At the moment when Xiao Lan jumped out of the window, Zhang Chen walked quickly to the window, but Xiao Lan's figure had already fallen into the lake in the backyard, splashing huge ripples and disappearing into the dark and calm lake.

"Zhang Chen, what did you jump out of just now?" Miao Shuangshuang behind him also arrived.

In fact, Zhang Chen's answer to this question is very difficult to choose.

First, if the black shadow is not Xiao Lan, everyone will wonder if Xiao Lan was eaten or killed by this monster or something, such a big monster, we didn't find it, then everyone will start to worry about their own safety, and the idea of leaving will be very unfavorable to the whole situation.

Second, if this black shadow is Xiao Lan, naturally everyone will doubt whether they will become like that, it is really unguardable, and it will also cause a commotion.

Just when Zhang Chen was unable to answer, a voice sounded

"It's Xiao Lan who jumped out of the window just now."

The person who spoke turned out to be Jia Xin, who had just arrived.

"Xiao Lan has an accident, why are you here now." Miao Shuangshuang, who has always obeyed Jia Xin, actually blamed Jia Xin angrily this time.

"I've been watching the situation here from the balcony outside."

"Didn't you say we'd all be safe as long as we followed the command? What's going on now?" Miao Shuangshuang asked.

"First of all, before I talk about your safety issues, in my judgment, Xiao Lan has already had an accident. Second, the talisman paper I told you to bring to her was only left at the door. Third, Zhang Chen and I just finished dealing with the ghosts in the swimming pool."

As soon as Jia Xin said this, Miao Shuangshuang asked again

"Why did you know that Sister Xiao Lan would have an accident at the beginning, and you were still indifferent?"

"I'm actually guessing, I was thinking about dealing with the ghosts in the swimming pool, and then let's take a look at Xiao Lan's situation, who knew that something had happened. It was indeed my negligence, and I will go to the lake tomorrow morning to give you an explanation."

It was Zhang Chen who spoke this time, and at the beginning he wondered if Xiao Lan would have a problem after eating that strange fish, but in the end he didn't take it to heart.

As soon as these words came out, Miao Shuangshuang couldn't speak, after all, everyone is human, this place is extremely dangerous, others have done their best to protect everyone, but they are still yelling here.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited, but, if you can, please try your best to bring Xiao Lan back tomorrow, thank you."

After speaking, this Miao Shuangshuang, who was like a boy, actually cried. Shen Qiutian on the side immediately came forward to comfort him.

"Let's go back to the dormitory first, don't worry too much, I'll go look for Xiao Lan tomorrow morning"

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, everyone also returned to the bedroom in fear.

"Brother Chen, does your body matter? The battle is only over tonight, and tomorrow I have to go to the lake to find a guy who doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost?" Erwa asked.

"Since you promised, you have to do it, just rest well tonight."

Zhang Chen didn't say more, after coming to Wang Yizhi's room, everyone heard that another person had an accident, and they were also very uncomfortable, but Zhang Chen promised in front of everyone that he would never let anyone in the class have an accident, and everyone's mood eased a little.

Everyone sat together and chatted, thinking that Zhang Chen was a little tired today, so they broke up early and went back to the bedroom to rest.

As a result, Zhang Chen returned to the bedroom and was about to sleep, when his mobile phone vibrated and he picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Wang Yizhi.

So the two of them lay on the bed only a few meters away and kept sending some text messages, and they refused to stop from half past nine to eleven o'clock.

Zhang Chen, who was lying on the bed and preparing to sleep, was also happy to close his mouth, and he was originally a little tired and was so excited by Wang Yizhi's messages that he couldn't sleep for a while.

Time passed bit by bit, Zhang Chen's excitement disappeared, and he slowly went deep into his sleep.

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In this dream, I was in a strange room, holding a pen in my right hand and a notebook in my left hand, and I didn't know what was written on it. (You can't read any words in your dreams.)

However, judging from the segmented format, it should be a diary.

While writing in the diary, I bit my free left thumb, and the more I wrote, the more impetuous I became, and the words that fell on the diary became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, with an accidental force, he actually bit out the blood from the thumb of his left hand, and a drop of bright red blood fell on the diary. Stared at his own blood for a long time.

Then, to Zhang Chen's surprise, he actually licked the blood that fell on the paper with his tongue, and then sucked the bleeding thumb.

After a while, the diary was written, closed the diary, and deftly put it into the right drawer, leaving the room.

At this time, Zhang Chen found out that the room where he wrote his diary was the room marked with "x" on the villa map, and he didn't care about it for the past two days, so it seemed that it was necessary to take a look after waking up.

The dream himself is also the owner of the villa, Auguste Rodin, walking in the corridor of the villa, from time to time there are servants bowing their heads past him, but at this time he seems to be restless, no one wants to pay attention, and walks quickly to the hall.

His wife was sitting in the hall, and her belly was already bulging to give birth.

