absurd deduction game.

The weird snow fell without any warning, and then it got out of hand.

The port of the town was frozen, and all the roads leading to the town were also blocked by heavy snow, and then gradually condensed into unbreakable ice.

Fang Deming remembered the giant python's reminder, so before he did anything, the first thing he made sure was that no one could interfere with everything in Nanshui Town in a short time.

Even if doing so will cause countless townspeople to freeze to death.

He has this blank book and he doesn't care.

He only cares about Fangfu.

Therefore, he kicked Fangfu out of the range of the heavy snow, no matter how the surroundings are covered with snow, Fangfu will never change.

… The outsiders can't get in, the townspeople can't get out, and the outlanders who speak bad words and the ungrateful locals experience despair together.

Fang Deming didn't even want to stay with anyone except the people in Fangfu.

It's good if they're all dead, and only then can he write a completely new future.

With this in mind, he often wandered around the town, relying on some kind of protection from himself to not feel the cold, wantonly admiring the suffering of others.

Without the former General Fang, Nanshui Town should be like this. He just let them all taste the pain of being late.

The people in Fangfu don't know anything.

Those people stayed in the mansion, and under the interference of the giant python, they couldn't think of going out at all.

Fang Deming has not felt this kind of freedom for a long time.

One day, he wandered into an alley that he had never been before, because it was already some distance away from the north of the town, and it was too hidden, so he never found it before, and a hotel opened in the alley.

At first glance, the business of the hotel is not very good, the location is remote, and the building is dilapidated. Even when the port is still in operation, it is estimated that not many outsiders will choose to live here.

But now, the hotel seemed to be full, and Fang Deming could hear voices coming from inside through a door.

It seems that many people have fled here.

Fang Deming looked at the door for a while and lost interest. In his opinion, even if it is crowded in a small hotel, the people inside will not live long.

It's only getting colder in town.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the store door opened.

A middle-aged man wearing a thick padded jacket saw him, exhaled a breath of white mist in surprise, and rubbed his hands together: "What are you doing here? You wear so little, aren't you afraid of freezing to death!"

Fang Deming looked at him coldly and said nothing.

The middle-aged man looked at him for a while, then sighed: "Forget it, come in with me, I have so many people here, and you won't be alone."

Fang Deming didn't know what kind of thoughts he was holding, he was silent and let this person pull him into the door.

The world inside the door is boring.

Fang Deming felt the ultimate freedom in the deserted streets, and also felt the ultimate depression here.

Many people crowded into different small rooms, fighting endlessly for some quilts, clothes and food.

The middle-aged man sat behind the counter, a little worried because of the confusion of the residents.But he still said to the half-grown child he had just brought in: "I don't have a place here, and you will live in the same room with me in the future. It's too cold. I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

Fang Deming just got a bowl of hot noodles without saying a word. Occasionally, residents who passed by the hotel lobby looked at him jealously, with tiredness, greed, and desire for food appearing from time to time in their eyes.

Fortunately, no one came directly to snatch it.

Fang Deming understood that such a bowl of noodles should be quite precious in a hotel.He raised his face and asked the middle-aged man sitting next to him: "Are you the owner of the hotel?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Originally yes, judging by the situation, maybe it won't be long."

Who cares if the store is not the owner when the tenants have gone mad?
There are a lot of people here that he took in with good intentions, but sooner or later these people will explode because of survival problems. The more people he takes in, the more time bombs he has in his arms.

Maybe he will die because of kindness?It's all possible.

"I know it's risky to do so." Fang Deming didn't move his chopsticks at all, nor did he pretend to be cold. He was wearing a thin long sleeve, and his face was healthier than everyone else here.

"Why take them in?"

The middle-aged man chuckled: "I don't know how long the snowstorm will last, what a freak."

"At this time, even if I don't take them in, won't they be able to come in? Instead of breaking the door when I fall asleep, it's better to let them in. When someone knocks on the door, they will In order to protect the current residence and drive away the people who knocked on the door, I can live with Zhanguang for two more days." The middle-aged man didn't know if he had noticed the difference between Fang Deming and others. In short, speaking of this cruelty In fact, he is also smiling.

This time it was Fang Deming's turn to look at the middle-aged man carefully.

The middle-aged man caught his gaze and touched his chapped face: "And my son is gone. He is about your age, and he is still in school when it snows."

