This is not a weird story

Wei An and Pei Na suddenly had tinnitus at the same time, and there seemed to be something buzzing in their ears.

Wei An stretched out his index finger and drilled his ears, while Pei Na pressed both ears with her palms.

"Do you have tinnitus too?" they both said at the same time.

The two are still talking about what happened at home at this time, and a high degree of suspicion has arisen in their hearts.

The tinnitus lasted for a short time and disappeared quickly, but it was true that the two people felt it at the same moment.

Pei Na immediately raised her head and looked around the living room, trying to find the reason why she and Wei An had tinnitus at the same time.

Wei An shook his head and said: "No need to look for it, maybe... there is something wrong with our body."

Pei Na's heart trembled: "Quick, think about how to get out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the living room opened, and Wen Qiong walked in with a smile on her face and a large bag of vegetables she had just bought.

"No need to help, I can do it." Seeing Pei Na stand up, Wen Qiong thought that the other party was coming to help again, so she quickly stopped her.

Pei Na did not move, watching Wen Qiong carry the large bag of things into the kitchen with great difficulty, and then turned to look at Wei An.

Wei An shook his head and signaled her not to provoke Wen Qiong at this moment.

The two of them slowly came to the kitchen door without saying a word. They saw that Wen Qiong seemed to be able to do housework alone and was in a very happy mood.

She hummed an unknown song and dumped a large bag of things on the ground. Vegetables and fruits rolled all over the floor. There were several pig's trotters, animal offal, and even a live chicken inside.

This living chicken didn't know if it had been suppressed by those internal organs just now. At this moment, its head was full of blood and it was half dead. It only moved its head and made no sound.

Wen Qiong walked to the chopping board, returned with a sharp kitchen knife placed on it, bent down, grabbed the head of the live chicken, and lifted it up.

At this time, the rooster finally flapped its wings twice and made a cooing sound in its throat.

Wen Qiong was still humming, walked to the chopping board, and pressed the chicken head on the chopping board, leaving the live chicken's body hanging outside, with the chicken's neck just exposed.

Then the kitchen knife in Wen Qiong's hand was chopped off with a roar, the rooster fluttered violently, and the neck hanging on the chopping board was cut off with a single knife.

The blood from the fracture splattered all over the chopping board and wall, and Wen Qiong's hands were almost stained red.

However, Wen Qiong was still humming the song at this time, and the smile on his face did not change. He turned around and threw the chicken head into the sink next to him. Then he picked up the still bleeding chicken body and threw it in In the sink.

Wei An gently pulled Pei Na, and the two quickly retreated to the bedroom and gently closed the door.

"Has Auntie always killed chickens like this? And she is very skilled with the knife!" Pei Na said in a low voice.

"That's not my mother." Wei An shook his head.

After a pause, he added: "She is just a little close to my mother in behavior and habits, but she obviously amplifies some of my mother's emotions. For example, my mother does like to do housework, but she doesn't do it so easily and bloody. Kill a chicken.”

Pei Na was stunned for a moment, seemed to have thought of something, and asked: "Tell me, if we are in the conscious world, are these people just imagined out of thin air?"

Wei An nodded: "I was thinking the same thing just now, and it seems to be possible now. This world embodies the people in our hearts, and unconsciously we don't realize it, and we don't notice it either. What do those people walking on the street look like? If you look closely, they may not have facial features at all, their faces may be a blank slate.”

Pei Na looked at Wei An in surprise.

"Contact Tang Li and ask her to hurry up and meet us." Wei An said, "Or we can go find her now."

"The phone is still on the coffee table outside." Pei Na said.

As she spoke, she opened the door.

As soon as she opened the door, Pei Na's body tensed up and she almost kicked her out.

Wen Qiong was standing at the door with the blood-stained kitchen knife in her hand. According to the distance she was standing at now, she was almost standing close to the bedroom door just now. She might be able to hear the conversation between the two people in the room. uncertain.

"Son, do you want to go out?" Wen Qiong raised the kitchen knife in his hand.

