The owner of the mansion traveling with the empress dowager

Hua Jiujin was lying on the soft bed, smelling a strong smell of dust in her nostrils, she couldn't fall asleep, recalling the stench she smelled before, she couldn't sleep at all.

Get out of bed and walk back and forth on the carpet.

I didn't know what to do when I got up, but I couldn't fall asleep again, and my heart was not at ease.

I wonder if the empress dowager is asleep?What is she doing?

Hua Jiujin walked out of her room barefoot, and came to the door of the empress dowager's room next door, raised her wrist and turned it gently, and the door opened quietly.

Hua Jiujin walked in in the dark on tiptoe.

The line of sight quickly adapted to the darkness, and there was a raised arc on the bed, which seemed to be sleeping.

Hua Jiujin turned around gently, ready to go out quietly.

"Come here." The voice was soft and almost inaudible, as if sighing.

Hua Jiujin froze in place in an instant, closed the door immediately after realizing it, turned around and groped for the bed.

The empress dowager lying on the bed turned over, stretched out her slender and soft arms to hook Hua Jiujin's neck, and pulled her down.

Hua Jiujin obediently slid down next to her body, alone in a strange place with no clear purpose, Hua Jiujin began to attach herself to the familiar aura of the empress dowager, she curled up in the empress dowager's soft, fragrant and strangely cold arms, Like a young child who needs the care of his mother.

On the same rainy night, the mansion owner's room was pitch black, and the candlestick that was burning to the end flickered faintly.

Suddenly, a huge shadow was reflected in the dark flickering candlelight on the dark wall of the owner's room. The distorted arm cast by the candlelight slowly lifted up, and it struggled to bend its slender fingers like firewood branches. Hands fumbled on the top of the head, and then pulled something to peel off from the top of the head.

The peeling thing seemed to be covered with a thin skin like a cicada's wing. This thing fell silently on the floor of the room, and a dark mass covered the top layer.

The shadow on the wall is still the same and seems to have changed.

The candlelight flickered more and more, the dim light and shadow flickered a few times quickly, and the whole room was completely plunged into darkness.

When I woke up the next morning, the rain was still falling, as if the gods were crying and couldn't stop.

The pungent smell in the air became stronger and stronger, really like a rotting corpse.

"What the hell is this smell? Why is it so smelly?" Sitting on the soft and dusty sofa, Hua Jiujin muttered softly, complaining, and dissatisfied.

The housekeeper, who is over half a century old and almost late, seems to have particularly sensitive ears, "The smell should be the rotting smell of dead beasts in the nearby forest. When the mansion was built here, I didn't expect this to happen. But after it rained, the smell of rotting beast carcasses spread, and it was carried into the air by the rain... I can only bear it." A smile piled up on the butler's ravine face, and the slits in his eyes Narrowing down even further, Hua Jiujin instantly felt creepy, as if she was being stared at intently by some evil spirit.

Hua Jiujin muttered a few more words, her expression was impatient and forbearing, she seemed a little irritable.

But his mind was filled with turmoil in an instant, the smell of beast corpses?How many beasts would have to die to mix such a strong smell to such a degree?Look at the small forest next to the mansion, there are some ants and reptiles, it’s fine, beast?That kind of big beast would have to starve to death in this small mountain forest.

What about a liar? !

Afterwards, the rain continued for another two days, and Hua Jiujin and the Empress Dowager lived in this luxurious and empty mansion.

In the few days after I met the owner of the mansion on the first night, I never saw the owner of the mansion again, and I didn’t even see him for three meals a day.

On the morning of the fifth day, Hua Jiujin woke up early, and the weather was already showing signs of clearing up, with the rain only dripping from the sky.

In this oppressive mansion, it was undoubtedly a good omen for Hua Jiujin, who was on the verge of collapse.

Hua Jiujin walked to the balcony and stretched out her slender five fingers to catch the sparse raindrops falling in the air. The smell in the air still lingered for a long time, but for Hua Jiujin who had been here for five days, it seemed that she had already sensed the smell. Tired.

