RPG Chapter 60: Set sixty
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Set Sixty: Supernatural Research Society (13)
Shan Zi Wei Huo opened his eyes sharply. His eyes were slightly soaked in blood, but it didn't hinder his handsome face, which was close at hand, to see clearly.
The host is helping him.
Shanzi Wei's eyes gradually dyed red, soaking in blood, like a fierce beast about to burst out of its cage.
Yes, the host is helping him.
Even if the other party opens his mouth cleanly, even if the other party pinches his chin, even if the other party presses his tongue against his upper jaw, even if...
The host is just to deliver oxygen to him, nothing more.
Shanzi Wei complained weakly, and was extinguished by the storm's desire.
The host's hand on the back of Wei's head gradually loosened. He no longer needs to use force, and the person in his arms will never try to escape.
Shanzi Wei pressed the host tightly, his white hair swaying in the blood. He hoeed the black hair of the host, like a spirit sucking breath, greedily asking for the oxygen and body fluid from the host's mouth.
Blood water wrapped them warmly, Shanzi Wei trembling, a thick and suffocating sense of pleasure, and a trace of self-defeating despair.
He has tasted this kind of bliss on the chessboard of upside-down fairy tales. Maybe it was an experience, so this time Shanzi Wei did not completely lose his mind, he still had a trace of consciousness, shaky in the stormy passion.
However, it is precisely because of that little cognition that I am even more desperate.
He can clearly feel the happiness that this kind of thing brings him, he likes this kind of thing like gains and losses. Even if he keeps pleading that this is caused by his body and his nymphoid disease, his body and his nymphoid disease are all part of Shanzi Wei. His body likes is what he likes. Like it regardless of the occasion, regardless of the object.
——Even if it is done with the host and a man like him.
The only sensation sank in the sea of desire. Shanzi Wei swallowed host's body fluid, put his hand trembling into the clothes of the black-haired young man, and spontaneously touched the curvy belly.
He wants... Really wants...
"Goo...!"
Sudden waves of calm blood water, a wet white-haired youth struggling to get up from the water, and coughing embarrassedly by the bathtub.
Thinking of ghosts who didn't know when to leave or where they were wandering, Shanzi Wei covered his voice, and the water came out of his nose, which was so hot and uncomfortable.
Although his body is uncomfortable, he really needs this kind of discomfort. Numerous times, it has been proved in practice that pain is the best medicine to get rid of lust. A certain **** was very grateful for his body overwhelmed: Fortunately, he completely lost his mind and forgot to do something in the water. After kissing until there was no oxygen, he breathed directly through his nose, and then was smeared with blood in his nasal cavity.
"Wow."
There was a faint sound of splashing water behind him, Shanzi Wei's body became stiff, he crawled out with his hands and feet together, and ran without looking back.
"Hold, apologize, thank you... Excuse me!"
The black-haired youth who was left sat in the blood. He touched the corners of the slightly swollen mouth with his thumb, rubbed the tip of his red tongue on his lips, and drew an interesting smile.
Shanzi Wei rushed out of the bathroom. He really would rather go out and run into a ghost than stay with the host.
The corridor was empty, Shanzi Wei ran into the new bedroom next to the bathroom in one breath, staring at his right hand with hatred of iron and steel. The fingertips are still slightly numb and hot, as if still nostalgic for that person's tight abdominal muscles, raised mermaid line...Stop!
The heart of a certain **** is deserted. Explanation? How to explain this? This can't explain it at all!
His hand barely took someone else's trousers to play!
"...g fan?"
Shanzi Wei looked up and saw a closet in the bedroom opened from the inside, and the hyacinth came out.
She pushed her glasses, frowned and looked at Wei, who was in embarrassment, "I am here."
The implication is that Shanzi Wei hides in another place.
Shanzi Wei didn't mind Hyacinth's eviction order, which was much better than the other party asking him what happened before. He shook his hand, and shook his previous charm behind him.
"I have a discovery." Shanzi Wei said to Hyacinth, "Maybe we can cooperate."
Shanzi Wei Jiang said that the voice can seduce ghosts, Hyacinth pondered for a moment, and said: "Do you mean that once we are in danger between each other, we will make each other's sounds to lure away ghosts?"
"It's not us, but everyone." Shan Ziwei said: "The phone ring is too attractive. Everyone who answers the phone is very dangerous. If we cooperate, the degree of difficulty will be greatly reduced."
“Also, we don’t have to make sounds ourselves. We can make some sound-producing organs, such as alarm clocks, and place them in a place where no one is at a fixed time to attract ghosts. We don’t need to take risks with our bodies.
The hyacinth looked at Shanzi Wei strangely, "You are really... very good."
Faced with the sudden compliment, Shan Zi Wei was a little bit shy. He finally saved his respect as the great online game **** two hundred years ago.
Hyacinth agreed to Wei's proposal, and she walked to the bedside table in the bedroom, "I remember there is an alarm clock here."
Shan Zi Wei took this opportunity to look at the room. This is a typical boy's bedroom, with a complete desk and bookshelf, on which some model magazines are placed. There are two cabinets in the room, one is the wooden wardrobe where the hyacinth just hid, and the other is the iron cabinet. It doesn't look like a locker for clothes, but a locker for sundries.
"This is the servant's bedroom." The hyacinth walked over with the alarm clock and said.
"Servant?" Shanzi Wei was taken aback. "The place where he lives... feels so good."
Yes, the room in front of me is almost the same size as the master bedroom opposite, and the furniture is very beautiful and complete. It is impossible to imagine that this is just the place where the servants live.
