One Hundred Ways of Living in the Infinite Flow of Charming Physique

It's a pity that the distance was a bit short, and Qin Manzhou's physical fitness was too good, so it was rare for Shu Muyun to be hypocritical. As a result, they returned to the rich area in less than half an hour.

Brothers and sisters can still be regarded as brothers and sisters if they recite it in private, but it would be embarrassing for outsiders to see. Shu Muyun jumped down and walked into the room side by side with Qin Manzhou.

Dinner was ready, and Mary left silently after putting the food on the table.Lu Qi, who had already sat down, glanced at Qin Manzhou and Shu Muyun, but continued to lose his temper.Yan Momo sat on the side with her chin in her hands, and when she saw them coming back, she waved: "There are seats for you."

Shu Muyun thanked with a smile, he was next to Yan Momo, on the other side was Qin Manzhou, and on Qin Manzhou's side was Ye Zun.

Shu Muyun poured hot tea for the friends around her, while Yan Momo pulled the knitted shawl on her body with her seductive fox-like eyes drooping: "I found something this afternoon."

Her eyes drifted to Lu Qi: "He saw you go to the slums, and he probably wanted to learn from your words, so he was so quiet."

Shu Muyun smiled indifferently: "What did you find out? I also gained something here."

Yan Momo didn't hide her secrets: "I found out that the boss's daughter, Mary, is that little girl who likes bone china plates very much. Her room is full of all kinds of plates." She paused, "There is blood on them. "

Shu Muyun grasped the point: "Is there blood? Isn't it a little blood?"

Yan Momo shook his head and narrowed his eyes: "It's all solidified blood, layer after layer."

Shu Muyun pondered for a moment, but there were too few clues, and he couldn't think of anything. At this stage, he could only stay away from Mary. He absently rolled up a strand of spaghetti: "We have collected a lot of nursery rhymes. , just follow us back to the room, let’s study it together.”

Yan Momo nodded, Shu Muyun thought about it, turned his head and whispered something to Qin Manzhou, Qin Manzhou shrugged, indicating that he knew.They were whispering on one side, but Lu Qi on the other side was naturally unhappy. He put the teacup heavily: "What are you flirting with? Do you know something?"

Shu Muyun replied gently: "Is it related to you?"

The veins on Lu Qi's forehead twitched: "Are you trying to kill everyone for selfishness? We are all in the same breath!"

Shu Muyun raised her eyes: "Just finished watching The Swordsman? Do you think you are Zuo Lengchan?"

Just as Lu Qi was about to raise his hand to slap the table, Qian Wende immediately stabbed him. Lu Qi's hand froze in mid-air for a while, and finally put it down angrily.Qian Wende smiled honestly, and then took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat: "Brother Shu seems to be kind-hearted, and he is willing to give us some advice."

Shu Muyun didn't speak, but took a bite of the bread in a gentle manner.

Qian Wende immediately apologized with a smile: "Of course, everyone will share what they discover together."

Qin Manzhou twirled the fork between his fingers, and stared at the fork flying between his fingers: "We didn't find anything, at most we knew a few nursery rhymes, but which ones belong to this game and which ones don't belong to us? I don’t know. I can tell you that you are a child who went to the slums to ask. If you want to ask, you can ask yourself. I will show you the way. Don’t expect me to offer things respectfully. You are not my ancestors. for."

He said happily: "Even if you go to work, you won't give up your grades to others. Why do you ask others to be generous in the face of life and death? We know each other very well?"

Shu Muyun picked up the napkin and wiped off the residue on her mouth: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Everyone was silent, and Qian Wende, who had previously said that he had a clue to share with him, stopped talking and just kept wiping his sweat.Just as Shu Muyun wanted to get up and leave, the reckless Ye Zun suddenly said: "I admire you all." He also stood up, "I can tell you what I found, I don't ask for anything else, I just want to make friends."

Qin Manzhou chuckled: "Okay, you are interesting, let's go."

After all, the three of them and Yan Momo left the restaurant at the same time and went up to the third floor.

The only remaining resident on the third floor, Sun Simeng, bit her pink lower lip, and wanted to cry: "Are we being too righteous?"

"Why are you still double-standard?" Lu Qi rolled her eyes at her, but his tone softened a bit, "I said to cooperate with you in the afternoon, but you didn't agree or tell me what you found. , has your attitude changed?"

