13 Mink Street

"Dear listeners and friends, good evening everyone. Welcome to the "Luo Jia Story Club" program..."

actually,

Karen had never entered this house, but Jeff, who had been lying in front of him coldly, "told" him the danger and mystery of this house long ago.

It is inconvenient for Karen to ask many things, but it does not prevent him from thinking, thinking, and brainstorming.

Uncle Mason took care of his first love, so he helped dispose of "Jeff"'s body.

That afternoon, when Grandpa came back and saw Jeff's body, he ordered Aunt Mary to call his uncle right away.

Then, grandpa went out.

Afterwards, on the way back from taking Mr. Hoffin to the hospital, Karen helped Grandpa treat the wound himself.

Obviously, grandpa went to fight;

It is more safe to say that Grandpa is going to deal with the matter, and this matter is likely to be related to Jeff's death, that is, to this house. Uncle Mason, who "wrestled" and couldn't get out of bed that day, is the best evidence.

Later, when passing by that house, Karen saw that leg and the red high-heeled shoes swaying on the toes from the window sill on the second floor.

Grandpa took care of things,

But those legs and those red heels are still there,

This only means one thing, this matter is very difficult to deal with, even grandpa can't handle it cleanly.

In addition, they are all on the same street, and the distance between them is actually only five or six hundred meters. At such a short distance, the two sides can continue to coexist with each other, which is enough to show how tricky this house is.

In addition, when facing Jeff, Karen was dragged into a terrible dream. In that dream, besides the woman, Karen also heard some special voices.

The snowflake sound, magnetic, low, is the sound from the radio.

Of course, all of these were just Karen’s imagination and guesswork, but when he walked into the master bedroom, he saw that there were only wooden shelves left on the bed in the master bedroom and even the mattress had been emptied, but the radio on the cabinet at the door was still covered. when placed there...

He will understand,

that thing,

That's the real switch.

In the "name of art", asking Mrs. Hughes to turn on the radio was Karen's last self-help.

He was actually not very worried that Mrs. Hughes would reject the proposal,

because,

She is really stupid.

Even if I am being pointed at by the murderer with a gun, and will be chopped into pieces by the murderer at the same time,

But Karen still stubbornly believes that,

murderer,

stupid!

Now,

The radio was on.

Karen breathed a sigh of relief, the sense of "burden" was instantly lifted.

When the worst result is that you are chopped into meat paste, it is especially beautiful to die together.

only,

What Karen didn't know was that,

That radio, not a "switch".

Whether you press the switch button or not, or whether it has a battery in it, whether it is plugged in or not, even if there is only an empty shell left, it will not affect the sound when it wants to "broadcast". Come.

...

[The time is set back to ten minutes ago. 】

When Mrs. Hughes's red "Kaman" sedan was parked at the gate of No. 128 Mink Street by Karen,

The second floor of this house,

There is already a reaction.

A pair of beautiful legs in high heels, standing behind the curtain, the heels of the high heels, gently hitting the floor.

"What's up?"

Alfred's voice came over the radio.

"he came?"

"Who's here?"

"who is he?"

"What, it's him!!!"

There was a clear tremor in Alfred's voice.

Some things are scary at first glance, but after a long time, they can gradually fade away and become normal, just like a nightmare, and then the nightmare is immersive, after waking up, the fear disappears in an instant Seven or eight It's done, there is only a little lingering fear left, and after another half a day, I don't feel anything, and I can even tell it as a joke.

but,

And some things, like wine, will become more and more mellow, with a long taste, and even in my heart, I will continue to outline and describe them to deepen the impression.

Alfred belongs to the latter category.

The connection between him and Ms. Molly is a spiritual bridge between the two, and the terrifying existence directly descended between them. This kind of power is indeed enough to frighten him;

But it was the mysterious "hymn" sung by that existence that really caused lasting damage to him, and the effect became more and more obvious.

That hymn easily broke through Mrs. Molly's barrier, and at the same time, it left a very deep psychological shadow on Alfred who was "watching" by the side.

After that, he frantically looked through various materials and ancient books, but failed to find any trace of that "song".

It seems to have appeared out of thin air, and it has never appeared in the long river of history.

You know, this is almost impossible!

