Thousands of demons fell for me

Several people walked along the narrow passage, climbed the stairs at the end of the passage, and arrived at the gate of the mansion.

The fountain filled with multicolored stones moved one meter to the right, and the exit of the underground cell was located where the fountain was originally located.

Qian Xiaoyu's life is at stake. According to Zhao Shiyun's words, it is very likely that he wants to end the other party's life in the same way as his own death.

Luo Xingchen returned to the mansion, climbed up to the second floor, and rushed to the room where the wire ropes and restraints were installed.

As soon as he opened the door, Qian Xiaoyu was indeed tied to the restraint in the middle of the room. The slender steel wire snare was wrapped around his neck, and his head might be cut off at any time.

Jia Qingyi's parents were also in the room. They squeezed each other's hands tightly, and sat together, huddled in the corner, with tangled expressions on their faces, both frightened and worried.

Seeing that the person standing at the door was Luo Xingchen, Qian Xiaoyu's nervous expression finally eased a bit.

The old couple also stood up immediately. The man rushed forward and grabbed the yellow string on the top of the wire ring with his hand, while the woman stood by, looked at the people at the door, and yelled in panic. Said: "You all don't come here, if you come here again, I will kill him."

In order to avoid irritating the other party, Luo Xingchen could only stop at the door.

"You don't need to do this anymore." Luo Xingchen said softly, "Zhao Shiyun's ghost has been eliminated."

"What about my son?" the old woman asked eagerly, "She promised me that if she kills this man, she will return her son to us."

Luo Xingchen was silent for two seconds, but decided to tell the truth.

"He's already dead." Luo Xingchen whispered, "The body is in that wheat field."

"You're talking nonsense." The old woman clenched her clothes tightly with her fingers, trembling with excitement, "I don't believe it."

"It's true, Aunt Jia." Xu Changling took a step forward with a serious expression, "That female ghost admitted it herself, and I heard it too."

"No, it shouldn't be like this!"

The old woman collapsed to the ground, covered her face with her hands, and began to cry bitterly.

In fact, she had thought of such a result a long time ago, but she just didn't want to accept it, so she hesitated all the time and failed to kill Qian Xiaoyu.

The man on the side let go of the string, squatted down, and hugged the woman's shoulders, tears welled up in his eyes, and made a "woo woo" sound from his mouth, as if to comfort her.

The old couple's woman's name is Li Shaoxin, and the man's name is Jia Youtie. Three days ago, they went to the manor with their son to see their future daughter-in-law. Unexpectedly, they were stunned by the drug Zhao Shiyun put in the food. found locked up.

Jia Youtie was furious for a while, scolded Zhao Shiyun a few words, and then the woman cut off her tongue with a knife.

The morning before yesterday, Zhao Shiyun took Jia Qingyi away, saying that she was going to prepare a welcome ceremony for the new fiancé, but someone rang the doorbell at noon, and they never saw Jia Qingyi again after that.

"Even if something bad happened to my poor child, I would take him home whole and whole."

While crying, Li Shaoxin staggered out of the room, and Jia Youtie followed closely beside her.

Looking at the backs of the old couple, Luo Xingchen couldn't help but sighed. If they found Jia Qingyi's mutilated body, he might be even more broken.

He went into the house, cut the rope with a blade, and released Qian Xiaoyu from the restraint.

"What should we do now?" Qian Xiaoyu asked with lingering fear.

"Go to Zhao Shiyun's room." Luo Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Maybe I know what the computer login password is."

He went down to the first floor with others, entered Zhao Shiyun's room, sat down at the computer desk, and entered the unlock password on the login interface: zhaoshiyun, which is the pinyin of Zhao Shiyun's name.

After pressing Enter, I successfully boarded in.

Because of the misleading by the fake Zhao Shiyun, he always thought it was Zhao Shiyun's bedroom.

But from Zhao Shiyun's implied words in the underground cell, it can be heard that this bedroom actually belongs to Ji Wenshu, and the password prompt on the computer should also refer to Ji Wenshu's beloved.

Qian Xiaoyu thought of the hundreds of surnames he had tried back then, and complained angrily, "She used her own name as a password, is this woman a narcissist?"

The wallpaper on the computer screen is a group photo of a man and a woman. The woman leans gently on the man's shoulder. Both of them have happy smiles on their faces, and they look very close.

Although the details have been well processed, upon closer inspection, it can still be found that this wallpaper is actually a collage of two separate photos.

The woman in the photo was Zhao Shiyun, and the man Luo Xingchen had never seen before. Presumably it was Ji Wenshu that Zhao Shiyun had mentioned.

Luo Xingchen was just about to use this computer to communicate with the outside world, but the computer screen suddenly flickered, and the screen went completely black in an instant.

"What's going on? Broken?"

Xu Changling pulled the big gold chain around his neck, moved his face a little closer anxiously, and slapped the host hard twice.

The lights dimmed and the screen flickered on.

The colorful background on the wallpaper turned into a dark black and white.

The heads of Zhao Shiyun and the man disappeared, and the incision on the neck was bloody.

From the top of the computer screen, streaks of bright red blood flowed down.

"Mom!"

Xu Changling was poking his head out in front of the screen. He took two steps back in fright, fell to the ground, and sat on the edge of the bed with his hands and elbows propped on the edge of the bed to barely stabilize his body.

The others were also frozen in place, unable to move.

Blood flowed on the screen and gathered into a line of blood words.

[My head, give me back my head! 】

This is the third time Luo Xingchen has seen this sentence.

