Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

After seeing the goldfish struggling on the floor, Su Qing's stomach full of acid water was finally spit out.

He was lying on the floor, like a dead dog, struggling to vomit for half the night. It was not until noon the next day that the noise outside the door finally woke him up from his half-dream.

When he opened his eyes, what his eyes met was a white dead fish eye!

goldfish!

That weird and terrifying goldfish was still lying beside his head!

The goldfish seemed to have died, the white scales on its body were draped softly, and the foul-smelling acid water flowed out from under it. Su Qing shouted and crawled towards the rear.

"Goldfish...Goldfish..." He covered his face, "Why are there goldfish?"

After a long time, he got up from the ground tremblingly.

He didn't dare to look at the fish on the ground again, and he didn't dare to think about why there were fish in his water glass. In the face of all external challenges, Su Qing always tends to be a shrunken turtle. He closed his eyes and used a broom to sweep the dead fish out of the gate. Quan thought he didn't see it.

He staggered around the room for a while, and only after his eyes touched the strategy wrapped in a letter on the table, he remembered something more frightening than the goldfish.

He should have gone to the prefect and the Taifu today to submit his own strategy!

It was noon when Su woke up, he dawdled for a while, and now it was almost time. He didn't dare to think about it anymore, grabbed the envelope, and ran towards the door!

Along the way, he stopped several drivers and tried to get them to take him to the prefect. However, after seeing his face, those people either widened their eyes and opened their mouths, or waved their hands frantically before he got close.

"Fuck!"

Su Qing, who prided himself on being lofty, couldn't help but scold. He didn't have time to break up with these coachmen, so he ran directly to the prefect's mansion with his legs.

However, behind him, a pair of mother and daughter who saw his face clearly couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Mother..." The daughter whispered in horror, "That person's face!"

"Don't look! Don't look!"

When Su Qing arrived at the prefect, it was already Shen Shi. A servant was standing at the side door with his back to him. Su Qing quickly came up and patted his shoulder: "I..."

"It's Mr. Su." The servant turned his head and said in a sullen voice, "The prefect asked Xiao to wait for Mr. Su here."

"Master Gu, he..."

"I haven't left yet."

Su Qing was relieved. The servant took him into the prefect's house. Along the way, Su Qing kept his identity in mind, lowered his head, and did not meet too many people.

When they arrived at the pavilion where the prefect chatted with Taifu, the servant went in to communicate. Not long after, he came out again and said, "Mr. Gu Mingxiao will bring the strategy in."

Su Qing hurriedly pushed out the envelope, lowered his head, and looked cautious. Outside, he could clearly hear the prefect's voice: "This young generation has a first-class literary talent, and the future can be expected..."

There was a sense of pride in his heart, but he didn't notice the little servant standing by the pavilion, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He heard the sound of the envelope being opened, and the sound of flipping the pages with the Taifu faster and faster. For a long time, suddenly, the sound of teacups being smashed came from the pavilion.

"What kind of **** is this! Ridiculous! I don't understand!"

Then, there was the sound of someone rushing away in anger.

Su Qing looked at a loss, he didn't know why his work was so evaluated.

The prefect hurried to chase, Su Qing stood there, not daring to move. After a long time, the housekeeper who was in the pavilion came out. He came to Su Qing with his head bowed, and without saying a word, he smashed the thick manuscript into his head!

"The adults gave you a good chance, what kind of **** are you!"

The pages of the book were flying, and Su Qing was so frightened that he immediately knelt down. He hurriedly picked up a piece of letter paper, and when he saw the text in the place where the strategy should have been written, his eyes were instantly split!

On the white letter paper, he actually wrote two words that kept repeating in his own handwriting!

"Zhou Ying!"

"Zhou Ying Zhou Ying Zhou Ying Zhou Ying"

"Zhou Ying Zhou Ying Zhou Ying Zhou Ying"

"Zhou Ying Zhou Ying Zhou Ying Zhou Ying"

"No!" Su Qing raised his head and made a desperate voice, "This thing... I didn't write it at all!"

"Who are you fooling, isn't this your pen..." Just as the housekeeper was about to speak, he saw Su Qing's suddenly raised face.

The next moment, he screamed in panic: "Someone! Monster! Drag this monster out of me!!"

monster?

Before Su Qing could react, he was thrown out of the prefect mansion by several guards. He was locked outside the back door, and just as he was about to pat the door, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Su Lang?"

It's Wanying's voice!

The inexplicable encounter of this day finally felt real again at this moment. Su Qing turned around quickly: "Yingying, I—"

"what--"

A more shrill scream than before came out from Wanying's mouth. The maid beside her was also terrified, and she leaned back to protect her.

"Monster!! Monster!!"

"Ghost-ghost-!!"

"You..." Su Qing walked towards them angrily, "In the end..."

There was a sudden itching feeling on his face, he reached out and pressed his cheek, and touched something hard.

That hard thing seemed to grow out of the skin. Su Qing unconsciously pulled out——

What appeared on his hand was a blood-stained nail!

"Monster!! A monster with a face full of nails!!"

"Someone!! Protect Miss!!"

There were constant screams coming from all around. The guard with a knife opened the door and ran out. Among them, the housekeeper's shouts were also mixed:

"Kill the monster!!"

