The woman didn't want to take the other party's meat at first, but she couldn't bear the other party's enthusiasm.
Xiao Li shoved it into her hand three times, and finally put it in her arms and didn't let go, selling Amway without changing his face: "Try it, this is my... my husband made it."
Perhaps the woman could get rid of the opponent's entanglement when she saw that she would not follow. She grabbed the edge of the plate with her backhand and took the meat from the neighbor's hand, looking at everyone in the room one by one: "I take the This, you have to eat all of my meat, all of them, you have to eat."
When she said this, her hair that had fallen due to Xiao Li's actions floated up again, and her scarred face was lifted up, blocking the door, as if it was blocking the only way for everyone to survive.
Xiao Li asked directly, "Is there a time limit?"
The woman originally looked at Luo Shan in the middle of the room, but now she turned her face to Xiao Li, and repeated in a steady tone: "Time?"
"I promise, before tomorrow night," Xiao Li reached out and brushed away the hair that covered her eyes, he lowered his voice, and was no longer as cold as before, "I will eat all this meat."
The nameless woman took a firm step back, the hair with claws and claws climbed to the roof in the next moment, and then fell back in an instant, she squeezed the plate in her hand: "Yes."
She went back to her room and started cooking the next wave of ingredients.
The next morning, after the first door next door opened, the man's scolding followed one after another.
Just sitting in the living room, everyone can listen to this ethics drama completely and without missing a word.
Fu Jianlin's voice was sleepy: "It's so late, you didn't make breakfast?"
Then came the cracking sound of pots and pans. Obviously, the man couldn't rest well due to the fright left by the pen fairy yesterday, and now he is looking for trouble with his wife in the early morning.
The woman hurriedly said: "Do it, do it, it will be fine right away."
"What are you eating today?" Fu Jianlin asked.
"Porridge, porridge and olive dishes."
Fu Jianlin was obviously dissatisfied: "So perfunctory, what are you doing? And your son, I didn't sleep well all night, and if this continues, I will kill him sooner or later, and you!"
The woman said, "No, you, don't do this..."
She lowered her voice and went to take care of the child again, while Fu Jianlin turned on the rice cooker in dissatisfaction, took out a white bowl from the cupboard, and prepared to cook porridge for herself.
Just when he had just finished half a bowl of porridge and was about to pick up the olive vegetable in the refrigerator, he suddenly saw a bowl of fried meat on the table. It was very fragrant and still warm. and pepper.
In the unobtrusive corner, Tan Li took back the hair of "delivering food".
"Damn, this mother-in-law, secretly made meat and didn't give it to me? Which adulterer are you going to give it to?"
Fu Jianlin's anger rose all of a sudden. He glanced at the room where his wife and children were with hatred. He was about to go up and beat them, but when he looked at the baby's face, he hesitated again and simply retreated.
For some reason, since yesterday, Fu Jianlin has always been a little restless in his heart.
He always felt like he was...
Forgot something.
And it was something he absolutely didn't want to recall, but this amnesia-like feeling made him subconsciously want to remember while he was extremely uncomfortable. I don't want to go up.
Fortunately, there is no meat next door today.
Fu Jianlin stepped on his slippers, took the bowl of meat back to the table, picked up a piece with chopsticks, put it on the porridge, and swallowed it in one bite.
Xiao Li, who was separated from him by a wall, leisurely tossed a coin—
Back, head down.
In front of him, a notebook was scrambling to write something, and Sintian was recording the story.
Fu Jianlin chewed two bites of the meat and felt that the meat was a bit old, but fortunately, it was better than nothing, and Quan was a pot sticker.
"Dead mother-in-law, I don't know how to make it tender."
He drank half a bowl of porridge twice, took another piece of meat, and devoured it.
This fried meat seems to have some kind of magic, the more you eat, the more fragrant, the more you want to eat, the more you eat, the more you want to eat, and before you know it, he has emptied the entire bowl. sound.
The porridge is gone.
Fu Jianlin put down the bowl, spread it out on the chair, and stretched his feet out of his slippers.
