In the private room in the center of the room, there was a man in leather shoes and a woman, and from the clothes, it was clear that it was the woman Qin Tian had seen in the room before.

Qin Tian didn't know what kind of role this woman played in this, but judging from the metal plate placed on the table in front of the woman, Qin Tian couldn't help but want to vomit.

Qin Tian, whose eyesight had been strengthened by the ghost servant, saw at a glance a beating heart on the metal plate, dripping with blood, being cut off little by little by a woman with a knife and fork and sent into his mouth.

The lips, which were already red as blood, were instantly like vampires in the movie under the background of blood at this moment, and they were scary to watch.

Qin Tian was thinking in his heart, even if this woman was not a ghost, she was definitely a pervert.

It's just that in such a weird place, no matter how perverted a person is, he may not be able to transform into a ghost, especially since the woman's appearance is no different from the ghost Qin Tian saw before.

Qin Tian has reason to believe that this guy is a ghost,

No, it should be said that the whole opera house is full of ghosts except for the women in the cellar.

Qin Tian rushed into the crowd, his gaze swept over those who were sitting, and found that all the faces were expressionless as if they were real people, and his cold gaze was like a corpse that was unwilling to open his eyes wide before he died.

Qin Tian was quite abrupt in this group of people, in order to prevent himself from standing out from the crowd, Qin Tian found a corner by the door and sat down, planning to escape as soon as he reacted.

The lights in the opera house dimmed with a swish the moment Qin Tian sat down, and in addition to the lights on the stage, all Qin Tian could see in his eyes was a black oppressive back of his head.

"The death knell reverberates above the bell tower, the footsteps of death tick, the sickle of death is slowly approaching, the altar of sacrifice is right in front of our eyes, come, our beautiful sacrifice, let us cut her one by one, put it in our mouths, eat it in our stomachs, and melt it in our hearts."

A monologue came from the loudspeaker, and as the monologue sounded, the curtain slowly opened in front of him.

A bed as cold as an operating table appeared in front of Qin Tian, a naked woman was tied to the corpse table, and a man with a sharp kitchen knife stood in front of the silver corpse table, as if waiting for an order.

"Help, help."

The woman had not made a sound at all, but when the curtain was opened, she shouted when she saw the black man below the stage.

The woman who was full of hope that someone would come to save her, she didn't think that the guys who looked like people in the audience were not people at all, and a cry of help sounded in the silent opera house.

At this time, Qin Tian found that there was no sound in the entire opera house except for the sound coming from the speakers, and it was as if there was only one person left in the world.

If there was no woman's voice, Qin Tian thought that if he stayed in such an environment for too long, he would go crazy sooner or later.

The woman seemed to notice something, and her frightened eyes kept looking around the stage, but no one stood up or made a sound, not even the slightest cough or breathing.

"Ghosts, you're all ghosts."

As if remembering something, the woman's voice rose a lot, and the sharp voice was released through the loudspeaker, which directly urged people's eardrums.

The man standing in front of her seemed to have been instructed at this moment, and the kitchen knife in his hand swung down.

The woman cried out.

It stands to reason that a woman should pass out at this time, but she didn't, but she still seemed to be in a very good spirit, "Don't take my intestines, don't take my liver, don't, don't, don't take the contents of my stomach." ”

The woman was able to shout rationally at first, but when her body was hollowed out, the woman shouted frantically, "You are not allowed to eat, you are not allowed to eat, I am not allowed to eat, I am not allowed to eat... ”

The more the woman shouted, there seemed to be something more around her body.

Qin Tian rubbed his eyes, and found that the woman on the stage was surrounded by a lot of black air masses somehow, no, it should not be an air mass, it was yin qi.

"The sickle of death is slashed, and the sinful singer hollows out the impurity of the body, leaving only the clean body with the soul, sending us the ultimate dance."

As soon as the loudspeaker sounded, the rope that bound the woman's limbs broke, and the woman came down from the cold corpse platform.

With a beautiful face and a perfect body, if it weren't for someone breaking her belly, this woman would be a stunner.

