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Everyone was not surprised by Chen Zhou's death.

After he came back from the cemetery yesterday, his whole state was obviously abnormal. Gu Feng was living next door to him, and he heard him knocking on the wall in the middle of the night.

Fang Li thought of what happened to him last night, and guessed that Chen Zhou probably encountered the same situation as himself last night.

But the other party neither has Xie Baiyuan as a big boss by his side, nor does he have the so-called virgin body that can exorcise ghosts.

Fang Li touched his little heart, full of happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

After changing his clothes and going downstairs, Fang Li found the housekeeper appeared. It was raining outside, and he was talking to Xie Baiyuan with a big black umbrella in his hand.

Fang Li went to the kitchen, ready to fulfill his promise yesterday and make a bowl of ginger soup for Xie Baiyuan.

In the kitchen, Gu Feng was busy in front of the boiler wearing an apron.

Seeing Fang Li coming in, he greeted him with a smile, said he was cooking porridge, and asked Fang Li if he would like some.

Fang Li was a little curious, he said, "Didn't the maid prepare breakfast?"

Gu Feng said with a smile: "These days, they prepare fried eggs every day, and Xinxin doesn't want to eat them. I'll cook some millet porridge for her to nourish her stomach."

Gu Feng is a very typical daughter slave, especially after getting on the train, he only wants to make Xinxin safe and sound.

Fang Li chatted with him once before and learned that Xinxin suffers from severe congenital thalassemia.When they first met on the bus, Gu Feng was taking Xinxin to the hospital.

Severe congenital thalassemia like Xinxin has no medicines to treat it. Only regular blood transfusion and iron removal can control the impact of the disease on her growth and development.

His daughter's illness has always been an obsession in Gu Feng's heart, and it was this obsession that made him board this train.If he is lucky enough to survive to the end, he can completely heal his daughter's illness by taking the train.

So from all perspectives, Fang Li really didn't know for a while whether the train was making people more desperate, or giving people hope in a desperate situation.

The aroma of porridge escaped, Fang Li's stomach growled, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Give me some, Xie Baiyuan and I."

When Fang Li walked out of the kitchen with porridge and ginger soup, Xie Baiyuan had finished chatting with the butler, and was sitting quietly at the dining table, looking from a distance, like a gorgeous medieval oil painting.

"What did you tell the butler?" Fang Li sat down beside him and handed him the bowl: "Millet porridge and ginger soup, the millet porridge is cooked by Gu Feng, but the ginger soup is made by me."

Xie Baiyuan took it, sipped it, and said with a smile: "I asked him to do something."

Fang Li wanted to ask something, but was attracted by An Wen, the maid in the corner of the restaurant.

On weekdays, the maids in the villa all wore uniform white clothes, and they stood in a row while the guests were dining, but An Wen suddenly changed into a bright green dress today, and her sense of presence suddenly increased a lot.

What made Fang Li feel a little creepy was the way An Wen looked at him with resentment, as if he had done something wrong to her.

Fang Li threw this doubt to Xie Baiyuan: "What's wrong with her?"

Xie Baiyuan: "Want to know?"

Fang Li nodded and said, "Think."

Xie Baiyuan waved his hand, motioning for him to move his ears closer.

Fang Li did as he did, and Xie Baiyuan whispered something in his ear, which made his ears turn red instantly: "Of course she was angry when you wet the bed on her clothes last night."

Fang Li touched his ears and was startled. For a moment, he didn't know whether to tell the maid that I'm sorry about what happened last night, or to lament that even the maid in this villa is the one who wants to kill him. npc.

Dou Bing sat across the dining table, he looked more absent-minded today than yesterday, when he cut an egg with a knife and fork, he almost poked the back of his hand with a fork.

"The fifth day," Xie Baiyuan said suddenly, his casual tone seemed to be talking to himself, "There are two more days, and there will be an art exhibition in the villa."

Dou Bing threw away the tableware, glanced at him without saying a word, then turned around and hurried upstairs.

When he went up, Fang Li couldn't hold back anymore, "When is the right time to complete the task?"

"I'm not sure," Xie Baiyuan said, "Maybe it will be two days later, or just tonight."

Fang Li sighed, "Okay."

He also knew that asking Xie Baiyuan would not give a definite answer to this question. After all, Xie Baiyuan is powerful, but it is the train that controls the direction of the dungeon.

Xie Baiyuan didn't touch the fried eggs on the plate, he drank up the porridge and ginger soup in the bowl, and called Xiaoyuan who was playing rock-paper-scissors with Xinxin.

With her hands behind her back, Xiaoyuan stared straight at him with her jet-black pupils.

Xie Baiyuan took out the doll they picked up in the escape passage yesterday from behind. Although the sewage on it had been dried by Fang Li with a clean towel, the doll's mutilated stomach could not be repaired.

