What’s the most creepy story you’ve ever known?

What’s the most creepy story you’ve ever known?

A student in the library, 2022415 14:34, a home’s surveillance video.

“Baby, look, Mom can fly! I’m sorry.

“Come on, Mom, take you out. I’m sorry.

“Mommy, what’s wrong with you? I’m scared. I’m sorry.

The surveillance is weird.

A woman, with her arms, moves with wings, step by step towards her child.

The woman’s head is crooked to her right shoulder, and she’s got a huge smile on her face.

The kid looked four or five years old, and he looked scared and cried back.

All the way to the wall, the children were looking at their mothers, and they were full of despair.

The woman held the child with one hand and the other kept swinging her wings.

She took the kid to the living room window.

This is 14th floor.

The children on the way struggled and remained helpless.

At this point, the woman turned her back to the monitor, and her head was still crooked on her shoulder.

“Baby, we’re flying!”

She opens the window, takes the baby, goes down.

Sub-area surveillance shows.

In the course of her whereabouts, the woman was waving her arms with an exaggerated smile on her face.

One.

The dead are in our neighborhood.

As a psychiatrist, I was asked to assist in the investigation.

On the way to the scene, I saw a strange dog.

Ever heard of a very famous smile dog before?

In front of the neighborhood, that’s the Haschi.

It’s scrambling to the right, and it’s exaggerating.

Without focusing its eyes, it looks at every pedestrian with that smile.

Can’t say weird.

Even if I had been a forensic doctor for over two years, I’d be surprised at first sight.

The dog is afraid of something.

I don’t have time to think about it, take my eyes back and drive into the neighborhood.

Two.

The scene has been blocked by colleagues.

Mother named Wang Jing, 31 years old. There is no history of mental illness, family harmony, and good neighborhood relations.

She pulled her son into the building.

It was reported that the two of them had survived and that Wang Jing’s head was stung on a rock table downstairs.

An old man was resting on a stone table.

The blood and brains splattered the elderly, who reacted to what had happened, and passed out.

He was taken to hospital on an emergency basis and remains unconscious.

Wang Qing’s house had surveillance, and we took the contents of the surveillance and saw the first scene.

From the way she behaved, I suspect it was some kind of sudden psychosis, or else she had no motive to do something like this.

Because both bodies look so… it’s going to take a lot of time for the forensics to produce results.

There was another murder in the district while we were still struggling.

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2020415 23:21 Video surveillance in another unit in the sub-sector (supervised sound pickers)

“I’m hungry. I’m really hungry. I’m sorry.

“Sorry Liu, I’m so hungry. I’m sorry.

A man in a black suit back-to-back party. On the ground, on four limbs, like an animal eating.

He had before him the body of a young woman whose throat had been ripped open and bleeding.

The man’s head was buried on the body, torn with his teeth and his words were vague.

He returns from time to time in the direction of surveillance.

It was clear at that time that his face was covered in blood and his mouth was chewing.

He’s eating people!

Throughout, his head was crooked to the right shoulder, and his face was a very exaggerated and distorted smile.

The same as Wang Jing.

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The police were told by other residents of the unit, and when they arrived at the scene, the men jumped without fear.

He had a lot of strength, and the police had a lot of effort to control him.

After having finally had time to see what was going on in the hallway, half of the police officers were covering their mouths, with symptoms of vomiting.

The body of the woman was full of bite marks and the body was missing.

The police officers at the scene said that the building was full of blood and smelled of dirty organs.

5

The deceased, Liu Ya, aged 23, moved here three months ago for work and lived on the fourth floor.

Li Keung, 46 years old, lives alone and lives downstairs.

The killer was in the same group as the deceased, and he also sent a message to Liuya the night of the murder.

LEE: Liu, I’m so hungry.

Can I help you?

In reply, Liu Yaa just walked into the unit door.

Li: I’m starving, Liu. Everything’s finished.

But I’m still hungry.

I’ll die if I don’t eat.

Uncle Li, would you like me to bring you something to eat? I’ll be home soon.

LEE: Hey, no, I’m right behind you.

Six.

There is a certain time lag between the responses of both sides.

By the time we saw the last message, Liu Yaa was on the third floor.

She’s obviously scared. She’s subconscious.

Three layers of acoustic light have problems and are not responsive, and only the sound of a sense can light up.

Li Qiang hid in the shadows, and when Liuya turned back, he came out, and a hammer slammed his head.

Liu Yaa fainted before he could even scream.

Li Jian threw the hammer, crawled over like a beast, bit Liu Ya’s throat and ripped it up crazy.

Acoustic light lit up at the moment when the hammer landed.

From then on, each time the sound-controlled light went out, Li used a hammer to hammer the floor and turn the light on.

Other households were awakened during this period.

No one dares come forward to see such a bloody sight.

It was only possible to return home, close the house and call the alarm.

7

We learned that Li Keung and Liu Yaping had no grudges.

Li Keung should have known that Liu Yaa was coming home every day because of his late work and that he left at 11:00 p.m., hiding in the dark corner of the building ahead of time.

It’s worth mentioning that before she left, she had eaten everything she could eat at home.

We found clean, gnawed chickens and fish bones at Li’s table, and there’s nothing left of them.

Almost all the food he ate was completely unheated.

I looked at the psychiatric report of Li Keung and first removed the symptoms caused by the virus’s brain damage.

And then I realized that the very low connection between the upper right front of his brain and the lower knee band was a sign of over-regulating.

In short, Li Keung feels extremely guilty.

I’ve read a lot of professional literature, and I can confirm that Li is suffering from some kind of mental illness.

However, this disease does not belong to any of the types found in the medical profession.

As far as I know, in contrast to virus-induced changes such as encephalitis, mental illness is completely non-transmissible.

But why is it that there are two consecutive cases in a small district?

The city has recently received an award, and we have been asked not to disclose any information about the case.

The news of the two murders was quickly suppressed.

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On April 16, at 1:00 p.m., when I saw Li Keung, he was crying.

“I’m hungry. I’m really hungry. I want to eat anything!”

The police officer next to me told me that Li Keung had had serious stomach problems because of the hunger.

He threw up several times in the police station, but also demanded food and asked him not to answer.

“Dr. Choi, it’s you.”

“Hey hey hey, give me something to eat. I’m sorry.

“The officer behind you looks delicious. I’m sorry.

Li Qiang looks at us and laughs and says:

I’m next to a policewoman who’s only been here for six months to record our conversation.

When she heard Li Keung, she took steps backwards.

I’m a little confused.

Li Keung knows me?

How does he know my last name is Cai?

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I would like to interrupt Mr. Li ‘ s cry and ask him some more questions and make a further psychiatric assessment.

But he himself was silent.

And then I found him chewing again, and there was more satisfaction in the same smile.

“Hey, what are you eating?”

Li Qiang made a vague sound, opened his mouth and blood was flowing from his mouth.

I saw what was in his mouth.

He bit his tongue off.

He chewed his tongue while crying.

Not long ago, he made a swallowing move.

Then he locked his eyes on his arms.

He bowed and tried to bite his arm, but was dragged to death by two police officers.

But it’s not over yet, just as we were a little relieved, he bit off his lower lip.

Li Keung was pulled away.

Before going out, he suddenly looked back at me and opened his mouth full of blood and told me all over.

He had only half his tongue left to make his speech ambiguous, and I had no power to understand.

“Hey, hey, Dr. Choi, thank you. I’m sorry.

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I was busy all day. I was home about 10:30 p.m.

Actually, there’s not much to be done as a psychiatrist.

But I’ve studied forensics for some time and I’ve been helping the police in the group to do what they can.

Get in the house and get tired.

I just packed it. I fell asleep in bed.

I dreamt of Li Keung.

In my dream, he had a tongue-free mouth and laughed at me.

“Dr. Choi, thank you. I’m sorry.

“Dr. Choi, thank you. I’m sorry.

At 3:00 in the morning, he woke up with a terrible headache.

I don’t mean in the interrogation room yesterday, but somewhere else.

I suddenly thought of something and went to the table to start recording.

Recon, building 6, unit 3, level 3.

Recon Zone 41 Building 2 Unit 10 Floor 2

Recon quarter 33 Building 4 Unit 6 Level 1

Recon Block 1 Building 3 Unit 2 Level 3

The first address I knew was Li Keung’s house.

Eleven.

I tried to remember, but I couldn’t think of any more information about the address.

I always thought I had a good memory, but most of the information was only once, so I could remember.

It has also enabled me to achieve a number of achievements and awards during my university life.

But from about a year ago, I suddenly felt like I forgot a lot.

It’s just that there’s only some vague impressions, but it’s hard to remember.

This is the same address.

I can only guess that I saw the address accidentally, and I didn’t care.

Today, when the case was dealt with, the address of the Li Jian family inevitably appeared several times, together with the excitement of the nightmare, I wrote it down.

I went to the living room to get a glass of water.

My house is on the 15th floor of Unit 1 and the window is about a metre, six, seven.

I didn’t pull the curtains.

The moment when the light was turned on, even if I had worked for more than a year as a forensic doctor with a hard mind, was in shock.

I saw a crooked right.

The face of a man with an exaggerated smile.

And that face,

It’s on the fence outside my window!

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I’m sweating it down.

When did he come?

How long have you been standing outside my window?

This looks like a man in his 30s.

He noticed me too.

“Dr. Choi, you finally got out, hey hey hey. I’m sorry.

He’s loud. I can hear him even through the window.

“Dr. Choi, look…”

I had no time to talk, and he kept talking.

And he said, and he felt something.

Under the light, I see it all.

He probably pulled an intestine with blood in it.

His mouth began to bleed.

But he kept pulling his intestines.

He’s getting whiteter and smiling more and more twisted.

He fell when I looked at those bloody organs and looked numb.

For the first time, I was so overwhelmed that I did not react until he fell.

I ran out.

The blood smell came out.

So he fell down on the earth.

The eyes were staring so big, and there was an exaggerating smile, and there was no breath.

Next to him was a bloodied knife.

He must have used that knife to open his belly.

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I called the police and the victim’s information was quickly traced.

His name is Wang Jian, 32 years old, a programmer, and he lives in 41st and 2nd and 10th floor.

Why did he come to me? Why did he know where I lived? I couldn’t figure it out.

I couldn’t sleep. I sat at the station all night.

At 9:00 a.m., I went with the police to Wang’s house.

The Wang Pu family is in pain.

Wang Qi’s family told us that Wang Qi is introverted and rarely goes out.

In the neighborhood, he smiles, he gets along.

Anyone with a broken computer will do his best to help.

No one could have thought he’d do that.

I saw a picture of him at Wang Cai’s house, wearing black glasses, working uniform, looking at the camera and smiling nicely.

I was a little confused, and I always felt like I’d seen him somewhere before last night’s case.

When you think about it, you can’t remember anything.

As we were getting ready to leave, the little girl from Wang Yi’s neighbor ran over and suggested I was down.

