The boy slowly circled around the iron cage, tapping rhythmically, the sound of the iron hooks clashing was almost maddening, he was not in a hurry to clean us up, but just to kill our will.

"Rub, if you want to do it, hurry up for Lao Tzu, don't ink, be happy."

"Ghost Ye, don't listen to the sound of him tapping." Mo Xun hurriedly stepped forward and covered my ears with both hands.

The boy's left hand was raised slightly, and Mo Xun's whole person flew out directly and hit the iron cage, falling to the ground fiercely.

"I hate nosy people the most, since you don't want to live well, you have to come to die, I can only fulfill you." The boy's Chinese speech was very awkward, and his tone was very strange, but I still understood the meaning of his words.

"What can you do with us? It's a big deal. ”

"NO, NO, NO, everything here is my final say, everything you see, not all of them are illusory, you see them, they are my favorite family members." The boy stretched out his middle finger and shook it, and his facial features, which were already very tangled, were even more concentrated at this time, which was particularly hideous.

"Evil spirit, we're going to die at your hands anyway, tell us, why are you here?" Mo Xun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly got up.

"If you want me to answer questions, then get some excitement." As I spoke, before we could react, an iron hook poked into my lower abdomen with precision.

"Ahh I broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and blood soaked through my clothes.

The boy clapped his hands excitedly and said excitedly: "Aha, it's so funny, I want to taste if you are fresh enough." As he spoke, he lifted up with one hand, and the iron hook stuck in my abdomen was pulled back by a very thin steel wire.

"You pervert, what are you going to do at me." Mo Xun was afraid that he would attack me again, and he would stand in front of me.

I looked down at my lower abdomen, blood falling drop by drop, and I didn't have the strength to struggle at all, and I looked up at him with difficulty.

"Your blood tastes good, but there is so little fat on your belly that I can't even make a piece of soap." The boy held the iron hook and stuck out his tongue to taste the blood on the iron hook.

Mo Xun shook the chain that tied my wrist with his hand, "Ghost Ye, you hold on, everything here is controlled by him, once we get out, you'll be fine." ”

I handed Mo Xun a reassuring look, "I haven't hung up so easily." ”

"You know what? When I was twelve years old, I killed my brother, and it was my brother who they ate just now, and I bathed every day with the soap made of his fat, but unfortunately it was all gone. He said to himself, and to the cheerful music of the gramophone, he turned and danced, and the iron hook in his hand stuck a piece of meat on the plate, and savored it.

Mo Xun and I looked at him dumbfounded, what they were eating on their plates just now was human flesh, no wonder their expressions were afraid.

At that moment, the door was suddenly slammed open, and a bloodied man with a jar in his hand rushed to the boy and threw all the contents of the jar on him.

Soon, the boy's bare skin was scalded by the contents of the jar and then began to corrode.

The bloody man shouted at the boy, "Let them go, or I'll throw them all on you." ”

The boy struggled to lie on the ground, and with a slight movement of the middle finger of his right hand, I immediately fell from mid-air, and the big iron cage disappeared.

"Don't run yet." The bloody man threw the contents of the jar on the ground, blocking the boy's path after us, and he ran out with us.

Several people standing at the door were obviously frightened by his actions, and when they reacted, they scattered and fled.

"An Chen, is that you?" I asked tentatively.

"Nonsense, of course it's me, otherwise it's so dangerous who will save you." The bloody man in front of him suddenly stopped, "Ye, are you injured?" ”

"I'm fine, let's get out of here!" I shook my head and covered my lower abdomen with my hands.

"Wait a minute, you are An Chen?" Mo Xun stood in place and asked us with a wink.

"Who are you?" An Chen asked rhetorically.

"I'll talk about that later, how can we get out now?"

"I'll take you to safety first, and then I'll elaborate." An Chen helped me walk forward quickly, and after a while we came to the top floor of the house and climbed to the small attic above.

"Is it safe here?" Mo Xun looked around, looked at An Chen and asked.

"Well, all the people in this house have been tortured to death by that evil spirit, he is an innocent little boy by day, and at night he will turn into a demon, hunt the people in the house, and then boil their fat out, I don't know how long I have been here." An Chen sat on the ground against the wall, his eyes full of fear.

"You've been missing for many days, and Mo Xun and we both came out of my body to find you in the oil painting."

"In a painting?"

"Do you remember the birthday party that day?" I tried to help An Chen reminisce.

"I happened to go to the bathroom that day, Jialin said that Han Zixiao went to the second floor, and asked me to call him down, who knew that as soon as I pushed the door open, I was taken away by a black shadow, and when I woke up, I was in this house." An Chen pointed around and said, "I found out later, because that evil spirit won't come to this attic." ”

"Oniye, it's hard for me to determine if he's a body or a soul right now." Mo Xun carefully observed An Chen for a while.

"Look at the way we are now, Jin Wen is useless, and he will be injured and bleeding, what is the difference between this and ordinary people?" I covered the wound tightly with my hands, although it hurt, but survival was more important.

"By the way, An Chen, what was in the jar just now? The evil spirit seemed to be afraid. ”

"It was stolen from his storage room, it's all human fat, and I used my blood to awaken those unresting souls, and they saved you just now." An Chen explained.

"So, he's still scared." A smile appeared on Mo Xun's face.

"What do you want to do?" I knew that Mo Xun had some crooked ideas.

"Of course it's doing something with his precious fat." Mo Xun smiled evilly, turned his head to An Chen and said, "You take me to his storage room!" ”

"Wait for me, I'm going to be with you." We can't get out of here until that evil spirit is dealt with, and I don't want to sit in the attic.

An Chen looked at my wound, hesitated for a while, and said, "You follow us, be careful, don't be caught by him." ”

I nodded and followed them, and soon we were in the storage room, and strangely enough, we didn't meet the evil spirit along the way.

An Chen cautiously pushed open the door, Mo Xun and I followed him in one after another, and as soon as we stepped into the storage room, the door was locked by a strong wind.