Fantasy Farm

When Chen Xuyang woke up again, he was already lying back in his bed. He opened his eyes and even thought whether he had had an absurd nightmare, but when he sat up from the bed and saw his messy living room, he realized that this was not a dream, all this really happened.

On the floor and walls of his house, there was blood everywhere, as well as the meat leftovers from being eaten. The strong smell of blood in the air made it a hell-like scene. When Chen Xuyang saw these pictures, he almost didn't pass by again. For some reason, he used his last self-control to stabilize his mind, and tremblingly took out his mobile phone and called the police.

Hu Shu received Chen Xuyang's alarm call and was a little surprised, saying that you just said that your jar is okay, why did you change your mouth after only half an hour.

"Where do I know?" Chen Xuyang wanted to cry, "Help, comrade police, my house now looks like the scene of the murder..."

Hu Shu was very helpless, and while comforting Chen Xuyang, he commanded: "Then you come out of your house first, wait downstairs, we will come right away."

Chen Xuyang nodded hurriedly.

To leave the bedroom, you need to pass through the living room. The original short walk, but at this moment, is like a moat. Chen Xuyang did some mental building for himself for a while, and after repeatedly confirming that there was nothing in the living room that he had seen before fainting, he took a cautious step and wanted to leave the house.

But who knows that when he walked to the center of the living room, he found that the pieces of meat and bones in his living room seemed to be in a pattern. Chen Xuyang saw the pattern and the first reaction was the formation of the evil gods, and he hurriedly crawled. He rushed out of the house and took the door easily.

This June was already very hot, but Chen Xuyang still got cold all over. He waited downstairs for a long time before waiting for Hu Shu and Pang Ziqi. When he saw them, his expression was almost like seeing a lifesaver: "Police Comrades, you can count it—"

Hu Shu said, "What the **** is going on."

Chen Xuyang quickly described the situation in his home. He said that there was blood everywhere on the floor and walls. The center of the living room was also made up of meat and bones as a magic circle. The person who made all of this was treacherous, and he must think. It is definitely not a good person to kill him. He said so well and vowed to make the listeners feel cold in the back inexplicably.

Fortunately, Pang Ziqi was calm and said, "Let’s go up and take a look."

So the three of them took the elevator and went back again. Although Chen Xuyang was very scared and reluctant to go back, he would go home sooner or later...

Opening the door with the key, Hu Shu also saw the situation in the house. Similar to what Chen Xuyang described, the room was almost a mess. Other things hadn't been passive, but there were traces of blood everywhere. When he turned his head, he saw the evil **** pattern in Chen Xuyang's mouth.

"Go in and have a look." In order to prevent accidents, Pang Ziqi took out a gun.

Hu Shu nodded, his expression also becoming solemn.

The two of them stepped into the house cautiously one after the other, and first checked the rooms to make sure that there were no other people in the house. The jar was still in the storage room as Chen Xuyang said. Hu Shu took the jar out and put it on the table in the living room for Pang Ziqi to stare at it to avoid any accidents.

"What the **** is going on with this jar." Chen Xuyang trembled, "Officer Hu, didn't you say that it is a good jar."

Hu Shu looked at Chen Xuyang with deep meaning, "Yes, aren't you still alive."

Chen Xuyang: "..."

Hu Shu said: "If this is a broken jar, I think it is your neighbor who calls the police instead of you."

Chen Xuyang had nothing to say.

Pang Ziqi put his gaze on the Cthulhu pattern in the living room and observed it carefully, but the more he looked at it, the stranger his expression became. Hu Shu couldn't help asking: "Pang Ziqi, what did you see?"

Pang Ziqi turned to look at Chen Xuyang: "Are you birthday in June?"

Chen Xuyang nervously said: "Yes... does this have something to do with the birth date?"

Pang Ziqi said: "Twenty-sixth birthday?"

Chen Xuyang nodded hurriedly: "Officer Pang, what are you asking about this? Is it because there is something special about my birthday that I was chosen as a sacrifice?"

Pang Ziqi: "...Watch less horror movies."

Chen Xuyang: "What's going on?"

Pang Ziqi pointed to the so-called Cthulhu pattern and motioned Chen Xuyang to see it by herself. Chen Xuyang was terribly scared. Driven by Pang Ziqi's strong gaze, he looked at the Cthulhu pattern tremblingly, but after about ten seconds, Chen Xuyang's expression became the same as Pang Ziqi: "This... This...what's this?"

Hu Shu sighed and patted Chen Xuyang on the shoulder: "I said yours is a good jar..."

I saw that the so-called Cthulhu pattern was not a totem at all, but a few words made of meat and bones-Chen Xuyang, happy twenty-sixth birthday.

