MTL - Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss-Chapter 157 Fanwai "In the Mist"

["Huh! Huh!"

The heavy sound of breathing passed from his side, and Leonard hid his mouth tightly in the dark cabinet, his eyelids jumping.

He didn't even dare to breathe, fearing that the monster outside the cabinet would startle.

Although, the grim-faced, drooling monster was once his son.

His wife had been killed, her head had been cut off, and her favorite carpet had been wet with blood.

And now it's his turn.

After a while, the monster who could not find its prey left the attic.

Leonard came out of the cabinet and breathed in the air in this dusty place.

"Cough!" He was stunned by the dust, and he could only cough in a sullen breath, and did not dare to make a sound to attract the monsters downstairs.

Pat

The sound of water drops falling.

Leonard shuddered and slowly raised his head, looking in the direction of the sound above his head.

There is nothing there.

Is he too nervous, hallucinating?

Leonard was sweating all over, and looked to the left and right, and his face turned pale immediately.

I saw ahead, in the quaint mirror.

A young body was hanging behind Leonard, and the blond-haired head on the body was shaking above Leonard's head.

Blood fell down the chin of the skull.

Looking at the bruised face on the corpse, Leonard cried silently.

That is, his son. 】

——From "In the Mist"

Ding Dong——

The door to Santa Maria's High School was opened, but the robot on duty in the gatehouse was unaware.

A group of a dozen people just entered this high school silently.

They decided to go to the school's archives to find information.

"Why can't we search directly on Xingwang? It's a bit too risky to come directly! What if the transfer student is a boss? Wouldn't it be destroyed by the regiment?" A thief-eyed reincarnation looked bitter Said relatively, the pace also slowed down.

After hearing this, the saints, who were originally spirited, were a little hesitant.

"It's ... yes, isn't there a lot of movies that are performed like that? The transfer students who were bullied at school turned into ghosts and killed the whole class."

The blonde woman elected as the interim captain began to feel a little impatient with the teammates who heard the rain.

She closed her eyes, barely suppressed the anger in her heart, and calmly said, "That's another movie! Well, don't be afraid of it, how can the boss be so easy to see?"

"I guess the plot of this movie is nothing more than decryption. The boss usually comes out last, either being killed by the protagonist or destroying the protagonist group, and no one knows the truth until the end of the movie."

"But you can't be sure, just guessing." Uncle Baifa coughed, his voice was slow and ironic.

The blonde woman frowned, and a mocking grin was drawn from her mouth.

Hum, these people, the more stupid the more I like to make trouble! Think you're smart.

If she had not been kicked out by the team because of the failure of the last mission, where would she be mixed with the dregs at the bottom of the reincarnation space!

Now dare to doubt her judgment! It's stupid to be home!

But even though she thought so, the blonde woman still didn't say it. She put up with the bad breath and said coldly: "It's no use talking, just go if you don't want to go! Follow up if you want to follow, but don't I blame me for not reminding you that it is easy to make an order! "

After that, the blonde woman walked straight to the archives room, and sparsely followed a few samsaras behind her.

The remaining reincarnations looked at each other for a while and followed.

After all, they really don't have a better choice now that they know nothing about the plot.

Uncle White Hair followed the team lazily, expressionless.

He recognized it, not changing his tone.

This senior reincarnation is as arrogant as ever.

Late at night.

The small bungalow was lit, and orange light spilled out the window, bringing a warmth.

In the living room.

Zhou Yu took a cup of coffee and placed it on the table, holding a book in his hand.

The blood-red ghost sat smartly on the sofa, watching the white mist rising from the coffee in front of him.

Looking at the flattering ghost image, Zhou Yu's beautiful black eyes bent involuntarily, feeling that the atrium was warm.

When he was still in a mental hospital, he felt lonely whenever it was night.

Even if I didn't say it, my heart was empty, as if something very important was missing.

But now, just watching this horrible ghost image quietly, he couldn't help bending his mouth, and his heart was filled with unprecedented joy.

There is no more indifference.

Legend has it that the ghost will charm the mind.

It stands to reason that this inexplicable affection should arouse his suspicion and resistance.

But I don't know if he really fell in love with this ghost or was fascinated by ghosts, and even thought that it would be good to live like this.

That's it. It's good to be together forever.

Maybe it's because the taste of being accompanied can be addictive, and it's hard to bear loneliness ever since.

Sitting next to the ghost, Zhou Yu lay lazily on the sofa, half of her body leaned against the ghost, and her long long legs curled up on the sofa.

From the perspective of ghosts, just to see the exquisite collarbone exposed under Zhou Yu's loose collar, fair and smooth, and the complexion is white like milk, making people have the urge to lick up.

Brother, it looks so good.

The ghost image repeated this sentence in the heart 1,500 times, and there should be a strange feeling of heat in the body that should have only been painful.

He used to suppress the hot feeling, but he was confused.

In the afternoon, the ghost kissed his brother at the seaside. He thought he would be well-learned, but he did not expect his brother to continue to look at the sea after his cheeks were red.

This makes the ghost a bit scratchy.

He was entangled with his elder brother and was looking forward to his response, while he was afraid of his rejection.

"Are these people your enemies?"

The dark-haired, dark-eyed boy opened his black-and-white eyes, and looked at the ghostly figure sitting still.

!! !! !!

The ghost was startled, almost thinking that his careful thoughts had been pierced by his brother, and the blood on his body had stopped for a while.

Looking at the ghost that was so scared, Zhou Yu was helpless.

He groaned and touched the ghost's hair scattered on his forehead because of shock, and raised the book in his hand.

In the book, a page of religious introductions came into view.

[Almighty God]

[A picture: the **** of human mermaid bat wings]

[The deities sleeping on the bottom of the sea will wake up under a grand sacrifice and fulfill all the wishes of believers. ]

Zhou Yu's sharp knuckles pointed at a pattern at the bottom of the page.

It was a singular symbol. The fire-red lines entangled at the bottom of the page, but did not look messy, but had a mysterious beauty.

"..."

The ghost looked at the symbol, his breath gradually drew down, and his eyes were covered with blood.

The scene from his death reappeared in his blue pupil.

A huge bizarre symbol was painted on the wall, and his father waved at him with a long military knife.

Stab it--

The blood spread and reddened the world.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm a little monster today.

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