Dijia walked over and lowered his head to study the weak and unconscious God of Doom. "Are you saying that this is the black fog we saw in the hotel room?"
Baili Xin: "Yes, that's it."
Dijia pinched his chin and looked up and down at the God of Misfortune for several times before he asked in confusion: "Why is it like this? What about the other boy?"
Baili Xin: "It must have been locked up because it signed a contract with the person who summoned it in the hotel. As for the other boy..."
The God of Misfortune hid in Xiaotou's shadow at that time and left with Xiaotou, but how did Xiaotou turn into a painting later
Is Tohru really in that painting
I'm afraid the answer can only be told by the parties involved.
Dijia: "It can't die, right?"
Baili Xin was also a little hesitant: "I don't know, but he shouldn't die, right? He is a god of misfortune after all."
"Oh, now that I remember this, I didn't tell you before because I thought you had nothing to do with this matter. I didn't expect that you would be involved in this matter again on this train." Dijia stood up on his knees, walked to the desk and opened his laptop. "When I went to the hotel before, I saw that the totem on the cloth spread on the bed was a bit strange. It might be the symbol of an underground religious organization, so I asked a private detective to help me investigate."
"This icon is very secretive, and it took a long time to find this clue. Fortunately, the private detective is very skilled and finally helped me find it."
"This totem is a pattern believed in by a certain religion during the Western theological period. It was about two hundred years ago. People at that time believed in religion and some people began to use religion to control humans. The circles inside and outside this pattern are considered to be planets, that is, the earth. The eyes inside the circle represent the eyes of God. The high gods will always keep their eyes open and overlook the earth, taking in all the filth."
"They relied on this kind of psychological suppression to gain many believers."
"Later, science defeated theology, atheists gradually gained the upper hand, and many religions slowly disappeared."
"Although it has disappeared openly, it is said that some religions have been secretly entangled with believers."
Baili Xin pulled up a stool and moved closer to Dijia to look at the information on the computer. "Are there any special events in this religion?"
"That's interesting to say." Dijia slid the mouse, and the pictures and text on the computer moved down quickly. "This religion really had an incident, and it's a bit similar to what we are facing now."
"In 1802, a mass suicide occurred in a small town in the West, and the town believed in this religion at the time. The survivors firmly believed that they saw the gods descend to the world at the moment of their death, saying that the gods would protect them throughout their lives."
"The missionary disappeared after this suicide, and the same thing happened again in another town a year later."
"This time a reporter happened to be there and secretly filmed the scene."
The slender fingers stopped, and the computer stopped at a black and white photo.
In the huge fire totem, a strange-looking monster was suspended in the air, with chains tightly entangled its body.
"Kidnapping 'Gods', this is not their first action." Dijia's finger continued to slide down, and finally stopped on a black and white photo. The man in the photo was wearing a neat suit and giving a passionate speech to tens of thousands of audiences.
Dijia pointed at the man in the photo and said, "His name is Kergaman. He was originally an unknown politician. After he joined this religion and became an elite of the religion, his political career quickly took root and he soon became one of the hottest candidates at the time. If he had not died unfortunately later, he would have very likely become the leader at the time, and perhaps the subsequent history would have been completely changed."
"After his death, the religion quickly fell silent and gradually no news about it was heard."
"If the power of gods really exists, then his success at that time was likely also dependent on some kind of power."
"The reason why he suddenly became famous was because he predicted several major events. Economics, disasters, natural disasters, etc. He seemed to have the power to control nature during that time. Humans have a desire for the strong, and he became the most popular candidate in people's hearts because of these events."
"By the way, several of his fellow voters died in accidents. They were accidents, but they were very strange. One was driving on the road and was struck by lightning, and another died suddenly at home from asthma even though he had medicine with him."
"He had mysterious and strange symbols all over his body, so after he died, people nicknamed him the 'Wizard Politician'."
Baili Xin: "How did such a powerful person die?"
Dijia raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, "It's funny to say, maybe it backfired."
Baili Xin turned her head, with a big question mark in her beautiful eyes: "???"
Dijia: "Because it concerns the reputation of the country, this secret private detective took a long time to dig out."
"He was found dead at home. His body was green and folded and twisted in a weird posture. He died on the bed. His death was extremely miserable. Do you want to see it?"
Baili Xin nodded.
Dijia: "Then be prepared mentally. Tell me if you are scared."
Baili Xin nodded vigorously again.