However, the strange thing is that although the fried meat is gone, the smell of meat in the air is still there.
It's not just the residual smell, it's like there is an invisible person frying more and more meat in this room, and these meats exude a fragrance that fills the whole room, and the fragrance is suffocating.
Even if Fu Jianlin was full, his mouth continued to secrete saliva.
He jumped up unbearably, opened the door and walked into the corridor to breathe, but no matter where he went, the smell followed.
Fu Jianlin felt in a trance that he was the source of the fragrance, not his home.
He was dizzy and unable to think normally. He subconsciously patted his pocket to see if a piece of meat fell into his pocket, but soon, Fu Jianlin was horrified to find that the smell came from his mouth transmitted from.
It came out of his throat, from his mouth, from his nostrils.
"No no no no-"
The aroma became stronger and stronger, until the smell of meat completely surrounded Fu Jianlin, and he fell down on the stairs, away from the door of his house, he completely remembered it!
He was already dead, he was chopped into pieces and put in the freezer, and the murderer was his submissive wife!
His body was dismembered, but his soul was locked in this residential building, constantly reincarnating, wandering between day and night.
That is, at the same time as he recalled everything, the entire building, including himself, underwent changes. The corridor was filled with a rotten aura, the door on the first floor reappeared, and it returned to reality from the realm.
And Fu Jianlin watched as his hands became smaller and smaller, the bones intertwined, and eventually shrunk into a baby.
The beautiful young man walked out of the next room. Fu Jianlin remembered that the pen fairy called him Sherlock. He cried and wanted to crawl away, but it was a pity that this body could not support him to do such a difficult movement. Sherlock stopped In front of his eyes, staring at him for a long time.
That piece of meat was the one that Xiao Li asked Tan Li to put away, and it was the fried meat made by a woman when she was in the state of a ghost at night.
In the transition between day and night, the roles of Fu Jianlin and his wife are reversed. During the day, they are the memories before the woman died, and at night is the reality. Between the two, Xiao Li believes that the key to breaking the game is this piece of meat. It can remind Fu Jianlin of "reality".
Xiao Li looked at the baby that Fu Jianlin transformed into for a while, then he reached out and picked him up, walked into his house, and handed him over to the woman.
The baby in the room had already been turned into a corpse, and the nameless woman had scars all over her body. Sitting next to the baby, she looked up at Xiao Li and took the child in his hand.
The unknown woman and the baby beside her sank into the little yellow book, and there was a blue light opposite to it.
Xiao Li unfolded the small yellow book and found that there was an extra line on it:
[Anonymous female corpse, you can view the source of the name.]
Before Xiao Li could click, scenes of memories appeared in front of him.
The story of the anonymous female corpse is simple and simple.
In the beginning, it was just an ordinary family.
The woman was a cowardly character since she was a child. She was the youngest daughter in the family.
She has several brothers above her. In the early years, her parents still contacted her. When they contacted her, they either asked for money or help. Until she also had a child, her parents could not get more oil and water from her, so they cut off contact with her. .
Before the woman can grieve the disappearance of her parents, her husband's change grabs all her attention.
In the early years, Fu Jianlin didn't say how good he was, but he had a good personality, but since the birth of the child, he became suspicious because of a joke from a colleague, "Why doesn't this child look like you, old Fu".
Treating his wife has changed from occasional beatings and scolding to frequent, and even suspected that she was having an affair with other men.
Once you start thinking about it, you can't stop yourself from thinking about it.
Fu Jianlin began to beat and scold her every day, constantly picking on her from all sides.
For the sake of the child, the woman initially chose to be patient, but it was not until Fu Jianlin felt that the baby's crying was too annoying and wanted to block the baby's mouth with something, and the woman chose to resist for the first time.
But she couldn't beat Fu Jianlin at all. Fu Jianlin was strong and strong, and he could make her cry bitterly by dragging the hanger directly.
The woman thought, the child is all right.
The residential buildings they live in are not well soundproofed, and the neighbors know exactly what happens in their house every night, but that's of no use.