"Brother Lu Qi, don't get me wrong." Sun Simeng said softly, "I just hope that everyone can be more peaceful and go out smoothly."

"Hehe." The daughter of the family of three sneered, pushed the dinner plate away, got up and walked to the bedroom, before leaving, she said, "Green tea bitch."

Sun Simeng's eyes quickly condensed into mist, Uncle Zheng apologized quickly, and Aunt Yun chased after him: "Zimo, you can't talk like that."

Zimo, who was halfway up the stairs, stopped, clenched his fists suddenly, and turned around and roared: "You care about me? Who the hell are you? Do you really think that marrying my father is my mother? It's already fucking annoying I didn't expect that this would not get rid of you, what a bad luck."

Seeing Aunt Yun whose expression changed drastically after speaking, Zimo smiled maliciously, feeling refreshed all over, turned around and ran to the guest room, then there was a loud bang on the second floor, Zimo slammed the door hard, Staring at the ax hanging in the house, I felt a bad breath.

She was a little tired, so she got up and took off the axe and put it under the pillow, so that she could fight back if someone tried to plot something wrong.

Just thinking about it in a daze, she sank into a dream.

As for her father and stepmother who were so angry with her, it was completely out of her consideration.

She slept in the afterglow and had a long, long dream. Presumably, this weird game stimulated her nerves, and Zimo, who had been suppressing her hatred, dreamed of some bloody scenes.

That was something she had wanted to do for a long time.

The cowardly father and the hypocritical stepmother stood in front of her. Even if she embarrassed her stepmother Aunt Yun in public, her father, Uncle Zheng, did not dare to say anything. He could only sigh one after another, occasionally saying a few words in a low voice.

Aunt Yun's eyes were red. It looked like she had just cried, and there were tears on her face.Instead, she cheered up and comforted Uncle Zheng, saying that Zimo was still young, and he would be sensible in the future.

This woman will always be a gentle and kind character, no matter how much trouble Zimo makes, she will be tolerant.So in the eyes of outsiders, Zimo is making trouble for no reason.And Shi Pingyun is a wronged image.

It's really disgusting, Zimo almost vomited: It's all for outsiders to see, it's just acting.Her family is so poor, she just took a fancy to her family's urban household registration.It's better if you don't pretend, how can you coax your soft-eared father?

——Just wait, the father will definitely write her name on the house that the family plans to buy with a loan, not his own daughter.Why?Why can a foreign woman seize her interests?Yes, that's my father's money, and I give it to whomever I love.But Zimo still hated it, so much that he wanted to kill the woman.

His parents divorced when he was young, and because his mother left, Uncle Zheng always felt indebted to Zimo and pampered her desperately. The family conditions are not bad, although he is not considered rich, but in the eyes of other ordinary people, Zimo is just a little princess.

So she never thought that there would be another person coming to their family.

——Father's attention and all the family property should be hers!

Seeing Uncle Zheng and Aunt Yun comforting each other, she was so angry that her hands were shaking.After Aunt Yun married her father, his father always said that she was disobedient, and Aunt Yun must be talking behind her back.And the more she resisted, the more pitiful her father felt for Aunt Yun, and the more willful Zimo seemed.

Of course Zimo doesn't think she is capricious, just like she insists on going her own way and thinks that Aunt Yun is uneasy and kind, and she does one thing to the face and another to the other side.She stubbornly and frantically looked at the couple laughing through tears, even in this kind of death game, they were still hugging each other.

Anyway, this is a dream, why not let yourself go?Zimo asked himself.She touched an axe. The axe was so sharp that it seemed as if it had just been sharpened.Best for killing.

She slashed at Aunt Yun with hatred, but before her ax reached the woman, the woman screamed and fell heavily to the ground.

There was a short arrow in her chest that she didn't know where it came from. Although the blood was flooding, she was not dead and was still struggling on the ground.The thick woolen rug was rattled.The pure white background is gradually dyed red.

The cowardly and incompetent Uncle Zheng was so frightened that he fell to the ground and didn't dare to go forward. He stepped back with his eyes wide open, leaning against the floral wallpaper, his lips trembling, but he couldn't make a sound.

