In order not to startle the snake, she was invisible, only Li Dazhu was the only one in the private room, and ordered four or five dishes, four meat and one vegetarian plus a pot of rice wine, very leisurely drinking by herself, even if the room was filled with the smell of rice wine and food, she still smelled the smell of Yaya on Li Dazhu, it seems that the person who kidnapped Yaya is indeed him.

Bai Wanshuang was very displeased, for her, Li Dazhu was like an ant, but it was such an ant, but it offended her majesty as a dignified golden immortal, which was really ironic.

As long as she is willing, as long as she stretches out her little finger, she can immediately make him disappear, if she is not cultivating the immortal way, she can't hurt the lives of mortals for no reason, she really wants to let him taste it immediately, but although she can't ask for his life, she can still let him survive and not die.

Bai Wanshuang smiled coldly, a cold light flashed in the beautiful Danfeng's eyes, Bai Wanshuang stretched out her hand and drew a circle, and the room was immediately wrapped with a transparent enchantment, from now on, even if she smashed this house into a mess, there was not a trace of sound outside.

Bai Wanshuang did this, Li Dazhu was a mortal, he couldn't notice it at all, his eyes were falling on the plate in front of him that was roasted to a golden color, full of aroma, and steaming roast chicken, it looked delicious, let's eat a chicken leg first, he stretched out his hands and prepared to tear one off.

Bai Wanshuang was a little gloating, and she secretly thought to herself in her heart: The show is about to begin.

She blew on the roast chicken on the table with great interest, and saw that the roast chicken seemed to be alive, its neck was raised, its wings were beaten, and it suddenly fluttered and jumped.

"Oh oh ......" A roast sound sounded from the mouth of the roast chicken, and the roast chicken stretched out its neck and pecked at Li Dazhu's outstretched hand while crowing.

Li Dazhu looked at the roast chicken that jumped up from the plate in disbelief, he was so shocked that his eyebrows were upside down, cold sweat broke out instantly, his eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, enough to stuff an egg, and his throat seemed to be choked by the neck, making a single sound of "grunt".

was probably scared stupid, seeing the sharp mouth of the roast chicken pecked over, he didn't know how to hide, and with a "plop", the sharp mouth of the roast chicken pecked the back of Li Dazhu's hand, and blood came out instantly.

"Ugh. With a pain in his hand, he only heard a miserable scream, Li Dazhu finally came back to his senses, jumped up holding his bloody hand, brought down the chair under his buttocks, and hit the table again.

The roast chicken stopped fluttering and fell heavily on the table, and there was no other sound in the room, and the dead silence fell, except for the heartbeat of "plop, plop".

If it weren't for the blood still bleeding from his hands, he almost thought he was dreaming, he looked around nervously, not only the door was closed tightly, but even the window was tightly drawn, he blinked vigorously, and stretched out his uninjured left hand and rubbed his eyes fiercely, and the roast chicken on the table still didn't move.

The back of the roast chicken landed on the ground, the wings were clamped tightly, the head of the chicken was crooked to the side, and there was nothing wrong with it, but the eyes of the roast chicken were round, all the whites of the eyes, and it looked like he was laughing at him.

There was silence all around, Li Dazhu gasped heavily, he was no longer afraid of ghosts since a long time, he thought that there were no ghosts in the world at all, when he killed the first person, he did live a period of fear, and every night he dreamed that the person he killed was staring at him in front of his eyes.

At first, he thought that the ghost of that person was following him and asking for his life, but then he was still living a good life for him, so he understood that this was just a dream, in real life, where did the ghost come from, over the years, he had killed not a hundred but dozens of people, if there was a ghost, he would have been strangled to death by the ghost dozens or hundreds of times.

But just now, the roast chicken that died so much that it couldn't die anymore did jump up and bite him, was this an illusion? But if it was an illusion, how could it bleed, and how could he feel pain?

"Oh oh oh ......", roast chicken stretched his neck and screamed again.

Li Dazhu was so frightened that he shuddered, his hands kept shaking, this is really terrifying, it's not a ghost, what is it, who can make the roast chicken who can't die anymore stretch his neck and call, he swallowed hard, and kept cheering himself up, not afraid, not afraid, this is someone else pretending to be a ghost to scare him.

Hmph, do you want to scare him to death like this? I can't help but look down on him too much, he has seen blood killing, he rushed to the door in a few steps and pulled the door hard, but he didn't pull it, and he still couldn't pull it.

It was strange that the door was not fastened, but he could not pull it open with all his strength, and he turned and rushed to the window, which did not move no matter how hard he tried.

He didn't believe in this evil, and scolded with a grunt in his mouth: "Who the hell is it, come out for Lao Tzu, come on, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you, come out!"

While tugging hard at the window, seeing that it still couldn't be opened, his eyes rolled around the room, and he simply lifted a stool and smashed it against the window, only to hear a "bang...... The sound of "...... bang" rang out one after another.

"Click......", the window still did not respond, but the stool in his hand broke a leg, he stared at the broken stool in his hand in horror, and swallowed saliva with difficulty.

What to do, what to do, tossing for a long time, the window is not opened, but I am exhausted, the things in front of me are too mysterious, too incredible, this should not be something that human beings can do.

The word "ghost" came out of his mind unexpectedly, and the fear in his heart rose little by little, but he forcibly suppressed it, but even so, the horror was still like a long-drought weed meeting nectar, "rustling", quickly growing the whole heart, he kept telling himself, can't panic, must not panic, he must be able to think of a way, he will not die, he will definitely be able to live.

A dry and shrill voice rang out in the room: "Where is Yaya?"

The sound of the appearance of the recruit made Li Dazhu startled, his hand loosened, and the stool that had been tightly grasped in his hand fell, and smashed on his instep with a "bang", he didn't care about crying out for pain, jumped his feet and looked in the room, except for him, there was only a mess left in the room, and he didn't see the person who spoke.