Thousands of demons fell for me

Luo Xingchen was startled, and was about to grab Qian Xiaoyu who was in the house and run away together, but the black cat suddenly jumped off him and ran quickly towards the direction where the pile of withered grass came.

"cocoa!"

He let out a cry, and chased after the black cat, trying to catch the black cat back, but the black cat was too fast, and quickly ran in front of the withered grass, and was instantly overwhelmed by the surging grass waves from above.

"Xingchen, what's wrong?"

Hearing Luo Xingchen's yell, Qian Xiaoyu walked to the door, grabbed the edge of the door with both hands, stretched out half of his body to look in the corridor, but saw nothing.

"Run!" Luo Xingchen turned his head and shouted at Qian Xiaoyu.

But at the same time as he spoke, a bunch of dark golden flames suddenly sprang up from the rushing straw, burning blazingly, and spread to the distance. In an instant, the withered grass in the corridor burned completely, leaving only the flames on the floor and walls. A burnt black mark was left on the surface.

Disappearing with the withered grass was the black cat that got into the grass.

Thinking that the black cat might also be burned to ashes, Luo Xingchen felt a little sad.

"What are you running for?" Qian Xiaoyu froze for a moment, looking around nervously.

He originally thought that Chef Wei had killed him, but there was no sign of anyone else in the nearby corridor.

Luo Xingchen took a breath, and said flatly, "I mean, that cat ran away."

"Hey, don't worry about that cat." Qian Xiaoyu patted the edge of the door, hooked his fingers towards Luo Xingchen, went back to the room and sat down at the computer desk, and quickly tapped on the keyboard, "Just wait, I have a hunch that the password will be tested within a minute."

The dough monster seemed to have fallen hard this time, and his legs were tied in knots for a long time and he couldn't get up.

Luo Xingchen stepped forward, carefully untied the dough monster's thin legs, pulled it up from the ground, and quickly rubbed it back into a full oval shape with his hands, before returning to the room.

When he entered the room, he saw out the window, the red rainstorm had stopped, and there was no blood stain on the dry ground, as if the blood rain that fell before was all his illusion.

Walking to the corner, he leaned down, straightened the half-human-height brown plush cub lying on the ground with both hands, and continued to clean up the mess.

The yellow dough also followed him into the room, leaned against the bed, picked a small piece from his body, bent his head and kneaded it.

Luo Xingchen put the pair of ruby ​​earrings on the table into the jewelry box, placed the jewelry box in the middle of the inside of the vanity mirror, and accidentally noticed a circle of blue crystals inlaid on the edge of the vanity mirror, one of which fell off.

Although it was not obvious because of the blue paint on the underside of the inlay, it still made him feel uncomfortable.

After 2 minutes, he finally tidied everything up, but he still couldn't find the lost blue crystal.

Clapping the ashes on his hands, he turned his head to look at Qian Xiaoyu, who was still lying on the keyboard, typing his name desperately.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, there was a burst of sobbing from behind him.

Immediately afterwards, several soft things wrapped around his waist.

He turned around and saw that the decapitated female ghost in white was sitting by the side of the window, with her head on the bed, looking sadly at the box containing the letter.

But the dough monster who was sitting on the bed jumped onto his body at this time, its limbs tightly wrapped around him, its soft and warm body pressed against his back, it seemed to be still trembling slightly.

The quivering hairball brushed against his neck, itching so badly.

Luo Xingchen raised his hand and grabbed the fur ball in his palm.

The dough froze for a moment, its skin turned red, and it was hot all over. It slid to the ground with a "plop", and fell into a soft puddle. The fur ball also slipped out of Luo Xingchen's hand.

The fluff exploded and turned into a light pink color, with wisps of white smoke emitting from the top.

Luo Xingchen walked around the bread on the ground, took the pen and paper from the table, sat on the other side of the bed, wrote what he wanted to say on the paper with the pen, and handed it to the female ghost.

【Why are you crying?Where's Chef Wei? 】

He felt that sitting on this bed was not very comfortable, and there was always a strange feeling.

The female ghost wiped away the teardrops from her eyes with her sleeve, and said in a low voice, "He jumped from the window on the second floor and ran into the wheat field. It's scary there, and I dare not chase after him."

She raised her hand and gently stroked the outer wall of the box with her fingers, "Seeing this box, I remembered something from the past. My name is Zhao Shiyun, and I live with my parents in this manor. The day before yesterday, the three Robbers broke into the estate and locked us all up, and they killed me."

"My parents may still be alive now, please save them." She looked at Luo Xingchen, pleading in her sobbing voice.

Luo Xingchen wrote another line with a pen and handed it to Zhao Shiyun.

