She walked to the center of the stage, the music played, and she began to dance.

The dance may be a classical dance, the movements are soothing and generous, turning left and moving, flying up and down, like a beauty in a painting in the blur of lights. Her arms and legs were extremely soft, and one leg easily reached the top of her head. The filthy men present were all stupid, grabbed the handle of the seat, and their breathing became heavier.

The butler came quietly and handed out some bread to everyone. I watched it and wondered, what is this for?

Real estate boss Zhao seems to come often, and immediately grabbed a bit of bread and threw it on the stage. The girl stopped dancing and knelt on the ground, picking up the crumb in her mouth like a kitten and slowly eating it.

Others also began to throw bread on the table, as if to feed the cats. Then the innocent and noble girl can't use her hands, she can only arch on the ground and stick out her tongue to lick. The whole scene is so beautiful and eerie that it is impossible to describe.

I felt so uncomfortable that I couldn't stand it, so I staggered out of it. There was a waiter outside who kindly asked what service was needed, and I said to go to the toilet.

I've made up my mind, I'm going back to the front, finding the bell and leaving here.

When I came out of the toilet, I was burping and suddenly saw the housekeeper leading the director of the cement factory to the second floor. Director Wang's expression was a little strange, both excited and a little scared, and he kept rubbing his hands and licking his lips. At the wine table just now, he once asked Li Da Minan if he had arranged a special program, and it seems that there is a mystery here.

I saw that there was no one around, and cautiously followed them to the second floor.

The second floor was very quiet, there was not even a waiter, I tiptoed into the corridor, and saw the housekeeper leading Director Wang to a room, and the two of them would not come out when they went in. I waited for a moment, the corridor was quiet, the light was dim, and there was an indescribable demonic atmosphere.

The corridor is a private room twice, and most hotels are different, the doors here are made of bamboo, painted with many layers of paint, each door is a different color, white, black and red, I don't know if it is a problem with the light, these colors look dry and white, there is a very vicissitudes of life and mysterious feeling.

I took two steps inside, looked at the dark corridor that seemed to have no end, and suddenly I was deflated, thinking to myself what I was doing with all this, and what they liked to do. The main thing that makes me not want to stay any longer is the feeling of being here. Very, very bad, there is a strange smell wafting in the air, I can't describe what it is, in short, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

I was about to turn around and leave when I suddenly saw a girl hurrying up from the first floor. The girl was dressed in a tulle garment similar to that of a minority group, with long flowing hair and bare feet, and was going upstairs with the corners of her skirt. Such an ambiguous and dim corridor, now just me and her, I suddenly have evil from the side of my guts, or harass it first? I hastened to suppress this evil thought.

She turned the corner of the stairs and headed straight to the second floor. Looking at her appearance, I suddenly felt familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere. I didn't have time to think about it, for fear of bumping into it, so I hurriedly ran deeper into the corridor, pushing the door as I ran, most of the bamboo doors were tightly closed, and when I was halfway down the corridor, the girl's figure had already appeared at the entrance of the corridor. At this point, I pushed a door, opened it, and quickly got inside.

The room was pitch black, there were no lights on, and nothing could be seen. The touch under my feet was a little strange, I stepped on it, and realized that there was actually a woven bamboo floor here. This kind of flooring is a new popular decoration style in our city, and the bamboo strips are hand-woven, which is very valuable, and only rich people will buy it for use.

I stepped on the soft floor, leaned against the crack in the door, and listened to the sound of the hallway. The girl walked very lightly, but I could still hear the soft footsteps slowly approaching, my eyelids jumped, it couldn't be such a coincidence, she was coming to this room?

The footsteps were getting closer, and I was breathing a little heavily. At this moment, the footsteps stopped at the door, and through the gap, the girl's dark shadow penetrated.

She grabbed the handle outside and slowly opened the door. I broke out in a cold sweat and quickly retreated into the darkness of my room. At this time, I have barely adapted to the dim light here, the room is not big, about forty square meters, and I can barely see some dark old-fashioned furniture. The door was halfway open, and the girl went in, and in a hurry, I shook my face and saw a bamboo curtain in the corner, and there seemed to be an inner room inside.

I quickly slipped over, gently lifted the curtain, and slipped inside.

There was a slight light in the room, and I saw an old-fashioned wooden table in the center, with a coarse white wax on it, and a bean-sized flame burning on it, and the light was very poor. There are also some very strange things on the table, bottles and cans, I don't know what to do. I glanced around the room and suddenly saw a wooden bed next to the table, and when I looked at the bed, I was startled.

There was a man lying on the bed. With his back facing the sky, his hands and feet spread out, as if he was wearing no clothes, only a white sheet. I didn't dare to make a move, for fear of waking the man, and the cat waited in the corner for a while, and found that the man did not move, as if he were dead.

