If it is a spring dream, there is a beautiful night attack, it is naturally a crooked thing, but now I am locked in a basement, except for the guy who is cool in the dark, there is no one else.

What situation?

I subconsciously shrank my neck and rolled away, and the man who held me followed me, choking my neck and pressed me without a word.

Is this a place that is going to put me to death?

The man was covered with stinking and abnormal blood, his hands were slippery and thick, cold as a dead man, and I choked him to close his breath, so I remembered the conversation between the black-robed man and the black-hearted guide, knowing that this guy was eating meat and drinking blood - who would eat meat and blood, and the walking dead?

I did my best, but the man had a great advantage in his strength, and crushed me to death.

I wanted to call "help", and the other person's wet palms suddenly covered my mouth, so that I couldn't shout a word.

The sharp teeth of the man were already on my neck, and all it took was a gentle bite, and the artery above my neck would be torn and his life would be gone.

However, at this moment of life and death, I did not know what was going on, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound in my abdomen.

Gollum, Gollum...

As the thunder sounded, I felt a spasm all over my body, unconsciously convulsing.

My body was constantly shaking, not at all controlled, and this force could not be suppressed even by the man who pressed me, and the golden light appeared, but it made him feel as if he had been electrocuted, and suddenly popped away and rolled aside.

A hot current fell from my belly.

At the three inches of the umbilical, the heat flow began to flow back, spreading toward my limbs, and the feeling of itching made me cry out.

Ah...

I have a bit of pain in order.

I was paralyzed, my claws scratched my heart, I couldn’t figure it out at all, and the man who had just tried to bite me climbed up again, crouched in the dark, and looked at me.

I endured all the discomfort, facing the man on the side of the row, while saying: "Friend, the same as the end of the world, why is it too urgent to fry?"

In the darkness, the man's eyes were slightly red, as if there was a light overflowing, and I was two or three meters away from him, and I could hear him breathing more than a heavy gasp, feeling that he seemed to be more painful than me.

I gritted my teeth and looked at this man.

The two people stared at each other, and after a while, the man’s breathing eased a little, and asked, “You, who are you?”

I felt that the hostility of the other party seemed to have subsided a little, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said to him: "I introduce myself, my name is Wang Ming, Jiangyin people, and I am currently doing technology in a small company in Jiangcheng..."

“The king?”

The man read my name and said to himself with a mockery: "It seems that we are still quite lucky, the names are almost the same..."

He smiled, as if he was involved in the wound, the muscles in his face subconsciously twisted, but did not maintain the posture of forward attack, but sat down ass, I put my heart a little, smiled almost: "Brother, your name?"

The man did not speak, squinted his eyes, and said after a moment, "Those who are not dead and do not dare to humiliate their ancestors, call me an old ghost."

He was still quite alert, in the end still did not say the name, I do not mind, to him kindly nodded, said the old ghost brother Hello.

The smile conveyed goodwill, he seemed to feel a little, and nodded to me.

He approached me a little and asked me how I could be here.

I did not dare to tell him my situation truthfully, and said that I had been caught by a black-robed man, and did not know what to do to me.

As I spoke, I observed this person, and found that his face was very white, and all the blood was dirt between the mouth and nose, and the eyes were full of blood, three points like a person, seven points like a ghost, the whole child was gloomy, let people see the cold in the heart.

As if I could feel my gaze, the man shrugged his shoulders with self-deprecation and told me not to be afraid, you are right, we are both prisoners in cages, why should I separate you from death and I?I will not do anything to you, and besides, there is that little thing in your body, which is very scary, and I dare not provoke you.

I was surprised, can you feel it?

He smiled, attitude was free, said he did not know, but just now felt that the little thing is very fierce, I just had to bite down, maybe I have to lie here.

I don't know why, this person has almost killed me, and now I am full of trust in him, busy asking what happened.

He stared at me for a while, then asked, “You just came in, you don’t know anything?”

I looked around and felt that I was living soon anyway, maybe I would hang up tomorrow, and I would rather die and understand, so I told him what happened to me.

To tell the truth, these words I have been holding my heart for a long time, feeling that I have been holding out my internal wounds, and at this moment, I feel a little relaxed.