She put it in my ear and whispered it to me.

“Uncle Wang is bad, he doesn’t like small animals. I’m sorry.

“Silently tell you, I saw my uncle hiding in the woods behind the block, slashing out the belly of a little cat and freaking out. I’m sorry.

I touched the little girl’s head and I laughed and said thank you.

Speaking of cats, I can’t help but remember the one I once raised.

It’s a blue short, cute, I love it.

Unfortunately, it was lost six months ago and has not been found.

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Summarizing today ‘ s dialogue and combining the psychiatric report of Li Keung, I seem to have found some correlation.

But the actual cases are too few, I’m not sure yet.

Now the main problem is, why would I suddenly write this address and be able to compete with two patients?

I don’t believe what the gods say, but what happened these past two days is far too much to believe.

I’m even beginning to suspect that this address is the guidance of something in the meditation.

If this is the order of the address, then the next person who has the disease should be in our block number 33, unit 4, 6th floor 1.

I think I should publish this set of addresses, but somehow I’ve been trying to contradict it.

We left Wang’s house at 10:40 a.m.

Go to the head of building 35.

I saw it again.

That laughing dog.

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“Let’s follow it. I’m sorry.

I pulled up two officers and headed for the dog.

That dog is not afraid of people.

Seeing us coming, it’s laughing around our tails.

Sometimes it rubbed me with its body and seemed to want me to touch it.

I couldn’t do it.

The dog saw us ignore it and turned around and left.

We’ll follow it.

All the way to the door of Unit 1 room 1.

It’s smart. Scratch the door with its claws and sit around waiting.

“You’re back. I’m sorry.

Soon the door was opened.

We were just trying to get up and talk, but we were shocked by what we saw.

The one standing in the house.

Is a head crooked to the right shoulder,

A man with an exaggerated smile.

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“Chang Wai!”

I was horrifying.

I know this guy, he’s a psychiatrist, he’s my college classmate.

It’s like we’ve been working on some kind of experiment, and it’s not as good as it looks.

About a year ago, he suddenly left.

“Dr. Cai, hey hey, there you are. I’m sorry.

“I did it, Dr. Choi. I’ve come up with something that’ll come into effect immediately. I’m sorry.

Moneyway’s twirling, taking out a syringe from the table next to it.

“What happened to Cheong Wai? How did you get like this? I’m sorry.

“Hey, hey, Dr. Choi, look, it’s good. I’m sorry.

Cheong Wai smiled and ran over.

We’ve been keeping an eye out for the police officer, a small flash-and-run needle, pulling out a shocker on Chanway.

Money will fall.

We’re all relieved that Officer Song pulled out his handcuffs and approached Chanway carefully.

Chanway has been lying on the ground.

At the most relaxed time of our guard, he jumped and hit Song’s leg with a needle.

Cheong Wai’s dog got scared. It ran around us and ran out of the hall.

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Song’s handcuffs fell on the ground and stood there with his back against us.

After only a few seconds, his head slowly crooked to the right shoulder.

When he turned around, his face was replaced by an exaggerated smile.

The effect of the electric shock was still there, as if he had exhausted all his strength and fell softly on the ground after he had put a needle in Song’s leg.

He tried to look up at me and smiled a little weird.

“Hey, hey, how’s Dr. Cai? I didn’t lie to you. I’m sorry.

“You remember that Wang Jing, Dr. Choi.

I heard she killed the neighbor’s parrot. It’s very much in line with our test.

She’s my second tester, and she’s experienced our success.

First? The first of course is me.”

18

“You’re the one who did the Recon district case! I’m sorry.

Zhang shouted at him.

“Hey, hey, yeah, I did it. I’m sorry.

Chelsea stunned and laughed and admitted.

On that occasion, Song step by step towards the fence in the building.

He hit it with his head.

I don’t know how hard he was.

Just a moment, blood splatters on your head.

I’m sure Chanway can’t move this time.

It’s just an exaggerating laugh.

But we didn’t care.

You can only guard against him while you hold Song.

A few minutes later, sirens were sounded outside.

I was relieved that when Song was contained, I finally had the time to walk into Chanway’s house.

I found his bedroom full of all sorts of experimental tools.

He also saw two well-positioned ones on his desk.

A syringe filled with drugs.

19

It’s finally over.

The tensions of these two days have finally been wiped out.

The Cheon Wai family was sealed and the follow-up was out of my reach.

I read the psychiatric report from Chan Wai and Song.

They’re in the same situation as Li Keung. They feel guilty.

After our simple research, we’ve probably figured out the effects of the drug.

Extending the sense of guilt of a person over a matter makes it possible to make amends or atonement in an extreme way.

For example, Wang Jing, who had killed her neighbor’s parrot, had always felt guilty and, thanks to her medication, she treated herself as a parrot.

For instance, Li Keung, I guess he might have stolen something important, and there was a hunger after the disease, in order to redeem himself.

If so.

It’s hard to accept, but my cat was probably killed by Wang’s bastard.

That’s why he came downstairs the other day.

It all seems clear, but I still feel something’s wrong.

I don’t know these patients.

How do they know my name?

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Chanway’s clothes have some insulation.

Plus the power of Song’s electric shocker was not very high that day, which gave him the chance to strike.

It is also likely to leave people with memory disabilities.

Now Song and Chan Wai, one just wants to hit things with his head and laugh with an empty needle every day.

They could hardly communicate and asked questions they would cooperate with, but often the lips of the donkey were wrong.

The vast majority of the issues they do not remember at all.

There is no information on the course of the study of the drug, nor on the motive for its commission, so there is no useful response.

21

I was given three days off to rest and adjust.

Tomorrow is April 18th, the day of my primary school teacher’s sacrifice.

I’m going to go home for a little holiday.

I come out of a poor, small village, to be honest, to have a life that is not sad today, thanks to the teacher.

He was a university student from the city who volunteered to teach in our village for almost 10 years.

When I saw him, he knew almost everything, and his mouth was all that I could not hear, even think about.

I aspired to what he described as life in the city.

When I was in primary school, the teacher was about 40 years old.

The teacher I remember has always been a gentle man, and he has a small voice, but he has a feeling of not being angry.

The naughty kids in the class will listen to him.

Teachers often tell us about the world outside this small village, and everything he says is something I never heard of at that time, not even imagined.

I’ve been asking my teacher questions, and he’s always tired of being careful.

At the end of the day, he would always touch my head and add a sentence.

“You have to get out of school in the city, and you can see the outside world. I’m sorry.

But the teacher didn’t wait for the day I got out.

A month before our exams, he was killed alive.

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Only because he reported corruption and bribery to the village chief.

When the teacher was on the podium, the village chief came in with a group of people.

“Let you report me. I’m sorry.

“Let you play high. I’m sorry.

“Assort, jealous old man has money. I’m sorry.

They beat a vicious curse, and our dozens of children can only watch and do nothing.

We are an almost isolated small mountain village.

In my eyes, the village chief is like a tsar who has the right to live and kill.

The teacher died, and it was easy for him to press the news.

Then I became the only student in the village who got out.

In the fourth year after leaving the village, the village chief died in his bed and was 70 years old.

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At 9:00 in the morning, I left with my luggage.

As I passed through the square, I saw a crowd of people surrounded by the square, and there was a noise coming from the square.

Who sings in the square this morning?

I’m curious to get in the crowd and want to see some fun.

There was a man in the crowd, wearing a costume with a long gun, singing with a dance belt and playing hot.

I don’t know much about drama. It’s the Western Cool Horse Super.

I don’t listen to the play, but I can tell he’s not very high.

His trajectories are very incoherent and are often forgotten, which sounds uncomfortable.

His body was also acting strangely, with his head turning to his right shoulder from beginning to end.

He had a strange mask, a red face.

Something’s wrong. Something’s wrong.

I have a bad feeling about this.

I want to remind people.

He sang to the climax, and he took off his mask.

I finally saw his face.

He had a face on his face, a very exaggerating smile, and a very bad face.

This smile I’ve seen four times.

“Scatter! I’m sorry.

I’ve just heard my voice, and he’s making a sound.

“What is the crime of my father? I’m sorry.

He was pierced, sharpened, sharp and sharp, through the chest of an defenceless audience.

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Blood gushes out of his chest.

The crowd ran away.

The man was laughing at the gun.

Good thing his legs didn’t look good.

Run like a cripple, no one can catch up.

I took a deep breath, squeezed fear, and surrounded him behind.

He’s almost crazy. He doesn’t even notice me.

I’ll take a chance and kick him to the ground.

I won’t wait for him to come back. I’ll kill him.

He struggled, and he was so strong.

A few brave young people have come to help.

That’s why he’s completely under control.

Soon, the man was taken away by the police.

The leave was not allowed, so he returned to the police station and the police quickly pulled his file.

Zhao Chiu, 42 years old.

Lives in Building 33, Unit 4, 6th Floor 1

He’s been studying the opera for a while and he’s been on stage.

But one day he had an accident and the show didn’t finish.

I’m afraid it made him feel guilty.

But the culprit was caught.

Why are there new patients?

And the address is back on the line I wrote.

Does it really have to be all four addresses to stop?

Uninvolvedly, I looked in the corner, and Chanway’s dog was lying on the ground, watching our every move.

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“Go and get it. Be careful not to get bit by it. I’m sorry.

I called the police officer next door, and we ran at the dog.

Dogs don’t run, they just turn their heads and laugh at us.

The dog was also drugged with money, and although it was unlikely, I had to suspect it could be one of the ways to spread the virus.

The dog’s following us.

I was strange on my way to the police station.

It is true that the dog has symptoms of the patient, but why has it not done so?

Do dogs feel guilty?

Do dogs know what’s right and what’s wrong?

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After this incident, we were given a deadline for death.

The case must be successfully resolved within a week.

The news of the district killings, which had been suppressed, was finally overstretched and contested by the major media.

The city’s finally moving.

All residents are asked to stay in their homes for information.

No one may enter or leave except police officers authorized to do so.

The mayor himself reassured the residents of the district that the case would be solved as soon as possible and that a statement would be made.

To be honest, we have little clues now.

Patients are almost impossible to communicate and give no useful information.

We’ve been looking for surveillance for almost a month and have found no other useful information than Wang Jing’s.

I can’t believe it, but the three Queen Queen Queen’s disease has probably never been in contact with Chanway at all.

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We can only assume that this case was caused by a dog.

Although we haven’t found a record of the dog’s injuries in recent surveillance, there’s a lot of dead spots in the neighborhood.

But if it’s not the dog that’s going to spread this, we’re really in over our heads.

Zhao’s address coincides with what I wrote, but my resistance to subconscious is also growing.

Never tell me the address.

At 2:00 p.m.

There was a call from a police officer saying Cheong Wai suddenly called me.

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Cheong Wai is the only patient who has no self-inflicted tendencies, and the other patients are in an appalling state.