"There is his calligraphy book on the desk, comparing the handwriting, it is a servant." Hyacinth paused, and then said: "I also found his diary here."
She took out a brown book with "diary" printed on it from the toy box. Wei Zi took it and looked at it. There was a code clasp on it. Obviously, the code can be opened to open it.
The servant diaries have always been scattered around the ancient house for them to check at will, and they contain a lot of background clues. At this time, Shan Ziwei appeared in front of a complete servant diary, but he needed a password to access it. This shows that the information buried in this diary is very critical and may point to the final outcome.
Dan Ziwei looked at the lock. It was a digital lock with a total of 4 digits.
——There seems to be no prompt for numbers at the moment?
Shanzi Wei returned the diary to Hyacinth, and the two searched in the room again. Shanzi Wei opened the tin cabinet and found that it contained some cleaning supplies such as brooms, pots and scoops. It seemed that this was indeed the room of the little servant in the memory.
Shan Zi Wei Zheng was thinking about how to use these props to make some simple sound settings, and the phone ringing abruptly outside.
"Ling Ling Ling~~~Ling Ling Ling~~~Ling Ling Ling~~~"
Shanzi Wei and Hyacinth looked at each other in shock, for no other reason-too soon!
The ghost call rang 4 times in total. The first few times were almost once every an hour. The time the phone rang this time was less than 30 minutes apart from the last time it rang!
There is a cloud in Wei Shanzi's heart: Will the interval between ghost calls become shorter and shorter in the future? Do they have to have someone by the phone in the end? In this hide-and-seek that will die if caught by a ghost?
"Pearl is answering this time, right." Hyacinth picked up her glasses nervously, and she shook suddenly and hurriedly crawled into the closet: "The ghost is coming--"
"Titicaca~Titicaca~~~"
The terrible laughter of the ghost descended layer by layer from the stairs, and it was still chanting the appalling death song.
"Put out my eyes, I can still see you... plug my ears, I can still hear you..."
Shanzi Wei lay motionless on the wall next to the door, listening to the ghost passing by the wall. He swallowed his fear hard, quietly pushed the door open a little, and leaned out.
His current room is in the northeast corner of the ancient house. It is difficult to see the living room only from the door. But Shanzi Wei saw the diagonally opposite, that is, the door of the master bedroom, was pushed a little tremblingly, revealing a pale face of pearl milk tea.
She stared blankly in the direction of the living room, her expression struggling.
This is the most desperate scene. The ghost arrives before the phone and waits for the players to come forward.
According to the agreement, even if the ghost is guarding the phone, the bubble tea must be answered within one minute.
They don't know that sound can lead away ghosts.
Shanzi Wei gritted his teeth and picked up the alarm clock. He opened the door and instantly attracted the attention of the pearl milk tea. Shanzi Wei silently cheered on the girl, and then ran up to the second floor with all his strength and rushed to the innermost guest room. He adjusted the alarm clock to 10 seconds before the bell rang, opened the cabinet to put the alarm clock in, but he didn't expect to bump into the rose blood.
The two looked at each other in shock for a second, Shanzi Wei quickly recovered: There is almost no time--
He didn't have time to say anything, turned around and ran to the opposite study room, casually stuffing the alarm clock into the cupboard on the podium.
Just this is not enough. Shanzi Wei couldn't even catch his breath, and returned to the stairs on the second floor, making the most fearless shout in his life.
"I'm here, come and catch me—"
Click, click, click, click, click! ! !
The shouts of the white-haired youth echoed in the ancient house, and almost the moment he shouted, the sound of ghost footsteps fell on the first floor stairs.
So fast!
Shanzi Wei didn't have time to run into the expected entertainment room. His brain was blank and rushed into the study room on the right, hiding in the initial position in a panic.
Did it see me? Am I closed? Did I really set the alarm clock? ...
The cold sweat slid down the white-haired youth's cheeks, and Shanzi Wei's thoughts were chaotically shrouded in fear.
"Ticket is good... well, I, I, I, I have come to you—"
The sound of a ghost close at hand completely froze Shanzi Wei’s thoughts. His wide pupils reflected an abnormally white hand, which was holding a flower knife, and the flower knife reflected a flat, distorted face. , Seems to be smiling at Shanzi Wei.
Shanzi Wei's soul made an overwhelming noise, and he thought numbly: It caught me.
It seemed that after a second, or a century, Hengyuan's sound came from the other side of the world. It was not loud, but it pulled Shanzi Wei from the edge of death.
"Zi...Three bears live in one family, father bear, mother bear, doll bear..."
The alarm goes off.
The cute ballad instantly attracted the ghost's attention. It stopped drilling down on the desk, and swayed its deformed body and quickly left the study.
Shanzi Wei crawled out of the table with soft hands and feet, his thoughts still paralyzed.
Even if I know this is a game, even if I know that the big deal is death, I still fear when I face that kind of thing, and I can't help myself.
Fortunately, everything went well and this ghost call was successfully resolved.
"Ling Ling Ling~~~Ling Ling Ling~~~Ling Ling Ling~~~"
Shanzi Wei gradually returned to his senses and found that the satisfactory solution was only his imagination, and the ringing in his ears did not stop.
Why hasn't the ringtone stopped? Didn't the bubble tea answer the phone?
Shanzi Wei hurriedly ran to the door and looked carefully into the corridor. At the end of the corridor, he saw the shadow of a ghost.
Obviously the ghost has been led away, why didn't the bubble tea answer the phone? What's the matter?
Soon Wei Shanzi realized something more serious--wait, now...how long has it been?
Then Shanzi Wei heard the scream.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
It is hyacinth.