Although the spelling is rough and the picture is very bloody, it is indeed just such a few words, and it seems that these words are not easy to complete. Hu Shu shed a touch of tears: "Look, people I was celebrating your birthday."

Chen Xuyang looked at the font, his chest was throbbing, and he didn't know what to say again.

Pang Ziqi walked to the middle of the pattern and picked up a few pieces of minced meat and bones. After a simple inspection, it was determined that it was not human bones, but poultry or other animals, because these bones were very slender and did not exist in the human skeleton at all.

"So there is nothing wrong." Hu Shu comforted Chen Xuyang, "I guess it has been a long time since I worked hard."

Chen Xuyang: "..." His consciousness is a little fuzzy.

Hu Shu said: "Otherwise, you can hold on for two more days to see. If it really doesn't work, I will call someone over to help and get rid of the jar."

Chen Xuyang whispered: "How to deal with it?"

Hu Shu said, "What else can I do if I smash it?"

Chen Xuyang's expression became more complicated when he heard that he was about to smash the can. He could do it himself, but the problem was that he had already smashed it when he was about to smash it. Isn't it reluctant to drag him until now? And it seemed that this thing really didn't mean anything to him, so it was smashed, and it seemed a bit unreasonable.

"Okay, let me see it again." Chen Xuyang could only say so.

Pang Ziqi said: "This thing is human, you can try to communicate with him, in case it teaches."

Chen Xuyang: "...Alright."

At the end of the police, Hu Shu and Pang Ziqi left, leaving Chen Xuyang alone at home, eating and cleaning, looking at the jar with a complicated expression. Fortunately, he bought this house to live alone. Otherwise, the landlord or the roommate who lives in the same house will see the **** handprints in this house, and they will be scared to move out.

After finishing cleaning, Chen Xuyang touched the smooth surface of the jar again, and decided to talk to the jar, although he didn't know if the jar could understand...

Lu Qingjiu didn't know what happened to Hu Shu's side. After eating lamb skewers that day, he couldn't forget the taste of the stall. He also tried to mix the condiments by himself, but he felt that there was a little spice missing. So I wanted to try again. Regarding Lu Qingjiu's proposal, Bai Yuehu and Yin Xun both raised their hands in favor, but before they had set a time, Hu Shu called Lu Qingjiu again, saying that someone wanted to invite them to dinner.

"Someone invited us to dinner?" Lu Qingjiu was curious, "who?"

Hu Shu vaguely said that you will know when you come.

Lu Qingjiu's eyes turned and he immediately understood: "Is there something that can't be solved?"

Hu Shu said, "Um... forget it?"

Lu Qingjiu said: "Could it be that the jar hadn't been settled that day?"

Hu Shu sighed and said that it was not unsolved, but the solution was a little subtle, which caused the reporter to always call the police frequently. This time it was okay twice, but the number of times was too high, and their police force was a bit tight.

"Always call the police? Why do you call the police frequently after all?" Lu Qingjiu didn't understand.

Hu Shu was particularly helpless: "It's not that although there is no life, you can see the broken bones and meat every time you open the door. Normal people will feel scared when they see it."

Lu Qingjiu said in amazement, "Why didn't he throw the jar away?" It stands to reason that even if it is a family heirloom, all these things have happened. How big is the heart of the people who keep the jar at home.

Hu Shu said bitterly, "The problem is here."

Lu Qingjiu: "What do you mean?"

Hu Shu said: "Those broken bones and meat are all spelled Chinese characters. Why are you working hard today? Why pay attention to rest? Remember to go to bed early..."

Lu Qingjiu was drinking water, but he almost didn't spit out when he heard this. After a while, he eased back, coughing and saying, "I heard it right, is it spelling these words with minced meat and bones?"

Hu Shu helplessly said: "Yes, I heard that, the most exciting thing is that one day the reporter went home and saw a big heart imprinted on his ceiling by **** handprints..."

Lu Qingjiu covered his face, wanted to laugh, and felt a little gloating, but to be honest, it was really funny.

"Then we found that we couldn't communicate with the jar." Hu Shu said, "Although it can feel our emotions, it is emotions. It seems that we can't understand the literal meaning." He said in his tone. A little bit helpless, "So I wanted to ask, Brother Lu, can you help me and talk to the jar so that he will stop expressing his concern for the homeowner in such an exciting way."

Lu Qingjiu laughed loudly. He said, "I'm going to ask, there is no guarantee that it will work."

"Sure, if it works, let's make an appointment tomorrow night." Hu Shu said, "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Qingjiu said: "Just the lamb skewers that day, it's very delicious, the two at home are still talking about it these days."

Hu Shu said yes.

After that, Lu Qingjiu told Baiyuehu about this, and Baiyuehu easily agreed. It took him no effort to communicate with the jar, let alone a delicious meal of lamb skewers.