"The road was blocked too fast. I didn't have time to look for him on the day it snowed. Later, I walked by the school, but I couldn't find him. I heard that people in the school were trapped and couldn't get out... There was a little bit of him there. There are no food reserves."

The middle-aged man smiled and sighed.

What made him laugh even at the mention of his son's death.

Those staring eyes were obviously very sad, he must be missing his son.

Fang Deming lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles, then put down his chopsticks.

"I won't stay here with you, bye."

"Hey——" The middle-aged man recovered from his own thoughts, and only saw the back of this young man with a troubled personality.

He followed the young man and pushed open the hotel door, and walked into the wind and snow without hesitation, his tall and straight back was not bent by the cold, as if he came from another world.

The middle-aged man didn't know it yet, because of the sympathy he felt when he went out to see this young man today, he was able to survive in an increasingly chaotic living environment.

Because Fang Deming remembered the taste of that mouthful of noodles.

Fang Deming didn't know what kind of attitude the shopkeeper had towards Fangfu. He didn't even know whether the shopkeeper was a local or a foreigner, because in recent years there have also been outsiders who have settled in the town.

He just didn't care so much, because the noodles were delicious.

When he got home, he added a paragraph to the empty book that had already filled two pages——

[The innkeeper who gave the descendants of the Fang family a bowl of hot noodles lived for a long time, and whenever his residents tried to hurt him, the residents would freeze to death.No one dares to bully the boss in order to survive, but the boss cannot interfere too much with the internal behavior of the residents. 】

Fang Deming was always like this, writing whatever came to mind, and he thought of the greedy eyes of those residents when they looked at him and his bowl of hot noodles.

It's disgusting, that look.

That being the case, let you live a little longer and play a game for me.

After more than half a year, the continuous severe cold and heavy snow finally left no one alive in other parts of the town. In the vast whiteness, only the residents of the hotel remained.

They can always find some supplies around to maintain survival, but they are not enough. For this reason, they start to fight, start to expose the ugliness of human nature, and start to live in a mess.

It's not that no one wants to grab the shopkeeper's resources, but before they do it, those people will die in full view.Over time, both the residents and the owner himself understood the hidden rules.

Afterwards, Fang Deming went to the hotel several times quietly. He didn't let anyone find out. He just watched the expression of the middle-aged shopkeeper while admiring the farce of the residents.

After the middle-aged shopkeeper found that he could not interfere with the affairs of the residents and was protected by strange rules, his daily life became lonely.

The residents were afraid of him, and those who were bullied felt that he was too cold-blooded, and no matter what they saw, they just looked on coldly, like an outsider.

In particular, everyone found that the middle-aged shopkeeper seemed not afraid of the cold anymore.

For the people at that time, there was a strange thing in the crowd, that was the monster, but they were still living in the territory of this monster. The monster watched them fight for resources every day, as if they were watching a group of clowns—this was the residents themselves Yes, they all know that they are clowns, and they have done too many ugly things in order to survive.

This was Fang Deming's last entertainment in the heavy snow. He watched the residents die one after another, the originally crowded rooms gradually became vacant, and the noisy and cramped air began to have the most solitary coolness.

At this time, he didn't seem to realize that his mentality had become distorted. This heavy snow was originally prepared to disconnect Nanshui Town from the outside world and clear away all uncertain factors, but he enjoyed the joy of controlling everything. Start taking life as fun.

The last resident of the inn was a young man wearing glasses.

On a rare sunny day without snow, the young man walked to the alley in front of the hotel and looked up at the sky.

The middle-aged hotel owner was sitting behind him, looking at the young man's back, with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Is your brother buried?"

The innkeeper's voice was a little muffled because of the smoke, but the young man could still hear him clearly. He was wrapped in thick clothes, wearing a scarf and gloves, and the tip of his nose was still red from the cold.

These nondescript costumes are picked up from dead residents, and in order to survive, this kind of thing has become the norm.

The young man turned around and smiled: "Buried."

Maybe he didn't even think that his elder brother, who never got out of bed after breaking his leg, would be so tenacious in life force, and he forcibly boiled the others to death.

The young man still remembered that he wanted to kill his brother for a moment.

Their twin brothers were from the medical center in the town, and the old Chinese doctor in the medical center was their father. Fortunately, he died a week before the snowstorm.

