The large living room of the luxury villa has floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides. The beige curtains of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info hang down to cover the glass, making the moonlight reflected on the lake outside more hazy and rippling. Only then did Meng Chen realize that today was a full moon night, and although the living room was not lit, it was not pitch black when he couldn't see his fingers.

As soon as he thought that there was still a summoned beast here, Meng Chen felt that a pair of cold and ruthless mercury eyes were staring at him. It made a cold hair stand on his back.

"I really didn't expect that I would have to rely on you to accompany me at night." Meng Chen smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sleepless nights......

When he got up in the morning, Meng Chen got up in a daze and walked towards the restaurant, turning the corridor and he ran into Mizuno head-on.

It's not like a person who is still alive. His deep-set eye sockets contained two bloodshot eyeballs, and his once agile gaze had become dull. The cheeks are also concave inward, setting off the cheekbones high. He floated past Meng Chen step by step. A person can be so frightened, Meng Chen didn't know what kind of torture he had endured. But looking at his staggering back, Meng Chen felt a black mist that was so thick that it could not be dissolved over his body.

What a depressing and terrifying scene this was, which made Meng Chen's heart also cast a layer of black mist at this moment. He couldn't say anything, so he turned around and continued walking forward in silence......

Mizuno, on the other hand, carried this unpredictable burden and walked into the bathroom with difficulty.

Mizuno felt like he was wandering in the water and mist, and after closing the door, he leaned against the wall, his whole body like a dead fish. After receiving the information, his body fell into an ice cellar. The spirit has been high in tension, and I haven't slept all night. At the slightest disturbance, he would be terrified. He stayed up like this until it was already bright and the sun was shining in the room, and he felt a little warmth on his body.

With this warmth, he had the courage to get up from the bed, trying to clear his mind with cold water.

The state of high tension and the tired brain that had not slept all night made him suddenly feel sick to his heart. A sour sensation stirred up the fishy flesh and rushed straight to the throat.

He couldn't help it, took a sharp step forward, lay on the sink and began to vomit wildly. Debris mixed with gastric juice gushes out of the mouth and nose. It took a while to stop the disgust, and the tears had been forced out a lot.

He unscrewed the faucet and rinsed the filth with water. He took a puddle of water and covered his face. A few times, the cold water made him feel much more comfortable and relaxed his spirit.

He reached out to reach for the towel, but he didn't touch it several times in a row. He fumbled around the wall with his eyes closed, feeling something fluffy touch his hand.

It's a towel......

He flipped over and grabbed the towel in his hand, only to feel that he had come across an object that was cooler than ice.

The water on his face was uncomfortable, and he wiped it with a towel......

Suddenly, he remembered that there were no more towels in the bathroom, and they had already been used up by others. So where did the towel he was using come from?

Looking up and seeing nothing, he turned his face to the mirror. His face was reflected there, a withered face......

The towel fell to the ground, and Mizuno didn't know it. He covered his face with his hands and bent down to weep.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of the faucet turning dryly from behind the water curtain, and with this sound, water began to drip down from the showerhead.

Mizuno stopped crying, he leaned his back against the wall, his legs constantly pushing back in anticipation of being able to step back again, his hands scratching at the wall, and his mouth made a dying "hehe" sound.

The droplets had been connected in strings, and then finally the showers came down. In a short period of time, a lot of water had accumulated in the bathtub, and the heat rose from behind the curtain, spilling out of the curtain in large chunks.

At this time, Takasaki's voice sounded outside the door: "Mizuno-kun, I forgot to turn off the hot water, please turn it off." ”

"Hoo ......"

With the vocal exchange, Mizuno exhaled a long breath. He slumped down and sat on the ground, his right hand caressing his chest.

It turned out that he forgot to turn off the water, which scared me to death. It's true, how could I hear the sound of a faucet twisting. It seems that I was really nervous, and my mind was a little dazed.

The water-proof curtain did not cover the faucet knob, so Mizuno was able to see it directly. He let out a sigh and stood up against the wall, muttering, "How can such a big man forget these things?" "Reach for it......

Just as his hand reached over the curtain, just as he reached the knob. A hand suddenly reached out from behind the curtain and grabbed his wrist fiercely, and the bone-chilling instantly invaded his whole body.

That's how he felt when he grabbed the towel, just a moment, and now he was firmly grasped. The pale, frosty hand seemed to have just come out of the morgue's freezer. It clamped around him like pincers, making him realize as if he were in a giant freezer. The strange cold that comes from the depths of the Hung Hell makes the blood in Mizuno's body freeze.

His mouth slowly cracked, trying to scream. But a huge force dragged him into the bathtub, and he felt like he had fallen into the Nine Shadows Dragon Pool, dark, cold, and deep......

He waved his arms and kicked his legs desperately, and the water was stirred up by him. From the rippling water, he saw a twisted and rippling figure. The white dress was covered in mud and blood, and her hair mixed with withered grass hung down in front of her, and her face could not be seen.

The figure stood motionless by the bathtub. Mizuno seemed to be attracted by her eyes that she couldn't see at all, and she lay in the water, forgetting her breath and fear, and quietly looked at her through the water......

The figure moved, and she jerked down, her head plunging into the water. The messy hair that had been scattered in front of her was tied back by the water, revealing her face. What kind of face is this, with bloody scenes playing in the gray-white pupils. And her mouth was sewn up, she was trying to open her mouth, and the rope was torn out of deformed wounds. And from the mouth that was only open by a slit, he saw a tongue cut by Qi Gen.

What's even more terrifying is that this face has already touched Mizuno's nose......

He tried to shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the water poured in. The water enters the lungs and scorches like swallowing coals. Although he was still struggling fiercely, Mizuno felt hopeless.

Maybe it's better than being killed by a demon......

He comforted himself in this way, slowly sinking his consciousness into darkness......