A dark cloud blocked Xuan Rabbit's body, and the night became increasingly gloomy.

"Wow, it's so cold here."

A young girl dressed as a maid came out of the toilet, breathing in the cold air, carrying an oil lamp, and walked straight to her room.

The night wind blows and the bamboo leaves rustle, adding a bit of desolation.

When she walked to a corridor, she suddenly looked back. Whether it was because it was too dark or for psychological reasons, she always felt that there was a gaze watching behind her, and a chill ran down her spine.

‘It’s not Ge Dan and the others’ ghosts lingering around, right?’

The girl swallowed dryly and quickened her pace in fear.

boom!

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps falling sounded behind me!

"who!"

The maid suddenly turned around, raised the oil lamp in her hand, and pointed it at the thick ink-like darkness.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

The weak candlelight illuminated the staggering figure.

"Who are you……"

The maid squinted her eyes and could barely make out the person's face through the light, with a look of surprise on her face: "Young Master, you're awake, great, you're okay!?"

Immediately, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Master, you scared me to death. I thought who was behind you."

Unfortunately, since the young master slipped and fell into the water, all the maids and servants accompanying him were beaten to death by the master. In the past few days, everyone in the house has been in panic, for fear of offending the master's brow.

Now that the young master is safe and sound, the haze above everyone's heads can finally dissipate.

"Master, let me take you back to your room first. It's very cold tonight."

The maid moved the oil lamp closer.

At this moment, Chen Wang also took a step forward.

That pale face and pitch-black eyes were completely exposed to the candlelight.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Chen Wang let out a roar that did not sound like a human voice, and gradually approached.

"..."

"Young Master?"

The maid finally realized that something was wrong with Chen Wang, staggered back, stepped back and forth, and was soon forced to retreat into a corner.

"Don't come over, don't come over."

At this time, in the eyes of 'Chen Wang', the food in front of him exuded a charming fragrance and heat. He couldn't help but open his lips, revealing two sharp fangs, and pounced on it.

In the pupils full of panic, the ferocious face quickly enlarged.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The shrill howl awakened the silent mansion.

"what happened?!"

Hearing the sound, Mr. Chen's expression changed. He suddenly thought of Awang for some reason and immediately felt uneasy.

"Xiao Chen, do you need to deal with it?" 'Mr. Liu' looked at Mr. Chen and said warmly.

"No need, ancestor, Butler Ma will take care of it."

Mr. Chen raised the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "It's Dafa's fault that it disturbed our ancestors."

The words just fell.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

"Ancestor, Master."

Butler Ma pushed open the door and entered with an extremely ugly expression on his face, and glanced at Mr. Chen.

Seeing this, Mr. Chen had a bad premonition in his heart, frowned and shouted: "Say!"

"Something happened to the young master."

Hearing these words, Mr. Chen couldn't help but close his eyes, then looked at 'Mr. Liu', and said in a hoarse voice: "Old ancestor, my grandson will go over and take a look first."

"Let's go there together."

'Mr. Liu' said proactively.

then.

The three of them walked very quickly to a corridor in the backyard.

"Master, the young master is inside."

After saying that, Butler Ma took several dead soldiers to guard the perimeter.

Mr. Chen clenched his fists and strode forward with difficulty.

After a while, he heard a creepy chewing and swallowing sound coming from the corner of the corridor.

"Awang."

"Awang, dad is here."

"Where are you?"

Suddenly, the voice suddenly stopped.

A figure stood up from the shadows and walked over step by step.

Paji...

It's like the sound of feet stepping on water.

gradually.

"Awang, you're fine."

Mr. Chen looked at Chen Wang with a smile.

"father."

Chen Wang opened his mouth, opening it wider and wider.

Next second!

Mr. Chen was picked up by the back of his collar and pulled behind him.

"Xiao Chen, you need to wake up."

In a trance.

The cruel reality comes into view.

His eyes were as black as ink, purple-black veins grew wantonly on his face, his valuable clothes were soaked with warm scarlet blood, and there was flesh and blood left between his teeth. It was extremely terrifying to look at.

This is not the son Mr. Chen had in mind.

That innocent face is so ferocious.

But he is really Chen Wang!

"Ancestor, what on earth is going on?"

As if Mr. Chen had been hit hard on the head, he felt as if the world was spinning in two directions. His body was swaying unsteadily, and he staggered back a few steps. He leaned against a vermilion beam to keep from falling.

When you look up again.

She was already in tears and could not make a sound.

"Awang has become a walking corpse."

‘Mr. Liu’ has a flat voice.

"Walking corpse..."

Mr. Chen stared at Chen Wang who had retreated to the corner with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "Ah Wang was fine just now. How is that possible? How is that possible?"

In a blink of an eye.

thump.

Mr. Chen knelt down on the ground and walked in front of Mr. Liu. He kept kowtowing and begging: "I beg my ancestors to save Awang's life. My grandson, I beg my ancestors to show mercy!"

Its sound is like a cuckoo weeping blood.
To be continued...