Chapter 171: Man-made Food Death (Fog.)

Outside, in the mountains and forests, the spring rain is still dripping.

On the high ground of an open wilderness, there are ancient and huge wooden houses, as if they have been precipitated for endless years, and seem to show the rise and glory of a prominent family.

And in the dining room of the big house, the core members of the family are eating.

"Harriman, your face is very bad......"

Sitting at the head of the long dining table, Brewster Murphy looked at his eldest son calmly, then put down the knife in his hand and asked.

"Did you sleep badly last night? Still not used to this house? ”

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Harriman opened his mouth first, then at his two younger brothers and a younger sister, and at the old butler standing next to his father, and then barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that the thunder at dawn was so loud that it startled me...... I slept late, and I didn't sleep well after that......"

He wanted to speak of the supernatural phenomenon that was happening in his room at dawn, but reason prevented him from doing so, so he could only resist the urge and try to explain his pale face in a bland tone.

Although he saw that his two younger brothers had tacitly shown strange eyes, and the corners of their mouths were raised, as if they were mocking that they would be scared like this by the thunder, Harriman did not have the intention of suppressing them at this time.

"Then you can go back to your room and rest later." The old man said calmly.

Go back to your room?

God knows how I managed to survive until dawn to get out of there!

Harriman only hesitated, thought about the feeling of fear and palpitations he had felt just two hours ago, gritted his teeth, and said to his father:

"Father, I suddenly remembered that there were some very urgent matters in the company that I hadn't dealt with before...... Now I want to ...... I want to ......"

Brewster glanced at him lightly, and said with no expression on his face: "Didn't I tell you that you must explain everything before you come back, and there can be no accidents?" ”

"I'm sorry, father, for my mistake."

Harriman humbly bowed his head, did not explain, but admitted his mistake very sincerely.

To hell with everything! He just wanted to leave this strange and ominous place far away now, and never to come back...... Even his father seemed to have become some kind of terrible danger, and now in his mind, everything here was strange and dangerous.

Or, my father had long since fallen into the terrifying nightmare of this ancestral mansion and become a part of them.

This time, he specifically asked himself and others to come back, probably because he wanted to sacrifice himself and others...... Or the shadow I saw before, it was him or the old housekeeper, both of whom were the only old people in the house!

The more he remembered what had happened at dawn, the more Harriman couldn't contain his fear and thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more terrible he felt.

- Fear is almost making him unable to breathe, the clear details, the vivid purpose...... It's definitely not your own dream!

This big house, which is so old that it can even be traced back centuries, is definitely something!

Harriman was even terrified that his father would tear off his disguise and reveal his hideous and terrifying face in a moment's time......

There was no way he couldn't help but think so, Brewster had been acting a little strange and strange since he woke up.

It was as if he had changed his appearance, and he didn't think it before, but now Harriman found that there were suspicious places everywhere, and he couldn't help but suspect anything and feel terrified from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, this man now only hopes that the other party will show mercy and let himself escape from here. Anyway, he is also his nominal son, why should he harm himself like this? Must you kill them all?

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"Of course it was your mistake."

Brewster slowly cut off a piece of steak and put it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and then said slowly.

"I've already said that you have to take care of everything before you go back to your ancestral home, so leave them alone now......"

"But, Father! These things are very important and urgent! Harry stood up with an eager expression, "I think it's necessary for me to leave now and go back to dealing with them!" ”

His two younger brothers and sisters looked at each other in amazement, and they didn't understand what this brother was doing.

Although they were also woken up by thunder at dawn, they did not encounter any frightening scenes, basically they took a few breaths or cursed, turned over and quickly fell asleep again.

It is precisely because of this that these three people have no way to understand how frightened Harriman, who has personally experienced that creepy and unexplained supernatural phenomenon, and people who have not had any mental preparation and experience are being brought like this-

It's really almost a collapse of reason, and the feeling of being directly shaken by the worldview of the past is definitely uncomfortable.

"Is it really urgent?" Brewster put down his knife and fork and looked at his eldest son with a frown.

"Yes, father, I hope you understand." Harriman breathed a sigh of relief, nervous to death, but still managed to maintain his expression, looking at his father earnestly and sincerely.

