Abyss Express

Foreword:

Death is heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather.

[Part① Ten Days of Dangerous Love]

When Victor woke up, it was already four hours later.

To be precise, after drinking coffee, he regained consciousness——

——At this moment, she is still using a female character account, and the moment she regains consciousness, she sees a strange ceiling and a little girl who seems to have known each other.

That was Puxi Ferdinand. The first time we met, this girl gave people an inexplicably friendly and familiar feeling, which almost made Victor unable to raise any guards.

Her brain was damaged by neurotransmitters, and she was still in a state of insanity, and she could vaguely remember some things.

Miss Puxi propped her chin with her hands, knelt on the floor, leaned against the edge of the bed, and blinked at Ms. Victor, with a cute and headless smile all over her face.

Victor won't notice what happened for a while. She can only cover her forehead and blink her eyes vigorously, but she can't say a word for a long time.

She remembers—

——Puxi told her the stories of "Romance of the Dragon" and "Once Upon a Time with the Holy Grail".

There is also the latest manuscript, which is the plot of "Sixteen Pieces of Beheaded Wife".

This younger sister can dictate all the details of the writing and can understand most of the story lines.

These things made Victor very happy, and he almost believed that he had met his confidant.

But the next second——

— For David Victor, only a second passed.

She came to such a strange living room, as if her brain was fragmented, she drank an unknown amount of alcohol, the headache and dizziness after a hangover, and the feeling of nausea and vomiting invaded her mind all the time.

The WALKMAN on the bedside table is playing "The Last Time" by the Rolling Stones. This is Victor's favorite song. It seems that this little fan knows her taste and hobbies very well.

It's just that she has no luck to enjoy it now, the music from the WALKMAN is destroying her fragile auditory nerves.

Following the restlessness of the instrument, she felt her heart beating faster, her chest was heavy, and it was difficult to breathe.

She couldn't help raising her hand to press the stop button of the WALKMAN. But when the hand stretched out halfway, it froze in the middle.

"This is not my Walkman nor my pyroxene."

Puxi immediately said excitedly: "That's right! Victor! This is mine!"

Even so, Victor frowned, still going to shut down the noise maker.

Immediately afterwards, her arm was firmly grasped by Miss Puxi.

Puxi smiled and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Victor: "I feel bad. I want to turn it off. I want to"

"Impossible! Victor! Impossible!" Puxi grabbed the great writer's hand and stuffed it back into the quilt, "Impossible, I prepared this for you, how can you refuse my kindness? ?”

Victor glanced at Puxi——

——She was shocked by the strength of the other party, the astonishing strange force that erupted when the arm was clamped, which is definitely not possessed by normal humans.

no doubt! Puxi is a blood granting unit! She could almost crush my arm bone!

Puxi's face darkened, and he began to murmur resentfully again.

"Victor, don't you like it? So all these things I did were in vain? Is it all my wishful thinking?"

"No, it's not me." Teacher Victor began to panic, she instinctively wanted to call [Hell Highway], wanted to control this girl with the superpower of soul power, and wanted to find out what happened.

But at the moment when she was driving the power of the soul in her heart, she was surprised to find that the spirit body seemed to be out of control, and could no longer burst out the power of the soul!

"What's going on here?! Puxi Ferdinand! What have you done to me!?"

Mr. Victor grabbed his messy hair, and suddenly noticed his pale face in the mirror in the living room——

——It was a woman who hadn't had a good rest for a long time and almost collapsed. Her complexion was gloomy and her skin was dry, as if her mental strength had been drained!

Little girl Puxi stood up slowly and looked down at David Victor.

"Have you heard the story of "Ten Days of Dangerous Love", Mr. Victor?"

At this moment, David Victor was shocked.

"Ten Days of Dangerous Love", this is a novel written by Stephen King. It tells the story of a writer who encounters a car accident and is rescued by a reader by chance. However, because the ending of the work does not meet the reader's wishes, he is imprisoned and abused by the reader, and the ending is forcibly rewritten. Thriller story.

Puxi Ferdinand is preparing to be a copycat, and she has used the H16T to subdue Victor.

