Leather Player Peekaboo [Unlimited]

"Wife killing, vampire witch, does it mean that after the death of his wife, he will become a vampire witch? Then what role does the missing daughter play?"

After dinner, the player returned to the room led by the male servant. In his own room, Jian Wen and Huo Sheng discussed this issue seriously.

"There are too few clues now, so we have to wait and see." Huo Sheng said, and mentioned the clues of the card, "Chedie is a vampire witch, who seeks life at night, be careful of vampire witches coming in at night."

"The vampire witch sucks life force from the soles of the feet, right?" Jian Wen stood on her feet seriously, "Do you think she can do it if I don't wash my feet?"

Huo Sheng: The real world is obviously a delicate lady, why is she such a rough guy in the game?

Jian Wen said that life is more important than delicacy.

Huo Sheng thought about it, and lay down on the bed with his shoes on.

Jian Wen: "What if she takes your shoes as kimbap?"

Afraid of what would come, Jian Wen suddenly heard the sound of the key turning outside the door when she was in a drowsy sleep.

Is the maid still outside the door?Come in at night and cover him with a quilt?

Jian Wen was thinking in a daze, she was still sleepy and hadn't woken up yet.

The door opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in, so cold that Jian Wen woke up immediately.

He opened his eyes slightly, and saw a woman floating outside the door. He couldn't make out her appearance clearly, but the suspender nightdress on her was very familiar.

Jian Wen was lying on the bed, lying on her back, she could only see the woman's waist when she turned her head slightly. She saw that it was a woman with a big belly, and she stretched her big-size pregnant nightdress tightly. It seemed that her belly was about to give birth. up.

The woman supported her lower back with one hand and her stomach with the other, and went to the bathroom first. There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Is she a human or a ghost?

Jian Wen wanted to get up to have a look, only then realized that she couldn't move.Said it was a ghost press, he was able to open his eyes, and he was able to twist left and right from the neck up. He could see that Huo Sheng, who was sleeping on the right, seemed to be in a more serious condition. His eyeballs were moving rapidly under his eyelids, but he couldn't open them.

It wasn't a ghost pressing the bed, and Jian Wen couldn't get up, and couldn't even open his mouth to speak. His whole body was lying on the bed with limbs stiff as if he had been acupunctured.

Amidst the sound of rushing water, Jian Wen seemed to be hypnotized, unconsciously feeling sleepy, and his eyelids drooped heavily.

When he was awakened by the sudden drop in temperature in the room, he found that the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped at some point, and the room was eerily quiet, with no sound at all.

Jian Wen couldn't help but want to secretly open his eyes to see if the female ghost had left. He lay flat on the pillow, opened his eyes, and there was nothing in front of him.

gone?

Jian Wen turned her head to look, almost scared out of her wits!

The female ghost was lying between him and Huo Sheng, lying on her side, opened her eyes, and was looking at herself!

Jian Wen's frightened heart was beating violently, as if he had run a marathon. He almost jumped out of bed in fright, but his hamstring was still stiff after a snap.

The only thing Jian Wen could do was to close her eyes, turn her head, and keep her head lying flat and up.

The female ghost's gaze was glued to his side face, and Jian Wen's back was covered in cold sweat.

He now knew why the temperature in the room dropped sharply, because the cold female ghost was sleeping next to him, and the temperature in the entire bed dropped sharply.

The female ghost moved closer and closer to him, stretched out her hand to caress Jian Wen's face, a cold breath fell on his face, with a sticky texture, Jian Wen opened her eyes in a jerk, and he lowered his eyes slightly, Just a glimpse of blood.

The female ghost's hands were covered with blood.

Jian Wen opened his eyes, and the female ghost turned over and pressed over. Jian Wen stared at the female ghost with wide eyes, watching her getting closer and closer, her eyes met, and the bloodshot eyes in the female ghost's eyes could be seen clearly.

The female ghost suddenly screamed: "My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts"

The female ghost withdrew her hand, hugged her stomach and screamed, Jian Wen suddenly felt that the sheets under him were wet, and he was a little panicked.

As a single dog who has never given birth and never seen a woman give birth, he can't tell the steps of a pregnant woman giving birth, and now he is at a loss.

