Turning on the faucet, rinsing his mouth and washing his face with water in his hand, Kenji Sakura straightened up, shook his head, and stretched his arms to his back, hoping to reach the hook of the bra.

It's a pity that after tossing like a monkey for five minutes, he had to give up, sincerely admiring his fellow women all over the world.

He was a person who had fought with the fierce spirit, and he knew that he had fallen into the mapping illusion, so he was not in a hurry, and like Gu Qi, he rummaged through the cabinet and found a marker, wrote a big "fantasy realm" on the maternity clothes, and then began to look for weapons.

This home is very large, beautifully decorated, the whole is mainly white, there are three single bedrooms, there is everything in the kitchen, Kenji Sakura picked it for a long time, and finally took out the longest kitchen knife from the knife holder and held it in his hand, rummaging around the house, he found some wedding photos, but only wedding photos, no life photos.

"There is only one truth, this family is fake, hmm...... Fake marriages. Kenji Sakura nodded with certainty, suddenly realizing that he was wearing maternity clothes, and added, "Is the fake show really done?" Well, it must be so, well, young people, they all like slime. ”

Searching the entire room, finding no one, he moved his body and prepared to go out and see what was going on outside.

When he walked to the door, he was about to reach out to open the door, when Kenji Sakura suddenly noticed that the doorknob had turned, and hurriedly exited the hallway, returned to the living room, and hid the kitchen knife behind him.

The door opened, and a man and a woman walked in from the outside, the man was the one in the wedding photo, the woman was younger, wearing heavy makeup, as if she had just eaten human flesh.

"Chain-san?" Kenji Sakura tried to scream, but neither of them responded.

They walked into the living room, and the man glanced at Kenji Sakura with contempt and smiled, "What are you doing?" Comments? ”

"Me?" Kenji Sakura paused for a moment, looked left and right, shook his head and said, "Is there an opinion, there is a question, what is the value of one thousand minus seven?" ”

As he spoke, he showed the kitchen knife hidden behind him.

The other party ignored him, sneered, walked into the bedroom with the woman in his arms, and closed the door.

Kenji Sakura was already ready to pounce, and when he saw the direction of travel of the two, he smiled, went to the kitchen to get a knife, and excitedly pushed open the bedroom door, went in, and closed it again.

Twenty minutes later, he opened the bedroom door and walked out, the blade and hands were covered with blood, and there was a lot of splashing on the maternity clothes, he closed the door with his backhand, found a mop stick against the doorknob, and dragged a cabinet out of the study to block the door.

Refreshing and washing his hands, Kenji Sakura pulled the dining table and retreated to the door, blocking the aisle behind the door with the dining table, and then opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door is a long corridor, about 30 meters, a total of eight households, it should be an old-fashioned apartment building, very regular, only the left side of the building has a staircase leading to each floor, the rightmost residents have to walk a little way up the stairs to go home.

Of course, the buildings and rooms are patchworked, and the interior of the rooms is completely different from what it looks like from the outside, otherwise Kenji Sakura's "home" alone would have to take up space in several apartments.

Kenji Sakura walked out of the seventh door from the left on this floor, he walked back first, came to the eighth door and knocked on the door heavily, and couldn't hear any movement inside, and then walked to the sixth room, the same heavy knocking, standing outside and listening, these doors are different in size, material, new and old, knocking is quite fresh.

As he walked and knocked all the way, he came to the third door, and just as he raised his hand to knock, the second door in front of him suddenly opened, and out of it rushed out a little boy of eight or nine years old, with a bloody face, screaming and running towards him.

Kenji Sakura hurriedly raised the knife in his hand, ready to cut it down when the little boy ran in front of him, but he didn't expect the little boy to scream, the soles of his feet slipped, and he fell on all fours.

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Yang Xiangdong opened his eyes and found himself lying on his stomach, his right cheek pressed against the cold ground, numb, his hands tied behind his back, and the ankles of his feet were also tied, unable to move.

Thinking back to the scene just now, he felt frightened, and only hoped that it was the two people in long trench coats who tied him, not the woman who could pass through the car, and he was a little scared, afraid that after he turned over, he would come face to face with that woman.

A faint moaning sound was heard in his ears, it sounded like a woman, not far away, which made Yang Xiangdong even more frightened, he closed his eyes again, twisted his body and moved to the side, but he didn't retreat far before he hit a chair, took a deep breath, plucked up his courage, Yang Xiangdong squinted his eyes and looked to the side.

He saw a young woman, sitting on the ground, her hands and feet were tied with straw ropes, and her mouth was also strangled by a strip, constantly writhing and moaning, following her gaze, Yang Xiangdong saw a man who was also lying on the ground, also tied, beaten beyond recognition, and breathless.

