The empty restaurant was actually occupied by a coffin, and he specially stepped on the ground, there was no mechanism on the ground, and there was no trace of movement on the wall.

The knife was unsheathed, and there was no one on the side.

"Your knife is a toy? Why don't you pull it out and show me? ”

The voice actually came from the coffin again, and the sneer, mockery, and contempt were even stronger.

"If you don't come out, why should I draw my knife?" Duan Sanye struggled to control himself.

Every nerve in his body seemed to be unstable and deranged, and he knew that his hands could no longer kill, let alone kill the unseen.

"Why don't you come?"

Duan Sanye looked at the coffin, and did not take the next step.

"Are you looking for a companion?"

Duan Sanye tried to squeeze out a smile and sneered, "Yes." ”

A smile on your face can sometimes hide yourself, especially in times of fear, and it's easy for your opponent to lose sight of it.

He didn't seem to be successful.

"Why are you laughing?"

Duan Sanye's sneer remained unchanged, and his wheezing seemed to have intensified.

"When you smile, why can't you smile better, why is it like a toothache?"

Duan Sanye's smile twitched and twisted, and the handle of the knife in his hand kept shaking, "What happened to them?" ”

"Do you have any eye problems?"

Duan Sanye looked at his feet, then at the coffin, and blinked.

His eyes were clearly fine, at least not yet.

"Why should I have a problem with my eyes?"

"There's nothing wrong with your eyes, why don't you go and take a look?"

Duan Sanye looked everywhere and everywhere, back and forth, left and right, but there was still no one.

"I can't see it, there's no one here."

He was telling the truth, there were no tables, chairs, no people, only a coffin.

"It seems that you are very sick and very sick, and you are very pitiful."

Duan Sanye was silent.

His eyes searched everywhere, and a mouse suddenly burst out of the hole, pressed against the ground, looked around, and chirped.

Duan Sanye was taken aback.

He realized that he couldn't do it, and now he was frightened by a mouse.

"If you are sick, you must find a doctor, otherwise your illness will be more serious, and if it is serious, it will not be good if you don't have the rule of law."

Duan Sanye already felt dizzy, "There is a kind of coming out, let's go head-to-head." ”

He spoke with great ambition, and his tongue was not knotted at all.

"You're not looking for a companion?"

"I just want to find you, who are you?"

"I'm a doctor, a doctor who only heals."

"I'm not sick, and neither am my companions." Duan Sanye stared at the rat that was looking for food everywhere, staring deadly.

Only the rat was the most suspicious here, so his eyes were fixed on the rat.

"You're sick, and you're very sick."

"I'm not sick." A gust of wind blew in from the outside and blew on his body, with an indescribable cold and strange feeling, an indescribable ominous and evil.

He trembled.

"Are you really not sick?"

Duan Sanye was already a little anxious, the cold sweat on his forehead gradually dried, his clothes were tightly pressed against his back, and he felt that every bone in his body was cold and tingling.

"Why should I be sick?" He was incoherent, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"It seems that you are really terminally ill, and I must help you heal."

"How do you cure it?"

"Just like you are a companion, treat it well."

"They ......."

"Of course they've been cured by me, so I'll leave you to do it."

"Then you come here, I'll wait for you to heal." His eyes were fixed on the mouse.

"Okay, it looks like you've figured it out and admitted that you're sick."

Duan Sanye was silent.

At this moment, the mouse was suddenly bound by a thin thread, and the mouse suddenly rose and hung motionless.

Duan Sanye only glanced at it, and suddenly sat on the ground.

The knife was out of his hand, and his hand could not hold the hilt at all.

His companions, the Seven Evils of the Peach Forest, and a few of his fellows, were already hanging down, bound by a thin thread.

There was no sound, no movement, and they were all dead, like the mouse.

Duan Sanye's face suddenly distorted and deformed, and he couldn't control himself anymore.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a doctor." A person floated down gently, staring at Duan Sanye, holding a thin thread in his hand.

"We don't have any hatred, why would you do that?"

