When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

"Why do you buy so many horror movie discs?" Li Mufeng was a little surprised looking at the stack of Blu-ray discs in the living room that was almost half the height of a person.

Doesn't this person hate things that take up space the most?

Opening the notepad, Feng Ling pointed to the memo on February 27th.

The words "Reminiscing with the locusts" were written on it.

"Liuhua's method of intimidating Xu Cishu is learned from horror movies," the young man summed up his motives in a highly succinct manner, and then controlled his spiritual power to make all the CDs hang in the air and form a wall with eye-catching patterns. , indicating to the other party to choose a teaching CD from among them.

The discs in front of them were either printed with bloody, gloomy, creepy ugly faces, or pale, timid, distorted faces that couldn't hide the screams of fear.

Li Mufeng silently looked away and poked a disc casually.

He has already figured out the current situation.

Xu Cishu's stomach hurts every time he sees Sanhua, and Feng Ling takes it as a symbol of Sanhua's clever and long-term effective methods, and he plans to do the same with the big locust.

And in order to better understand the spirit of horror films, Feng·Good Student·Zero plans to preview and observe the teaching materials in advance.

As for the question of whether it would be too early to start watching a week in advance, Feng Ling never thought about it, and Li Mufeng would not mention it even if he knew it.

The one that was poked down was the domestic classic horror film "Mountain Village Corpse II".

In order to create an atmosphere and improve learning outcomes, the top students turned off the lights on purpose.

Then, in the dark, Li Mufeng unexpectedly gained x 1 for throwing himself into his arms, and x 1 for baby's weakness.

In the virtual light screen, the man in glasses who cut off his legs and left arm, wields a bloody ax with his remaining right hand, and crawls towards the camera in a distorted posture like a worm on the ground.

On the realistic sofa, following the movement of the man with glasses, the handsome young man quietly moved towards the human sitting next to him, and gently grabbed the corner of the human's clothes.

When the blood-stained broken sex demon yelled "Kill me, kill me...", Li Mufeng clearly heard a swallow, and then he felt the tightness of the hem of his clothes being grabbed.

Li Mufeng glanced at Feng Ling from the corner of his eye. The young man's fair complexion was turned paler by the cold light transformed by the light screen. His pupils were pitch-black and bottomless, and he looked a bit sinister, but he looked like In Liao Zhai, there are beautiful ghosts with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes.

Someone who briefly admired ghosts and immortals and lit up his face-reading skills quickly read the emotion of fear from the young man's expressionless expression.

Is this afraid of ghosts?

Drive away the ghosts in the haunted house, and the boss who is still living happily will be scared when watching ghost movies?

Are you exercising your acting skills, just like when you bought a house?

Li Mufeng was indifferent to ghost movies, and looked at the dead humans absent-mindedly in the movie, secretly guessing what script Feng Ling got.

All kinds of speculations were settled at the moment when the reporter got out of the elevator and met the perverted devil in the film.

As soon as the strange ghost with a deadly smile appeared, the distance between Feng Ling and him quickly shortened to less than 0.1 centimeters, so close that he could breathe the smell of the lotus fragrance from the young man, and the light lotus fragrance was cold and cold. There is a little sweetness, ethereal like a light butterfly passing by with a pillow of clear dreams.

Li Mufeng gently hooked his fingertips around the jade finger that was pinching the corner of his clothes, and asked, "Afraid?"

"Afraid," Feng Ling did not hide his fear.

Slowly kneading the fragrance in the palm, Li Mufeng asked again, "Why don't you watch it?"

"Look, then use it for the big locust," Feng Ling said while holding the man's big hand that felt cold to the touch, "It's better this way."

"Come here, I'll hold you," Li Mufeng said, putting his hands under the young man's armpit and picking him up on his lap, "It should be better this way."

Being hugged tightly in someone's arms, surrounded by a familiar aura, Feng Ling's emotions were instantly soothed by the softness from the back, and the small movements of secretly pinching the corners of his clothes also turned into an open and aboveboard clasping of fingers.

With Li Mufeng in his arms, he was even more indifferent to watching movies, and his attention was all on Feng Ling.

