Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Angels and Demons 2

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weird couple

The car was parked outside the fence. Due to the rainy weather, the three-story building was standing quietly in the hazy rain and fog, which was not very clear.

"What a damn rich man!" The driver muttered after collecting the fare, restarted the car, and left the manor.

It's just that when the car window was slowly closed, the corners of the driver's mouth opened infinitely toward his cheeks, his pupils instantly turned into red animal pupils, and a slender and bright red tongue popped out of his throat, licking the money Michael gave him, and It rolled into the mouth, and said vaguely: "Another lost lamb has stepped into the slaughterhouse, what a pity."

"That demon Lilith, I don't know how to eat them up, hey."

Zhou Yan wrapped the camera with a coat to prevent it from being soaked by rain, and the two came to the closed fence and looked at each other.

Zhou Yan waited for Michael to open the door, but he kept his hands in his pockets.

Zhou Yan: "You won't open the door?"

Michael giggled and said, "I forgot the key."

The rain streaked across his golden hair, and he looked heartless like a big golden retriever.

Zhou Yan clenched his fists, he had the urge to hit people for a long time, but since he met Michael, he couldn't control his emotions of wanting to hit people.

calm.

Zhou Yan let out a long breath, and the cold rainwater drilled into his body along his neck, and the wind gusted, and instantly felt that the temperature around him became lower again.

He touched his rain-soaked face, squinted his eyes with difficulty, and shouted at the mansion in the heavy rain: "Hey! Open the door!"

Looking at the continuous heavy rain, he couldn't help but feel chills. He found that these raindrops were glued together by some kind of force, forming a huge water curtain, and his own shadow was reflected in the water curtain.

That shadow was still looking at him with a distorted gentle smile.

It felt as if someone was chasing him. Compared with the shadow, Zhou Yan couldn't wait to enter this haunted mansion. He once again faced the attic in the misty rain and shouted: "Hey! Is there anyone! I'm making a documentary !"

His voice drifted far away in the rain, and he could almost hear the distant echo. After a while, their shouts finally answered.

A tall figure opened the gorgeous double-row wooden doors of the manor, held up a black umbrella, and walked quickly towards the fence.

It was only when he got close that Zhou Yan could see the appearance of the person who came. This was an extraordinary handsome young man with the same blond hair as Michael, but his eyes were like transparent sapphires. From his appearance alone, there was no one who looked like Michael. A child as big as I am.

"Hey, I'm really sorry, I'm Connor."

Seeing the two soaked visitors, Connor smiled apologetically. After frantically unlocking the lock, he patted Michael on the shoulder, called him by his nickname, and said, "McGee, why did you forget?" With the key?"

Michael twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he wasn't very used to being the son of an npc in the instance.

The three of them didn't care about holding an umbrella, and quickly walked through the neatly trimmed turf to the gate of the mansion.

This is an unusually gorgeous double-row gate, with intricate and exquisite patterns carved on it, but there are net-shaped thorn rings hanging on both sides of the gate, which is incompatible with the exquisite ornate gate.

Zhou Yan found that there were still some cardboard boxes piled up at the door, and the shell was soaked by rain, revealing some trophies and the like.

"We moved here, and this kind of thing happened before we tidied it up. It's unlucky. Lilith is a little nervous." The host paid attention to Du Zhouyan's gaze, and said with some embarrassment, "It's all about the past. The honor is gone, there is nothing to look at."

"Ah, you are here." A lazy female voice sounded, and the people in the room immediately opened the door when they heard the movement outside.

A woman who is so beautiful that she is almost bewitching is standing in the house, her dark red wavy hair is draped behind her shoulders like seaweed, probably due to tidying up things in the house, some strands of hair are curled on her fair skin, like tiny strands A red snake wrapped around her chest, and those beautiful emerald eyes looked at the three people outside the house.

This is the once famous female star - Lilith.

At present, it seems that these two npcs are in good condition, and there is no abnormality.

Zhou Yan even had an extremely weird feeling that the appearance of this couple was too good, almost like virtual characters, giving him an extremely unreal illusion.

"Hello, Ms. Lilith, my name is Zhou Yan."

"Hello, that's a rare name. There are very few Orientals here," Lilith played with her long hair on her shoulders with her slender and white fingers, and approached Zhou Yan gracefully, her body almost touching Zhou Yan's. "What's more, you look really cute."

Zhou Yan took a step back calmly and said, "Thank you for the compliment, and you too."

The weird feeling became more and more obvious. Although her husband was standing by, but Lilith made such an outrageous move, Connor still watched with a smile, not caring about his wife's behavior at all.