What to do, is the female ghost's amniotic fluid broken now, or is it bleeding from a miscarriage?

Could it be that after the child is gone, the madness will kill someone?

Jian Wen's heart beat violently like tens of thousands of beasts running wildly, like an army attacking. He tried hard to move his body, trying to move his fingers one by one. Suddenly, the female ghost's cold hand grabbed Jian Wen's left wrist exposed outside the quilt. , nails pierced into his flesh, the pain made him scream in his heart.

"Ahhhh-"

The pregnant female ghost gave birth with difficulty, and screamed in the room. Jian Wen was grabbed by the wrist of the pregnant woman in labor, and screamed in her heart as she was pinched, and the veins in her temples swelled.

The female ghost gave birth faster than humans, and not long after, accompanied by the cry of the baby, the female ghost gave birth smoothly.

Jian Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly prayed in her heart, hoping that the ghost mother and son would leave quickly.

At this time, his clothes and sheets were soaked, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in water.

The female ghost gasped with difficulty, her voice was weak: "Child, show me the child."

Jian Wen felt something crawling on him through the quilt, and he had a bad premonition in his heart

"Whoa whoa-"

Jian Wen felt the little ghost's cries getting closer, and felt miserable.The newborn baby actually climbed up from under the mother and used him as a foot pad.

The little ghost stopped at his chest. Jian Wen mustered up the courage to open his eyes, only to see a pink and normal baby in a trance, and suddenly a silver light was caught in the corner of his eyes, and the little baby was suddenly picked up by a pair of big hands. The silver light pierced fiercely!

Jian Wen's pupils contracted violently, and he saw that the silver light was a sharp knife!

"Pfft—" The sound of a sharp weapon entering his body was close to his ears, and Jian Wen even felt the clear and sticky touch of blood splashing on his face.

Jian Wen was trembling, he didn't even know when the person beside the bed appeared.

He only had a vague glance, and found that there were three black figures standing beside the bed.

It is literally a black shadow, a black shadow from head to toe, without facial features, without color, and a terrifying flat shadow that walks out of the ground and becomes a spirit.

The three black shadows are not static, just like candlelight projected on the wall in the wind, they are swaying and blurry, with no specific outlines visible.

The black shadow in the middle is the tallest, holding a child in his hand, the black shadow on the right is holding an invisible black shadow in his hand, and the black shadow on the left is holding a knife.

When Jian Wen looked over, the executioner stabbed fiercely at the female ghost who had just given birth again. When Jian Wen tried hard to identify it through the outline of the shadow, the black shadow in the middle gave Jian Wen a cold look.

Jian Wen felt that the other party's black shadow eyes were like two knives, and pierced his eyes sharply. His eyes felt bursts of stinging pain, tears shed from the unbearable pain, and his vision suddenly blurred.

The man with the knife slashed at the female ghost again and again, blood splashed everywhere, tears, blood, covered Jian Wen's face, he tried to open his eyes to make out, but he could only vaguely see a few Recognized shadows.

"Help!" The female ghost was lying next to him and screamed, her hand grabbed Jian Wen's wrist even more forcefully, like a drowning person grabbing the last piece of driftwood, and Jian Wen could already feel her wrist Pain to numbness.

"Do not kill me!"

The female ghost begged for help in vain, the murderer was unaffected and stabbed again and again, the child who was hugged next to her burst into tears, and the murderer struck the knife faster, Jian Wen felt the water splashed on her hands and face. Blood, lumps of flesh, or broken internal organs.

Jian Wen was nauseated and wanted to vomit. At this moment, his face was covered with blood. On his eyelids and eyelashes, as soon as he opened it, there would be a blood-red world. A few blurred black shadows were like demons in a sea of ​​blood, repeating The movement of swinging a knife.

"Children My Children"

The female ghost's cry became weaker and weaker, and finally she gradually lost her breath. Only her hands were still holding onto Jian Wen's wrist, as stiff as shackles.

The female ghost's body was dragged under the bed by someone, and her hand pulled Jian Wen's wrist, causing Jian Wen to be dragged down as well.

Jian Wen tried to widen his eyes, saw that the man was getting impatient, and swung the machete high and chopped off at his wrist!

Jian Wen's heart hung in his throat, and he tried hard to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't get rid of the female ghost's hand no matter what. The knife had already fallen, and there was a sound of bones breaking.

