Unexpectedly, when they were discussing countermeasures, there had already been attrition, and they had no idea what was happening.

The atmosphere in the whole room was very solemn, and this huge place also seemed empty.

Mr. Fang went to cook after buying the food, Song Yan's tears couldn't stop flowing, she couldn't control herself, and Li Xin also began to analyze all the possibilities, many times, imagination may be more important than logic in unsolvable horror movies.

This is the conclusion that he has come to from several films he has experienced.

"Then, the biggest suspect now is Xiaojie, it is very likely that he is a ghost, and our previous judgment is also like this. In addition, this Mr. Fang is also suspicious, but... He didn't seem to remember a fourth person at all, as if he only remembered the three of us. Li Xin is also doing analysis.

Yu Niantian's tone was very painful: "No matter what, we are very dangerous. What's next? ”

"According to the plot, our script task is to survive, so next, it will be very difficult to survive." Li Xin also has no way.

Still the same as the day before, I quickly smelled the fragrance, and Mr. Fang's food was still attractive.

But everyone is not in the mood of yesterday, and Song Yan can't help but want to vomit when he thinks of something.

Are they really pig ears? I'm afraid not.

Including yesterday's dish maybe...

Soon, Mr. Fang also came up with a plate of dishes, which was a simple plate of braised pork.

But the more Song Yan thought about it, the more terrible it became, and the more he thought about it, the more disgusting he became.

"Wow!" I almost threw it up.

"Yo? What's going on? Mr. Fang also looked at Li Xin.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, it's still the same pregnancy reaction as before." Li Xin also smiled helplessly at Mr. Fang.

"Well, what then?" Mr. Fang was also embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll just go back to my room and rest." Song Yan was also about to go back, and Yu Niantian was also busy following when she saw it, after all, it was still dangerous to go back to the room alone.

Knock knock, the two of them also went upstairs quickly, the sun at noon was unusually strong, and in this summer day, it also made the dust in the house fluffy and flying, Xiaojie did not come out of his room all the time, and Mr. Fang was busy in the kitchen.

Li Xin looked at Mr. Fang's back cautiously and thought about the cause and effect.

Yes, Zhu Haipeng is dead, and his death is inexplicable.

Obviously, I entered the door with them in the last second, but when I turned around, the person was gone, and when I saw it again, it was a corpse in the house.

Fortunately, Li Xin is a doctor and can easily judge the time of death.

It was about the time they left, that is, about two hours, and they had been gone for so long.

So is it that Zhu Haipeng was already dead before they went, and then he talked to a ghost for so long?

Li Xin also had a chill when he thought of this, and he stood up with cold hairs all over his body.

And another suspicion is that Xiaojie has been sleeping at home, and Li Xin is not surprised that the ghost can kill Zhu Haipeng, after all, this is an unsolvable horror movie.

But no sound came out at all, and he didn't alarm the sleeping Xiaojie at all, he didn't believe it, no matter how you look at it, this Xiaojie is a big suspect.

And there is another thing that can't be explained at all is why did the corpse disappear the moment they turned around the moment Mr. Fang turned around? 、

In this way, is Zhu Haipeng really dead? Or is it like the previous movie, they didn't return to this house at all, but collectively entered a fantasy world.

It doesn't make sense!

He was a little distressed, the sun was just right at this time, and thinking about these things made Li Xin feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Wait a minute!

Wrong! The temperature here .... It's surprisingly cold! It's not my own heart, but the temperature has really dropped! So...

Li Xin also put his hand in his pocket, holding his psychic thing, and the cold psychic thing could make him feel a little more at ease.

So! He also took out a small bottle of potion from another pocket with one hand, flicked the cork off and poured it into his mouth.

In the next second, his eyes also changed, and in the blink of an eye, he saw that a child was about to get into his arms! Blood-red eyes were also staring at him, Li Xin did not hesitate to take out an intermediate psychic object, and sure enough, the abnormal temperature was not for other reasons, but a ghost!

As the psychic thing took effect, the imp disappeared as if he was frightened. But Li Xin didn't let his guard down, such a simple ghost is actually easy to guard against, and Zhu Haipeng shouldn't even die here.

And such a ghost can't explain how to make the living person in front of him disappear and die in front of everyone's eyes.

Then the only explanation is... The crisis is far from over!

Thinking of this, Li Xin suddenly felt like a mang on his back, and immediately observed the surroundings, suddenly! He saw an extremely terrifying thing, Li Xin's pupils dilated, and he saw a human head on the table, which was the place where the braised pork was placed just now.

The human head stared at him deadly, and the appearance was his own face, and Li Xin was about to take out his psychic object, and in an instant, the human head suddenly stuck out its tongue and shot straight at Li Xin.

turned over, and Li Xin also dodged it. He was also squatting under the table, and the next second a head fell to the ground.

It was his own head, and the head on the table turned into braised pork again, and it all happened in just five seconds. It's almost so fast that people don't react.

And the two people in the room didn't know it, and at such a moment, Li Xin encountered such a big life and death crisis.

The sun was still strong, and Mr. Fang was also busy in the kitchen, he continued to cook, but after finishing the pig ears at this time, he didn't find the vegetables he bought, and Mr. Fang searched for a long time and didn't find the pork head meat he bought today.

"Huh? I bought it, but why didn't I see it? Mr. Fang said to himself.

"Forget it, I'd better make something else for them." He also continued to be busy, and the smell permeated the whole room, and if someone pushed the door in, he would smell the smell of meat, and of course he would see some very frightened pictures.

And the two people in the room were still talking, Song Yan's mood was a little unstable, after all, she didn't want Yu Niantian to experience so many horror movies, and it was embarrassing that the people who got along with each other day and night were so gone.

Many times we don't cherish the person in front of us, and we don't pay much attention to him, maybe many people still have some opinions and so on, but maybe a simple meeting, a simple greeting, is the last time you communicate.

Do it and cherish it!