"You don't have the strength to fight back now—Victor. The famous detective king will also become my toy! Now, I want you to rewrite the ending of "Sixteen Pieces of My Wife"!"

This story has come to an end. Victor planned to finish writing it, and immediately started another "living" journey.

After all, people cannot live as outlaws all the time, and it is impossible for the female corpse in the story to accompany the readers for so long.

This was originally a short story, similar to the ending of the unresolved love between humans and ghosts.

Miss Puxi grabbed a stack of thick manuscripts and lightly slapped Victor's face.

"Look at what you have written? Why can't she have a good ending?! Why? Mr. Victor? Why can Margaret be split into four or five and turn into a handful of ashes? Why my dear Margaret Only worthy of dying in an exorcism ceremony!"

Margaret - exactly the absolute heroine of the story when Meteor first met it.

At this moment, Mr. Victor is preparing to end in tragedy, let these scattered corpses return to ashes and dust, and everything will return to the right track.

But when Puxi Ferdinand learned of this, he almost went crazy.

As much candy as she ate in the story, she was stabbed as much as she could.

The progress of the serialization is still left in the broken corpses of the hero and Margaret, who is in love with you and me, but in the blink of an eye, the manuscript she got will be separated forever, and they will never see each other again!

This is definitely not something she can accept! Never forgive!

"No!" Victor burst out with astonishing aura, and almost at that moment, a red-skinned kid was about to come out: "No! Absolutely not!"

The powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy stirred up the turbulence, and when the bright red claws stretched out from the flesh, it was as if they were ordered by God, and they were grabbed back by the flesh all at once.

Victor's face was covered with cold sweat, and he finally realized that Hunwei couldn't help him for the time being.

"Puxi! I will not rewrite this ending! This is a necessary ritual!"

Puxi scolded: "Fart! You selfish bastard! You only bully this poor woman! She has nothing! Obviously Walker loves her so much! They can be together! But you are so determined to separate them! No I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Sam Walker-this is the hero of "Sixteen Pieces of My Wife".

The progress of the story described in the manuscript is nearing completion, and I am afraid that in a few more pages, only two story boards are needed, and the dust will settle and the coffin will be buried in the ground.

The sufferings and joys that Mr. Walker and Margaret encountered along the way were all composed of sixteen different parts of the corpses, which were mailed to different people by an extremely evil criminal, trying to blame the murders on Margaret's relatives and friends.

Mr. Walker runs around day and night, not afraid of the disaster of killing himself. Even if his lover has turned into a terrible severed hand, he wants her to be punished and tell the truth to the world.

What Puxi cares most about is this ending.

"Even if it's a resurrection ceremony? Let's get the whole apparition story! Let's get them back together! Victor Victor!"

"There's nothing to talk about!" Ms. Victor's eyes were burning, as if she had turned back into the aggressive Mr. David: "Pussy Ferdinand, if I don't write like this, will you let it go?"

She struggled on the bed, trying to regain control of her body.

"Wouldn't it be better if Margaret survived, or had an open ending where my readers guessed and let them finish the story themselves?"

"No! It's not right!"

"Dead people should die! No matter what you do, Margaret will not be able to come back to life!"

"This is my punishment for myself! When I started writing this story, I was not fully prepared. I couldn't even write a living woman. Then she must die at the end of the story-there is no death. Margaret's life is incomplete, and death can make Margaret complete!"

"Some people's death is lighter than a feather, and some people's death is heavier than Mount Tai, just like you now, after learning of Margaret's death, she is almost like an inextinguishable firework, and will remain in your heart forever! "

"If she and Sam Walker survived and lived happily ever after, I'm afraid you won't remember her at all! I'm afraid you'll start cursing me the next day—why I wrote such a flippant ending, Forced to write a family reunion story."

Puxi Ferdinand was speechless by Victor's arguments, her face was livid, and seeing Ms. Victor hunched over, ready to get out of bed at any time, this made her scream.

"You don't move!"

[Part②·Dead This Heart]

David Victor glanced at his unruly legs, and finally understood how hateful the little devil in front of him was.

Her legs were broken—

— specifically, by a blunt instrument, the mason's hammer still standing by the door.

The knees of both legs were shattered, and he couldn't walk at all.

