"Why is it that the murderer always kills after the lights go out, and it is always the knife in the back." Mo Wuwen didn't understand, but even if the murderer had rules, why not break the rules of killing.

The lantern flickered gray, and Mo Wuwen turned and walked towards the knife stuck in the dead man's body step by step.

"It's him, the murderer is really him!" He was seen walking towards the dead man, pointing at him and shouting in fear.

The murderer's knife always stabbed him in the back, so running with his back against the wooden wall of the corridor was the safest way, and in the end, the two of them stumbled and ran too hurriedly and hit the table and fell to the ground, looking at the end of the ignorant and shouting in fear "Help, help!" ”

Mo Wuwen ignored them and continued to walk towards the knife, he wanted to take the knife so that the murderer could not kill anyone.

The pop sound and the lights went out, and the torches in everyone's hands went out in an instant, and the screams of horror continued, and everyone was worried that the knife would stab them.

At the moment when the darkness struck, Mo Wuwen suddenly felt a gust of wind piercing his back, and he immediately turned sideways, picked up the bench and swung it over.

Just to hear the scream, when the light source returned to the hall, one of the two people who had just fallen to the ground was lying in a pool of blood with a knife stuck in his back.

"You, you killed him!" The man lifted his sword, which had been thrown on the ground, and pointed it at Mo Wuwen.

"You killed him!" Mo Wuwen held the bench in his hand and was ready to smash it.

"Just the two of them, one of them is a murderer anyway!" The hands of those who escaped from the hall were trembling with their swords, and they all hoped that the murderer would be known so that they could at least know who to fight.

There were only two living people left in the hall, and Mo Wuwen and him stared at each other, both believing that the other party was the murderer!

Finally, when the other party couldn't stand the sword stabbing over, Mo Wuwen raised the bench to meet it, and the sword was knocked to the ground with a bang.

There was a pop, a frightening gloom returned to the hall, and as expected, there was a scream, and the man threw himself on the ground with a knife in his back as the lantern returned to light.

All the people in the hall are dead, only Mo Wuwen is alive, and the murderer is not who he is!

The people outside the hall all held their weapons tightly, and when the last person standing in the hall took half a step forward, everyone killed and left.

"Kill him!" There was a sound in the crowd, but no one wanted to take the lead, for fear that the lantern would go out and the knife would be stuck in their back.

Suddenly, a lot of gray paper fell from the roof, like a rain of flowers. The first person to pick it up saw that the paper read, "Seven Days Inn. Kill Seven People in One Day" and threw it away, his face as pale as a dead man.

Kill seven people in a day, one, two, three, four, five, six, and the last one is missing, who will it be? Everyone waited in a panic for the next lights-out.

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Mo Wuwen stood in the hall and did not move forward, thinking to himself who this murderer was? There was no one else in the hall but him, and according to normal reasoning, the murderer could only be himself.

The lights are turned off to hide their true colors, but why do they all kill people in the same way? Could it be a demon doing something? At the end of the day, he involuntarily sacrificed celadon, and the faint green mangs spread.

"What is this, I seem to see a different color!"

"I see it, I see it." Someone shouted in surprise, forgetting that he was still in danger.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the legendary blue light, the blue color brought by Zhang Tianshi from the world!"

"Heavenly Master? He is a heavenly master, then we are saved! Heavenly Master save us! The crowd knelt down and kowtowed in unison, and they decided that Mo Wuwen was the Heavenly Master and their life-saving straw.

"I, I, everybody get up." Mo Wuwen didn't want to break everyone's hopes at this moment, and besides, he wouldn't be misunderstood as a murderer anymore and reduce unnecessary trouble, so he had to pretend to be a heavenly master.

I don't know if it's a demon remembering celadon, anyway, when the celadon was sacrificed, the lantern was never extinguished, and the knife was still stuck in the back of others, and it didn't automatically fly up to kill.

"Wait here to die, it's better to smash it out!" Someone raised a chair and stool to smash the door of the inn again, but no matter how he smashed it, he still didn't move.

"I'll take a look." Mo Wuwen walked over with the celadon piece.

I don't know who made the bad secretly stretch out his feet and trip him, but he didn't hear a forward pounce on the celadon piece and almost fell off his hand, he was in a hurry to grab the celadon but couldn't stop his footsteps, and the person fell forward.

When he fell, the celadon was tightly held by him and pressed against his chest, and the green mangs were lost in an instant.

Poof, the lantern went out, the scream went out again, and when the lights came on, the seventh deceased man was seen lying in a pool of blood in the crowd with a knife in his hand.

"The murderer is among us!" I don't know whose thunderous shouts on the flat ground made everyone cry out in fear and horror. But there are also those who are glad that they are not the last person to be killed, seven a day, the murderer's mission has been completed, at least they are safe for now.

"But how can we get out?" Although today's killing quota is full, if you can't get out of the inn, there is still a quota for tomorrow and the quota for the day after tomorrow, and sooner or later it will be your turn.

The murderer is still hiding in the crowd, everyone around him may be the murderer, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, there is no trust, only suspicion, each beware of the other party may insert a knife in their back at any time.

"Burn with fire, even if you can't smash it, you need to burn the door open."

"I'm afraid that before the door burns down, you will already be choked to death by the smoke."

"If it can't be smashed, if it can't be burned, can we still fly out?"

"Good way, climb out of the roof on the second floor!"

He hasn't seen the shopkeeper since he came in and the door was closed, if he was hiding in the inn, if he was not there and where he left, could he really have left from the roof?

Someone couldn't bear it anymore and ran down the creaking wooden staircase to the second floor.

With a pop, the lantern went out again, and the screams of the people running on the stairs rolled down the stairs.

The moment the light returned, he saw a knife stuck in his back, and the staircase stained with gray blood was bloody.

How can it be! Obviously there are already seven dead, why does the murderer continue to kill, is it just a pretense written on the paper.

How can there be a murderer who keeps his promise! Terror has recaptured everyone's hearts.

"I don't think the murderer lied, the way he killed people is the same, and it shouldn't be wrong to kill seven people in one day." Mo Wuwen firmly believes in his own judgment.

"Obviously killed eight people..."

"It's clear that one of the eight corpses is a murderer who faked his death!"

"Ahh

Indeed, when everyone looked around the hall, they found that all the corpses were gone, except for the corpse with the knife stuck in the doorway.