The wind was gusting, and a light green car drove on the deserted street, and the two headlights emitted a faint blue light, like a ghost fire, and quickly drove into the pale red mist.

Siru sat on the roof of the car leisurely, her long hair was quietly draped over her shoulders, she raised her eyes, and grinned at the blood-red moon in the dark night sky, her blue and purple lips outlined a strange arc, making people feel a coldness for no reason.

"~I'm sitting on the roof of the car~ You're sitting in the car~ The moonlight is like blood~ Please accept this belated surprise~"

She sang faintly, her voice ethereal, but on a night like this, it made people chill for no reason. The gray pupils turned bright red in the moonlight, and slowly oozed blood, flowing down the white face like tears.

Soon, the white skirt was dyed bright red, and drop by drop fell on the roof of the car.

"Papa~Papa~"

In this silent night, it is particularly clear.

Feng Zhengxuan was immersed in his thoughts, interrupted by the sound of dripping water, he was a little unhappy in his heart, frowned, but didn't think much about it, he just thought it was raining.

After all, it's summer, and the weather can change.

Looking up at the window, he was stunned, well, let's not talk about whether it rained, the point is, this place is very strange, and it is not what he has to pass through when he goes home.

Hurriedly shouted to the driver, "Master, it's the wrong way, this is not the direction of my house." ”

Moreover, it is not known where this is at all.

Looking at the houses on both sides of the street, they are very low, mostly the kind of buildings with several floors, Feng Zhengxuan frowned, this place looks a bit like the old city.

The address he said was obviously a new district, how could he come to a completely opposite place?

"Wrong?"

A hoarse and stiff voice sounded, and I saw the driver sitting in front of him twist his neck and slowly turn his head, revealing a face full of scars.

Feng Zhengxuan was obviously stunned, and before he could react, he heard the driver pull the corners of his mouth and laugh coldly twice, his expression was extremely mechanical, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

His pupils shrank, and his eyes widened suddenly, "You...... You ......"

I heard the driver's cold and low voice, "Your home, shouldn't it be in hell!" ”

His hands were still holding the steering wheel, but his whole head was twisted behind his back, and a vicious smile appeared on his face, "Feng Yang, we finally met again." ”

It's a rarity.

It's not in vain that he waited so long, and sure enough, that person didn't lie to him.

Keep the clouds open and see the moon, well, today's moonlight is just right, blood red and blood red, suitable for blood debt and blood repayment.

He stretched out his purple-black tongue and licked his withered, chapped lips, the wet and sticky saliva emitting a rich, disgusting stench.

"Hey~"

However, Feng Zhengxuan didn't have the joy of reunion at all, he kept retreating in horror, shrunk back in the car seat, his eyes glared at the boss, "You...... You are...... Zhao Qingyuan? ”

But he immediately shook his head and denied it, "No, no, you're not him, you can't be him, he's dead, heh, he's been dead for eight years." ”

"Hallucination! It must be an illusion. ”

His lips were white and trembling, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

But the fear on his face did not falsify in the slightest.

The driver who was called Zhao Qingyuan smiled and said, "Hehe~ I didn't expect that after so many years, you still remember my name." ”

"That~ You must remember how you hacked me to death with a knife...... bar. ”

"Tsk, a lot of blood."

He had an eerie smile on his face, but there was a surging chill in his gray eyes.

Feng Zhengxuan's heart trembled, and his body paused obviously, but trying not to be afraid, he swallowed his saliva and turned his head to the side, "That's ...... You can't blame me, it's all you, if you hadn't deliberately provoked me in the first place, I'd ...... It doesn't get out of hand. ”

So, it's you who is to blame.

He didn't admit it and put all the blame on Zhao Qingyuan.

Well, the murderer is right, and it can only be said that the person who was killed deserved it.

Get out of hand?

Hearing these two words, Zhao Qingyuan wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.

So, does the kitchen knife bought in the supermarket a day in advance only mean that the out-of-control reflex arc is very long?

But, it doesn't matter.

Because, he's dead, after eight years, who remembers that someone was hacked to death by his roommate.

Forget it.

Finally had a chance to take revenge, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

The car didn't know when it stopped, the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and it looked more and more eerie under the blood-red moonlight.

Feng Zhengxuan's lips trembled, "I also have no choice, I have endured it for so long, I can't bear it anymore." Why can't you think more about others, it's always like that...... Opinionated. ”

The hand had already reached the door lock.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Zhengxuan quickly opened the car door with his hand and rushed out.

He ran for his life, not daring to look back, with only one voice in his head.

Escape, you must escape, you must not be caught.

Zhao Qingyuan's cold and weird laughter came from his ears, "Hehe~ Just run away, but don't ~ don't get caught......"

He sat in the car, not moving, his neck had been turned in the direction of the window.

Seeing Feng Zhengxuan quickly disappear into the pale red fog, he laughed twice and gradually disappeared.

Feng Zhengxuan gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his neck bulged, and the wind poured frantically into his throat from his nose and mouth, he only felt that he was about to run out of breath.

My throat hurt so much that I couldn't run anymore, so I clutched my chest, squatted on the ground and retched.

After a while, he gasped violently, breathing heavily, as if he had come back to life.

It was quiet.

All he could hear was panting.

Feng Zhengxuan stood up with his hands on his legs and looked around vigilantly.

Well, the fog is much lighter, and the streets are full of low houses, no street lights, and no people.

Looking up, a blood-red moon hung high in the dark night sky, highlighting the strangeness of this place.

He frowned, his eyes filled with boundless fear, where the hell was this?

It's like, entering a different time and space.

But he didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't even dare to walk hard, for fear of making a little noise.

If something is drawn, it will be miserable. For example, heh, Zhao Qingyuan, who has been dead for eight years, perhaps, Yu Jiale.

They were all hiding in the shadows, wanting his life.

Feng Zhengxuan curled his lips and showed a mocking smile, but he didn't dare to relax in his eyes.

He walked cautiously, and there was silence all around, and when he turned the corner of the street, he saw a dim lamp at the end diagonally opposite.

The light is faint and yellowish, and you can't see it if you don't pay attention to it.

Feng Zhengxuan stopped, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

I have just experienced such a terrible thing, and no one will let down their vigilance.

There's something strange about this place, oh, who knows what's in that lighted house.