Chapter 300
[Hongli: grass. 】
"Paji"
The book is closed.
Hong Li turned around and looked at Hei Yang. The moment their eyes met, their pupils trembled. The two quickly moved their heads away like an electric shock, stretching in opposite directions and gasping for air.
"Hahahahahaha..."
"Huhahuhahuha..."
[Heiyang: Are you feeling better? 】
[Hongli: I’m still a little excited! 】
[Heiyang: What a coincidence...]
[Hongli: Me too! 】
"Hahahahahaha..."
"Huhahuhahuha..."
"Um?"
Xiaohuo turned his head to look at his parents who were sick not far away in confusion, with a confused look on his face.
"Well, grandma, mom and dad, they look very painful, as if they have trouble breathing!"
"ah?"
Lan Yuying tilted her head and glanced at Heiyang Hongli, then calmly moved her gaze back to the window.
"Don't worry about them, let's just look at our scenery."
"Aha?"
Xiaohuo tilted his head. This kind of situation has never been mentioned in the inherited memory...
Well, pack it up, store it, compress it, and put it into the revised version of Xiaohuo's inheritance memory, and tell the future generations of Xiaohuo that they don't need to worry about this situation.
Well, if there can be descendants...
Phew, she is still a child, that kind of thing is far away from her, then look at the scenery, look at the scenery, haha...
"Change, change one!"
Hongli took a deep breath, took out another book from her storage bag, and replaced the original study material.
"This is a horror novel that I just bought. I heard it has a good reputation. Please help me check whether it is qualified to enter Hongli Little Bookstore!"
"This is pretty good!"
Hei Yang glanced at the title of the book: "Who's Outside the Window".
(Then someone will subconsciously glance at their own window)
"Well, the horror story cools down, reasonable!"
Hei Yang nodded, gently adjusted his lying position, retracted his hands into the quilt again, and watched Hong Li turn the pages of the book.
"Don't look at the table of contents."
Hongli turned directly to the text: "Otherwise it will affect the reading experience."
"major!"
Hei Yang liked it.
"But then again..."
Hei Yang asked doubtfully: "We have both been to the underworld, will we really be frightened by horror stories?"
"Tsk, tsk, you are an amateur at this, right..."
Hong Li snorted and lowered her voice.
“Reading a book is like having a conversation with a person, they will use various ways to show you the world deep inside...
This has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, there is only the difference between being able to see in and not being able to see in..."
"learned……"
"now it's right……"
Hong Li moved her body, tilted her head and leaned on Hei Yang's shoulder, showing a happy smile.
"You know, I've wanted to read books and comics with you like this for a long, long time.
I was looking forward to that scene, thinking that if this could happen, I would be so happy that I would cry! "
"what about now?"
"I was right."
Hong Li looked up at Hei Yang, her eyes sparkling.
"You will only become happier and happier..."
Hei Yang wiped the corners of the girl's eyes and said softly: "I will do what I say."
"Um!"
The conversation stopped, and the clasped hands were covered by the quilt.
The pages of the book were turning, and the words were flashing in his eyes.
"Hey!"
Lan Yuying patted Xiaohuo furtively and pointed in the direction of Heiyang Hongli with an excited look on her face.
"Look, look!"
"Huh?"
Xiao Huo turned around and looked: "But grandma, mom and dad are just reading quietly together?"
"That's what I showed you."
Lan Yuying smiled: "That's what happiness looks like!"
"Well……"
Xiaohuo blinked and nodded in understanding.
Xiaohuo's revised version of the inheritance memory package adds content: That picture is called happiness...
Chapter 278 During the New Year in the first lunar month, the whole family reunited, so they took an airship to Tianxiang City to visit the elders, but the elders were still awake.
When Hei Yang Hongli saw the title of the book "There's Someone Outside the Window", they had already started making various guesses about the content of the book.
First of all, it’s a horror novel. The time should be dusk, evening or late at night, right?
After all, for horror, we must first create an unknown and mysterious atmosphere. Once the fog map is opened, the line of sight is blocked, so that the sudden appearance of ghosts or bad guys can appear scary!
You can't wear a black night suit and go out in the noon sun, right?
After all, it's broad daylight, and people can see you from afar, so how can you be scary?
Besides, the sun is shining brightly at noon, and the ghosts and monsters are not too worried about the heat, right?
Oh, people work in the middle of the night, so they have to work overtime during the day, right?
Damn it, workers from all walks of life unite!
Then there's the location and the windows. There's a high probability that it won't be somewhere in the wilderness or deep in the mountains. Of course, it doesn't rule out the possibility of getting lost in the wilderness and suddenly seeing an unexpected cabin.
