"In the dark cabinet, the dim light of the wall lamp came in through the gap in the cabinet. I was fascinated by the light and suddenly noticed something wrong. Why are there so many footsteps
The door of the church is not open, and there is only a priest living in it, so what is the 'thing' that appears in the church at this moment
I thought of going to my five strange people. When I opened the church door, they were watching the whole thing coldly on the balcony of the dormitory on the sixth floor? "
Cen Jin felt a little tired from maintaining the same posture for a long time, so he twisted his waist and crossed his fingers on the back of his head, as if he was holding his head.
I don't know if it was because everyone was telling horror stories, which caused him to have a feeling of being stared at.
At this moment, the long-haired girl was lying on the table staring at Cen Jin, her dark and beautiful eyes watching him tenderly.
However, Cen Jin didn't notice it, but Furiluo discovered it.
"My brain told me not to be afraid, just like I was hiding here last time, just watch the priest interact with that mysterious plaster statue in a weird way, and I'll be safe when it's dawn and when they leave.
But I couldn't control the fear, my whole body was trembling, my teeth were chattering, and in order to prevent the sound, I tightly hugged my arms to restrain my trembling body. Until the light in front of me dimmed, my fear reached its peak, I turned my head slowly with my neck stiff, and saw a row of eyes staring straight at me from the gap.
Have you ever seen the whole row of eyes on your arm
Less than twenty centimeters away from me, pressed against me, stared at me, and then bent over as if to laugh at me, the huge fright put me in a brief coma.
When I woke up and found myself still in the cupboard, I heard the pastor say: If you want holy water, repent sincerely to God, if he will forgive you. "
Having said this, everyone has already guessed Cen Jin's routine, and they couldn't wait to ask questions to make things difficult, but he took the lead and said: "Whether you can guess my routine in advance, you must wait for me to finish speaking, when it is in the middle Break my logic when the field is eliminated."
The others were silenced and temporarily shut up.
Cen Jin continued: "I heard them take turns entering the confession room to repent, and the first person to repent was the woman with red high heels."
The elite man pushed his glasses and waited.
"Red High told the woman that she was in love with a man who was a married man.
She met him in a special workplace. He is elegant, easy-going, humorous, mature and stable. He is a good man who has a successful career and cares about his family.
A woman who lacks a family of origin and longs for a father's love quickly falls into disrepair. She is willing to take off her high heels and put on an apron for this man. After get off work, she prepares a meal for him in the kitchen. When she goes to work, she sits in his car and accompanies him to drinks. Bureau, business trip, willing to be a little three with no name and no points for him.
Until she could no longer restrain her inner desire for monopoly, she appeared directly at the man's house, told his wife about their affairs, and asked her to fulfill her.
She thought she could get a man in this way, but she was not only driven away by the police, but also pointed at her nose and scolded 'crazy, I don't know you at all'.
She left the police station in a daze, and in the sympathetic eyes of passers-by, she suddenly realized that the man's derailment was all her fantasy.
She is immersed in fantasy, in love with madness and joy, and in love with madness and a monopoly and delusional mind.
As a result, the dream shattered and he fell into a deeper madness.
One day, she secretly vandalized the couple's car, took a taxi on the side of the road and followed them all the way, watching them go to a banquet lovingly, walked out of the reporter's spotlight, and returned to the car that she had sneaked into. Countless times in the car.
She watched the taxi drive over the bridge, and in a trance, she seemed to see wilted leaves floating in front of her eyes, and the next second there was a loud noise, and a sharp wicker pierced through the glass and almost pierced her eyeball.
I don't know if it was the shock or the pain of losing her lover, so that she broke down on the spot, pointed at the driver and scolded, and immediately took out her mobile phone to complain.
She cried hysterically in the confessional room, crying about her lover and dead love, then laughing wildly, then sobbing softly, crying that she didn't mean it, but that she was in love, and that she was in a sea of evil, with nowhere to run, and then Delusional self-help.
After listening to her description in a cold sweat, I only thought that she was an incomprehensible, morbid psychopath.
Then came the lawyer man. His confession was very simple. One day he received a divorce lawsuit and found out that the client was not married at all, but he saw that the beautiful and charming client fell in love at first sight, so he was willing to act for her.' Divorce proceedings'. "
Listening to this narrative, it seems that the protagonists have switched roles.
They looked at the elite man, who pushed his glasses in confusion: "How did you guess that my protagonist is actually the client?"
Everyone was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, the elite man still hides this kind of careful thought. You must know that the first reaction of most people is to regard the first-person perspective as the protagonist. As a result, he turned around and watched the protagonist's morbid 'love' from the first-person perspective!