The small forest was right in front of us. After several days and nights of rain, the soft soil broke away from the top surface of the forest and turned into brown muddy water that flowed into the gully, and the things under the soil were instantly exposed.

Hua Jiujin narrowed her black pupils, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in her eyes. She hesitated, terrified, and turned her head suspiciously to the hall behind her, but there was no one there.

Hua Jiujin supported the balcony with both hands, bent her knees, and jumped down from the balcony on the second floor. Her black boots landed on the wet and dirty mud and were splashed by the rising muddy water.

With her waist bent, Hua Jiujin walked through the narrow mountain road cautiously like a thief without making any sound, and approached the opposite mountain forest.

Hua Jiujin frowned her long and narrow eyebrows, stretched out her hand as if obsessed, and pulled out a corner of the object exposed to the dirt.

With a little effort, he couldn't pull it out.All of a sudden, more strength was used, and the things under the soft mud layer were pulled out easily in an instant.

Caught off guard, Hua Jiujin fell backwards and took several steps back in embarrassment to stabilize her figure.

Looking at the brittle fabric in his hand, his eyes fell on the thing on the dirt pile.

Her breathing stopped instantly, as if her throat was gripped by a huge fear, Hua Jiujin dilated her pupils, her face was pale, and she had difficulty breathing.

It was a rotting corpse, covered in bits and pieces of clothing.

Hua Jiujin froze for a while, then walked forward again.

Picking up a dirty wooden stick from the side, bit by bit the cloth that was no longer resilient was removed from the corpse.

When the whole body was exposed, Hua Jiujin turned around and ran frantically into the mansion as if she had seen a ghost. She looked eager and frantic as if she was racing against the devil.

It was a long-decomposed corpse, a corpse without hair, face, or skin.

It seemed that her human skin and her hair had been peeled off from head to tail with delicate techniques, leaving only the bloody muscles and bones left in this wilderness waiting to rot.

Qing Weiyan!

When Hua Jiujin got up, the Empress Dowager was still sleeping.Hua Jiujin didn't know if Qing Weiyan was still in the room.Is she awake?is she awake

And in front of the glass window of the mansion owner's room, there was a silhouette who turned around.This shadow just stood in front of the window, watching the whole process of Hua Jiujin discovering the body.

That flashing silhouette, what kind of profile is that, his face seems to be a monster that has been kissed by the devil and then abandoned by prostitution.

Hua Jiujin ran to the second floor and pushed Qing Weiyan's room away. Her heart seemed to be tightly clenched in an instant, and she couldn't breathe. She was anxious and frightened, her face was pale, her lips were bleeding, her pupils shrank sharply, as if To take away her life force.

Qing Weiyan is gone! !

For a moment, Hua Jiujin seemed to be possessed by a demon and went mad.She kicked every room violently regardless, she didn't care at all that the loud noise she made would alarm the ugly demon in the mansion, because he had already robbed Qing Weiyan.

"Qing Weiyan! Qing Weiyan, where are you!!" Hua Jiujin shouted loudly, but there were no rooms on the second floor.

Hua Jiujin yelled, and hurriedly ran up to the third floor.

Running up to the third floor, Hua Jiujin's footsteps suddenly slowed down.

The person you are looking for is right in front of you, in this beautifully decorated hall.

However, the scene in front of her was still beyond Hua Jiujin's expectation, and the development direction of the matter seemed to be opposite to what she expected.

"..." Hua Jiujin looked at the scene in front of her in astonishment, her eyes fell on the noble and wanton empress dowager on the sofa in the center of the hall, her moist lips moved, but she didn't say those three words.

"Come here." The empress dowager didn't care at all, she raised her slender arms, and gently hooked her slender, snow-white fingers towards Violet Hua Jiu. There was a gentle smile on her coquettish poppy-like face. Jin's nervous and anxious shouts came to her ears, and Hua Jiujin's reaction made her very happy. From this, the eyes looking at Hua Jiujin became more gentle and doting.

