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Seeing that his mood was unstable, Jiang Ke naturally didn't dare to let him touch her.

I don't know if the evasive action stimulated Lu Guangzhong's delicate nerves, but he burst into tears. A grown man cried in an imageless way, obviously frightened.

He said incoherently: "That monster...that monster, eat me...it's going to eat me...help me, save me..."

Jiang Ke comforted him: "Don't be afraid. It's safe now. Just do as I say."

But Lu Guangzhong obviously couldn't listen. Jiang Ke had no time to waste here and could only continue to move forward.

The fifth room was empty and the door was open. Jiang Ke looked at the blood stains not far away. This should be Song Ming's room.

Jiang Ke kept walking and continued to move forward.

The other people's mental state is not that good, but they are still cooperative.

When he walked to San Zhang and Meng Er's room, Jiang Ke took out the ticket papers from his pocket and gave them to them.

It contains precautions and his speculation. Although it may not be correct, it is the limit of what he can do.

San Zhang was still in the process of reshaping his world view, and was quite confused. Time was running out, so Jiang Ke quickly explained a few words and then walked to the next room.

The girl in the couple was in the last room. She seemed quite calm, and she responded to everything Jiang Ke told her.

After Jiang Ke finished speaking, he was about to leave, but she stopped him.

The girl named Cai Ying asked him, "Is Lu Guangzhong okay?"

Jiang Ke paused, glanced at her quickly, and finally said, "It's okay, there's no big problem."

Cai Ying nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Jiang Ke didn't know what she wanted to do, but she had a hunch.

Their relationship should be good, Jiang Ke thought, even in this situation, she still cares about him.

Jiang Ke returned the same way.

The first and second rooms were empty, the door was open, and the first room was surprisingly clean, as if the person had disappeared out of thin air.

Jiang Ke felt a little strange, but the door was open. He didn't know if he ran out. Judging from the situation last night, Duoji might be in trouble, but he didn't know where he died.

The ground in the second room was covered in blood, with a pool of rotten flesh in the middle, and no one could be seen anymore.

The expected situation happened, and Jiang Ke felt a little heavy. He didn't take another look or try to empathize. He still had many things to do.

Jiang Ke returned to the room, washed himself, and put on his monk's robe.

Until the bell rang, the "believers" emerged from the small room like ants after hearing the order, forming a red torrent.

When gathering, he walked at the front.

The others followed him, but fortunately everyone had changed into monk's robes.

Jiang Ke heard someone crying quietly. The girl named Song Xingqing should have discovered that Tang Yao died last night.

No one can stop it from happening.

Jiang Ke found that the monk in red had been staring at him. Maybe it was because of the wave of hatred last night that he put his name in front of the monk in red.

Jiang Ke lowered his head, quietly not daring to act like a monster, showing his obedient side.

Walking to the platform where the initiation ceremony was held, Jiang Ke found that the two monks had many magical instruments hanging on them.

The monk in red clothes has a rosary on his body and a bone flute made of human leg bones hanging around his waist, while the monk in yellow collar has a double-sided drum on his hand and a skull mask on his face.

In addition, there is something more suspicious. Jiang Ke found that the monk in red seemed to have gained a little weight.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he paid too much attention to the monk in red, which caused the illusion in his brain.

It is reasonable to gain weight if you eat too much.

Jiang Ke saw those "magical instruments". If nothing unexpected happened, the raw materials of these magical instruments were "taken" from people.

At this moment, the yellow-robed monk held a drum in one hand and a drumstick made of human leg bones in the other. The drum surface was extremely tough and made a dull sound when it hit it.

The sound of the drum became clearer and louder from far to near. The heart beat with the rhythm of the drum, boom, boom, boom, which had the power to confuse people's hearts.

The faces of the "believers" beside them no longer have numb expressions. They seem to have been called by the gods, and their faces reveal a sense of sacredness that cannot be profaned.