I'm on the big guy cookbook

The painter frowned at Francis, dissatisfied and said: "Do you know what you are doing!" It's despicable to hold it in your hand even if you don't like it!

"What behavior?" Francis chuckled, nodded and looked at him, making everyone in front of him shorter than him for no reason. "This is the behavior of the master, and it is the privilege that I should have for my belongings. How I touch, ravage, want or throw away my own things depends on my heart."

"you!"

The painter's face was flushed by the words in Francis' mouth.

Both Reina and Ansel were conservative women in the Middle Ages. When they heard how to touch and ravage, they were shy and overwhelmed.

As for Neil?

His face is also red, cough, red with joy.

"Take care of yourself, Shaoxiao thinks about the treasures in other people's boxes, otherwise things like life will become cheap." Francis said flatly.

As the grand duke of the blood race, not to mention strength, the aura alone has definitely crushed the faces of human beings.

To describe it a bit, the painter is a reckless and youthful boy who has just entered adulthood, while Francis is a powerful adult man who has been involved in the royal family.

There is no way to compare the aura and experience.

When a pair of dark red narrow eyes glanced at the painter's face and the two girls behind him from the corner of the eye, the arc of the eyes seemed to be filled with mockery of the painter's delusion.

"..."

The painter was inexplicably embarrassed by those eyes. He opened his mouth, only to realize that he couldn't say a word.

Killing hearts.

Francis didn't bother to laugh, and didn't give him time to talk. He grabbed a bunch of blond hair on Neil's head and left. Neil followed him with a silly smile like a little wife, and didn't go to see the painter.

"..."

"..."

The room fell silent, leaving behind the painter's rough panting like an angry bull.

Two girls stepped forward to comfort him. Usually the artist would smile and tell them that he was fine and then calm down maturely, but now the artist is not interested in coaxing the girls at all.

Gritting his teeth, he was still unwilling, and followed quickly.

After Lena and Ansel, the plastic sisters, looked at each other, they didn't want to give up even though they knew that the artist's heart was on a man.

On the contrary, they have a little more sympathy for each other.

Ansel sighed: "Let's go."

Lena smiled wryly: "Yes."

The two girls left here arm in arm.

……

The first floor is also dark, with human-high vases and creaking wooden floors, and the complex structure of Western houses is extremely scary on a rainy night with lightning and thunder, as if you can see a ghost when you turn around.

However, in the eyes of Neil, who had just experienced a "stimulation", seeing the familiar scene made him feel relaxed.

and……

Neil looked at his hand holding Francis' clothes, and smiled foolishly.

This is the good thing about secret love, even a little bit of sweetness makes people feel very satisfied, and repeatedly puts the sweet taste in the memory, even if you are sad in the future, you can still remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness.

It's just that the two villains on Neil's head keep fighting.

Villain A said: Look at it, look at it and lick it like a dog!

Villain B said: Why, secret love is like this, you don't know how to lick a dog until the end.

Villain A was furious: Bah, obviously he has nothing.

Villain B: Then let's ask him himself.

Villain A looks at Neil: Say it!

Neil (silly smile): I think B is right.

Villain A: ......... This is promising!

The tangled voice disappeared, and Neil continued to lean against Aris. He made up his mind that as long as Francis didn't push him away, he would keep holding him!

Neil: Now I have locked with him, 502 strong glue lock!

There were footsteps coming from behind, Neil turned his head and glanced at the painters and the others, and ignored the pink bubbles that were happily popping up to himself.

Until they turned near the stairs in the vestibule on the first floor.

There was warm orange light that belonged to candles and kerosene lamps. The light radiated from the ground, reflecting the faces of several men.

Neil recognized it immediately, it was a bearded man.

Such a big event happened to them, and a female ghost was wiped out. They must tell other people to see if there are any missing people in the team, so that they can deduce the identity of other hidden ghosts.

"Let's hurry up."

Neil urged his big brother to move.

The five people creaked and approached the stairs, startling them with the beards.

The bearded man suddenly let out a scream that was louder than a woman being harassed, shaking the house to dust.

Neil was stunned by the yell: "...Your way of welcoming is too warm." Small fans can't just meet big stars with this tone.

"You, you..." The bearded man was still in shock, and he watched the people who were pissing and crawling away next to them for a long time before he stopped screaming, "You're not dead!?"

Neil suddenly realized something was wrong, there were nine of them with big beards, why are there only three left now?

"what happened?"

Neil frowned, and pulled Francis to walk in front of them.

"What about the rest?"

"Others..." the bearded man suddenly covered his face before finishing his sentence, choking with broken cigarettes between his rough fingers, "They're all dead!"

Neil: "..."

The painters who came later stared wide-eyed: "They are all dead?! How did they die?"

They looked around carefully at the light in shock.

Sure enough, besides the bearded man sitting decadently beside the stairs, there was also a man who had just climbed back with soft hands and feet, and the third one was the administrator.

But now he is lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his left hand is empty, and his shoulders are wrapped a little bit with his coat cloth. The blood oozing from the wound had soaked there and the floor below.