The doctor smiled, his laughter was indescribably evil and vicious, but his eyes showed indescribable sympathy and pity.

"You're a patient, I'm a doctor, and we don't have a trace of hatred."

"But I'm not sick, and neither are they, so why did you kill them?" Duan Sanye's cheeks were already filled with three points of anger and seven points of fear.

"You are all sick, and the sick are the God of our doctors." The doctor smiled, "It is the responsibility of my generation of doctors to treat patients, and of course it is also ......." ”

He couldn't say anything more as he spoke, and he was drowned out by his smile.

"But I'm not sick, and I don't need to find a doctor." Duan Sanye insisted that he was not sick.

"You actually say you're not sick?" The smile on the doctor's face suddenly disappeared, and he stared coldly at Duan Sanye.

Duan Sanye stopped talking, and didn't dare to speak, just nodded.

"Why aren't you sick?"

This sentence was very strange, Duan Sanye looked at the people hanging above, and when the morning breeze blew in, they shook gently.

Duan Sanye was silent.

He really didn't know how to say it, let alone whether to say it or not.

The doctor gently touched his head, looked at his eyes again, and said coldly, "They all say that they are sick, but you say that you are not sick, and it seems that you are more sick than them." ”

"They didn't say they were sick." Duan Sanye struggled to move his body, moving backwards.

"But they didn't say that they weren't sick, they didn't say they were admitting that they were sick." The doctor smiled coldly, "If you are sick, you have to treat it." ”

Duan Sanye retreated more sharply, and his head shook even more violently.

The doctor was already breathing, "If you can't be cured, you can be cured, you want to escape." ”

Duan Sanye was silent.

He gradually understood that this man was a madman, a murderer.

Just as he retreated to the door, the door slammed and slammed shut.

Gentle, fresh sunlight blew in through the window, without a hint of heat, and became dim and ominous.

The room was dreary and cold.

Duan Sanye tried to retreat into the light, tried to take a breath, and suddenly swept up and pounced outside.

The window slammed and shut, and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"It seems that you are not only very sick, but there is no cure, so ......."

The doors and windows were closed, and the room became darker and darker.

Duan Sanye suddenly fell to the ground and screamed in pain, "Hero, I am old and young, you can take pity on me, let me live, I will definitely offer you at home when I go back, and I will have a fragrance sooner or later,......。 ”

The doctor smiled, and his smile became indescribably sympathetic and pitying, "I won't kill you, don't worry." ”

This sentence is undoubtedly a good medicine, at least it can make him less afraid.

Duan Sanye blinked, and the fear on his face had obviously faded a lot, "You won't kill me?" ”

The doctor smiled, and the laughter was already revealing indescribable comfort and encouragement, "I won't kill you, I just want to see a doctor." ”

Duan Sanye suddenly thought of someone.

The doctors in the rivers and lakes who will go crazy if they don't treat their illness for a day, everyone in his eyes, if they are sick, they are sick, and if they are not sick, they are also sick.

In his eyes, all the people in the world are sick, so he will not be idle for a moment.

He lives to heal others, whether he is sick or not, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that he is healing.

"Are you a ghost?"

Ghost Langzhong smiled, "It seems that you really have some knowledge, and you actually recognize me." ”

Duan Sanye barely squeezed out a smile, "I have admired the name for a long time, and I have admired the name for a long time." ”

Ghost Langzhong blinked, "Fortunately, fortunately." ”

Duan Sanye tried to stretch out his hands, gasping and clenching his fists, "Disrespectful, disrespectful." ”

Ghost Langzhong looked at Duan Sanye's mouth carefully, "See laugh, see laugh." ”

Duan Sanye also followed him, "Be modest, be modest." ”

"Now that you know my name, we don't have to grind our teeth."

Duan Sanye stared at the hand in the ghost lang, "But I'm really not sick." ”

Ghost Langzhong's hand was raised slightly, and he touched Duan Sanye's earlobe, "But if I want to cure the disease, you don't have to excuse yourself." ”

Duan Sanye gritted his teeth and stared at the ghost Langzhong, hating it in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest.