I wiped my face, my heart raced, and I was banging, what the hell is this place? Is there anyone who has died, here over the first seven? At this time, the atmosphere was dead and cold, revealing an inexplicable gloom. There was a vent in the wall of the room, and there was a fan in it that was slowly spinning, and there were strange shadows dragging on the floor. But even if there is ventilation, there is an indescribable odor here, and the smell is faint, very uncomfortable, and a little disgusting.

The girl's footsteps sounded in the outhouse, she lit up the lights outside, and her slender figure landed on the bamboo curtain.

I secretly thought about it and conceived a feasible plan, but I really couldn't do it, so I had to break out. But there is a lot of danger in doing so, and once the girl shouts out, I am blocked, and the consequences are unpredictable. I had a gut feeling that this place must not be so simple, and there must be something mysterious. In such a hidden place, I discovered the secrets in it, and I can imagine what the consequences were.

If you can't clash head-on, you won't clash head-on. I tiptoed inside to see if there was a place to hide, and I ducked first. When the girl gets out of here, I'll run away.

Passing by the bed and seeing the dead man on the bed, I panicked and felt unlucky, and I was about to avoid my face and not look at it, but after a quick glance, I couldn't take my eyes off.

The deceased was supposed to be a woman with long black hair that was scattered. I chuckled in my heart, damn it, it won't be the second sister-in-law, right? After a closer look, no, I was immediately relieved. The pit is especially mu-carrying.

This is a very young girl, with fine skin and tender meat, not very good-looking, but very elegant.

This dead female corpse seemed to have some magical power, and I couldn't take my eyes off it. Her eyes widened, and she couldn't be identified. I really can't figure out what the hell is going on with such a corpse in this strange room.

It can be seen that she was very resentful when she died, her face was blue, her eyes were round, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that this corpse exuded a sinister aura. I was swallowing my saliva and looking at it when there was a knock on the door outside, and someone walked in. I didn't dare to make a sound, squatted on the ground and listened carefully, and the butler's voice sounded: "Pretty and pretty, has the beauty sent to you been cleaned?" ”

As soon as I heard this name, I thundered and suddenly remembered why I felt familiar when I saw her just now. Pretty is Zhao Le's girlfriend! I had a relationship with her.

"Not yet." According to the old rule, it should be cleaned and tidy in front of customers. ”

At this time, the voice of Director Wang came: "It's the first time I've played...... You pay a lot of attention to such things. ”

The housekeeper smiled: "Big factory director, this beauty is specially ordered for you." It's been less than three hours since he died, and he was transported here overnight, and you will know it when you look at it in a while, and it looks very beautiful. ”

Director Wang's throat rang and asked, "Is there still a point in the time of death?" ”

The butler said, "That is, if it is more than six hours, the body will stiffen." Some places are injected with antiseptics, but what we play here is a fresh, the skin is soft and elastic, and the nerves of the person are not completely dead during this time, some corpses will blink, and even move their hands and feet. Let's put it this way, except that she is dead, there is no difference between herself and the living. ”

Director Wang's tone was a little uneasy: "The first time I play with something like this, I always feel uncomfortable, there is no danger, right?" ”

The housekeeper said, "My big factory director, you put your heart in your stomach." Do you know that in ancient times, many people who practiced immortal law would do that kind of thing with corpses in order to pursue becoming immortals, which is called the rendezvous of yin and yang, and the return of all laws to the sect. You absorb the yin qi of the corpse, which is equivalent to collecting yin and replenishing yang, which is a top-secret health preservation technique of Taoism. Besides, the corpses have been superordinated by Master Li Damin, and they will definitely not provoke resentful spirits. You can play with confidence. ”

Director Wang asked, "Has anyone else played?" ”

The butler smiled: "Quite a lot, but for the sake of confidentiality for the guests, we will not disclose it to you." I can tell you a little secret, doing this kind of thing can increase your fortune, you count the nouveau riche in this city, why they suddenly got rich, I won't say much about the rest. On the other hand, let me ask you again, there is no shortage of women in big factory directors, right? ”

"There is no shortage." Director Wang said: "Women have played enough, up to 38 to 18 years old, it's not that I boast, I have played Hong Kong little stars and international tender models, it's not interesting, alas, I'm just looking for some excitement." ”

The housekeeper smiled: "This time the custody makes you worth the money, and you can't miss it." ”

"I hope." Director Wang coughed: "Tonight's ......"

"Don't worry, you know I know, God knows, after tonight, out of this door, none of us know anyone, haha." The butler laughed.

Director Wang squinted his eyes and said, "I just came here because this is Mr. Qian's private residence, don't worry!" However, I'm not a dry eater, once tonight's events are revealed, I don't want to fight my net worth, and I have to fight you to the end! ”

Director Wang's tone was extremely vicious. My cat was on the ground, and I was covered in a cold sweat when I heard it, and I knew that this time I had hit a big disaster.