To form a religion, there must be a "god", whether it is the only god or gods, in short, there must be a figure of a god above the head of the believer;

After God exists, there will be doctrines to explain God's thoughts, and at the same time help believers to understand and follow God's thoughts;

After having God and teachings, the next step is the most important step, and it is also a step that goes round and round, and that is... preaching.

More and more believers will continue to use their thoughts and wisdom to revise and enrich the teachings to make the figure of God more clear, and at the same time shorten the distance between God and mortals. Therefore, it is easier to attract new believers, like It's like snowballing.

This is the objective law of development of any religion;

But, do you dare to believe that even this terrifyingly formed "sanctress" has appeared, but there is no trace of the religion behind it?

It's like, you bent down and picked up a fresh sea fish on the ground, but when you look around for thousands of miles, there are deserts.

What made Alfred even more horrified was that,

The language of the "hymn" also has no provenance.

He found many multilingual systems, and even traced back to the alphabet matching of ancient languages ​​in ancient civilizations, but he just couldn't match the language of the hymn.

But when the "hymn" is being sung, one can clearly feel that it is a smooth and rhythmic language, and it is an extremely mature language!

Its fascination surpasses even that of most languages ​​known to Alfred today.

He somewhat regretted that he had the ability of never forgetting. As a result, these days, the rhythm of the hymn would ring in his ears from time to time, and it would always make him feel palpitations.

It was as if in the singing, his body, his soul, and everything he relied on would be trampled under his feet, and then smashed to pieces!

Religion without trace,

The language of the source cannot be found,

This made Alfred have to believe in a fact,

he,

Witnessing the... birth of a new religion!

In this world, there are many churches that have been passed down for thousands of years or even longer, and some of them can be traced back to the last era. Some of their founders and founders are simply the incarnation of religious gods, and some are claiming to be a servant of God;

But without exception, every creator is a terrifying existence, known as... God's envoy.

They were in the world abruptly, tearing open a hole, and opened up space for the inheritance and development of their own religion.

so,

This is a great being,

an admirable being,

May look at a hundred years, five hundred years, a thousand years later,

The stories he tells will become myths, and his own stories will become legends.

Thinking that such a terrifying existence had actually descended on his spiritual bridge, Alfred felt deeply terrified.

he appeared,

He appeared in Ruilan,

Appeared in Roja,

Appeared on Mink Street,

so,

Did he choose this place to sow his first seed?

And in this endless terror,

Alfred's heart,

Then another emotion called "hope" rises,

when it was a seed,

Can you get close to me?

On the trajectory of the growth of God and his religion,

Even a stray dog ​​caught in the mirror will follow along and be remembered and extolled by future generations!

However, Alfred only dared to think about this idea cautiously, because in the story of God, there are not only stories about caressing and teaching the stray dogs encountered on the roadside, but also stories about beheading demons.

However,

tonight

He came to the door.

...

"He got out of the car, and he took a woman? Is it his priest or waiter?"

"Huh? Like his mother?"

"This... Could it be that he is the descendant of the gods, and that woman is his mother?"

The gods of some religions are born in the belly of human women;

In religious legends, the mother body of the birth god will also receive a lofty status, and will always be enshrined and admired by believers in future generations.

"They, come in?"

"Have they gone up the stairs?"

"Come directly to the bedroom?"

"Ms. Molly, please hide it well. Your abruptness the first time can be considered a pleasure by him and he doesn't care about it, but if the ants dare to provoke you for the second time, you will definitely be robbed and punished!"

The red high-heeled shoes bent down and got under the bed.

The bottom of the bed is very short for others, but it is very suitable for her.

...

"This woman is holding a gun? Hehehe, what a stupid woman, she tried to use a gun to threaten an angel walking in the world."

"Ms. Molly, look, the envoy does what the woman says, because in the eyes of the envoy, everything is just a joke, and it's his pleasure tonight."

"Just like you last time, it's also one of his joys."

"Order God? Ankara? Symmetra?"

"This woman is really too stupid. Does she think the envoy is really teaching her? No, the envoy is punishing her."

"Ms. Molly, please don't move. This is the playground chosen by the envoy himself. It is one of his pleasures tonight. We just need to watch quietly and don't disturb unless the envoy calls .

Perhaps, tonight, we are just the "audience" chosen by the envoys. We need to do our part as an audience, be quiet when performing, and applaud vigorously when needed. "

"Huh? This woman is possessed. She should have come into contact with a tainted magic weapon, and her soul has been tainted."