[Where are they locked up? 】

"I don't know, but it must still be somewhere in this mansion." Zhao Shiyun stood up with her head in her arms, and floated to the window, "I'll look for it now, I can enter any room at will, and I'll find it soon .”

Seeing that Zhao Shiyun was about to leave, Luo Xingchen quickly wrote another sentence.

[Then do you still remember the name of your beloved? 】

Zhao Shiyun froze for a moment, with a sad face and sad eyes, "You mean Brother Ji Wenshu? He came to me when I was most lonely. I have always liked him, but unfortunately he passed away due to illness a year ago. .”

"Snapped!"

Qian Xiaoyu pushed the keyboard in all at once, and slapped the table heavily with both hands.

The dough monster immersed in the warm sun was startled, instantly swelled into a ball, and jumped into the middle of the bed.

Luo Xingchen suddenly felt the bed board shake, and the strange feeling became more obvious. He glanced at the dough monster on the mattress, and then turned his head to look in Qian Xiaoyu's direction.

"Try it out?"

The computer screen is still the account login interface, and the password error is displayed below.

"No." Qian Xiaoyu said dejectedly, "I tried all possible surnames, but none of them were correct."

"Have you tried Ji Wenshu?"

Luo Xingchen tore the written paper into pieces and threw them into the wastebasket. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced towards the window, and Zhao Shiyun had disappeared.

Qian Xiaoyu sighed, and said sullenly: "Of course I have tried such a common surname."

Could it be that Zhao Shiyun's true love does not refer to Ji Wenshu?

Or maybe those robbers had already changed the power-on password, and it would be useless to try again.

"Forget it, let's search for other survivors first."

Luo Xingchen didn't want to take Qian Xiaoyu to take risks at first, but he was worried about leaving him here alone.

Holding the keychain in his hand, he was the first to run to the room on the right opposite Zhao Shiyun's bedroom. If he guessed correctly, this was the room connected by the bell next to the iron gate of the manor.

The room had no windows, and a thin yellow string with a bell came through a tiny opening in the wall at the top of the room.

After trying several keys, he finally unlocked the door, turned the handle, and gently pushed the door open.

There was no light inside, it was pitch black, and a faint stench came out from the crack in the door.

The light from the corridor shines into the room, making the scene in the room gradually clearer.

Luo Xingchen reached out to touch the wall, and pressed the switch of the overhead light. The lampshade was covered with thick dust, and the light was dim.

The yellow string came in through the hole in the wall, extended into the house, and passed up through a small hole in the middle of the ceiling, leading to the room on the second floor.

The string near the ceiling was covered with red stains. Although the ground below had been scrubbed, the dripping blood had already soaked into the floor, and patches of red could still be seen faintly.

Other than that, the house was empty and there was nothing else.

"This room looks a bit scary." Qian Xiaoyu only glanced into the room, and when he saw no one, he immediately passed over, "Let's look for the room at the back."

Luo Xingchen nodded, pulled the doorknob and was about to close the door, when the thin yellow thread in the room suddenly trembled.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell-"

The hollow bell sounded from afar, echoing throughout the corridor.

"Boom!"

There was a slight knock upstairs, as if something had fallen to the floor.

"Clap!"

Immediately afterwards, a drop of bright red liquid fell from the small hole in the ceiling, dripped on the floor below, and splashed into a gorgeous red flower.

Qian Xiaoyu was far away, and the bell in the corridor was very noisy, so he didn't notice the strange situation in that room.

Luo Xingchen closed the door calmly, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Just turned his head, but met a golden love heart.

The Dough Monster held his heart in both hands, and handed it to him as if offering a treasure.

The heart looked like it was made out of dough, and after a deep-fried process, it had been fixed into shape, and there was a faint aroma like toasted bread.

"Great, someone is here."

Qian Xiaoyu looked happy, and ran towards the gate first.

Luo Xingchen looked at Xinxin in front of him. Although this gift was a bit weird, he couldn't bear to refuse those two extremely clear black eyes that kept blinking.

"Thank you."

He took Xinxin and followed Qian Xiaoyu, all the way through the charred corridor, the trace of burning spread all the way to the living room, and finally entered the storage room with the door wide open.

The door of the storage room was forcibly broken open from the inside. Even the lock on the door was knocked off and fell to the ground. Butler Sun, who was locked inside and rolled into a ball of tape, disappeared. Pile of crumbled yellow tape.

Seeing the tragic situation in the storage room, Qian Xiaoyu stopped immediately, and looked at Luo Xingchen in panic: "Butler Su seems to have run away, what should I do?"

