I'm on the big guy cookbook

The rainy night is endless.

The cobwebs drooped in the silent empty house, and the dust and torn cloth decorations were black stained.

The uninterrupted sound of rain and thunder was distracting and nerve-wracking, and the sound of cautious, trembling panting echoed in the empty room.

After the final decision, a team of ten people who said no more, said less, with Neil and Beard walking at the front, the painter and the forest ranger at the end, and Francis unexpectedly went to the middle.

A group of people are going to go downstairs to search for clues about the owner of the villa.

Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks.

They gripped the chair tightly with both hands to remove the wooden stick, and looked around vigilantly, for fear that something would suddenly pop out from the dark corner.

When they passed the living room and went around to the dining room, when they were about to use a kitchen knife as a weapon, there was a sudden movement under the dining table covered with a long tablecloth.

"Ah!! There's something under the table! Run!"

The team immediately became chaotic, a man screamed and was about to leave the team and run away, but was grabbed by the collar by the quick-sighted forest administrator!

Neil and the bearded man who were walking in the front were also frightened, but then they quickly realized that something was wrong.

The tablecloth was shaking all the time, as if someone was trembling with fear from inside.

The voice he made didn't sound like a rich businessman, but it sounded like a few men from his hometown who ran down before.

Coupled with the fact that a muddy shoe was exposed through the gap in the tablecloth, Neil was sure that it was them!

Damn, scare labor and management...

Neil, who had relaxed, shouted to the back of the noisy line: "Don't be afraid, it's not a ghost, it seems to be a human."

"...Yes, it's a human!"

The trembling bearded man regained his strength for a moment and took a deep breath. The relieved nerves caused his temples to throb. After he finished speaking, someone closed his eyes and howled, and the bearded man who had never lost his temper yelled at the back:

"It's a fart, it's said to be human, can you stop being like a stinky mouse that has been pinched off! Damn, it makes my head hurt."

What annoys him the most is that fussing is useless and disturbing other people's waste!

It's rat shit!

Seeing that his face was flushed with anger and his eyes were bloodshot, Neil knew that the bearded man was quite frightened, so he took a step forward and slowly picked up the tablecloth with the wooden stick in his hand.

Under the dusty tablecloth, there were four shivering men tightly squeezed together.

When the tablecloth protecting them was lifted, four buried men from the same village raised their heads, their scarlet eyes fixed on Neil, their faces twisted and twisted and full of fear, for a moment, they were scarier than ghosts!

What the hell!

Neil's hands trembled, making their staring backs cold, and he almost called Francis to give them an 'Amaterasu'

Even so, they are only human.

It's human... that's fine.

Neil swallowed, and called them out: "Come out, it's us."

The four people found that it was not the evil ghost who wanted to kill them, but the young man from before. Their complexion improved a little, and they crawled out with stiff hands and feet. Neil and the bearded man supported them, and it took a long time to drag all four of them out.

One of them collapsed and grabbed Neil's hand, his eyeballs protruded, as if he couldn't bear the huge blow, he said quickly and inarticulately:

"The corpse of the rich, rich businessman stood up?"

"He's scary..."

"Woo, the corpse, the corpse can talk and walk... I obviously, I clearly saw the other side of the corridor through the hole in his chest... Ugh!"

The man arched his back and retched, but nothing came out.

But Neil and the others were horrified by his description and got goosebumps.

Afraid of irritating him, and wanting to know the follow-up, Neil asked as gently as possible: "Then, what about the rich businessman? Did you see where he went?"

"The rich businessman... the four of us escaped and hid here, as if we heard him knocking on the door upstairs, and then..." The man's expression was confused for a moment, and his tone began to hesitate, "I don't remember it later, I just I remember that I was very scared, we huddled together and didn’t dare to make a sound, we thought we were going to die, but we met you.”

Well.

The thread is broken again.

I thought they could avoid wealthy businessmen, but now it seems that they need to be vigilant from room to room.

Neil sighed, comforted them casually, distributed wooden sticks to them, and asked them to stand in the middle of the safer team.

"Let's go, we have to continue."

A group of people sighed and walked forward.

I didn't want to come down at first, but I couldn't persuade the painter to follow her girl, holding the cross and complaining non-stop.

At first she was very quiet, and everyone didn't like to pay attention to her. Later, everyone was frightened by the four fellow villagers who were hiding. After a false alarm, the girl's complaints became louder.

She began to accuse Neil of being a hero and leading them to death, accusing the four fellow countrymen of not being scary in hiding, accusing the painter of following them despite her own will, and even complaining that her best friend Ansel insisted on coming to this wretched place.

