I'm forced to aquaman

Chapter 12

Yin Chen went back upstairs again, but this time he walked directly in the direction of those leaky rooms.

Yin Hong followed, and asked as she walked: "Yin Chen, what did you mean when you said 'the time has not come'?"

This sentence sounds very internal.

"Want to hear an explanation?"

"Think about it."

"Knowing too much is never a good thing."

"..."

Yin Chen glanced at Yin Hong again, looking unmotivated.

"Ask anything else."

He could see that Yin Hong should not only have this problem.

Yin Hong sneered: "Didn't it be bad to know too much?"

"It's not quite there yet."

"Just that question, and what's more," Yin Hong hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Why did you come back so soon?"

"Naturally, they found a problem and rushed back."

After Yin Chen finished speaking, she was already standing in front of the door of one of the different rooms. Yin Hong remembered what she had encountered when she came here alone before, and she was still hesitating whether to tell the story. Yin Chen stepped forward and said: "Those are just bluffing."

"As I said, before the time comes, everything before that is just a paper tiger."

Yin Chen directly put his hand on the doorknob to open the door, but the room remained motionless as if locked.

He looked down at the doorknob, and seemed to chuckle lightly, feeling a little bored.

"That's the trick."

He retracted his hand, and then slammed his right hand on the door.

The door vibrated visibly, and it was strange that there was such a loud movement but there was no sound.

When Yin Chen withdrew his hand again, what he faced was the door that opened automatically, and the rushing tide.

Yin Hong: "Wow, this..."

It's too wet, the whole person feels like walking into a sauna room, but the sauna room is full of hot air, while the air here is damp and cold, which makes people shiver.

Yin Chen walked in without changing his expression. After looking around, he took out a broken mirror and put it on the dressing table in front of the bed.

Yin Hong didn't follow in, she stood by the door and watched, just standing here was enough to make her uncomfortable, seeing the mirror, she suddenly had doubts in her heart.

But she didn't ask immediately, but patiently waited for Yin Chen to come out.

Yin Chen walked out without doing anything other than putting down the mirror, and at the same time closed the door again.

"I found that mirror at the client's home."

he said.

He felt that there was no need to explain so much to other people. Yin Hong was his sister, so if he wanted to know the details, he could tell.

It was only a trivial matter for Yin Chen's client to solve this time. He went over to look at it a few times, and then found that the mirror was strange.

He proposed to take the mirror away. Although the client was surprised, he did not refuse. He felt that it was just a mirror. Although it could be called an antique after some years, it was worthless if it was broken like this.

"Her grandma is the landlord here."

Yin Chen said.

"She brought the mirror from here."

As for why a broken mirror was taken away on purpose, the client said that the mirror was still intact when she took it away, and then it suddenly broke one day, completely broken, and she didn't know why.

Yin Chen; "That's a seal."

It is now crumbling.

"It's probably a sealed one," Yin Chen thought for a while, "it's probably a demon."

His tone was uneventful: "I trapped you here probably because I want to prepare for the restoration of strength after the seal is broken."

Some of the supernatural activities during this period were to crush their psychology and make them have more negative emotions, which is similar to killing chickens and bleeding first.

Yin Hong felt that what he said was extremely relaxed, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

With a high probability, the thunderstorm outside and the blocked signal, including the door just now, are not a problem for Yin Chen.

In fact, Yin Chen thought about whether he should pull the demon out of the seal manually on the way just now, and solve the problem directly without wasting time, but he thought again, wouldn't he be able to get along with Wu? Tong has been waiting for a long time?

Oh, that's kind of useful.

"Then, why are there demons here? Why is the seal..."

"When the time is up, it will be broken naturally," Yin Chen said, "There is no one-and-done sealing method in this world."

"Things that are suppressed will explode one day."

"As for why there are demons here, I asked."

"Ask who?"

"People outside."

"..."

Yin Hong didn't need to continue to ask which "outside" the "outside" refers to, she glanced at the lightning and thunder outside the window and the trees that were constantly shaking by the strong wind, the dark woods made her instantly wake up. Goosebumps all over my body, I dare not think about it.

Yin Chen: "It's a boring story, but you should be interested."

"……what?"

After Yin Chen finished speaking, he had no intention of continuing to speak, after all, he felt that the story was really boring.

But it's also something related to love, whether it's resentment or hatred, love can't be done.

This house is very old, and the owner is either rich or noble. The single-family building next to it appears to be for the servants to live in, but it is actually doing some shady business.

Wife, concubine, mistress, it doesn't matter what kind of people lived here. Those dark and dirty things have been washed away by the torrent of time, but there are many resentments in life. decay and dissipate.

What is certain is that someone summoned a demon, perhaps made a wish, paid a price, and then somehow sealed the demon in the mirror, and then it is now.

Yin Chen couldn't understand those feelings.

He has been a "freak" in the eyes of others since he was a child, and because of some innate talents, he is out of tune with the surroundings.

Even his parents don't know how to get along with him, except for his mother-in-law, the only one who has a relatively close relationship with him is Yin Hong.