Wei An knew very well that her mother's kitchen knife in her memory was very smooth. She was definitely a ruthless character in the ghost stories who could block and kill ghosts. As long as she had a knife in her hand, she could even dismantle some low-level ghost stories. The rule center was destroyed together.

"Not going out, just making a phone call." Pei Na said.

"Who to call?" Wen Qiong asked.

"Call... dad and ask him when he will come back for dinner." Wei An replied.

"No need to call, I'm back." Wei Zhengdong's voice sounded in the living room.

A figure flashed and stood up from behind Wen Qiong.

I don't know when Wei Zhengdong came back. When Wen Qiong was talking to them, he had been standing next to the bedroom door.

"Let me tell you, I pretended to be cool again today." Wei Zhengdong smiled, but in the eyes of Wei An and Pei Na, his smile looked weird.

"What are you pretending to be?"

Wen Qiong slowly dropped the kitchen knife in his hand, but still held it tightly. Even if Pei Na used grappling skills to grab it, she might not be able to succeed.

"Old Qin and Lao Zhao were competing in leg presses in the garden downstairs. Lao Qin said that he had been practicing lower back leg presses after retiring. He even performed a performance on the spot and mocked that Lao Zhao couldn't do it," Wei Zhengdong said enthusiastically. As he started talking, "I told you to hold him down, Lao Zhao. He would definitely hold him straighter than Lao Qin. No one else believed it, including Lao Zhao himself. Then, guess what, I straightened him up straight away." , that one-character horse is so much better than Lao Qin’s standard! It’s all thanks to me!”

"Where's Mr. Zhao?" Wei An asked.

"Waiting for the ambulance, but from the looks of his body, he might not be able to wait." Wei Zhengdong still smiled and said, "By the way, will you guys take the next step?"

"meeting."

Pei Na didn't wait for him to have a chance to refute, and immediately came up with a standard one-piece horse.

Wei Zhengdong was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "It seems there is no need for me to contribute."

"Wait for me for a while. The chicken will be ready soon. Let's eat chicken today." Wen Qiong turned and returned to the kitchen.

Wei Zhengdong also went to sit down on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV.

Pei Na took this opportunity to take the phone back to the bedroom, the two closed the door, and then called Tang Li.

After the call was connected, Pei Na briefly analyzed the current clearing with Tang Li. Tang Li was surprised at first, but quickly calmed down.

"Wei An wants you to buy a plane ticket and come over now. The three of us must be together and find a way to leave, otherwise the current danger level may be even higher," Pei Na said.

But Wei An shook his head: "No, if this is the conscious world, Tang Li doesn't need to take a plane. She doesn't even need to take any transportation to see us."

"Then how are we going to meet?" Pei Na looked at him in surprise.

Wei An said: "We can meet now. You tell her this is just the world of consciousness. If the three of us are determined to meet now, we will definitely be able to meet immediately."

Pei Na maintained a surprised expression, but no longer hesitated and immediately conveyed Wei An's intention on the phone.

Tang Li on the other end of the phone was also surprised. After the two talked for a while, they hung up the phone.

"What should we do to meet each other now?" Pei Na asked Wei An.

Wei An was silent for a moment, and then said: "She should be right outside the door, what else is she doing?"

Pei Na groaned and suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside the living room: "Old Wei, are you watching TV alone at home? Where are Wei An and the others?"

This voice came from Tang Li.

"She's already here?"

Pei Na opened the bedroom door in surprise and saw Wei Zhengdong standing up, somewhat surprised and talking to Tang Lizheng, who was wearing a women's suit.

"Team Leader Tang, what brought you here? Without telling me in advance, I will ask my wife to cook a few more dishes. When I order another takeaway, Shiba Long, how many drinks will we have today? Have a few drinks!”

"Who is she?" Wen Qiong's voice sounded, standing at the door of the kitchen holding the bloody kitchen knife.

Pei Na looked back at Wei An and asked in a low voice: "Are these the parents you imagined!?"

"Don't blame it all on me, it's also your imagination." Wei An said.