The woman's sharp voice was pinched thinly, a pimple was frowned between her brows, her eyebrows were raised, and she looked at people fiercely from bottom to top. From time to time, the corners of her mouth twitched coldly to match her emotions, or turned down to express disdain.

Screams of resentment were like an awl piercing the head from the ear, and the men in the team gritted their teeth patiently.

At first, the painter comforted her in a gentlemanly manner, but later he simply turned a blind eye and avoided seeing her in annoyance.

This made the girl even crazier, she threw away Ansel who came to hold her hand.

He pointed at Neil with a weird voice, and then pointed at Francis who deliberately downplayed his own existence and was only in charge of watching the show: "You are all crazy! Crazy! You are all going to die sooner or later after listening to a pervert who deserves to be burned to death." !"

Neil, who was lying on the gun, was shocked: Who?Who did she say was a pervert?I?

Grass!

Close the door and let Aris go!

Neil was so angry that his head hurt, but Francis didn't even raise his eyebrows by a millimeter. In his eyes, these human beings who are worthless to him are just air.

And the girl kept talking:

"I don't want to go to die with you, I want to go back, I want to get out of here!"

"I--"

"Snapped!"

The forest ranger slapped the barking girl to the ground.

"Damn, have you had enough trouble?!"

"........."

The panic-stricken team suddenly fell silent.

Neal was also taken aback.

With a cold face, the administrator stared at the girl on the ground who was covering her face and wanted to scold her back. With that kind of gaze, the savage expression on the girl's face was frozen.

"I'm going to chop off your head when I hear you cursing me!"

The administrator said in a gloomy voice: "Anyway, in this damn haunted house, it's normal for one or two people to die. Everyone doesn't know who is the lucky one who survived, so I won't spoil you, you know."

"........."

Seeing him, the girl flinched violently, lowered her head and covered her face, not daring to refute, and could only sob softly.

Seeing her like this, there were not many people who sympathized with her. Instead, I felt that the administrator played well.

Damn, this woman's mouth is too stinky!

The administrator looked at Neil with a cold face, then looked at the bearded man, and said, "She doesn't want to follow us, and I don't want to go with this kind of slow-down person. We should divide into two teams and search separately."

The four fellow villagers who had been criticized recovered a little and agreed with the administrator's words very much.

"Why should we put up with her? What time is it!"

"Women are trouble..."

The extravagant team spirit of the impromptu team is simply a dream.

In the face of life-threatening, conflicts continue, and no one is willing to compromise.Neil couldn't help but have one head and two big ones, even the bearded man agreed.

The painter must be separated from the three of them.

"Of course, we're not that heartless."

The administrator grinned and said to the painter, "As long as you leave her behind, we can still walk together."

"........."

"........."

How unfeeling is this?This is obviously killing people!

Neil sucked his teeth, and after the painter was shocked, there was a hint of shake in his eyes.

Neil watched the girl on the ground get up and hug the painter's leg and cry, begging him not to do that.

"I like you, I like you—if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't come to this broken mountain, you can't give up on me, you can't—"

The painter looked embarrassed. What surprised Neil was that when the painter heard this, he looked at the girl next to him, Ansel, with a guilty conscience on his face.

And Ansel avoided his gaze, and said calmly: "I will support you in whatever you do."

Watching the lively Neil's gossip blaze: oh shit~, a love triangle! ?

Sure enough, the 'central air conditioner' is unreliable. I want to warm this one, but I can't let that one go, tsk tsk tsk...

It's better than his family Aris.

Neil looked at Francis' profile and thought to himself, looking at you so dead, no one but me would dare to chase after you.

In the end, the team was divided into two and split into two.

The bearded and admin took the others.

Aside from the personal feelings between the painter and his two female companions, he is a very conscientious person, at least he doesn’t have to be afraid of being stabbed in the back. Because of this, when Neil cast him a begging look, he thought for a moment and let The rich businessman's wife brought their son to join the bearded men, and Francis and himself brought the painter.

So the two teams, one on the left and one on the right, started from the stairs and moved around the two sides of the first floor separately.

"Thank you!"

The painter thanked him sincerely, and Ansel also looked at Neil gratefully.

"Forget it, don't talk so much, just search."

Neil waved his hand. He is not the Holy Mother, but he just thinks that the bearded people may not listen to him. It might be better to choose a teammate who can communicate in this environment.

"I know you are kind, and I will keep it in my heart." The painter looked serious, "Believe me, I will repay you." After finishing speaking, he fell behind and stopped talking.

Neil concentrated on looking at the door in front of him, not minding the good person card.

Because he was busy whispering to Francis:

"Ahem, boss, I will open the door in a while, if someone opens the door to kill you, you must stand up for me!"