Before the two brothers had time to revitalize their clinic, they were trapped and died in this seemingly endless snowstorm.

They were originally huddled in the medical hall, but the building of the medical hall is relatively old-fashioned, and it is still made of wood. There is some air leakage between the wood gaps, which can't stop the cold, and can't keep the heat that is gradually lost from their bodies. Until one day, they are no longer afraid of the cold. The hotel owner went out to look for supplies, and found two people who were about to freeze into ice sculptures.

The two were invited into the hotel, and took the medicinal materials and healing equipment they had found from the medical hall to live in the room where someone had just died.

At that time, my brother’s leg was useless, because he was scratched by a sharp iron object hidden in the snow during a search for food, and the deep bone wound was continuously eroded by the severe cold, leaving only necrosis. Meat.

In order to earn his brother's share of living supplies, the younger brother had to do the work of two people alone, and then he was determined to exchange things with other residents at extremely expensive prices. He was once surprised...these people's eyes clearly seemed to be Skinned him alive, but never touched him.

It was only later that he learned from other household accounts that the reason why there was no open robbery between households was because of the strange "rules" of the shopkeeper.

They couldn't grab the shopkeeper's things, and they would die if they snatched it. They thought that the shopkeeper set up such a punishment on his own initiative.Of course they felt that the shopkeeper, an outsider, just wanted to see them struggling to survive. If they had the idea of ​​robbing them, they might be killed by the shopkeeper's rules.

The young man who had just learned of this was shocked, but he believed the shopkeeper when he thought of how freely he moved in the snow. He also regarded the shopkeeper as that kind of cold-hearted monster.

But now there are only the two of them left in the entire hotel.

The young man has already seen the kindness of the shopkeeper, because when the residents show all kinds of ugly things, he can always see a trace of sadness in the shopkeeper's eyes, just like the shopkeeper's eyes when he almost killed his brother.

At that time, I was so scared to let go, because I was afraid that the shopkeeper would think that he had broken the rules and would kill him too.

Later, he never did anything to his brother again, because he was only dazed once.

He and his brother have had a good relationship since childhood, and they have to get tired of doing everything together like conjoined twins. They eat together, sleep together, learn medical skills from their father and the master of the medical clinic, and stay together in the hotel.

He used his medical skills, medicinal materials and determination to accumulate a relatively large amount of supplies, and his original intention was also to save his brother from having such a difficult life.

But maybe it was affected by those eyes that would do anything to survive. For a while, he suddenly felt very tired. His brother was lying on the bed like a blood-sucking bug, unable to do anything, but consuming his energy and supplies.

He was bewildered, so he wanted to kill his brother.

But the innkeeper's look woke him up.

The shopkeeper had seen them snuggling up in the hospital, and he recalled the past from the sadness in the shopkeeper's eyes.

The wind was blowing on his face, and the young man had just dug a snow pit with his hands and buried his brother's body in it.

He sat down next to the shopkeeper: "Do you still have cigarettes?"

The middle-aged man divided him.

In fact, the young man didn't know how to smoke at all, and he never thought about smoking, so he put the cigarette in his mouth and stared blankly at the brick wall in the alley.

How long has the snowstorm lasted?

do not know.

I don't know anymore.

The middle-aged shopkeeper is very proficient at smoking. He took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke ring: "It's just the two of us, how do you feel?"

The young man laughed again.

He seemed to suddenly understand why the shopkeeper always laughed, as if he had already forgotten the predicament in front of him.

It turns out that there is nothing to lose, and when the so-called survival is no longer important, smiling is the easiest expression to make.

"I don't feel anything." The young man held an unlit cigarette in his mouth, "I just suddenly feel that the snow disaster is not so terrible."

They were not only the shopkeepers and the last residents, but probably the last two living beings as far as they could reach.

Two people with nothing to do.

On this sunny day without snow, neither of them went out to find resources. Instead, they sat on the small steps in front of the door, chatting with each other.

"I buried the account book with my brother." The young man said calmly, "The account book is all worn out, and I'm not used to it being gone all of a sudden."

"I remember your brother still has a notebook." The shopkeeper let out another puff of smoke, "Buried it too?"

"No." The young man rubbed his hair, "I read the 'diary' he wrote, and then I realized that he went crazy so early, and now that he is dead, don't let him read those anymore Bar."