The frame is really small, and it feels one size smaller than normal men. It is obviously 1.8 meters tall, but its figure is a bit slender for women, and its waist is also thin. It feels like it is only enough to hold with both hands.

As the movie progressed, Feng Ling hid back more and more, and his legs shrank back from under the sofa as if worried. By the time Li Gui recited the name of his enemy with resentment, the young man's back was already tightly pressed against his back. The man's chest shrank into a small ball and nestled in Li Mufeng's arms.

However, no matter how slender Feng Ling's frame is, his stature is there, even if he curls up cowardly, his neck is still in a position where Li Mufeng can kiss him as soon as he lowers his head.

The young man's pajamas were a bit loose. When leaning against the chest, the neckline was squeezed and opened back, exposing the graceful back of the neck.

The dim light fell on the young man, and Li Mufeng's eyes sank in the small patch of bright moon on the back of his neck.

This is the first time he understands the aesthetics of the islanders on the three-legged. The exposed skin is covered with a layer of light and dark gradients interlaced with light and shadow. It is really hard to extricate yourself from wanting to say no.

Li Mufeng is full of thoughts, all he thinks about is inviting the king to look at Wuyang in the long night, talking about the sensuality of the distant mountains and the drizzle, rubbing his chin back and forth on the neck of the person, feeling the pulse hidden under the porcelain muscle, it is rare for him to suppress his desire. | Hope to generate dissatisfaction.

Right now, he just wants to press the beauty in his arms under his body, protrude his white teeth, wrap him three inches softly, undress him and hook his wrists, and listen to him gasp.

Li Mufeng tried his best to control his physical reaction, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, and all the hot and humid breath sprayed on Feng Ling's shoulder socket, causing a tingling stiffness.

In the movie, the evil ghosts are ferocious and weird, but in reality, the sweet|gorgeous ears and temples are rubbed together, horror and beauty are intertwined, absurd happiness spreads beyond the light, and demons whisper terrible love|desires in their ears, trying to seduce some unintentional flowers. The water lilies and the dark water plants at the bottom of the lake sink together in the lingering ambiguity.

After watching a horror movie, Feng Ling felt like she had schizophrenia, half of it was the cold hands and feet left in her heart by the horror movie, and half of it was aroused by the man behind her with an overly intense heartbeat and moist breathing. Throat dryness and heat.

The young man moved twice to get up, but was locked even tighter.

"Don't move, you will react if you dawdle any longer."

The man's voice was tinged with the feeling of spring breeze and rain, a little hoarseness rubbed against the eardrums, and the heat quietly faded away.

Although Feng Ling felt that he shouldn't be sitting in his seat at this time, Wan Evil's Impairment suddenly showed a sense of presence. His understanding of the world was based on the perspective of watching and predicting, and his experience in interpersonal communication was still in Novice Village.

Facing the sudden over-the-top question, he wrote a symbolic solution in addition to the initial action, showing that he had worked hard, and then there was no further text, and he sat obediently and quietly surrounded by people's arms.

The young man in his arms still had no expression on his face, and he couldn't see the blush on his cheeks, but the man guessed the shame of this man from his rising body temperature.

Feng Ling didn't know if it was due to anemia, her complexion was always radiant and pure white, like fine white porcelain covered with glaze, Li Mufeng had never seen this person who lacked blood even at his fingertips blush, all his emotional changes Reflected in fluctuations in body temperature.

Feeling the heat coming from the closeness of the skin, the man hooked his lips and smiled softly, with a deep smile, gentle and lustful at the same time, just like a vixen walking in the study room in the dark night, it gently seduces people's hearts.

Li Mufeng didn't intend to do anything more, just hugged her for a while, and turned the beautiful spring scenery into a warm and cozy room.

The closer he gets to Feng Ling, the more he feels that the distance between himself and him is farther than he imagined.

He couldn't see through Feng Ling's reality. This person seemed to have nothing to ask for in the world, and it was clearly within reach, but it felt as if he had never existed in the same space.

