() Blood.

There was only one word in Leng Shuang's consciousness. Under her snow-white velvet jacket, her beautiful long skirt was covered with thick blood from top to bottom, her cheeks, neck, shoulder blades, and even all the fleshy skin around her thighs.

Scream.

Shout.

There was also the roar of the fight, many voices gathered together, Leng Shuang's scalp was numb, and his body was full of goosebumps. Lu Buming is right, these people in the entire annex are either crazy or on the way to madness.

Their expressions were no longer fear and timidity, on the contrary, the man standing in front of Leng Shuang was holding a small tool saw blade in his hand, and after minor modifications, the protective baffle was replaced with a drill as thin as a needle.

The drill bit was covered in blood.

The man cut a living corpse in half from top to bottom, and ripped the stiff ** with one hand, and his body was covered with different shades of plasma.

He stretched out his tongue and licked it on the knife saw, the taste of blood inspired him even more to kill**, seeing Leng Shuang, who was stunned in front of him, and even lost his luster in his pupils, isn't this the best test knife?

The man couldn't wait to lift the saw blade, and when Leng Shuang came back to his senses, he could only close his eyes and wait for the next cold moment.

However, the expected death did not come, Leng Shuang opened one eye, Lu Buming clumsily stretched out his hand, his palm caught the sharp blade of the saw blade, and clenched it tightly. The ligaments in the palm of the hand are probably broken, otherwise how could so much blood ooze?

Leng Shuang's mind was still thinking about these things, and her body's reaction was faster, only to see her fly up with a kick, kick the saw blade in the man's hand like lightning, and immediately grabbed Lu Buming's hand.

The bones in the palm of the hand were exposed, the arteries ruptured, and blood gushed out.

Leng Shuang's face turned even colder, but Lu Buming smiled.

"How can you still laugh!" Leng Shuang tore off the hem of his clothes resolutely, skillfully and quickly wrapped around the back of Lu Buming's hand, and after two strokes, Lu Buming's face was already white, but he was still smiling.

"My hand is slipping, my hand is very disobedient." Lu Buming laughed miserably.

The strength on Leng hands increased, and Lu Buming, who was strangled to death, gradually distorted his smile into crying and laughing. "Is it disobedience or stupidity?"

Lu Buming was miserable in his heart, but he was not convinced: "This hand is disobedient, if a girl is in trouble, he can't be idle." ”

Leng Shuang didn't have time to talk to Lu Buming, and after hastily bandaging him, he pushed him back into the bedroom.

"Let's go, I'll take care of it here." Leng Shuang reached into his trouser pocket, but Lu Buming immediately pressed Leng Shuang's wrist.

"You're not giving up, what has become of this place?"

Lu Buming said it well, the blood in the main hall is getting heavier and heavier, the middle-aged people have already killed their eyes, and the heavy makeup of a suit and leather evening dress is smeared under the blood, which looks charming and bloody.

Leng Shuang bit his lip and his arm trembled.

"Let's go." She grabbed Lu Buming, who knew that although this kid was flamboyant, his temperament was not ordinary stubborn.

"In this world, the people who can command me are either not born or dead." Lu Buming's eyes were very pure, and Leng Shuang was a little stunned by him.

“…… Except for my sister. Lu Buming's face in the second half of the sentence was even paler, but he breathed in a low voice, and Leng Shuang didn't listen to it for a while.

"If you want to hide, let's hide." Lu Buming dragged Leng Shuang's hand and ran wildly in the corridor made of blood and water, and finally arrived in Zhao Laowu's bedroom, as soon as the two squeezed into the house, there were screams from outside the house.

"What are you inking outside?" The first to get angry was Huang

Zixi, he thinks that Lu Buming and Leng Shuang have put all the normal people in a dangerous situation.

Lu Buming apologized happily, but Leng Shuang didn't say a word.

He Qiuye was the first to be unconvinced, pointing at Leng Shuang's nose and about to scold, but Lu Buming started a round.

"Guys, this is not the time to quarrel. We are the only ones who keep our sanity, so it is better to think about how to call for help. ”

Huang Zixi was the first to stand up and agree.

Zhao Lao Wu's room is very simple, only three or four square in size, the bed is also the simplest splicing bed, although the floor is spotless, but the walls are full of his clothes on all sides, the wardrobe is empty, the three young women have a lot of complaints about this, but now is not the time to complain.

Lu Buming took a brief look, walked around the room, took a few steps to the central painting, and fell into deep thought.

"I'll sort things out." At this time, Huang Zixi stood up and decided to take the lead in getting them out of this predicament together. Of course, He Qiuye raised his hands in agreement, and Meng Wan also nodded yes.

"Mr. Huang is the most sensible of us." Meng Wan's words are also very few, but she is very good at interjecting at the right time, unlike Leng Shuang, who simply doesn't say a word, cold as frost, but will not be isolated.

Huang Zixi hurriedly came back.

"Wanwan doesn't have to see her like this, I think today is a life and death, and everyone will be good friends in the future. You can call me Zixi like Akiba. Huang Zixi saw that Lu Buming and Leng Shuang had no objections, so he began to sort out the clues of the whole incident.

Meng Wan nodded slightly and said no more.

黄子西 says:

"First of all, I still think I should call the police. Now that we've gotten to this situation, do you still think that promise is valid? ”

When Huang Zixi said this, his face suddenly became serious.

