Quick time travel: Little sweet baby is spit up by the fluffy big guy

Chapter 124 The Bride of the Evil God 15
The purple strangle marks around Xu Mingyu's neck showed the fact that he was strangled to death.

There was a dead silence in the corridor.

After a long time, it was Lin Ziqian who broke the silence. He looked crazy: "He died again, and he died again! Those two died because of playing games, so why did he die?"

Sheng Li glanced at him. To be honest, she was a little surprised that the person who died this time was Xu Mingyu. She thought it would be Lin Ziqian.

The faces of the others were also very ugly. Everyone was still thinking of luck. As long as they didn't take the initiative to die, they might not continue to die, but Xu Mingyu's death undoubtedly slapped them hard.

It was as if an invisible big knife was hanging over everyone's heads, and it was uncertain when it would fall, and no one knew who would die next.

"He's already dead, what's the use of getting excited now?" Yu Kexing said impatiently, she felt that Lin Ziqian's sudden behavior was even more troublesome, maybe he would be the next one to die.

"It's easy for you to say!" It can be seen that Lin Ziqian is on the verge of collapse, his eyeballs are covered with bloodshot eyes, and his eyes are black and blue. It is obvious that he has not slept well all night. The whole person looks like a string, tight Stretched to the extreme, "We will all die here! The next one may be you, or it may be her! Every one of us will die here!"

Sheng Li, who was accused, raised her eyebrows indifferently.

Others were livid at the resemblance of a curse.

Mu Yunzhou's eyes darkened, and he spoke to comfort him: "Ziqian, don't be in a hurry, the matter has come to this point, now you should calm down and think of a way, the more flustered you are, the more likely you will make mistakes."

Lin Ziqian's mood was barely stable, but he still looked a little nervous. This appearance was very similar to that of Wu Wei before his death.

A group of people suppressed their fear and studied Xu Mingyu's body carefully. The wound matched the hemp rope, but his heart was missing.

The blood from the wound pooled into small streams and dripped on the ground, seeping through the crack of the door.

Yu Kexing deduced seriously: "It should be strangled to death and his heart was gouged out."

Sheng Li sighed beside him: "Now that ghosts kill people, do they still use hemp rope?"

Seeing everyone looking over, she shrugged: "Of course, I just said it casually."

Everyone couldn't help but think deeply: Yes, do ghosts need to be so troublesome to kill people?
Wouldn't it be superfluous to use hemp rope?
Lin Jing pursed her lips: "It may also be a sense of ritual."

Sheng Li glanced at her, met her eyes, Lin Jing seemed a little flustered: "I, I was talking nonsense."

Sheng Li smiled at her and rolled her eyes: "I think what you said makes sense."

After observing the corpse, everyone didn't care anymore. Anyway, the butler would deal with the corpse. They came to the first floor and sat down:
"Did Xu Mingyu do anything special yesterday?"

Yu Kexing's face was a little pale, and he was no longer as lively as when he first came here: "If you want to talk about special things, you only have to go up to the third floor, but we all went to the third floor, it makes no sense that he was the only one who died."

The housekeeper said that some bad things will happen on the third floor, and Yu Kexing can only guess that it has something to do with it.

Mu Yunzhou shook his head: "This should not be the reason."

He thought of something, and was taken aback suddenly, "I remember, before going to bed last night, he suddenly said that he was very hungry, and he emphasized it several times."

"Hungry?" Yu Kexing frowned, a little puzzled, "Is there any connection?"

Sheng Li said quietly: "Where do you usually go when you're hungry?"

kitchen.

This thought flashed through everyone's mind.

(End of this chapter)