hearse drift

Zhu Yi took the key and ran to the third floor in disbelief, and ran back a minute later, slapped the side like a cabbage beaten by Shuang, and stopped talking.

They are probably the most standard... three cobblers, Zhuge Liang stinks to death.

Zhu Yicheng couldn't figure it out, "The key is not deformed, so why can't it be unscrewed the second time?"

"There is something in the keyhole. After the key is inserted once, the keyhole will automatically change." Xie Baiyuan lifted the quilt as if he was going to get out of bed, but Fang Li pushed it back.

"Lie down a little longer." Fang Li's expression was serious, like an old father who had his heart broken.

Xie Baiyuan smiled, feeling that every time he was sick, Fang Li would always act more proactively, so he obediently and obediently retracted his legs, and didn't even go after Zhu Yi for wasting the opportunity by their private actions thing.

This Zhuge Liang seemed to be able to handle it with ease: "If it is invalidated, it will be invalidated. Since you have entered once, there are ways to enter again."

Very good, upon hearing this sentence, Fang Li heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart sank completely.

It's just that if the aborigines in the villa heard this sentence, they might be so angry that they would be haunted.

"This is the master's diary. We haven't read it yet." Fang Li looked at him, with four pairs of longing eyes hidden behind him.

Xie Baiyuan: "..." He pushed the old notebook, "Let's read."

The master's diary was a thick one, and they picked a few pages and began to read it.

The weather on October 10 was fine.

At the suggestion of Dr. Colin, our family moved to this island for retreat.

The sun is shining and I believe it will be off to a good start.

October 10th was cloudy.

We were back on dry land for our last recent purchases, and Delia brought back a young butler who he said was Job, a stranger from out of town.

Anne seems to like him very much, which is also good, Anne has someone to take care of, and I have more time to concentrate on completing my creation.

Thunderstorm on October 10.

It was raining again, and that nightmare was still in my head... How did I see myself pick up the ax and chop Delia and Annie to pieces?They are my dearest people, and I will never hurt them.

But my right hand seems to be out of my control, it is like an independent entity with its own thoughts.

December 12 was a sunny day.

Delia and I had an argument last night and she said there was a spirit in the house and that it was watching her.

God, why can't this lovely girl be considerate and considerate of me? I'm short of funds, and my hair is graying due to the pressure. Now I'm standing with her beautiful, how can I look like a couple?

Last week we took another boat trip back to land, and some girls even saw Delia and Job as a couple.

Seeing them talking and laughing, I felt extremely bitter in my heart, and the devil named jealousy was eroding my heart.

December 12 was cloudy and rainy.

I hit Delia, and just now, my unruly right palm fell on her face, and her hot tears scalded my palm.

But this is not my original intention, how could I hurt my most beloved person?

It's all Job's fault, he's seducing Delia, and he's trying to abduct my precious daughter, Annie.

I want to hide them.

On December 12, the rain poured down.

I am not me anymore.

The diary ends on this day.

The male protagonist's handwriting became wilder and unruly as it went further, and the last sentence "I'm not me anymore" was written like ghostly symbols, which was difficult to read.

This was not just caused by panic, it was more like—"Maybe the master is right, his right hand is out of his control." Fang Li guessed.

Xie Baiyuan moved his fingers: "Well, according to the diary, the master suspected that his wife was unfaithful to him, and after beating the mistress, he said that he would hide them..."

Zhao Xiaotong snorted coldly: "If you don't trust me, don't tell me, you will still be violent. I look down on anyone who beats a woman."

Only Gu Feng was a married man present, so Zhao Xiaotong simply used Gu Feng as an example: "Look at our Feng... brother." She swallowed the word "uncle" around the tip of her tongue, "Brother Feng and his wife They also quarreled, and the two of them just quarreled for a few words at most, did you ask Brother Feng if he ever fought?"

Gu Feng said: "Well, but I finally saw with my own eyes that she hugged a student from college."

When he said this, the top of his head looked greener than Zhu Yicheng's green grassland.

Zhao Xiaotong choked for a moment, and forcibly smoothed things over: "Even so, Brother Feng has never done anything, a man with a good manners and culture never does anything to his wife."

Xinxin looked at them with sly eyes, reminding everyone that there is still a child present here, and they cannot discuss topics that are not suitable for children.

Xie Baiyuan said: "If 'hiding' is the clue, then we have to find Delia and Annie first."

No matter what their bodies have become after ten years, they have to find the person first.

"Also, do you still remember the hands that cut people in the woods yesterday?"

Fang Li nodded: "Remember, that hand holds an ax—"

His voice stopped abruptly because he thought of the line in the diary "I raised the ax and chopped Delia and Annie to pieces.

Fang Liyou was like a blessing to his heart: "Which hand belongs to the master?"

Xie Baiyuan: "It should be."

"But what about Job, the housekeeper?" Zhu Yicheng pointed out hastily, "According to what's written in the diary, if the master wants to take revenge, Job should be the first one to suffer, right?"