Two people with towels covering their mouths and noses were rummaging through the cabinets, each carrying a stick stained with blood, rummaging for a while, and one of them said dissatisfiedly: "Damn, I'm so poor, I can't find a fart." ”

The other laughed dryly: "Who told you to find a fart?" Look for something valuable, don't you think I'll find it? ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and held two food stamps in his hand, one pale yellow with "Sanshi Jin" written on it, and the other purple one with "Wu Shi Jin" written on it.

Yang Xiangdong knew that the food stamps had a very good prospect of collecting, but they were not too valuable now, and he couldn't commit murder at all, so he struggled a few times and found that he was also tied with a straw rope, so he began to grind on the chair.

Then the man who had spoken before walked up to the young woman, pulled her by the hair, and asked, "Tell me, where is the money?" ”

The woman's mouth was strangled and she could not speak, and she shook her head desperately, looking at the masked man with a begging gaze, and the masked man rudely pulled down the towel from her mouth and asked again.

"We have no money, so I beg you to ......," said the woman, sobbing.

When the masked man heard this, he raised his stick and struck her in the face.

The woman's face was beaten crookedly towards Yang Xiangdong, and a mouthful of blood and a few teeth were sprayed on Yang Xiangdong's face, and she passed out.

Yang Xiangdong smelled blood, and he was nauseous, and spit out "wow", and his heart must have been heard by the other party now, and he was doomed.

But the masked man ignored him, leaned over and dragged the woman to the middle of the room, and continued to beat with a stick, Yang Xiangdong was so frightened that he didn't care what sound he would make, he retracted his feet and wrapped his arms tied behind him to the front, desperately biting the straw rope with his teeth.

The straw rope was broken one by one, and it became a lot looser, Yang Xiangdong broke free, untied the straw rope on his feet as quickly as possible, and first quietly touched the door from behind the two masked men, but he didn't realize that he had become shorter, and slammed the door open, screaming and rushing out.

However, as soon as he rushed out of the door, he saw a pregnant woman covered in blood standing in front of him, raising the bloodied knife in his hand, he tried to brake, but the soles of his feet slipped and fell to the ground.

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"It's amazing." Miao Yi looked at the middle-aged man standing at the door of the bedroom and said to Gu Qi.

The middle-aged man's nose bones and cheekbones were shattered by Gu Qi, his face was sunken and squeezed together, and the wound on his neck was still bleeding out, dyeing the entire front half of his body red.

Gu Qi didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the middle-aged man, lifted the hose and slapped the other party's face again, and with a wave of his hand, the kitchen knife cut open the middle-aged man's stomach.

The middle-aged man's head was turned one hundred and eighty degrees, his face was facing backwards, and his internal organs mixed with colorful liquid flowed out of his abdomen, and he fell to the ground, only the intestines were still hanging, shaking slightly.

Standing in place for a few seconds, the middle-aged man's head slowly turned back, his neck made a strange "click" sound, his chin was already tilted to the side, his tongue sticked out for a long time, dripping blood, but he could still speak, and his voice was normal: "You won't go out to buy without you?" Can't wait for Lao Tzu to buy it? By the way, bring me a bottle of sorghum wine, the cheapest kind. ”

"What's going on?" Miao Yi couldn't look directly anymore and turned her head.

Gu Qi waved the water pipe, smashed the middle-aged man's knee, and said: "This place and these characters are the consciousness of the fierce spirit, but we are also conscious, so we can interact with the environment and influence each other, in our opinion, the water pipe hits its face, its face will be concave, cut it, it will have wounds, and bleed, these are all caused by our consciousness, but after all, it is in the away field, the consciousness of the fierce spirit overwhelms us, in its consciousness, the character will not die, only we will die, in addition, The character will only act according to the 'program' in the memory fragments, and will not be affected by us, so they can speak. ”

"So, by breaking the bones of these characters, you can make them unable to move?" Miao Yi saw Gu Qi crushing the bones of the middle-aged man with a water hose.

"No, even if there is only one hand left, the character will still crawl with his fingers to kill us, breaking the bone only slows it down and does not pose a threat to us, breaking the corpse from the joint is the best, but it is too time-consuming."

The middle-aged man had fallen to the ground, his body was not human, but he was still talking: "Didn't the money be put on the radio?" Do you want Lao Tzu to go over and give it to you? ”

After "processing" the middle-aged man, Gu Qi lifted the TV down and pressed it against the puddle of meat, feeling that there was nothing missing, so he opened the door and came to the corridor.

Miao Yi looked at both ends of the corridor, there were four doors on the left and three doors on the right, and asked, "These doors are going to be opened to see?" ”

"If you can't find the evil spirit, we'll have to look at it one by one, let's go meet up with Kenji Sakura first, at least find out what he looks like first."

"I guess he's become a lewd fat man, huh...... No, the obscene fat man is just that he has gained weight, and it would be interesting if he became a mouse, but unfortunately the evil spirit doesn't seem to have this function. Miao Yi sighed.

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