This lamb skewers have a few special ingredients, which can be regarded as the boss's secret recipe. I can't make this taste by myself. It feels like something is missing. Lu Qingjiu wanted to eat twice more to see if he could taste something.

It was another hot night. Lu Qingjiu drove Yin Xun and Bai Yuehu to the barbecue stall in a small truck.

After Lu Qingjiu parked the car, he saw Hu Shu talking to a sad young man. He walked to the side and Hu Shu hurriedly introduced the identities of several people.

Lu Qingjiu also learned that the name of the informant was Chen Xuyang.

To be honest, the three of Lu Qingjiu stood together, really quite conspicuous. The three of them are not bad, but their personal styles are very different. Although Bai Yuehu is handsome and innocent, but there is no expression on his face, he does not seem to talk very much, and he is not very easy to get along with. Yin Xun was still a young man, grinning silly, showing a cute tiger tooth. Lu Qingjiu looks handsome and has a gentle expression. Almost everyone who wants to talk to each other will start with him involuntarily. And the only thing the three of them have in common is that the first action after sitting down is to show a longing expression toward the kebab stove-it seems to be hungry.

Chen Xuyang hurriedly explained that the lamb skewers he called had already been grilled, and it was estimated that he would be able to serve it in a while.

Lu Qingjiu then turned his gaze back and said, "I already know about you, did you bring that jar?"

"Brought it," Chen Xuyang said hurriedly.

As he said, he got up and went to the bicycle next to him and took down a package. Inside the package were the two jars that Lu Qing had seen before.

"I don't know where it is hiding, so I brought it all." Chen Xuyang explained.

Lu Qingjiu said: "What do you want to say to it?"

Chen Xuyang said: "I just want it to stop sending me those things."

Lu Qingjiu said: "For example?"

Chen Xuyang: "For example, rest early with minced meat..." God **** rest early, can he sleep looking at the meat in this place, so he has to spend an hour cleaning every day at home. He threw a few large bags of minced meat, making the neighbors look at him wrong. This is not the worst. The worst was that there was a time when a food delivery was delivered to his door. When he came in through the crack of the door, he saw the **** handprints on the walls and floor of his house. At that time, he watched the takeaway shop. The brother turned pale, turned and ran, like a rabbit being chased by a dog, but he didn't catch him.

Then two hours later, he received a call from Hu Shu, asking him to pay a little attention to the influence, if it really scares people...

Lu Qingjiu nodded and handed the jar to Baiyuehu.

Baiyue Fox reached out to take it, tapped his finger on the jar, and made a strange sound in his mouth, as if he was speaking a special language. Lu Qingjiu must have never heard of this language, but the amazing thing is that he actually understood the meaning of Baiyue Fox's words, and he didn't know if it was because of the quarter of the dragon blood in his body.

Bai Yuehu relayed Chen Xuyang's request to Jar, and Jar responded after hearing it. The response was very small, and Lu Qingjiu heard vaguely. In the end, he simply pressed his ear to the jar to hear clearly.

Several other people waited nervously nearby, but looking at their expressions, they didn't seem to hear the sound from the jar.

After listening to Lu Qingjiu for a while, his expression became increasingly strange. He glanced at Chen Xuyang and then at the jar.

Chen Xuyang was numbed by Lu Qingjiu's scalp, and almost blurted out, Doctor, can I help.

Bai Yuehu was much calmer. He repeated Chen Xuyang's request to the jar, and made a series of regulations on the jar's behavior, and made it promise that he would never express his concerns in this way again.

Lu Qingjiu almost understood what was going on. He straightened up and asked Chen Xuyang: "You sold your old house last month?"

Chen Xuyang let out a dazed voice: "Why are you suddenly asking about this..." He immediately reacted, looked at the jar, and then at Lu Qingjiu, "What did it tell you?!"

Lu Qingjiu said, "Yes."

Chen Xuyang sighed and looked a little sad. He explained that his father had been ill before and had been borrowing money for treatment. The things that should be sold at home were almost sold. Only the old house and the apartment he lived in were left, but the apartment was sold. There was no way to pay off the debt, so I had to sell the old house...

Lu Qingjiu said: "It is not malicious to you, just worried about you."

Chen Xuyang nodded, indicating that he knew.

"You have a low salary, and you eat instant noodles every night." Lu Qingjiu succinctly relayed the jar's words, "It is afraid that you will eat too much instant noodles and it will be nutritious, so it wants to give you a snack.

Chen Xuyang: "..."

"The meat is all bird meat, it tastes very good." Lu Qingjiu said here, with a smile in his voice, "It can be used for eating." The habit of this jar is somewhat similar to that of a cat, afraid that the owner will be starved to death. I worked hard to bring some gadgets home and put them in front of the owner, in an attempt to feed the big cats who were clumsy and could not prey.

