There was no light in the dark bedroom, and a figure appeared here silently like a ghost.

"...Well, is that him?" The pigeon master who dug a hole and didn't fill it, causing him to fall into the hole for the first time in his life?

Su Ying lowered his head and looked curiously at the sleeping person on the bed. He matched the face in front of him with the photo sent by system 333, and nodded in confirmation.

...the guy is right :).

The smile on the corner of Su Ying's lips instantly rose ten degrees. Under the moonlight outside the window, his long black hair that fell down cast a large seaweed-like shadow on the other's face.

...Let him think about it, what should he do next?

The sleeping person seemed to have noticed something, his brows suddenly moved uncomfortably, and his originally peaceful sleeping appearance gradually changed, as if immersed in an ominous nightmare.

The moment the nightmare was shattered, Qin Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, he met a pair of dark pupils that were quietly watching him, filled with unemotional scrutiny and contemplation, as if killing him in the next second would not be out of the ordinary.

Qin Fei's pupils shrank sharply, and his mind went blank.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he found a suspicious figure standing beside the bed. He did not know how long he had been quietly looking at himself in the dark. This kind of opening, like a horror movie, made his thinking freeze in an instant, and he felt an indescribable chill in an instant.Crawling densely all over his body, Qin Fei felt like falling into an ice cave.

He lay on the bed and didn't dare to move. He closed his eyes instantly, the quilt covering his body trembled violently, and his voice was also trembling: "Don't, don't kill me! All the cash at home is in the drawer of the bedside table.There are also bank cards and wallets, my bank card password is XXXXXX, and my mobile phone, my payment password is also XXXXXX, there are about 3 million in it... All my money can be given to you..." Although the voice trembled, butHe spoke at an unbelievably fast speed, as if he was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, he would be clicked by the daring robber who broke into the room, he closed his eyes and said loudly, "It's so dark in the bedroom that I don't see anything and don't know anything!"

There was an utter silence in the bedroom.

Qin Fei's eyes were dark, and he couldn't hear any sound in his ears. He could only feel his heart beating fiercely in his chest, and his mood became more and more tense.

In just a few seconds, Qin Fei seemed to have gone through several years.

There was no movement around, neither the sound of drawers twitching, nor the sound of footsteps or other sounds. He could feel the gaze from the darkness still lingering on him for a long time. What exactly does this person want to do?!

The unknown is the greatest source of fear.

As Qin Fei's heart continued to fall into the unknown darkness and fear, the stranger by the bed finally spoke.

"As soon as you find a stranger, you give up resistance and take the initiative to hand over your property, and close your eyes intimately to imply that you don't need to silence him if you don't see the other person's face clearly. Generally, as long as you are not an extremely vicious gangster or a vengeful enemy, you will take the money away.It's amazing... You can react so quickly and think so thoughtfully in just a short moment, you are worthy of "Flying Boat", your response is as good as the protagonist Qianqiu."

He commented on Qin Fei's behavior like Gao Wei's readers commented on the protagonist in the novel, and then said with a chuckle, showing inexplicable familiarity: "But don't worry, I'm not a murderous criminaloh."

"What, what?"

Qin Fei was completely stunned.

You have the nerve to say that you are not a criminal even after breaking into the house illegally?After subconsciously retorting a sentence in his heart, his brain worked quickly—the other party mentioned two key words just now, "Flying Boat" was his pen name, and "Qianqiu" was the name of the protagonist in the previously serialized novel "Sword Tomb".Would you call him "Fei Zhou Da Da"?Could it be that……

An extremely absurd conjecture emerged in Qin Fei's mind, making him stunned.

"Okay, open your eyes, I'm just an ordinary reader who comes here for fame, and I won't kill anyone to keep my mouth shut."

——Sure enough, the next moment the other party verified his conjecture.It also made Qin Fei fall into a huge absurd mood.

Actually...

real……

... is his reader?!

——Sneaking into the author's house in the middle of the night has been done. Is this the "ordinary reader who comes here for fame"?What kind of terrible illegitimate meal behavior is this?!

Qin Fei petrified on the spot, then cracked open.

He sat up abruptly, and carefully looked at the blurred silhouette in the darkness. The fear that had originally arisen from the misunderstanding that the other party was a criminal dissipated, and turned into burning anger.

He has a series of MMPs, and he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

"... Illegal entry is also against the law." Considering the other party's sudden psychotic behavior in the middle of the night, even though he was furious inside, Qin Fei didn't dare to swear the obscenities in his heart, lest he anger this obviously abnormal guy, making even more abnormal behavior, he tried his best to remind in a tactful tone, "Mr. Reader, I don't know that you came to my house in the middle of the night at the cost of breaking the law. What's the important thing?"

The person next to the bed didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior. He continued to spread his wings on the edge of the law, and asked him confidently: "What else can readers come to the author for? Of course it's to remind me!"

"?" Qin Fei slowly put out a question mark.

——Appearing at the author's bedside in the middle of the night is just to urge the author to update. Are all the current readers so tough?!

As if seeing his speechlessness and confusion, Su Ying said in disbelief, "You've been out of surgery for seven months!"

The tone of his accusation seemed that Qin Fei had done some evil things that cannot be tolerated, such as making a girl's belly bigger and then running away: "Do you know what happened in the past seven months?"

Qin Fei dead fish eyes: "What happened?"

...Could it be that the world will be destroyed if I stop for seven months?

"...Seven months ago, a young man was alive and kicking and chasing after your novels every day." In the dark night, Su Ying's suddenly deep tone seemed to be telling a tragic story of life and death, "Seven months laterNow, he has died like a ghost and is still squatting at the bottom of the pit, thinking about it, do you know how outrageous this is?"

Qin Fei: "..."

