Chapter 147: Dangerous Heterodoxy Bureau

These kind of good looking little kids are easy to bully in a private orphanage.

Because this place can't hold something that good looking.

But he rarely seemed to be bullied, though always with injuries, though it seemed the unlucky ones were the ones who bullied him.

Bai Liu enjoyed watching this somewhat ruthless and withdrawn kid fight back against the bullying clique all by himself.

He was withdrawn, smelling strangely of mushrooms and blood, and the backs of his bare hands were always densely lined with fresh pinholes, sometimes with blood seeping out of them, always wiped away without a care in the world.

He hardly spoke or interacted with anyone, and conversely, no one dared to come up and speak to this strange child whose complexion was growing pale and white as a vampire.

He didn't seem to care, always going off on his own to places no one else wanted to go and staying there all day.

And that's what Bai Liu likes to do.

This man was sitting in the church behind the orphanage, in the first row of the statue of God, opening a book, and reading carefully, page by page, with his head bowed, and Bai Liu , or rather Bai Liu, was sitting not far from him, and with a little lazy interest propped up his face with his hand, curiously observing this strange fellow, and the book in his hand.

Suddenly, he turned his head to Bai Liu and held up the book in his hand, his tone light: "Do you want to read it together too? "

Bai Liu glanced at the title of the book, "The Long, Skinny Ghosts of Murder," and said, "Sure."

"Do you also invite other people to read books with you like this? "Bai Liu sat down next to him and asked him sideways, "And I'm curious how you got this kind of book in the orphanage, it's contraband, isn't it? That woman will go crazy if the director sees it, she'll say we're violent and bloody. "

His hand still has pinholes in it, he is looking at the book with his head down, not looking sideways at Bai Liu, but answering Bai Liu's questions one by one: "I asked the others if they wanted to read it together, but they all ran away screaming as soon as they read the content of the book. I got the book from the outside, and I like to read these scary things."

"Why do you like these scary things?" Bai Liu spared a rhetorical question.

He said, "Because I think I'm horrible too."

He squinted at Bai Liu : "Do you like it too?"

"I like it too." Bai Liu smiled up slightly, "I enjoy watching horrible monsters slaughter human players."

Later on, the kid who read with Bai Liu would find more and more scary books and games from outside and share them with Bai Liu.

They were hiding behind the church, under the statue of the god, under the blessing and indifference of the gods, secretly playing with the horrible oozing contraband of these orphanages, playing all kinds of horrible games, looking at all kinds of horrible picture books, Bai Liu, however, had a pleasant smile on his face - he was beginning to enjoy a little bit the stay with this child.

He and Lu Yizhan are different, Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu play games, basically will give way to Bai Liu, lost will also smile and scratch his head, said Bai Liu you really good ah.

But this guy's competitive spirit is completely and that indifferent appearance does not match the strong, no matter what type of horror game, this person will be crazy mess kill, and then win over Bai Liu to take the first, in Bai Liu lost depressed and discouraged, he will occasionally a little bit uncomfortable don't come over, unskillful pat Bai Liu's shoulder, said a, come on, you next time you may be able to win me.

Bai Liu would soon challenge him again, and this repeated defeat excited him, and he found it very interesting to play games with this man.

They spend their days together and gradually become two freaks who stray away from the crowd.

But soon, the book "The Long, Skinny Ghost Murder Fact Book" was discovered by the teacher during the cleaning, the book was confiscated and reported to the dean, who was so furious that she called out the whole children to stand outside, one by one, and forced them to ask who had brought this fundamentally unhealthy picture book back to the orphanage.

Everyone was silent, heads down, shaking, and no one dared to step forward.

So Dean angrily, in front of everyone, tore the book apart, page by page.

Bai Liu pursed his lips tightly, he tilted his head in the crowd, staring straight at the book that was torn to shreds by the dean, The Long, Skinny Ghost Murder Fact Book, the picture book that he and the man had gone through I don't know how many times.

No one admits who brought the book back, everyone desperately denies it, and they all put the blame on Bai Liu and the strange kid.

When pressed by the dean, Bai Liu also denied that it was his book.

He was the only one who didn't deny it.

He stood calmly in front of the Dean, lowered his eyes to look at the fragments of the picture book on the floor, and asked the Dean rhetorically, "Are you afraid of this book?"

He looked up at Dean, "Or maybe you're afraid it's me, right? You think I'm a scary monster that will make bad things happen to you?"

Dean looked somewhat alarmed at him, his eyes dodging at those pinholes in his body, not daring to look directly at him or answer him.

This book, which was not supposed to be in the orphanage to make a scene, was eventually just lifted high by the dean and put down gently, letting him off the hook.

He always had the privilege of not getting hurt so easily with Dean, who couldn't, or didn't seem to dare, do anything to him.

Like he said, Dean seemed very afraid of him.