With a little carelessness, they would do something to hurt themselves.

I met Moneyway in a dark little house.

That’s what Chanway wants.

He said he wouldn’t say anything if he wasn’t alone with me.

There are, of course, a few police officers outside the small house waiting to go.

They told me that if he had any intention of hurting, he would immediately cry out for help.

Chanway was handcuffed to the table in the room.

He’s still scrambling, laughing, and he doesn’t look any better.

“Chang Wai, what do you want to tell me? I’m sorry.

“Dr. Cai, hey, you’re finally here. Can you come over? I’m sorry.

Cheong Wai said, while showing me to him.

I hesitated and approached him with caution.

“Dr. Choi, you lean over your ears. I’m sorry.

That’s not enough. Chanway made a gesture to whisper to me.

Although there have been many cases of patients who appear to be in a safe condition who have suddenly suffered an attack on a doctor, they have been reported to have been released.

But the instincts tell me that might be important.

So I took a deep breath and put my ears through it, despite the police’s obstruction from the headset.

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Cheong Wai seems to be crying.

To be precise, it’s crying and laughing.

“Dr. Choi, I remember. I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry, Dr. Choi, I miscalculated the data. Our experiment didn’t fail! I’m sorry.

“At that time, we’d developed a drug that would come into effect immediately. I’m sorry.

“Dr. Choi, since the day we split up, I’ve tried for a whole year without success. I’m sorry.

“In the end, I re-examined our first experiment and realized that I had miscalculated the data.

“Dr. Choi, you see, it’s much better than you thought. I’m sorry.

“Sorry, Dr. Choi, I’m really sorry. I’m sorry.

“We didn’t fail, we didn’t fail, Ha ha ha. I’m sorry.

The more he went, the more he spoke.

In the end, he suddenly laughed and struggled to remove the handcuffs.

“Dr. Choi, help me! Get me out of here! I’m sorry.

My subconscious retreated and the handcuffs were tight and he couldn’t get away with it.

The officers came in together and put the money on the table.

“Dr. Choi, why didn’t you save me? I’m sorry.

Cheong Wai cried over and over again and was taken out by the police.

I feel like there’s a small piece of dust in my head that I’ve been doing with Chanway, about a year ago.

But the details, I hardly remember at all.

A policeman asked me what he said.

“It’s just nonsense. I’m sorry.

I answer him this way.

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Tonight, I was dreaming again.

It’s kind of a nightmare.

I dreamt I had a baseball bat, and I fell on the floor and killed the teacher’s village chief.

I didn’t want to stop until I hit him with blood and blood on his face.

The teacher who was also beaten badly stood by me.

“It’s all your fault. Why didn’t you come and save me? I’m sorry.

The dream woke up at 2:00 in the morning.

I wrote down another address on this one, building 15.

This time I only remember a building number, which unit and which floor I forgot.

But that’s enough to creep me out.

Because of my house,

He lives in building 15.

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After that, two days later, everything was fine in the neighborhood.

I even started to believe that the last case was caused by that dog.

Until today, April 21st, 7 a.m., I just got to the police station and I heard that there was another disease yesterday.

The house was also equipped with surveillance.

When I got to the police station, I saw this surveillance video.

Four o’clock in the morning.

Under the dark lights, a woman sits in front of the dresser, looking in the mirror, with a fruit knife, scratching her face.

Her daughter was awakened and saw the scene scream outside the house.

The woman turned her face to her daughter and smiled at her head.

“Look, how’s Mom?”

After that, she turned around and looked in the mirror and continued her “branding.”

“Mommy, no! I’m sorry.

The little girl went up, didn’t care about the fruit knife on the woman’s hand and grabbed her arm with two hands.

The other hand of the woman took the scissors on the table and was going to stab her daughter.

But somehow, she seemed to hesitate.

About a minute later, she fell on the ground with the scissors and the other fruit knife.

Women stop hurting themselves.

She shuddered over, looked at herself in the mirror, and her exaggerated smile faded away.

The police officers who were on the outside for 24 hours heard the screams of the little girl and also broke into the door at the same time.

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Women, like other patients, don’t remember most things.

We investigated that she had an unpleasant marriage.

Her husband went to other cities after her divorce and never came back to see their mother and daughter.

I met her at the hospital and I was going to give her a simple psychiatric assessment.

It’s a single room, just the two of us.

I found that her condition had improved almost completely, and that memory loss could be the consequence of a disease.

Her face had been treated by a doctor and covered with gauze.

She was calm and did not do anything to hurt or self-harm.

It’s just that my question she can hardly answer back.

I was going to leave when she suddenly spoke.

“Thank you, Dr. Choi. I’m sorry.

She knows me too.

“How do you know me?”

I almost turned neurotic and asked her.

Women hold their heads and think hard.

It took her about five minutes to talk.

“You gave us a shot and you gave us a lot of money…”

33

There’s something linked together that’s making me think of something I forgot.

I’m having a headache.

After walking out of the room, there was almost no stability, with his hands around the wall holding his head and breathing.

The faces of four patients have been flashing through my mind, and the blood and flesh blurry has been interwoven with the normal, and the frequency is increasing.

In the end, the picture was placed in their hands when I handed over the four envelopes.

They answered the envelope and smiled for me.

“Dr. Choi, thank you. I’m sorry.

The images quickly faded.

Then I saw me when I was little.

At that time, I sat under the podium and watched the teacher being beaten, and I remembered.

But blood-stained teachers and face-faced village chiefs beat me on both legs.

Don’t stand up. I don’t even have the courage to make a sound.

That day, I was up all night.

What I see during the day is in my head.

Didn’t the teacher say it was evil, but why did it end like this?

I hate my cowardice too.

“Why can’t I help the teacher? I’m sorry.

“If only there was a medicine, let those who made the mistake turn themselves in and let no one make the mistake. I’m sorry.

Remember, that’s what’s been haunting me, guilt.

It was a simple, naive idea, and I worked for it for over a decade.

I stood up and looked calm.

The passing nurse was worried, and I shook my head and walked straight out of the hospital.

34

I took long leave.

The district was closed, only for two weeks, and no further patients were seen.

They all thought it was over.

How is that possible?

My goal has not yet been achieved.

I came home the other day and completed the last set of addresses on this.

Building 15, Unit 3, 1st floor, 2nd floor.

Yes, this is my home.

The last one that got sick would be me.

35

It’s because I believed him.

No wonder it took us a long time to study so that we could only have a drug that would take about a year.

However, thanks to Chanway, a year ago, he obtained information from our inhabitants.

After continuous screening, we found the four most likely to take the test.

We lied to them about this new kind of anti-influenza drug, with no bad impact.

They all needed money for various reasons, and I gave them a lot.

None of them can withstand temptation.

I gave them my phone number and address so that they could contact me at any time.

They were then given simple psychological insinuations to deepen their memory of me.

Although the forecast may be long enough to take effect for a month, I have not seen any effect on them.

Money is cold, leaving alone.

There’s still some invincible me, making the last version of the drug, injecting it on myself.

Without the help of Cheong Wai, and certainly not for the intended purpose, my memory is also in question.

The drug effect that we had envisaged at the time was to keep the guilty from feeling the oppression and turn themselves in.

I can’t believe it’s so strong.

36

It’s about two days since I injected myself.

Don’t worry, sir, I promise that it will never happen again.

I was dressed and I took two pills on the table.

It was found at Cheon Wai’s, and I secretly brought them back.

The memory is getting blurry. It’s okay. I’m going to get our medicine out.

The district’s still in the seal, so I’ve got a pass.

That’s how it feels.

I can’t help but laugh at myself.

Diagonize your head to the right shoulder.

Push the door.

Walked into the dark night outside.

filing number YX11v5GrmJ5

The Sea’s Goose Monkey.

On the cold night of the winter, I lay in a coffin full of blood.

I’m waiting for the monster that dragged my wife away.

01

Three days ago, my wife was driving alone to the festivities.

On the night of December 18, she spent the night alone by the side of a village in the mountains, without ever sending me a message.

My wife, missing.

I bought a plane ticket that night, and the police called and found him, and he’s like he’s evaporated.

Her RV was parked by the village, but it was gone!

The only clue she could find was her cell phone in a corner.

The video of the cell phone was dark, and with the faint moonlight, I saw my wife being dragged into the forest by something, step by step.

Maybe she couldn’t say anything by then. There’s only a drag in the video.

I can barely watch it again.

I just paid to live directly at an old man’s house in the village.

At first I thought someone was watching a little girl drive a good car and grab her, but there was no sign of struggle or fight, and everything was fine.

Then I thought it might be that she had been abused by the people of the village, but there was no such case.

The Secretary of the village drew upon me the old soft Chinese way of fury: “We have the creeps to have the kind of beast, let me tell you, I will tie him to the police station.” I’m sorry.

Here, all the leads are broken.

It’s like my wife was lying in bed in the middle of the night and suddenly was taken away by aliens.

I asked a couple of times in the village and finally an old lady opened her mouth.

She told me in secret: “Your wife was taken away by a monkey horse!” I’m sorry.

“There was a woman in our village more than 30 years ago. I’m sorry.

“It was a particularly heavy winter, like this year. I’m sorry.

December 1979, winter.

At night, Wang Trailan was carrying a big basket on the village road.

Her mother’s family lived in the mountains, and there was nothing left but a snowfall, and she could not be blindfolded, and she was on her way to deliver.

The sun is so short in winter that it is dark when it comes back.

Winter nights are surrounded by dark mountains, with their teeth and claws in their shadows.

She was skeptical about what was behind her, but couldn’t say anything, couldn’t run, and was scared to run.

She finally saw a small yellow lantern lit on the door of her house, which was not far away, for two hours, so she could feel the cold sweat of her body and the cold of her bones.

She took three steps and ran two steps to the door.

The lights are out in the house, and the men are probably asleep.

Wang Traylan didn’t make a sound, rubbed his face in the dark.

She was warm and warm, and her hands and feet were starting to sting.

This man, who usually can’t beat his ass, hurts.

She’s got a good heart, a silent hand to touch a man.

This stretches out, and she goes.

She touched the hair.

The wind was blowing through the window and Wang Traylan’s heart stopped.

She gently lifted the covers.

Under the covers, a pair of green eyes were staring at her straight at her, and it had not been known how long.

The old lady said that she was thirsty and had a mouthful of water: “A living man is dead, and your wife must have been taken by a monkey.” I’m sorry.

I looked at her with no words, and I fell down.

Fucking monkey, this is bullshit.

“Ahhh. * And I’m sighs, and I’m sittin’ on the door and smoking’ *

Three days ago, in December, when the water fell into ice, did Nan live?

“Mom, I’ll bring you potatoes! I’m sorry.

I was bored and the door was suddenly pushed.

A middle-aged man wearing a dog-skin hat wrapped his skin tight and came in with a round of potatoes.

Why are you sitting here? I’m sorry.