... I only know that it is indeed a very outrageous thing for you to appear at my bedside in the middle of the night to remind me.

As for people becoming ghosts after death and still chasing after them... Is it really not a fantasy produced by you squatting at the bottom of the pit with too much resentment?It is easy to understand that the person who does this kind of thing in order to urge illegal intrusions late at night has mental problems, right?

Could it be... it's because of my cheating that this reader who is obsessed with novels thinks about it day and night, right?

Qin Fei was inexplicably guilty: "Indeed, it's too outrageous."

"It seems that you have realized how serious your mistakes are, and what made the dead restless——I am here to help you correct your evil ways and return to the right path."

Su Ying showed a particularly bright smile.

"It's great when you realize your mistakes!"

"???" Wait, what's wrong?What is it to correct the evil and return to the right?How can I make the dead restless?

One mouthful after another of the black pot was swished to his head, and Qin Fei suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Before he could say anything, Su Ying had already acted on his own, and a book suddenly appeared in his hands like magic. It was the first published volume of "Sword Tomb".

"Actually, the client before I came here gave you a lot of 'recommendations' on how to get you to fill in the hole seriously, but if you think about it carefully, they are unreliable and too troublesome."

Su Ying gently opened the book.

"For example, let me arrest you and put you in a small black room and don't release you until the hole is filled—how can this be possible?"

"Yeah, how can this be done?" Qin Fei nodded vigorously, lest he be persuaded, "Illegal detention is wrong..."

"I told him that "Sword Tomb" has serialized 1 million characters and the plot progress is not halfway through. If you want to fill the hole, you have to write at least another 1 million characters. How long will the author have to be locked in the small black room? OneIt would be too troublesome for a living person who needs to carry out various normal physiological activities to be locked up for so long. I don’t have so much free time to take care of a living person.”

Uh, although the starting point is different, it's good for you to think so... The expression on Qin Fei's face froze for a moment, and then he continued to nod vigorously.Yes, yes, how can a living person be shut down casually? What if one develops depression?

The next moment, what the other party blurted out stunned him.

"It's almost the same as a ghost that doesn't eat or drink... If you become a ghost, you don't even need to sleep. You can write 24 hours a day, and you can finish writing quickly, right?"

Maybe you can not only fill in the hole, but also write more?

This wonderful idea made Su Ying's heart skip a beat at the time, and he is still a little ready to move now.

Life and death in the eyes of human beings are no different to him. Humans and ghosts are just two different states of being alive. Only when the soul is scattered is the real death, so it is no problem to lock the author into a ghost and code words.

Qin Fei: "?!"

In the darkness, a bang interrupted Su Ying's train of thought, and Qin Fei fell from the bed to the ground.

Then he got up and waved his hands wildly.

"No, no, no! Absolutely no!"

"—When a person dies, there is nothing left! You must calm down!" Qin Fei, who was groping for an escape route in the dark, tried to appease the darkened reader, "Impulse is the devil, isn't it just filling holes? IJust fill it in!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! I will fill in the hole tomorrow, and I promise to finish writing "Sword Tomb"!"

——In order to remind people to come to the door in the middle of the night, black readers who kill the author if they don't write novels can't be bothered!

Qin Fei swears that his promise now is absolutely serious.

Although if he escaped today, he would definitely call the police and arrest this psychopath tomorrow, but what if the other party got worse after he came out?What if there is another blackened reader?

So hurry up and fill in the novels that fell through!

Unexpectedly, the author is also a high-risk occupation!

At this moment, Qin Fei was filled with emotions.

Fearing that the other party would not believe his promise, his brain was running wildly, and Qin Fei, who was dealing with blackened readers, even swore all kinds of vicious oaths on the spot, even the vicious oath of "if you don't keep your promise and fill the hole, you will lose all your hair"up.

In this regard, Su Ying took a deep breath and contributed to global warming: "Ah, this is not the case. After all, I am not a devil."

The pages of the book in his hand flipped: "Actually, I already had a perfect plan before I came here. Since you have promised to fill in the gaps and find your way back, things will be much simpler."

"Considering that you may have so much lack of self-control, I found you a special editor."

The flipping pages of the book emitted a burst of white light.

"—Come out, Qianqiu!"

"—come and meet your creator."

A twisted figure crawled out of the pages in an unusually twisted posture, and slowly crawled towards Qin Fei.

Facing this horror movie-like development, Qin Fei widened his eyes in horror, and the expression on his face became blank.

His body seemed to be frozen in place by an invisible chill, and he could only watch helplessly as the distorted figure kept crawling towards him, gradually approaching him bit by bit.

Distorted and fuzzy facial features, distorted and fuzzy limbs, exuding a black air composed of countless readers' deep resentment...

How does this look like the picturesque protagonist Qian Qiu in his writing?What did I do wrong to bear such a mental attack?

The picture was too eye-catching, and Qin Fei's San value plummeted.

"...There is no way, there is no finished novel, and there is no way to create a complete protagonist. Qianqiu's appearance like this is undoubtedly caused by you."

"Ah, don't come over—"

Looking at the distorted image of the person wrapped around Qin Fei like a newborn baby thrown into his mother's arms, amidst Qin Fei's hysterical cry, Su Ying showed a heartfelt expectant smile on his face.

He clapped his hands briskly, looking like he's done: "Okay, with Qian Qiu's careful supervision, in the next time, I believe you will be able to finish writing "Sword Tomb" and let him return to his normal posture, right?"

"No, I can't..." Let this ghost go away!

"Don't be like this," Su Ying clenched his fists to encourage him, "Believe in yourself, you can do it, come on!"

"No……"

The faceless monster entangled him more and more tightly, and Su Ying's figure slowly disappeared in Qin Fei's desperate sight.