Just like now, he obviously holds him, but he can't feel any quality, lightly, and his heart doesn't have a place on the ground. He can only rely on the warmth that will dissipate after a few distances, knowing that he is still there.

This sense of distance makes his inherent restlessness even more insecure. What can he give this person, what can he use to keep this person, and how can he stand by his side?

The words of confession were kept silent because of the unanswered questions.

"Xian'er is afraid of ghosts?" Li Mufeng returned to his usual innocent gentleness.

Feng Ling shook her head, brushing her hair back and forth twice on the face, "To ghosts, I'm scarier."

There was a soft touch on his face, Li Mufeng sniffed it, and sure enough, as Sanhua said, this person has no smell at all.

Li Mufeng silently put on the agenda the matter of taking his family's Xian'er to use the same shampoo. If there is no smell, it is better to leave the same scent as him, and turn around carefully, and someone is still serious. Topic, "Afraid of ghost movies?"

Feng Ling answered seriously, "Well, ghost movies look more scary."

"..." In terms of horror, real ghost < Feng Ling < ghost movie.

There are too many slots in this inequality, where should I complain?

Li Mufeng suddenly expressed sympathy for ghosts who had no position and lived at the low end of the inequality, "Ghost movies are all fake."

"I know," Feng Ling replied, the ghosts in ghost movies just reside in the darkness of people's hearts, and they are not worth scaring.

"What's scary is that they appeared without warning at all, and they couldn't perceive their existence. This kind of unknown is very worrying," Feng Ling looked serious, and those who knew him could easily read the lingering fear. They were all still afraid, "And I can't see clearly, and when I see clearly, it's a grimace pasted over. It's a bit scary anyway."

After thinking about Feng Ling's performance, Li Mufeng realized that he would indeed shrink back when ghosts suddenly appeared.

The initial shift was because the man with the ax and glasses turned into a stump inexplicably in a few fast-changing shots as soon as he appeared on the stage. Later, the fear of swallowing happened when he suddenly cut to the crazy and weird face of the man with glasses covered in blood. When close-up.

This also explains why he failed to reap a frightened fairy when Xiaodie was cut into a human pig and appeared in the lens - his fairy is afraid of suddenness and ambiguity, and he is afraid of injury and death. No fluctuations, even bored.

Thinking of Feng Ling seeing a ghost standing with her head bowed in a blurry shadow, and suddenly raising her hair to reveal a dead face with no white eyes, Li Mufeng was a little curious what would happen if she met someone who was bored pretending to be a prank, "Then you Do you usually get scared when you encounter things you can’t see clearly?”

"There is nothing that cannot be seen clearly," only those who are too lazy to see.

"?" Can't see clearly what operation it is?

"Just look at it yourself." Feng Ling organized the language, and found that there were a lot of words to say, and he couldn't explain clearly, so he simply chose to practice teaching, "I will synchronize the five senses and spiritual knowledge with you."

After synchronizing perception, Li Mufeng was shocked by the world of entering a new dimension, and he couldn't express even one tenth of a millionth of his feelings at this moment with exhausted words.

Now he can see clearly in the dark, he can hear the slight beating of his own pulse, and he can easily distinguish the source of all the smells.

All kinds of perceptions are infinitely magnified.

All kinds of dust and matter are as transparent to him, and he can see clearly at a glance, and all the sounds of the world are close to his ears, and he can understand the trivialities of the world when he listens carefully.

When he closes his eyes, his perception can be enlarged again. He can accurately know the position and status of creatures within a hundred or ten meters nearby. Nearby, Sanhua and Xiaoque are meditating on the balcony. fish water.

Feng Ling quickly dismissed her sympathy, "Your current physique can't handle receiving too much information at once."

When Li Mufeng regained consciousness from the mysterious state, he found that his mind was indeed slightly sore and slightly tired, "Is this the world you usually see?"

After seeing the world in Feng Ling's eyes, Li Mufeng realized that suddenness and vague surprises were indeed unknown experiences for him.

What I see every day are all high-definition original paintings, and I can see them from a distance of 100 meters. Even if it is Bolt, it takes 9 seconds to run 58 meters.