"Key words, love." Cen Jin said, "I think an excellent story will obviously not digress. You are an old player, so you won't make the fatal mistake of digressing in the first round."
The 'question' in 'off-topic' refers to the key word, which is the core of the story. The name of the story can be carried over to the next round of the story, but the key word cannot be used, because it can only be used in one round.
The lawyer man's story revolves around divorce, car accidents and weird rooms. The only thing missing is the element of love. From the perspective of a lawyer, the client in his eyes hears the death of his phantom lover in a car accident. The joy of victory.
This has nothing to do with love at all, and obviously doesn't fit the keyword of 'love'.
But if the red high-heeled woman is a 'little three', then the smile is because of love and hate, and the marriage out of nothing is more evidence of her morbid and crazy love. This is the truth in the lawyer man's story.
"When a lawyer encountered a car accident, he wondered why a group of people were quarreling, because his client was in the crowd at the time, dragging the driver crazy." Cen Jin added.
The elite man sighed: "Amazing."
The truth of his hidden story is indeed true, but the assumption is much more common than Cen Jin's story. He only imagines the red high-heeled woman as a 'lover' who is not satisfied with the status quo and is expelled, so love and hate.
And Cen Jin directly set the red high-heeled woman's love as a delusion, making her 'love' chilling.
"Really amazing." Elite male: "Are you an old gamer? How did you think of such a frightening trend of delusions of love?"
"In the story of 'Heliu', passers-by said, 'The two dead people heard that they came back from a major meeting'. In the subsequent supplementary story, I personally feel that a mayor who is willing to follow the advice of the citizens and is obviously committed to his career must cherish feathers , will not take his mistress to major meetings, nor will he be able to steal food outside. After all, there are many officials who have been reported by their mistresses and sacked.
So according to this logical reasoning, it may be assumed that the red high heel woman has nothing to do with the couple who died in the car accident. "
Cen Jin looked at the short-haired girl: "Did you guess that when you said that?"
The short-haired girl subconsciously glanced at the long-haired girl, forced a smile, and nodded vaguely: "Well."
Cen Jin glanced at the long-haired woman's dark eyes, and withdrew her gaze without emotion and continued: "The third person who entered the confessional was a sanitation worker. As soon as she entered the cubicle, she squatted down, gnashing her teeth while Telling the misfortune of childhood, the old house was on fire, both parents died, dropped out of high school, had to go out to work, and was bullied everywhere because of insufficient education.
At first, I slept in the trash can, so that my body was full of stench, and if I accidentally bumped into a pedestrian, I would be scorned, scolded and beaten.
One night, she accidentally bumped into a group of thugs, and her apology was useless. She was dragged to the river bank under the bridge. She cried desperately, and watched as pedestrians heard the sound but turned around and ran away, and then she became violent in despair.
The bastard restrained her hands and feet, took off her top, and saw the shrill screams from behind her upper body. They even rolled and ran away, but no one who discovered her secret could live.
She grabbed the shovel and cut off all the heads of the gangsters, burying them under the roots of the newly planted willow tree, fearing that the bodies would be found, so two days later, she applied for a job as a sanitation worker to maintain the sanitation of the moat.
The sanitation worker hates his colleagues. He listens to them talking about their children's studies, and then pretends to ask her why she doesn't study at a young age. Is it because she can't read? It's really annoying, so every time she sneaks into the staff dormitory and drags away and kills her talkative colleagues during the day.
No one suspects her because she doesn't live in the staff dormitory.
She lives in any house in the city and changes every once in a while, like a hermit crab.
Sometimes I find a vacant room and live happily for the first half of the year.
Sometimes she has to hide in the ventilation ducts, and she can only come down when the owner goes to work or school. Of course, she has to be careful to avoid those surveillance cameras. This kind of house can only live for a month or two.
Recently, she found a nice house owned by a woman who talks to the air, kisses and makes love. She sometimes hides in the cupboard and sometimes watches her performance from the ventilation duct.
The newly-arrived mayor passed the proposal to shovel Heliu. She was a little panicked and walked across the scene of the accident. The woman who was pestering the driver and the squashed car flashed in her mind. She ran back to the house with a smile on her face. Put on a woman's dress and her red high heels, dancing in the living room.
Her eyes were so sharp that her hearing was almost negligible, and it took a long time to hear the doorbell, and she stood silently behind the door, looking at the man outside through the cat's eyes.
A lawyer man.
' He was lying on the ground and, through the crack of the door, saw the feet embedded in the red high heels, my feet.
He was terrified, he must have seen my secret.
