Penitent hand, trembling slightly

With Chris as a killer, I don't know if it's their luck or misfortune.

They didn't meet the shadow or the hand in the oil painting during this journey, and went down to the first floor safely; but Chris herself is a time bomb, the kind that is ready to explode at any time.

She seemed to be unable to see the white light at the exit, and she didn't care about the direction in which they were running away, she just held Shen Maomao's hand with a smile, like a pair of best sisters with her.

Shen Maomao, who struggled for two or three times but failed to break free: "..." There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to cry.

As soon as they went downstairs, they met He Yongchang who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

He Yongchang also ran all the way in the direction of Bai Guang. He was covered in blood, as if he had just rolled out of the blood, and he was more than a little bit more embarrassed than the four of them.

Seeing them so clean and tidy, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and soon found the reason: "She..."

Shen Maomao was stared at by Chris all the time, and he didn't dare to make unnecessary expressions. Jinmao and Wen Muyan winked at him frantically, hoping that he would not talk too much.

He Yongchang ignored all hints, and said like a fool: "Isn't Chris already dead?! Why did you bring her out?!"

Holy shit! !

The hands holding her arms suddenly exerted force, and Shen Maomao secretly said badly, and said quickly before Chris blackened: "You fart! Don't try to provoke discord!"

The strength in her hands became weaker again, and Chris leaned her head on Shen Maomao's shoulder, sobbing softly.

Shen Maomao was able to compete, but he still had to be Miss Fourth's licking dog, and began to comfort her: "Don't listen to his shit, he is not a good person!"

This kind of person is more annoying than Yun Shengjin.Yun Shengjin is using you in the name of being good to you. Even if you know he has a problem, you can only choose to seek help from a tiger in order to get help; He Yongchang is different. He is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. On the surface, he is timid and cowardly. As soon as I mentioned it, I enjoyed your help with peace of mind, but behind my back, it was like a dormant poisonous snake, ready to bite you at any time.

Chris nodded weakly: "He's so scary..."

As soon as the words fell, a large group of shadows appeared from nowhere and surrounded several people.

Shen Maomao really wanted to hide behind Lou Jingmo, but she couldn't, not only couldn't, she had to pretend to be brave and stand in front of Chris: "Miss Si, don't be afraid! I will protect you!"

There was a smile in Chris's eyes, as if a small stone had been thrown into those bottomless eyes, there were waves of ripples.

In the next second, all the shadows consciously ignored Shen Maomao and his party, and attacked He Yongchang's shadow.

He Yongchang turned around and ran without saying a word, and quickly disappeared in front of them.

The obtrusive person disappeared, and Chris finally let go of Shen Maomao's hand, and walked towards the exit one step ahead of her, as if to lead them the way.

She took down a candlestick from the wall and said softly: "Beauty is innocent, but when she is unable to keep this beauty, it is the beginning of disaster."

The shadow on the ground was dragged long, she held up her skirt, she was still the elegant adopted daughter of the baron: "We are all beautiful, so we are all guilty..."

The white light became more and more intense, but it was no longer dazzling. Chris's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing something: "Look, this luxurious castle looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but it doesn't know how much dirt is hidden inside. It's like...us."

The four followed her, as if they had walked the river of time with her, swimming farther and deeper, exploring the deepest secrets.

They passed the door of the banquet hall, and saw the tumbling paint and dancing skeletons; they passed the corridor, and saw the trembling picture frames; screams; at last they came to the locked door at the end of the corridor, and heard the same screams as those rats came from the house.

The white light came from here.

"This world is so unfair, all beings are born unequal, so a scum like him can have a lofty status, and can treat laws and rules as nothing... But we are just a tool, a plaything."

The big lock fell to the ground with a "click", and the door slowly opened to both sides, revealing a downward stone step covered with moss, and at the same time, there was a pungent smell of blood.

Chris had already walked down with the candlestick in her hand, and the people behind followed quickly.

After taking a small turn on the stairs, the truth behind the locked door was revealed to everyone.

It was a basement with rows of candles burning.The candles formed a pattern of a hexagram, tenaciously flickering the last bit of candlelight, illuminating the oil paintings on the surrounding walls, and also illuminating the stumps at the six corners.

Most of the oil paintings on the wall are based on red, combined with extremely deep black.Most of the things painted on it were corpses—disemboweled corpses, dismembered corpses, severed heads...very bloody.There are also several paintings of naked human bodies, and the things expressed in the paintings are unsightly.

The white light came from the middle of this formation, and Shen Maomao even felt the suction generated by the exit.

The six feet of the hexagram are filled with things.