"Ah! I know, but I can't eat it." Chen Xuyang said quickly, "Don't give it to me..."

"Yeah." Lu Qingjiu nodded, "I told it, it shouldn't bring those things back in the future."

While Chen Xuyang breathed a sigh of relief, he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. Although the way the jar cared about people was not right, he could still feel its kindness.

"There is..." Lu Qingjiu said, "It asks if you need any other help."

"Help?" Chen Xuyang became interested, he said, "Can it achieve my three wishes or something?"

Lu Qingjiu: "...If your three wishes are all meat."

Chen Xuyang: "..." Forget it.

"But, is there any way I can understand what it says?" Chen Xuyang asked, "Otherwise we can't communicate."

After Baiyuehu was an interpreter, he quietly ate his lamb skewers next to him, and heard Chen Xuyang's question lightly: "It's okay, but it's more troublesome."

Chen Xuyang is still full of interest: "What to do?"

Baiyuehu said: "You can just treat it as a family **** and give it up."

The house **** is a kind of Chinese folk **** who is said to protect the family members. After offering sacrifices to the house god, the house **** becomes a member of the whole family, and every time a festival or ancestor sacrifice is made, a sacrifice is required to the house god. Baiyuehu said that this pot might have a sense of family god, but afterwards, Chen Xuyang's clansmen did not continue to sacrifice to him, so the divinity on his body gradually faded and he degenerated into a monster.

Chen Xuyang listened very seriously. It was the first time he had come into contact with these things. After hearing the description of Baiyue Fox, he immediately remembered that his parents had mentioned the jar about the pot, saying that his ancestors did sacrifice this The pot, only after the time changed, the sacrificial matter was banned. The jars were also put in the storage room as cultural relics. Later, they fell into the family, and they did not have the heart to sell the jars.

The jar had been quiet before, until Chen Xuyang sold the old house before it appeared strange.

Now through the communication between Lu Qingjiu and Baiyuehu, Chen Xuyang learned that the jar had been in a deep sleep state, and later awakened it because the old house of the Chen family changed owners. After waking up, I was shocked to find that Chen Xuyang was left with a single seedling in the Chen family, and the place where he lived, the food was very cheap, and he was immediately distressed and wanted to show his concern.

It’s just that this way of caring makes Chen Xuyang a little unacceptable...

"Then its true body looks like a human?" Chen Xuyang remembered the long-haired shawl monster he had seen. To be honest, he hasn't seen what the monster looked like so far, only remembered the green eyes and the delicate denseness. Teeth now.

"True body?" Lu Qingjiu said, "It didn't say this."

Chen Xuyang said: "Well, I get it."

Even if the matter was resolved in this way, both sides reached a consensus. The jar promised not to bring back strange things to Chen Xuyang. Chen Xuyang promised not to throw him away, and worked hard to redeem the old house as soon as possible. Of course, in order to understand the jar earlier, Chen Xuyang decided to continue enshrining it after he went back. After all, Baiyue Fox said that if he eats enough incense candles, then he and the jar can communicate.

After disposing of the cans, everyone happily ate the lamb skewers. Hu Shu and Pang Ziqi were relieved, thinking that finally they don't have to toss anymore.

Everyone was full of food and drink, and they dispersed. Lu Qingjiu returned home with Yin Xun and Bai Yuehu, who had round belly. Parked the car, and the three of them walked around the village for a while before going to bed. It’s getting dark and late, and you can see villagers walking everywhere, but since knowing that there are no living people in the village, Lu Qingjiu’s mood is a bit complicated. Say you are afraid, not afraid. Say not to be afraid. My back feels a bit cold.

The white moon fox's wound is healing slowly, but the healing rate is very slow. It seems that the injury is not light. There hasn't been much news about boiled leap recently. It seems that a snowfall has taken everything away.

The days were calm but not plain, Lu Qingjiu rubbed against Bai Yuehu's chin, and the two hugged each other to sleep, and fell asleep.

The next day after eating the barbecue, Chen Xuyang did not see the meat from that place again when he returned home. Instead, he saw a bowl of instant noodles on the table still exuding steam.

On the post-it note left on the table last night, Long Feifengwu wrote three beautiful Chinese characters: Go to bed early.

Chen Xuyang looked at the post-it note and couldn't help laughing. He got up, took the jar on the sofa in the living room, put it next to the instant noodles, and said with a smile: "Come, eat instant noodles with me."

The jar shook slightly. Although he didn't know what it meant, Chen Xuyang still stretched out his hand, scratching the jar like a puppy's chin.

The jar happily turned around on the table twice and almost didn't throw himself to the ground.

"Everything will be okay." Chen Xuyang picked up his chopsticks and picked up a chopsticks for instant noodles, "Come on, Chen Xuyang!"

Come on! ! The jar cried silently beside it.