As the computer screen moved, a black and white photo appeared on the computer.
A person was lying on the bed in a strange posture.
Just as Dijia said, his death was horrible. All his limbs were bent in opposite directions, and his neck was flipped backwards and stuck directly to his back. His originally long body was now rolled up into a turtle shape and thrown on the bed.
Dijia carefully observed Baili Xin's expression, and suddenly Baili Xin exclaimed: "Ah, how scary."
The next second, a warm body crawled into his arms, "Dijia, so scary."
The young man's voice sounded a little aggrieved, and he buried his head in Dijia's arms. His soft and flirty hair was like a Persian cat, rubbing against his arms.
Emperor Ga: “…”
How about finding some horror movies for young people to watch next time
s419m:…
You're not scared in a basement filled with heads, so why are you scared of this
Humph, cunning host!
All of Dijia's anger and worry turned into tenderness in an instant. He closed the computer, held the young man's waist and gently lifted him up to hold him in his arms. He stroked Bailixin's soft hair like he was stroking a cat, and his voice was so soft that it could squeeze water out of it. "It's okay, don't be afraid, it's just a photo. I've turned off the computer."
Baili Xin hugged Dijia's waist even tighter, as if trying to draw more warmth and security from him.
Seeing the young man's dependence, Dijia's heart melted, and he no longer had the slightest intention of scolding the young man. "It's too late, go to bed first, and we can talk about any problems after you wake up."
The young man groaned from his arms: "You sleep with me, I'm scared myself."
Dijia's heart skipped a beat: "Okay."
Worried that Baili Xin was afraid of the dark, Dijia left a night light.
This was not the first time the two of them slept in the same bed, but Dijia was still as nervous as ever.
The young man's slender white neck was right in front of him, and he bit off the young man's slender neck with white skin in an instant.
Some horrible thoughts that he had suppressed began to surge in his heart again. Dijia closed his eyes in pain, not daring to look directly at the handsome young man beside him.
He is a monster.
He didn't realize this at first, but when he went back to take a shower and clean the wound on his wrist that night, certain images flashed through his mind.
It was a picture of himself pressing the young man against the wall.
That fleeting image did not stay in his mind for too long, until that time when, after a long period of repression, he finally remembered many things he had deliberately forgotten.
The ugly self, the terrifying self, the strong self, the cruel self.
He claimed to be a humble gentleman, but he showed his most brutal side to the young people, and it happened more than once.
When he woke up that time, he saw the young man lying unconscious at his feet. The white tiles of the bathroom made the marks on the young man's body even more eye-catching. Those marks were the evidence of his guilt and proof of his brutality.
He regretted and blamed himself.
After he packed up the young man, he even forgot to leave him a single word before fleeing.
He didn't know how to face the young man.
He couldn't tell the young man that the person who brought him great pain was himself, the one who provided him with a place to stay and was called a "good man" by the young man over and over again.
Like a coward, he kept numbing himself with work and even wanted to live in the company at night.
But when he thought about the young man staying at home alone, he was afraid that he would be scared, so he finally chose to go home very late.
But every time he faced the young man, the deep self-blame and guilt always made him suffer like a torture.
He wanted to tell the young man the truth, but was afraid to see disappointment and disgust on the young man's face after knowing the truth.
Until one day a travel company wanted him to invest in the company. He was not interested in the project and was not optimistic about it. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was just a rehash of an old project with no profit at all.
Until the other person said something that touched his heart.
He said that halfway along the route, you will pass by a cherry blossom forest. This cherry blossom forest uses special seeds, and the cherry blossoms bloom all year round. In such a romantic environment, many things that you cannot say normally will come out of your mouth.
However, if you say it out loud, the other party will agree more naturally.
The long-standing troubles found a breakthrough at this moment. Before leaving the company that night, he couldn't wait to call Baili Xin and asked him if he was interested in joining the train trip.
After so many days, he already understood his feelings for the young man.
But even though he knew how he felt about the young man, he could not forgive himself for deceiving him.
All relationships are built on trust. If he starts with deception and concealment, he will ruin his own happiness. He can only start over if he confesses everything to the young man.
What he was waiting for on this train was tomorrow's cherry blossom forest.
Tomorrow in the cherry blossom forest, he will be honest with the young man. No matter what expression the young man uses when facing him then, it is all his own fault.
But I didn’t expect that the travel agency was so smart that they actually changed the first-class carriage into a double bed room for the honeymoon.