"Oh, what a poor woman, she doesn't know what she is facing, including the strange demon that defiles and manipulates her, and she doesn't know either."

"There are always some little people who like to commit suicide, because their vision cannot see the truth and the gap at all."

"Ms. Molly, you said you wanted to make amends?"

"Don't worry, the envoy of the gods will not care about your sins. The eyes of the gods will not even look at you."

"Please don't be impulsive, Ms. Molly."

"Huh? You said you want to pray to the envoy of God to help you recover?

No no no, don't you know what this means? Helping any strange monster reshape the body so that it has a human-like image is a big taboo of the gods represented by the religion of order! "

"Ms. Molly, I know how deep your obsession is, but please control yourself, because your abruptness may lead me into an unfathomable vortex."

"Okay, my physical body has come to Minke Street, and I'm almost there."

"I'm already on the street at the door, but... I dare not come in."

"Oh my god, when I knew he was inside, I even subconsciously slowed down my breathing when I was standing outside, as if it was a little heavier, and it would disturb the existence of this stalwart."

"He should have found me, even though I have tried everything I can to hide my breath, but everything around me should be under his intelligent eyes, and there is nothing to hide."

...

"Ah, my lord made this strange demon possessing humans turn on the radio."

"Ms. Molly, look, what I just said, he really found me a long time ago. The hiding ability I am proud of is a joke in front of him."

"I'm just an ant with low self-esteem."

"Ants, heed your call!"

...

No. 128 Minke Street, at the gate of the courtyard.

A man in a red suit raised the brim of his hat silently, revealing eyes like blood moons.

at the same time,

His lips began to move,

And this voice,

But it came from the radio in the master bedroom on the second floor:

"Good evening, dear listeners. Welcome to Roja's Storytelling. I am the host, humble Alfred."

After saying this,

The man in the red suit outside stopped his lips, and the voice on the radio also stopped.

But this voice, in Karen's ears, is like the sound of heaven.

That's right, in that nightmare, this voice appeared before, and it was this voice.

Earlier, Karen was a little worried, what if the "ghost" in this house moved with the previous owner?

Now, there is no need to worry at all, the living people have moved away, but they are still there.

Karen didn't know what to call the "dirty things" in this house, were they ghosts or... Strange demons?

However, they are the existences that Diss cannot eliminate immediately, and they are the existences that can be neighbors under the eyes of Diss!

Obviously,

Mrs. Hughes didn't know the twists and turns,

She just frowned,

Some regretted:

"I don't want to listen to stories, I want to listen to songs. But if there are no songs, I can only think that this is a kind of defect, but a defect itself is a kind of beauty in art.

I can't wait, my dear Karen. "

Mrs Hughes held the gun in her left hand,

With a knife in his right hand,

"Karen, who is so handsome that I, no, we both drool, do you want to be shot first, or the knife first?

I suggest you choose a knife, because after the gunshots, I have to chop quickly and you hurry to leave, and you may leave a lot of your parts.

If you choose to be hacked to death quietly by me, I will chop you finely, not even a little minced meat will be wasted.

Um?

Why don't you choose

What are you waiting for? "

Mrs. Hughes walked towards Karen with a grim expression.

Karen, who was sitting by the bed, kept looking at the radio.

What the hell?

Haven't you already reacted? Why is there no movement after reading a line?

grass,

Don't you know how to fight different monsters?

but……

Aren't I also a strange demon? Why did Mrs. Hughes want to kill me?

...

outside the gate,

The cuffs of the red suit sway gently in the evening wind;

Under Alfred's handsome and deep face, there is a pair of calm blood-colored eyes.

He didn't dare to say a word, for fear of disturbing the spirit of the envoy;

He didn't dare to make decisions on his own, for fear of disrupting the rhythm of the envoy;

He is careful.

at the same time,

A series of pleas from Ms. Molly were ignored.

...

Mrs. Hughes has come to Karen,

tilt your head,

smile blooms,

Said softly:

"What are you waiting for?"

talking,

To Karen,

Raised the butcher knife!

Stimulated by this scene,

Karen shouted directly:

"What are you waiting for!"

...

outside the gate,

The wind moved.

Alfred's red figure disappeared into the street.

next moment,

The windows of the floor-to-ceiling windows shattered silently, and the glass did not splash around, but landed softly like cotton candy being blown away.

all of these,

happened too fast;

Mrs. Hughes' knife was just about to cut towards Karen, but she was shocked to find that there was an extra figure between herself and Karen.