Liu looked at me and said, “Come on! I’m sorry.

I shook my head and passed the smoke over: “I’m upset, I can’t stand it. I’m sorry.

Lao put a cigarette under his nose and smelled it.

“This is a different smoke. I’m sorry.

Then he said with some sympathy, “Don’t feel so bad that your wife is still well, and he’ll be back in two days.” I’m sorry.

I smoked a cigarette and laughed: “You speak more nonsense than my mother says.” I’m sorry.

“What did my mom say? “Lao smoked a bench sitting in front of me, bit his teeth or took the cigarette off his ear.”

“Big Monkey,” I laugh, but it’s worse than crying.

“The lady told me my wife was taken by the monkey. I’m sorry.

The old Liu is crying and smiling:

“Don’t listen to my mother. Northeast tigers are better than monkeys! I’m sorry.

“It’s something that’s been passed on from generation to generation. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, all of a sudden, he frowns:

“It’s true that one of us said he’d seen it, but there’s no evidence. We all think he’s crazy. I’m sorry.

I was just about to say something, and suddenly there was a noise in the cabin of the other side of the room pulling his shoes.

The old lady came out of the house with a big tweak.

“You just don’t believe me.” I’m sorry.

“How come there’s no big horse monkey? Your Uncle Han saw the monkey! I’m sorry.

Liu noded and whispered to me: “Uncle Han is the one who has a mental problem and dances at home every day.” I’m sorry.

The old lady didn’t hear me. She thought the old Liu dress was soft.

Liu sat with me for a while and then took a couple of cigarettes with me and finally stood up with satisfaction: “Brother, come to dinner at night and I’ll have my daughter-in-law cook you chicken mushrooms.” I’m sorry.

I’m nodding.

I can’t eat any chicken mushrooms now.

Watching Liu stand up and go, all of a sudden I made a terrible opening.

“Lao, is there a Wang Trayland in the village? I’m sorry.

“Wanterland”?

He frowned, and then he frowned.

After half a twilight, he smoked a cigarette ass and threw up a thick white smoke.

“It’s like there’s this guy, isn’t it the village head’s mother Liu Xiu?

I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong with her?”

Liu thought about it for a long time and hesitated to say, “No, like your wife, suddenly nothing.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I didn’t eat chicken mushrooms at night, but I ate pork stew.

I went up to Liu Yi’s house.

I’ve been drinking the most expensive bucket of wine at the village’s saleshouse.

Says it’s the most expensive. That’s 60 bucks a barrel.

I’m afraid that’s more than that.

But Liu is happy: “Brother, you’re too kind to come and take anything.” I’m sorry.

He sprained the lid with joy and smelled it, turned his head and said, “Come on! A pork and powder cop at night! I’m sorry.

After the three rounds, I said, “Brother, I want to ask you something. Don’t blame me for poking your heart. My wife knows it without you.”

Liu Qian’s face was red, and he put his hand in his hand: “Don’t fuck with me, you’re my brother, just say it! I’m sorry.

“Okay,” I organized the language and tried to be euphemistic. I’m sorry.

I thought Liu would react, but I didn’t think he would.

His head became pale because of the red on his head.

I saw the glass in his hand shuddering, and there was a clear drink that came out of it, and it was spilled on the platinum.

I say this as if he had a nightmare hidden in the deepest places, and he had lost his blood-colored lips shaking and pointed to the doorway: “Get out.” I’m sorry.

I cast my face and prayed, “Brother, I beg you, my wife.”

He swayed with his body and stood up out of his head and shouted, “Get out! Get out! I’m sorry.

Liu Xin’s face is brutal, and I doubt he’s coming with me.

But I can’t go back.

I’ll get her out of Nan’s life!

I held Liu’s hand and cried, “Brother, scold me and hit me, if you can tell me that my wife may still be waiting for me, brother.” She’s 27, her parents are waiting for her to come home.”

And the tears came out of my sour eyes uncontrollably, and I almost cried in my arms, hugging Liu, crying, “I beg you, I beg you, even if I should.”

I endured the pain and said, “I’ll take it back even if there’s only a bone.”

Liu was trying to get away from me at first, and finally he was staring at me crying.

His eyes were red, and he yelled, “Fuck! I’m sorry.

After a while of hesitation, he sat down and reached out with his hands full of wine.

A squirm of a 60-degree squirming knife, and he suffocated, and his face was red.

A moment later, he opened his mouth.

“You know the monkey? I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Mrs. Liu told me the first half of the story and Liu told me the second part of the story.

The winter of 1979 was particularly snowy, and his father fell down and broke his leg when he went to the house to clean the snow.

His grandmother’s house was then crushed by snow, and his mother woke up early in the morning and delivered a bag of rice noodles.

At that time, he was six or seven years old, and at that age the cat was sick of the dog and had to go to the house and run all over the village.

The day Wang Trailan disappeared, he was staying at his grandfather ‘ s house, because he had only yesterday ‘ s mother-made cake, and his uncle ‘ s house had a pig blood stewed that day.

Liu Qing came home the next morning and this one was stupid.

His eyes were covered in red blood, and his mouth was filled with wine:

“and I’ve had nightmares for over 30 years. I’m sorry.

“There was blood all over the house, and my father’s face was chewed and one leg was pulled alive and thrown on the floor. I’m sorry.

“My mom’s not in the house. I’m sorry.

“The basket she brought back from my grandmother’s house is still on the table, but she’s gone. I’m sorry.

“Everyone in the village says my mother was taken, but I know it’s not. I’m sorry.

He sheds a tear and turns his butt up in an old drawer.

The drawer had been clean for a long time, and he took out a cloth with ash on his arm.

“You see, “with a dark little light bulb, he spreads out his head one by one, and says, “This is what I found on my home.” I’m sorry.

I’m gonna look at two hairs wrapped in layers.

Deep brown, dark, white, two inches long.

“What’s this hair? I took a closer look at it, I couldn’t see it.

“Don’t know. “Lao Chan shakes his head.

“I went through all the hunters in the neighborhood, and no one saw this hair. I’m sorry.

“There’s no one to know what hair this is. I’m sorry.

“To say tiger hair is too hard, bear hair too long, wild boar hair too, and the color is not right. I’m sorry.

He looked at me with a tear, and he looked at me, “Then I asked Han, who said it was a monkey hair. I’m sorry.

“I killed my father and mother, and if I were to stay at home with my father, maybe they wouldn’t die…”

“My father’s leg was broken and he was eaten alive! I’m sorry.

Liu Qin said that there was no more wept, but I couldn’t help but ask: “What about your mother?” Monkey didn’t eat your mother either. I’m sorry.

“My mother is better off being eaten. I’m sorry.

“The monkeys love human flesh. Men eat it when they meet them. I’m sorry.

“As a woman, it usually drags back into the nest… and it doesn’t eat until she gives birth to a pony. I’m sorry.

I hear it’s cold and sweaty, and I feel like I’m in cold water for nine winters.

Nam, my sweet wife grew up growing up in a honey can.

She was so afraid of despair!

The thought of what happened to her because I wasn’t with her because of my work.

My fingernails are strangling the mark in their hands, but I feel nothing.

I stood up and dressed and drilled into Nan’s car by the village with a spare key.

The cold nights in the northeast were so quiet, the lights were out in the village, and it was dark.

I’m not scared at all.

I even wish the monkey would show up right now so I can fight it and save Nam.

But I can’t believe that the monkey said that he had been taken away by the monkeys for a few hairs.

I got in a bad car and I wanted to feel the last breath of Nan.

The fragrance of the vervain, which is the most popular vervain in Nan’s bed, has been contaminated with the vervain for a long time.

And We covered our faces with covers, and a man wept in the silent night.

But when I cried, I felt something.

There’s something in it that’s a little scratchy in my face.

I flipped over and turned on the lights.

It’s like I’m hiding something. I flipped and my hands were stiff.

Under the white light, several long, hard, long, dark brown hairs lie silently on the pink covers.

And what I just saw at Lau’s house…

Almost exactly the same.

I don’t know.

The next morning Liu and I knocked on the village’s old Korean door.

The Koreans were the biggest hunter in the village before, and even a Northeast tiger was shot in the mountains when they were young.

After meeting the monkey, he stopped climbing.

He was told that his wife had died in the early years, because his poor son had never asked for his daughter-in-law, and now only the two were in the family.

I was surprised when Han opened the door.

I don’t think I’m a face person, but Han is so…

Sliding noses, little eyes, big-faced plates and a concussion, full of cheeks, as if they had been hit by meteorites.

And he’s on my shoulder, and it’s hard to tell if he’s about a foot or a half.

I don’t have the same look on my face, and I’m so sorry it’s such a fucking ugly fucking door open.

It’s not just about poverty.

After looking at the smoke and wine in Liu’s hands, he looked a lot better and picked up the side of the smoke from my hand: “Come in.” I’m sorry.

The Korean family is old, old, old, old and broken, but the village’s two-dollar family built a small flat.

As soon as I entered the yard, I was shaken, dirty, colorless floor red, blood sprayed everywhere, like the scene of the murder.

When my back was flat, he pointed to the corner of the courtyard:

“Don’t be afraid, that’s my dad’s chicken that went up last night. I’m sorry.

I followed the past, and there was a small altar in the corner of the courtyard, with a grotesque carving on it, and a chicken with a neck cut underneath it.

“Han’s mind hasn’t been good these years…” Liu whispered, “It scares the soul.” I’m sorry.

I had the guts to follow him.

All around the house, which was made cold and dark, the glass broke a piece of grass, and the light was blocked.

There’s a fur on the chair in the corner that doesn’t know what it looks like.

Looks like he’s not bragging. He’s got two brushes.

There was no hot air in the house, but the Koreans were lying on a cold, cold, cold, cold bed like a little dragon girl’s.

Dude, this is really cold.

“Uncle Han,” Liu said, “My brother wants to ask you something! I’m sorry.

There’s nothing on the bed.

And Liu was not angry, so he went on and said, “His wife may have been taken away by a horse monkey to ask you about her.”

He’s not finished yet, and the blankets in the bed just flipped over, and an old man with his back on his back sat up.

It’s really like having a son and a father, and I feel like I’m the only one who’s ever grown up.

That ugly face, like Han’s, is even worse when it’s over a couple of years ago, and I couldn’t bear it, and I took a little look.

“The Monkey”? Whose wife was taken by the monkey? I’m sorry.

He’s a Korean.

“I am! “You’re the best hunter in the village, let’s see what it is. I’m sorry.

When he saw my hair in my hand, his pupils shrunk and his yellow eyes were staring at my hand.

His cheeks faded and his lips were like, “Marion, monkey…”

It turns out he’s really scared. He can’t even touch those hairs with his hands. He’s just using his fingers.

“What the hell is this monkey? “Where did you meet the monkey?” I’m sorry.

