I jump repeatedly on the edge of life and death [Infinite Flow]

"What's the matter?" Sang Yu asked in bewilderment when he saw Song Qingshu touching the lantern. Before Song Qingshu could answer, he touched the lantern in front of him.

Because of the heat of the light, the lantern is also warmed, and the outer cover of the lantern is more like the touch of human skin.

Sang Yu quickly withdrew his hand, "Fuck, what is this?"

"Human skin." Qin Shuiyue said with certainty, "I don't know what the conditions of death are. You should be more vigilant when you sleep at night. I think it's best for the two of you to share a room with someone to take care of you."

"That's great. I share a room with Qingshu, and you two share a room. Let's go, Qingshu." After finishing speaking, Sang Yu was about to drag Song Qingshu to the next room.

A long, handsome hand blocked his way.

Sang Yu looked back at Qin Shuiyue:?

Qin Shuiyue looked down at him and said coldly, "He will share with me, and you will share with Zewen."

There is absolutely no room for bargaining between words, it is more like an order than a negotiation.

Sang Yu frowned slightly: "Why? The two of us know each other, and the two of you know each other. Isn't this the best way? Besides, I don't know him well."

That he was naturally referring to Qiu Zewen.

"It doesn't matter if you're not familiar, you'll be familiar with it after a night of sleep." Qin Shuiyue said without any rejection.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Song Qingshu: "I am your boss, you will share a room with me today to protect me."

Song Qingshu: ...

"What boss? When did he become your boss?" Sang Yu was completely at a loss. After a few days, he couldn't understand the strange conversation between them.

"Uh, this started a long, long time ago... To make a long story short, he is my boss now, um, that's it."

Well, this explanation is the same as no explanation.

Sang Yu still didn't understand, but before he did, Song Qingshu was pushed into the room by Qin Shuiyue.

Before closing the door, he also told Qiu Zewen: "Take care of him and don't let him have trouble."

Qiu Zewen nodded, and dragged Sang Yu by the back of his neck to lead him into the room.

Sang Yu, who was being pulled by the back of the neck, instantly felt like a kitten whose back was pinched, pitiful, weak and helpless.

"Go, you sleep inside." Qiu Zewen put him beside the bed and ordered him.

The bed is big enough for two people to sleep on it, even two men are not a problem.

Sang Yu hesitated. Although he is a straight man, it is fine to live with friends, but it is another matter to share a bed with a strange man whom he has not known for a day.

He sneaked a glance at Qiu Zewen to see if he could compete by force, the winner would sleep on the bed, and the loser would sleep on the floor.

Qiu Zewen is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a strong body, muscular body, and slender legs that look very powerful.

Sang Yu rolled his eyes and weighed the gap between the two. He seemed unable to beat him.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and old man's words like those who know the current affairs are heroes all flooded into their minds.

In the end, Sang Yu gave up his resistance and gave up.

Fortunately, Qiu Zewen didn't make things difficult for him. After he fell asleep in the bed obediently, he lay on the outside of the bed and closed his eyes.

The entrance to the guest room is a landscape screen. Behind the screen is a round table and two stools, which are usually used for eating and drinking by guests and brothel girls. There is a large double bed not far from the table.

Song Qingshu stood by the bed, turned his head and looked at Qin Shuiyue, his beautiful peach blossom eyes flickered and asked the other party's thoughts: "What if there is only one bed here? How about I sleep on the floor."

Qin Shuiyue pushed him on the waist, and said lightly: "No, the bed is big enough, we sleep together, you are inside, I am outside."

"This is not good..." Song Qingshu hesitated.

"What's the matter with the two men?" Qin Shuiyue seemed to remember something, and asked him with a smile: "Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

"No, forget it, let's do it like this." After finishing speaking, Song Qingshu took off his shoes and climbed into the bed, and habitually pulled the brocade quilt embroidered with dragon and phoenix on the bed to cover his body.

He looked up at the two animals embroidered with intertwined golden silk thread on the quilt, and he always felt that something was wrong.

The other side of the quilt was lifted, and Qin Shuiyue lay down inside.

Song Qingshu turned his head and wanted to ask him what he was doing here, and covered himself with the quilt, but met Qin Shuiyue's eyes.

Just like this, the two of them were lying in a thin quilt with dragon and phoenix auspiciously, their eyes facing each other.

The air froze for a moment, and the blood rushed to the brain along the thin tube. Song Qingshu's face was flushed, and he said embarrassingly: "The quilt is pretty."

Before Qin Shuiyue could reply, she stiffened her body and silently turned her head to the other side, and said to the people behind her, "Good night...good night."

Qin Shuiyue stared at the red tips of his ears exposed outside the quilt, with a smile on the corners of his eyes.

"It's very beautiful, good night, sweet dreams." After speaking, he also closed his eyes.

They were awakened by a scream the next morning.

problem occurs!

They quickly tore off the quilt and got out of bed. When they opened the door, they met Qiu Zewen and Sang Yu who were about to knock on the door.

The four rushed to the scene of the incident.

The scene of the incident was the guest room at the corner of the second floor. When people passed by this room this morning, they found bloodstains on the door. When they opened the door, they saw that the person inside was already dead.

The deceased were a man and a woman, who should have been lovers. Both of them still had their lower body clothes, but their upper body clothes had disappeared.

The state of death is also extremely horrible, the two people seem to have been sucked dry, and the shriveled and wrinkled skin is supported by the bones, barely looking human.