The administrator's breathing was weak, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"My God."

Ansel let out a small exclamation.

Neil was silent for a few seconds, took a breath, looked away and asked the bearded man again: "Tell me, you met another ghost... or a rich businessman."

"Not a wealthy businessman."

The bearded man wiped away his tears, sucked on a burning cigarette, and told them with a shaking voice.

It turned out that Big Beard and the administrator relied on the fact that they had more people and had more weapons at the beginning, and there was no drag in the team except for the two mothers and sons, so they felt that they were safer than Neil and the others.

And the mother and son didn't talk too much, which made the bearded man and the administrator, who were the 'leaders', very satisfied.

Everyone whispered something along the way, the administrator was eloquent, and after cheering everyone up with a few words, the atmosphere in the team relaxed a lot.

Especially the four fellow villagers who came up behind, their panic gradually relaxed, and in order to seek protection, they clinged to the bearded man and the administrator and praised them all the time with words with a strong accent.

The bearded man smiled on the surface as if he had nothing to do, but in fact he felt extremely comfortable in his heart, not to mention the gangster-like forest administrator, he immediately said: "Don't worry, I will protect you!"

The four men from the same country were very grateful, their smiling faces twisted, and they looked weird.

In this enthusiastic atmosphere, a team of nine people searched the storage room on the right side of the first floor.

Everyone looked around for a long time, and two rooms were opened, but the portraits were all smeared on people's faces on purpose, and they couldn't tell what they looked like. Some notebook paper was also broken into slag, and the ink marks had almost oxidized.

"Just search here."

They stopped, held their weapons, and opened the door vigilantly with wooden sticks.

squeak--

The damp door screamed hoarsely, and the rotten smell inside rushed straight to the door, and many people retched from the smoke.

"It's the food storage room of the villa."

The bearded man held back his nausea and looked back and said to everyone.

"That stinks too..."

Someone complained.

The four people from the same township didn’t know why, and said with embarrassing expressions: “Food is that kind of thing. When it’s good, it’s delicious and sweet. After it’s rotten, it rots wherever it can touch. The place... just get used to it."

The administrator cursed and spit, and led people in to search.

The storage room used to be a place to put meat, vegetables, fruits, grains, and other sundries in the house. Once the things were rotten, the ground was sticky and sticky, and the soles of the shoes seemed to be drawn when lifted.

"vomit."

The touch made the administrator retch again, and the four people from the same village surrounded him attentively and patted him on the back.

The bearded man felt that this broken place was disgusting, and he couldn't let go of such a good clue. After all, only rich people could afford to live in the villa, and some things of the villa owner should be custom-made.

If there is an old thing that has survived, it may have a name engraved on it.

But unfortunately, they found nothing after searching the house. The mother and son found a cellar door from the middle of the ground.

After the search failed, the bearded man proposed to go down and have a look, and they would leave if there was nothing, and the administrator agreed.

They pried open the cellar, let the smell out for a while, and waited until the candles could not be extinguished, the bearded man and the administrator took the lead to take everyone down.

The stench in the cellar was even more pronounced, the bearded man thought unbearably, it was the same as the smell of a person who had been dead and rotted for a year.

Originally...he just thought so.

But the bearded man didn't expect that the four fellow villagers in the team suddenly screamed that there was something in the corner of the cellar, and the bearded man immediately called the administrator to look.

Orange flickering candles danced in the dark space.

In a daze, the bearded man and the administrator saw a pile of hills piled up, and when they got closer to look, they found——

"What's that?" Neil asked.

The painter's expression became serious: "Is it a trap?"

"Trap?" The bearded man grinned at Neil and the painter with thick, chapped lips and dull pupils, "It would be great if it was a trap..."

When he and the administrator went up to look at it, they realized that it was a pile of corpses.

One, two, three... four, five...

The corpses were neatly stacked, but the one on top seemed to have climbed up and got down on its own, with a strange sense of satisfaction in its posture.

The bearded man grasped the administrator's arm, and the two tremblingly looked at the face of the corpse.

The one at the top is very familiar, a wealthy businessman.

The ones at the bottom... are also very familiar, they are the four men from the same town...

The four of them are all dead!

The bearded man's blood was flowing backwards, his head was buzzing, and cold sweat was dripping down. He didn't dare to look back at the four fellow villagers standing behind him, but he couldn't help but recall the conversation between them and those four people:

[Where is the rich businessman?Did you see where he went? 】

【Rich businessman... The four of us escaped and hid here, as if we heard him knocking on the door upstairs, and then...?I don’t remember it later, I just remember that I was very scared, we hugged together and didn’t dare to make a sound, thinking we were going to die...]

Now that the bearded man thought about it, if he didn't remember anything, they must have died at that time! ! !

Before he and the administrator could react from the great panic, the sound of boots stamping on the ground fell closely behind them.

A few people with thick accents sighed apologetically behind the bearded administrator: "I'm sorry...you saw it too, right? After a few hours, it rotted..."

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