My House of Horrors

The middle-aged man was also helpless. He sold pork for half his life. This is the first time he's seen something like Chen Gong: “If you have nothing else to do, go. I didn't kill a pig knife here. ”

“Do you sell the knives you often use?” Chen Gong is Iron Heart. He's going live tonight. Whether it's useful or not, buy a pair on him first.

“How can I do business if I sell it to you?” The middle-aged man had just finished saying that a young man with dyed hair was squeezing in behind the crowd, and he also looked eighteen or nine years old, with his coat tied to his waist and his debt.

When the young man came, the middle-aged man cut the chopping knife in his hand onto the caseboard and rubbed his greasy hand around his waist, walking towards the young man: "You know what else? Where were you last night? ”

“Sing with a few friends and go online.” Young people are wearing headphones and don't seem to want to hear middle-aged crap.

“Why didn't you answer the phone?” The middle-aged man looks much stronger than the young man, chopping off his young man's headphones straight up: “I'm talking to you! ”

Headphones were dragged off alive, young people covered their ears, standing in front of middle-aged people, not saying a word, staring dead at middle-aged people.

“Dumb? Why didn't you come home last night? What the hell do you want?” The middle-aged man had a loud voice, and his aunts and grandparents, who were buying vegetables next to him, began to persuade him. The young man on the other side stared at the middle-aged man, grabbed his headset and ran off to the outside of the market.

“Come back!" The middle-aged man was too busy with business to walk away. He stomped angrily, grabbed the knife on the caseboard and severely chopped the bone open.

Looking at his ferocious appearance, Chan Song regained the money next to the case board very intelligently and left with his cock.

Out of the farmer's market, Chen Gong was looking for a bicycle, and the young man with dyed hair suddenly took the initiative to find him.

“Heard you wanted to buy a hog knife? ”

“I don't want a new knife. What I need is a slaughter knife that's been used for a long time. ”

“I have one at home. Come with me. Don't let my dad see it.” The young man led Chen Gong to a residential building near the farmers' market, where he asked Chen Gong to wait outside the door and later carry a red cloth wrapped striped object out of the house.

“My grandfather killed a pig, and this knife he was going to bring into the coffin, said he wouldn't let the family do the job again, but my father had to leave the knife behind. After that, everything went wrong at home. He lost all his money in the business, and my mother was gone. In the end, he had to go to the food market to kill pigs.” The young man stuffed Chen Gong with the stripes wrapped in red cloth: “This knife is unfortunate, and I don't want to pit you. Take a hundred bucks directly. ”

By the young man, Chen Gong was curious. He lifted the red cloth and looked down.

The pubic pupils beat, as if they had been pinched, and returned to normal after two or three seconds.

Red Brie is a single-edged pointed knife measuring almost 40 cm, probably the reason for the excessive amount of blood stained, and the knife is actually black and red.

There is a blood trough in the middle of the blade and the wooden knife handle surface is like blood filament, leaving a fine red line.

Chan Song tried to swing it twice, a little heavier than he thought.

“This knife feels a little harsh. ”

I don't know how long it has been wrapped in red cloth, but the blade is no longer sharp, but the breath emanating from it hasn't changed.

“When I was a kid, I saw my grandfather bring a knife into the pig's circle, and no pig dared to hum.” The young man looked at the red cloth and reached out to Chan Song: “If you want to be satisfied, give me the money. ”

“Nice, that's what I'm looking for to kill the 'pig' knife.” Chan Gong handed the young man a hundred bucks and left his own phone: “If your father asks you about the knife, you can ask him to call me. ”

“What does this have to do with him?” The young man entered the house with a cold face and money.

“Your father spoke a little rushed. He seemed to have a tantrum, but he wasn't easy either. As far as I know, there was no slaughterhouse near Jiujiang. He wanted to sell fresh pork in the morning. He had to get up after 3: 00 in the morning to go to the suburbs in order to make it to the morning market. ”

……

With live chickens and a hog knife, Chen Gong returned to New Century Paradise, some time before leaving the door open, and Chen Gong came up with his own list from last night.

“Roosters, swine knives, salt... Samsung Terror Scene Hazard Factor is extremely high, if you can't come back safely, everything else is empty talk.” Chen Gong is ready to transform everything on his body into a cardboard that can help him at a critical moment.

He took out the black phone, slid the page to the bottom and locked his eyes in the horror carousel bar.

To be honest, he has a certain psychological shadow about this feature of the black phone: “When I completed the daily task of expanding the haunted house before, it was useless to reward a raffle opportunity. The haunted house has been open for such a long time, and the screaming accumulated is enough to redeem a raffle opportunity. I can't even draw twice. It can't be all haunted, right? ”

Chen Song has always respected and distanced himself from this game of uncontrollable, completely face-watching games. If the Samsung Trial wasn't putting too much pressure on him, he would probably continue to selectively forget about this feature of his black phone.

“Two chances, maybe you can get something to keep you alive.” Chen Gong has always been a very decisive person, his fingers tapped the screen and the turntable spun straight up.

As the turntable slowed down, Chan Sing held his hands tight: “Don't ever make another powerful ghost! ”

The phone made a slight noise and the pointer stopped in one direction of the carousel.

“Draw is complete! Congratulations on obtaining your special prop - White Valentine's Day Candy (Zhang Ya has a 7 percent chance of showing up when he is passionate). ”

“Honest, white, romantic and pure, your friendship will be elevated when you receive this gift. ”

“White. Valentine's Day Candy: Sweet flavors linger on the tip of your tongue, and when you eat candy, Zhang Ya appears. ”

“You accepted a gift that Zhang Yasheng did not send before, and Zhang Yasheng's fondness for you increased slightly. ”

After watching for half a day, Chen Song had an unclear feeling in his heart. He sat on the stairs at the door of the haunted house: “I accepted a gift that Zhang Yasheng did not send before. Why does this sound so weird? ”

With a cold neck, Chen Song turned to find himself with a candy bag behind him, the packaging design resembles a candy bag in a private college dance room in the western suburbs.

He opened it and it was filled with just a grain of white fudge. What's scary is that the candy surface is a girl's crying face.

“This face looks a lot like one of Zhang Ya's roommates. Is she turning her roommate's cruelty into candy? ”

Put the candy in the paper bag, Chen Gong felt it was necessary to calm down: “Although this draw did not draw the ghost, the prize is still related to the ghost. Is it because I am too close to the ghost house that I always smoke these demons? ”

He photographed the dust on his body, washed his face in the house, put the rooster away, and rode his bike far away from New Century Paradise.

“According to the introduction of black phones, there are many rewards on the carousel, and it's time to smoke something good in terms of probability.” Chen Gong stood under the first sun, facing the sun, and clicked on the screen.

The pointer spins fast on the carousel and slowly stops after a dozen seconds.

“What did you smoke?” Chuyang fell on Chen Song as if he had been coated with gold.

“Draw is complete! Congratulations, lucky Grim Ghost, on obtaining a special rare item - the Cry Cassette (3% chance of winning)! ”

“The first time he listened to the tape, he noticed a problem, and there was an indelible murmur in the blank tape, and he tried various ways to eventually restore the content of the murmur. Turns out that was the sound of his dying struggle for help. ”

“Congratulations, lucky Grim Ghost! ”

“Attention! After five accumulated strokes of Ghost, the title of Ghost Ghost Ghost Ghost will be automatically upgraded! ”

……

Chuyang rose, Chen Gong sat on the road teeth, he lit a cigarette and looked at the New Century Paradise 3,000 meters away: “I knew it wouldn't be this far away. ”