"Who is it?"

Jiang Qiao shouted, and the voice echoed in the empty living room, causing Jiang Qiao's cold hair to stand on end.

Jiang Qiao wanted to cry a little, she knew very well that this was not a dream, if something happened, maybe she would die, she really hoped that Jiang Li would be by her side at this time.

It's a pity that now, at this moment, she is the only one to face everything, everything unknown on the second floor, and Mao Daxin who fainted under his feet.

Jiang Qiao gritted his teeth, looked at Mao Daxin, who was still unconscious, and decided to carry him out first. Jiang Qiao tried to prop up Mao Daxin and move out step by step, but before he could move out of the range of the sofa, he was already out of breath, so he had to put him down on the sofa to catch his breath. I can't see that Mao Daxin doesn't have three taels of flesh, but it turns out to be so heavy. Jiang Qiao had no choice but to give up this plan and decided to go out first and wait for the police to come in before making the next step.

Before Jiang Qiao walked out of the living room, there was a burst of children's laughter from the second floor again, accompanied by a burst of rapid footsteps.

Who ran over just now?

Jiang Qiao turned his head suddenly, only to catch the footsteps that disappeared by the door on the second floor. This innocent laughter scared Jiang Qiao almost weakly. Before she could react, a woman's singing voice came from the room where her footsteps had disappeared, exactly the same as what she had heard outside.

Is it the naked woman?

"Bang~" It looks like something heavy is falling, and it is accompanied by the sound of metal knocking, as if someone is fighting on it.

Jiang Qiao glanced at Mao Daxin, who was unconscious, and then looked at the second floor, knowing that if he didn't figure out what was going on, it would be dangerous to leave Mao Daxin alone here, so he had to go up to the second floor to check.

The carpet on the white wooden staircase not only went, a footstep creaked, the sound seemed to hit Jiang Qiao's heart, seeing that the second floor was getting closer and closer, she almost wanted to pull her legs and run. Jiang Qiao walked up nervously, and walked to the shady corner of the stairs, but kicked something under his feet.

Jiang Qiao looked down and saw that it was a long object, tightly wrapped by the carpet, it turned out that the carpet on the stairs was here, and the long object was kicked by Jiang Qiao and rolled down the stairs. With a grunt, a headless male corpse rolled out of the carpet.

"Ah~" Jiang Qiao shouted in fright, there was movement above the stairs in the afterglow, and he subconsciously looked up, but looked at a strange woman, the strange woman was covered in blood and could barely see her appearance clearly, but Jiang Qiao was attracted by the things in her hand at a glance.

It was a human face.

The strange woman didn't seem to expect to run into Jiang Qiao here, so she turned around and ran back quickly. Jiang Qiao didn't know where the courage came from, so he chased after him. Seeing the woman running to a room and closing the door, Jiang Qiao chased after him and kicked open the uncovered door.

Bang dang~ The wooden door slammed into the wall under Jiang Qiao's strength, making a huge sound.

The room was in a hurry, there was no blood, and a naked female corpse lay quietly on the ground, and the strange woman was nowhere to be seen.

The face of the female corpse was devoid of any skin, and the snow-white skin stood out in the middle of the wooden floor. Jiang Qiao hurriedly rushed over to check on her situation, and found that she had a knife stuck in her chest, she was already out of breath, and a few drops of blood flowed down her skin to the ground.

Jiang Qiao recognized that this corpse was the hostess of this room - the ** that had just flashed.

Suddenly, Jiang Qiao's head seemed to be pressed by someone, she unconsciously lowered her head, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure holding something beside her and staggered to the ground. Jiang Qiao fixed his eyes and saw that it was a strange woman.

One more woman?

The strange woman raised the vase in her hand and struggled to pounce on her again, her brow full of madness. Jiang Qiao hurriedly stepped back, and in a panic, he touched something in his hand, and he didn't know what it was, only to find that what he was holding in his hand was a photo frame, the same as the living room, it was a group photo, but judging from the age of the two, when this photo was taken, the two had entered middle age.

Just when Jiang Qiao was distracted, the strange woman had already pounced in front of her, Jiang Qiao hurriedly picked up the photo frame and blocked it in front of her, but she didn't expect the strange woman to see this group photo, stunned in place, and the vase in her hand was not knocked down for a long time. Seeing this, Jiang Qiao had a plan, threw the photo frame to the side, and the strange woman really let go of Jiang Qiao and the vase in his hand, and flew out to rescue the group photo.

Jiang Qiao was finally able to get out, and hurriedly ran out, but he didn't pay attention to his feet, he was tripped by the female corpse, and seeing that he was about to fall directly on the female corpse, Jiang Qiao closed his eyes depressedly, and sighed in his heart.

Not feeling as soft as expected, Jiang Qiao fell heavily on the wooden floor, and his joints and knees ached. She opened her eyes strangely, and found herself lying on the floor, the curtain that had been tightly covered had been torn open at some point, and the incandescent sunlight poured in, and the white powder wafted silently in this golden light.

What is it?

What about the corpses on the ground?

Jiang Qiao looked around in a panic, half-squinting, and the powder that filled the air was like countless white insects scrambling to drill into Jiang Qiao's eyes, nose and mouth. Jiang Qiao hurriedly held his breath, but he still smelled a faint aroma, which was similar to frankincense, so good.

Suddenly, Jiang Qiao felt a gaze behind her, the back of her head was numb, she slowly turned her head, and a face appeared in mid-air, looking down at Jiang Qiao below, its eyes scanned, and a cold and oppressive aura rushed towards her.

It was a mask of Prajna, which appeared out of thin air in the white expanse.

"Ah~"

"Devil, go away~"

The two voices came out almost at the same time, Jiang Qiao covered his mouth with his hand, and subconsciously turned his head sideways to look in the direction of the other voice. A strange woman curled up in the corner of the backlight, she seemed to be afraid of the sunlight outside, she held her hands to her chest uneasily, and her eyes looked in the direction of Jiang Qiao.

Another strange woman!?

How many people are still in this house?

After a short period of surprise, Jiang Qiao remembered the mask on the back of her head, and hurriedly turned her head to look for it, but she didn't expect that when she turned her head, she almost met the weird mask, and she could even see her panicked face from the obsidian-like eyes of the mask.

Oh no, I can't take my eyes off it...

Jiang Qiao tried hard to struggle, she only felt a tingling of her scalp, as if something had entered her brain, wanting to spy on all her thoughts and secrets.

"No... Jiang Qiao let out a roar from her throat with difficulty, and unlike what she imagined, this roar that she used all her strength only turned into a soft thump in the end.

Suddenly, it was pitch black in front of her, and a warm hand was over her eyes, and the familiar voice came from her ear: "Close your eyes." ”