As soon as the Koreans listened to it as if they were reminiscent of a nightmare, their eyes were almost blown out of their eyes, even their lips were blue, and it felt like they were about to pass.

“Ma… mamon…”

He can’t even say what he’s done here, but Han on the other side is suffocating and pouring us two hot drinks.

“My father is getting worse. I’ll tell you. I’m sorry.

What Han said was the second story I heard here.

Or the winter of 1979, half a month after Wang Trailan disappeared.

Don’t look at the old dragon who was the best hunter in the village.

At that time, he had the courage to be young, to find out what the old woods were, to go anywhere with a shotgun left by his grandfather.

No wild boar fox is talking. The family is made from the mountains.

The winter was particularly snowy, and he was supposed not to go to the mountains, but it happened that he was looking for a daughter-in-law, and he was missing money.

It’s hard to get a daughter-in-law.

The three fingers are bicycles, watches, sewing machines and a recorder.

It was a time when rich people in the city couldn’t bring them out, let alone a small village in the mountains.

My parents sold everything they could at home and couldn’t find the money. He was so angry that he was going to run into the mountains with snow.

He was thinking if he could hit a tiger again or blind a bear or something, he’d come out.

In January, the festivities rose, snow flew and water fell into ice.

With a hunting dog and a shotgun and a round of dry food, Han went up the hill.

At that time, he was a young man who had beaten a tiger, and he couldn’t see the woods that had entered the field, and he was so anxious to hunt a bear down.

In the winter, the blind bear in the mountains had already found a hole and closed his mouth.

Several snows come down, the snow is clean and clean, and people can’t see anything but dog noses.

After two days in the mountains without a bear, he was cold and tired of going down, and at that point his big black dog suddenly screamed at a tree hole.

The Koreans know that eight of these achievements are bear holes.

He lays a couple of iron clips at the top of the tree, holds the shotgun on the side and leaves the dog screaming at the entrance.

The blind bear sleeps in a hole and is so angry that he is going out of his way after he wakes up, and he who thinks that he is covered in a varnished iron clamp, the bear’s palm is stubbed to the top, the sharp iron teeth are strangling into the bones, and the pained bear’s eyes are red.

But the more it struggles, the more it gets, the more it gets, the more it gets, the more it gets to the blind bear, the more he jumps around and steps on the other clips. The four claws are stuck, and the bear screams, and hecticly goes after the dog.

The guy next to Han was right about the time and shot him in the head.

The black bear was still thick and finally struggled for nearly an hour to swallow and the Koreans managed to get out of behind the trees.

He can’t take a bear back. He just wants to take the valuable bear back first, and he has to find someone to drag it back tomorrow.

It’s not easy to pack a bear, it’s dark and the old Han Lok’s going back.

He’s got 200 bucks in his head and a three-turn, but he’s been on the mountain for two days.

As we were going down the mountain, a drop of water was dripping in his neck, with warm heat.

The Koreans are a little murky and look up, and the trees above their heads don’t know when to hang a black hairy thing, and the eyes of a green oil are watching him dead.

It’s a little smaller than a bear, and it’s a little bigger than a man, and it’s got a strange face.

It’s a bear face, it’s not, it’s a monkey face, it’s more like a human face with long mouths and black hairs, and stinking saliva drops down on his teeth with shredded flesh.

He’s not afraid of any animal.

But soon he showed up with a shotgun on that thing!

But the thing was moving so fast, it was barely visible when it moved. The gun was empty, and it jumped at the Koreans!

Big black dog cut his heart and hit him from the side.

To say that the black dog is not a normal dog, it’s a good dog raised by the Koreans, who have to share the dog’s flesh with the dog when they can’t afford it.

But that thing was moving too fast.

In the horrors of the old Koreans, it opened the mouth of a black dog and tore it to pieces.

The black dog’s mouth was torn apart, his blood was spilled and he fell straight to the ground.

That thing looked up and looked up to Han.

He almost peed out of two battles, and he didn’t feel that fear even once he met a tiger!

He knows he’s next!

In almost insane fear, the Koreans raised their shotguns and shot at that thing.

When the Koreans were almost desperate, and perhaps his life should not have been lost, the thing was under one foot without paying attention, and the “scrambling” hit a trap just now.

There’s a little bit of a distance under this clip.

It’s like God’s help, and the Koreans can’t take care of nothing.

I don’t know.

The glass in my hand is a little cold, and I’m still looking at Han and immersing in his drawings.

Don’t tell me he’s got a little bit of a book gift. It’s called a falling up and down. It’s cold in the house. It’s colder on me.

“That’s when the big black dog died and the shotgun was lost, my father’s daughter-in-law didn’t mention it, and then waited three years to marry my mother from abroad.” I’m sorry.

“After that, my father’s mind was so bad, he was at home asking God to worship Buddha, and he made himself a man who didn’t know what to offer, and he had to kill a chicken for a few days. I’m sorry.

It’s been tears all over the place.

To be honest, he’s worse than me, after his father was taken away by his mother and eaten, he must have had a heart attack while listening.

I couldn’t bear to stand up and say goodbye.

I just wanted to think about what happened to Nam, and my heart was breaking.

And when he was gone, the ghost was a poor man, and We looked at the strange statue that the Koreans had given him.

The statue seemed like a person, but it didn’t look like a person’s face, and it seemed like it had a weird, weird feeling, and it had a chilling back.

Monkey… I got my fist tight, what the fuck is this?

Whatever it is, I’ll take Nan back from it!

I didn’t sleep back in the car, the snow is bigger today than yesterday, the diesel fuel in the car is run out, and the diesel can freeze people alive if they can’t heat up.

Nam and I are both southerners and have never seen snow like this in our lives. She came here just to see the snow, but didn’t expect the snow to bury her last.

I stomped on my crotch and cried.

It’s not sad to say that a man has tears, and it’s like living heart when I think about what Nan is going through.

A mind-boggling demon appeared in my mind.

I’m going to find Nam!

I’ll die with her!

I don’t know.

Over the next few days, I had almost all of the land outside the village turned over, without a clue.

All but the hair of the monkeys left over from Nam’s phone.

No signs of fighting, no blood, no bodies…

Nothing.

I went to hell and broke my money to find a relationship, so I’ll bring someone up to the mountain after a little snowman can get into the village.

I was going to go to the old Han’s house and ask him where the monkey met him, but I didn’t think he’d come to me before I came.

He brought a couple of sour dishes to his house, and then he took a couple of words with his mother.

“What’s up?” He handed over a cigarette. “Did he find your wife?” I’m sorry.

I touched the lighter and lighted him a cigarette, and the bad cheap smoke got a little choked.

I laughed.

“What am I still doing here? I’m sorry.

“That’s right. So you’re gonna keep looking like this? There’s more than a monkey in this mountain. This year, the snow is so big that there may be a Northeast tiger. I’m sorry.

I was paralyzed in my back and my eyes were emptied on the piles of old flowers: “I don’t know if I want to see a dead man or a dead body, I have to find my wife.” I’m sorry.

The Koreans took a smoky smoky smoky smoke and put ash on the floor, so they said, “You’re a fucking good man.” I’m sorry.

“But yes, if I had a daughter-in-law to lose, I’d have to come back. I’m sorry.

I spit out a smog and look at yellow walls through the invisible white.

“Do you know where your father saw the monkey? I want to take someone up the hill. I’m sorry.

Little Han hesitated: “It’s not that I won’t tell you, but my dad did, and you looked at it for a while and he didn’t remember it for years.” I’m sorry.

I took his hand and prayed, “Take me to ask if I can’t find out.” I’m sorry.

Han looked at me and smoked a little.

I know that this is an unreasonable request, and that’s what happened to the South Koreans, who were inspired by the monkeys, and who didn’t pretend to be scared that day.

Now I’m going to ask the most feared questions, and it’s time that Han didn’t want to.

But I can’t help it. Nam may still be alive, if I can get her out of here.

Then, after half a mile, he was low in the way: “All right, I’ll take you home and ask.” I’m sorry.

“If I could get your wife out, it’d be my dad, Jack. I’m sorry.

He said that he pressed the cigarette and put on his clothes.

“Let’s go. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

The reaction of the Koreans was unexpected.

I just asked him where he saw the monkey, and he pumped up, and his eyes turned up, and his eyes were almost white.

I was scared, and I gave him back and water, and it took him a while to calm down, and the water was sprayed all over his mouth.

It took me a long time to get his hands on his back, and he passed over, and his eyelids turned down, and he grabbed my hand, “Fuck you, you’re killing me! I’m sorry.

I think he’s a bit sober, and I’d like to shoot him again!

The Koreans pushed my hand out of my chest and followed it with their breath, groaning at me: “What are you doing up there in a hurry to die?” I’m sorry.

“Feel the monkey. It’s a dead man! That thing is better than a blind bear! I’m sorry.

I don’t care if I tell you that the monkey is a beast, and I’ve got enough people to go up the mountain.

Han just got scared.

Han looks like I don’t care.

“It’s just like when I was younger. Why don’t you fucking listen to me? I’m sorry.

“The horse monkey is not a normal thing, it’s a genie! It’s not something you can fight! I’m sorry.

At this point, I do not understand the horrors of this, and I cannot hear anything but beg him to give me the location.

The Koreans can’t help but hold their hands on their knees and shake.

After a few minutes, his face was buried in his hand.

“I can’t watch you die, but you’re in love for your wife. I’m sorry.

“Well, I’ll tell you one thing. I’m sorry.

“What’s going on?” I’m sorry.

He’s got a breath.

“It’s so evil, you’ll have to put one in it without paying attention. I’m sorry.

“I suggest you go home and marry again when your wife is gone and your life is gone! I’m sorry.

I can’t hear you. “Uncle Han, don’t hang up on me. I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter if you die.” I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter! “I’ll die if I can get my wife out.” I’m sorry.

“You’ve got some balls.”

“It’s a long story, and it’s been passed on by my ancestors, and I’m not sure it’ll work.” I’m sorry.

“The monkey eats human flesh the most and smells human flesh across the mountains. I’m sorry.

“The trees were cut a lot more in the vicinity of these years, and the family lived in a brick house, sealed a big iron door and the monkey was afraid to come down. I’m sorry.

“But when this thing eats human flesh, it’s like a smoke. I’m sorry.

Han said it was like he said it was evil.

A bowl of blood is to be put alive, mixed with a pig’s chicken’s blood and a bucket full of cow’s blood is to be poured on the body, covered in a coffin with red cloth, which is to be sewn open and placed under a hundred-year old tree at a furry moon’s night.

It is said that human blood is the best of all, but where there is so much blood, it must be filled with fear that a living person will be let go.

So we have to use the blood of the cattle, which, fearing that the monkeys will smell, must be mixed up with human blood.

The monkey smelled like human blood, but couldn’t tell what it was, and couldn’t help but look at it.

As for the coffin, it was to protect the man in it.

