In the full moonlight of the lake, the girl played lightly, the tune was sad, and the sadness around her infected the young man behind her, inexplicably heartache, the young man stretched out his hand to the girl in front of him, and called out softly, the girl gradually turned around, and the young man saw her clearly....... The face was pale and withered, and there were no eyeballs in the sockets...... The deep hollow gurgled with blood and tears.........

"Lord! Lord, what's wrong with you! The Lord ...... "The candlelight of the vigil beside the bed noticed the strangeness of the master, and hurriedly woke up the master, who is always quiet and shallow on weekdays, sleeps deeply today, frowns, and looks sad, as if he is in a nightmare, and he can't wake up for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the candlelight that was in a hurry to wake me up in front of me, and I couldn't shake away the terrifying bloody eyes in the nightmare.

got up and settled down, reached out to take the tea cup handed by the candlelight, took a sip, and the warm tea passed through the cool heart, which dragged himself back to reality.

Glancing at the worried candlelight, he asked coldly, "Who let you in?" ”

"You didn't let me out either....."

"Do you think your performance isn't good enough to get a penalty?"

"Guilty of contemplation!" Candlelight hurriedly leaned over and exited the door, secretly complaining, how could he have such a grudge-holding master!

No more sleepiness, the wind does not sit by the window, looking out of the window....

Tonight was the full moon, but it was covered by dark clouds, and it was pitch black and there were no fingers, just like the empty eyes in a dream, and there was no hope in sight. I could only hear the sound of the wind beating on the window lattice with a whimper.

Bang——— ping-pong bang

The sound of porcelain shattering passed through the night, mixed with weirdness.

"Master!?"

"Nothing!"

The wind did not respond to the candlelight, and then continued to listen to the movement outside the door

Poof———

The sound of a door banging

Ahh ———

The man's low voice

Knock knock knock———

Panicked footsteps

Knock Knock Knock ———

"Master!"

"Come in!"

Candlelight knocked on the door and entered, and Fu said a few words. Feng Buqi got up and walked out the door.

Knock knock knock————

"Ah——————h

There was a noise in the cloisters, footsteps, screams......

In this night that should have been silent, the sound was in the ears, and the forest was cold.

The second floor is a small inn guest room, surrounded by the guest hall into four directions, three rooms into the depth, three rooms in the hall are the upper room, facing the south and back to the north, both sides are the middle room, the left side of the person, the right side of the word, the number is arranged from left to right. There are copper kettle oil lamps hanging at the carved railing in front of the house, some have been extinguished, only the front of the house is brighter, and the black walnut corridor in front of the middle room on both sides is not clear at all under the reflection of the residual lamp.

The master and servant walked to the cloister one after the other, and then walked to the noisy place, and followed the dim light to the front of the third room on the right.

At this time, there were six people in front of room No. 3,

Ran Tang held an oil lamp in his hand and looked terrified. Hurriedly left under the orders of the shopkeeper on the side.

Two cloth-clad tenants, whispering, peeked into Room 3 with the door open from time to time.

The other two were Su Jiu and her maid, Su Jiu's face was pale and seemed to be frightened. The maid on the side was even more curled up on the ground, holding her head in her hands and trembling. Instead, Su Jiu, who was the master, patted and appeased.

"What happened?" The wind does not ask Su Jiu

"Death ... Dead person... Raising his pale face, he spoke with difficulty, and Su Jiu pointed to the room

"No, brother... We stayed in room 2..... OK... Would you like to switch rooms? ”

Feng Buqi nodded in agreement, and then whispered to Candlelight, who led the master and servant who supported each other to the No. 1 room of Tianzi.

Xiao Er was very quick to light the lights and candles in the hall, and the guest hall was bright again.

As the lights in the hall turned on, Feng Buqi looked at the half-light and half-dark Tianzi No. 3 room.

"The slave family lives in the No. 3 room of Tianzi!" I remembered the third room that the woman in red clothes in front of the hall said loudly not long ago.

There was not half a candle in the room, and through the light in the lobby, I saw a woman lying on the ground, with a red sequoia dress and red embroidered shoes, and a blood-red neck....... Yes, the face has been stripped to the point where there is almost no flesh and skin, and the face is unrecognizable. I can't think of a woman scratching my head in the guest hall at all. The dried blood stains were dotted and mottled, and he lay on the ground, his face left and back, and he had long since lost his breath. The red blood flowed from the neck, and a strange red flower bloomed at the back of the head, and porcelain white fragments were scattered around the corpse, and the extinguished red candles were scattered on the side, two or seven two.

"Have you ever reported to the official?" Asked the shopkeeper behind him, and walked into the house.

"No, no, I haven't ....." The shopkeeper boldly followed behind him, and for some reason, he only felt that this distinguished guest exuded a convincing majesty.

"Why?"

"Our store... It's just a small business..... If this kind of thing is reported to the official.... The closure investigation is a small ...... If it is publicized, what will be done with this business in the future..... What's more, this is a monster committing a crime, and the government is helpless when it comes. Just to eat for mixed food..... Excuse me, I... I've already sent the hall to invite Mr. Yin and Yang..... Definitely clean ......"

Feng Buqi asked in the room and looked around, and took advantage of the moment when the shopkeeper answered to see the basic situation.

The furnishings in the room are simple, basically the same as the No. 1 room in Tianzi, a bed on the left, the bed is tidy, there is no trace of sleeping, and the bed is not far from the washbasin. There is a square table by the window in the front, a pot of wine on the table, an empty cup, the carved window lattice is fixed, can not be opened and closed, and the maximum hollow is only with the palm. A simple dressing table on the right. Next to the dressing table is a smaller wardrobe, with a screen at the door of the closet, and a floor lamp at each of the four corners, two of which still have residual warmth.