A snorting syllable overflowed from the young man's nasal cavity. He finally couldn't get used to the feeling of smoking a cigarette, took it off with his hand, and sighed softly: "I was wondering before, when I wanted to kill him, why did he The look in my eyes is so clear, as if I have been waiting for that day."

"Do you know what kind of image I am in my brother's diary? The big devil who blackmailed all the residents, the black-hearted doctor, who refused to save the old lady, almost tortured him, and poisoned other people's medicine. "

"Everyone is crazy, he is the only one who is awake, he sees those terrible things happen, he has justice in his heart, but he can't do anything, especially my brother - living with him every day has become his biggest fear. "

"So in his heart, it's a matter of time before I do something to him. He is afraid of me every day, and then he blames me for not letting him die."

The middle-aged shopkeeper laughed.

The young man glanced at the shopkeeper, but didn't ask him what he was laughing at.

Anyway, they can laugh at everything now, and they don't need a reason.

"I recognize the black-hearted doctor. After all, the fees are high."

"But he is the one who won't let me see the old lady." The young man folded the cigarette and used it as a toy. "The old lady wanted to see a doctor, but she didn't want to give us anything, saying that she was so old. It's not easy to live."

"I know that she wants to take advantage of her age, but there is no way. It's human life. I really can't see the old man getting sick. It's so pitiful."

"So I invited the old lady into the house, but when the old lady saw my brother, she asked me why I brought such an oil bottle. My brother was very angry. This was his heart knot. You said this The same goes for the old lady, why are you so talkative, but my brother asked me to drive her out and not let me treat her."

"I'm angry too, so I didn't care about her anymore." The young man ravaged the cigarette in his hand, "Now that I think about it, it was the old lady's words that scared my brother."

"He always felt that I was going to abandon him. I was busy and tired at that time, and I failed to discover his emotions in time, which caused him to frighten himself like that and hallucinate in his head."

The middle-aged shopkeeper's eyes were crooked, and the things that made him feel helpless and tired in the past, but now he said it in the tone of memories, it actually feels good.

He took another puff of his cigarette: "I remember, it was your brother who poisoned him, right? He got off the bed that day, mixed the poison in and fell on the ground. It's pitiful and funny."

The young man added to the shopkeeper: "It's also quite hateful."

"Do you remember why he did it?"

"I probably remember that it was that person who mocked my brother's leg and said some bad things, but to be honest, I didn't expect my brother to poison that person's medicine." The young man grabbed the snow and rolled it into a ball, Slamming against the wall ahead, watching the snowflakes fly.

"He made such a big noise when he fell. It's fortunate that he fell, otherwise I might have sold the medicine in packages." The young man remembered that it was he who picked out the ingredients of the poison bit by bit in the end. powder form.

He doesn't need to save people, but he never thought of poisoning people. As long as he dares, all the hard work in the hotel for so long will be in vain, and no one will trust the medicine he sells.

And with the paranoia and madness of that group of people, maybe they will take the opportunity to "exile" the two brothers so that they can divide up their supplies.

"In the end he pushed all these things on me in his little notebook." The young man also had nothing to say, and shook his head amusedly after thinking about it, "I know his little notebook is for himself Look, it's not slandering me."

"He's just crazy, really fantasizing about me being the devil and he's going to be the most innocent victim."

When there were few people left in the hotel, the young man's brother's madness had reached the point of no return.

During the day, my elder brother would desperately hold his hand, saying that he wanted to live two more days.

At night, my brother began to fantasize that he was already desperate and wanted to die, but the bad brother insisted on saving his life to continue tormenting.While fantasizing, I also wrote it down in a notebook.

The young man had already discovered that his elder brother had his own diary, but he didn't look at it. He could see something from his elder brother's eyes, and there was no need to look through the diary that might make him feel that his conscience had been fed to the dog.

"You are such a contradictory person." The shopkeeper said, "At first I thought you two brothers were more in love with each other than Jin Jian. He has lost his mind, and you tolerated him and even indulged him. So I saw you want to pinch him." It was really shocking when he died, what did you think at that time?"

The young man rubbed his eyes and said softly: "I didn't think about it for a while, I was impulsive."

People are always impulsive, especially in such a depressing environment.

But his impulsive time was really short, just once.

It's better than some people who committed suicide on impulse. At least the shopkeeper happened to scare him away once, but the suicide person had no chance to repent.