He Qiuye had a difficult face.

"But this is a rare opportunity after all......" She lowered her head, Huang Zixi put his hands on He Qiuye's shoulders and comforted: "There is still a chance, save your life first, I think everyone thinks so." ”

Speaking of this, He Qiuye couldn't refute it anymore.

"In that case, then we have to call the police first."

"That." Huang Zixi had just dialed the number, but Meng Wan raised her arm.

"What's the problem?" Huang Zixi pinched the phone in one hand, the number had been dialed on the screen, just waiting for him to type, Meng Wan hesitated for a moment and raised the phone.

"If you call the police, I have already called just now......" Meng Wan's voice became thinner and thinner, but Huang Zixi was overjoyed and gave Meng Wan a thumbs up.

"Well done, Wanwan. You're more sane than I am, it's good, we're waiting for rescue, that's the first step. Huang Zixi said with a smile: "Come again, the situation outside, I reasoned briefly, and the answer is obvious." ”

"What is it?" Huang Zixi's words aroused Lu Buming's interest, and he interjected and asked.

Huang Zixi looked at Lu Buming and said with some pride: "Curse." ”

He swore and explained, "Think about it, when we first entered the house, those uncles and aunts were like they had fallen into an evil spirit, and you may not have noticed it at first, but I have been observing. ”

"Oh?" Lu Buming hid his smile and said, "So what did you observe?" ”

"The aunt who first pointed this out was also the first to die, she was the first to discover the curse, so she suddenly went crazy after talking some nonsense, and everyone must have seen this."

The crowd nodded. Before the banquet began, the middle-aged woman in green clothes did seem to have seen something "unclean" and fled in despair.

So she was cursed and died in her bedroom? Lu Buming continued with Huang Zixi's reasoning, and the latter nodded with satisfaction.

"Her death was strange. I don't know if you noticed it, there was only blood, but there was no obvious wound, and we also saw the murder weapon, the fountain pen. ”

"The nib of the pen does have blood." Lu Buming reminded Huang Zixi.

Huang Zixi provoked a smile at the corner of his mouth, shook his finger proudly, and said: "That's right, Brother Lu is very keen, there are blood stains on the pen, there is blood on the murder weapon, but there is not a drop of blood on the surface of the corpse, isn't this a supernatural?" ”

Lu Buming smiled bitterly and didn't speak, and Huang Zixi continued to reason.

"The most important thing is that the big guys have seen it too, and we just went out for a while, and the lights went out, and the bodies were gone. This is the owner of the curse warning us that if we don't break it, we will all die. ”

Meng Wan looked at Huang Zixi intently, and asked softly, "Excuse me, who is the owner of this curse...... Who is it? ”

Huang Zixi squinted his eyes and smiled: "I won't talk about this for the time being, after a while my reasoning is over, you will naturally know who it is, and the true body of the murderer will be known." ”

"Oh!" Meng Wan looked at Huang Zixi with admiration, but He Qiuye on the side was a little impatient.

"Don't interrupt, let Zixi continue."

Huang Zixi nodded and said, "I don't know if you have noticed that these middle-aged people suddenly started fighting with each other, in fact, there are corresponding hints in the house. ”

"Hint?" It was the first time Lu Buming had heard that there would be hints of fighting.

"It's like hypnosis." Huang Zixi explained: "In the process of hypnosis, there must be hints to guide the hypnotized person. The reason why they fell for evil and were cursed was also because of this hint. ”

Meng Wan seemed to suddenly realize.

"That means that as long as we avoid hints, won't we fall for evil?" She clapped her palms and asked.

Huang Zixi was very proud.

"That's right, you see, as long as you use your brain, anyone can analyze it, it's very simple, isn't it?"

Seeing that Meng Wan was as smart as snow, He Qiuye was not very happy, she dragged Meng Wan, coughed twice, and said: "We are not out of danger yet, let Zixi finish speaking, can we leave here in peace, it depends on him." ”

The words of He Qiuye and Meng Wan were very useful to Huang Zixi, and he continued to analyze.

The implication is obvious, just like Zhao Lao Wu just said, this is a murderous house, so the curse is also related to the things in the house. I noticed that they were gathered around the paintings and cabinets, especially the ones in the main hall, and as soon as they moved, these guys were red-eyed as if they had lost their minds. ”

"Is hanging a picture just a hint?" He Qiuye took the first step, grabbed Huang Zixi's arm, and asked.

Huang Zixi's face turned red, took a step back, and said: "Not only these paintings, but also the blood letters on the wall, as well as these daily necessities that appear out of thin air, are actually dangerous weapons. ”

Huang Zixi retreated and questioned Zhao Lao Wu.

"This guy is the culprit who inflicted the curse, so as long as we control him, it should be safe." Huang Zixi said, and immediately grabbed Zhao Lao Wu, and at this time he had already retreated to the wall.

"Be honest!" Huang Zixi asked sharply, Zhao Lao Wu's face was pale, and he couldn't say a whole sentence, the wall behind Huang Zixi shook, and the painting on the wall fell to the top of his head.

"Grass!" Before he could finish his complaint, his face changed.

He Qiuye and Meng Wan beside him also realized that they would desperately retreat backwards.

The door was broken open.