Even the strange feeling of numbness and itching in the body seems to alleviate a lot of ordinary things.

However, when I finished talking about this, the focus of the person's attention was not on the clam tire in my stomach, but asked me another question: "Wait, you just said that your friend Agui died, is that the man's surname is a dragon?"Is your company called HARTO?”

I rolled my eyes and said, “How do you know?”

Alas . . .

The man sighed for a long time, and his eyes showed a little sadness, and after a while, he said to me sadly: "Agui is my cousin, my aunt's son, we are all people in Jinpingliang Shi Village, Guizhou."

Oh yeah?

I was full of surprise, looking at this man in disbelief, looking at him with certainty, and suddenly feeling a little dizzy in his head.

The world is so small that I meet my cousin here.

What is this?

The man continued: "I remember you, in fact, we have seen before, last year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, I went to Jiangcheng to play, waiting for my cousin outside your company, I saw you; at that time you seem to be in love with a girl, the woman is very beautiful, I also looked a few more eyes..."

That girl was my ex-girlfriend, Michael.

The world is too small, I did not expect to meet here a seven-curved acquaintance, but in any case, there is a relationship between Agui, two people are also a lot less alert, I dare to ask him why he came here.

The old man was silent for a moment before he said, "You say you are unlucky, I am more unlucky than you, and now you are still a living person anyway, and I am?"I don't know if I'm a dead man or a living man."

Oh yeah?

Does anyone in the world know if he is dead or alive?

I want to ask the reason, but he is not willing to talk more, but talk to me about the after-laws of Agui, unknowingly, the relationship between the two seems to be close to a layer.

When it came to the death of Agui, the old ghost sighed and said that he did not expect Agui to be killed by them, but we were almost there.

I thought, too, that the mood suddenly fell.

The two people were silent for a long time, the old ghost suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, after looking around, his hand reached my back, slowly drew a few words, at first I did not understand his behavior, and when he did it for a second time, I finally knew.

Want to escape?

How can you not think, who the fuck wants to nest in such a bird place, anytime, anywhere waiting for death?

I nodded at the old man, just opened his mouth, but he shook his head.

Is there anyone watching here?

The old ghost's caution alerted me at once, reaching out to his back, trying to ask him what to do if he could escape, but his hand had just put on his back, but he touched a bloody mouth, and the wound turned out.

I subconsciously withdrew my hand, and my fingers were all sticky blood.

I finally knew why his face was so white.

When I met him, the old ghost did not even wrinkle his eyebrows, but guided me to write on his shoulders, and after I had expressed my thoughts, he returned to me with a word: "Wait!"

After saying this, the old man retreated to the corner, shrunk his body back, and closed his eyes.

Through talking to the old ghost, my uneasy heart was somewhat calmer, took a few deep breaths, sat against the wall, and closed my eyes.

In the whole process, my body has been in a state of paralysis and itching, and now it is quiet, the heat flow begins to fade, I subconsciously touched my stomach with my hand, and after I closed my eyes, I felt a slight heartbeat, coming from my lower abdomen.

Smooth, poop...

This feeling is very weak, but I feel the score is obvious, at first I was overwhelmed, after a while, I suddenly remembered.

Is this the fetal movement of the legend?

I, my old king, will not really become a real pregnant woman?

How amazing is this?

I held my stomach like this, with patience to shut up, I don't know how long, I felt the old ghost breathing in the corner began to rush up again, turned over and over, as if it was very irritable.

And I always felt that he was staring at me, but when I opened my eyes, I found that he was just turning his back on me.

What kind of illness did he have and felt like a drug addict?

I was full of doubts, and did not dare to ask more questions, in the midst of such suffering, the iron door finally came the sound of footsteps.

As soon as the door opened, someone threw into a big white goose, the goose fanning its wings and fluttered in mid-air, and in the next second, the old ghost in the corner suddenly rushed over, grabbed the white goose, and broke its neck, and opened its mouth to bite towards the opening.

Eat meat and drink blood and chew.

At this time, the old ghost looked very fierce, there was no calmness of chatting with me, and I was scared and white.

Should I trust the old man?