Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

This building is still intact, without any trace of persecution.

The door is also sealed and there are no cars around.

It is obvious that the supplies here have probably not been searched.

The people in the team looked at each other and all smiled with satisfaction.

They got out of the car, picked up their tools, and prepared to break in.

But just when they were about to get started,

There was a man who looked a bit older, standing in front of them.

Lame, his face covered with the wind and frost of traveling,

He shook his head, just as he had been warned that night, dissuading everyone not to go in. It was very dangerous inside.

But the team obviously didn't take his words seriously. They pushed him aside happily and started to use tools to pry open the door.

The man tried to persuade him, but no one listened to him.

at last,

He slumped down on the ground with a pale face and kept saying - It's over. It's over.

soon,

The door was forced open.

The team entered the building easily.

The man did not enter, and looked at them absentmindedly as they walked in happily like lambs.

The despair of that year seems to still be before my eyes.

"boom--"

The heavy iron door slowly closed.

Like the final judgment of death,

Completely blocking the inside from the outside world.

The sunlight from outside can't shine in, and it's dark inside.

This building has welcomed another batch of fresh meat.

When the ignorant lamb walks in,

What awaits them will be endless unknowns.

Hell or heaven,

The answer will be revealed soon.

—End of text—

【Extra】

this day,

When someone breaks into the building,

The young man felt the fluctuation under the first floor for the first time.

He puffed out his cheeks and said nothing, as if nothing happened. He leaned against Yun Si's shoulder, clinging to her.

The sound insulation between floors in the building is quite good.

Therefore, none of the screams from the first floor reached the third floor.

Even though the first level is full of blood and dead bodies,

The third floor is still quiet as usual and decorated very warmly.

Yun Si looked at the book and suddenly felt a faint smell of blood.

She is extremely sensitive to blood, so as long as the distance is not too far, she can feel it.

Her eyes were on the book and did not move for a long time.

He didn't say anything, even if he knew, he pretended not to know.

Slowly rubbing the boy's head, his expression remained as usual.

She knew that this was probably his biggest concession.

He has always regarded this place as his and her home, inviolable.

So once someone breaks in, he will be very agitated and will use all means to kill them.

She couldn't say much, so she could only pretend that she didn't know.

At least he was trying his best to control himself.

Yun Si's eyes fell on the person next to her inadvertently.

He stared at her, and although he was sulking, he was still very quiet and would not disturb her reading.

Seeing Yun Si looking over, his cheeks became more puffy and turned to one side.

She doesn't speak and looks like a grandma.

Yun Si was silent for a moment, looking at his side face, and suddenly her heart softened.

For no reason, I thought he was actually sensitive and careful.

It just never showed up to let her know.

Yun Si looked at him quietly and smiled,

"Zai Zai."

".what?"

She slowly came closer, her red lips slightly raised, "Do you want to do something very intimate?"

The young man paused and raised his head.

"I'll teach you, okay?"

She slowly put her arms around his shoulders, smiling charmingly.

"I believe you will like it."

The young man looked at her steadily and said nothing.

After quite a while,

He leaned into her arms obediently and hummed softly.

he thinks

He seemed to know what it was.

—End of extra chapter—

Zha Tang has something to say: You can imagine some things on your own. In fact, I am very inspired, but I am afraid of being blocked, so I dare not write.

【sigh】

When I write this, I can’t hold back my little hands, thinking about writing a few chapters with a big fat chapter,

It's a pity that my good inspiration was wasted.