The two women were very tall, and they were quite arrogant when they stood in front of Lu Buming. One of them carried a handbag with him, and the other threw it on the edge of the sofa as soon as he came, and smoked a cigarette from the noble lady.

The woman carrying the handbag is named Meng Wan, and the other smoker is called He Qiuye. Only the woman on the side of the wall, after the two of them glanced at it with disdain, they didn't pay any attention.

When Lu Buming smelled it, it was He Qiuye who was talking.

"That woman doesn't know what to do, and she has a few stinky money." He Qiuye pinched a slender cigarette in one hand, and rolled his big eyes to look at the woman who was excluded in the corner.

Originally, Lu Buming thought that the two knew each other, but when he asked, he realized that the four of them didn't know each other, and they were all meeting for the first time.

Huang Zixi poured wine for the three of them again, and said a few jokes that lined the atmosphere before mentioning the woman's name, called "Leng Shuang".

"As the name suggests, people are cold to the bone." He Qiuye was quite unhappy with her, it turned out that the car that Leng Shuang drove was driving a luxury car, looking at Lin Cheng, there were only a dozen people who could afford to drive, and the car was driven to a private party, what is this not a show?

He Qiuye's eyes were white, and some words couldn't come out of his mouth, but his commanding attitude was already very clear.

Huang Zixi played a round game, and he was the first to talk to Leng Shuang.

"Miss Leng is just a dull person, let's not recruit her." He poured He Qiuye a glass of wine, and said, "It's not considered to be a compensation for her."

Lu Buming still didn't say a word, he became interested in Meng Wan. Meng Wan's hair half covers her face, and the other half reaches her waist, which is a trendy hairstyle nowadays. The hair color is also dyed bright like ceramics, with a hint of green. The bag on her wrist looked like it was made of precious suede, and the handbag was tightly wrapped around Meng Wan's wrist.

"Are they afraid of something?" A few people made a gesture to talk, and the topic finally returned here. The middle-aged woman in the green dress suddenly went crazy, and now the sobbing is gradually becoming inaudible, maybe she is secretly wiping her tears in the room, but the impact is too great after all.

Sneaking a glimpse of the middle-aged people scattered, Meng Wan pursed her lips.

"If they are so scared, why should they come to this feast?" Meng Wan didn't understand very much, and hung the handbag from the left and right to her right hand, she let go of her wrist and let out a long breath.

He Qiuye likes to answer the phone the most, and after a few conversations, what she said the most was the three words "I'll just say".

"I'll just say it." She glanced down the hallway and gossiped. "Look, most of them have ghosts in their hearts."

Lu Buming raised his head, he was very interested in the topic of "there is a ghost in his heart". It's just a bunch of well-fed rich women who have a dinner party, how can they "have a ghost in their hearts"?

Unexpectedly, He Qiuye's speculation was not refuted, on the contrary, Meng Wan and Huang Zixi agreed very much. Lu Buming didn't understand this, and Huang Zixi answered his doubts.

"What Akiba said makes sense, and we can't refute that." Huang Zixi buried his head in Lu Buming and said: "After coming here, I learned that although the friends who went to the meeting today may not all know each other, most of them have similar troubles. ”

Troublesome? Lu Buming looked at everyone, but he didn't see what trouble they could have.

"One word." Huang Zixi smiled bitterly: "Poor." ”

Lu Buming, who has always been known for his cheekiness, has no place to put half of his face. Although he tried his best to hide the excitement in his heart, he still couldn't help but despise Huang Zixi's self-examination.

Huang Zixi wanted to continue to explain, but He Qiuye suddenly grabbed him. A few people turned around, only to find that Zhao Lao Wu had returned, but his face was not quite right.

Huang Zixi wanted to go up to help Zhao Lao Wu, but seeing his appearance, he swayed left and right, he couldn't stand, his face was pale, sweat was like rain, and he didn't know what kind of illness he had.

Who knew that as soon as Huang Zixi stood up, Zhao Lao Wu's face turned dark, and he roared angrily, so that everyone present did not dare to move lightly, and pressed Huang Zixi again, his eyes were bloody.

"Don't move, sit down."

Zhao Lao Wu looked at the appearance of a local peasant, and his strength was indescribable, Huang Zixi was pinched by him, his face changed, and his pretended face was distorted, so he could only sit back obediently.

Zhao Lao Wu was just about to say something, and the bell rang twelve. The solemn sound of the bronze bell reflects the classical charm, but to everyone's ears, it is like a nightmare.

Because Zhao Lao Wu only said three words.

"People are dead."

In the commotion, Zhao Lao Wu's anger played a role, he saw that no one raised the police, and he didn't even plan to call the police, but returned to the center of the main hall, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel over and over again, rolled up his sleeves, and forcibly suppressed the noisy noise.

"Who did it?" He muttered in a low voice, his gaze pointing to the dark hallway, one of the houses. Everyone's eyes looked over, and they immediately understood what Zhao Lao Wu meant, it turned out that the "dead" he said was referring to the woman who hid in the house and sobbed just now.