That is to say, the rogue operation of movies that artificially reduce the image quality and refuse to perceive in advance can force him to be shackles.

"Don't look at it," Li Mufeng suggested.

"What about the big locust?" Feng Ling firmly refused, "The lack of key evidence makes the judicial process impossible."

"You are not injured, and the surveillance has been closed by the bribed security guards. Even if I let the big locust plead guilty, according to the current law, only the defendant confesses, and there is no other relevant evidence to support the case, and there is no conviction."

"..." So why are you a non-human being so familiar with the law?

Afraid to continue like this?

Don't you know other ways besides horror movies and legal procedures?

Li Mufeng thought about it for a while, and it seemed that it was true. According to his investigation and inquiries about Feng Ling's past, this person really only knew these two ways of retaliation.

"I've learned these horror movies before," Li Mufeng lied shamelessly.

Although Feng Ling can get a lot of benefits if he is scared, this situation can only happen once in a while. He doesn't intend to make people associate lust with terror, which will reduce the fun of the Spring Festival in the future. Did I handle it? Then you will help me provide technical support."

At this point in time, Li Mufeng didn't expect that an hour later, something would happen that would make him praise the greatness of horror movies, and make Lu Sheng praise his efficiency.

At 10:30, Mr. Li finished washing according to the requirements of Feng's health manager, sat on the bed and read a book, and was going to sleep when he felt sleepy.

The wristband rang "Ding Dong", which was the exclusive notification sound he set for Feng Ling.

Xian'er: Tell me, do ghosts like those in ghost movies really exist?

Looking at Feng Ling's message, Li Mufeng thought to himself, I don't know what kind of ghosts are in ghost movies and whether they exist or not.

All I know is that the ghosts closest to you I saw just now were 50 meters away, and when your spiritual sense swept over them, the ghosts were a little frightened, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times before running away.

Despite the complaints, he still seriously asked what kind.

Xian'er: It's the kind that can't be perceived or seen clearly

Li Yi: There shouldn’t be such a thing

Xian'er: Didn't it mean that everything is possible, after all I can exist

Li Mufeng complained again in his heart.

If your existence means that it is a miracle that three men can have children, I think it is okay. After all, lotus root can turn into a human in fairy tales, so you might be made by Phoenix hair.

However, the possibility of the existence of this kind of ghost that you can't even see is about the same as the possibility of the existence of matter faster than the speed of light.

Besides, it's really pitiful, okay?People are dead and you can’t even see you, most likely because your soul is gone, and you can’t see clearly for a while, and high-definition for a while. Do you think it is an online video, and you will adjust the quality and definition according to the traffic speed?

Li Yi: Some do not exist, and even if they do, what can they do to you?

Xian'er: ...

Xian'er: It looks scary

Seeing this reply, Li Mufeng's reverence for ghosts and gods disappeared. This kind of ghost should not exist anymore. Ghost birth is meaningless. The right way is to reincarnate early and find a good family.

but……

He doesn't particularly care whether ghosts have meaning, he sees the harmonious prelude beckoning to him now.

"Xian'er." Li Mufeng tucked the pillow into his bosom, carrying the book he often read before going to bed, walked to the door of the master bedroom with a few steps, and lightly buttoned it twice.

Facing Feng Ling who asked with his eyes, someone Li said the reason he just thought of to be able to share the bed with others, "I'm with you, even if there is, if I'm by your side, it's okay to look at it." It's not scary anymore."

He had already guessed that Feng Ling was afraid to sleep, so he sent a message to ask those words. This kind of good opportunity to take advantage of it, a good person like him will never just use words to comfort and perfunctory, he must use practical actions to show my sincerity.

"That's so troublesome to you," Feng Ling said with simple and easy-to-understand gratitude in his eyes. He likes sleeping now, but he seems a little insomnia today, and when he closes his eyes, he thinks of those hideous grimaces.

"No," Li Yelang put on his grandmother's flowered scarf and put down his pillow against Feng Ling's. "You came to see this for me, and it's too late for me to thank you."

While talking, the big wild wolf has lifted the blanket of Little Red Riding Hood and sat in.

