A stench came.

Zheng Quzhi pinched his nose and frowned: "what flavor is this?"

"Corpse stinks." Wei Yan pushes open the door of the room and says lightly.

Zheng Quzhi followed him in. He did not dare to leave Wei Yan too far away. He quickly closed the door and said, "Mr. Wei, I found something in the bathroom."

"What?" Wei Yan's footstep is slight, some headache frown. Zheng Quzhi's Yin Qi is so heavy that dirty things like to look for him.

"Two men suddenly appeared in the mirror, like watching a movie. They were standing in front of an empty space, looking forward to what they were saying." Zheng Quzhi carefully recalled, "a man is just the master, the other is the man who died yesterday."

Wei Yan looked at the room carefully. When his eyes touched the bed, they were slightly distracted. "Is that right?"

Zheng Quzhi also looked at the bed in the middle and couldn't help being stunned. Damn, is the bed that small?

"Mr. Wei, what are we going to do here?" He moved quickly away from the subject.

Wei Yan picked up a knife on the table and weighed it with great interest. Hearing Zheng Quzhi's question, he turned his head slightly, his eyes focused on him and said, "kill."

Zheng Quzhi's fingers trembled for a moment. Some of his eyes were full of disbelief. The words he said trembled beyond his appearance: "kill Murder

Compared with Zheng Quzhi's fear, Wei Yan is at ease. He sat on the bed and kept turning the knife in his hand. His red thin lips gently raised: "in his world, for him, all we have to do is kill people."

What does that mean?

Probably to see Zheng Quzhi face muddled, Wei Yan patted the position beside the pat: "come here."

Zheng Quzhi hanmao stood up, always feel to this strange villa, Wei Yan seems to have changed. How to say Does it look more dangerous?

All in all, it's scary.

Seeing Zheng Quzhi can't come, Wei Yan's face is cold. Taking a deep breath, he simply lay down on the bed with both hands, and the knife fell on the floor with a slap.

Zheng Quzhi looks confused. What is Wei Yan doing?

He was much easier to get along with when he was lying down and watching than sitting. His face was a little lazy and loose. He had a few buttons on his shirt untied to reveal his beautiful clavicle. His protruding Adam's knot rolled slightly, with some sexy flavor.

Zheng Quzhi swallows and salivas and moves his sight away. He wants to slap himself.

Damn, how do you feel a little abnormal recently?

"Isn't it just morning? So early? " He awkwardly changed the subject and stopped asking about the murder.

"In this world, is there a difference between morning, noon and evening?" Wei Yan raised her hand to block her eyes and moved to the side, leaving a position: "sleep."

The big men were so comfortable that Zheng Quzhi had no choice but to lie down on his side. It's just that the two big men are so close that he can't sleep.

He had to turn his head and look at Wei Yan. In a low voice, he continued to ask, "Mr. Wei, what do you mean by killing people?"

Don't ask to understand this, he is really scared.

"In this world created by evil spirits, one way to get out is to let him repeat the previous method of death. The world will be broken and the living can go out." Wei Yan didn't open his eyes and said in a low voice.

"Why didn't you just kill him?" Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened.

Wei Yan finally opened his eyes and turned his head to Zheng Quzhi: "the weapon has not yet appeared. How can I kill it?"

After a long silence, Zheng Quzhi said, "well, Mr. Wei knows how the devil died?"

"Probably." When Wei Yan finished, he turned back and stopped talking to Zheng Qu Zhi. Zheng Quzhi called a few times and did not get a response, so he had to give up.

***

although he was very energetic at the beginning, he actually fell into a deep sleep.

When I wake up, Wei Yan has disappeared.

Zheng Quzhi was a little flustered and got out of bed. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that there was no trace of the knife on the ground. Zheng Quzhi's heart beat rapidly: Wei Yan should not have gone to kill people?

Percussion and percussion -

the sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded, frightening Zheng Quzhi.

The first time, he thought of Wei Yan. However, it suddenly occurred to me that, except for the time in the bathroom today, Wei Yan didn't knock at the door when he entered his room recently.

What's more, this is a room for two.

"Who?" He spoke nervously.

"Cluck, cluck, uncle, it's me!" Beads of laughter were heard outside.

Zheng Quzhi has a black face. Wei Yan is his big brother. Is he uncle? What's the matter with this little girl! How to make a distinction between them!!!

But hearing the sound of beads, his heart fell. This bead is not like those people eat human flesh, looks more normal, people look lovely, looking at people at ease.He opened the door and saw beads wrapped in a blanket. Looking up at himself pitifully, he said, "uncle, beads are afraid. How about sleeping with beads?"

There are still wet tears on Pearl's face. Zheng Qu's bosom friend softened a little and squatted down and looked at Zhuzhu equally: "Zhuzhu, how did you come here?"

Bead slant head, milk voice milk airway: "whew a come here!"

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi wanted to slap himself in the face. What's he doing? It's naive to want to know something from a child.

"Come in." He reached out and tried to hold the Pearl's hand.

Pearl but back a step, round big eyes still have some timidity: "uncle, can you go to my room?"

Hearing this, Zheng Qu knew that his eyes were rippling, and there was a flash of vigilance. His face did not show, the more genial smile: "go to your room to do what? My aunt even said, "you can't go to a girl's room at will."

As soon as Wei Yan came back, she saw the girl named Zhuzhu talking with Zheng Quzhi at the door of the room, and her eyebrows wrinkled instantly.

"What are you doing?" He spoke in a deep voice.

Hearing Wei Yan's voice, Zheng Quzhi heaved a sigh of relief. Subconsciously, she looked at Wei Yan with more helplessness in her eyes: "Zhuzhu said that she was afraid of herself and asked me to go to her room to sleep with her."

"Sleep with her?" Wei Yan's voice was in vain, and her eyes coldly swept to the Pearl: "what are you? Why should he sleep with you

"But Brother, I'm afraid The Pearl of the mouth is wronged.

Wei Yan came forward and pushed Zheng Quzhi into the room, and he followed him into the room. Then he stood in the room and said coldly to Pearl: "he won't sleep with you. Go back."

With that, he slammed the door and, by the way, dropped the lock.

Zheng Quzhi lived in silence.

Wait

It's not supposed to be this way, is it?

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