Someone seemed to have peeled off the entire skin on the woman's back, revealing only the red muscles and blood vessels inside.

The man's death was even more horrific. Many holes were dug out of the upper body, and the entire muscle was dug out.Abs, pectorals and arms, not a single one was spared.

The blood on the ground flowed out from here, and flowed from the bed to the door.

The two of them seemed to have been dead for a long time. At this time, the blood on the ground had turned black and dried up on the ground.

The skin on the woman's back is taken away to make a lantern, so what can the man's flesh do?Song Qingshu didn't think about it for a while.

Several people carefully searched the guest room, but found nothing except the two dead people.

"I'm sorry to scare you. I'll let my servants take care of it later. You can go have breakfast first." Shao Yao heard that someone was dead, so she hurried over and said to the people standing at the door.

Someone died in her shop, but she wasn't surprised at all, and calmly arranged the solution.

After hearing this, everyone went downstairs with pale faces, as if they were not in the mood for breakfast.

When they went downstairs, Song Qingshu took a special look at the people sitting and eating downstairs. There was no surprise on their faces at all, as if it was just a common thing.

After going downstairs, they still sat in the same position as last night and had breakfast.Breakfast is very simple, it is a few plates of white bread, there are meat and vegetables, as well as thick porridge and eggs, it seems that these are the best food in this era.

Song Qingshu took small bites of the steamed stuffed bun and ate it very politely.

While eating, I heard the guests at the next table talking about something, and I listened carefully about this inn.

"Hey, two more died today, how many people have died since the disappearance of Bai Xiuniang from Linglong Embroidery Workshop and the death of Su Xiuniang?

Didn't you see that Su Xiuniang died so badly that there was not even a piece of intact skin on her back, it was all blood.Do you think it was Bai Xiuniang who did it? "

"Don't talk nonsense, this kind of death is obviously not something that humans can do, how could it be done by Bai Xiuniang."

"It's not that she is also inseparable from her. After so many people died, she was the only one who disappeared. No one was alive but no one was dead."

"Maybe it was a monster. A year ago, there was a monster in Qingcheng next door. Didn't a group of priests catch it? I don't know if they caught it or not."

"As soon as you said it, I remembered. They lived here when they passed by." The man said, pointing the table with his hand, and then sighed, "Oh, it's a pity, Peony."

When Peony was mentioned, both of them were silent, and walked out of Zuihualou directly after eating.

"The Taoist priests here can actually come to the brothel? Or come here blatantly." Sang Yu's jaw dropped in shock.

"Perhaps it is possible in this world, but I still have to ask." Qin Shuiyue said slowly, taking a sip of the porridge at hand.

"I'm more concerned about Bai Xiuniang and Peony. I'll ask someone after dinner." Song Qingshu took the egg and knocked it lightly on the edge of the table, and several small cracks appeared on the egg shell.

The round and white fingertips peel off the shell of the egg little by little, revealing the delicate and white egg white inside. It is hard to tell whether the egg white is whiter or the fingers are whiter.

Song Qingshu carefully peeled the eggshell as if he was undressing for someone. As the coats were taken off, the egg white tender body appeared in the field of vision.

After the last eggshell was peeled off, Song Qingshu glanced at Qin Shuiyue, put the egg in his hand to his mouth, and took a small bite.

Qin Shuiyue, who watched the whole process, suddenly felt that the meal in the morning was a bit dry. In order to relieve the dryness, he took a sip of a bowl of porridge.

"Hey... that's my porridge." Song Qingshu reminded aloud, but it's a pity that the porridge has already been drunk.

Qin Shuiyue was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that Song Qingshu's porridge bowl was on the left side, and his own porridge was on the right side.And he happened to be sitting in Song Qingshu's upper seat, and when two bowls of porridge were placed next to each other, he took the wrong one without paying attention.

"I'm sorry, but I'll ask you another bowl." Qin Shuiyue put down Song Qingshu's porridge bowl, called the shop waiter, and brought Song Qingshu another bowl of porridge.

After breakfast, Song Qingshu wandered around Zuihualou.

Zuihualou occupies a large area. In addition to the two-story wooden building facing the street, there is a spacious courtyard behind it.

The houses that make up the courtyard are somewhat similar to the shops outside Zuihualou, with a thick willow tree planted in the middle of the yard.

It's summer, and the green willow branches hang down softly. When the wind blows, they sway gently with the wind, like the soft waist of a woman in the building.

There are people coming and going in the building, but there is no one walking around in the courtyard, which makes people feel a little weird.

Song Qingshu was fascinated looking at the courtyard house and the willow branches swaying in the wind.

Who killed the dead men and women?

What death condition did they trigger last night?

What death condition did Su Xiuniang trigger?

Who is Bai Xiuniang?

Why is only she missing?

Why did those two people keep silent when they mentioned Peony?

What happened to her?

Why can Taoist priests live in brothels openly and aboveboard?

There are also problems with the human skin lantern and peony.

Song Qingshu thought for a while between a few clueless questions, and stopped a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes.

"Excuse me, can Taoist priests here live in brothels?" Song Qingshu asked him the easiest question to solve.

The man looked at him in surprise, his eyes seemed to be looking at a lunatic with a broken brain, "How could a Taoist live in a brothel?"

"I'm sorry, I'm a foreigner. When I was having dinner in the morning, I heard someone say that there were cat demons in Qingcheng a year ago. Taoist priests passed by here and lived here. I'm just curious." Song Qingshu explained.

"That's because this place wasn't a brothel at all a year ago."