But I won't kill him because I'm in a good mood today, but I have to leave the city. '
The sanitation worker spoke calmly in the confession room. The red high-heeled woman and the lawyer man, who were completely ignorant of the ugly faces, suddenly giggled and laughed to the point of mad laughter that penetrated the brain, scratching their nails frantically in the confession room. Shouting mournfully: 'Uncle! uncle! I can't control it! I want to steal, I just want to steal! Our whole family is a thief! '
The fully wrapped driver fell to the ground on the spot, regained some strength after a long time, and crawled into the other confessional room with difficulty, on the other side of the cabinet where I was hiding. "
Having said that, the student sisters have already hugged each other and said, "What about the good story?"
Cen Jin waved his hand and said, "I didn't finish speaking. The driver said in the confessional that his father was a thief, and he was shot to death during the turbulent times. In order to survive, he also became a thief, from From stealing wires, iron, glass windows of schools, to burglary, and going in and out of prison many times.
Once, he met a black boss in prison and asked him to steal a painting from Liben. The salary was so generous that he was tempted. After the driver was released from prison, he was going to smuggle Liben. He saw the money saved by his brother, sister-in-law and mother at home, and he couldn't help stealing the money.
He wasn't short of money at the time, he just wanted to have fun.
Stealing is like drugs. Drugs are deeply rooted in his veins, and they will attack every once in a while, and stealing things can relieve this itch.
He successfully stole the painting from Liben, but he didn't give it to the black boss. He was shot and killed.
He took the painting home in a daze, and touched a passerby's wallet on the way. The happy smile on his face froze before it was fully unfolded, because he found that the wallet he touched disappeared, but an eye was added to the palm of his hand.
The driver was frightened and unable to restrain his addiction to stealing, so that he had more and more eyes on his body, and people became more and more mad. He begged the doctor to goug out his eyes, but the doctor sent him to a mental hospital.
He escaped, returned to his hometown, and hid in the attic. He felt that his eyes were screaming 'loneliness'. They wanted to peep and steal. He tried his best to restrain himself. Do not dig countless holes in the wall to satisfy their voyeurism.
Until one day he broke down and found that the eyes of his mother and brother and sister-in-law had been stolen, and he knew who stole it.
The night before he moved to the old house, he sneaked into his niece's room and stood at the head of his niece's bed, with the fan blowing behind him, and with trembling hands, he opened the front of his niece's clothes and saw a black line split on his chest , the jet-black eyeballs turned around a few times, staring at him suddenly.
The driver said: 'At that moment, I seemed to hear sharp laughter in the room, my eyes were laughing and my pictures were laughing. I wanted to kill my niece, but in the end I couldn't. '
Later, he fled to a big city to be a driver who dared not see the light. He wrapped himself tightly every day. After a long time, he could not tell whether the eyes on his body were real or hallucinations.
He also didn't know whether the eyes on his niece were real or hallucinations.
There was only one thing left in his life, a redeeming death. "
"Damn it!" The hat boy couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arms. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Cow, it's too strong. It fits my keyword: hallucinations."
He couldn't help but analyze with great interest: "After the driver stole the painting, he began to live in a world where illusion and reality are intertwined. The eyes on his body should be hallucinations, his niece's eyes... Listening to the description of the sanitation worker just now, It could be a hallucination or it could be real.
There are two real reasons. One is that the eyes of the driver's brother, sister-in-law and mother were gouged out, and the other is that the gangster was violently frightened when he peeled off the sanitation worker's clothes. It is possible that he saw the eyes on his chest.
The reason for the hallucination is the lawyer.
At that time, the lawyer was lying on the crack of the door and saw the red high heels. His fear was that there was something peeping at him behind the door, not the eyes on his feet. "
Furiluo shook his head: "Not necessarily, you forgot the violent quarrel that the lawyer man heard before going upstairs? Combined with the driver's real-world experience, maybe the hundred eyes will affect the surrounding magnetic field, causing hallucinations, like lightning twisted Like a mirage created by a magnetic field, the sanitation worker, that is, her niece, may have real eyes on her body, and her kleptomania is actually more serious than that of a driver.
Because when she was eight years old, she said she never stole again.
In other words, before the portrait of the Baimu woman was hung in the room, she had always had the habit of stealing. She said that everything in the house was about to be stolen by 'she', and the 'she' here refers to the Baimu in the painting Female.
But is it really the girl who stole it
If it was the one who stole it, why did the adults in the family behave calmly
The only reason is that the niece stole it, and her kleptomania is even more serious. She replaced the uncle who was only hallucinating, and even replaced the Baimu girl in the painting and became the new Baimu girl.