He knelt there on one knee,

"Alfred, at your call."

"What!" Mrs. Hughes screamed almost maniacally. At the same time, the edge of the knife continued to cut down, only to cut at the man in the red suit.

Alfred turned his head and looked at Mrs. Hughes behind him,

In this instant,

Alfred's red eyes released a strange luster.

In an instant,

Mrs. Hughes' body froze immediately, maintaining the posture of swinging the knife, but she couldn't move anything.

Alfred turned around,

Continue to maintain the kneeling position,

He didn't even dare to look at the "great" existence sitting by the bed in front of him.

His right hand rests on his chest,

With great humility:

"Please forgive my presumptuous inquiry, whether to follow your great will, and use Symmetra to punish the polluters in front of you."

I……

Karen's eyes widened.

He had conceived many kinds of scenarios, the first one that has been ruled out is that the "ghost" in this house is not at home, and he is chopped into pieces.

Then, the two ghosts fought, like a dog biting a dog.

In the end, he would probably be killed by the winning side.

But no matter how much he imagined, he never thought that this scene would happen!

who is he,

Why is he kneeling before me?

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing again?

but,

Although his mind is now empty and in a state of shutdown, this does not prevent Karen from following the other person's words and making a sound of one syllable:

"Um……"

Fortunately, it was only one syllable, otherwise the voice of chattering teeth would not be able to be hidden. Karen believed that he could not even speak a complete sentence fluently.

"Alfred, I obey your will."

finished speaking,

Alfred, still kneeling on one knee and keeping his head down in a humble posture, issued a call:

"Ms. Molly."

"Hey... ah!!!!!!"

An ear-piercing scream came from under the bed, and Karen, who was sitting by the bed, was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

Fortunately,

His knees had been frightened for a long time, so although his feet were still on the floor, he couldn't stand up, and in the end, he still sat on the edge of the bed.

a pair of legs, a face,

Karen saw the scary woman in her dream again, but this time it was in reality.

He saw the woman open her mouth,

The originally normal mouth is expanding infinitely, to an incredible extent, it is as big as the height of an adult man;

Mrs. Hughes, who was "imprisoned", could only show a look of horror in her eyes, and her body was constantly dragged into the huge mouth.

It can be seen that

she is struggling

she is terrified,

But her struggle was in vain.

Karen had experienced the horror of "Ms. Molly" in her dream, her chewing, her swallowing, and she knew how terrible this was.

Mrs. Hughes' struggling body began to shatter;

Lines of blood appeared on her hands, her feet, her neck, and every part of her body. At the same time, more subtle divisions continued;

She, began to peel off.

Like picking up a piece of bread and kneading it, the whole piece of bread begins to turn into handfuls of crumbs.

A mass of black luster broke away from the body, and it seemed to want to escape, but the next moment, it was directly swallowed by Ms. Molly.

After the black light disappeared,

The dark spots on Mrs. Hughes' face also disappeared,

A look of relief appeared on Mrs. Hughes' face,

Her eyes fell on Karen who was sitting by the bed, with tenderness, and the corners of her mouth were slightly drawn.

Karen believed that at this moment, Mrs. Hughes, the real Mrs. Hughes, she had returned.

Karen's heart trembled, and he raised his hand subconsciously, trying to shout to stop.

If Mrs. Hughes killed because she was possessed by a "ghost", then Mrs. Hughes herself should be innocent, especially after the "ghost" has been annihilated.

But before Karen could make a sound,

Mrs. Hughes' body completely shattered and turned into a pool of blood mist, which was sucked into Ms. Molly's mouth.

In situ,

Only a pile of Mrs. Hughes' clothes remained, and Mrs. Hughes herself was gone.

Ms. Molly, who had only one pair of legs and one face, knelt down on one knee towards Karen who was sitting by the bed after swallowing Mrs. Hughes.

And Karen,

Looking at Mrs. Hughes' skirt, underwear, black lace on the ground,

fell silent.

A faint sadness rippled in his heart.

The God of Order created the rules of Order, and the first person to violate Order was his daughter. In the end, God of Order chose to throw his daughter Ankara into the mouth of fierce beasts to defend the dignity of Order.

This is,

Symmetra.

——

And at night.