The day before, Su Qing, who had been cooking oil on fire and adorned with flowers, became a bereaved dog that everyone got and killed on this day. He fled in embarrassment and difficulty, but his face became itchy and hard.

Under the pursuit of the yamen, he fled to all the places where the sewage was flowing and the people were sparsely populated, but as long as anyone saw him, he would scream.

"Catch the monster!"

"kill him!"

He fled with his hair disheveled, and what frightened him even more was that beyond the skin on his face, his arms that were originally soft also began to harden, and continued...

Grows something like flesh-pink scales!

These scales are still soft, but they are everywhere.

The city is no longer a safe place. The yamen arresters surrounded his family, vowing to catch this evildoer. Su Qing fled in embarrassment all the way. After hiding in the garbage basket and avoiding a chase, he heard the voice of a yamen.

"He's over there! Chase!"

In a panic, he hurried out of the city gate before it closed, and countless people chased and killed him. In order to avoid the fate of being killed, he rolled and crawled into the mass grave.

After he ran into the burial mound, the pursuers behind him were a little hesitant. But soon, they rushed in under the prefect's order!

Escape, escape!

This was Su Qing's only thought.

The chasing soldiers were close at hand, and were ambushed on all sides. He can't go to heaven, and he can't go to earth. Seeing that there was a new coffin beside him, he gritted his teeth, and before the vigilant catcher found him, he lifted the lid of the coffin and hid in it!

He didn't have much effort, and the coffin lid was closed by him from the inside. Seeing that there was no one here, the chasing soldiers in the distance gradually shouted "He's over there!" "Go over there and see!" The voices disappeared.

Su Qing did not dare to be careless. A rancid corpse lay beside him, almost suffocating him.

But what scares him even more is his own body.

At the same time as the skin on his entire body hardened, the nails on his fingers... began to become extremely soft!

He couldn't hold back the soreness on his fingers, rubbed it gently, and a fingernail fell off!

He dared not move any more.

'Go out, go out after they leave...' Su Qing thought tremblingly, 'What the **** happened to me? ’

Su Qing hid in the coffin for a long time until he guessed that he was already a child. Seeing that he was safe, he also began to plan the next step.

He didn't know which way he could go. In one night, he changed from a prospective son-in-law of the prefect, and a promising sweetie, to a demon that everyone shouted and beaten. He wanted to find a doctor, but he was soberly aware that the mutation of his body was beyond what an extraordinary person could do!

This is clearly the power of ghosts and gods!

Is it...

He gritted his teeth, no matter what, he should get out of here first.

He raised his hand to push open the lid of the coffin, but at the moment when the coffin moved——

On the coffin, there is a strong force!

Su Qing used all her strength to push the coffin. However, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree. The hands on the coffin seemed to enjoy his struggle, sometimes loosening up to give him a little hope, and sometimes pushing hard to crush all his dreams.

Finally, he heard the laughing voice on the coffin.

After hearing that voice, he was completely desperate!

"Good evening," said the voice briskly, "I have twelve nails in my right hand, and twelve nails in my left hand, so here comes the problem—"

"After a stick of incense, how many nails will there be in my hand?"

"The answer is zero." The voice seemed extremely pleasant. "All of them will be nailed to this coffin...like..."

"Zhou Ying was like when she was lying in the coffin."

"You... are you Zhou Ying?"

Su Qing answered with a trembling voice. In this illusion, in his cognition, Lin Huai's voice was Zhou Ying's voice. For a long time, he cried, "I...you..."

There was no human voice in response to him, only the sound of nails being driven into the coffin bit by bit.

The coffin nailer can press the nails into the coffin with his bare hands, but he has to use a hammer to knock it bit by bit, as if...

He was enjoying the despair of the people inside.

"Three months ago, I was nailed in the coffin like this." The man said happily, "I lay there for three days, and you didn't come for three days."

"I'm a very patient person. I waited for you for three days." He continued, "I found out that you were so happy... It's not three days, it's only a few minutes, you can't bear it. Living?"

"Yingying, Yingying..."

"Don't call me Yingying, it's disgusting." Nailed the coffin humanely, "Nie Su will let me smell the snail powder."

"Zhou Ying, Zhou Ying!"

Seeing that the last nail was also nailed, Su Qing finally made a final plea without hesitation: "One night husband and wife, one hundred nights, for our sake, you..."

He was answered with a chuckle.

"So I gave you a little discount." He whispered, "When I climbed out of the woodshed, I only had ten nails, and when I ran out, they were gone."

"And now, I've given you a face of nails, don't worry, I won't do more after nailing you in here." He sat on the coffin and stretched out a finger, "You can do whatever you want. Take the nails off your face, put them on your fingers, and..."

"Dig up this coffin board." He laughed.

He was always sitting on the coffin board, listening to the sound of struggle and friction inside. A thick mist of blood gradually rose in the sky, obscuring the pale moonlight.

Lin Huai dropped the mask on his face. He crossed his legs and wore a red shirt, looking up at the sky.

With the scratching of his fingernails, he finally showed a maddening smile.

"Follow the way of the other, and return the body of the other. It is exciting enough to fall from the highest mountain." He said slowly, "Then now—"

He spread his hands.

"The last scene of "Dong Li" is over!" He said briskly, "Zhou Ying, are you satisfied with what you have seen?"

The young man in red, sitting on the coffin, let out a cheerful laugh.