This woman is vicious and vicious, and when she hurts other people's bodies, she can still welcome the victim to get up with a smile.

Victor subconsciously went to look for Mrs. Bai’s products to heal his wounds, but Puxi immediately picked up the doctor’s bag, grinned ambiguously and said, “Now I have the final say, Big Sister Victor——if you don’t agree to me rewriting this ending, I will call someone else.” Someone will take care of you."

She showed off her booty, showed off her muscles, turned on her cell phone, and introduced Ms. David to the war gang thugs who were guarding the home.

"Look at these strong guys, and there are a few African-American brothers who want to surprise you!"

The more Puxi talked, the more excited she became, and the more she talked, the happier she became.

"Your life is in my hands. If they get you pregnant, I will use drugs to control you, make your life worse than death, give birth to a litter of babies, and let them continue to work for me. You don't want to change If you become a farrowing machine, do as I tell you!"

There was a hint of fear in Victor's eyes——

——It was a hell more terrifying than death, and it was a top-level material that she could not experience at all with a male character account.

"There is such a good thing."

Puxi didn't speak for a full thirty seconds——

——She was so shocked by the brain circuit of the King of Discovery that she couldn't say a word.

After Ms. David considered the hygienic conditions of this place, she finally changed her mind.

She doesn't think it's suitable, and the mortality rate of childbirth is very high. If she can experience the feeling of being a mother, she should be able to write more powerful articles. It is a more vivid, fresher, and more vital role of mother, but this kind of Art is probably too early for her.

"No, I'm joking."

"Hahahahahaha." Puxi was a little short of breath, and couldn't even believe the crazy words of this Ms. David: "Then."

"I agree to your request and rewrite Margaret's ending." Ms. Victor regained her composure. She glanced into the room and saw the familiar scenery outside the window. She was sure that this was a worker's dormitory building. "But I can't think of a solution." I don't know how to deal with the last part of the plot."

"That's your problem!" Puxi shouted loudly, "Don't throw the problem to your readers! Mr. Victor! But if you want to write, I believe you can do it."

"I want a pen." Victor wanted to borrow a sharp sharp instrument as a tool. She traveled to the East in her early years and knew how to use acupuncture and physical therapy to stimulate nerves. Perhaps the writing tools that accompanied her all her life could save her life.

If I can summon Soul Power, let [Hell Highway] give this crazy woman two punches, and write something on her body, I can turn defeat into victory!

"Impossible." Puxi brought ink and a quill: "Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking, my dear Mr. Victor. You have a lot of flower work on your hands, and you have to save yourself with brushwork as heavy as Mount Tai. Is it? I will only give you a fluffy quill, and the daily supply of ink is rationed. Your writing speed is about 18,000 words a day, and I know you very well."

Having said that, Puxi brought in a heavy bedside desk, similar to the ward feeding table in the hospital, leaving all the paper, pen and ink behind.

"Don't use your brains."

Puxi emphasized, taking out a tape from her Walkman——

"——I have already used the soul power attack on you. Your vision, hearing, smell, taste and touch will all be disturbed, and all have been re-recorded!"

After saying this, Puxi walked to the sofa and continued to sleep.

After a long, long time, Victor was still holding the quill, unable to find any creative inspiration.

She didn't understand what was so special about the enemy's soul power. It's also not clear what that [re-recording] means.

She immediately grabbed a piece of letter paper, quickly wrote "Help" in both Chinese and English, and threw it towards the window!

When the paper hits the empty window, it seems to hit the solid wall! The ball of paper bounced back!

When it rolled to the floor, Victor was surprised to find that the paper seemed to have life, slowly slipping into Puxi's palm along the distorted light.

Miss Puxi yawned, as if she had just woken up from a dream, she unfolded the ball of paper, and showed the handwriting on it to Ms. Victor.

[I love Puxi Ferdinand, I want to write a lifetime bed story for her, just for her alone. ]

"Hey hey David Victor!"

Puxi held Victor's face in his hands, and kissed him hard.

"Your mouth is so sweet!~"

Immediately afterwards, the face-changing at the speed of light, from excitement and joy to viciousness.

She turned the other side, showing the word [help].

"I advise you to die of this heart."