There was a murder in the banquet hall

Only four escaped

The coffin was not nailed.

The big men only lifted the lid of the coffin with a little force.

Sure enough, inside the four coffins, three of the coffins were lying people.

People, three men.

And I actually know all three men.

They are the old Qianli Fat Man who has just walked out of here and not long ago, the old Smoking Gun Wang Second Master and the Water Mouse Yuan Fifth Master.

They are all characters with heads and faces in the lower eight gates.

They've all been in the thick of things.

They have also lived a life of licking blood with knives, and they have all walked through the ghost gate several times.

However, at this time, they were lying upright in the coffin, and they could never stand up.

Three people, three dead people, but they all had the same expression.

They were all wide-eyed, with incredible expressions on their faces, as if they were terrified, and as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing before they died.

Each of them had a knife stuck in his heart, and the blade of the knife went straight into his heart.

Three-handled knives, three identical knives.

The knife is short, but it is very chic, and the handle is made of ivory. The hilt of the knife is carved with the image of a young girl, who is completely naked, and the ivory material makes her skin look like satin, full of seduction.

However, when she is held in her hands, her seductive nature like a fairy can kill her opponent in an instant.

And Li Fatzi and these people were brought into the ghost gate by her.

"How could it be them?" The child-like man suddenly screamed. Although others look small, his voice is surprisingly old, making people sound very awkward.

"Master Qian? Did those people outside see Master Qian? Zuo Mu asked.

"Nope! I asked just now, and they didn't notice that Qian Ye walked out of the house. The beautiful woman replied.

"It must be him! It must have been the old money who killed them and robbed them of those treasures! This old boy has always liked black and black! The child-like man shouted.

"I don't think it's him!" I put down the wine glass in my hand and said lightly.

"Who are you? It's not your fucking turn to talk here! Hearing my words, the child-like man suddenly yelled loudly, "Do you fucking know who I am? How dare you defy me? ”

"It doesn't matter who you are! The important thing is to find out who sent this coffin, and what matters is why the person killed them, isn't it? "I looked at the child-like man, just slowly poured a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

"I also don't think it's old money that kills people!" At this time, the old man who had not spoken suddenly said. He still lowered his head, still just looking at his hands, he said very slowly, but every word was very clear, he slowly continued: "Because, old money never uses a knife!" ”

"You ......" the child-like man wanted to say something, but as soon as the words came to his lips, he could not say a word again.

Because, at this time, two more coffins were carried in.

Two Nanmu coffins with the same good material.

There were also people in the coffin.

It's the same person everyone knows.

The bearer on the underworld of the next eight doors - Qian Ye.

He who wants someone else's life loses his own life.

The person who wants others to lie down in the coffin, but at this time he is lying in the coffin.

Is this a sarcasm or a provocation?

Is this a threat or a warning?

Qian Ye also had that frightened expression on his face, as if he couldn't imagine that person would do such a poisonous thing to him until the moment before he died.

Of course, he had the same knife stuck in his chest, and the knife was still in a unique shape, it was like an invitation from hell, and everyone who received it had already met Hades.

Six coffins, six well-made coffins.

Four dead people, four people who could once cover the sky with one hand.

However, two coffins were still empty.

If there is a coffin, there will be a dead person, so who will be the next person?

Who is the murderer?

Why did he kill these people?

He's just trying to kill everyone in this room?

Or is it to take something from them?

No one spoke, no one could give an explanation.

Everyone was staring at the six coffins in the room, everyone was silent, everyone was afraid that they would be a target.

After a long time, the child-like man suddenly stood up with a bang on the table, and he shouted loudly, "I can't stay in this place for a minute." I won't do this deal! I'm going to fucking get out of here now. ”

He was not a breathless person, but at this time, such an invisible murderer made him almost go crazy.

He roared, and almost broke down and got up to leave the banquet hall, but at that moment, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out.

Darkness, sudden darkness, swallowed everything here at once.

The exclamations of men, the screams of women, the shattering sound of things falling to the ground, filled the entire space at once.