Therefore, the quarrel between the men and women that the lawyer heard on the day they went upstairs was probably the hallucination created by the new Baimu girl, and the scene reproduced the usual delusions of the red high-heeled girl.
And the protagonist of the yellow hair said that he saw a row of eyes in the cabinet, and he also felt a dense line of sight on the ceiling when he took a nap.
My personal inclination is that the hundred eyes on the niece are not hallucinations. "
The long-haired woman applauded: "It's amazing. Your brain is bigger than mine."
Cen Jin pursed his lips and ignored her.
The short-haired woman's expression was stiff, and she retracted the hand that was wrapped around the long-haired woman's waist and quietly moved away from her, but no one noticed her change.
Firiro looked at the boy in the hat and said: "'Death that longs for redemption' is really good and summed up very well. His 'Kushinaluo' and the 'd' word for my coffin are actually this mean.
Kusinara is the place of Sakyamuni Nirvana, and it is also a holy place for many monks to make pilgrimages. It is a metaphor for the righteousness of cultivation, and it also means to pray for redemption. Just like the 'd' inscribed on the coffin, death is the road to redemption, not reincarnation in hell. . "
Fu Riluo excitedly grabbed Cen Jin's arm and said, "Student Huang, you really surprised me. Maybe you are suitable for our Brahmins. I am willing to recommend you."
Huang Mao politely refused: "I am a proletariat who believes in Marxism-Leninism-Maoist communism." If you join you, you can't help but engage in red liberation.
Afterwards, this sentence was very condescending.
Fujiro was not angry when he was rejected: "It's okay, you continue to say, what will happen to my story?"
Cen Jin: "The boy in jersey has nothing to say. His repentance is nothing more than regret for disrespecting the dead and the dark wizard, hoping that the souls who haunt him can rest in peace. He knows that the priest of the church can exorcise demons and the magical effect of holy water, so he came to the church alone. Please help the pastor."
Furuo: "G? That's it?"
Huang Mao shrugged: "Your story line is too complete, the logic is rigorous, and the cause and effect echo each other. You don't need me to narrate more to end it."
Fujiluo: "Hahaha... It's all my fault that I'm too smart."
Yellow Hair: "..."
The red-lipped girl couldn't wait: "What about me?"
Huang Mao: "Every sinner has repented, but some are still obsessed, some are remorseful and painful, and they have been forgiven and expelled by God respectively. The pastor obeyed God's command, saved the boy in the jersey and the driver, and expelled the lawyer, red high heels and sanitation workers. .
And when I was hiding in the closet, when I wanted to leave, I missed the best time to escape because my feet were paralyzed, and I found that the priest had gone and returned, dragging the unconscious lawyer, red heels and sanitation workers back, and throwing them all in In a huge bucket, pour the collected holy water and other unknown potions, melt them, and then use plaster to shape a strange beast.
Then replace a plaster beast next to the statue of God, smash it, mash it into powder, and become the rose flower fertilizer in the garden. "
The red-lipped woman's expression was tangled: "I TM turned into a cast?"
"Your story is too perfunctory."
In other words, I will only treat it perfunctorily.
The red-lipped girl frowned and said angrily, "What can I do? The story line is like this, and I also tried my best to lean on my partner. If it wasn't too restrictive, could I be perfunctory?"
Cen Jin took advantage of the situation and asked, "What restrictions?"
Red-lipped girl: "I think I have a main story line that is different from yours."
Cen Jin: "Sure enough."
The two student sisters were stunned: "Ah? There is still a main story line? Isn't it free to play? Rely on personal imagination and the keywords provided by the video game city to make up the complete story line of the identity card."
Red-lipped girl: "This is the insidious part of the story club. It won't even tell you the main story line. Players have to figure it out by themselves. We are old players. We established a large group a few years ago to exchange information with each other. In addition to the story line of the personal identity card, there is also a main story line.
This main story line has a fixed room route. For example, there is a main story line called psychic, and the keywords about this story line are in the four rooms of 1357, so there must be one player who plays exactly 1357 four rooms. In this room, I just got the script of the 'psychic' story line, and encountered relevant NPCs to provide clues so that they won't be eliminated.
A very, extremely, super invincible and sinister main storyline!
One of the main storylines I got, called 'The Town of Stupidity', has absolutely nothing similar to yours, so I had a hard time telling it. "
"Then, does our room also have a main storyline?" Fu Riluo asked Cen Jin, "Student Huang, did you guess it?"
Cen responded.
The red-lipped girl and Fujiro asked at the same time, "Are you also an old player? Which group?"\\"What is it?"
Cen Jin: "Hundred-eyed girl."
Then, he said to the red-lipped girl, "No, it's my first time playing."