Luo Tianhun stopped Yang Mingsheng and Song Aihua with his hand, and then walked towards the old man alone, the old man still closed his eyes, raised the teacup in his hand and took a sip, and then began to shake again.

However, as Luo Tian slowly approached, the speed at which the old man shook his head became slower and slower, and the slower the speed, the amplitude of the shaking became larger and larger, and there was a clicking sound, as if the head was about to withstand the shaking force and was about to fall, which made people worry about it.

Under this quiet light, the clicking sound is unusually harsh, which makes people feel a little uneasy.

As he got closer, Luo Tiancai found that the old man's teacup was a liquid like blood, exuding a faint smell of blood.

Just when Luo Tian was only five steps away from the old man, the clicking sound suddenly stopped, and then the old man's head fell to the ground and rolled to Luo Tian's feet, his face was facing Luo Tian, extremely hideous, and a large amount of red liquid stained the ground red.

It was even more silent.

The old man's body was still sitting upright on the chair, still holding the teacup in his hand, and bright red blood came out of the broken neck, gurgling non-stop.

Blood stained the eyes red.

……

Yang Mingsheng and Song Aihua were frightened back a few steps, gasping heavily, a little uncomfortable with this sudden scene.

The two of them looked nervously at Luo Tianhe, who was now headless and still holding a teacup, and cold sweat broke out, and their fate was in the hands of the young man in front of them.

Looking at the head rolling under his feet, Luo Tian was also taken aback, but the peach stick in his hand swept towards the head under his feet like a conditioned reflex, but before he touched the head, the head disappeared, leaving only blood all over the ground.

Looking around, no head was found, and all that came into view was a headless corpse sitting on a blood-stained chair, holding a teacup that was also stained with blood.

It stands to reason that so much blood came out, and there should be a strong smell of blood, but Luo Tian was so close that he didn't smell the strong smell of blood, and the scene suddenly became weird.

Luo Tian stood like this, not moving, not moving, not knowing how to trick the ghost, did he rush up and stab his body? Or should I run? Or should I look for a head? This ghost is too good at routines, and it will disrupt Luo Tian's rhythm at once.

After a slight pause, Luo Tian immediately swept the blood on the ground with the stick, imagining that the stick absorbing the resentment did not happen, but the stick was stained with a little blood.

Is it real blood on the ground? Luo Tian was a little confused, how could there be no smell of blood?

Since there was no resentment, Luo Tian didn't care too much anymore, and rushed towards the corpse sitting on the chair.

What are you afraid of, hit a few sticks first, you should be careful, but you can't hesitate, this is what Luo Tian thinks at this time, since you like to pretend to be forced, then don't blame me.

However, just for the distance of these five steps, Luo Tian rushed for more than a dozen steps and didn't rush to it, it seemed that he would be in front of the corpse in the next moment, and it seemed that he was getting farther and farther away from the corpse, and he continued to run for many steps and still didn't arrive, Luo Tiancai stopped.

At this time, the feeling is that my head is dizzy, and my eyes are a little blurry.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Luo Tian: Luo Tian, drink tea! After drinking tea, let's go play together!

Luo Tian, drink tea! After drinking tea, let's go play together!