However, not long ago they suspected that Job was still on this island, preparing food for everyone.

Xie Baiyuan rubbed his chin with his fingertips, thinking for a moment, "Maybe there are other factors, such as..."

Fang Li: "For example?"

Xie Baiyuan said: "I don't know, let's talk about it later. First find some props and open the door."

They were discussing countermeasures upstairs when there was a noise downstairs.

Several people rushed downstairs, Fang Li went down with Xie Baiyuan, holding his hand vaguely.

After Xie Baiyuan realized it, he glanced at him: "Actually, I'm not that weak."

Fang Li withdrew his hand abruptly.

Xie Baiyuan smiled, grabbed his hand, inserted his fingers into his, and interlocked with his.

"If necessary, it's okay to be weak." When he said this, half of Xie Baiyuan had already stuck to Fang Li's body.

Fang Li didn't speak, but nervously and awkwardly touched his ear with his free left hand, it was extremely hot there.

Those who went downstairs first had already seen the scene downstairs.

Five people gathered around the dining table, two standing, two lying down, and one sprawled out.

The two lying down are foreign friends and Xiao Huangmao, and the one lying on the ground is Tong Shuchen, a pregnant woman.

Their whole bodies were swollen, as if they had been soaked in water for several days and nights, their skin was festered, and pus even leaked out.So much so that Fang Li and the others almost didn't recognize who these two were.

There were several plates of food on the dining table, including half-eaten bread.

"Where did you get the bread?" Zhao Xiaotong asked.

The short-haired girl covered her mouth, her face was very ugly: "The kitchen, the kitchen."

This group of people is also big-hearted, and they dare to eat ready-made bread in the kitchen.

"Didn't we eat the vegetables in the kitchen before, we thought it was okay..."

"The bread is fine," Xie Baiyuan said, "The problem is honey."

Honey……

There was indeed an open jar of honey in the corner of the table.

The long-haired girl brushed her sideburns and recovered her composure from the panic. "Honey is poisonous. It's true that only the two of them ate honey."

Six little soldiers stabbed the hornet's nest; the bee came and had nowhere to hide, and there were only five of the six.

The bread was freshly baked, but whoever did it can't be sure, maybe it was Job hiding somewhere on the island, maybe it was someone else...

The same is true for honey, whoever put it, can't tell.

Fang Li looked at Xie Baiyuan and found that his gaze was on Tong Shuchen again.To be precise, it was on Tong Shuchen's stomach.

Fang Li also took a few glances, and a thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't have time to catch it.

After much deliberation, his biggest feeling is: every pregnant woman is a great mother, this great mother is already very good, after so much tossing in the dungeon, the child in her belly didn't respond at all.

The death of two companions made everyone lose their spirits.

Especially the little yellow hair who was laughing and laughing with them last night, and today it has swollen into a blind ball.

Zhu Yicheng rummaged through the props, and sighed after flipping through them twice.

Zhao Xiaotong glared at him: "Stop moaning and moaning, people who always sigh will make good luck miserable."

"Do we still have good luck?" Zhu Yicheng sighed again, "Oh, you don't understand, although we met each other by chance, we were all pulled in by this bad car for eight lifetimes, and we finally got to talk A few words will soon make friends, and it will be cold if you say it is cold."

Zhao Xiaotong paused for a while, as if he was directly hit by his words, he also sighed.

Xie Baiyuan and Fang Li were rummaging through the cabinets. Seeing Fang Li's absent-minded look, he pretended to ask casually, "What are you thinking about?"

Fang Li seemed to hesitate for a moment, but decided to ask clearly: "That Jenny, I chatted with him this morning when I untied him from the rope."

Xie Baiyuan couldn't hear anything unusual in his tone: "Oh? What did you talk about?"

Fang Li: "It's nothing. He asked me if I want to play the dungeon with him. I refused. He also showed me his bag, which contains hundreds of tickets."

"Isn't it usually one person, one ticket? Even if you collect it intentionally, it's hard to collect so many tickets, right?"

What he couldn't figure out was this, and Xie Baiyuan murmured beside him without answering.

"You made the right choice."

Fang Li was staring at him, waiting for this sentence suddenly, he held back for a while, and said a word: "Huh?"

"You rejected him and chose me." Xie Baiyuan squinted his eyes, abruptly speaking this extremely normal sentence as if Fang Li had made a choice about a lifelong event.

"As you said, under normal circumstances, one person has one ticket. After clearing low-level dungeons many times, someone will always have a dozen or twenty tickets from newcomers—mostly collected from the seventh carriage. At this time, if someone is willing to pay a high price for acquisition, there will always be someone willing to sell.”

Xie Baiyuan stopped here and sneered: "If it wasn't him who died today, I still think he has some skills."

Fang Li let out a long sigh, Xie Baiyuan's words can be summed up in one sentence, which probably means that he met a RMB player.

Although RMB players have money to open a small hook, they can't stop him from cooking.