Tiqi Baihu spoke, and Zhang Yuanwai had to follow.

Gu Ju's action at this moment was explosive, and without saying a word, he picked up a jar of old wine, wrapped a piece of braised meat (meat), pulled Zhang Yuanwai and Lao Zhang to get up (body shēn), and went straight out to find the dense forest and mass grave.

Leaving Zhu Zhan alone, he sat at the table for some unknown reasons, holding a thick bag in his hand hidden under the table, and returning to his mind the words that Gu Juan had given him before he went out.

"I'll come as long as I go, and if you encounter something difficult to solve, of course I estimate that you will soon encounter something difficult to solve, and then you can open your bag and act according to the plan. ”

Squeak......

The door of the banquet hall was pushed open, and the housekeeper of the Zhang Mansion came in from outside, first accompanied Zhu Zhan to drink a few more glasses of soju, and when it was almost time, he said cautiously, "That, that counselor...... Before leaving, the lord of the family had ordered the villain to prepare the guest room and boil the (hot) water......"

As soon as Steward Zhang said a word, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and the flattering smile on his face froze on the spot in an instant, and he couldn't say a word in a trembling voice.

A cold light swept across the table, clattering into the roast goose plate with only the skeleton remaining, and the knife (body shēn) buzzed and trembled.

"Steward Zhang, it seems that you are not really telling us the truth......" Zhu Zhan's eyes were condensed, staring at the closed window a few steps away, under the candlelight, a hideous (yin) shadow loomed on the window paper, jumping and flickering.

The housekeeper of the Zhang Mansion shrank back, and said in a trembling voice, "Lord Zhu said that he laughed, villain, villain (sexual) timid, and law-abiding, it is impossible to do such an evil thing." ”

Zhu Zhan sneered suddenly, a pair of eyes stared at the suddenly pale face of the housekeeper of the Zhang Mansion, gritted his teeth and said with a cruel smile, "Steward Zhang, I haven't said anything yet, you just insist that you haven't done such an evil thing, why does it sound so awkward?"

"And your master and that old man, did they act together in a play to deceive my family!"

A gust of wind crept in, and all the red candles in the house were extinguished in an instant, and the whole room was suddenly shrouded in darkness where you couldn't see your fingers.

Zhu Zhan's face was unwatched, and the hand under the table had already clenched a bag hidden on his waist, which was the bag that the Lord of the Hundred Households had quietly stuffed into him before leaving, and it felt very strange to touch, like a stack of thick silver tickets.

There was a dead silence in the room at this time, only the sound of his own suppressed breathing, and Steward Zhang on the opposite side had lost any sound, and the straight (quite tǐng) (quite tǐng) sitting there seemed to be a frozen corpse.

He took a deep breath, a cold light flashing in his narrowed eyes, and only then did he realize that the person sitting across from him was not a living person at all, but a corpse with white hair.

Zhu Zhan was not afraid of corpses, because when he was young, he used to do a six-door work, specializing in autopsies to find clues.

Corpses are the cleanest thing in the world to him, no matter what they have done in their lifetimes, as long as they lie on his coroner's bench, they are the cleanest and most honest people, because corpses don't lie, as long as he is careful enough, he can always find answers in them, no matter how deep they hide.

However, in the face of the corpse he was once most familiar with, Zhu Zhan was now a little flustered and a little melancholy, a layer of white sweat appeared on his back, and he was blown by the (yin and yin) wind that came from nowhere, and his body was cold.

Because it was not a real corpse, the corpse would not move, let alone blink and drool, and now Steward Zhang, who was sitting there, was blinking his scarlet eyes, and at the same time, fishy saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and it fell on the table making a burning sound.

Whoa......

The wind outside was stronger, and it made a louder and louder sound against the window, as if something was about to break through the window.

Zhu Zhan's heart jumped suddenly, and a person with three heads (body shēn) was considerate on the window paper, and through the white window paper, he could clearly see that the six narrow eyes lit up with a miserable green light, covering the entire room with a layer of turquoise.

He swallowed, and his right hand, hidden under the table, had already taken out the brocade bag that exuded a faint warmth (heat), and groped in the darkness to open it, and took out the treasure that he had placed his hope on to live.

Belch......

Zhu Zan was stunned, pinched the thing in his hand, and took it to his eyes again in disbelief, and took a serious look at it with the miserable green light of the room, and finally determined that what the Lord of the Hundred Households secretly stuffed into him seemed to be a book.

The cover of the book is pure black, and in the center is a pair of bloody legs walking, leaving a series of bright red footprints, above which a terrifying face looms, and in the far reaches is a looming light, emitting a hazy blood-colored glow surrounded by darkness.

At the bottom of the cover, two neat lines of small characters silently appeared, exuding a dazzling blood-colored light.

Feet in the dark, heart to the light, ghosts around, long blood......

Gu Qianhu inscribed "ugly dog"!

Whoa!

The white-haired corpse that Steward Zhang had turned into pushed aside the chair and stood up, and at the same time, a large hole was broken in the window, and a huge black shadow of hideous and terrifying squeezed in from the outside, and in an instant, it had already occupied most of the room.

Zhu Zhan's heart (情qíng) was surprisingly calm at this moment, without even raising his head, and turned the first page of the strange blood book with no face (情qíng).

Lines of bright red handwriting caught his eye.

"Although I have been surrounded by a terrifying corpse and terrifying monsters covered with white hair, there is no panic and fear in my heart......"

"Because I, a blindless rammer, have given up resistance, and can only close my eyes and wait for death. ”

"However, I didn't know that Gu Qianhu's eyes were like torches, and he was far-sighted, and he had already arranged everything before leaving, including protecting my (sexual) life. ”

"At this critical moment, the hole cards left by Gu Qianhu have finally been turned over!"

The paper stood up from the back of the chair......

Kindness!?

The contents of this book are actually written?

And it seems like he's still describing his own current situation?

So, the eyeless rammer is also talking about him?

Zhu Zan was dumbfounded, slowly raised his head, and watched in a daze as a piece of paper silently appeared on the seat next to him, and then quickly swelled and grew up like an inflatable, and in the blink of an eye, he became a fair woman who was no different from a real person.

She smiled lightly, reached out and picked up the wine jug on the table and brought it to her mouth, pouring out a bright line of wine and falling into the slightly open sandalwood mouth, and after a while, two faint blush appeared on her originally pale face.

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