpectedly, the man who likes to squint his slender eyes and is more cunning than a real fox like Jiang Chi would show a mocking smile in front of Fu Zhiyu without hesitation: "I think Mr. Fu thinks too much of himself. "

"Xiao Chi should have been mine."

"As for you, the thief who steals other people's precious treasures, you should die sooner."

The man's slender eyes shone with bright golden light, and the pupils turned into extremely thin vertical pupils like snakes, carrying the majesty and oppression of the ancient gods, causing Fu Zhiyu to fall into boundless chaos in an instant.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to suddenly become dazed, and Ye You handed him a handful of something cold and heavy.

Now that I think about it, it was a wooden barn.

I don't know where Ye You got it from.

"For a person like you, living is a waste of other people's lives, why don't you settle it yourself first." Ye You smiled and stuffed the heavy wooden warehouse into Fu Zhiyu's palm.

Fu Zhiyu returned to his residence in a daze, and pointed the wooden warehouse at his temple.

Did he pull the trigger?

Fu Zhiyu couldn't remember.

He looked at his shrunken palm with a strange expression. Was it reborn, or was he trapped in this small body?

In other words, he was trapped in the memories he least wanted to face.

Will anyone come to rescue him?

There won't be... right?

Ye You is right about one thing, he is a very annoying person.

Cold, arrogant, unkind.

No one can break through that cold and disgusting mask and touch the real heart of a man, which is even more despicable than imagined.

Nobody……

The little blood-covered child stood expressionlessly in the dark and dirty attic, looking at the round window above his head that was covered in cobwebs and dust, the gray glass, and even the sunlight that passed through seemed mean and unkind. Be stingy.

He never, ever, never counted on anyone...

A snow-white ball slammed heavily on the glass window, and with a "crack", the fragile glass immediately spread dense spider webs, and the first fragment was wrapped in crystal-like bright light from mid-air under the dazzling sunlight. It fell down, and then more crystals fell to the ground crackling, like a rain of broken gold.

Fu Zhiyu was stunned.

The fragments scratched his cheeks, but did not scratch the child's too immature skin.

The snow-white dumpling that fell from the sky rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and the long white hair was pitifully covered with dust. It turned out to be a very beautiful little fox.

The big tail still thumped angrily on the ground.

The little fox has white fur and blue eyes, sparkling in the sunlight.

Fu Zhiyu was slightly taken aback, as beautiful as a fairy fox in a fairy tale.

Xiaotuanzi turned into a young man with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, completely ignoring the too eerie bloodstains on the body of an eight-year-old child, stretched out a soft white hand to pinch the cheek flesh of the young version of Fu Zhiyu, those blue eyes like the sky Hitomi was caught off guard and looked at Fu Zhiyu's slightly gloomy black eyes.

"This is what Mr. Fu looked like when he was a child." The little fox tilted the two pointy pink ears on the top of his head, and squeezed the baby meat of this stinky-looking little guy, "It really is a stinky guy who is not easy to get close to." Child."

Fu Zhiyu couldn't explain his current mood, and could only watch Jiang Chi, a bad guy, pinch his face brazenly, relying on his figure that was finally taller than him.

Sooner or later, this stupid fox will have to pay the price.

Fu Zhiyu thought to himself expressionlessly.

"But it doesn't matter, the Great Fox Immortal is here to save you." Jiang Chi narrowed his well-shaped eyes, and golden streamers fell from his blue eyes.

Fu Zhiyu's pupils dilated in an instant.

The little fox was unsuspecting, tilted his head and foolishly rolled his eyes at Fu Zhiyu, stretched out his hand and grabbed Fu Zhiyu's hand: "So let's run away together now!"

……

Jiang Chi and the female ghost sticking to his body have seen almost all the murder scenes imaginable in his life. He was dizzy and his eyes turned into circles of mosquito coils. .

After reading so much, there is still no sign of Fu Zhiyu.

Jiang Chi began to doubt whether the female ghost's claim that Fu Zhiyu was hiding in these past times and spaces was true or not.

In the final analysis, it is outrageous that such a house can still be sold after so many people die one after another!

And Fu Zhiyu!As a domineering president, don't you know to investigate before buying a house!You're living in a haunted house! Hey!

The system whispered: "Is it possible that buying a house is almost like buying a bowl of Kanto cooking for this kind of rich people, so they are too lazy to investigate?"

Qiongbihu, who has to think twice about eating oden, felt a stab in his heart.

He covered his chest and said weakly, "Thank you for your comfort."

The female ghost wrapped her cold arms around the boy's thin shoulders, and the boy's warm flesh failed to warm up the pale skin a little bit. On the contrary, Jiang Chi first got used to the coolness of the bare neck.

"So, I don't understand, why does Xiao Chi have to find that person?"

The female ghost's voice was full of dissatisfaction: "It's really jealous, that guy just met Xiao Chi for a few days."

The white-haired boy moved his ears, and turned his head to look at the female ghost's dark eyes. Perhaps his mind was numb from too much contact. Jiang Chi can now calmly face those eyes with no whites at all.

"I said, don't you too?"

The young man's voice was still cold, and the icy blue pupils reflected a glass-like brilliance that made one's heart palpitate.

"I haven't seen you before the elevator game, have I? Why are you so nice to me?"

Moreover, you are a man at all!Why are you wearing a skirt dress girl ah!Even a cold dead ghost can't hide your hard Jill!

His thigh hurts from being poked. Hey!

For the rest, the little fox dared not speak out, silently swallowed the complaints and quietly tried to move away from the painful thigh.

Then, he was hugged again by the male ghost wearing a skirt behind him.

He laughed softly: "Xiao Chi said that, I will be sad."

"We obviously met each other a long time ago." He licked and kissed the boy's icy white ears, and slowly brushed the snow-colored hair around the boy's ears.

Ghosts believe you.

Jiang Chi once again believed that the female ghost was full of lies.

He was sure he had never seen this man before.

there has never been.

"Xiao Chi still didn't answer me, why did you save this man?" The ghost stroked the boy's sunken collarbone, his pointed nails slowly circling the erect crimson cherry along the soft and undulating chest.

Jiang Chisheng was afraid that he would give him a black tiger's heart if he was unhappy, so he swallowed hesitantly: "Because...because...it was love at first sight."

He nodded, feeling that he was really a peerless smart guy, those blue eyes that were born with bewitching eyes looked at the black-haired evil spirit so purely and slyly, the water-red lips were close to his eyes, and opened slightly, hehe The breath he exhales is sweet and greasy, and he is so confident:

"You don't need a reason for liking, do you?"

"So, stop leading me around in circles. Fu Zhiyu is not in these time and space at all, is he? Where did you hide him?"

The ghost froze.

Although it was only for a short moment, Jiang Chi knew he had guessed right.

The progress bar of the task has not been updated, indicating that he has been doing useless work in circles.These so-called murder scenes are all cover-ups, used to delay time so that Fu Zhiyu can die quickly.

This ghost should also be obeying the orders of a certain existence.

Jiang Chi thought of some guy on the top floor inappropriately.

The man's frantic and suppressed roar could still be clearly reproduced in Jiang Chi's mind.

Could it be Ye You?

Jiang Chi stood on tiptoe, actively wrapped his arms around the ghost's neck, and grabbed his long black hair with his slender fingers.

Porcelain white fingertips were entangled with black hair, Jiang Chi exerted a little force, and the ghost had to look back.

He looked at the little fox obediently.

Like a wild beast willing to be tamed.

"Let's make a deal, you tell me where Fu Zhiyu is."

"You can do whatever you want with me."

"I mean it, brother."

With a "boo", the little fox kissed his cold lips.