Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Angels and Demons 5

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Where is my knife?

After Michael finished his instructions, he led Zhou Yan to the guest room prepared for him.

Before leaving, he babbled and said: "Anyway, if you encounter any supernatural phenomenon, just close your eyes and don't believe anything. It's just fine if you can fall asleep. Anyway, that's how I came here, otherwise I will go crazy one day .”

After Zhou Yan thanked him for his kindness, he closed the unstable door and looked at the guest room where he was going to spend the night.

Apparently, the two hosts, Lilith and Connor, were not reconciled to letting the guests from afar sleep in the trash. They probably tried their best to clean up the house. Except for the musty smell everywhere in the room, everything was clean. It is clean and tidy.

Because all the furniture in the room except the desk and the bed seemed to have been removed, Zhou Yan could tell from the marks on the floor that at least there were wardrobes and coffee tables in this room.

There were still a few dusty oil paintings hanging on the wall. Zhou Yan took a closer look and found that they were just ordinary landscape paintings with average brushwork techniques. They should be the work of the former master.

However, Zhou Yan was vaguely aware of the madness contained in it, as if the author of this painting was expressing his chaotic emotions through the brush.

"Ah."

A chuckle came, especially abrupt in the quiet room.

Zhou Yan turned his head unhappily, the full-length mirror with a height of one person was facing the bed, and the laughter came from the mirror.

He didn't want to hear the discordant words from the person in the mirror, so he picked up his wet coat and was about to cover the mirror when the person in the mirror said, "Aren't you really curious, who are you?"

"I am Zhou Yan." Zhou Yan replied casually.

The man in the mirror showed the familiar expression of pity again, he sighed and said, "Look at that man, he is unwilling to tell the whole truth, and deceive you into a circle."

Zhou Yan seemed to have discovered something, and he slowly approached the mirror.

Seeing Zhou Yan's reaction, the man in the mirror thought that he wanted to listen to his heart, and immediately showed a bewitching smile on his face, his eyes were so soft that they seemed to drip water.

Squeak.

Zhou Yan took out a marker pen and drew a cross on the mirror. As he expected, the mark passed through the mirror and was printed on the face of the person in the mirror.

Seeing a black fork mark on his face like his own, Zhou Yan couldn't help laughing. Seeing the puzzled expression on the person in the mirror, he raised his pen provocatively.

He shook it and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I accidentally drew something on your face, but you shouldn't be able to see it."

Zhou Yan tilted his head and said innocently: "I don't know the world in the mirror, is there a mirror?"

The person in the mirror immediately touched his cheek, but found nothing. Seeing Zhou Yan's teasing expression, his beautiful face was almost distorted with anger, and he said viciously: "No one has ever been able to play tricks on me, you die!" deal!"

After appreciating his panic for a moment, Zhou Yan repeated his tricks to cover up the prying eyes of the mirror.

The wind and rain were still outside the window. Zhou Yan looked out through the window that was constantly beating by the rain. The whole sky seemed to be covered by ink, and even the fence a little far away could not be seen clearly.

His room is in the shade of this house, behind which is a man-made woods, which draws a clear dividing line between this gorgeous manor and those ordinary houses.

Suddenly, a few dogs barking came from the night, very clearly, as if it was right under the mansion.

Zhou Yan immediately approached the window and looked down, still the same as before, unable to see anything clearly.

Zhou Yan stood in front of the window for a long time, but he couldn't come up with any effective information, so he had to give up. He lifted the mattress full of water vapor, and got into the wet bed helplessly.

What a nasty rainy day.

There was a faint musty smell in the nostrils, and the raindrops fell on the weak glass windows, making a complicated and chaotic sound.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. His mind was filled with everything he had experienced before.

Inexplicable mirrors, strange couples, children with mental illness, haunted houses, too much information allowed him to quickly connect the causal connection among them.

First of all, this celebrity couple with a glamorous appearance has long been unable to make ends meet, and even owed huge debts. So what is the purpose of their purchase of this manor?

What do the rose patterns on other debt collection letters represent?

What happened to the little girl Cecilia?

While Zhou Yan was sorting out the clues, he seemed to hear the sound of sharp claws scratching the floor.

La la, la la.

For a moment, Zhou Yan couldn't help shrinking into a ball, he thought what he heard was a hallucination.

But when he slowed down his breathing and listened again, the voice appeared above his head very clearly!

Zhou Yan immediately thought of the words of the little girl Chessia at dinner—"Give food to the friends on the ceiling."

Slowly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zhou Yan's palms were covered with cold sweat, and something cold made his waist hurt. It was the holy water that Michael gave him before going to bed.

It is said that it can make demons appear.

He took out the glass bottle from his pocket, poured out a little transparent liquid, and wiped it on his eyes. Suddenly, a sharp pain swept over his eyes. The whole eye area seemed to be scorched by hot charcoal fire. become blurred.

No.

It wasn't the function of tears, Zhou Yan wiped away the tears that oozed from the stimulation, and now his vision became a little strange, as if he had installed a delicate night vision camera.