The horse monkey is so fierce and cruel that if he puts a man in a red cloth he’ll die, and the coffin will be for dead men and heavy, when the monkey comes down and closes the coffin, it’s like a turtle’s shell, and he won’t have to die.

But it’s got to be done. The horse monkey is a human thing. The coffin closes early. It’s a trap.

It would be better if the monkey caught it when he put his claws in it, before someone could kill it.

I didn’t feel anything when the Koreans said it at the beginning, and I didn’t feel a white sweat when he finished.

In the middle of the night, a man was lying in a coffin with blood all over him and a monster who was born to eat humans came in with his hand.

Just think about it and I’ll get goose bumps.

The Koreans saw me look different and filmed me with consolation, saying, “Forget your life, your wife deserves this. Why do you have to put your life on the line, burn her more paper, and let her walk the way without harm?”

Seriously, that’s for me down the stairs.

I’m not a saint, and I’m scared. I’m afraid to listen to this.

But when I think about it…

What if Nam is still alive?

What if she’s still waiting for me to save her?

Would she be more afraid now than I am? Crying for her husband, the man who promised to protect her life to save her?

My eyes were hot, and I felt a strange air coming up.

Uncle Han, I did it!

I don’t know.

It’s hard to find, especially now it’s all cremated. There’s no coffin.

And what kind of pig blood is that? Where do you find that?

But it’s a coincidence that there’s a coffin in the village, and Lau was surprised when I went with him.

The man laughed:

“This thing was left behind by Grandpa’s people, and it didn’t work out, and then it was in the cellar for a while, and it wasn’t out, so you could just take it. I’m sorry.

I didn’t take it for nothing. I bought it for $3,000.

Cow blood was finally found, replaced by fish blood from a large white fish caught in the lake at the post-village level, which barely yielded five.

After two days, we waited for the furry moon night.

The moon was dazed and covered by the moon, and as with the hair, Liu and Han helped me push the coffin under a hundred-year-old tree next to the village, and then wrapped me in a red cloth with a bucket of mixed blood.

Liu Qian left his eyes open when he was tied.

Don’t wait for my hand to be pulled out. If the monkey comes, I’ll get my claws.

When they were packed, they waited. It was not too close, or the monkey smelled.

Nightless, silent, I lay alone in a cold, cold coffin, and I fought.

It’s not just fear, it’s mostly freezing.

Although he was wearing a full set of warm underwear, sweaters and feathers early on, and blood was spilled as much as possible in a entanglement of red cloth, winter nights in the next 20 degrees north-east were too difficult for me as a southerner.

Soon the temperature of my body receded and my limbs began to feel an unbearable sting and slowly began to numb.

There was a dead silence around it, and through the suture of the exposed coffin, I saw a snowflake falling from the darkness of the night.

It’s snowing.

It’s like a second to lie here, and I’m waiting in a dark place where I don’t know when a monster will come and eat me, and that double physical and psychological suffering can drive people crazy.

I can’t help but laugh:

What a fucking idiot to believe in, what the hell is that?

The blood on my body quickly broke into ice, and when I was numb and cold, I heard a faint sound coming out.

It’s like something walks softly on the snow, crushing the sound of snow.

And We were stunned, and my heart was beating like a drum in a small coffin.

What is it?

Could it be a monkey?

The sound of friction in the snow is growing, and as my heart almost comes out of my throat, a green eye appears out of the coffin.

I don’t know.

The monkeys are coming.

Just as I was holding back, a furry claw went into the coffin and hit me.

I was scared of my soul, and I couldn’t take much, and I had to drag the coffin down from below, and I didn’t know why, but suddenly I couldn’t move it, even though I could hold it during the day.

The monkeys over there were smelt a little bit of blood into the coffin, both claws coming in and scratching, and the red cloth on me was cut, even the feathers were cut, and the feathers were flying everywhere in my struggle.

It shouts like sandpaper rubbing, and it sounds like it’s gruesome, and I’m almost dispossessed, hitting it with an early iron bar.

But horse monkeys are not usually flexible, as if they knew in advance that I was hiding a weapon, and they shrunk their claws back and watched me like two ghosts.

I’m going to be caught in this! I’m afraid I’m going down with the fire. I’m a big fucking man who can’t die and be scared to death by such a beast.

And I stomped hard, my feet on the top of the coffin, and I stomped out a plank of wood and stood up with an iron bar.

Liu Yan and Han are around, and they should be here soon. Can’t we kill an animal?

The monkey didn’t think I’d come out of the coffin.

I ran away, and I hit it on the head with a stick, and it ran out of hand before I hit my shoulder, and I backed back.

Seems like I’m a little hard on this idea, and the monkey looked at me and ran back to the mountains, and I couldn’t let it get away with the stick.

This thing ran fast, disappeared in the dark three or two times, and I just ran over a tree in front of a cold flash, and my face was sore, I reached out and I felt a little warm.

How could this animal be ambushed?

I’m shocked and angry, and I think it’s true that Han said that the monkey is a real genie, and that it’s gonna lure me deep into it and sneak me in the back, and I’m afraid I’ll lose half of my head if I’m back there.

As soon as the monkey saw it, he flew up the hill and disappeared into the forest.

I can’t go after him anymore, but I’ll go back to the tree with a stick. On the ground, I’m scared: “There’s more than one monkey!” I was ambushed by a monkey! He said he showed a blood stain on his arm, biting his teeth:

“The grass, it scratched! I’m sorry.

A few days later, Liu Qing came out and shouted, “Mony Monkey!” And a horse monkey!”

Look at the blood marks on Han’s arm, and he snapped.

“You, you…”

Han nodded his head, rubbed blood on his arm and pulled out a cigarette to light us up.

“Brother, forget it. Go back and marry another one. I’m sorry.

My iron stick fell down on the floor, crouching down and crying.

I’ve done it, and I’ve let the monkey run!

How many more monkeys do you need in the mountains?

Is Nam really alive?

I don’t know.

The monkey left a long wound on my face.

It’s not deep, but it’s very long and it almost blinded me.

I don’t know if there’s any rabies or anything like this, but I can’t get out of here right now.

This experience with the monkeys, which I am glad to see, has given me more hope.

As long as this thing exists, there’s hope that Nam will live. I don’t care what’s going on with her. I’m only gonna love her more!

I started running the old Korean house more often, instead of letting him tell me where the monkey was before, so I could take people up the hill.

The Koreans are tired and I can’t help but promise to take me up the hill.

He spits out a smudge of smoke, and through the smoke before him, he seems to have seen it a long time ago.

“He’s been with me for seven years, and I’ve been feeding him so much, from that point on,” he’s a little bit older than he is. I’m sorry.

“It was to save me, but I didn’t even look at it. I’m sorry.

“Fuck you, I’ll come with you to get this beast!” I’m sorry.

I don’t really want to let him go. He’s just dying on his old legs, but he insists.

“That place is deep, I won’t lead you. You can’t go. Call my son. I’m sorry.

He went into the east house and searched for a while before moving out a bag.

Open the package with a cold steel knife in it.

The Koreans put their butts off with their feet and their faces were heavy: “This is from my father, who left me a gun and a knife, and left it on the mountain, and that was the only knife left.” I’m sorry.

“Go up to the mountains and save your daughter-in-law, then hurry.” I’m sorry.

“It’s snowy this winter, the monkeys have no meat to eat, they may not keep your daughter-in-law. I’m sorry.

“Tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

Han looked at me and looked at the fog.

“All right, tomorrow. I’m sorry.

The father and son of the Koreans are so happy to help me as an unknown foreigner.

I was so moved that I left a drink for the Koreans.

It’s just that when I go out there it seems like something’s wrong with the Korean family.

When I got to Liu’s house, I figured out what was wrong.

The bear skin that the Han family keeps, it seems to be gone.

I don’t know.

The sky will shine, and the four of us will be gathered at the foot of the mountain.

Han had his steel knife, and Han had a watermelon knife and a dagger.

Liu Xin also came, and at first he thought it was none of his business not to bring him, and then Liu Xian insisted on going up to the mountain to avenge his parents and couldn’t take him with him.

The snow was particularly heavy the previous days, and today it is still floating in the sky, and several of us have tied our legs to the way the Koreans say, and have gone up the hill with one foot and one foot.

When he came, he tried to level the mountain, and he didn’t know that he could do it until he went up.

Otherwise, it would be hard to get up to the mountain with snow that does not pass the knee, even though a layer of skin-covered membranes between the clothes is so damp that I can feel the cold of the drill coming through the bone and my legs starting to hurt.

The mountains are so quiet that they do not even have the sound of a bird, and the trees that have been cuddled over them for centuries are full of mountains, and the snow piles keep the sun away, and some of it dark.

We followed the old Koreans for a long time, and he seemed not to have been blinded by the heavy snow that buried everything.

After more than 30 years, the old man clearly remembered the route of the year.

I can’t help but wonder, “Uncle Han, you’ve got such a good mind. You can’t remember this long. I’m sorry.

Han looked back at me, and his face was hidden in the shadow of a dog’s leather hat, and his face was dark.

“Yeah, after that, I can’t forget. I’m sorry.

“I’ve been stuck there all my life. I can’t get out. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

It’s been gone for half a day and it’s getting darker.

Liu Qing is behind me, he’s getting slow, and we’re almost exhausted.

“Uncle Han, how long till we get here? I’m sorry.

The old bones of the Koreans are so strong that they don’t look tired in front of our three young men.

“Soon,” he looked far away and said. I’m sorry.

Listen to this, we can only bite and keep up.

After a while, Han finally stopped.

He looked around and touched one of them with a big tree and whispered:

“It’s a big winter snow, as big as that. I’m sorry.

Said he drew a knife from his birth and told us, “That’s it, let’s look for it. I’m sorry.

He said he’d go ahead, and Han looked at us and went to the side.

Liu and I looked at each other and pulled out a long knife hidden in a boot barrel.

I went to a house in the village last night to buy it. His house was a butcher for years. I left a couple of pork knives.

The shadows of the Koreans and the Koreans have disappeared in the Meereen, and Liu and I are walking on our backs.

There are no footprints in the snow. There are no more animals out there these days. Bears have found a hibernation this season. Most of the beasts they meet are Northeast Tigers, Grey Wolfs, etc.

But we’re in luck, and if we really touch a tiger, we’ll have to slip and die with dignity.

And that’s when I cleaned a big tree, and it seemed a little useless.

It’s like there’s something stuck behind it.

Liu Lin and I made an eyelid and deliberately stepped towards that tree.

I knew it. The shadow shivered a little bit.

I held on to the pig-killing knife, and I cut it to pieces.

The knife was long and sharp. It was designed to stab the pig in the throat and kill it.

The knife went down, and I clearly felt the knife was in the flesh, and the Koreans were huming behind the tree and walking out on their side.

“How did you know I was here? I’m sorry.

He’s looking at me gruesome.

I wanted to smile, but I couldn’t.