Well, and then there are the words "someone", which eliminates the possibility of ghosts a lot.
Once combined, you can imagine a general picture of the story: the victim is a scumbag with a force value of five, meets a few teammates, has an accident, and is trapped in a strange old house.
Everyone gathered around to discuss and decided to stay here for one night and wait for dawn before finding a way to go out.
There may be a few small disputes, small quarrels, all kinds of dog-blood and tearing, which tell everyone the personality relationship between these characters.
(Generally at this time, everyone can label each character with labels such as Short-lived No. 1, Cannon Fodder No. 2, and Encumbered No. 3.)
Then it's sleep, can't sleep, small noises, this one wakes up, that one wakes up, and maybe someone in the team suddenly opens his eyes and shows a gloomy expression of "I'm not a good thing".
After making a fuss until late at night, no one can sleep, and they gather in a circle again, saying "Ah, I feel someone is watching us all the time", "Ah, there's something wrong with this house", "Ah, so scared, sob", to show that they finally know there is a problem here.
(Normally, normal people would find that kind of scene creepy at first sight...)
Then everyone decided, yeah, it's almost dawn in the second half of the night anyway, let's chat together, tell ghost stories, tell positive energy and sunny stories, etc., and wait until dawn together.
Hey, someone will make trouble at this time, no, I just want to act alone, after all, I woke up in the middle of the night, and it's reasonable to suddenly want to go to the toilet, right?
Cannon fodder 1: No, no, hold it in!
Troublemaker: Huh? Who are you ()? How dare you speak loudly to me?
Extra 2: Ahahaha, then let someone go with you, so that you can take care of it.
Troublemaker: I don't want to listen, you bastard.
Short-lived 3: Well, let me say something fair...
Troublemaker: Do you say it's fair? Are your fair words necessarily fair?
Well, then the sweet-mouthed thorn offended a circle of people, and finally got the right to go to the toilet freely, and disappeared from everyone's sight. The next shot should be a corpse that is not very peaceful.
Shock, panic spread, anxiety created, at this time, a few more shots of the window, such as a shadow suddenly flashed by, making the whole audience tremble with fear and run around.
The poor physically tired from running, bent down to take a breath, raised his head, oh, oh, fell behind and was out.
The tension was created, the feeling of suffocation was strengthened, and the visibility was getting lower and lower, as if there was wind in the ears.
So some people began to lose their mentality, and finally shouted that I want to leave this damn place, no matter whether it is dawn or not!
Then there will be disputes, and one or two will fall behind.
At this time, some clues about the murderer behind the scenes are thrown out, such as the childhood shadow diary, a certain event marked with a red cross in the newspaper, and the male and female protagonists gradually figured out the identity of the murderer behind the scenes.
Then the murderer suddenly jumped out to start the boss battle, escaping or being killed, and then the murderer took out a certificate of mental illness to force an explanation.
Finally, the text appeared: This story is purely fictional, blah blah...
Well, this is the version imagined by Heiyang and Hongli.
However, as they read, they both looked stunned, shocked, unhappy, and angry... This story...
It's so fucking outrageous!
The two of them subconsciously tilted their heads back tactically, with an expression of "old man's mobile phone on the subway" on their faces.
"This, this, this..."
Heiyang's mouth twitched: "What the hell is this..."
"Huh..."
Hongli gradually became expressionless, and the whole person was in a "numb" state.
"If I am guilty, please let Heiyang punish me vigorously, instead of letting me see this kind of a, this kind of outrageous story!"
This is completely different from what they thought!
Well, how should I put it? The author seems to want to describe the horror of human nature...
So he invented such a small town, and then put a group of cattle and horses into the small town...
This small town contains traitors, fence-sitters, ungrateful wolves, saintly bitches, widows, minotaurs, celestial dragons, hermaphrodites, people who are fun, and some who are not sure if they are human...
The elements are quite complicated, including but not limited to brothers turning against each other, tigers eating their own children, fathers loving their children, unethical love, betrayal by close friends, neighborhood disputes, revenge of wealthy families, disputes between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, filial piety, true and false daughters, tearing up mistresses, spy games, midnight horror, criminal investigations, high-energy battles, and survival...
Well, at least it involves... the grievances of two generations!
As for the person outside the window, he wasn't some murderer holding an axe, he was the victim...
The protagonist's perspective was Lao Wang's...
Two pairs of dull eyes moved together, like a zombie, turning the last page and seeing the end of the last paragraph...
[The wooden board on the window was removed, there was no need to hide it anymore. 】