The third floor of the dim bright red villa.

The bathtub placed in the center of the room has become empty, and a large vat of blood has disappeared, and the ground next to the bathtub is imprinted with blood-colored footprints.

The footprints stretched towards the bathroom of the room, and in front of the mirror in the bathroom, stood a man with thick blood flowing all over his body, no skin, no hands.

"Haha, it's amazing, it's really amazing, that timid old chef was also killed, haha, there are still the last two. I don't expect them to kill the bunch of in the lake, just kill that disgusting painter again."

With laughter, the man turned into a puff of blood and flew to the window of the room, looking at the sunrise sky outside, his tongue slowly sliding along his upper lip.

…………

Zhang Chen, who returned to the bedroom, looked at the mobile phone at the bedside, and the time showed 2:14.

"This Jia Xin uses his classmates who trust him so much as bait, if he becomes friends with him, he may not even know how he died."

Recalling Hongyi's elated appearance after hearing that he was safe in the afternoon and Miao Shuangshuang's tearful coco pleading in the middle of the night, Zhang Chen's heart was like a knife.

"The embankment of a thousand miles collapses in an anthill, don't be big because it's small." The little white voice in Zhang Chen's right chest is coming." There is no such thing as perfection in the world, and if we can kill the Blood Demon, it will save a thousand lives, ten thousand lives."

Zhang Chen walked to the window, looked at the hazy moon in the middle of the night, sighed deeply, and responded to Xiaobai's "Thank you."

There were also footsteps at the door, it should be the second baby and they went back to the room. Zhang Chen took off his coat, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and read silently

"From now on, no matter what blood demon he is, I won't let the classmates around me be in danger anymore, I want to save the people around me, and I will kill this blood demon."

At this time, the white light of the relics in the right chest appeared slightly, overflowing with a trace of warmth, slowly towards the brain, a wave of tiredness hit, Zhang Chen, who was not sleepy, slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, I was lying on the bed in the bedroom on the third floor, and in front of me was a terrifying scene like hell.

In a room of nearly 300 square meters, a corpse hangs almost every other meter, the youngest is a child under a year old, and the oldest is a girl no more than 20 years old.

At the foot of each corpse was a tin bucket to collect the blood left behind by the corpse.

He stood up, took the body of the nearest eleven-year-old girl in front of him, and bit down on the snow-white and delicate arm. After chewing it for a while, a very annoyed expression appeared on his face.

grabbed the girl's body and threw it on the ground, and angrily kicked over the bucket full of blood in front of him.

After that, he took down the bodies of a five-year-old boy, a nine-year-old girl, and a seventeen-year-old girl, and after tasting them one by one, he threw them away with great annoyance. At this time, he was very irritable in his heart, picked up the machete standing by the wall on the side, and slashed at a corpse.

After calming down, he came to the bathroom to clean the blood on his body, looked at the youngest child under one year old hanging on the ceiling, smiled slightly, took out a black bag from the wardrobe, put the child in, and hurried downstairs to the kitchen.

The white-bearded old chef saw him coming, and immediately bowed respectfully. He looked at the old chef expressionlessly and handed over the black bag in his hand.

After the old chef took it, he opened it and saw that the whole person immediately took two steps back, and if it weren't for the table behind him to support him, he might have fallen to the ground.

The old chef's frightened expression could not subside for a long time, and at the same time, he shook his head vigorously, and kept saying something in his mouth. Zhang Chen felt that his current self was starting to be a little annoyed, and then took out a stack of banknotes from his trouser bag to hand it to the old chef.

The old chef shook his head uncertainly, and at the same time rejected the thick stack of bills in front of him. Subsequently, he pushed the black bag back to himself as well.

Enraged, he directly picked up the sharp kitchen knife nailed to the cutting board on the side, and slashed down with force, directly on the head of the old chef who was caught off guard.

After washing the blood off his face in disgust, he closed and locked the kitchen door, pulled out his kitchen knife and prepared to vent his anger on the old chef.

It took him nearly an hour to dismember the old chef's whole body into pieces of minced meat, and then opened the sink shell next to the refrigerator to reveal the sewer pipe. Then move the meat grinder to the side, throw this piece of minced meat into the meat grinder, grind it into meat scraps, and flow directly into the sewer pipe.

After doing this qiē, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, looking very happy. After opening the kitchen door and seeing that there was no one outside, it slowly closed again.

I boiled some water in a large pot and threw the child in the bag directly into the pot, and put a lot of miscellaneous seasonings. After waiting for another hour, I finally ate the food I thought I was satisfied with.

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Villa Rodin tour day 4 at 8:40 am.

"This Blood Demon Body is on the third floor, why don't you kill him now?" Zhang Chengang got up and was very energetic. Sitting at the head of the bed staring at the ceiling above, his anger still seemed to have subsided because of the events of last night.

Suddenly, Zhang Chen directly compressed the air in front of him into a blade shape, and hit the ceiling on his head with one blow.

Surprisingly, nothing happened, like a knife's edge. [,！ It swallowed into the ceiling, and there was not even a single slashing sound.

"What's going on, why isn't there even a sound?" Zhang Chen was surprised.