One corner for the head, one corner for the body, one corner for the arms, one corner for the legs, and the last corner for the smelly viscera.

Those who screamed were the heads placed in the upper left corner.

The moment they entered the room, the shrill screams stopped suddenly, and then turned into whimpering weeping.

These heads are beautiful, even faintly familiar.

Chris stepped forward and squatted in front of the heads. Her long skirt brushed against the candle flames, but failed to extinguish the candles. Instead, even she herself was caught in the flames.

She gently placed the candlestick on the ground aside, pulled out a head from among the many heads, placed her on her knees, and straightened her messy long hair.

Shen Maomao recognized who that head was - it was Vivienne.

Chris smiled, and said, "God is unfair. I prayed countless times that God would come and save us, but he never showed up."

"See, these are his crimes. He raped girls, cut their stomachs open after they were pregnant, just to sacrifice those unformed children to the devil, so that he can gain eternal life .”

"He dismembered the sacrifices, and ordered people to draw the dead sacrifices for his appreciation. He also used the remaining heads to peel off the flesh, sprinkle them in the soil, and plant roses..." Chris laughed , "The unqualified sacrifices were brought up to be auctioned, and became tools for the rich to vent their desires and abuse..."

"God is not fair, but the devil is fair."

"He can pray to the devil to cure his strange disease, take away the devil that stays on him, and bless him with eternal life. We can also sacrifice our souls to the devil, so that he can never be reborn forever!"

She held Vivienne's head up to eye level, and suddenly cried: "My Vivienne...my Vivienne..."

The fire spread and quickly burned the ceiling.

Shen Maomao's pupils shrank, and he yelled: "Chris! Your body is on fire! You should come here first!"

Chris looked at her with a smile: "You are really like my Vivian...but you are not her after all."

Shen Maomao's eyes suddenly became sore, and he asked her in a nasal voice: "Have you taken revenge yet?"

Chris's smile became even brighter: "He will obtain the eternal life he dreamed of, bring his disease, lose all his wealth, and live like a bereaved dog..."

Shen Maomao lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

Lou Jingmo next to him sneered: "It's too cheap for him."

Chris stopped talking, she leaned her head on Vivienne's, and slowly closed her eyes.

A gust of cool wind blew through, and Chris's body was turned into a piece of powder, and those shapeless limbs on the ground turned into ashes together.

"Ashes! Ashes!

Weallfalldown."

With the joy of revenge, she will sleep forever in the castle with her friends.

The golden retriever is a big man, not so emotionally sensitive.It was as if he had just watched a movie in the cinema, and he was still a little dazed: "Then can we go? But the bosses of the dungeon have been turned into ashes, is the outside world safe? Do it?"

Lou Jingmo pushed him and pushed him into the center of the hexagram.

The golden retriever didn't even have time to say anything, it was directly swallowed by the white light, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Seeing the hope of life, Wen Muyan finally couldn't calm down anymore, and couldn't think about how to win the favor of the great gods. Hugging his thighs, he rushed into the white light like crazy, and a very loud "Thank you" floated into the room. In the ears of the two girls, Shen Maomao was a little relieved: "There are really few newcomers like this."

Lou Jingmo scolded her expressionlessly: "You sound like an old man."

Shen Maomao clutched his butt, guarding against Lou Jingmo's surprise attack: "We really don't look for cards anymore? That's a card! It's so precious!"

Lou Jingmo said: "You thought the copy would be so simple? If the shadows are only related to the baron's adopted daughters, why are there shadows outside? Look carefully at the bones on the ground."

Hearing what she said, Shen Maomao immediately stared at the six-pointed star formation with wide eyes, where the bones and internal organs were about to move, and slowly came together, and began to assemble himself...

What the hell!

"And..." As she spoke, Lou Jingmo flipped her wrist, and a thin card that looked like a poker card and was slightly longer than a poker card was caught between her index finger and middle finger.

"Isn't it just a card? It's not like I don't have one." She said arrogantly.

Shen Maomao: "!!!!"

Lou Jingmo took this "Andre" Tianhuo card and waved it around in front of her, so fast that she didn't see the card clearly, and then turned her wrist, and the card disappeared immediately.

Shen Maomao said angrily: "Aren't you afraid that I will get up to you when I see Ka, and plot against you behind my back?"

Lou Jingmo said calmly: "Once you have enough strength, you don't need to be afraid of any conspiracy."

Shen Maomao: "Are you so narcissistic?"

"But..." Lou Jingmo changed the subject, "I don't have that ability yet, so I'd better kill you right here to silence you."

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