"Okay, what about yourself?" The shopkeeper ran out of cigarettes, touched his pockets, didn't smoke another one, coughed twice, and cleared his throat.

"Don't say anything else, I just ask you one thing."

The young man said with a smile: "You still have time to ask me to do something? Then tell me quickly and let me listen."

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "You can be impulsive, just don't want to live because of impulsiveness, live for a while longer."

I beg you.

You may not live long, but can you live as long as possible, otherwise.

When you die too, I will really be left alone.

I'm the only one left in the whole town.

The middle-aged shopkeeper is a person who hates being alone. He still misses the inn where people come and go, and everyone is crowded together.

His hotel was originally opened for the sake of excitement, waiting for a passing fate in this alley where few people would come.

People who are destined to live here can have a good night's sleep at a very low price, and no one will disturb them.

So his inn is called the Inn of Sleep.

But now no one will come to his hotel again, and he has foreseen the loneliness in the future.

He couldn't tell what it was like, as if he wasn't scared enough, he was always worrying about the future and waiting for time to pass.

On the next sunny day without snow, the innkeeper opened the door.

There was no one behind him.

Compared to him, it was too difficult for other people to survive. The young man promised him to live for a while, but he didn't seem to be able to do so.

The scene of chatting on a sunny day is still vivid in my memory. The youth at that time was already at the end of their strength.

The young man was covered in frostbite, and it was difficult to control his body like a zombie, so he could only stand upright most of the time, and there would be a bang when he sat down.

Why were young people so interested in chatting?Probably because after seeing the diary written by my brother, I was still heartbroken, and wanted to explain to the last person before I died, and return my innocence, which is not so important and no one cares about.

The middle-aged shopkeeper looked at the empty hotel and empty streets, and suddenly felt that all this was like a punishment from God.

The infighting among the households is meaningless, and he is the only audience left for the absurd games.

Those people fought back and forth, and their biggest obsession was to survive, but in the end it was all in vain.

The owner originally thought so.

However, at this moment, he realized even more that in the end, his life was nothing.

What's the point of his life when there's nothing left?The entire loneliness of ice and snow was pressing on him alone, and at this moment, he saw a moving figure in the distance.

The innkeeper was afraid that this was some kind of hallucination, that he had also fallen into madness without realizing it, but after thinking about it, it was not bad to be insane, maybe when he turned around, he could see the inn full of crowded figures again. Noisy.

Fang Deming didn't know what the shopkeeper was thinking, he stepped on the snow until he came to the shopkeeper.

He still looked so cold that his hands were piercing, wearing a thin long sleeve, allowing his neck and hands to be exposed to the cold wind.

The young man's skin is not very good, it is quite rough, but there is not a single wound cracked by frost, it is clean, and it still looks like it came from another beautiful world.

The middle-aged shopkeeper suddenly realized.

"You're here again." This time he didn't invite Fang Deming into the hotel for a bowl of noodles, because he knew the boy in front of him didn't need it.

He just smiled and said, "Compared to that time, you seem to have grown taller."

Fang Deming is indeed at the age of growing tall. Boys at this age can grow taller in one shot. It seems that every day is different, and the thin body has also grown up, which no longer makes people feel so pitiful.

Looking at the quiet hotel and the healthy owner, he slowly smiled.

"This is a reward for someone I admire."

The middle-aged shop owner seemed to understand the words of the bull's head and the horse's mouth in an instant.

He always thought of the boy who walked straight into the wind and snow. Although he had only met him once, it was really hard to forget.

It turned out that everything started with that bowl of noodles.

But is this really a reward?

"The snowstorm is about to stop."

Fang Deming saw the surprised expression on the shopkeeper's face instantly, and a feeling of satisfaction filled his heart.

"There will be many 'people' in the town in the future, so you don't have to worry about no one coming."

"For the sake of you being the only one left behind, I will give you more rewards, and let you live forever—yes, I want you to live forever."

Fang Deming thought that such a reward was rich enough.

The shopkeeper in front of him is the only memory left by Nanshui Town in the past. Fang Deming originally wanted him to live more comfortably in the snow disaster, but now he is really reluctant to erase it.

He certainly did not feel that immortality was the most terrible punishment for a good man under the circumstances.

A pompous and paranoid teenager leaves his distraught shopkeeper to go back to writing his story.

