On the way back, Yin Zhou leaned back and forth laughing in the car, slapping his thigh out of breath: "Haha, little... little girl, still, you're still an uncle, Lin Yan, you are blessed this time, the loli who came to your door !"
Lin Yan couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, and after chatting with Yin Zhoushen for a while, his expression sank again, his hope was shattered, and the things in his hands were in a mess. The setting sun falling on the horizon looked like a crushed roasted sweet potato, Lin Yan couldn't help laughing at himself, the night is coming, who knows what will happen tonight? The country road twists and turns. A squirrel squatting on the ground picking up fruit was disturbed by a car. It turned around and hit a tree in fright. The little guy hugged the pine cone in a daze for a while before changing direction and running away.
Lin Yan felt that his state was not much different from that of this silly squirrel.
After sending Yin Zhou home, Lin Yan sat in the roadside noodle shop until closing time before driving back. Ever since the strange thing started, the word home has become a nightmare. He didn't even have the courage to open the door, let alone face the cold and decaying land of the dead at the door. Lin Yan clenched his fists, and a strong hatred rose from his heart. He had never harmed anyone, and he asked himself that he had never hindered anyone. Why did he let him have no peace
The elevator climbed up layer by layer, five floors, six floors, seven floors...
A gurgling chill suddenly climbed up his back.
Lin Yan was already familiar with this feeling.
After being dazed for a second, he frantically pressed the door-opening button, but there was no response. The elevator rose slowly, and the number on the display screen jumped to 11 and stopped. in the thick darkness.
Lin Yan fumbled wildly on the wall trying to find the emergency call, but his raised hand was blocked by something that shouldn't exist. A long sigh sounded in the solidified darkness, and almost at the same time he was crushed by huge brute force. On the wall, the hands holding his arms were like a pair of iron tongs. They were not at all the strength that human muscles could exert, nor could they check and balance them. However, Lin Yan still struggled with all his strength, cursing fiercely: "Go away!"
That thing has never been so domineering and crazy. It seems that Lin Yan's act of going out to ask for help from the witch and the god man completely angered him. His cold hands grabbed Lin Yan's neck and lifted him abruptly from the ground. Lin Yan kicked his hands. Feet, his own weight plus the strength of that strange hand made him breathless. If the suffocation last night was just a warning, now it is like a complete murder, breathing is getting weaker and weaker, and vision is gradually blurring.
Lin Yan closed his eyes, the remaining consciousness was no longer enough to support him to continue to resist, the closed elevator was like a coffin that was too small, getting tighter and tighter. A sense of despair poured in, it's over, after the humiliation and threats like a cat catching a mouse, the evil spirit finally wanted to give him a break.
It's a pity that his life has not had time to officially start, and it will end in this absurd posture.
As if sensing Lin Yan's docileness, the strange hand let go of his neck. Without a support point, Lin Yan slid to the ground leaning against the metal wall, then kissed his face with cold lips, and slowly moved down, lips, neck, collarbone...
Perverted, paranoid, irresistible.
"I fucked your mother...I fucked your ancestors for eighteen generations...you...uh..."
Moist lips blocked his mouth, Lin Yan shook his head helplessly, but that thing didn't care about the disgust he showed, it separated Lin Yan's legs, knelt down between his knees, and hugged him He stuck his tongue into Lin Yan's mouth and sucked it hard.
Lin Yan could even hear the hissing sound coming from the darkness.
Like a raging beast, he abuses and feasts on his prey before slaughtering it.
The entangled lips and teeth twitched Lin Yan's nerves that were already tense like a bowstring, and his jaw was pinched by the ghost's hand, unable to move. He could no longer restrain himself, and sobbed dejectedly in panic and fear.
The buttons of the short-sleeved shirt were unbuttoned one by one, the cold palm stroked his chest, and the fingers rubbed the bulge.
"Let me go please… "
"I beg you to let me go..."
After destroying his body with the most violent and ferocious means, he slowly humiliated his spirit. The near-death experience told Lin Yan again and again that the invisible force was saying: Your life is in my hands, you Nowhere can I escape.