“You don’t think there’s such a kind man in the world who’s willing to go up the mountain for someone you don’t know. I’m sorry.

“It’s heaven that you don’t walk, hell that you break in. I’m sorry.

Little Han smiles and pulls out a watermelon knife.

“A woman is dead and you’re dead. I’m sorry.

“That night my father and I scraped two bear skins to scare you off, and you’re in the middle of it. I’m sorry.

In fact, the methods of the old Korean father and son are indescribable.

But at first I was in a state of chaos and listened to the story of Liu 30 years ago, and they were really bluffing me.

I was lying in a coffin the other day and the monkey actually went down the hill.

As the villagers have said, the horse monkeys have only appeared once in decades, and they have become the strangest thing to do.

There weren’t three monkeys that night, only the old Koreans with a little green light on their skin!

Han pretended to scare me, and Han went to Liu’s house and gave himself a knife and ran to me.

They’re trying to get me out of here because they’re afraid I’m gonna make this worse!

I can’t give up until I’m on the hill and I’m on top of a horse!

There are no monkeys in the world. It’s a father and son for two generations.

And Liu’s eyes were red: “Fuck you, you two sons of bitches! I told you to cheat for 30 years! I’m sorry.

“Did your father kill my parents? I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

Han came out of the side with a steel knife in his hand.

The ash in his mouth fell on the ground and slowly sprayed a white smoke.

“I killed your father and your mother. I’m sorry.

Han told us the end of the story.

Thirty-four years ago, he was 31 years old, and he was a naked sling.

All the young people in the village were married to their wives, and at his age, the three children were given soy sauce.

He was the only one, because she was ugly, and no girl would marry him even if her family conditions were good.

It was difficult for a poor family member in the village to marry her daughter-in-law and to marry her to make a bride price.

This opening is $200 and three turns.

The Koreans have no choice but to go up the mountain and earn their lives.

He didn’t actually meet a blind bear that day, he didn’t meet a monkey, he didn’t even look at a rabbit.

Three days on the mountain, freezing like a fool, walking down the hill with nothing to do, and seeing his daughter-in-law in the soup, he held a breath of fire in his heart.

That’s when he met Wang Trailan, who was on his way home at night.

Wang Trailan had only one child at that time and was still young, and was well-looking in the village in the form of a young girl and a young woman.

In fact, Han didn’t want to do anything at first. He was just following Wang Traylan and looking at him a little bit more.

The Koreans, looking at Wang Traylan’s fear and his ass wrapped in cotton pants, have a fire in their hearts.

Women are fuckin’, except for money.

Usually in the village, those women didn’t even look at him like he was some kind of dirty thing.

This woman too.

It’s also dirty, heart and eye.

At that moment, Han ran up like a demon, choked Wang Trailan’s neck and pulled her clothes down.

I don’t know.

By the time he came back, Wang Traylan had two eyes and the pupils were scattered.

He came back to see me, and he started to look at Wang Trailan’s nose.

Then the Korean ass sat on the floor.

Wang Trailan has been strangled alive!

He stopped there for a moment and suddenly found out it was not far from Wang Trayland’s house, and whether or not his family heard anything.

If he doesn’t do it, he’ll just go nuts and sneak into the house and kill Wang Trailan’s man.

In order to create the illusion that they had been eaten by beasts, Han had put his black dog in his house, eaten Liu’s father for the night and dragged Wang Trailan’s body to the mountains for burial.

“What’s that hair? You call that a monkey? I’m sorry.

The old Korean mouth showed a sarcasm.

“That’s man’s hair, fool. It’s just a hair cut and a nitrite dye. You don’t fucking recognize it. I’m sorry.

All these years, when I close my eyes, it’s like Wang Traylan died for nothing. I’m sorry.

“My son is with his father, and when he looks at your wife, he forgets his last name. I’m sorry.

“But why do you have to look? Wouldn’t it be nice to have another wife?”

The Koreans have completely faded away from the confusion, standing there looking at me.

This moment even gave me a chill.

It’s a real devil. He doesn’t feel guilty at all. He doesn’t make any difference between killing and killing chicken.

He’s worse than a monkey.

“Is my wife still alive?” I shivered with a knife and watched him dead.

“Your wife?”

The ugly face of Han’s face was twisted and squeezed with a sarcasm: “The town chick is a little pelt, and it’s good to play, but she struggled too hard and died too soon.” I’m sorry.

“It’s all right, when you’re dead, I can bury you two together and make a couple dead. I’m sorry.

I looked at his smileful mouth, and the fire in my heart burned like gasoline, burning all my senses.

I’ll kill him, I’ll tell myself.

Han smoked his last cigarette and threw his butt in the snow with a steel knife against me.

“I can give you a good time. I’m sorry.

Liu Qian was about to drop blood in the eyes of the Koreans and shouted at them with a knife.

Han ran him over from the side, and I pressed the pig knife and went up.

In the snow, the four of us who have taken revenge on life and death are entwined with one conviction in our hearts.

Want them to die.

He’s old, but he’s not always the same as a grown man, but he’s got his head cut open with a knife!

I couldn’t wait for Han to get up there and kill him.

“Aah…”

Han came up behind me with a knife on my back, but I was stabbed in my heavy shoulder, and it hurt so much.

When Han hits, he tries to stab me in the face with the knife, and Liu will fall down with the other side.

I stopped Han from coming to save his son after three or two steps, and I cut my back off the old man’s hand with a steel knife and squeezed the acidic sound between the metals.

Just as I was in a standoff with the Koreans, Liu Qian was screaming, all of a sudden, all of a sudden.

Han’s already up there, and he can’t stand it.

The blood of a hot-blooded man sprayed three feet high, and Liu’s face was full of face, and he looked like a god, and looked at me for a while.

The Koreans saw their sons killed, their eyes were broken and they ran over to kill Liu.

But he just ran two steps and stopped.

I saw his eyes open and his head was flat.

And I look at it, and it turns out that the trees above the old Koreans don’t know when to hang a monster with black hair.

A sharp sprout of a man’s face looks very evil and gets cold at a glance.

The monster’s sharp teeth are dripping down and the eyes of a green oil are staring at the Koreans.

It appears to have been ferocious by the blood of a man who jumped on the Koreans and could not have killed him first, chewed on him with his head, smitten with flesh, lost a piece of his face, fell on the snow with the blood of a sour chewing, ticking and tickling, and dissolved a small pit.

It’s… horse monkey.

I was scared of this scene, and I couldn’t stand to see it, and I pulled up the silly Liu’s ass and went down the hill,

The monkeys were excited to chew on the human flesh and couldn’t chase us. Liu and I ran down the mountain with almost one life to death, despite how many times their heads had been shaved by a branch of a tree.

This way!

Just when I didn’t know where to go, Liu pulled my arm in one direction, and we ran in the forest at the beginning of the night, and we didn’t know how long we had to go, thinking that the heart had to come out of the mouth, and we finally saw the light under the mountain.

“Ha-ha-ha–” I feel like I’m going to breathe my lungs out, and it’s not going to be any better for Liu-soo on one side, and we’re pulling each other’s arms, and we don’t know who’s holding them or who’s holding them, and we’re going down the hill with our feet.

On the way to the village, Liu’s wife and several relatives were waiting at the village entrance.

As we ran down in blood, everyone came up in shock, and Liu’s wife came down with tears and touched Liu, saying, “Are you all right? What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I’m looking at this scene and I’m sore. Turn around.

What about Han’s house? “Why aren’t you looking at Han and Han? I’m sorry.

I look at the forest that’s completely covered in the night, whispering:

“It’s unfortunate that the monkeys dragged them away. I’m sorry.

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Other closing notes:

Iguana.

“Do you know about lizards?”

She whispered, “First, 300 lizards.”

“and a woman.”

Ice Hole.

In a lake water sample of the Antarctic underground ice lakes, scientists discovered a new and unknown group of biological genes.

In order to be able to conduct better research, we have formed a team of examiners who intend to go immediately to the Antarctic for sampling.

That night I got a strange phone call.

A strange, dumb voice on the phone told me:

“Don’t go. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t raise it. And a stranger called and gave me hope. One million, as long as I’m in a game. I was taken out of town, and something weird happened…

“Before entering the game, I repeat, the most important thing. I’m sorry.

“You are now on an island on the high seas that is not under the jurisdiction of any State and that is not known. I’m sorry.

“So here you can do anything. I’m sorry.

“After all, only one person wins this game. I’m sorry.

“There is only one way to win. I’m sorry.

“Kill everyone else. I’m sorry.

I woke up.

When you sat up, you shook a butterfly and flew out.

Follow its trajectory, I see around.

This is a tropical rainforest with dense and high trees, wide leaves and sunshine spilling through the cracks.

Temperature in about 30 degrees, damp.

I looked down and found myself with a backpack.

Turn it on, there’s three compressed cookies, a watch, a bottle of 600 ml of empty water.

And a very fine suitcase.

In that suitcase, it was a pistol, and seven small bullets with needles.

Anesthesia gun.

So it’s supplies, and weapons.

It’s…

A massive escape.

I went through that bag and found a brochure in a little latch.

The cover says four words: the rules of the game.

But as soon as I turned, I heard a loud sound, and immediately thereafter my right arm stinged.

An arrow cut through my body and crucified it on the branch before me.

The tail feather twitched, stunned a bloodbath.

My blood.

“Don’t read the instructions,” the sharp screams sound behind me, “You’re dying!” I’m sorry.

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And I fainted and realized that the arrow was strong enough to go through my body.

I couldn’t get back in time. I immediately took the backpack and ran to the forest.

No purpose, just run.

Not even what is in the bag will be taken care of.

I didn’t understand my situation at all, and there was only one thing left in my head.

A warning:

Next second, you’ll die!

It’s a colder feeling.

I ran, tripped, rolled, crawled… like a rat.

And suddenly I saw a bright light in front of me, and We went forth at full speed, and leaped forth and entered it.

The leaves are scattered.

And We fell on the earth, and found it a beach outside of a dense forest.

Forward, the endless sea.

My hands and feet are in the sand.

In my head, there’s finally the first logical thought…

I got it!

It’s hard for him to shoot me in the woods.

So he threatened me loudly and forced me to run straight to the beach.

It’s wide open. It’s unconcealed.

So I fell in the sand and lost.

And suddenly, there was a sharp emptiness, and it was ringing behind me.

I’m too late to judge it, to roll it all the way.

Shh.

The arrow pierced into the ground where I had just been, and the whole arrow fell into the sand.

I’m not afraid when I start, I’ll shoot again.

I didn’t have time to hide.

The arrow went into my hand’s backpack, went right through it, pierced it into my abdomen, had a great power, threw me straight to the ground.

On the ground, I saw the blood coming out of my abdomen, dyeing a little bit of sand.

It hurts.

But that pain calmed me down.

Let me realize that there is really only one way to live.

Do it, kill.

01

I took the initiative to join the game.