Time to move on to the next step.

The ice and snow in the town melted, and those who survived the snow disaster rebuilt everything in the town.

Of course, no one survived the snowstorm except the innkeeper, but he could write about them, which is why he cared so little about the lives of the townspeople.

A brand new Nanshui Town has emerged.

The new townspeople have been given memories, as if they had lived a contented and happy life before. One townsman after another began to live according to Fang Deming's design, and each of them respected the mansion at the northern end of the town .

They didn't remember that it was the General's Mansion, because Fang Deming didn't want words like General and Guardian to be attached to Fang's Mansion.

no need.

The Fang family has become the most powerful family in the town. Although it does not need to do business or do anything, in the hearts of the townspeople in his writing, the Fang family is so powerful and rich that no one dares to provoke it.

The ice and snow outside the town finally disappeared, and the outsiders rushed in with the mental preparation that there would be no survivors, but they were shocked by the thriving appearance.

The reporter rushing to the front line asked the people in the town what was going on. The townspeople smiled and said that the heavy snow had actually only surrounded Nanshui Town, and it hadn't affected it at all. They were also afraid, but as time went by Don't be afraid.

Now that the ice and snow have melted and life is back on track, the townspeople are very happy. At the same time, everyone is welcome to visit Nanshui Town. They took advantage of the boring time covered by ice to recreate an old long street called Baibao Street. , which contains a lot of things that are now rare.

It was also possible to place an advertisement while the reporter was interviewing. People had to believe that there was no accident in Nanshui Town, and the mentality of the townspeople was still very good.

The media rushed to report on the strange incident in Nanshui Town. The strange heavy snow caused a certain sensation, but because there were no casualties, this incident was only listed as an unsolved mystery, and there was no follow-up attention. Instead, it was a friend Going here attracted by the fame has driven the development of local tourism.

The movie star Xu Wan who accidentally broke her waist while acting in a movie chose to come to Nanshui Town to relax because she heard about it.

She met a very handsome man in the town, no less than his co-stars.The man looked 25 or [-] years old, dressed very delicately, and had the air of a man of aristocratic family.

This man is also very individual, at least when meeting him on the street for the first time, Xu Wan found that the man seemed a little indifferent, like a difficult hedgehog ball.

The fierce flashes in those eyes occasionally made him full of secrets like a dangerous deep sea, making him fascinating.

She soon learned that she was looking for Fang Deming, the young master of the most powerful Fang family in the town.

Fang Deming is in control of the port of Nanshui Town, and he is a man of great means.

Xu Wan is not a well-behaved woman, she likes to try all kinds of life, and she prefers to let her beauty be seen by many people, so she chose to be an actress.

She was not afraid of the dangerous aura emanating from the man, but jumped into Fang Deming's life with enthusiasm like a moth to a flame.

She is really beautiful.

Fang Deming no longer resents anything at this time, because he has absolute control over this world.

He begins to enjoy everything, including love.

Xu Wan's arrival was like a raging fire, those bright eyes ignited his silent heart, and with the book still in his hands, Fang Deming didn't worry about anything.

He began to pursue Xu Wan, and Xu Wan also got deeper and deeper in contact with him-especially after going to Fang's house as a guest.

The giant python that only Fang Deming can see is still entrenched in Fangfu. The blessing it promises is to change the perception of people in Fangfu little by little. The more positive things you get in Fangfu, the more irresistible you will be.

Whether they are married, visiting, or newly born, they will eventually accept Fang Deming's belief that the entire Fang family will eventually become one.

However, Fang Deming didn't wait until the cognitive changes of everyone in the Fang Mansion took effect. Those Fang family members who yelled at him that he was crazy were all killed by him.

In his story, his life is very long.

He doesn't need the useless Fang family anymore, a pen and a snake are enough.

In the past few years after the snow disaster, there were people who sensed something was wrong and came to Fangfu to investigate. As long as Fang Deming left the person in Fangfu for a few days, the other party would naturally forget all doubts and go out happily.

After Xu Wan also went to Fang's mansion once, she completely "loved" Fang Deming, and the two got married in a legitimate way. Xu Wan, who just came here to relax, settled here.

Fang Deming loves Xu Wan very much.

Perhaps it is difficult for anyone to have the same feeling as him, that is, he has got everything, and hardly needs to pay anyone, and those good things he has will gradually become dull.

