Jun Yelai is a three-storey small building, the decoration environment is no different from other places, they are all luxurious places, Qing Qi people Xiao Yuer is the signboard of this Jun Yelai, seventeen years old, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Zhuzi Baijia has also dabbled, even if it is the Danfang monk exercises, this kind can also be said to be one or two, especially the foundation of the, that small mouth always makes those sons and brothers want to stop, but they can't even touch the skirt, so that these rich people in the city seem to be covered with ants, but they can't extricate themselves.

The old bustard had long heard that those evil young people were coming here, and he was in a hurry, but he couldn't think of a way to deal with it, Xiao Yu'er panicked, and finally had to say that he was ill and it was inconvenient to meet guests, of course these boys would not pay attention to it, after eating and drinking, they broke into the door directly, and the overlord made a bow, and there were only bursts of lewd laughter and low sobbing in the room.

After the soup was finished, the pot was brushed seven or eight times, and the evil young people were satisfied, and they wanted to go out and go back to their respective homes, but suddenly remembered the red hanging beam last night, so they forced the pear-blossom-like little Yuer to blow the flute after the heavy rain, but this time it was replaced with meat, and if you dare to do it, you can whip your nails out of the candle skin, and you won't let it go until this little Yuer faints.

Although they said that they were not afraid, no one dared to support them in their hearts, and they all said that it was too late, and a group of people asked for two upper rooms, and lived together, and all of their subordinates were guarding the door.

With the matter of the small bowl, Jun Yelai also stepped up his care, for fear that he would offend these people by wearing a red hanging beam again, so he let the two maids take care of him. Seeing that there were only three or four fingernails left on Xiao Yu'er's hands, there were countless whiplash wounds and burns all over her body, a small mouth was swollen like a fat sausage, and the two maids were also so frightened that they trembled all over, and suddenly realized the four words of beastliness.

No matter how noisy the place is, there are times in the dead of night, Sun Yangming got up in a daze to look for Gong Bucket, never thought of kicking it over, drenched his pants, the smell was churning, and he was reprimanded by Gao Jian in the same room, and he had to go out and take a shower in addition to being annoyed, otherwise he would not be able to see anyone.

At this time, another evil young man also came out in a daze, vomited all over his body, and said Let's go together, let one of his men go down and tell the back to boil water, and then you have to take a bath.

The two of them hooked their shoulders and walked forward, followed by four subordinates with red eyes, and it was convenient to go to the thatched toilet called "Yaju", because of excessive wine and meat, vomiting and diarrhea, the four subordinates were inseparable, not to mention how sour it was to be smoked by that smell, but the heart was very dissatisfied and did not dare to show it on his face, and he had to wipe it.

When it was time to take a bath, Sun Yangming rolled his eyes, asked his two subordinates to go in and check it, and made sure that there was nothing in the bathroom, so he asked people to stand guard at the door and window, and then he entered the bathroom with confidence.

Soaking in the steaming wooden barrel, eating the sobering and refreshing chilled duck pear, the two evil young men said a few words, and fell asleep so comfortably, the subordinates were miserable, but they had to stare wide-eyed and vigilant around, rolled tobacco leaves to refresh their minds, and when they were blowing the fire fold, the flames suddenly shook inexplicably, and the two couldn't help but shake their hands, "What's the situation?" ”

So several people got together and continued to light cigarettes, and when they closed the lid of the fire fold, they didn't notice that the flames had turned slightly green.

"Eh, do you think there really are ghosts in this world?"

"Well, I never saw it before. ”

"If not, why does the young master take so many of us? Usually it's just two followers. ”

"But if there is, what can we do?"

Several people squatted together and talked quietly, and they were all worried in their hearts, constantly secretly praying that nothing would happen.

In the bathroom, Duan Qing, who was attached to the invisibility talisman, walked lightly, the two evil young men raised their heads and snored, like dead pigs, they slept as ugly as they were, and the black eye bags were very obvious, if it weren't for the continuous refining of their bodies as monks, I was afraid that these people would have died suddenly.

Duan Qing had been lurking in Jun Yelai for two hours, and it was only at this time that he got the opportunity, Duan Qing knew that this was the one called Yang Yang, and the bookstore and paper business in the city were almost monopolized by his family, and he had seen it in the bookstore, looking at this very cheerful face that day, he raised his hand and pressed it into the bathtub while he was snoring to inhale.

"Whew", a small whirlpool was sucked out of the water surface, Sun Yangming suddenly opened his eyes, his hands wanted to stretch out, but he found that he couldn't exert any strength in his body, he knew that he was choked by water, his lungs were about to explode, and he just wanted to breathe desperately.

Who is this? Why did you kill me? Was it a hired killer?

Suddenly, he saw the face above the water, and he felt a little familiar, déjà vu, but he couldn't remember... Suddenly, my heart jumped suddenly, isn't this the guy who was once beaten to death by his own people in the street, how is he still alive? How is it possible?

I want to breathe, I especially want to!

Is it true that the well-known wicked young man in my city, and the great power of my family, will drown in this bathtub?

The night is very deep and quiet, like a soft embrace, just want people to close their eyes and sleep, even if it is a noisy night.

The four attendants were so sleepy that their eyes were full of bloodshots, while rubbing their almost hazy eyes vigorously, while secretly complaining that the young master's arrangement was too inhumane, even if the nursing home was in two shifts, it was simply not for people to live!

"Listen?" said one of them, narrowing his eyes suddenly.

The rest of the people perked up, pricked up their ears and began to listen, and they all said that there was no sound.

"It's not right if there's no sound, young master, their snoring is gone!" the man said and jumped up and crashed into the bathroom, dead silent!

There was no sound in the room, with many years of experience in nursing homes, he knew that there was a big difference between the dead and the living in the room, cold sweat broke out, and the rest of the people were dumbfounded, the thick sleepiness immediately disappeared, and the footsteps seemed to be afraid of disturbing something, and slowly walked over.

The four of them pounded their foreheads in pain, and saw that among the two bath buckets, the two young masters were all staring and opening their mouths, as if the white chopping chicken with clean hair had no vitality at all.

The bathroom is only a dozen feet in circumference, four people are standing around, even if there are mosquitoes flying by, it is impossible to hide it, the candle flame in the room is still burning quietly, how they hope that all this is an illusion!

Later, I saw a touch of red hanging on the beams...