My name is Chen Xiaowoo, 23 years old. A week ago, my sister Chen Xiaoyu’s artificial heart began to extricate, leaving only one month to live.

I knew it was the end.

But we’ve lived with each other for almost 10 years and can’t watch her die.

I asked the doctor to save her this time. How much?

The doctor said, “500,000, but money is not the biggest problem. I’m sorry.

“What’s that? I’m sorry.

“Your sister can’t use an artificial heart this time. I’m sorry.

“Hey,” I’m relieved. I’m sorry.

The doctor paused, “You know, peer donation, we don’t allow it ethically. I’m sorry.

I’m not talking anymore.

I’ve thought about it a million times.

The only way to change your sister’s life is if I die.

I can’t get ready. I can’t get ready.

But the old artificial heart has already left me in debt…

That day, I called for six hours, again, to the address book.

I borrowed less than $30,000.

Late at night, I went back to my sister’s room, charged my cell phone and watched her cry when she fell asleep.

And then the phone suddenly rings.

Strange number.

I went down the hallway, and I picked it up, and I said, “I got a game here that can make you a million dollars. I’m sorry.

I’m a little angry, “I don’t know who you are, but don’t mess with me at this time. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, I hung up.

But the next second, my phone got a text message.

Banker Kari, was transferred 100,000 yuan.

The transfer was accompanied by a message or the same sentence:

“I have a plan to make you a million dollars. I’m sorry.

02

On the beach, I stopped moving and began to listen.

The footsteps are approaching me, from between the wet leaves to the dry sand.

The blood is flowing, and my power is dispersing.

But I’m still waiting.

Not when he’s close enough.

It’s…

When that tiny but dangerous voice rings again.

That’s his bow string, the tight sound.

He’s not stupid enough to come straight to me and rob me.

He’s going to be at a safe distance, filling in an arrow to confirm my death.

But how can a bow and arrow be safe beyond a pistol?

I’m a Loser who can’t take care of his sister, but I was an athlete until I was 16.

Twenty-five millimeters, I’ve won two national championships.

I just, uh, carried a rat and lost everything in the bag.

But I have an instinct…

After holding the gun in hand, no matter how much reason remains, the hand will not be released again.

Turn over.

Raise the gun.

Bang.

His arrow came out at the same time, but even though it was only three metres away from me, it turned away.

Because I shot him in the left hand first.

The arrow lost its star and scratched a slight wound in my face.

Bang.

Meanwhile, my second shot hit him in the neck.

03

When the man fell, I lay on my back and breathed heavily, and it was only then that he found himself in cold sweat and blood.

About two minutes later, I got up very hard.

And he came to him, and it became clear that he was a mid-aged man in his mid-50s.

Glasses, beards, thin faces.

The anesthesia gun has made him completely faint.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.

I swung and checked his backpack. It was full.

I carried his backpack and wore his watch.

Then I took his arrow and pointed it to his neck.

04 – Hospital

“Who are you?”

I called back that weird phone in the hospital hallway.

“I am the representative of this game, and now I invite you to this game. Win, you have a million. I’m sorry.

“You know me?”

“No, but I have all your information. You were chosen. I’m sorry.

“Why me?”

“You have the skills to shoot, the psychological qualities of the national athletes, and at the same time, you have enough motivation. I’m sorry.

“Enough motivation?”

“You’ll do anything to keep your sister alive, won’t you? I’m sorry.

05 – A desert island

The arrow was still standing on the neck of the archer, and suddenly the sound of a drip appeared on my watch.

I looked down and I found the watch on the screen, full of numbers.

“12.”

The numbers suddenly changed.

Eleven.

This is the number of “players” from the big game of escape.

But I haven’t killed the archer yet.

It should be another person who died.

So, there’s already a man dead on this island.

A murder has occurred. And it will continue to happen.

So… can I really kill people?

I’ve completely lost the courage to do it.

So he laid down his bows and his arrows and comforted himself by saying that the archer was strong and, if he did not die, might have helped me with the other enemies.

The watch quickly recovered, showing time.

14:07.

I suddenly thought that when I woke up, it was 14 o’clock.

It may seem too early, but before the sun sets, I must find a place to hide and treat the wounds without delay.

But where?

Half an hour later, I found a lake in the woods.

Fresh water and shade.

And, a girl.

Rule number one: This is the only way to ensure your own safety in a dark forest, to kill everyone you see.

06 – Hospital

“This game will last 24 hours. In 24 hours, if you win, we’ll give you a million. I’m sorry.

“What if you lose?”

“You’ll die. I’m sorry.

I’m silent.

Because I can’t imagine what kind of game needs to bet on life.

And…

Who the hell is he?

Scared? The phone is asking.

“I… why trust you? I’m sorry.

And suddenly he smiled, and he said, “You’ve been calling for six hours all night, and you’ve only borrowed $30,000. Isn’t it?”

“You’ve been staring at me?”

“Yeah, so I know, Chen Xiaowoo, you have no choice but me. I’m sorry.

07 – Desert islands

I found the lake with the sound of water, and I was completely overstretched.

The wound, though tied by a cloth (the bow’s shirt), was bleeding.

I’ll break the long arrow. The arrows still have half their bodies, but I’m afraid to touch them.

When I got to the edge of the lake, I drank water, filled with water bottles.

And behold, he was not far away, and there was a box.

The shape is the same as the box I got, except that it’s white, with a Red Cross symbol on it.

Medical kit…

I walked over and opened the box, and it was so thick that it was bandaged, Iodine volts, penicillin amp, needles, ice bags…

This is very important material. My abdominal wounds are bleeding and these things can save my life.

But who owns these things?

When I think of it here, I suddenly hear a statement from the back:

“You move, I’ll kill you. I’m sorry.

I stopped all the moves.

08

And the sound behind it was blue, and I first determined that it was a young girl. But in this field, young girls, too, can kill.

I was in a hurry to raise my hands and signal that I was unarmed.

“Don’t kill me. I’m useful. I’m useful for you. * I’m shaking my voice and saying *

She’s silent.

“You want to cooperate? I asked.

“What? I’m sorry.

“I know everything about this island! We can work together!”

I’m lying to her. I know nothing about the island and do not want to work with others.

But the confrontation with the archers, the loss of blood, pain, and near-death have already forced me to forget about fear for a while and to begin to think about the most fundamental issues.

How to live?

I quickly realized that my best weapon was not an anesthesia gun in my hand.

It’s “deception.”

The maidens do not answer, and my heart is full of joy.

It’s the first time she’s ever been in a game, at least like me.

I pointed to the lower left crotch, where I put my anesthesia gun.

“So, in order to convince you, you can take my weapon away. I’m sorry.

She was still silent for a long time and finally whispered, “Okay. I’m sorry.

Next, footsteps, behind me, slowly approach me.

I couldn’t make sure she was armed, so I had to keep talking.

“My weapon is a pistol, yours… “I used to talk to her in an easy manner, trying to relax her guard.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

Quite a response. But the harder it gets, the more suspicious it gets.

“Then be careful, don’t go off fire. I’m sorry.

Don’t move! I’m sorry.

Quite incisive.

Even if I had shown such panic, she was still afraid.

This position, even with a gun, does not seem to be able to drive.

That’s when her footsteps were close enough.

I felt a hand in my left pocket, holding the handle.

This is it!

I held her hand until she reacted and immediately leaned back and fell into the lake next to her.

I’m gonna slow down after my injury, but in the water, she can’t go faster.

I strangled her and pressed her under.

She struggled because she was so thin and weak that I put her head in the water with one hand alone.

It’s my lucky, hurt like this, a little stronger than her. I can’t handle it.

But she was too small to do me any harm, even if she was holding my anesthesia gun in her left hand.

Wait, why didn’t she shoot?

I’ve turned off my insurance, and I’ll bet she doesn’t know about guns and can’t shoot me.

But… not only did she not touch insurance, she didn’t even pull the trigger.

And her other hand…

No weapons.

It was only a hand that dragged my clothes in vain.

Her struggle was weak, and I finally couldn’t bear to pull her upper body out of the shallow water, but still tied her collar.

She’s coughing and breathing.

Half-twilight, slow down and start crying.

I see now that she matches her voice, but she’s a 20-year-old girl.

“Why not pull the trigger? “Why? I’m sorry.

She’s still crying.

I lost patience, took the anesthesia gun and hit the ground in her ear with a butt.

Say it!

“…”

Say it! I’m sorry.

“Let’s cooperate, okay,” she cried, “I’ll help you heal… you let me live…”

“I beg you, please…”

09

“You’re a medical student, so the case is a first aid. And I was trained to shoot, so the case was an anaesthesia pistol…”

And I think about it, and I resist the pain caused by stitches, “So the toolbox is tailored to each person’s characteristics… hiss.”

She helped me with the wound, during which time my anesthesia gun pointed to her eye.

But, well, she didn’t hurt my mind.

She pulled the arrow and handed it to me.

I broke the arrow earlier, and at that point there was only an arrow and an arrow with long palms, like a dagger.

“Take it. I didn’t pick up the arrow. “I can’t have anything to defend myself. I’m sorry.

She shook her head, and she said, “The medical students have sworn, and I will save only. I’m sorry.

I paused and told myself not to let go of my guard.

But the girl in front of you, tender, weak, seems to be real, can’t hurt anyone.

So I decided to go with her.

After all, the abdominal wound, without her disinfectant bandage, will soon be fatal.

She saved my life.

When the wounds were healed, we were far from the water, and before dark, we found a cave on a cliff.

The law says that caves are the most important resource.

Because a sufficient amount of heat can be saved and the probability of exposure is reduced only by ignition in a cave.

Flaming fire.

We sat by the bonfire and enjoyed the rare temperature.

It was not until then that I finally dropped my gun against her, and I looked at her carefully, the beautiful eyebrow, the soft side of the face and the shape of the body under the wet dress.

And the fire was thin, and sculpted upon her pure but attractive outlines.

“If you want to touch me,” she senses my eyes, “to be safe first.” I’m sorry.

I was in a hurry to start, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay,” she sighs, “This place, it’s okay. I’m sorry.

She speaks of despair.

“But if you touch me please protect me. I’m sorry.

She said that she had softened her shirt, removed her shirt, showed her white underwear, then stood up and slipped the zipper on the side of her skirt.

The skin is white, the waist is not swirled, the legs are covered with droplets, and the skin is thin.

I looked at every soft move she made, half-wit, and finally laughed.

She stunned, “Why are you laughing? I’m sorry.

“It’s all right, it’s all right.” I’m just laughing, “It’s just that your offer is good. I’m sorry.

I also stood up and walked towards her step by step.

She looked at me with fear, but she did not back off.

“But one thing was wrong. After I played you, I won’t protect you anymore. I stretch my arm, “Kill, save. I’m sorry.

I went up and grabbed her neck and pressed it against the wall.

She ate the pain and grunted, but no resistance, no brows, no wrinkles.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.