In the dark, the man's heart beat like a drum, and he never thought that he would one day be frightened by ghosts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since he was a child, he was very bold, there was nothing he did not dare to do, and there was no one he was afraid of.

His mother's persecution and stubbornness never defeated him, and until the end, his mother still did not defeat him, and he once again followed his wishes.

However, killing and greed gradually made him deformed, and from the first swing of the knife, all safety changed.

Yes, he was no longer safe, he did not have the courage.

Every time he killed someone, he had to hide in Tibet, trying his best to avoid everyone's eyes and ears, which made his psychology gradually undergo a qualitative change.

He began to feel fear, to feel fear, like the victims in the Bird's House.

Tilting his nervous head, the man stroked the corners of his lips that flew diagonally up his cheeks. His face took on an eerie smile, completely different from his mood.

The trembling fingers could not be aimed at the target accurately, and the man's mind was filled with the rotting corpse that had just been resurrected.

Why?

Why is this happening?

The man did not understand that he had not killed the body, but had found him in the basement of the Bird's House—a young man of about nineteen or twenty years of age, who had been hung from a beam and beaten to death.

For many years, he had been sneaking into the secret rooms and passages of the Roquehouse through the basement, and there had never been an accident, because no one had come often.

I came here because of the secret that my father had revealed, which had been sealed for so many years, and that my father had exhausted all his savings and all his methods in order to keep it.

Fortunately, thanks to the help of these secret rooms in the Luoque House, otherwise, it would really not be able to be saved.

When the police failed to conduct a comprehensive search of the house, they had no choice but to do so.

These secrets have tormented her father for a lifetime, and she has also tortured her mother for a lifetime in disguise, which is why she wants to return to her hometown so much.

Now, the shadow's hand dug into the wound, tearing the flesh apart.

His face was like a terrifying clown mask, his smile widening, and his teeth rattling under his flesh.

Thinking about the terrifying living corpse outside, he neglected that he was also like a living corpse.

He calmed down a bit, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on.

The last fat man had already swallowed his breath in that hidden place, and all those who might know his secret had already been dealt with.

What the hell is going on with that corpse?

The man made his way through the darkness and narrowness, and he had to go outside through the exit at the other end to find the lost woman, who did not know her secret, but was the only living witness who had witnessed his murder.

The man wondered in his heart if it would be too hasty to get rid of the woman now.

Walking with a double ** fork, suddenly-

Something slimy got on the soles of his feet, and he stepped on it as if he were stepping on something slippery, it felt like ...... What kind of meat slices?!

Squatting down, the man reached for his hands on the soles of his feet, and immediately, one hand was sticky and wet.

Not the dampness of water, but the dampness of blood, and semi-congealed blood and minced flesh.

The reason why the man knew it was blood and minced flesh was because he had seen and touched it too much.

Killing so many people, he was almost used to it.

'Whose blood?' Whose minced meat?! The man thought with his hands down, he didn't care about being attacked, because the entrance behind him had been blocked by him.

Thinking about the route, the possibility, the survival rate, and the direction of movement, the man finally came up with a terrible answer.

That fat man actually did this for revenge, and he really didn't see it.

The corners of the man's crooked mouth began to grin upwards again, the two people who were alive couldn't be turning back to the Bird's House, even if they were in love, so what?

In the face of life, everything will become small.

The people who escaped didn't know anything, and even if they were lucky enough not to be swallowed by the mountain, by the time they found the police, they would have been safe for a long time.

'Humph! Will you ever be able to escape?! The man snorted softly, and turned his tall body in the direction he came.

It only took him three or four minutes when he came, and although the fright made him quicken his pace, five or six minutes was enough to turn around.

He firmly believes that those two people can't run away, maybe the woman has to work hard to find it, and the fat man is definitely a fish on the board, a dead end.

He may have wanted the woman to take the news out, but is it possible? Let a frightened woman go out with the news? It's ridiculous!

The man couldn't help but grin upwards again, as if he had reached the limit, and he suddenly bent down to make a muffled sound, covering his entire chin with both hands.

I couldn't tell if he was laughing or crying.

After an inexplicable pause, the man's steps actually staggered a lot, his mouth kept humming, and his hand did not take off his chin.

In such a position, the man quickly disappeared at the end of the secret passage.