In the dead of night, the leaves are rustled by the wind, and the branches are swaying, just like the devil.

Yu Cang sneaks into Huo Baiyuan's villa and feels a piercing chill, which makes him shiver.

Dark hall, empty, bleak moonlight shine in, add a bit more hazy.

Yu Cang gropes up the stairs. As soon as he looks up, he suddenly sees a figure in front of him. He is so scared that his heart stops and quickly raises his gun.

At the door of the study, there was a woman in a clean and tidy Nightgown, sitting in a wheelchair, with her head drooping and her black hair falling down, just blocking her face.

Damn, isn't Huo Baiyuan's family empty?

Yu Cang put his finger on the trigger of the gun, pressed his voice and said to the woman in a threatening tone: "sorry, I'm going to the wrong door. I'll leave right away. You'd better not make a sound."

The woman didn't speak.

Yu Cang was a little relieved. He turned around and was ready to go. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He turned back, squinted at the woman carefully, and asked softly, "Hey, are you ok?"

The woman still didn't respond.

It's really evil.

Is it deaf or dumb?

Yu Cang is bold and curious. He walks quietly with a gun in his hand.

When he got to the wheelchair, he bent over and pulled away the woman's hair with a gun. Under the moonlight, he saw that the woman's eyes were closed, her face was as white as paper, her lips were slightly purple, and she looked dead.

What the hell is this?

Yu Cang tentatively stretched out his hand and put it between the wings of the woman's nose.

This woman... Doesn't breathe!

Flustered, accidentally hit the woman's face, her head to the side of a crooked, heavily against the wheelchair.

A woman's skin is stiff and cold, without a trace of temperature.

Yu Cang grasped the gun, turned around and ran away.

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"Dead people?"

In the shabby factory, several people are sitting on the cement pipe.

Lu Mingke did not believe Yu Cang's words: "are you wrong?"

Yu Cang poured a mouthful of wine and said: "no breath, no heartbeat, no pulse. His body is cold and hard, like a stone. Do you think it's dead?"

The dead

Yunci sits beside him, remembering the last time he went to Huo Baiyuan's house, there was something wrong with that woman.

"Is she in a wheelchair? The hair is so long that it covers the face? "

"Yes! How do you know? " Yu Cang looks at Xiang Yunci inconceivably.

Yunci tapped the beer bottle with his finger: "I've seen it, Huo Baiyuan said. That's his wife."

Yinwan licked the lollipop, and there was no fear in her young face. She tut said: "put the dead at home, Huo Baiyuan is a pervert!"

"Ah, ah Yu Cang hugged his head and howled: "it's so damned bad luck. I even said a few words to her!"

meanwhile.

With a click, Huo Baiyuan opened the door and walked into the villa.

He didn't turn on the light. He came to the second floor and saw the woman in the wheelchair sitting at the door of the study. He bent his lips slightly and walked quickly. He squatted down beside the wheelchair and touched the woman's head with a voice as soft as a feather.

"I'm back. Are you waiting for me?"

His answer was a dead silence.

Huo Baiyuan has been used to it for a long time. He picked up the woman and stepped into the bedroom. He gently put the woman on the bed and lifted her to cover the quilt.

Then, grab the woman's arm, see the skin floating out of a small green body spot.

Huo Baiyuan rubbed the spot lightly with his finger pulp, and even laughed: "hungry? It's time to eat. "