"Let me see your mouth first." The gaze of the ghost man has fallen on Duan Sanye's mouth.

Duan Sanye's mouth seemed to bite a chicken claw, and he didn't want to open it even if he died.

Ghost Langzhong sighed, his gaze slid from Duan Sanye's mouth to the Adam's apple, then from the Adam's apple to his chest, and finally from his chest to his crotch.

Duan Sanye suddenly opened his mouth.

He really didn't want this madman to stare there, it was really not a taste to be stared at like this.

"You've figured it out." Oni Langzhong smiled.

Duan Sanye nodded.

He seemed to have really figured it out, completely figured it out.

"You also admit that you are sick?"

Duan Sanye nodded.

He can't admit it if he wants to, because whether he is sick or not is not his own decision, but what others say.

At this time, he suddenly heard the ghost Langzhong laughing, and the smile was abnormal, as if he was suddenly enchanted.

He was holding a dozen snow-white grains in his hand, but they were blood-red.

Ghost Langzhong looked very happy, "It's really fun, it's really enjoyable." ”

Duan Sanye nodded, happy for him.

A tingling pain grew in his mouth, a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and he only wished that his thoughts were superfluous.

Slowly reached out and touched his mouth.

Then he suddenly screamed madly and pounced on the ghost man, and pounced like a hungry tiger, as if he was going to bite the ghost man to death.

The hungry tiger has teeth, but he doesn't, not a single one.

Ghost Langzhong smiled and stepped back, more than a dozen teeth suddenly fell to the ground, and there were ten more fingers in his hand, bloody fingers.

Duan Sanye looked at his hand.

His hand was missing a finger.

He clenched his teeth, screamed, hissed, and cried as he fell on his back, blood still falling, and his body trembling even more violently.

The ghost Lang Zhong held ten fingers, stared at Duan Sanye with a smile, and smiled extremely cheerfully and joyfully, proud and happy, "Do you want this finger?" ”

Duan Sanye shouted, "Yes." ”

Of course he wanted his fingers, he stared coldly at the ten fingers, gritted his teeth, and couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or tears or saliva on his cheeks.

Ghost Langzhong laughed and threw ten fingers to Duan Sanye, but his hand did not hang down.

Duan Sanye looked at the ten fingers and stared coldly at the ghost Langzhong, but the hatred in his eyes became even stronger.

The ghost man was holding two feet in his hands, bloody feet.

He stared at Duan Sanye with a smile, "Do you want these two feet?" ”

Duan Sanye laughed coldly, "I don't want it." ”

The laughter of the ghost suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was obscene, evil, and crazy.

"You really don't want it?"

"I really don't want it."

The ghost suddenly threw away his two feet, and smiled more cheerfully and proudly.

Duan Sanye only felt a sharp pain in his lower body, and he couldn't bear to look at it, because he had seen the hand in the ghost man.

He held two more legs, two bloody legs.

Duan Sanye gritted his teeth and screamed coldly, "I said I didn't want to." ”

"That's right." Ghost Langzhong smiled and nodded again, "You said you didn't want it, so I asked for it." ”

He blinked, then added, "I want them all." ”

Duan Sanye looked up to the sky and laughed, "You madman, psychotic, wild ghost,...... If you don't die well, you will have a ...... of retribution. ”

Ghost Langzhong sighed, "Louder, harder, harder." ”

Duan Sanye really worked hard, almost exhausted all the strength in his body, and screamed desperately.

The ghost Langzhong slapped his ass hard, urging him as if urging him, "Work harder, push harder." ”

Duan Sanye kept cursing, and almost showed all the scolding skills he knew.

......。

The inside continued, and the people outside had gone crazy, especially the boss, who was reclining in the corner and staring at a dart master.

The dart master did not go in, he held the handle of the knife tightly in his hand, his teeth were clenched, and it looked as if he was going inside, and he wanted to fight with the people inside, but he never went in.