When Luo Xingchen saw the dark golden flame in the corridor, Luo Xingchen thought of the mysterious man who had saved him before.

Sun Butler probably also turned into a straw monster like the fake Zhao Shiyun, and was buried in the dark golden sea of ​​flames.

"Leave him alone, go and see who came to the manor first."

Luo Xingchen and Qian Xiaoyu ran towards the gate of the manor together, and saw a black Buick parked at the gate from a distance.

A middle-aged man in his 30s was leaning against the side of the car, wearing a yellow leopard-print shirt, with a big gold chain as thick as a little finger hanging around his neck, and a half-smoked cigar dangling from his mouth.

Standing in front of the iron gate was a tall, middle-aged man, holding a pair of hydraulic pliers, clamping the iron chain tied to the door, and cut the iron chain into two pieces with a "click".

The man with the hydraulic pliers took off the iron chain with the lock, threw it on the ground roughly, pressed the iron door with both hands, left and right, and pushed it forward, and the iron door slowly opened by itself.

From such barbaric behavior of breaking the door, it can be judged that people are definitely not good people.

But the people outside the door had obviously seen him and Qian Xiaoyu, so they could only go forward to negotiate with each other.

"Sorry." The leopard-print man said without apology. He dropped the cigar in his hand, stomped it out with his toe, and walked into the manor through the gate first, and stopped one meter away from the two of them. "Wait so long, I thought no one was in there."

"Someone was killed in the manor." Qian Xiaoyu said eagerly, "There is no signal here, can you let us take your car and go to a nearby town to find someone for help."

Qian Xiaoyu could see that the other party was not a good person, but right now it was their only straw.

"Someone died?" The leopard-print man frowned slightly, and said with displeasure, "Don't tell me that the dead person was Jia Qingyi."

Qian Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Who is Jia Qingyi?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid." The leopard-print man said coldly, "That kid cheated me of 500 million three days ago, and suddenly disappeared. I wanted to settle the score with his family, but who would have thought that his parents would come along with him?" He ran away. After a lot of effort, I found out that he has a fiancée named Zhao Shiyun who lives in this manor, if he didn't defect to his fiancée, where else could he hide?"

Hearing the name of "Zhao Shiyun", Qian Xiaoyu felt overwhelmed, and looked at Luo Xingchen in embarrassment, his head was sullen and he didn't want to speak.

Although he didn't like Zhao Shiyun that much, Zhao Shiyun was also his fiancee in name after all, and he couldn't hold back when his childhood sweetheart saw Lianlian.

Luo Xingchen patted Qian Xiaoyu's shoulder reassuringly, and asked the leopard-printed man, "What does Jia Qingyi look like?"

The robber trio used pseudonyms, and it is possible that some of them were really named Jia Qingyi.

The leopard-print man took out his mobile phone, opened a photo from the photo album, and handed it to Luo Xingchen, "It's this kid, you can see clearly."

Luo Xingchen recognized it at a glance, the man named Jia Qingyi was exactly the same as the man who mixed into Chef Wei's roasted pig's head that day.

He looked at the leopard-printed man and said regretfully, "I think Jia Qingyi is really dead."

"You..." The leopard-print man's hand holding the phone trembled, he raised his other hand, grabbed Luo Xingchen's front, and said angrily, "Are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

Qian Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that it was time for him to show his boyfriend power. He immediately stretched out his hands, grabbed the leopard-printed man's arm firmly, and persuaded him, "Brother, if you have something to say, don't move!" feet."

"It's none of your business, just stay and go."

The leopard-printed man glanced at Qian Xiaoyu impatiently, and swung his arm to the side, causing him to squat down on the ground.

He withdrew his hand and grabbed Luo Xingchen again.

However, just before his fingers touched Luo Xingchen's shirt, another hand stretched out from the right side and squeezed his wrist tightly.

Luo Xingchen was startled, and turned his head to look to the right. The mysterious man in the black windbreaker stood beside him at some point. His black eyes looked coldly at the leopard-print man in front of him. They all exude a murderous atmosphere.

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"small theater"

Mo Jingyan obtained enough mana from Luo Xingchen's blood, and finally he was able to get rid of the cat body and appear on the stage in the image of a human.

However, in order to make a good impression on his future wife, he must hold back, hide in the dark, and wait for the best time to appear.

The time for the hero to save the beauty finally came, Mo Jingyan couldn't wait to rush out, exuding a strong aura of dominance all over his body.

Luo Xingchen felt the strong aura around him, and couldn't help but look towards Mo Jingyan.

Mo Jingyan's heart beat like a drum: He is looking at me, he is still looking at me, you have to hold on, your face is tense, I can't collapse my image as a high-cold bully!