In the beginning, there would be people who would disapprove of the fight and bring the mediator of the neighborhood committee, but Fu Jianlin was not crazy in front of outsiders. He would explain that it was just a spur of the moment and put all the blame on the woman, and at the same time appeased the neighbors and got mediation The staff's understanding, but secretly threatened her that if she dared to speak out, the child would be killed.
The woman has no money and no access to external information. She is not highly educated, so she can only rely on Fu Jianlin. In desperation, she can only endure.
She lives step by step every day, enduring taunts from her husband.
Sometimes neighbors would come to appease her, saying that they would help her, but after seeing Fu Jianlin, there was no more.
The neighbor's daughter is studying at a university in a coastal city of S. When she came back from the summer vacation, she brought back many souvenirs from a building in the city of S, and there were all around, including women.
That is, when she came into contact with the souvenir, she came home and opened the box. There was not only a commemorative sign, but also a small light blue ball. It was very beautiful, like a combination of the universe and the sea. Women liked it very much. It was strung on the child's hand as a bead.
The outbreak of the incident was that one day, a woman went shopping for food, encountered a road closure on the way, and came back late.
For some reason, Fu Jianlin believed that the woman's late return was to hang out with the wild man. That day, he lost his temper and scolded people over there. The woman didn't want to quarrel with him, so he opened the frying pan to prepare fried pork slices.
But Fu Jianlin became more and more angry when he looked at her. He believed that the woman had already greened him, and the child was not his seed. On that day, he pressed the other person's head and shoved her into the hot oil pan. inside.
And before the woman died, he dragged the crying baby and put him in.
The woman was dead, and Fu Jianlin left her at the door of the vegetable market late at night.
And after the woman died, she turned into a ghost, and the fragments of chaotic power magnified her ability. She killed Fu Jianlin, cut off his flesh bit by bit, and added her own flesh to make a dish, please everyone Neighbors tasting.
Her flesh is mixed with her own resentment, forming a field. The power obtained by those who eat her flesh is essentially a parasite of part of her body. She can manipulate these people at any time and turn them into her own "children" ".
Later, she entered the Sun family.
The domain power belonging to the female corpse disappeared, and everyone returned to the funeral home from the residential building in an instant.
The young man in the funeral home was still asleep on a bed, and the bed where the nameless woman's body had been lying had returned to an empty appearance.
Xiao Li was holding the chaotic power fragment in his hand. The pale blue crystal was beautiful, like a fluorescent jellyfish on the deep sea floor, floating in the air.
They walked out of the funeral home and stopped in front of the gate.
The rain on the top of the head has not stopped, but it is getting bigger and bigger, and it has the intention of drowning the whole world.
Back to reality, Wang Huai and others' phones rang immediately, and several new WeChat messages and missed calls poured into them. They had to pause to check under the eaves, for fear that they might miss some news.
Ye Zeqing still maintains the cold image of middle school 2 when dealing with outsiders. He didn't intend to read the news on his mobile phone, but instead leaned over and asked Xiao Li, "What should I do next?"
Xiao Li ignored him, he looked at the rain curtain in front of him, and suddenly held the crystal as if he had caught something, and held it up in front of him—
This time, through this thing, he could clearly see the so-called gap cracking.
Just like the picture in the movie, the real sky begins to split, and there are gaps visible to the naked eye, like lines drawn by strokes, they are intertwined and spread to the distance, either dense or scattered.
When these gaps are cracked to a certain extent, the gods will be able to invade.
The existence of rain is too easy for people to ignore these gaps, they are inconspicuous, and they are eating away reality a little bit.
Xiao Li stretched out a hand, caught a drop of rainwater, and also touched the gap. He directly penetrated the past. The reality and the gap seemed to be in two different dimensions, and they did not completely overlap.
Shen Mizhi looked at him through the crystal.
"There's no time," Xiao Li put away the crystal fragments, his voice was a little heavy, and he looked away from Shen Mizhi, "Let's go."