Francis looked at him and said suddenly, "Why do you care about them?"

Neil was startled: "Who, the painter?"

Francis said "hmm".

Neil said: "Because he looks reliable, I have a good impression of him. It's safest to have you on our team. It should be no problem to bring them along."

Francis: "..."

Neil: "Aris?"

The handsome face was covered with a layer of ice, and Francis said coldly, "Have I allowed it?"

Neil: "Ah..."

The corners of Francis' lips were raised, and his voice was gentle, but his red pupils warned without a smile: "Neil, Neil, don't forget the contract you signed, you should have the consciousness to understand who the master is, and complete your task , don’t do unnecessary things, you know.”

Favor?

Oh, ridiculous affection!

An inexplicable anger was burning in his chest, which made it difficult for Francis to calm down.

Beasts are all food-protective and stubborn...

Ever since he tasted Neal's blood that day, something has been wrong with him.

Sensing that something was changing, Francis pursed his lips tightly, and without giving Neil a chance to continue speaking, he turned around quickly and stood at the end of the group.

Neil: "..."

... No, uh, why is Aris angry again.

Do vampires also have two days of mania every month?

The ignorant Neil couldn't figure out what he was thinking, he only thought that he hated the painter and others, muttered a few words, took a breath, and kicked the door open with his clenched stick.

"boom--"

Dusty and musty.

In a room without lights at night, the darkness seems to be able to absorb all the light, and there are endless demons lurking.

Everyone stood at the door and swallowed in unison, lit the candles, and walked in lightly.

This is a maid's room.

There are still maids' long skirts hanging on the wall, and the furniture inside is even more simple and obvious enough for them to rummage through.

Neil and the painter exchanged glances, and started to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

As Neil, who has played horror games, he specifically told them to be careful when opening the cabinet.

The two girls who were with the artist turned pale when they heard the words, and they didn't know what they thought of. When they opened the cabinet, they cried and pulled with sticks, and it took a long time to open it.

Seeing that the closet was empty, they sweated heavily.

On the other side, Neil was turning over the desk.He thought that the servants who could work in such a big villa might know how to write, and might have work notes and the like.

After flipping through it like this, he didn't expect to find a small leather book with a big palm!

Neil excitedly unbuttoned the button and opened it to read, only to find that the sentences on it were very short and there was no time. Most of them were about the purchase of ingredients and other accounts. Only a few sentences mentioned the owner of the villa. I don't know if it was the surname or the first name.

It says:

【Since the death of Master Li Pu, the young master has become the master, this family has become more and more difficult】

[The new master's business is very ordinary, and he can be heard cursing at home every day]

[This family is probably going to die, alas, all the servants in the family have been dismissed by him for various reasons, and I am the only one left, I am afraid I will also...]

also what?

Have you been fired too?

Neil squatted halfway in front of the desk, looking at the abruptly stopped notes in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Was Lip the last name or the first name of the owner of the house?

Speaking of the country where he grew flowers in his previous life, of course the surname belonged to Mr. Li and Mr. Wang.

But in foreigners... Neil really doesn't know much about this.

Just when Neil was about to stand up and ask Francis, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the wall under the desk where the wallpaper had peeled off.

The crack marks there are very strange, as if someone carved words with something.

Could it be—a clue? !

Neil's eyes lit up, and he immediately crawled under the table, squinting to read the words on it.

Strange, this doesn't seem to be a diary.

He read it word by word in a low voice:

"I'm watching you...I've been watching you...

When you are afraid, when you read this sentence, this passage, listen carefully, you have my voice in your head.

near,

closer,

I'm so happy to finally meet you.

Call ~

Honey, do you feel me..."

"Do you feel me..."

"I feel... Could this be a love poem..."

After Neil finished reading, he was wondering what he felt when suddenly his left ear felt a little cold.

The small wind was blowing the fine fluff on his ears, making Neil feel uncomfortable all over, and goosebumps appeared all over his neck.

hiss--

Where does the wind come from?

Neil muttered, turning his head to look at his shoulder under the narrow table, the next moment his blue pupils shrank suddenly!The blood flowed backwards all over the body!

It turned out that at some point, the head of a woman whose hair was clotted with blood and whose face could not be seen was silently stuck to his back, and was blowing into his ears one by one. When he turned his head, her face It was tightly attached to the face of the female ghost!

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

The woman blew her head vigorously, and when she realized that Neil had found her, she grinned open her mouth that was stained with meat and reached the corners of her eyes, and 'playfully' breathed out a mouth full of bloody breath at Neil's instantly pale face.

"Whoo~"

"My dear... I, here I am..."

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Call ~

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