Not only the dean, the teachers here were also afraid of him, afraid of the smell of blood on his body, afraid of that regal mushroom scent, their fear was hard to hide, to the point that this fear eventually spread to these children in the orphanage who were good at reading people's words.

These kids who didn't even understand what was going on started to fear him too.

Children hostile to him, ostracizing him, beating him, and, after realizing that they can't beat him, looking at him from a distance, with that horrified look at monsters, and making up all sorts of gossip and horror stories of their own imagining.

He becomes a monster that grows its own pinholes and bleeds.

But he didn't care, he just calmly knelt down to pick up the pieces of the torn book.

After the crowd dispersed, only Bai Liu stood beside him, crouching down with him to pick up the pieces of the book.

They wrapped up all the pieces they picked up and took them to the church - it was their safe zone.

Because of that place, no children or teachers want to go forward, and the orphanage's church is only open on some special days, and on those days a lot of rich-looking people come to baptize these children and do very strange rituals.

Bai Liu skipped every ceremony. He didn't like the way the rich people looked at the kids.

It's like a greedy look at goods.

After each ritual, his body became more pin-holed, his face paler, and he went from being a man to looking more and more like a bloodless marble sculpture.

Bai Liu and he were silently piecing together the torn copy of The Long, Skinny Ghosts of Murder on a table in the church, while directly above them the statue of the god watched in emotionless disbelief at their childish game of trying to glue together a book that had no restorative value whatsoever.

"Do you think those people who come here really believe that God exists?" Bai Liu suddenly asked, "Do you think God exists?

He remained very still with his head bowed, putting the pieces of paper together with his fingertips as he asked Bai Liu rhetorically, "Do you believe it? ""I don't believe it. "Bai Liu gave his answer dryly, pointing to the fragments of the sketchbook on the desktop, and said casually, "If there is a god, let him turn this pile of paper into a real long, skinny ghostly figure for me."

Bai Liu is getting a little annoyed with the book gluing, but the other guy is still being patient.

He looked up, "Were you not too happy just now when you were getting your books torn up?"

"No." Bai Liu vetoed quickly.

He looked straight at Bai Liu and continued to mention asking, "Did you like the sketchbook? Like the long, skinny ghosts and shadows?"

"Not at all." Once again, Bai Liu vetoed quickly.

Without a ripple, he lowered his head again and continued piecing together the pages, "I know. "

Bai Liu felt suffocated to the point of suffocation in a rare way, "You know what ah?!"

A month later, Bai Liu finally realized what he knew.

Underneath the church, an ugly doll that looked, only tangentially, like a long, skinny ghostly figure sat calmly in the first row underneath the idol, his back straight.

This doll looks like it should be made from the discarded sheet covers of various orphanages, with a straw on its head and patches of different colors all over its body, causing this [Slim Ghostly Shadow] to look poor and clumsy, like a homeless person who is not very skilled in his business.

The long, thin ghostly figure] turned his head to Bai Liu, who was standing in the doorway in a daze, and raised the tattered, ragged, hole-riddled sketchbook in his hand, still asking him in a tone that didn't have the slightest undulation, "Want to watch it together?"

Bai Liu calmly sat over and calmly read with him for less than a minute before he started burying his head in the table and laughing, "...... Your face poking out of this muppet is so funny."

"A proper face needs to be done with bandages." He explained lightly, "I can't find that many bandages, so you'll make do with my face, which I think should be about as scary as a long, skinny ghost's face."

"I don't believe it, you keep covering your face with your hair, in case your face is scarier than a long, skinny ghost shadow-" Bai Liu took advantage of the other party's inattention, wearing a doll suit that didn't make it easy to move, and Bai Liu forced her hand upwards to ruffle his hair in a single swivel Bai Liu's hand ruffled his hair upwards in a single turn.

The moment they ruffled it, the two men stared eerily at each other and both went still.

Silver-blue, white eyes that looked as if they had no eyeballs, looked faintly at Bai Liu, while Bai Liu's deep black pupils reflected his face in its entirety-silver, gazing intently into Bai Liu's eyes, clear jawline, and pale, bloodless lips.

After ten seconds or so, both men averted their eyes in unison.

Bai Liu withdrew his hand that had touched the other's forehead and calmly squeezed it, his breathing becoming slightly faster.

And with his head down and one hand hanging down under the table clenched as if he were trying to glue his eyeballs into the book, he flipped through the book second by second, wondering what he could read at such a fast pace.

"Do I look ...... scary?" He asked softly.

"It's okay." Bai Liu replied, barely calmly, "Not terribly."

"Then why is your heart beating so fast?" He asked, "Wasn't it because I scared you?"

"No." Bai Liu took a deep breath as he closed the book and stood with his back to him, "We'll see about that today."

"Wait." He slightly encircled Bai Liu from behind and placed the mended book into Bai Liu's arms, his tone soft, "It's fixed, it's for you."

Bai Liu Inexplicable did not dare to turn back, he took the book and tightened his expression, and left quickly.