The man opened his mouth, and the dim light made it impossible for the people around him to see the shape of his mouth, only that the unhurried air flow slowly came out of his mouth, but the remaining two people could not hear any sound. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Both men stood beside him, the round and wide wine jar was held in front of them, their tall and broad bodies were lazy, with a little inert hunchback and did not straighten up, with the round and large wine jar in front of them, the funny scene, like three pregnant women.

Is it too far away? The two were suspicious.

The two of them curiously put their ears to his lips, and leaned slightly over the body holding the wine jar, wanting to hear what he was whispering.

The man who answered looked serious, and his slightly open mouth made the mole on his face tremble, and said mysteriously.

"Guess. ”

"Cut ......" rolled his eyes, and the two deceived men glanced at him angrily, and the curiosity in his heart was not filled, but grew bigger and bigger.

"It's not a big deal. The smile on his face after the treacherous plan succeeded, probably seeing the white eyes of them, the man had to reply with a word of comfort.

Hearing this, the other two people felt even more uncomfortable, and they still didn't tell them about something that was not important......

No matter how you look at it, this sentence is not a comforting word.

"Your sister...... rolled his eyes upward, and the other man was holding the heavy jar of wine in his hand in anger.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally one of the men with a smooth porcelain surface hit the back of the pretending man, and with the help of force, although it was not a sharp weapon, the heavy force still made him suffer hard.

"Wow...... You, you, you ......" took a step back, the man's extremely exaggerated acting skills pretended to be in pain, and he cooperated with the man who hit him, and suddenly, his heel stepped on something strange, a soft lump, and a strange liquid.

"What's this?" frowning, the man stepped back, just in time to be seen from the gate of the courtyard.

In the dim environment, the man can't see what is under his feet clearly, but he only vaguely sees a blurred cloud, and the moment he steps on it, he feels as if it is a soft object.

"Hahahaha......" The same blurry thing that couldn't see the ground clearly, the man's other two companions came over, but they gloated and guessed through the shape, "You deserve it, you stepped on!"

The smell of blood in the air, although not heavy, is mixed with the sultry summer air, and there is always an illusion that it is about to suffocate.

The first of the three to smell was the one who stepped on an unknown object, the mole on his face shaking as he shook his nose. Freckles changed with the frowning movements on his dry face, and finally, as if he had discovered some terrifying fact, his eyes widened involuntarily, and the black pupils widened in it.

"What's wrong?" The two companions next to him noticed his strange appearance, his body holding the round wine jar was a little inconvenient, and the appearance of his body tilting was funny, but even so, he still stuck his head over with concern and followed his gaze to look at the unclear thing on the sole of his shoe.

At this time, the sun was no longer visible, and the last rays of light passed weakly through the horizon to the other side of the earth.

"It's not a...... the man's face was solemn, but the companions around him didn't pay attention to the expression on his face because of the dim light. "It's other ......"

"Huh?" "I couldn't see clearly, I couldn't smell the blood in the air, and the man's companion lowered his head as expected, but he could still see only a vague pile of things, trampled on the soles of his feet like flesh foam.

Frowning, the man took two steps back, slowly put the heavy osmanthus wine in his hand on the ground, just put it down, glanced at the ground, and only felt that there were a few different marks on the ground.

Squatting down, looking closely, the smell of blood in the air seemed to be heavier, and he twisted the marks on the ground with his hand, and the man was immediately stunned in place.

When he came back to his senses, his face became more solemn, the man paused to react, and immediately retreated to the position where he had just stepped on something, and gently picked up the thing that he stepped on with his hand and couldn't tell its original face.

Slimy, long, as if a whole lump was connected, with a solidified liquid, lying quietly on the ground.

The other two people saw his movements, and then glanced at each other, the two of them looked at each other in unison, and the next second, the two of them immediately noticed that something was wrong.

There was also the trace amount of alcohol left in the body, which was finally erased by the brain at this moment, and the two jars were neatly stacked on the edge of the wall, bowing their heads, and the two of them also stretched out their hands to learn the man's movements.

Jumping up, putting it in front of me, wanting to look a little more closely, the fishy smell and the smell of blood finally spread completely in front of them at this moment.

In the next second, his face became the same as that of a man, the same gloomy and heavy.

"What is this...... "There was silence for a while, and I don't know who asked first, but none of the three of them moved, but their faces became more and more heavy.

No one answered him, in fact, if he asked, he didn't ask, just by virtue of this strong fishy smell, even ordinary people who don't know the world can guess what it probably is. It's just that this time, the faces of the three of them became more solemn.

"This way," touched the marks on the ground, the blood that had coagulated was firmly stuck to the ground, and the man twisted his fingers, following the route of the bloodstains, looking all the way over.

On the other side of the alley, an empty mansion.

A wall surrounded the door of the house, the light almost disappeared, and through the dim light, the man could only see a wide red brick wall blocking the view, and the blood stains on the ground creeped crookedly along the center of the alley, burrowing into the door.

Raising his hand, the man pointed in the direction of the bloodstain, and between the winding traces, little clumps of mass objects scattered around it until it spread into the house and disappeared without a trace.

His lips trembled, and the man in front of him froze in place, his stiff body stood in place as if only his head could move, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he never made a sound.

After a pause, his companion noticed his strangeness, his face was still solemn, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

The blood stains under their feet twisted on the ground, like a blood-colored viper with no end in sight, winding around everyone's hearts little by little.

The hands were slimy, and the man involuntarily touched his hands, and the perennial work made his hands have more calluses of all sizes.

"Jay?" Suddenly, unexpectedly, the man shouted softly to the empty doorway in front of him.