Dijia felt like crying. If he told the young man everything tomorrow, would the young man misunderstand that he did it on purpose
Damn it.
He took a few deep breaths and suppressed the desire that had just surged in his heart.
He hardly slept the whole night.
…
Baili Xin only slept for four hours and woke up at seven in the morning.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Dijia sitting up beside him, his eyes were clear and bright, without any sign of sleepiness.
Baili Xin rubbed his eyes, "Morning, are you awake?"
Dijia avoided Baili Xin's gaze and said, "I slept for a while, but I couldn't fall asleep. You should rest for a while, and I'll get you breakfast."
Baili Xin stretched lazily, and his soft pajamas piled up with his movements, revealing his white collarbone.
Dijia's heart skipped a beat and he quickly stood up and left.
After waking up, Baili Xin went to the living room and found that the God of Doom was still there.
He thought about it, took out the mermaid heart from his backpack and tried to heal it.
But unfortunately, the Mermaid's Heart didn't work.
Baili Xin had guessed this result long ago, so he was not too disappointed.
The body of the God of Doom was covered with wounds of various sizes, which looked hideous, but these wounds were not fatal. Moreover, some of the wounds had long since healed, leaving only hideous scars. No matter how you looked at it, these wounds were not the culprits that caused it to fall into a coma.
The black mist lingering around it was intermittent and looked very ethereal, as if it would dissipate in the next second.
The chains wrapped around it didn't look anything special, but they were unusually hard. He tried cutting them with a dagger and other weapons, but the chains didn't budge at all, not even a scratch.
How can I wake it up when it looks half dead
“Haha, haha, haha.” Just when Baili Xin was at a loss, a familiar laugh sounded above his head without warning. While Baili Xin was stunned, the little black-haired monster had already appeared in front of him, saying in an exaggerated and excited tone: “I never thought that you actually solved the princess’s riddle. Are you going to be the first lucky person to successfully pass the level? No way, no way, there is actually someone who can pass the level?!”
Baili Xin glanced at the black-haired little monster, raised his charming smile and smiled at it gently: "Thanks to you."
The black-haired little monster froze for a moment, then trembled and said, "It has nothing to do with me. You are just too lucky! Humph, I really hope you stay on this train forever, so that I can appreciate your desperate and miserable appearance!"
Baili Xin was not angry. He simply sat on the sofa and raised a piece of cake from the dessert plate above his head. "This dessert is delicious. Try it. I'm not lying to you."
The black-haired little monster opened his eyes wide, "Are you crazy?! I am a monster, the one who dragged you from your comfortable environment to this place of death, and you actually gave me snacks?! Shouldn't you hate me?!"
Without saying a word, Baili Xin stuffed the snack into the black-haired monster's hand, and then he picked up a piece from the table and took a bite. "It's really delicious. It tastes good."
The little black-haired monster held the snack stiffly, hesitating for several seconds before taking a tentative bite.
After taking the first bite it paused for a moment before continuing with the first bite.
Baili Xin looked at the black-haired little monster with a smile: "It tastes good, right?"
"Hmph, so vulgar." The black-haired little monster's tail swung left and right. "Nothing more than that."
After saying that, it opened its mouth wide and stuffed the biscuit into its mouth.
Baili Xin took another piece of cake and handed it over, "Then try this."
This time, the little black-haired monster held the pastry in his two small hands without much hesitation and started eating it bite by bite, while the tail behind him shook faster and faster.
Baili Xin saw this and said, "Take all these cakes with you when you leave. If you want to eat more, come to me again. I will prepare them for you at any time."
The black-haired little monster stuffed the cake into his mouth and said with a smack of his tongue, "Who wants your things? You can't accept rewards without merit. Don't even think about bribing me with cakes."
Baili Xin: "I'm not trying to bribe you. I just want to give it to you. Why are you looking for me?"
The black-haired little monster cleared his throat and said, "Oh, I came here to tell you, congratulations on finding the princess.
Baili Xin: "How do we rescue the princess?"
The black-haired little monster said casually, "Don't you already know? If you destroy the painting, you can kill the bride. Once the bride dies, the contract will be invalid, and your mission will be completed."
"It's easy, right? As long as you complete the last step, you can leave here with a generous reward."
Baili Xin held his chin up and looked at the black-haired little monster. Under such a focused gaze, the black-haired little monster felt frightened: "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face? Did it get crumbs from the snacks I ate just now?"