When Zimo saw the situation, he raised the ax without saying a word and chopped it down. What she wanted was for the woman to die under her hands. If she was first named by this inexplicable bow and arrow, why would Zimo be so angry?

Uncle Zheng sat where he was, as if he was tied up. He didn't even have the strength to stop him. He just watched his daughter kill his wife tremblingly.

Zimo slashed the woman many times, because in the dream, she didn't even feel tired.When she stopped, the woman was already out of shape, her head had left her body, and she was rolling under the cross. Jesus looked at her with pity.

Zimo sighed regretfully: She wanted to dismember the body, but she didn't expect her strength to be weak in the dream.Forget it, so be it.

She turned her head to the stunned Uncle Zheng, and asked cheerfully, "Does your heart hurt?"

Uncle Zheng stared blankly at Aunt Yun's head, and finally let out a scream.

"Damn you too." Zimo spat viciously, "You actually accused your own daughter of a foreign slut, what do you mean you spoiled me, you are clearly obsessed!"

Speaking of which, Zimo raised the ax again, and when she realized that she had killed someone, she happily killed another one.

This dream is really cool.She turned over and thought vaguely: You can't kill people in the real world, and you can't break the law if you have fun in your dreams.

She went to bed early, and the foursome upstairs were in good spirits.Shu Muyun spread Qin Manzhou to remember the notes, and first circled the robin article: "I still think it should be fourteen people. But I didn't find any connection with us. Let's have doubts for now."

He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the pen and clicked on the sentence about fish: "But Miss Yan—"

Yan Momo interrupted: "I'm older than you two, just call me sister."

Shu Muyun yelled again: "Sister Yan said just now that she saw Mary had many plates with blood on them, I think it's not the same as the sentence 'Who took his blood? It was me,' said the fish, I took his blood , Use my little dish.' It has something to do with it. But she is an npc, and she may be a ghost, so don't all the people in this poem correspond to people?"

Qin Manzhou was gnawing on an apple. He bit the crunchy apple and said vaguely: "The name Mary is also very familiar." He turned the notes back and stopped on one page, ""Papa Cha Pa Cha Ka Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi, what kind of tongue twister name is this?" Qin Manzhou almost choked on the apple juice, and after swallowing the piece of apple, he cleared his throat; "Look, this one is not The human one is called Mary, and she is also blond with green eyes and red clothes."

Ye Zun suddenly said, "I think we should go to Whitechapel to see." He said seriously, "Is there any nursery rhyme about Jack the Ripper?"

"Yes." Shu Muyun turned to the last page, "So the nursery rhymes imply different ghosts?"

"If everything is at a standstill, you can go to the Whitechapel to have a look." Yan Momo raised his hands and rolled up his hair, "Do you have a pen and paper, I will copy two nursery rhymes."

Qin Manzhou took out a pen and paper. Yan Momo wrote very quickly, and she transcribed two copies in a short while. She took one for herself and gave the other to Ye Zun: "But forget it tonight, the first night must be Something happened, I'll go and have a look tomorrow during the day, I'm going back to my room, good night."

Ye Zun took the nursery rhyme, thanked him with blank eyes, and then said: "By the way, I also have a discovery."

Everyone looked at him, and Ye Zun said solemnly: "I heard the boss has been chanting when he is free, judging the sparrow."

After everyone dispersed, they fell asleep one after another. It was rare to have a good night's sleep without being disturbed by ghosts.It's just that the next morning, everyone including Qin Manzhou had the same dream.

"I dreamed that someone was screaming." Qin Manzhou was wearing a vest, "but when I opened my eyes and listened, there was no sound in reality, so I fell asleep again."

Just as Shu Muyun finished saying that she was the same, she heard a real scream from downstairs.

The voice was too harsh, and it kept coming and going, as if it was the first time that different people practiced a chorus together.

Qin Manzhou and Shu Muyun glanced at each other, opened the door and ran quickly to the second floor.

I saw everyone standing in front of Uncle Zheng’s and his wife’s door. Aunt Yun’s head was staring at the bird on the statue of Jesus with her eyes wide open. Her body was leaning against the wall, blood was everywhere, but her chest The bloodstain was the deepest, even purple-black.

Bows and arrows were scattered all over the place not far away, and Uncle Zheng's head was still on his neck, but if he did it again, his body would probably be separated like Aunt Yun's.

They are all dead.