Chapter 2 Primer two

In the dark night like ink, the mansion stands quietly in a tall fir forest.There was no light in the mansion, after all, it was early morning.Both the owner of this mansion and the servants inside have already fallen into a deep sleep. The rich man lay alone on a big bed and stretched his limbs vigorously.For me who has many women, occasionally I still need to be alone to enjoy loneliness. Today is the day when I need to be alone quietly, without those women's rambunctious chatter, the world seems to be much quieter! I don't know why he is so irritable today.That restless feeling was deeply entrenched in his mind, and he couldn't vent it all the time.Because of this feeling, he lost sleep.Even after taking sleeping pills, I couldn't find the slightest drowsiness.

The rich man simply sat up from the bed, took a cigar in his hand and smoked it.The flickering flickering light was particularly dazzling in this dark room. Suddenly, a slight crash came from outside the bedroom.There are thieves?The rich man was stunned subconsciously, and then smiled, the fat accumulated on his face twitched because of the laugh, looking very ugly.He finds it funny because he is a complete robber. Who else in this world is better at stealing and robbing than him?In front of others, he will always be a philanthropist and a good person.Little did he know that all the things he donated were snatched from the hands of those guys whose brains were covered with dust and who looked at him and cried bitterly with gratitude.

But those people would just numbly allow themselves to plunder, and after being squeezed out by themselves, they would still fall in love with the five bodies they admired. Some people are born mean.They have only one role in life, and that is to serve as a stepping stone for great men like themselves.Create wealth for yourself, and be trampled under your feet forever. The rich man smiled, drew a pistol from under the pillow, opened the bedroom door gently and went out.In order to reward that man's courage, someone dared to hack a hatchet in the house of a great robber like him, and he decided to reward him with a bullet himself.

In short, he is too boring tonight, maybe find some excitement, after killing someone, he will sleep more comfortably! The rich man walked quietly to the corridor, his obese and somewhat bloated body walked without making too much noise. The sound of "bang bang" sounded again, still very weak, as if something had fallen to the ground.The rich man immediately judged that the voice came from his collection room. For some reason, he has a weird collection of humanoid things.Especially puppets.Perhaps it is because no matter how stupid people are, they still have their own thoughts after all.But puppets will not, they will never generate their own will, they can only be at the mercy of themselves, and will never betray themselves.So every time the rich man plays with his puppets, he feels very peaceful.

That kind of tranquility is what money, power, and women can't bring him. The collection room that makes the sound is where I collect puppets. There are all kinds of puppets there, and there is a wonderful story behind each puppet.A story in which I used all kinds of despicable means to plunder them from the original owner and seize them as my own. The rich man slowly opened the door of the collection room and raised his pistol, but there was no sign of the thief.Only one puppet lay quietly on the red carpet.The rich man walked over to pick it up, but he couldn't help frowning. Hasn't this puppet been thrown away by himself?Which servant picked it up again?But it's okay, in order to get this puppet, I have worked hard.

The rich man looked at the scratched face of the puppet with satisfaction, which he scraped off severely with a carving knife.Because this puppet is really bad, and it can't make any sound to him. Suddenly felt a chill, the puppet's ferocious face in the dark seemed to exude resentment, its eyes seemed to be staring at itself. The rich man shivered. He put the puppet on the ground and stepped on it vigorously.The mainspring behind the puppet snapped with a bang. The rich man laughed happily: "Gare at me, no matter how much you stare at me, it's useless. You are just a puppet. Even if I smash you to pieces, you can't do anything to me!"

The puppet lay quietly on the ground, still staring at the rich man with resentful eyes.The rich man became uneasy, he kicked the puppet into the corner of the room, then turned around and slowly admired his exquisite collection. Shen Qin's puppet in the dark is the most beautiful.In the dark, these inanimate objects are always hazy and mysterious, and the rich man enjoys the stimulation brought by these visual sensations.This is just like a woman, a woman with a beautiful appearance and a charming appearance is born to be the darling of men.They look noble in white and mysterious in black.But no matter how beautiful a woman is, she can't beat the puppets carved by those sculptors.

Beautiful women always grow old, but puppets don't. The millionaire suddenly had an urge to make a puppet for his favorite women.The puppets made of their appearance will still accompany them even when they are old and ugly.And she will never violate herself, and she will never cheat on herself. People will always become suspicious when they get old, let alone him who is already suspicious.The rich man shuddered, when did the temperature become so cold?He looked around, everything was quietly in its place.But for some reason, he always felt that something was different in this room. Illusion.

The rich man shook his head and was about to leave the room, but when his hand was about to touch the doorknob, all his movements stopped abruptly.The rich man suddenly turned around and lit the candle holder, then stared fixedly at a certain corner of the room. gone!The puppet that was kicked to that corner by himself was gone!The rich man felt his heart beating wildly.He searched the whole room, but he couldn't find the puppet that suddenly appeared in the collection room after being thrown away by himself. Could it be that he is hallucinating because of lack of sleep?The rich man immediately found a reason to comfort himself.Rich people can always find reasons to explain their actions quickly, and this rich man is obviously a master of it.He rubbed his temples vigorously.

At this moment, the candles were all extinguished without warning.Before he could scream out in shock, an extremely cold gaze fixed on his back.The rich man suddenly felt his whole body stiffen.The body trembled uncontrollably in the resentment of that gaze, trembling constantly, cold sweat poured out drop by drop like a fountain. A shadow, darker and thicker than the darkness, slowly stretched and stopped at the rich man's feet. "Who? Who is it?" The rich man asked in a trembling voice, "Do you want money or a woman? As long as you let me go, I can give you everything."

The black shadow didn't speak, but just stood there quietly, dragging a long shadow.quiet!The death-like silence slowly passed in this room full of eerie atmosphere as time passed. After an unknown amount of time, the rich man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he slowly turned his head to look. Horror suddenly filled the whole brain, and the rich man stared at the ground not far away with his eyes wide open.The heart was beating uncontrollably, faster and harder, almost jumping out of the chest. "I love you……" At the moment when his heart was about to explode, the rich man finally heard a cold voice, a cold voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell...