I'm on the big guy cookbook

The people Neil was most suspicious of at first were the bearded man and the man next to him.

Although the bearded man's previous words were flawless, and his expressions and feelings were very real, but... it should be said to be intuition, Neil just thinks he is weird.

It is also doubtful that the two of them can survive from the cellar.

But Neal never doubted the painter.

They have been together all the time, and have the most exchanges, and there are two girls next to him who are jealous of him. From any angle, the identity of the painter is the most real and perfect.

So when Neil called Master Lip, and the painter and the bearded man turned around together, let alone themselves, even Neil was dumbfounded.

The six eyes looked at each other, the surprise and embarrassment on their faces were so synchronized.

Neil: "You..."

painter:"……"

Bearded man: "..."

The expression on the face of the bearded man who knew he was exposed suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Neil with a blank expression.

The painter stiffened for a moment, sighed and wiped his face, his eyes were full of sadness: "Yes, it's us, I didn't expect you to find out."

Neil: "..." I can't tell what it feels like to appear now, the absurdity of this moment is even more terrifying than the fact that my companion is a ghost.

The air fell silent.

The people in front turned their heads strangely and did not leave, and Ansel and Reina at the back naturally stopped in confusion and asked, "What's the matter? Why didn't you leave?"

Before Neil could speak, the painter gave a low laugh first.

"Walk?"

The painter tugged at the corners of his lips, but his eyes were extremely cold, looking at them ridiculously and pitifully.

"We can't go anymore."

"Why, why?"

Reina and Ansel instinctively felt that something was wrong with the painter at this time, so they took two steps back, leaning against Neil and watching him carefully.

"What do you mean."

"Leina, Ansel, don't you remember? We are already dead."

"..." After Lena and Ansel were stunned, some bloody images suddenly flashed in their heads, their bodies trembled, and they shook their heads tremblingly, "No, what kind of joke are you talking about? It's time to stop scaring us—”

"I still don't understand? Then let me make it clearer, so you can recall it, okay?" The painter sighed and pressed his beard that was about to move, oh no, it should be said that he was a wealthy businessman, and then he knelt down and fell to his knees as if struck by lightning The two girls on the ground showed gentle smiles, seemingly explaining to them, but actually speaking to Neil:

"This house is my father's property."

"And my past, speaking of it, is really disgraceful and unhappy."

"once……"

There used to be a beautiful villa built on the hillside with a long history, and a well-known businessman lived here, but the businessman passed away later, and his son inherited his family business and house.

Became the new 'Master Lip'.

Lip was their surname and the name of the businessman's company, which they were proud of and everyone they knew called them.

Master Xin Lipu is a playboy with high eyesight but low hands and a violent temper. After he took over, the company gradually declined. The failure in the business field made him start beating and scolding his wife, children and servants.

The glamorous wife comes from a mediocre family. She dare not refute her husband's beating and abuse, and she dare not protect her son. She always weeps her sorrow to her son, saying that she was cheated by a rich businessman, but she never asks for a divorce.

I only tell the sons who are frequently abused by their fathers to be patient, to be patient...they can't help it, because they may not even be able to eat if they leave the rich businessman, so they can't go against the rich businessman.

The little son once said: Mom, I can endure hardships with you, let's go.

But every time the son said that, the rich businessman's wife stopped talking.

She doesn't want to suffer, and she doesn't want to give up only the superficial scenery.

Otherwise, wouldn't her past patience be useless?

so she can only be silent

The boy said it to his mother once, twice, three times... until the light in the eyes of the bruised and swollen boy disappeared, he looked at his mother as if he understood something, and seemed to obey the misfortune given by fate, and did not mention leaving.

Until one day, things changed...

That day, the rich businessman's face was flushed, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he came back from the outside as if he was extremely angry. After rushing up to the second floor, he yelled at his wife and son who were working as servants below, telling them to go to the study.

Dad must have had another problem with his business.The boy knew very well that they would be beaten soon.

He squatted at the door of the study with his knees in his arms, listening to his mother's wailing and begging for mercy, as well as his father's cursing and swearing. When his mother came out, it would be his turn...

The boy was frightened and numb. He clutched his left rib and thought, the kick he received last time made him almost breathless. This time he must protect his stomach well.

Thinking about it this way, the man found that there seemed to be no sound in the study, it was very quiet, as quiet as if his father was not in there.

He put his ear to listen.

Tiny cries rang out in the study.

Before the boy could listen more carefully, the door opened, and his mother came out with blood on her face and hands.

The boy stared blankly at her, dimly realizing something.

And his mother told him with a smile, let him go to the police station in the village and town, and ask the patrolman to come over. After that, don’t worry about what happens at home. In the future, when parents are not around, you must be strong, don’t trust others easily, and do what you want , the family has enough property, even if the company can't keep it, the rest is enough for him to grow up...

It is rare for the mother who usually only complains not to cry out her despair to a small child. She couldn't see how twisted and forced her smile was, she talked to the boy in a soft voice, and finally touched the dry yellow hair on the top of his head Finally, he urged him: go, call the patrol.

After finishing speaking, she walked into the room again, and a bloody smell rushed to the boy's face as she closed the door.

The little child stood up, pursed his lips and looked at the door quietly for a while, then obeyed his mother's words and left the villa.

That evening, it rained heavily.

The policemen with hats and overcoats braved the heavy rain and went back and forth in the villa, carrying out two dead bodies.

The rich businessman is dead, wounded in the back of the head,

The only time his wife resisted his beating killed him.

The rich businessman's wife also died. She cut her throat with a paper knife, and her trachea protruded.

She had been cowardly all her life, and even the last bravery was to escape. She couldn't bear the self-blame and panic of killing her husband, and she didn't want to be caught as a prisoner and pointed at by others, so she left her child and chose to commit suicide.

And the boy who was abandoned by fate and parents became the new 'Master Lip'.

It's like a black joke that isn't funny and only adds to the disgust.

The only luck is that the boy got a small portion of property, and he was finally able to leave the nightmare-like villa and the city to live and study elsewhere.

"The story should have ended here."

The painter stood up and looked directly at Neil, while the 'big beard' beside him was like melted wax, and the skin smelt and stinky fell to the ground, gradually revealing the face of a blue-faced and grinning evil spirit.

Reina and Ansel, who were kneeling on the ground, stopped crying after remembering the truth of their own death. Their expressions were numb like puppets, their bodies faded and became transparent, and finally disappeared in front of them, blending with the entire empty house .

The narrow and damp corridor was illuminated by lightning, illuminating the four opposing 'persons'.

Neil looked at the melting rich businessman, his eyes hurt and he wanted to retch, so he turned his head and asked the painter, "How did you die? Did you go back to the villa again?"

The painter nodded, "Yes. After graduation, I plan to liquidate the property, sell the house here, and then leave this country to travel and study, and then come back here. Both Reina and Ansel accompanied me back. It turned out that night It was raining heavily and we were trapped in the villa...then I saw my mother, my father, and me."

"..."

"This house has changed from a dead thing to a conscious demon, and it is the culprit. And my parents and the phantom me became the bait for its prey, manipulating ghosts to prey on humans who strayed into this place every rainy night. "

"..."

"Oh, it's ridiculous to say that I didn't leave the villa in time because of my mother's appearance, but my mother didn't recognize me. She took her imaginary son and killed me without mercy..."

"So, Reina Ansel and I became another victim here. As you guessed, we didn't know that we were dead, and we were locked in the house dimly, only on rainy nights. We will follow the ' script', playing himself, tricking humans into feeding this horrible house."

The painter said: "The moment I saw the 'corpse' of the rich businessman, I remembered my childhood and my own death."

"..." Neil frowned slowly. At that time, he saw the trembling arms of the painters onlookers, and thought it was frightened, "So you understood everything so early."

But instead of helping them, or reminding the rest of the living, the painter watched them die.

Thinking of this, Neil turned cold: "You can pretend, no wonder you always make trouble when we are imprisoned by the female ghost!"

The souls of the people who died in the empty house will become the puppets of the empty house, serving the empty house and disturbing the sight and hearing of the living.

"The biggest deception is the three extra people you mentioned at the beginning. Later, Reina caused trouble to disperse the two teams, and separated the living people and mixed them into a group of ghosts to take away. You have been lying to me!"

Neil stared at him, teeth gnawing with hatred.

He co-authored himself to commit the problem of being dark under the lamp!

The painter nodded frankly, "But I said I have a crush on you. You smell very good, and your soul must be very beautiful. I want to let you go, and I want you to stay, so that you have a chance to destroy me." mother, but it doesn't matter, I have long been disappointed in her."

Neil: "Hehe." I believe you!

The painter shrugged: "I'm serious."

He took a step back and smiled at Neil, "I said you are a good person and I will help you, so I won't do anything, but I can't control the other ghosts and this house, but I believe you can get out and end this. Neil Good luck to you~"

After speaking, the painter's body became lighter, and the crooked eyes and lips disappeared following his body.

After he left, the long and narrow corridor suddenly distorted and changed its shape, just like the inside of the intestine, with countless pink flesh and dark blood vessels protruding, and the blood pooled into puddles.

