death like wind

Su Jin felt cold all over, and the screen of the mobile phone was shining with a cold blue light. There was no phone number displayed on it, only a solitary skull head, grinning as if smiling.

"Are you okay?" The other party repeated the question again, his tone was stiff and cold, mixed with the sound of electric current, as if his throat was filled with gravel, he was very hoarse, and he couldn't tell whether it was a female voice or a male voice.

"It's okay, how are you doing?" Su Jin pretended not to react, and continued to chat with it, but her fingers had already pressed the hang up button several times, but there was no response.

The incoming call without a number reminded him of the "person" who sent him the video, are they the same?

"You'll know when you come to my house and have a look." As soon as these words were uttered, Su Jin felt as if a poisonous snake had strangled his throat, and a bone-piercing cold wind blew in his ears, making him almost in an unstoppable cold weather in the snow.

"No, no, it hurts your health. Your house looks quite cold." Su Jin refused without hesitation, who knows what the opposite house is talking about.

"But..." The other party seemed to want to say something more, but a piercing electric sound suddenly burst out from the receiver, almost piercing the eardrums of people, and when the sound reached its climax. It stopped abruptly, and everything returned to silence.

The phone hangs up...

The colors seen in front of him merged together, swirling into a deep vortex and sucking Su Jin in. Before he could struggle, he felt a warm lip on his forehead, and a soft call came from his ear: "Ah! Jin? Had a nightmare?"

Su Jin opened her eyes and bumped into Yan Xilin's worried eyes. After being in a trance for a while, she finally regained control of her body, moved her stiff hands and feet, and leaned into Yan Xilin's arms. The cold to the bone marrow disappeared silently.

"I seem to have received a call from a ghost just now." Su Jin searched the call records with her mobile phone, but there was no trace of a call.

Yan Xilin put the diary aside, took off the gloves, hugged Su Jin and said softly, "Have a lot of strange things happened around you recently?"

Su Jin froze for a moment, and thought about it carefully. After entering the nightmare world, many strange things began to happen frequently around him. Everything around him seemed strange, and sometimes he couldn't even tell whether he was in the nightmare world or the real world.

"No, it's no different from usual." Su Jin lowered her eyes to hide the complicated eyes, and smiled nonchalantly: "It's just that sometimes I have nightmares or something, and I can't remember clearly when I wake up."

Although the feeling of horror is still running through the limbs and bones, and the lingering fear also makes people's scalp tingle, perhaps all this is unusual, not just because of the aftereffects of entering the nightmare world.

Yan Xilin hugged Su Jin a little tighter, and sighed softly: "A Jin, you can't fool me."

Su Jin looked a little tired, and changed the subject: "What is written in the diary?"

"A story about a little girl addicted to games." Yan Xilin turned off the light, leaving only a soft bedside lamp, and said slowly under the warm yellow light: "The little girl is called Qu Xiao, she The mother met her father in the game, and they only knew each other for three months, and gave birth to a girl without any status or dignity. The diary started recording from the day the mother was dismembered, that is, three years ago."

The handwriting on the front is very immature and crooked, but the writing is extremely deep. Because I haven't gone to elementary school, I can only record with the few Chinese characters I only know, and use patterns to describe some places I don't know.

In the end, more and more words and sentences were used, and the patterns drawn became more and more vivid. The deep hatred revealed between the lines made one's scalp tingle. It is completely impossible to imagine that the person who wrote these sentences was only seven or eight years old. little girl.

And in the end, all the unwillingness and grievances turned into a sharp blade, regardless of the enemy or the enemy, he had to kill everyone, as if he would feel satiated after bloodthirsty.

What is recorded in the diary is only some insignificant background, but important clues are hidden, such as the so-called game?Where did the puppet that the little girl never leave her body come from?Since she hates her adoptive mother so much, why hasn't she done anything until now?

After Yan Xilin finished talking about some important things, Su Jin had already fallen asleep.The windows were clearly closed, but the curtains were dancing wildly with no wind, and behind the dark glass, a vague figure could be vaguely seen standing in the air, looking into the room without blinking.

Tick-tock-tick, it rained heavily outside again. I don't know what it was to cover up this time, but the crimes committed here cannot be washed away unless they are burned by karma.

The lights are still on in a room on the third floor. The delicate little girl like a doll props her head to look at the heavy rain outside the window, with a pen dangling in her mouth. There is a new notebook in front of her, with only two drawings on it. A vivid stick figure.

"The group of people who came this time look very fun." Qu Xiao blinked her big black eyes, and her long eyelashes fluttered like beautiful butterfly wings under the light.

"I should mourn in advance for your prey." A gloomy and hoarse voice answered her, listen carefully, it came from the mouth of the puppet she placed beside the bed.

She bent her eyes and smiled, instantly innocent and cute, as if she really just found a very interesting toy, full of joy and expectation: "This time I want to play slowly."

The wind rolled up the window screen on her window sill, bringing a drizzle and coolness. She squinted her eyes comfortably to enjoy this moment of peace, then picked up a pen and wrote stroke by stroke in the diary:

On October 20, 10××, it was rainy, but the mood was bright

Today I met a little brother named Su Jin. This is the person I like the most. He smells very good. I really want to be close to him, but the big brother who has been by his side But he is very annoying, he keeps hindering me, and I think he is terrible, I will tremble uncontrollably if I am three meters away from him, just like the prayer beads worn by my mother.

I should think of a way to pull little brother Su Jin into my game world to play with me, so he won't be able to bother me.