"Who's in there?" He suddenly stared at the short, fat boss.

"Inside...... Inside is ....... He wiped his sweat, but he didn't say a complete sentence.

"You can slow down, I didn't destroy you."

This dart master is obviously much smarter than Duan Sanye, he is obviously also very calm, and he will never become upset when he encounters terrible and terrifying things.

He patted his boss lightly on the shoulder and smiled, "Isn't it better now?" ”

The boss's body was obviously not shaking so violently, and his method was not bad.

"Are you allowed to speak?"

The boss nodded, "It's not a person inside." ”

The dart master's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and he glanced inside coldly, but he didn't see anything.

"What do you see?"

The boss nodded, then shook his head again, "No, I didn't see it, there's nothing in it." ”

"What's in there?" The corners of the dart master's mouth trembled slightly, he already knew that this matter was not so simple, there must be a very powerful character, but the boss didn't even see it.

"There is only one coffin."

The man's eyes jumped again, "Is it a coffin?" ”

The boss nodded, the corners of his mouth seemed to be flowing with bitterness due to fear, and he seemed to collapse and collapse at any time.

"Is it new? Or is it old? The master patted him lightly on the shoulder again, "Think about it, what is it like, which coffin is here?" ”

The boss nodded.

He lowered his head in contemplation, but the green tendon on his neck was throbbing violently.

His back was even more tingling, as if he had been poked by a gun, and when he suddenly turned around, he saw a stone statue-like figure, standing upright, motionless like a stone statue, staring and poking at his body with empty eyes like spears.

The boss's wheezing suddenly became more violent, and the cold sweat rolled down more from the corners of his forehead.

The dart master's face turned pale, without a trace of blood.

"Is there a coffin in there?"

The boss nodded.

"A worn-out coffin?"

The boss nodded.

"Does the coffin still speak? Also killing? ”

The boss nodded.

"Are there a lot of dead people in there?"

The boss nodded.

"Are all the guys here dead?"

The boss nodded.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

The boss struggled to squeeze out four words, "I'm going to wait for you." ”

"You know me?"

"I don't know, but you have a gun in your hand."

"You're here, just waiting for me?"

The boss nodded.

The lifeless stone statue walked over and stared inside, "It's already covered?" ”

The boss nodded.

Fluttershy smiled, "Haven't you paid yet?" ”

The boss nodded.

Fluttershy slowly pulls out a stack of silver tickets and hands it to the boss, "This is the money for the restaurant." ”

The boss looks at Fluttershy in surprise, "I can't afford that much money." ”

Fluttershy smiles but doesn't say a word.

Her smile is gentle and welcoming, with a magical magic that makes her stable and calm.

The boss stopped talking, and a smile appeared on his face.

The dart master stared at them and walked in, a look of fear in his eyes, the story of the gun had obviously been heard.

"You really don't know this man?"

The boss nodded.

The master nodded, smiled, and walked in.

The boss suddenly pulled him back, "It's really dangerous inside, it's better not to go in." ”

The dart master's smile remained unchanged, and he gently took the boss's hand away, "There will be no danger inside." ”

The boss didn't understand.

"Because if this man goes in, there will be no danger."

The boss was surprised, "You're really not afraid?" Just now, the Seven Evils of the Peach Forest went in, but they didn't come out. ”

The dart master nodded.

"A few fierce and brave dart masters also went in, but they didn't come out."

The dart master nodded.

"Duan Sanye was still ...... just now."

The master smiled, "Now that he's dead, I'll go in and collect the body." ”

He walked in with a smile, not afraid at all.

The boss looked outside, and the teahouse opposite was staring at the Eight Immortals Building with a pair of eyes, but none of them approached.

He was left alone at the door.

The boss didn't go in and didn't dare to go in.

He saw a coffin fly in, and then all his men died, hanging alive inside, but he didn't see anyone's hand.

Only a voice was heard, telling him to wait outside for a man with a gun, and he didn't dare to resist, even if he had the guts to grow hair.