But when Xu Wan came, Fang Deming finally had a way to give. He wished to give all the best to Xu Wan, as long as Xu Wan was happy.

Within two years, Xu Wan knew the truth about Nanshui Town.

It was Fang Deming who took the initiative to tell her.

Fang Deming wrote in the book that even though Xu Wan was terrified at first, she chose to stay by his side after careful consideration.

Xu Wan has struggled. She has a romantic plot in her bones. What she likes is the mysterious, cold, and cunning port boss. The blessings of the townspeople should be sincere, and the envy and appreciation for her beauty should also be Sincere!
What she wants is not a one-man show that only belongs to one person from beginning to end!What's the difference between this and the staff watching her movie!
The illusion that Fang Deming created for her was shattered, and Xu Wan's love was extinguished all of a sudden. She wanted to escape, but after "deliberate consideration", she stayed by Fang Deming's side.

She is afraid.

She was afraid that Fang Deming, who had such means, would retaliate against her for fleeing, and...they also had a child.

Xu Wan already regretted getting married. For her, being together after not loving her was the most unbearable thing, but she had to bear it.

By the time her second child was born, Xu Wan's spirit was already insane. In addition, her back injury had never been good. She was capricious in pain and enduring an unloving husband.

The eldest son, Fang Xiao, was trained by Fang Deming as his successor. He was shrewd and ruthless. Xu Wan didn't dare to touch him at all, so she could only vent her grievances on her younger son.

The other thing that frightened her most was that after the birth of her two children she was out of shape, and her appearance began to fade with age, old injuries made her haggard, and her beauty gradually faded.

No, it can't be like this.

Xu Wan's obsession with beauty is morbid. She can bear being close to a man she doesn't love and live a lifetime, but she can't bear being ugly.

She asked Fang Deming to find her all kinds of the latest cosmetics and skin care products. The younger son just accidentally broke one of her cosmetics, and was beaten to bed for half a month by the terrified Xu Wan.

Later, Xu Wan died.

Fang Deming really liked her, so he asked Giant Python for help, and got a way to revive Xu Wan.

——Using other people's flesh and blood to sew a new body for Xu Wan.

Because Xu Wan is from Fang's family, Giant Python can give her such protection, and because Fang Deming has a book, he can write this outrageous method in a book to increase the chance of completion.

Moreover, Xu Wan's obsession is to love beauty, and only a beautiful skin can bring her back to life.

Fang Deming began to kidnap living people. He used his control over Nanshui Town to screen outsiders. Only women with particularly beautiful organs or delicate skin would be taken into Fang's mansion.

He only takes a small piece of the best from each woman, and then gags those women and locks them into an empty room in Fang Mansion, and the giant python will finish them off.

This process is a bit long, because there are not many beauties who meet his high requirements, and he must pay attention not to let the secret be discovered.

Not long after, rumors started spreading in the town that Xu Wan was reluctant to leave, and her soul was still wandering in Fangfu, crying every night... Those cries were made by the tied women.

Of course, the two children of the Fang family would know about such a big movement.

Fang Xiao pretended to turn a blind eye, but in fact, like Fang Xing, he was frightened by the horrible house and cast a shadow. They all wanted to escape, but the "rules" of the giant python bound Fang Xiao, and Fang Deming's eyeliner, Nanny Li, bound Fang Xing.

Yes, Nanny Li was a character written by Fang Deming, and it was specially used to monitor his two children. Up until now, Fang Deming hadn't noticed anything wrong.

Until Fang Xing really ran away, Fang Deming suddenly realized that the townspeople didn't catch Fang Xing for him.

Because he didn't realize it in advance, so he didn't have time to write down the plot of the townspeople taking Fang Xing back to Fang Mansion in the book, so the townspeople wouldn't do anything for him.

He realized later that what he wrote was only decided by him at the moment of writing. After that, what every townsman was thinking and how it would develop would run independently according to logic, unless he deliberately wrote another plot .

However, his book...

……

"His book was almost used up when I found it." Fang Xiao ended the story with these words, the scent of ink in the air quickly dissipated, and the clattering sound of flipping books seemed to have come to an end.

Yu Xing covered his head, and lowered his head in pain to hide the light in his eyes.

Fang Xiao poured him another cup of tea, smiling deeply: "So we grew up in a false world, brother, are you afraid?"

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