The handwriting was the same three times, full of strong resentment and unwillingness.

The bloody characters lasted for a few seconds, then continued to flow, converging into two new lines of characters, which froze on the screen.

[Give me back your head, and you can leave here. 】

Could it be that it is Nether's obsession to retrieve the lost head?

The photo on the wallpaper is just two headless men.

Zhao Shiyun has already been eliminated, so the only person left with blood can only be Ji Wenshu.

Zhao Shiyun said that Ji Wenshu is in this room.

Luo Xingchen stared at the screen for a moment, stood up, walked to the bed, squatted beside Xu Changling, looked at Xu Changling and said calmly, "Please let me go."

"what happened?"

Xu Changling was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked to the side with a puzzled expression on his face.

Luo Xingchen didn't answer, but took out a sharp blade, drew a circle along the outer edge of the mattress in the middle, and pulled the upper part away forcefully.

"hiss--"

Seeing the horrifying scene in front of them, everyone gasped.

Inside the sponge filling of the mattress was an embalmed male corpse. The head of the corpse had been severed from the neck, and the head was missing.

Next to the body, there is a diary with a red cover.

Sitting on this mattress for the first time, Luo Xingchen felt something strange, there was indeed something inside.

"Princess and the Pea, thank you for finding out."

Qian Xiaoyu's voice was pale and his face was bloodless.

He has also sat on this bed before, and it has not been a short time, so thinking about it makes people creepy.

Xu Changling, who was still sticking to the bedside just now, couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arms.

Luo Xingchen picked up the diary next to the corpse, opened it and began to read it.

The owner of this diary is Zhao Shiyun, who only started recording after meeting Ji Wenshu.

[After being abandoned by my parents, I was always alone, living in a dark world, until Brother Wenshu moved into this manor.

He lives next door to me, and every morning, he would smile at me gently, like the warm sunshine, illuminating my dark world and opening my heart again.

From the first moment I saw him, I knew he was my destiny.

I think he thought so too.

There are only him and me in this mansion, and it belongs to our two-person world.

Sooner or later, he will fall in love with me deeply, and I will become the happiest woman in the world. 】

The first few diaries were full of beautiful longings for love. However, the good times didn't last long. One month later, Zhao Shiyun's mentality changed drastically because of Ji Wenshu's fascination.

[This is no longer our two-person world. Every once in a while, brother clerk will bring different people back to the manor, including men and women.

Always spending a lot of time alone with them, doing something intimate with them, with the biggest smile on my face that I've never seen before, it's a genuine joy.

He has never smiled at me like this, never said a word to me, never even read the love letter I wrote to him with all my heart, even the beeswax on it has never been opened.

I know that I am the only one he really loves in his heart, but I am really jealous. 】

This kind of diary has been written for two full years, and the handwriting is obviously much messier than the first few entries, full of anxiety and restlessness, and each entry is getting more and more serious, the tone is getting more and more desperate, and it seems that it is on the verge of collapse at any time .

The last diary entry was a year ago.

【Today, he brought another beautiful woman in a purple dress back to the manor, pushed her down on the bed, stroked her neck with his hand, and praised her for her beauty.

The woman blushed with embarrassment, pushed him away and wanted to leave the house, but Brother Clerk hugged her tightly from behind, saying that he would let her stay forever.

I was in the next room and witnessed all this with my own eyes. Although I wanted to rush in and question him, I still endured it.

Soon, the woman calmed down, and the little bird nestled snuggly in his arms.

He took that woman somewhere else, out of my sight, and disappeared for three hours, driving me crazy.

I was suddenly a little unsure about his intentions.

I went into his room while he was away, and peeked at his diary, which recorded everyone he brought into the manor, except me.

It turns out that everything is just my wishful thinking, so I can only use my own way to make him stay by my side forever.

When night fell, I quietly walked to his bed, and plunged a sharp dagger into his heart, and he could never wake up again.

I hide his body in the mattress so that he can sleep peacefully with me every night.

I hid his head in another place so he could only keep looking in my direction.

From this moment on, he will always belong to me alone.

As for the obtrusive woman, I left her body in the dark underground, and did some very interesting things, leaving her alone in darkness and solitude, to experience the pain I once suffered.

While disposing of the woman's body, I accidentally lost the key to my room.

But it doesn't matter, I have already moved to the room of the clerical brother, and helped him change the computer wallpaper and power-on password.

In the past two years, I have gradually become interested in what he loves most, and I will continue to do it instead of him.

From now on, we will live happily together. 】

"This woman is crazy!"

You Qingshui felt scared after thinking about it.

Originally, she hooked up with Zhao Shiyun because she thought the manor had good Fengshui, but she didn't expect it to be a haunted house in a haunted house.

In order to avoid missing clues, Luo Xingchen quickly flipped through the blank pages at the back, and on the last page, there was actually a line of blood written with his fingers.

[My head, give me back my head! 】

The handwriting is obviously different from the words in Zhao Shiyun's diary.

On Ji Wenshu's withered fingers, there were also slight signs of wear and tear.

"Speaking of the one who has been staring at this room..." Xu Changling walked to the window, raised his finger and pointed to the distance, "Isn't that the scarecrow?"

Fields of verdant wheat swayed in the chilly evening wind.

The scarecrow stands in the middle of the wheat field, with a sack on its head and a gloomy, sad face.

The ears of wheat were billowing, the sky was dark, the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up slightly, and he smiled strangely.

A few people left the mansion, and as soon as they reached the backyard, Mai Jieke rushed over aggressively from the distant wheat field.