In the end, Qu Xiao drew a smiling face at the end, took out the stickers in the cabinet and pasted a handsome little figure on this page, and then she went to bed contentedly and fell asleep with the puppet in her arms.

The lights in the room turned off automatically.

The wind from outside the window came in, and the notebook on the desk was blown away, the paper was blown to the first page, the piercing lightning tore through the night, and the pale electric light illuminated the strange totem on that page, vaguely a distorted death Before I could read the words clearly, the world fell into the gloom of night again, and the window screen that had been dancing wildly fell down slowly, motionless.

"Morning." Su Jin yawned and opened the curtains. After the rain, the warm sunshine poured into the room instantly. Under the fine golden warm sun, everything was covered with a soft halo, dreamy and blurred.

Yan Xilin hugged him from behind and kissed him on the soft hair on top of his head, retracting his arms, feeling that the person in his arms was too thin to grasp.

"You should eat more, or you will be blown away by the wind, what if others pick it up and don't return it to me?"

Su Jin turned her head to look at him with a smile, leaned over and kissed him on the face, and said, "Then you can spend money, one hundred million won't make one billion."

Yan Xilin burst out laughing, and said, "I'd like to exchange all my possessions for you, just please don't run too far."

Su Jin avoided his deep eyes. Whenever Yan Xilin said these ambiguous words, those eyes were fermented like mellow and sweet wine. .

"I'm going downstairs first, and I'll go downstairs to have breakfast after I wash up." Yan Xilin rubbed his soft hair, bent his eyes and smiled, his beauty overwhelmed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"Okay." Su Jin nodded, lying on the railing and looking at the haze in the distance, the early sun after the rain is not dazzling, it is not as soft as the moonlight, but it has a different artistic conception, which fits the term "new life" very well .

The breeze blew his clothes, bringing the fragrance of white roses, which made people feel refreshed, and the remaining drowsiness was blown away, and the brain was unprecedentedly clear.

The gardener started his day's work with scissors. Seeing Su Jin smiled at him friendly from a distance, Qu Xiao was bouncing to school with a bag of bread and a small schoolbag on his back. The tenderloin and ham sausage in it were given to them.

The companions in the team also swept away the gloom of the previous day, and sneaked out for half a day to relax in the trap, lying on the wooden chair under the tree and basking in the warm morning sun.

People's anxious emotions, along with the heavy rain the night before, were drained into the sewer and rushed to unknown corners.

Su Jin admired the beautiful scenery in the morning for a while, washed up and went downstairs to have breakfast, after a moment of relaxation, it was time to start another exciting day, and she had to tense up all the time to prevent the death trap that would come at any time.

Yan Xilin had already brushed the cheese for him and poured him a cup of warm milk. Su Jin just opened his mouth to eat, and he once again lamented that he, who stayed beside Yan Xilin, lived like a pig.

Qiao Wuchai also thought so, and cast a very disgusted look at him.

The butler came over with a city landscape magazine, bowed to them very politely and said hello: "Morning, everyone, did you sleep well yesterday?"

A little girl in the team liked the butler with a smile on his face, seeing his gaze on her, she quickly replied that it was okay.

The butler happily enlarged his smile, distributed the magazines in his hand, and said, "Where do you want to go today, I can arrange the itinerary for you."

It seems that visiting scenic spots is a necessary step. Su Jin took a glance at the magazine and asked Yan Xilin: "Where do you want to go? We have to choose a place that is not high and has no rivers, and there is no danger. "

"Those things can harm people in many ways, and even this is unavoidable." Yan Xilin's opened fingers rested on a page of a magnificent church, with emotions that Su Jin had never been able to see brewing in his expression.

"Otherwise, let's go here. You might have better luck if you visit the miracle." Yan Xilin remained silent, and Su Jin made suggestions to the rest of the team. They didn't have any ideas anyway, so they just listened to what he said. Yes, I have decided to go to church today.

The butler didn't change his smile, and turned around to arrange vehicles and food for them on the road. The hostess just got down from her head yawning, her face paler than the previous day.

She didn't even look at the crowd, and went straight out the door, still holding a phone call in her hand, as if she was invited to play mahjong again.

Su Jin leaned close to Yan Xilin's ear and whispered, "This mistress must be unlucky, the kind who keeps losing."

Yan Xilin raised her eyebrows, and made a gesture of listening attentively to what he had to say. Although they could tell from the fact that the hostess played mahjong on the first day they lost, they needed to rent out the house, but Su Jin said so There must be another opinion.

"Generally, people who win all the time will not be invited so frequently. Those who will be invited to play mahjong must lose money often."

Yan Xilin pondered for a while, and said, "Do you often play mahjong?"

Su Jin quickly waved her hands to prove her innocence: "No, I don't even know what the first and second tubes look like."

Yan Xilin rolled her eyes with a smile, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and said in a low voice, "You are so cute."

The deliberately suppressed screams and ambiguous laughter of the girls came from the ears, hot steam rose from Su Jin's head, and she pinched Yan Xilin severely under the table.

After breakfast, the housekeeper had already arranged everything needed. Everyone brought their personal belongings and embarked on today's journey. The scenery outside the car window quickly reversed, and the narrow car was eerily quiet.When people are in an unfamiliar environment, they often feel uneasy and panic. No matter how calm they are, the aggravated breathing still inevitably reveals the owner's mood.

The butler didn't go with them, but gave them a map that marked the storefronts they might need.

But soon they discovered that this map was useless, because the place they came to was not a famous tourist attraction at all.

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One of the most painful things in life is codewords.

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