Li Mufeng was content to read the book together with someone in his arms, and by the way, he praised the pervert in his heart. Although he is a cannon fodder who only has a little presence in the subtitle of the title "The Evil Ghost of Sex", he is an important role that kicks off the curtain of the story. With his death, there will be a plot that can scare Feng Ling into his arms later.

"A city full of mist and rain, a building, a flower only blooms for a tree..."

The ringtone of the incoming call rang somewhat inappropriately.

Li Mufeng's ringtone changed from "Excerpts" to "The Only One in Life" after Feng Ling said that he was the only one in his life. He wanted to tell this person that you are also the only story in my life.

The phone was connected, and Lu Sheng and his messy kennel appeared on the screen.

"Brother Feng..."

As soon as Lu Sheng said it, he got stuck. He actually saw his perverted cousin and Feng Xiaoling on the same bed, and from the background, they were in Fengling's bedroom.

His animal cousin finally couldn't bear to attack people.

Occupying other people's nests and eating them up, Feng Xiaoling really doesn't know in what life he owes him, a good green jade cabbage, let a pig give it to him.

Li Mufeng can figure out what Lu Sheng is planning for him with his toes. Even if he is that kind of person, he is still in the premeditated stage of thinking. If he didn't implement it, he can't be guilty. He won't take the blame for this, "Take your filth, I was scared after watching a ghost movie."

"..." Do you dare to show some face?

Lu Sheng really wanted to shake Feng Ling awake through the screen, so that he could see exactly where this person looked scared, but then he was blinded by the bright gratitude in Feng Ling's eyes.

It turns out that you are afraid... a master of metaphysics is afraid of ghosts, what exactly is this operation?

"Your room is a bit messy." Feng Ling now has a shadow on the screen, staring at Lu Sheng without blinking, for fear that something will appear behind him, but after staring for a while, his eyes are as messy as a wild boar passing through the room Attract attention.

Lu Sheng coughed twice, and argued, "You know, the entropy in an isolated system will continue to increase spontaneously. Chaos is the most stable state of a system. My room is so messy because..."

Feng Ling's eyes were too clear, halfway through Lu Sheng's excuse, he couldn't finish the rest of the "conforming to the Basic Law", so he scratched his head and broke the jar, "I'm too lazy to clean up... don't mention it. Well, let’s get down to business first, grandpa’s birthday is next week, will Brother Feng go back this year?”

Li Mufeng was noncommittal, "Whose meaning?"

"My aunt, she knows what happened between you and Feng Xiaoling recently." Lu Sheng immediately sold Lu Ruosu, "You must force me to find you, and say you know her tricks, and you will go home sooner or later."

Li Mufeng bent his lips and smiled, his eyes were mocking and lonely, "I really don't want to ruin this family..."

The hui character was not pronounced completely, because the corners of his lips were held down.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh," Feng Ling said warmly in a cold tone, "I know it's difficult, but please believe me, my ability is enough to give you the right not to laugh if you don't want to."

Hearing Feng Ling's words, Li Mufeng laughed wildly. Sometimes the best thing in the world is that you want to do whatever you want, and someone is willing to protect you for a lifetime of debauchery. "Go, how can Ms. Lu's eldest son be absent?"

Lu Sheng was a little worried, "Is it really possible? Don't be angry."

Li Mufeng smiled and said, "I know her tricks, and you know mine too. I am now a vulnerable member of the family. Guess how many rounds Ms. Lu can endure?"

God damn weak, Lu Sheng laughed out loud, how could he forget that this person already has a backer.

After chatting briefly with Lu Sheng about the birthday banquet, Li Mufeng hung up the phone.

Before going to bed, Feng Ling suddenly said, "I'll go to the birthday banquet together."

"You have to go, I dare not see them without your support," Li Mufeng said half-truthfully, and put the young man's hand on his head.

His hair seems to have a calming effect on Feng Ling.

Sure enough, after a while, the other party fell asleep. Li Mufeng said good night in his heart, held him in his arms, and closed his eyes.

Feeling the warmth and softness, the man sighed before he fell asleep, living together is considered wool, but sleeping in the same quilt is really king.