Confusion, incredibly chaotic.

Everyone in the small building began to endanger themselves, and many people began to run and collide with each other, none of them wishing that they would be that person's next target.

No one wants to die, and no one wants to lie in that damn coffin.

They want to live, so they are on the run, and that's human instinct.

I didn't move, not because I was so calm, I just knew that only by not moving and responding to all changes could I have a chance to live.

Actually, it wasn't just me who didn't move, but no one in the banquet hall moved, and it seemed that they were thinking the same way as me.

But at this moment, suddenly two screams rang in my ears.

The light came on, and it came on almost with the screams.

The screams came from the child-like man and the old man next to me.

I saw that the child-like man was waiting for his big eyes to look at the ceiling, his eyes were long gone, his eyes were full of horror, as if he had really seen a ghost before.

He had a knife stuck in his chest.

A knife that was exactly the same as the one that was inserted into Qian Ye's body before.

The blade was still in his heart.

Kill with one hit.

So fast a knife, so fast a shot.

Who did this?

And the old man is not dead, he is still gasping, but he is not too far from death.

for his hands had been severed from his wrists.

Blood flowed out like a spring, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his forehead.

He gritted his teeth, and he didn't even snort.

Who did this?

Why didn't this man kill him with a single sword? Rather, it was to cut off his wrists, and for what?

The lights went out again.

Darkness strikes again.

People shouted more panicked, and they fled faster.

Zuo Kimoto is not a person who is easily flustered, and the people under him are naturally not either.

However, at the moment when the lights went out, I suddenly found that his face had turned white, white and bloodless, white like wax, and his face was expressionless, as if he was stunned by everything in front of him, and he just sat there stupidly, not moving.

His men were still running, some scolding, some crying, and some shouting.

No one wants to die, and the instinct to survive makes them unable to stop with Ben, as if as soon as they stop, a knife will be plunged deep into their hearts.

However, the knife did not penetrate their hearts.

Because, it has been inserted into Zuomu's heart.

The lights came on again, and there was another dead man in the banquet hall.

Zuo Mu was still sitting in the same position he had just now, and he still had the same sluggish expression on his face, he had almost never moved, but there was an extra knife in his heart.

A life-threatening knife made of ivory.

The ivory on the hilt of the knife still exudes a unique light in the light, and the carving of the beauty is also smiling at the world, as if she is mocking, mocking the fragility of human life, and as if she is enjoying the baptism brought to her by blood.

The wind blows through the trees and grass in the mountains and forests, bringing bursts of coolness and fragrance, but also bringing depression and fear in people's hearts.

The night in the mountains and forests is always dark. The moonlight stretched the shadows of the trees for a long time, and the cries of night owls were like the chant of the devil, and it was sad and terrifying.

The light of fire may be the best solace at this time, if there is a little wine and roasted meat at this time, then the meaning of desolation and depression may be different.

And at this time, there is also a person who is drinking the best secret sake and eating freshly roasted rabbit meat.

This person is none other than Zhang Chengyong.

Where there is Zhang Chengyong, there will naturally be me, and Xiaomei will not be missing.

It's just that now we have one more person by our side.

The old man was lying near us, with a lot of hay under him, his wounds had been simply bandaged, and he had taken some antibiotics when he was unconscious.

"What is this place?" At this time, the old man had woken up, and he looked at us and asked coldly. "Who are you? What do you want to do? ”

"We don't want to do anything! You can rest assured! I looked at him and smiled. The bleeding from your wound has stopped, and it shouldn't be too much of a problem! ”

"You saved me?" The old man asked.

"Who else could there be?" Zhang Chengyong said with a grin. "Besides us, who else do you think can save your old man in that place?"

"Why did you save me?" The old man looked at us suspiciously.

"Let's repay the favor!" I looked at the old man and said.

"Repay the favor?" The old man wondered.

"Although you refuse to reveal your identity, you have not been able to say a word. However, when you opened your mouth later, I could tell that you were the Divine Doctor Xue who helped my friend solve the Gu poison before. I looked at him and said lightly. Am I right? ”