Chapter 53

"Pearl, sit in your place." The host's head stiff twist to bead direction, the corner of the mouth rises, pull out a twisted smile: "guests, please sit well, it's time to eat."

"OK." Wei Yan nodded and pushed pearl forward: "back to your seat."

After saying this, I look to Zheng Quzhi.

Zheng Qu knew how to lead God's meeting and quickly followed him to the dining table. Walking, he looked back at the host behind him. He saw a satisfied smile on his face and pushed the dining car to follow them.

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the host took the dishes out of the table and filled the whole table.

Zheng Quzhi looked at the dishes brought out by the host and swallowed. He was ready to see something disgusting, but he didn't expect it to look so delicious.

The whole hall is filled with strong fragrance. Zheng Quzhi's stomach instantly sings the empty city plan. His eyes are straight and his eyes are staring out and sticking to the dishes.

Wei Yan coolly glanced at all the people, and unexpectedly saw a face full of enjoyment and greed. He pulled the corners of his mouth, and Yu Guang saw Zheng Quzhi's eyes straight and his eyebrows wrinkled in an instant.

"Please enjoy yourself." The host bowed and the gentleman laughed.

The voice just fell, in addition to Zhu Zhu and Wei Yan, the others immediately grabbed the chopsticks, quickly clip to those dishes.

Wei Yan stretched out his hand and pressed Zheng Quzhi's chopsticks hand. He looked at him with a slightly cold tone: "didn't we just finish our meal?"

Zheng Quzhi shivered all over with the cool feeling coming from his hands. He had some focus in his eyes. He looked at Wei Yan with doubts. Just He seems to have only one idea

That is Eat

After a while, the other four had already lost their chopsticks and went to grab the food directly. Zheng Quzhi also gradually saw the true features of those dishes.

The middle of the dish, is a bloody fingers, the above sprinkled with soy sauce, but also sprinkled a few scallions, black red green interlaced.

The dish closest to Zheng Quzhi is a head, with his face facing Zheng Quzhi, so that he can clearly see the face of the head.

Suddenly, he was the man who committed suicide at the end of self mutilation. He had no eyes in his eyes, his head was smooth, his scalp was torn, there was no hair, only a few white worms wriggled on it.

Zheng Quzhi didn't hold back. His stomach rolled and got up quickly, "bathroom! Where is the restroom?! "

Master strange smile, pointing to a corner.

Zheng Qu, who was crazy and wanted to vomit, didn't care much and ran to the other side. The feeling of tumbling in his stomach became more and more intense. He endured it until he knelt down in front of the toilet and vomited out all the food he had eaten in the morning.

His throat was hot. Zheng Qu knew that his eyes were full of tears. He scolded himself and got up to wash his face.

All of a sudden, he moved slightly and looked back at the bathroom door.

He just ran in a hurry. How could he have leisure time to close the door?? There is no wind in the villa. How did the door close??

The heart suddenly trembled, he raised his eyes, quietly looking at himself in the mirror. In the mirror, he is still handsome as before, but the red color in the center of the eyebrows is getting deeper and deeper, emitting an unknown breath.

A strong smell of blood came from the mat. The smooth mirror seemed to be a TV, and the pictures inside began to flash.

They were two men, one of whom was familiar to the owner. Two people looking at a clearing, constantly discussing what, two people's faces are happy and yearning, full of look.

Under the washing table, a green gray hand slowly reached out. Just as he was about to hold the human wrist, the red light suddenly flashed and the hand quickly retracted. Full of corpse spot on the hand zizizizi bubble, as if by what hot.

Zheng Quzhi eyebrow red spot but light down.

Knocking and knocking -

knocking on the door sounded, and Wei Yan's voice followed: "Zheng Quzhi."

Zheng Quzhi regained his consciousness and looked at the mirror. There, he could only see his own face. The picture just appeared to be his illusion.

The door has been pushed open by Wei Yan from the outside, his cold face has some impatience, but the tone takes some placating meaning: "come out."

Zheng Quzhi's heart immediately settled down and went out.

Suddenly, he froze.

Isn't the man who is talking with the host happily the face he just saw on the dining table? Although the head on the dining table was bloody, I could barely recognize that it was the man just now

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Wei Yan suddenly grasped his wrist.

"Be careful." He said these two words again.

Zheng Quzhi looks at Wei Yan in surprise. His eyes are full of surprise. Wei Yan Do you know anything?

Outside, the dining table was in a mess. The head was held by a red lipped woman in her hand, and her head was gnawed, and the old man's mouth kept chewing, and he could see the fingers inside.

Zheng Quzhi's stomach swelled again and his face turned blue."My friend is not feeling well. Can we have a rest first?" Wei Yan looked at the master who had been sitting on the throne and looked at all the people kindly and gently.

"Of course." The master grinned stiffly, and there were still some creeping worms on the yellow teeth inside. He seemed to notice something. His tongue stuck out and swept on his teeth.

The mouthworm was drawn into the tip of his tongue, and the master's face was satisfied. He began to chew and enjoy himself.

Zheng Quzhi's eyes are black. Wei Yan covers his eyes. Wei Yan's voice brings some coldness: "how do you like to see others so much?"

Zheng Quzhi only felt that he was going to vomit in minutes, but he didn't pay any attention to Wei Yan. The cool feeling disappeared, the whole vision became bright again, and his wrist was still held by Wei Yan.

Wei Yan was pulling him upstairs. I don't know when the old man with crutches walked in front of them. He coughed in a low voice and said, "it's snowy Thank you for meeting the boss... "

Boss?

Zheng Quzhi's heart beat so much that he always felt strange. That's what the red lipped woman used to call the master.

"Mr. Wei." He leaned over Wei Yan's ear and whispered, "are we going to stay here for a night?"

The warm breath sprays over, Wei Yan thin lip one purses, low astringent next Mou son, some absent-minded should a: "well."

"Today, you live in these two rooms." The old man stopped suddenly and pointed to the two adjacent rooms.

"Granny, we can live in one room." Zheng Quzhi is busy making a voice. In this strange place, he dare not live alone!

The old man nodded stiffly and said, "have a good rest."

With that, he turned over them and went downstairs. She went down very quickly, but there was some unnamed liquid left in the place she had passed, which made the ground covered.

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