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"I see, since those things are important enough for you to make such a decision......" After a long silence, Brewster finally sighed, then waved his hand tiredly, "Then go ahead and do what you wantβ€”"

"Thank you, Father! Then I'll go back now! ”

Harriman was ecstatic in his heart, so eager that he quickly pulled the chair behind him before Brewster could finish speaking.

As if he was afraid that something would be reversed, he was ready to leave the dining room as fast as he could, leave the cursed room, go to the helipad, get on the helicopter, and run away.

"Since you voluntarily renounced this qualification, I will choose the heir of the family among your younger siblings......"

The old man was not interrupted by the eldest son, but only said the second half of the sentence slowly.

Harriman, who had just turned around and walked a few quick steps, suddenly froze, and the words spoken by the familiar voice behind him were like a thunderbolt from the sky, making his brain blank and unable to turn.

Wait, wait! I seem to be so frightened that I want to escape from this ominous and terrible place, but I have completely forgotten the most important thing!

If you leave like this, you will be removed from the ranks of heirs? Father really plans to choose an heir, and so simply?!

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Taking a deep breath, Harriman jerked around and squeezed out a relaxed smile.

"Ha, you see my memory...... I just suddenly remembered that I had already taken care of those things, and I probably didn't sleep well and didn't remember this wrong...... I'd better stay, father, I'm still a little hungry. ”

With an awkward smile as he said this, he returned to his seat and sat down, picked up his knife and fork again, and looked cautiously at his father.

I saw that the old man didn't say anything, just sighed indifferently, nodded and continued to eat slowly. And his two younger brothers are almost shining in their eyes, not exaggerating, the feeling that the light is really going to shoot out.

But after they came back decisively, their disappointment was immediately overflowing, and even a kind of gnashing of teeth and hostility radiated.

Harriman secretly hated in his heart, and he also gritted his teeth tightly, when he really mastered the family, these two guys would definitely not let them have a good time!

But the short-haired neat woman has not had too many emotional ups and downs from beginning to end, she knows her own affairs, although she was called, but it is also an ironclad fact that there are no women in the family in power for generations.

She felt that she was purely here to run with her three brothers, no matter who was in power, that person would definitely not be herself anyway......

Because she didn't have much hope in the first place, she naturally didn't have many emotional ups and downs, but she watched coldly and felt that she could see it more clearly, which was really ironic enough.

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The night comes again imperceptibly, no matter how much someone rejects its coming.

The room was brightly lit, and Harriman turned on all the lights he could turn on, warily grasping a thick book as a weapon, and leaning back against the bedside table, constantly looking around.

The fear was spreading, but he was holding back the fear, and even though he stayed, he regretted his decision immensely...... But he knew that if he did it again, he would still choose to grit his teeth and stay.

That huge family property is something that you can't give up no matter what!

The so-called birds die for wealth, and people die for food...... Well, I guess that's what I said, that's the truth anyway.

Harriman knew this very well, but he could not resist the temptation of wealth. Obviously in the morning, he was still thinking about escaping from the ancestral house, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was definitely something wrong with the house.

But now, he is desperately comforting himself that all this is his own delusion, that he is too stressed and has a nightmare, and he can't really ......

What really matters is the inheritance of the family business, and you must not take it as real for the sake of a ridiculous nightmare, or even give up your huge wealth, which is absolutely stupid.

"Surely there will be no problem, the security around is very good, there are at least two armed teams outside in charge of security here, I must have misunderstood something......"

He tried to convince himself, but Harriman tragically found himself still in fear.

It had been raining outside all day, and the dull thunder rolled above the clouds from time to time, which made him fearful, for he did not know when it would suddenly come again with the deafening horror of thunder.

He lowered his head and looked at the heavy book in his hand, forcing himself to focus on it.

It was a family history, taken out of the library on the second floor, and if there were any clues, Harriman thought he might be able to find the answer in it.

Brewster explained that this was the process of choosing an heir, but he didn't say anything else, not even a standard, so Harriman thought it might be a test.

What my father said before is a hint -

Maybe the family does have unimaginable secrets, which may be the root of the development, but the father will not take the initiative to explain it, but let them find it by themselves.