The shirt was taken off and thrown aside, the cold, wet tongue swirled on his breasts, then licked down his belly. Lin Yan sat paralyzed on the ground, covering his face with his hands. He was completely defeated in this contest, and his voice was crying: "Please... let me go..."
The thing stopped, pulled Lin Yan's wrist to make him stand up, and kissed his eyebrows soothingly. When the light came on, the elevator trembled as if suddenly awakened from a deep sleep, there was a hollow sound of parts being driven, and the green arrow in the center swam upward like a fish.
On the eleventh floor, the twelfth floor, Lin Yan, who was in white, couldn't see clearly, but his body's sense of touch intensified. The ghost squeezed him against the wall and rubbed his waist vigorously with both hands. Goosebumps appeared on his bare chest, he could even feel the monster's clothes, soft fabric, wide sleeves, probably mourning clothes, something like silk hanging on his chest, Lin Yan reacted It took me a long time to realize that it was hair.
Strands of black hair in imagination fit against the rotten and disfigured face, and the bones twisted and rattled.
The elevator doors opened.
He was dragged out of the elevator by an invisible force, pressed hard against the door panel, kissed and tasted repeatedly like a dish, those hands untied his belt, undisguisedly grabbed his soft penis and fiddled with it, Irritable and eager. Lin Yan's head hit the coffee table during the pushing and pushing, with a bang, the pain stimulated his almost numb nerves, Lin Yan began to curse with the most vicious and obscene words he could think of, but the force did not stop, The rough palms pressed Lin Yan's body together, and then he swallowed deeply his already responsive genitals, desperately and crazily pleasing.
Lin Yan bit his tongue until the blood came out, cursing and cursing one after another, until his throat was hoarse, the monster's swallowing became faster and deeper, every time Lin Yan pressed into his throat, cursing The sound began to be long and weak, he panted heavily, and randomly grabbed the man's hair, which was as smooth as a piece of satin.
He vented all into the mouth of a ghost.
There was a swallowing sound in the darkness.
For the ridiculous night and the ridiculous affair, Lin Yan remembered that he vented in "his" mouth and hands four times, until his waist became weak and his throat was hoarse, and he could not swear a word, and finally he sat and couldn't see. On the "person"'s lap, pillow on his shoulder and weep bitterly.
Anger, hatred, fear, humiliation, disgust, but nothing to do.
"What the hell are you?!"
"What exactly do you want?"
Lin Yan said weakly, "I never provoked you."
"I'll help you make yin relatives, burn paper on Qingming Festival, and take a memorial tablet home to worship."
"Let me go please."
There was no answer, the ghost put Lin Yan on the sofa, no matter how much Lin Yan talked to the darkness, he never responded, and he disappeared again without a sound.
Lin Yan didn't dare to keep closing his eyes. He rummaged through the cabinets to find the amulet he bought on a trip and the rosary beads given by his relatives when he moved. He kept a sharp knife by his hand and under his pillow. The spirit is causing trouble. After finishing one by one, Lin Yan turned on all the light-emitting objects in the house, sat in front of the computer, and began to search for information related to exorcising ghosts one by one. The crackling sound of typing on the keyboard sounded particularly harsh in the night. Lin Yan's eyes were fixed on the screen, but his ears kept paying attention to the movement behind him. Backed by incredible perseverance, he is entangled in something unclean, and he must do something before he is slaughtered.
The mantra of rebirth was recited over and over again in the stereo, and the peaceful sanskrit sound filled the whole room.
The emperor's decree, Chaoru's lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, four lives of grace. Those with a head surpass, those without a head rise, kill with a spear, and jump into the water with a rope. Death in the light and death in the dark, wronged and wronged death, creditors and enemies, begging for life. Rescue and save others, urgently save lives
If you recite it 200,000 times, wisdom sprouts will sprout, and if you recite it 300,000 times, you can see Amitabha Buddha in person, and you can get everything you want in this world, and you will not be deceived by evil ghosts and gods. Lin Yan thought, maybe he should be a dojo to save this vain ghost, but he is so hostile that no Dharma sect will necessarily accept him.