When Hei Yang Hongli saw the title of the book "There's Someone Outside the Window", they had already begun to make various guesses about the content of the book.

First of all, it is a horror novel. The time should be dusk, evening or late at night, right?

After all, it is scary. First create an unknown and mysterious atmosphere. Once the fog map is opened, the line of sight is blocked. Only in this way can the sudden appearance of ghosts or bad guys appear scary!

You can't wear a black night suit and go out in the noon sun, right?

After all, it's broad daylight, and people can see you from afar, so how can you be scary?

Besides, the sun is shining brightly at noon, and the ghosts and ghosts are not too frightened by the heat, right?

Oh, people work in the middle of the night, so they have to work overtime during the day, right?

Damn it, workers from all walks of life unite!

Then there is the location and the windows. There is a high probability that it will not be somewhere in the wilderness, deep in the mountains and old forests. Of course, it does not rule out the possibility of getting lost in the wilderness and suddenly seeing an unexpected cabin.

Well, and then there are the words "someone", which eliminates the possibility of ghosts a lot.

Once combined, you can imagine a general picture of the story: the victim is a scumbag with a force value of five, meets a few teammates, has an accident, and is trapped in a strange old house.
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Everyone gathered around and discussed, and decided to stay here for one night and wait for dawn before trying to find a way to go out.

There may also be a few small quarrels, quarrels, and all kinds of bloody fights among them, telling everyone about the character relationship between these characters.

(Usually at this time, everyone can label each character with labels such as Short-lived Boy No. 1, Cannon Fodder No. 2, and Oil Bottle No. 3.)

Then there is sleep, inability to sleep, small movements, this one wakes up and that one wakes up, maybe someone in the team suddenly opens his eyes, showing a gloomy expression of "I am not a good person" or something like that.

The commotion lasted until midnight, and no one could sleep. They gathered in a circle again and said, "Ah, I feel like someone is watching us all the time." "Ah, there is something wrong with this house."

, to show that they finally knew there was a problem here.

(Normally, a normal person would feel horrified at the first sight of that kind of scene...)

Then everyone agreed, ah, it’s almost dawn in the middle of the night anyway, let’s chat together, tell ghost stories, ahem, tell positive sunshine stories, etc., let’s wait until dawn together.

Hey, someone is about to make trouble at this time. No, I just want to act alone. After all, it is reasonable for me to wake up in the middle of the night and suddenly want to go to the toilet, right?

Cannon Fodder 1: If it doesn’t work, it just won’t work, just hold it in!

Thornhead: Ah? Who are you? Dare you speak loudly to me?

Actor 2: Haha, let someone go with you, someone will take care of you.

Thorn Tou: Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard chants sutras.

Short Life Three: Well, let me be fair...

Thorn Tou: What you say is fair is fair? Does your fair word necessarily mean it is fair?

Well, after offending a circle of people, the little honey-smeared thornhead finally got the right to go to the toilet freely and disappeared from everyone's sight. The next shot of him should be an uneasy corpse.

Shock, panic spreads, and anxiety is created. At this time, a few more shots are taken of the window, for example, a shadow suddenly flashes past, making the whole audience tremble and run around in all kinds of ways.

The weak ones got tired from running, bent down to catch their breath, and when they raised their heads, oh ho, they were left behind.

A sense of tension is created, the sense of suffocation is intensified, and the visibility is getting lower and lower, as if there is a sound of wind in the ears.

Then some people began to lose their mentality, and finally shouted, "I want to leave this hellish place, no matter it's dawn or not!"

Then there will be arguments and one or two people will fall behind.

At this time, some clues about the murderer behind the scenes are thrown out, such as the childhood shadow diary, a certain incident in the newspaper with a red cross, and the male and female protagonists gradually piece together the identity of the murderer behind the scenes.

Then the murderer suddenly jumps out and starts a boss fight, escaping or being completely destroyed. Then the murderer takes out a mental illness certificate and forces a series of explanations.

Finally, the text emerged: This story is purely fictitious...

Well, this is the version that Heiyang Hongli and the others imagined.

However, as the reading progressed, shock, shock, displeasure, and anger appeared on both their faces at the same time... This story...

How outrageous!

The two people subconsciously tilted their heads back, showing an expression like "an old man on the subway with his cell phone" on his face.

"This, this, this..."

The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched: "What the hell is this..."

"Huh..."

Hongli gradually became expressionless, and her whole person was in a "numb" state.

"If I am guilty, please let Heiyang punish me vigorously instead of letting me see such outrageous stories!"

This is completely different from what they thought!

Well, how should I put it, the author seems to want to describe the horror of human nature...

So he made up such a small town, and then put a group of cows and horses into the small town...

This small city contains rebels, wallflowers, white-eyed wolves, virgin bitches, widows, tauren, celestial beings, hermaphrodites, fun people, and I don’t know if they are humans...

The ingredients are relatively complex, including but not limited to brothers turning against each other, tigers poisoning their sons, fathers being kind and sons being filial, unethical love, betrayal of close friends, neighbor disputes, revenge of wealthy families, disputes between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, filial piety leading to strong power, real and fake daughters, tearing up mistresses by hand,

The Bourne Storm, Midnight Terror, Criminal Investigation, High-Intensity Combat, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds...

Well, at least it involves... the grudges of two generations!

As for the person outside the window, he is not a murderous maniac with an axe, he is the master of suffering...

As for the protagonist, it’s from Lao Wang’s perspective...

Two pairs of numb, dead fish eyes moved together, turning the last page like a zombie, and saw the end of the last paragraph...

[The wooden boards on the windows have been removed, and there is no need to cover them up anymore.]

[Old Wang sat in front of the window and looked at the empty street quietly. The pale sunlight illuminated the dark red stone road, reflecting in his gray eyes.]

[The footsteps behind him are a bit heavy, which Lao Wang can understand, after all, the other party is carrying a giant axe.]

[What words is he thinking about leaving behind to make his departure more dignified?]

[He didn’t have time to think...]

【It’s great that the town is finally quiet.】

"Pa"

The book is closed.

Hei Yang: "..."

Hongli: "..."

"Very good."

Hongli said expressionlessly: "The author of a certain blacklist is happy to add one."

"Leave aside the content."

Hei Yang said quietly: "The writing is quite exciting.

Is there a possibility that there may be two or more pen names in your blacklist that belong to the same person?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Hong Li rubbed her eyebrows, sealed the book, and slid her head from Hei Yang's shoulder to the other person's arms.

"I have decided, next time I see my aunt again, I will give this book to her! Sharing is happiness!"

"Good niece, support justice sharing!"

Hei Yang held Hongli's head and agreed: "When you are beaten on the hanging house, you must remember to inform me to watch the fun."

"Oh."

Hong Li showed her dead fish eyes and let Hei Yang cover her sight with her long hair. She said unhappily: "Want to watch the fun and give me a few slaps?"

"I really don't have that idea."

Hei Yang waved his hand: "Do you want to continue watching?"

"No, we're almost there."

Hong Li turned over and lay on Hei Yang's lap. Looking at her mother looking outside with excitement, she could make a guess.

"After we get to grandpa's house, we can find a quiet place to play... No, why are you holding my head all the time? Do you think it's not round enough?"

Hongli's eyes moved up, trying to see the big hand on her head, and couldn't help but complain: "I always feel like your skull will be blown off in the next second."

"Ah, yes, yes, I even smashed your Tianling Cap."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and hummed: "I like Pan, is there any problem?"

"I'm going to splash all over your brain."

"Mom, Hongli talks dirty!"

"It's really shameless to snitch."
To be continued...