Baili Xin shook his head: "No, it's just a little interesting."
The little black-haired monster: "What's so funny about this? How dare you, a mortal, laugh at me?!"
Baili Xin: "No, I'm not making fun of you. It's just that after I linked these five tasks together, I realized that the ultimate goal of these five tasks is to save the God of Doom."
The black-haired little monster was stunned. "So what? This is a mission. I'll save you. Don't you want to complete the mission and die here?"
Baili Xin: "Of course I don't want to die here, but I'm also curious about who is so determined to save the God of Doom."
The little black-haired monster: "I don't understand what you are saying at all. It's just a game, why are there so many whys?"
Baili Xin: "Is it Xiao Tou?"
The black-haired little monster froze. "What do you mean by 'little transparent' or 'little bright'? I don't understand what you are saying at all!"
Baili Xin continued to ask questions: "Who are you? What is your relationship with Xiao Tou and the God of Misfortune? Why do you want to help me?"
The black-haired little monster's eyes widened, and the hair on his body exploded as if in attack mode: "I'm just the supervisor of the mission, what does I have to do with them?! And when did I help you?!"
"This thing was stuffed into my hand, right?" Baili Xin took out the crumpled note from his pocket. "The princess is in the first car. You are helping me."
The black-haired little monster stretched out his hand tremblingly: "You, you, how did you find out?!"
Baili Xin: "When you gave me the thing, I felt your hand. Although it was in the dark, I can tell you confidently that my sense of touch is very keen."
The black-haired little monster's eyes widened, "So you just gave me the cookie on purpose just to touch my little hand? You filthy rascal!"
s419m: That’s right, you bastard!
"..." Baili Xin twitched his lips, "All's fair in war, just tell me if it's you!"
The black-haired little monster answered Baili Xin's question with a "humph", "So what? I'm helping you out of kindness, you should be grateful."
"If it's you, then I'm very curious about the relationship between you and Xiao Tou." Baili Xin opened the note and placed his fingertips on the words on it. "When I first saw the handwriting on this note yesterday, I always felt that I seemed to have seen this handwriting before, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it. It wasn't until I took out the painting "Rose Boy" in the first carriage that I saw the signature in the lower right corner."
"I finally know why I feel the handwriting on the note looks so familiar. The handwriting here is very similar to the signature on the painting, but it is only very similar, just like the handwriting of the student union and the calligraphy teacher are very similar. They are not written by the same person, but the two are somehow related."
Baili Xin narrowed his eyes, restraining his initial gentleness, and pointed his sharp gaze at the black-haired monster, "You and Xiao Tou are connected. What is the relationship between you two? If you want to save both of them, you'd better tell me everything. I don't like being used as a gun."
The black-haired little monster no longer had its usual arrogance. It looked at Baili Xin, then at the God of Doom who had fainted on the ground. It flew to the table with its tail drooping and sat down. It tucked its little hands and feet into its furry body, and its entire body immediately curled up into a ball.
After a moment, it spoke somewhat unhappily: "I am their child."
"Clang—" the biscuit in Baili Xin's hand fell on the table.
He looked blankly at the ball of fur in front of him, then looked at the God of Doom on the ground, and finally, Xiaotou's beautiful and delicate face appeared in his mind.
Um, no offense meant, just pure curiosity.
How did a man and a monster give birth to a furry ball
Baili Xin was a little confused: "Biological?"
The black-haired little monster rolled his eyes at Baili Xin and swung his tail angrily: "Why, don't you look like him?!"
Baili Xin: "..."
Tell me, how are they similar
The black-haired little monster glared at Baili Xin again, "Do you still want to listen? If you keep looking at me like that, don't even think of me saying another word!"
Baili Xin gave in in an instant: "Listen, listen, speak quickly."
The black-haired little monster stretched out a small claw from its furry body, picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into its mouth. After eating it, it slowly said, "Let's start from the moment when Xiao Tou's father left the hotel."
"Dad Misfortune is a love-brained man. He fell in love at first sight when he saw Tohru's dad. So even though he knew he would be tied up in shackles after signing the contract, he still accepted it."
"It helped Xiao Tou kill all those who bullied him, took him as its bride, hid in his shadow, followed Xiao Tou back to Fei's house, and then began a series of revenge." Recently, the code has been seriously converted. To make us more motivated and update faster, please move your hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you