Qin Tian was still a little shy and wanted to look away, but after a cold voice came from his ears, it instantly made him feel creepy.

"There's another partner, I don't know where to put her when I turn around?"

"There is a shortage of miscellaneous workers in the utility room, so let her go to the utility room."

"No, no, where is that place in the utility room worthy of this perfect body? This perfect body and a pair of long legs. I thought about it, I want to... ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Eat her, eat her."

The people sitting next to him rushed to the stage as if they were enchanted.

Qin Tian was a little caught off guard.

Qin Tian didn't know how to describe the things that followed, in short, he was absolutely frustrated.

Qin Tian couldn't stand it here, and prepared to rush out when no one was paying attention to him.

As a result, Qin Tian hadn't gone out yet, and the originally open door slammed shut in an instant.

Originally, there was no sound in the opera house, but because of this "squeak", the faces of all the people who brushed looked towards Qin Tian in the next second.

With the stage lighting, Qin Tian saw a pair of dark and bright eyes, cold as if he was facing a dead person.

"There should be no rat droppings in the sacred sacrifice, and the devil who blends into the crowd should be severely punished."

Knowing whose voice came from the speaker, Qin Tian felt that he was facing pressure from all directions.

Grass, I shouldn't have stayed to see this show if I knew it wouldn't have been.

Qin Tian is not in the plot story now, and he can't control this scene at all.

Facing a pair of dark eyes, Qin Tian's breathing became rapid.

Taking out the master key, Qin Tian opened the closed door with a click under the order of the horn, and flew out, not forgetting to close the door when he was about to leave.

There is always an advantage to closing the door casually to stop the other person from stepping in.

This is the second floor, it is impossible for Qin Tian to run to the third floor, it is undoubtedly asking for his own death.

The moment Qin Tian rushed downstairs, a rumbling sound sounded in the corridor on the second floor, as if thousands of troops and horses were crossing the border.

Qin Tian listened carefully to the sound, it didn't look like a human walking at all, but like the sound of plastic rubbing against plastic, which sounded quite harsh and terrifying.

Especially when the sound was getting closer and closer, Qin Tian didn't dare to think about it, and hurriedly ran to the hall on the first floor.

The lobby on the first floor was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the road.

Qin Tiangang ran towards the direction of the gate, a thunderbolt of lightning burst down, and a person in the direction of the gate stood in front of the door with an axe and spread his thighs like a door god, without moving.

Qin Tian couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, but the anger in his body came, which reminded Qin Tian of the man in the cellar.

It's really a wave of unevenness.

The direction of the gate is not clear, and there are ghosts coming down upstairs, which is really the rhythm of a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.

Qin Tianlai glanced back, so he ran towards the corridor on the other side of the stairs.

There was a gust of wind in his ears, Qin Tian heard the sound of grinding his teeth coming from a distance, and before he could run out of the corridor, he had just run to the door of a room, and was grabbed into the room by the hand stretched out from the door.

The room was dim, Qin Tian couldn't see anything, he could only feel a cold hand pressing on his mouth with a faint smell of blood.

Hell, hell with it.

Qin Tian shouted in his heart.

If you are a human being, you will have a temperature, but this hand that covers his mouth, he can't feel the temperature at all.

The sound of plastics colliding with each other suddenly sounded outside the door, getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, Qin Tian felt that those footsteps had gone outside the door.

They stopped, what did they want to do?

Qin Tian's heart was pounding, he was only one door away from those people outside the door, as long as he made the slightest sound, those guys outside the door would definitely hear it clearly.

"It's gone, it's gone, how can it be gone?"

The person outside the door stiffened like a zombie and glanced around, as if to confirm where Qin Tian was.

"The breath of the living is broken, and immediately report to the master."

There was a crunching sound, and a sound of plastic grinding left in front of the door.

Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief, those guys finally left.

The hand covering his mouth also let go at this moment, Qin Tian took out his mobile phone and hit the light on the person's body.

The master of the hand shuddered, blocking the light that shot at her.