Her black hair was clinging to the sweat from the emotional ups and downs before, Hua Jiujin's chest was still heaving violently, and the white shirt on her body was still clinging to the mud stains from running and splashing on the mud floor. He walked obediently to the empress dowager's side.

The empress dowager smiled coquettishly, and did not apologize for the bad behavior that made Hua Jiujinbai worry about it. In short, Hua Jiujin's reaction was very useful to the empress dowager, and she was in a good mood.

The Empress Dowager stood up, took Hua Jiujin's hand, asked her to sit down on her seat, and then sat comfortably on her lap. Seeing that Hua Jiujin hadn't calmed down her breath, she seemed to be flattered. He stretched out his hand to caress Hua Jiujin's soft chest.

The man in front of him peeled off the beautiful and weird skin that he saw for the first time, and what was exposed to the air again was an even uglier and weird appearance.

The man was wrapped in a snow-colored embroidered skirt. His tall body seemed to have been sucked out of energy by a ghost, and his whole body was thin and shriveled as if it was on the verge of falling.

There are dark bumps on the skin exposed to the air, and there are strange bumps on his face and the top of his head that has lost his hair. Red hot after being burned by the devil's kiss, these lumps kept pulsating, 'chugging' as if they were pregnant with some strange creature.

Around his long and narrow eye sockets cracked outwards like scorched dark red lines, and the dry skin made the three-dimensional facial features of his face more prominent, making him look like a demon that sucked human spirit.

The twilight housekeeper was lying on the ground beside him. There was no blood around him, and there was no wound on his body, but Hua Jiujin could clearly feel that he had lost his vitality and was completely dead.However, the cause of death is unknown.

"Your soul has already been taken away by the underworld, why do you still not leave? Stay in the world and kill those young women... just for a skin." The empress dowager leaned lazily in Hua Jiujin's arms behind her , the corners of her seductive eyes were slightly raised, and she glanced at the ghostly man standing opposite her lightly.

"Hahahaha..." The man with dark black skin and bulges laughed crazily. His vocal cords seemed to be so hoarse and deep because of the scars from being scorched on the fire. It was like the tearing sound of a ghost roar.

"Just for a skin?" the man muttered to himself, repeating what the empress dowager said, his eyes popped open, his expression suddenly became crazy, he screamed with all his strength, "I only have such a delicate skin! But that devil Not only did he cheat my heart, he also cheated my face, making me look like a ghost!" The man leaned forward, stiffened his hands in the air, and roared ferociously towards Qing Weiyan , as if everything was Qing Weiyan's fault.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!!" The man suddenly raised his head and screamed, as if all his hatred and resentment were clamoring and hovering in the sky with his shouting.

"Even if you peel off the skin of a young woman and put it on yourself, you can't change your true appearance, and you can't avenge the devil who took everything from you... But those women who died at your hands are innocent, you Have you ever thought about their resentment?" The empress dowager looked out of the window with deep eyes, and her tone was so calm that it seemed to have a soothing power.

"I know." The man straightened up his dilapidated body, and he seemed to have calmed down, "Those women whose skins were taken away by me are innocent, but I can't help it. I also thought about it once and for all, but I'm not reconciled , I hate it so much! I really hate it--" The man who could no longer discern his true face slowly squatted down, his tearing and ugly voice let out a difficult cry, the huge damage caused by the devil seemed to be From his cries flowed as silent as quicksilver, and the grief flooded and pervasive.

There were no more tears in the man's black pupils, and a black-red viscous liquid flowed down from his anxious eye sockets instead of tears.

Little by little, the man fell to the cold floor of the hall, and gradually lost his voice and movement, and his life finally came to an end amidst all the hatred and struggle.

The sporadic light rain outside the window had stopped at some point, and the weather gradually cleared up.