No one answered, no one spoke, except that after the bell had passed, the second hand crept up and down.

"Who did it!" Zhao Lao Wu jumped like thunder, his wide and short figure almost jumped up, and a frightened look appeared on the faces of the middle-aged people sitting in a circle.

One of them jumped up, took a few steps and made a step, and slammed into the door, screaming in an unknown voice, and rushed to the door like a flight, almost falling to the ground. But he ignored all this, and leaned against the door, twisting the doorknob with both hands, and his face was sallow.

Ka, Ka. The doorknob only sounded, and could not move.

"Let me out, let me out." first shouted twice, and then seemed to be stunned by these two words, the whole person was stunned in place, his hands slowly left the handle, covered the top of his head, and his pupils dilated.

"He's back, he's back!" The man screamed, took a few steps back, slammed towards the door, stretched out his shoulders sideways, and slammed into the wooden door with a loud clatter, and a solid touch came from behind the door.

The man fell to the ground with a pained look on his face.

When Zhao Lao Wu saw it, his face suddenly changed, and he took the lead and rushed to the man's side. He turned over the front of the man, whose face was pale and desperately gasping for breath, and even spit came out of his mouth rubbing.

Zhao Lao Wu immediately made a decision and pinched the man's man, and the man woke up after a while. It's just that he was trembling, his face was pale, his eyes were unfocused, and his mouth trembled and he muttered.

"Yes, it's here, yes, it was here. He's coming back for his life! ”

The man was helped up by Zhao Lao Wu, and Lu Buming stepped forward to inquire, what is life, what is the so-called death, what is going on.

Zhao Lao Wu looked at Lu Buming, and said that the middle-aged woman who was with them just now had died in the room at this time, and he, Zhao Lao Wu, was the first person to find out.

As soon as these words were spoken, more than a dozen people in the main hall were in an uproar, and a sense of fear gathered together. But no one called the police, not even the proposal. In the midst of the commotion, Lu Buming noticed that Leng Shuang suddenly left the wall, his face suddenly turned red, and he walked towards the corridor.

She seemed to want to say something, but Lu Buming didn't give her this opportunity.

"We should look at the corpses." Lu Buming grabbed Zhao Lao Wu's hand, and the middle-aged people behind him were full of panic and uneasiness on their faces, in their opinion, the role of this annex was already very clear.

Zhao Lao Wu hesitated, opened the room with the spare key, and everyone swarmed in, and the room was crowded with more than a dozen people at once, which seemed extremely narrow at this time.

Blood had covered the floor, and there was no trace of it in the room, and the décor was warm. The room had a large round bed with a carpet under it, and the window opened to the first floor on the ground, which was now completely cut off, surrounded by bookshelves, wardrobes, and two flat tables.

The carpet is a little cluttered. Ink and blood blended together, blood stains scattered throughout the four corners of the room, a particularly striking gray pen tip rolled down to the floor and stood still, blood stains on the walls, hanging paintings, and even the nearby tables and chairs.

The body lay prone in the center of the carpet.

Seeing this scene, the anger and screams behind Lu Buming did not stop, and finally someone mentioned the police. But for some reason, such a cry was quickly suppressed, and even the exclamation fell silent, and everyone was speechless when they saw the woman who was still alive a few minutes ago.

The blood of the corpse was still bright. Lu Buming lowered his body calmly, came to the corpse, and gently rubbed his fingers against the blood stains, the temperature of the blood was moderate, and the time of death was not long.

However, his actions angered the crowd.

"What does this man do? What's going on? ”

"What does he want to do?"

"It's a curse, it's a curse!"

The noise continued one after another, and Zhao Lao Wu also stepped forward and grabbed Lu Buming's wrist and dragged him away.

"What are you doing, this is what the police should do, you get out of the way for me." Zhao Lao Wu dragged Lu Buming away from the scene, the chaotic scene was noisy, and everyone should be panicked when encountering such an emergency.

But no.

Lu Buming looked at the middle-aged people around him, their faces were full of expressions, but there was a common emotion.

"Like, too much." One of them said, cold sweat pouring out of his body.

The panic is spreading, but it is not fear, but a sinister. Lu Buming found that after encountering danger and fear, these middle-aged people gradually dispersed, and their eyes turned into outright doubts and distrust.

Zhao Lao Wu sighed, and he told Lu Buming that this was a murderous mansion. Many years ago, there was a murder here, and after the renovation, this luxury annex became a tourist homestay, but what he didn't expect was that just being a housekeeper who took care of it would have such a thing.

The door of the basement was locked, and it couldn't be opened inside and out, and why and how was the deceased who appeared inexplicably in the house, and how was he killed, when Lu Buming was thinking about it, the situation changed again.

"There's a sound outside!" He Qiuye suddenly shouted, and she seemed to hear movement outside the house. More than a dozen people rushed to the main hall in one go, and sure enough, there was a sound, but before they could identify the source of the sound, the headlight in the center of the main hall was suddenly shattered.

Suddenly, the entire main hall was dark.

Then another exclamation, this time from the room, was followed by a woman's voice suddenly shouting, "The body is gone!" ”