Zhang Chen wanted to try it with his nails, but after thinking about it, it was still a little dangerous to try the law.

So, I grabbed the lighter from the bedside drawer, took out the oil in it, lit it, and a fireball floated in the air. With the control of the telekinesis, the fireball hit the ceiling directly.

The unthinkable happened, the fireball just approached the ceiling and disappeared before it could be fully touched.

"How is that possible?" Zhang Chen even manipulated his mental power to throw all the vases and chairs in the bedroom towards the ceiling, however, all of them disappeared the moment they touched it.

Zhang Chen sat on the bed and thought carefully.

"If that's the case, presumably Jia Xin's guy already knew. Wait, if it is assumed that he knew it from the beginning, then ......"

Zhang Chen suddenly became shocked.

"On the first day we came to the villa, Shen Qiutian had an accident in the dance room, Jia Xin immediately called me, and we went to kill the female ghost in the mirror together at night."

"The next day, Gong Yuanwu was charged with this incident, Jia Xin said that it was done by the drowning ghost, if you think about it carefully, is it possible? The room opposite the swimming pool is where our class lives, and the people who want to control our class are also the people who come to control our class."

"And the red blood I got rid of in Wang Yizhi's room is obviously part of this blood demon. Is it possible for that drowning ghost to bypass such a big circle and go to their class control zhì Gong Yuanwu?"

"Gong Yuanwu was under control and did not threaten everyone, but stayed in the swimming pool all the time. Is it ......?"

When Zhang Chen thought of this, he really wanted to drag Na Jia Xin in front of him and beat him up.

"That Jia Xin knew from the beginning that this Gong Yuanwu was controlled by the Blood Demon, and used this to let Gong Yuanwu use it as bait to lure out the drowned ghosts in the swimming pool. And the reason why the Blood Demon is like this is so that we can kill this drowned ghost."

"Jia Xin wants to kill the drowning ghost, and the blood demon also wants to kill the drowning ghost." Zhang Chen roughly guessed.

On the third day, Jia Xin used Hongyi as bait to kill the ghost that the chef turned into. Then that's all that's left in the studio."

"If you guess correctly, Jia Xin will do something to the ghosts in the oil painting studio today, and something terrible should happen after that."

Zhang closed his eyes and recalled some things from the previous day.

"By the way, the master's codex found in the temple on that small island says that the blood demon in this villa is very powerful, but it seems to be sealed by something."

"Seals? Is it ......?"

Zhang Chen got dressed and walked directly downstairs, there were many people sitting in the hall, and Jia Xin was also sitting there.

As soon as she walked down the stairs, Wang Yizhi came over with a big bowl of noodles and said with a smile

"Hee-hee, I see you went to the lake yesterday morning to work all day, and when you came back in the evening, you were woken up in the middle of the night to catch ghosts. So, Miss Ben got up early in the morning and cooked this bowl of noodles for you."

Zhang Chen can still laugh now, and he can only look at this Wang Yizhi's stunned appearance. Touched her little head, took the noodles in his hand and said

"When I go back, I'll compensate you for a normal trip."

"If you say it yourself, your words must count, otherwise I will ignore you." Wang Yizhi didn't seem to know about Hongyi's death last night, and the whole person was still pulled away by Dai Xu on the side like a happy ghost.

With his face up, he sat on the sofa in the hall, and not far from him sat the three girls from No. 1 Middle School and Jia Xin.

"I'm sorry I couldn't bring Hongyi back yesterday." Zhang Chen whispered.

A complicated look flashed in Xiao Lan's eyes, and she kept staring at Zhang Chen. And Miao Shuangshuang on the side said slowly

"It's okay, yesterday Brother Xin said hello, you did your best, you wanted to save 'Hongyi', but 'Hongyi' is no longer the original Hongyi. In the end, you were forced to have no way out and couldn't bear to move the killer, and it was also Brother Xin who killed him. It's all right, it's gone."

At this time, Jia Xin's eyes were still shining with tears, obviously deceiving everyone in their class, but in Zhang Chen's opinion, although he said good things for himself, he also wanted to beat him up.

Zhang Chen didn't speak, he began to eat noodles, and even drank the soup cleanly in a few clicks.

"Jia Xin, take a step to speak." Zhang Chen wiped his mouth, pointed to the outside of the villa and said to Jia Xin.

Jia Xin still had a sad expression, stood up and nodded, and walked towards the outside of the villa.

Watching Jia Xin walk past him, Zhang Chen glanced at Xiao Lan, who was staring at him, and put a piece of paper into her hand without anyone noticing, and the paper read, "Be careful of Jia Xin."

Zhang Chen didn't look at Xiao Lan's expression, and walked straight out of the villa, Zhang Chen knew that the people in No. 1 Middle School were basically absolutely obedient to Jia Xin, and he didn't know how Jia Xin did it.

However, now it is different, after yesterday's events, Xiao Lan believes in Zhang Chen more than Jia Xin.

…………

Walking out of the villa, the sadness on Jia Xin's face disappeared in an instant.

Seeing Zhang Chen coming, Jia Xin smiled slightly, and said directly without waiting for Zhang Chen to speak

"I'm going to kill the ghost in the studio tonight, I'm ready......"