Chapter Thirty-Eight: Such a Dead Silence
It was from such an excellent angle that as soon as the guy opened the door and walked in sideways, he saw the shopkeeper lying on the ground not far from the door. The guy didn't quite understand what was going on, and stared at him.
But after a while, the guy found that it was not only himself who did not move, but also the shopkeeper himself who was lying on the ground.
The motionless shopkeeper, in the eyes of the guy, already had a mold, and he was already out of breath at this time.
The man's eyes widened as if he had seen something terrible, and it was a terrible thing for him.
The man stopped where he was, and for a moment he felt like he was demented, stupid, and didn't know what to do, as if he had become a statue.
The scene in front of you may not seem very bloody or cruel to others, after all, there is no blood.
The shopkeeper was like playing a game with a child, one, two, three, and three stone people, lying motionless on the ground. But what the guy saw was not so simple, even in his eyes, the shopkeeper was just sleeping on the ground without saying a word, but he just felt terrible.
The man's gaze didn't linger too much on the shopkeeper's body, and he couldn't guess the whole process for a while.
But the general reason why the shopkeeper was lying on the ground, the guy imagined a lot in his mind, the best and the worst.
You must know that when the guy saw the shopkeeper a second ago, he still looked like he was in a hurry and wanted to rush to the room.
Even if the guy guessed the worst, even if it was the worst, he would still think it was incredible.
The shopkeeper had just entered not long before him, and it had already become like this at this time, and the change was really fast.
Suddenly, the shopkeeper had a flash of inspiration, would it not be long before he walked into the room, and he would become like this?
The man was no longer as slow and sluggish as before, but just raised his head and looked around to see if there was anyone.
Let's see if there are any other people, people who are threatening their lives, hiding in this room, gathering momentum.
Before, only men lived in this room, but no matter how the guy looked, he looked at the ceiling and looked at the bottom of the bed, but he couldn't find any trace of the man. As if he had disappeared out of thin air, the shopkeeper looked at the window, and then shifted his gaze.
Although the shopkeeper is lying on the ground, he is definitely not idle and has nothing to do, just to be like a child who wants to get his own things.
Lying on the ground and sleeping on the ground as if he didn't walk, the guy saw that the shopkeeper was not too young, and he looked very older than himself.
Even if he didn't leave on the ground, it was when someone was watching, and the man was not there, so he definitely left through the window.
The guy tried his best to calm his emotions, he didn't want to be frightened by the scene in front of him, he didn't know what to do, he had to finish what he was doing. No matter where the man is now, he still has to finish what he told him, and the man doesn't want to die at such a young age.
Even if the body is not too stiff, the guy guesses that the shopkeeper will end up like this because he didn't listen to the man.
The man closed the door as soon as he entered, walked briskly into the room, and then put down the teapot he was holding in his left hand.
It was placed on the table against the window, and when he put something on the table, he subconsciously glanced at the cups on the table.
The teacup that had been placed before was only used for one purpose, and the slightly moist teacup had nothing left in it. The guy suddenly woke up a little, it was the tea he brought in yesterday, presumably the man should have drunk it, and there was no left left.
After putting things away, the shopkeeper stood by the window, still in the room, which was equivalent to a different perspective.
But there was still no sign of the man anywhere, or that anyone was lurking in the room, and he should have gone.
The guy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had some self-deception, the man was gone, he should be fine.
Even if he doesn't know, he's not sure if the man will come back, but the guy knows what he needs to do the most now.
The only thing he can do at the moment is to see how the shopkeeper is doing lying on the ground, whether he is dead or alive.
You must know that if someone dies in a shop, it is a very unlucky thing, whether it is the inn itself or its reputation.
More or less will be affected by the relevant effects, but if everyone is already dead, then the only way to suppress this matter is to suppress it.
As if nothing happened, I have to say that the guy's ability to adapt to changes is really not bad, and he didn't stand stupidly in place.
When he heard the sound from outside the door gradually coming this way, he quickly walked to the other side of the door and looked out of the door.
The door that was originally just hidden before was slowly opened, wanting to see if the people outside could help.
It turned out to be just an unknown guest, the guy didn't wait any longer, and after closing the door, he quickly squatted on the ground, trying to find out the situation.
Looking at the shopkeeper, he didn't know what to say for a while, but he saw that the person lying on the ground didn't move, even if a person was unconscious, at least in the stomach position, or chest position, there would be a certain amount of ups and downs, but he didn't have it at all.
The shopkeeper was lying on the ground like a dead man, and the guy wondered if it was his prank.
It's just a reason why the man doesn't want to pay the inn, but it's not enough, and killing people can't be regarded as giving money.
Besides, the man didn't give money, he gave a lot of money, just like that, the guy vetoed this speculation, he slowly stretched his index finger under the nose of the shopkeeper, there was still a little hope in his heart, but in fact, there was no breath.
If there is no breath under the nose, it is basically equivalent to saying that the person is dead and cannot still be alive.
Thinking of this, Dian Xiaoer almost subconsciously took a step back, which was equivalent to saying that what was in front of him was a dead man.
The composure that had been barely established before had already collapsed invisibly, and it sounded terrifying when a person died.
He had never thought it would be like this, and he thought it was just a little tiring.
It was just a small accident, and it turned out like this, but the guy didn't intend to sit on the floor for a long time.
He held on to the edge of the door in his hand, and staggered to his feet, feeling a little drunk and unawake.
There was no living thing in front of him except for the shopkeeper lying on the ground, and the surroundings were quiet and terrible, but the guy's heart was panicked.
It is difficult for people who are not strong in psychological quality to escape from such a dead silence.
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