Jian Wen's hands were spattered with blood again at close range, as well as broken bones.

The female ghost's arm was cut off, her hand was still on Jian Wen's wrist, but she was dragged to the ground.

Jian Wen's hands were trembling, and there was still the severed hand clenched tightly on his wrist. He closed his eyes fiercely, took a few deep breaths to calm down his violently beating mood.

Close your eyes, the sound of chopping under the bed became clearer.

Just now it was the sound of piercing buttocks, now it is the sound of chopping bones

There is also the sound of throwing away plastic bags, and the sound of heavy objects being put into plastic bags and falling to the ground.

The sound of plastic bags being dragged on the ground, the sound of heads hitting wooden cabinets

When he came, he didn't hear the footsteps of the three men at all, and it was still the same when he left.

Jianwen only heard the sound of the garbage bag being dragged, the crying of the baby who was going away, and the sound of the door being locked and twisted outside. Regarding the three men, he did not hear footsteps No face was seen, no sound was heard.

Even the outline of the black shadow is blurred and swaying, like the shadow cast by candlelight in the wind on the wall, whose outline cannot be seen at all.

Jian Wen's nerves were tense, and after the dragging sound outside the door also disappeared, Jian Wen still didn't dare to relax.

The bloody touch on the face is still clear, the nose is full of the bloody smell that fills all the senses, the pain of being tightly grasped on the arm is piercing to the bone, outside the window are the leaves swaying in the night wind, and there is a slight There were chirping birds and insects, and the room was filled with the sound of Huo Sheng's deep sleep breathing.

When all the senses came back, it was no longer as cold and oppressive as a freezer, and Jian Wen finally relaxed.

The consequence of extreme nervous tension is that after Jian Wen suddenly let out a long breath of relaxation, the fatigue all over his body surged up, his eyelids were so heavy that he could no longer resist, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously

After waking up in the morning, Jian Wen just woke up, and when he opened his eyes and met his eyes, he was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat again, and retreated reflexively, and rolled off the bed.

Huo Sheng poked his head out of the bed and looked at Jian Wen who rolled to the ground with the quilt: "What's wrong? Am I so scary?"

Jian Wen: "Do you know that people are scared to death?" Jian Wen got up from the ground speechlessly.

Just last night, I met a female ghost face to face and looked closely at him. In the morning, I had another pair of eyes in front of me. If he didn't have a heart attack, he would be scared to have a heart attack.

"Have a nightmare? Sweating profusely from sleep?" Huo Sheng propped his hands on the place where Jian Wen slept, and his hands were wet. Huo Sheng smiled, "Did you have a nightmare last night, or a dream? The sheets are all wet." gone."

"Sweat?" Jian Wen hurriedly touched it. The sticky feeling on his face was not blood?

There was indeed clean sweat on his hands, and Jian Wen looked at his bed again.Sheets, quilts, are clean watermarks, without any blood.

"Could it be just a dream?" Jian Wen felt unbelievable. Everything about last night clearly felt pain, touch, smell, hearing and vision on his body. How could it be a dream?

"Your complexion is not very good, go wash your face first." Huo Sheng didn't seem to feel abnormal, just normal concern.

Jian Wen nodded and went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. The moment he turned on the tap, he saw the blue-purple handprint on his left wrist.

That was the place where she was severely grabbed by the female ghost last night.

Jian Wen lightly touched it, and he grinned in pain.

Sure enough, last night was not a dream.

Huo Sheng just walked in and saw his wrist: "What's wrong?"

Jian Wen recounted what he saw and heard last night. Huo Sheng thought about it for a while with a serious face, then hurried back to the room and lifted all the bedding.

When Jian Wen followed out, she happened to see the marks on the mattress.

On the beige mattress was brown blood stains, indistinctly dyed the outline of a human figure.

Thinking about the scene last night, Jian Wen suspected that the blood was the blood of the ghost of the pregnant woman who was killed last night.

He rubbed his still sore wrist, thinking that he would never sleep with his hands outside the quilt again.

At this moment, there was a loud knock on the door.

Jian Wen had a bad feeling, so she went to the door and opened it. Di Ya stood outside the door, and hurriedly said, "The mistress is dead!"