Seeing herself coming, his wife's face lifted up with a happy look, and she said a few words to herself, but she turned a deaf ear to pick up the shotgun on the wall of the hall, strode out of the villa, and walked towards the woods.

Walking in the woods by yourself. [,！ He fired a shot at the calm woods, and you can imagine the mania and distraction in my heart at this time.

I kept going deeper into the forest, without thinking about stopping my steps, as if I wanted to get away from here.

Almost when he was about to walk out of the forest, a sika deer standing by a puddle of clear water appeared in front of him. Without hesitation, he picked up the gun and deducted the plate machine at the location of the sika deer.

The sika deer was not shot, but was scared away by the sound of gunfire. Suddenly, he put away his gun in a panic and ran over to the point where the muzzle was pointed.

However, outside the woods, a 5-year-old boy collapsed in a pool of blood. I was at a loss, I didn't know what to do, and after a while, I saw that there was no one around, and it seemed that a child ran out to play alone.

He got into a different mood, grabbed the little boy's arm and dragged him into the woods. Due to the large forest, it was a long way to get back to the villa, and I dragged the body of the little boy along the way, and my own head was soaked with sweat.

When I was getting more and more difficult to walk, I saw Fichtek Salo, a black man who was planting trees not far ahead. When the black servant saw that he was dragging the little boy covered in blood, he immediately came up and talked to him, and during the conversation, the black man's face first showed a melancholy look, but then slowly disappeared.

Then the two men carried the boy's body to an open lot outside the villa, and the black man ran into the villa and took out a large sack, and the two of them worked together to put the boy in the pocket and tie it with hemp rope.

After giving the black man a look, the black man took his sack and walked towards the villa, and followed him up to the third floor.

The room on the third floor was still so low, and he sat quietly in a chair, and in front of him was a burlap bag containing the body of a little boy.

Bright red viscous blood had soaked through the pockets and spread along the floor to his feet.

He looked at this qiē motionlessly, and even swallowed his saliva.

He moved, it should have been Auguste Rodin, walked to the sack, hurriedly untied the hemp rope tied to it, took out the little boy inside, and began to suck at the bleeding mouth where the little boy was shot in the abdomen.

It didn't take long for the little boy to eat up all the blood in his body.

At this time, he looked at the little boy in front of him who had been drained of blood, and seemed to be a little unsatisfied. I stood up, opened the door on the third floor, went downstairs to the kitchen, and after talking to the old chef Whitebeard, I got a meat cleaver from the old chef.

When he returned to the third floor, he first dragged the little boy's body into the bathtub, and after using the mop to remove the traces of blood on the ground, he closed the bathroom door and slowly cut off the arm of the corpse lying in the bathtub.

The taste of the arm is very delicious, and I gnaw from the upper limbs of the arm to the five fingers, and I never stop for a moment.

After his arm was eaten, he seemed to be a little full, and in a panic washed the blood with water, and then put the body back in a burlap bag and hid it in the corner of a huge closet in his bedroom.

A few days passed, and I seemed to be tired of the old chef's cooking, and I ate fewer and fewer meals every time. The family invited a doctor to see him, but he couldn't find out why. But no one knew that every time before a meal, he would eat one of the little boy's limbs in the bedroom, and although the corpse decomposed quickly, he still thought it was delicious.

Just after the doctor left, a young couple came to the villa and shouted hysterically outside, as if looking for something. Tired of it, he ordered the servant to send the two away, and then returned to the room and opened the sackcloth pocket under his closet, in which only a few white bones remained.

One day at noon, when I was looking at the various delicacies on the dining table and couldn't raise my appetite at all, my young wife actually reached the labor period, and with the efforts of the servants and doctors, she gave birth to a snow-white baby girl.

When the young maid held the baby girl in front of her, saliva actually flowed from the corners of her mouth.

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The same natural light shone on Zhang Chen's body

"Such a man. Was that how it started? I don't know what happened later, it seems that after going to the lake to look for Xiao Lan in the morning, it is necessary to go to that house to find the diary written by that guy, maybe I can get some useful clues."

Zhang Chen's dream is almost real and the reality is the same, the only difference is that there is no sound, so every detail and every picture, I can remember it clearly.

"But there's still too little information, but at least I know that the mastermind behind this villa should be Auguste Rodin, the owner of this villa. It would be nice if I could sleep a little longer, so let's deal with Xiao Lan's affairs first."

After washing up, changing clothes, and coming to the hall on the first floor, everyone has basically gotten up and gathered in the hall.

That Miao Shuangshuang actually prepared breakfast for Zhang Chen, and personally delivered it to Zhang Chen when he went downstairs, which made Wang Yizhi on the side see it, and a trace of unhappiness appeared on his face, and Zhang Chen had to scratch his head.

"Brother Chen, shall I lend you the equipment? That way you can swim faster." Erwa didn't know where to get out of nowhere, holding his professional swimming equipment in his hand.

Zhang Chen smiled, and didn't want to explain, so he took it.

"This group of guys is really not scared at all, one has a better mentality than the other, but this is also the best, come on, Zhang Chen."

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