The heads and faces of the dead appeared above and to the sides of Neil and Francis, stretching out slender hands, trying to grab his ankles and shoulders.

"Stay."

"Stay with us...I don't want to stay here alone..."

"Oh, I'm so scared..."

On the bloody wall, the face of the struggling man screamed sharply.

"Hee hee~"

The rich businessman with abstract facial features and an alien body let out a sinister laugh, lay on the ground, and crawled towards them step by step.

"Ah, Aris." Neil watched them swallow, and whispered to the immobile man beside him.

Francis gave a faint "hmm", "It's over, it's time to go back."

"But they..."

"Close your eyes."

"Oh."

Just as Neil closed his eyes, a cold male body with a familiar scent of ink was stuck behind him. He pressed against his back, covering his eyes from behind, his hands in leather gloves covering his eyes.

Even if it blocked his sight, these hands made Neil feel extremely at ease.

An itchy touch ran across his cheek, and Neil knew that it was the long hair hanging from Aris' shoulders when he bent over.

The breeze blows abruptly through this space.

The giggling laughter of the complaining ghosts then turned into howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Neil couldn't see the scene outside, nor could he see the man with blood-colored narrow vertical pupils and sharp fangs in the darkness after the candle was extinguished, embracing him with his back facing the night of lightning, thunder, and heavy rain.

And the pure black flames began to burn everything from their feet quickly and silently.

The black fire is as cold as its owner, but fierce and powerful.

In the eyes of humans, the terrible ghosts and empty houses are just props for his pets to complete the task in front of Francis.

After the test is over, the props can be thrown away.

The handsome vampire was cold and ruthless, and burned down half of the house in the blink of an eye. Countless souls pleaded for mercy and screamed, but he ignored them all.

In the end, when the non-existent empty house was about to be burned to the ground, the figure of the painter appeared, but he did not struggle, but stood in the flames and felt sorry for the well-behaved Neil, whose eyes were covered in Francis' arms. Smile, die completely...

When the twilight reappeared, Neil opened his eyes and saw them standing in the heavy rain. The invisible barrier blocked the rain and drenched them.

Besides them, the only living human being was the man in a trance.

But this man might never be able to recover in the future, and finally become a lunatic, so is this still alive?

Amidst the pattering rain, Neil was depressed and disappointed.

"Nightmare." Francis called out to the night in a low voice.

After a while, the sound of "da da da" horse's hooves resounded in the dark night.

A black carriage with gold-edged roses came from nowhere and appeared in front of them.

The water and soil are burned by the horseshoes, the water turns into white mist, and the soil turns into bright blue light spots wrapped around the horse's feet, which is eerie and beautiful in the dark night.

The lantern hanging from the front of the car wobbled.

The car door was opened, and Percy came down from above wearing a housekeeper's attire, bowed slightly to Francis, and put his palm on his chest.

"Master, please get in the car."

Francis responded, but when he stepped on the steps of the carriage, he suddenly turned around and reached out to the startled Neil.

With black hair and cold skin, scarlet eyes, and a male palm with a family crest ring on his thumb, he came to Neil through the night and pulled him into his world.

"Go back, Neil."

"Aris..."

"Well, you did a good job this time."

"..."

Is that not bad?

The distraught Neil was dragged into the carriage, and the speeding carriage took him away from here and back to Redthorn Castle...

Later, when he received the reward (Francis's blood) from Francis, he learned from Francis that the living people are not counted as them, there is the man who is insane, the administrator, two strange girls and a man who doesn't know anyone man.

They were carefully divided into three waves by the empty house.

The latter are all upstairs, and it’s not like Neil guessed that the upper floor is full of ghosts, but they were all killed and eaten by the empty house shortly after Neil and others left the second floor. people.

Francis: "And the most effective way is to ask all of them to write down the time when they entered the empty house. Except the date of the living is true, other people who have died in the empty house long ago, and the date of the living Time is different."

Neil: "..."

The blond-haired young man listened to Francis' words for a long, long time, holding the small bottle containing a drop of his blood, so hard that his knuckles turned white and his skin was about to be pierced.

Francis thought he would hear Neal swearing at him, accusing him of being cold-blooded, crying and hating himself for being incompetent.

As a result, Neil looked up, his blue pupils shining with determination.

"Next time, I will definitely save everyone! Definitely!"

"........."

Francis paused in his pipe-smoking hand.

Round throat slides.

He stared at the delicate and beautiful male face in front of him, for a moment, he wanted to pinch the other's chin, and use his fangs to bite the mouth that said this sentence!Drain all the blood from him!

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Recently, aunt, Xiuwen is a little late.

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