Yin Hong hesitated for a moment: "Then, if you say you have to wait, how long will you have to wait?"

"One day," Yin Chen said, "it won't delay your work too much, and the progress should not be greatly affected."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "If the people below are still in the mood to continue working hard."

Yin Hong: "..."

I'm afraid it will be difficult.

After a holographic hyper-real horror experience.

Could it be that I don't even want to wait.

But those are things for the future, as long as there are no other problems now, it will be fine.

Yin Chen went downstairs and didn't see the person he was looking for, so he asked someone, "Where is Wu Tong?"

"Ah, ah? Wu Tong?"

The man was obviously taken aback when Yin Chen stopped him. For some reason, he couldn't meet those black eyes. It was a feeling almost panicked.

"He, Wu Tong, he went upstairs with Brother He, but, maybe he's resting."

Wu Tong went upstairs with He Zhengqing?

Yin Chen's face was originally expressionless, but now his eyes were downcast, and the whole body was suddenly filled with low air pressure.

He had a guess, thinking that he might see He Zhengqing and Wu Tong staying in the same room.

That made him feel bad.

"which room?"

"The one at the corner, it's unusable except for the leak, that's the only room that's vacant."

Yin Chen turned around and walked back, striding upstairs.

He stood still in front of the door, and was about to push the door directly to enter, but then stopped suddenly, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Wu Tong?" he called, "Are you asleep?"

No one responded.

Yin Chen knocked twice more, and frowned when he found that there was still no response inside, and this time he pushed the door open.

The quilt on the bed had been moved, leaving traces, but there was no one, no one.

……

……

It seemed that He Zhengqing was just going to the bathroom normally. After washing his face, he seemed to see something stained on his face.

He moved his face closer to the mirror to get a better look, then paused, and took a hair from his face.

Long black hair, this length, not to mention him, not everyone in this room has it.

He Zhengqing stared at the hair for a while, then looked at the mirror, and at the woman who appeared behind him.

The woman has a beautiful face and a graceful figure, just like those beautiful snakes in ancient story books.

She approached He Zhengqing, the distance was short, but after a while, she pressed against He Zhengqing's back and breathed into his ear, full of hints.

If you only look at the appearance, there is no doubt that this is a beautiful woman with a breath of blue.

The nails of those hands were painted with bright red nail polish, and they were gently resting on He Zhengqing's chest at this moment.

But in the blink of an eye, she came to the front from behind, and at the same time, He Zhengqing also noticed that his location had changed, from the bathroom to the bedroom, and he was lying on the bed.

The candlelight was dim, and the room seemed to be burning with aromatherapy. Just one sip made people feel dizzy and unconscious.

The woman was wearing a thin nightdress, which accentuated her figure to the fullest, and it was very obvious what it meant.

The surrounding scene changed, but He Zhengqing's expression still didn't fluctuate at all. He looked at the woman on top of him, and swept her from head to toe, without admiration or lust, just weighing and sizing her up.

The woman could clearly sense that the young man's reaction was not right.

Or in other words, he didn't respond at all, not at all.

The woman smiled: "Sir."

Her voice is charming and soft.

"Couldn't it be... sir?"

No man can accept being told "no".

"Mr. should be a celebrity outside, right? Do those people like your indifferent face?"

He Zhengqing: "When it's open, I still smile."

He was actually answering the question seriously, although his tone was flat.

"As for the last question, as long as he knows."

The woman's expression froze, and before she could speak again, she heard him say again: "How did you seduce him before, and it's the same?"

"Where did you touch it? How did you touch him?"

"you……!"

The woman couldn't collapse at once, she was almost chest-to-chest with He Zhengqing, but now she straightened up and distanced herself from him.

"Did you kiss him? Stick out your tongue?"

"What was his reaction? Did he cry? How did he cry?"

"what's wrong with you……!"

He Zhengqing just kept looking at her like this, and smiled for a while.

His smile was very shallow, and his eyes were deep.

"Well," he said, "nothing was done."

"Because I interrupted it, I just felt the need to go in."

"My luck has always been good."

Women find him unreasonable and incomprehensible. Do ordinary people behave like this?Obviously encountered such a thing?She felt that this man was even weirder than herself!

Since the path of your love and my wish is not working, then it can only be...

A huge and distorted black figure suddenly appeared behind her, but before she had time to do anything, He Zhengqing spoke again.

"Don't shoot him."

"As I said," he said calmly, "my luck has always been good."

The moment the voice fell, the hanging portrait on the wall fell straight down as if the screws were loose, and hit the lit candlestick.

The room suddenly became dark, as if something was broken.

When He Zhengqing opened his eyes again, he realized that he was no longer in that room, and the woman had disappeared. He was sitting in the corridor leaning against the wall, with a few small pieces scattered around him.

He glanced.

It looks like shards of a mirror.

Then he stood up and patted the dust that might have been on his body, and walked back directly.

He was about to go back to the room to rest with his sweetheart, but when he opened the door, he found that there was no one there.

He Zhengqing's fingertips trembled unconsciously.

"Wu Tong...?"

The author has something to say: very good.

Lu Ziye.

Wife is gone (cry cry