But Xiaoyuan didn't mind at all, she kissed the doll's face like a lost and found treasure, and held the doll in her hands, refusing to let go.

Xie Baiyuan pressed her shoulder, pointed to Fang Li and said, "He found your doll for you, do you have anything to say?"

Fang Li met Xiao Yuan's eyes, he was a little apprehensive about those lifeless eyes.But Xiaoyuan was still well-behaved and polite, she lowered her head slightly and said to him, "Thank you brother."

Xie Baiyuan said: "I don't want to know your two secrets anymore, I will ask you a question now, you just need to answer my question."

Madoka didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Xie Baiyuan also looked at her without blinking, and he said, "Where are your brothers?"

"Hush——" Xiaoyuan suddenly came over this time, and said in a low voice, "My brothers are all in the room, and they are all sleeping! You must not wake them up."

Xie Baiyuan smiled: "Okay, I see."

Xiaoyuan happily jumped up and down to find Zhao Xiaotong. She seemed to be much closer to Zhao Xiaotong than to other people because Zhao Xiaotong shared snacks with her on the first day.

"She said her brothers are all in the house?" Goosebumps appeared on Fang Li's back, "Are we going to find them?"

"No," Xie Baiyuan said, "With Dou Bing here, we don't need to look for them, they will come out by themselves."

Fang Li still didn't understand what this meant. On the second night, when night fell and everyone was sitting around the dining table eating, there was a sudden sound of thud, thump, thump, thump, thump, from above their heads.

Fang Li originally thought it was Xiaoyuan running in the corridor, but after a while, there was another booming sound, this time the sound was very chaotic, it sounded like seven or eight people were running around above their heads at the same time.

Zhao Xiaotong couldn't sit still anymore, she put down her chopsticks, "What's upstairs?"

Xie Baiyuan glanced at her: "Do you want to go and see?"

"...That's not enough." Zhao Xiaotong thought of all the weird things in this villa, and immediately withered, "But I don't know what it is, and I panicked when I heard it."

"Let's go up and have a look together." Xie Baiyuan wiped his mouth gracefully, called Shangfangli, and got up to go upstairs.

Gu Feng also quickly got up and hugged Xinxin, "I'll go too."

The art exhibition is supposed to be held tomorrow, and there is a strange noise at this time, who knows what will happen, it's better to hold a group with everyone than to stay downstairs alone.

One person thought otherwise.

Dou Bing sat motionless on the chair, and he said: "You guys go... I don't want to go up, I just sit downstairs and wait for you."

Xie Baiyuan looked at him for a long time, Fang Li thought he was going to say something, but unexpectedly he just said two words: "As you like."

When everyone came to the third floor, they found that the sound of thump, thump, thump was still lingering above them.

"Is there a loft in the villa?" Fang Li asked.

Xie Baiyuan said: "It should be, let's look for it separately."

The footsteps above their heads never stopped, and finally they found a narrow stairway in the mistress' bedroom.

The entrance to the passage was hidden behind the closet, and a few people held flashlights and walked up to the attic lightly.The higher you go, the louder those noises get.

As soon as he entered Fang Li, he was almost retched by the rotten smell. This smell reminded people of dead things that had rotted for a long time, and Fang Li suddenly had some bad associations.

Xinxin turned her head away in fear, and huddled in Gu Feng's arms. Gu Feng hugged her tightly and pressed her body firmly against the wall.

"Hey," Zhao Xiaotong reached out and slapped his nose, disgusted, "What's the smell?"

Xie Baiyuan didn't speak, just took the flashlight from Fang Li and shone it on a certain corner of the attic.

There were some sundries in the attic, and where the light of the flashlight shone, everyone saw a row of shocking coffins.

Those coffins are very small and miniature, and they can only hold children as young as five or six years old.

"I found it." Xie Baiyuan said softly, "It should be these."

The sound of thud thud stopped abruptly, and the air was so quiet that Fang Li could even hear the beating of his own heart in his chest.

The number and size of these coffins correspond to the story of the twelve brothers. Counting from left to right, there are a total of twelve small coffins, no more, no less.

Fang Li even boldly guessed that eleven of these coffins might contain young corpses that had been completely decomposed, but there was still one coffin that was empty, which belonged to Benjamin.

Those thumping sounds should be Madoka's "sleeping brothers" running above their heads.

Why do the dead come out to move around?Unless they're here to take No.12.

This thought flashed through his mind, and Fang Li exclaimed: "No, Dou Bing is below!"

Both Zhao Xiaotong and Gu Feng didn't know the story of the Twelve Brothers, so they didn't understand Fang Li's sudden panic.

Zhao Xiaotong asked: "What happened to Dou Bing?"

Fang Li didn't have time to explain to her, because he had already heard the sound of footsteps that stopped suddenly just now, and this time the source of the sound was downstairs!