The host, Connor, led Zhou Yan, who was dripping with water, to the sofa in the living room. He ignored his drenching state, pointed to the sofa seat, and said, "Mr. Zhou Yan, please sit down."

After Zhou Yan sat down obediently, he saw Connor stroking his hair, tidying up his clothes, and said to Lilith, "Honey, come here, we are going to introduce ourselves now."

"Introduce yourself?" Zhou Yan didn't know why.

Lilith, who was sitting next to Connor, let out a cold snort.

"Oh," Connor raised his eyebrows, rubbed his hands again, and said to Zhou Yan, "That Mr. Zhou, I know you are a documentary director, but you know, in this industry, it can be said that you are in the film and television industry. , to be honest, my lover and I can be considered your seniors."

The corner of Zhou Yan's mouth twitched and said, "Yes."

Lilith disliked the rain on Connor's body, moved her graceful figure slightly, and said to Zhou Yan: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, my lover speaks more straightforwardly. I was wondering if you should shoot a documentary? First, introduce the male and female protagonists, for example, the big star Lilith and his screenwriter husband."

Zhou Yan didn't know how to evaluate the rough nerves of the two of them. After adjusting the camera angle, he said to the excited star couple: "Please start, introduce yourself."

Facing the camera again, even with a simple camera, Lilith looked very professional. She immediately straightened her posture, showed a just right smile, and greeted the camera: "Hi, long time no see, I'm your Lily Silk……"

Her self-introduction was pretty much the same as that recorded by Michael, but Zhou Yan had to adjust it several times because of the problem of the camera angle in the middle.

"The most terrifying thing is this house. There are always weird situations. Oh, I am most worried about my son and daughter. I can't imagine what kind of experience they will encounter!"

Lilith took out a silk handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and sucked her red nose, looking pitiful.

"Is it convenient for you to take us to see it?" Zhou Yan opened the booklet presented by Michael, intending to record the hostess' remarks.

"This kind of situation doesn't happen very often," Lilith hugged her arms tightly with lingering fear, and then her emerald green eyeballs rolled around the room, pointing to a curtain nervously, and said, "This morning, just Behind the window, a bloody handprint appeared inexplicably, it really appeared suddenly, I didn't dare to look any more, so I drew the curtains."

When the two were about to watch, they were stopped by the hostess of the house, Connor, who kept looking at the camera wrapped in Zhou Yan's clothes, and said, "Well, should we take a picture of that bloody handprint. "

Under his reminder, Zhou Yan almost forgot his identity. As a dedicated documentary director, he took out the old-fashioned video camera, adjusted the machine, and walked towards the curtain with the video camera on his shoulders.

Due to the rain, the light in the house is a bit dim, and ordinary people usually open the curtains to receive limited sunlight.

However, one of the windows in this room was tightly blocked, which obstructed the view of the room. Zhou Yan, who was carrying a heavy camera, was almost caught by an object at his feet.

"This is?" Zhou Yan looked down, and saw that it was a pink wire frame, which was deformed by his stepping on it.

"Really, this is Cecilia's mouse rack. I said Connor, can you tidy up all these things?" The hostess Lilith frowned and yelled at Connor, With that, she stretched out her dressy shoe and kicked the bent wire aside.

"Mrs. Lilith, who is Cecilia?" Zhou Yan put on a recording look.

"Cecia is our little daughter, hey, she is really an angel, but sometimes she is like a devil!" Lilith finally showed a sincere smile on her face when she talked about her child, and said, "She is still an angel." A caring little girl who likes to raise some mice, frogs and so on."

"What a fun hobby."

After Zhou Yan recorded this innocuous hobby, they came to the heavy curtain.

Lilith took a look at the machine running on Zhou Yan's shoulder, breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the curtains.

A small bloody handprint appeared impressively on one side of the glass window, and the raindrops outside the window kept dripping on the transparent glass.

"Is this handprint stuck on the inside?" Zhou Yan looked closely at it curiously, and when he was about to touch the bloody handprint with his hand, he was stopped by the hostess Lilith.

"Hey, be careful," Lilith immediately grabbed Zhou Yan's wrist with unbelievable strength, and said with a panicked expression on her pretty face, "Why are you so rough, aren't you afraid of angering evil spirits?"

Zhou Yan pulled out his wrist with some difficulty, and said, "I'm just curious."

As always, he saw his own shadow on the glass. He was smiling at Zhou Yan outside the mirror, and put his finger on his lips, telling him not to reveal his existence.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, not intending to look at the person in the mirror, and turned to study the bloody handprints on the glass window. Suddenly, a human head appeared outside the window.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!