Everywhere he looked was covered with a dark yellow filter, and all the objects were zoomed in and zoomed out in his eyes, as if separated by a layer of hot water vapor, the edges of the objects were shaking slightly.

The scratching sound above the head has not stopped, but it seems to only stay on the ceiling. If there is a demon hovering there, then its activity area should only be this weak ceiling.

Zhou Yan plucked up his courage and looked up, but he could only see the slightly twisted ceiling and the shaking chandelier, but nothing else.

The demon he had imagined did not appear.

"How is this going?"

Zhou Yan muttered to himself, just when he was confused, the picture on the wall seemed to match his uneasy mood, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Uh..." Zhou Yan, who was under the blanket, was startled by the sudden movement. At this moment, there was another strange movement above his head, as if something was constantly running in the cracks, making rumbling noises. , so that the long-accumulated dust on the ceiling fell down and fell on the damp quilt.

"Uh..." Can I still sleep peacefully!

Zhou Yan lifted the quilt angrily, looked around the room with psychic eyes, and deliberately ignored the person in the mirror smiling at him on the window, but found nothing.

Stepping on the cold floor with bare feet, Zhou Yan held his breath, and slowly approached the picture frame on the ground. It should be that the nails fixing the picture frame fell off, which caused the hanging picture on the wall to fall.

He picked up the rusty iron nail, inspected it carefully, and found that there were still a little bit of wood chips on it.

If it fell off naturally, there should be no wood chips, and the powdery wood chips still look freshly applied.

Zhou Yan stood up slowly, and couldn't help but look at the hole drilled on the wall, and there were some sawdust left on it.

He approached the dark hole, peeking into the hole with a single eye, as if he couldn't see anything.

The moment Zhou Yan relaxed, a scarlet blood-like eye suddenly appeared in the drill hole, staring at Zhou Yan viciously and resentfully.

"Ah!!" Zhou Yan was so frightened that he took a few steps back, unable to even scream for a while.

pat.

Another painting fell to the ground, this time it fell so thoroughly that even the frame of the painting was cracked, as if warning Zhou Yan in the room not to randomly pry into the boundary that does not belong to him.

At this moment, the kerosene lamp that provided the faint light was extinguished like this, and the sound of the rain outside the house gradually weakened, leaving only the howling cold wind blowing through the gaps between the houses, making howls like ghosts crying.

If he still stays after encountering this kind of supernatural phenomenon, then he is an idiot who can enter the museum!

Zhou Yan hurried to the door, just opened the door, and saw a very unexpected person.

Lilith was actually standing at the door, holding an oil lamp in her hand, with wine red shawl and long hair, wearing a silk pajamas, her green pupils were full of seductive charm, her thin white fingers lightly tapped her red lips , showing a dangerous and intoxicating smile.

The moment this snake-like woman appeared, all the strange movements disappeared.

"Ms. Lilith, it's cold. Go back to sleep. Goodbye." Seeing her appearance, Zhou Yan knew that nothing good happened, and immediately closed the door, his movements as smooth as flowing water.

"Wait." Lilith easily pressed the palm of her hand against the door that Zhou Yan was holding tightly to, and when her slender body squeezed into the narrow crack of the door, she couldn't help panting, and said coquettishly, "Why don't you Don't help people."

"Your name is Zhou Yan, right?" Lilith approached Zhou Yan like a snake, her breath was like the fragrance of Eve's forbidden fruit, her voice gradually softened, "I have been paying attention to you today, you are more beautiful than my husband too much."

Seeing that Zhou Yan was still standing by the door like a log without saying a word, Lilith's eyes rolled, her delicate body fell on the bed, she licked her lips, and said, "Am I beautiful?"

No matter how dull a person is, he knows what is going on with this Lilith!

"If you don't come here again, I'll call someone." Lilith stretched her waist, showing a seductive curve.

【Ding!Please player Zhou Yan immediately solve the side mission - the temptation of Lilith! 】

[Reminder: If it is not resolved in time, the player will die. 】

The cross hidden at the neckline was slightly hot, and it gradually imprinted on his collarbone like a piece of red-hot coals.

Zhou Yan seemed to be retreating, but his whole body seemed to be imprisoned, and there was an inexplicable suction that prompted him to walk forward.

No words can express Zhou Yan's mood at the moment, all he knows is that goosebumps have developed all over his body, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, there must be something wrong with this Lilith!

Maybe the devil hiding in this old house is her!

Seeing that Zhou Yan was unmoved, Lilith squinted her eyes, stretched out her jade-like fingers, and gently hooked towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's whole body involuntarily moved forward a small step, but his back was already wet with cold sweat.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yan had a flash of inspiration, and finally said to Lilith with an almost heavy expression, "Ms. Lilith, you are beautiful."

Lilith snorted softly, winked at Zhou Yan, and changed into a more seductive posture.

"But, do I like your type or not!" Zhou Yan said these words almost with his eyes closed.

Lilith's eyes fluttered, and she suddenly chuckled and said, "Could it be that you like men?"

The author says:

A certain incompetent and furious Gong outside the dungeon: Where is my knife?

Lilith is a demon with no gender;

There will be 1000 bottles of nutrient solution soon - thank you for your support;

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