Hongyuan Tower.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

All the girls and guests are already asleep.

The turtle man, who had been tired for a day, was so tired that his waist and legs were sore. He lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The huge Hongyuan Building has the fragrance of powder and the candlelight, making it look extremely quiet.

Room with a font size.

Lu Wenbin, the son of the prefect Lu in Pingyang City, was awakened by a urination in a daze. His lower abdomen was so swollen that he felt uncomfortable. He gently moved the white lotus arm on her and walked under the bed.

Squeak!

He gently opened the door and walked towards the cottage.

The huge Hongyuan Tower is full of death, without any sound.

In sharp contrast to the noise and noise during the day.

The big red lanterns look particularly charming.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Lu Wenbin feels a chilly feeling.

It's like wearing a single dress and walking alone in the cold winter in the middle of the night.

"Damn, is my body really weak?"

He muttered secretly.

During this period, he kept thinking about flowers, singing and dancing every day, and it was common for him to spoil three or four people at night.

Although the doctor said he should be moderate, he thought that he was a young man, and he was very strong, even if he wanted to do so, it would be nothing.

But the cold feeling now made him really scared.

If you are old, you will lose Yangguan. What should you do after you grow old?

He pushed open the cottage, quickly urinated, rubbed his arms and ran towards the room upstairs.

"Damn it, I really should have a chamber pot under the bed."

Lu Wenbin cursed secretly.

He gently pushed open the door and lay on the bed again.

After only a while, the temperature of the bed changed and it felt cold to the touch.

He hugged the beauty beside him hard, wanting to keep warm with it.

But the moment I hugged it, I hugged it in vain, touching my palms back and forth, all of them were lost.

When I looked up, the bed became empty.

"Damn, where are you?"

Lu Wenbin's face changed slightly.

No, he clearly felt that the other person's legs were still on the bed, so why wasn't the person there?

Wait, whose leg is this?

His face changed and he quickly lifted the quilt.

After seeing it clearly, he screamed and fell down from the bed.

There were only a pair of beautiful legs left on the bed, and the upper half of the body disappeared.

What's even more strange is that there is no blood.

The two beautiful legs seemed a little cold and rubbed from time to time.

"Ghost!"

Lu Wenbin screamed in horror and ran away outside.

…

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"The sky is dry, be careful of the candle!"

The updater knocked on the bamboo clapper three times, indicating that it was time for the third update.

Zhang Laowu, 58 years old this year, has been working as an updater for more than 30 years. It can be said that he does not know the entire Pingyang City.

The older a person becomes, the more slippery he is. He is talking about people like him.

As he knocked, he couldn't help but stop, found a crooked tree, and sat down below.

"You can't accept old age."

Zhang Laowu murmured in his mouth, closed his eyes, and wanted to sniff for a while.

With his experience, it won’t be a problem if you wait until the fifth time here.

He often did this, and he went to the third round of the fight and then came here to make up for his sleep.

Anyway, everyone has slept at this point, and no one knows whether he is lazy or not.

But when he slept here again today, he always felt a little uncomfortable. He changed his posture several times and felt uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes and wanted to lie here.

But just now lying down, suddenly his face was stunned and he looked beside him.

Opposite him, there seemed to be a mirror.

He completely reflected his body, and even the lanterns and bamboo bangzi next to him also came out.

"Strange, who puts the mirror here?"

He reached out and touched.

Not yet, when did it be released?

When the palm of your hand touched it, there was also a palm on the opposite side.

The two palms touch each other directly.

The moment they came into contact with each other, Zhang Laowu's face changed, pale and extremely frightened.

Not a mirror!

There is a person opposite!

A person exactly like him.

"Oh my god!"

Zhang Laowu shouted and ran away.

Zhang Laowu on the opposite side also shouted and ran away.

…

At dawn.

A sensation in the city.

All the people from the yamen went out early in the morning and rushed towards Hongyuan Tower. Countless people around were talking.

All the people in the Hongyuan Tower disappeared, and they could not see anyone in their lives or corpses in their lives. Everyone seemed to have evaporated, extremely strange.

The precious son of Magistrate Lu is also among the disappearing personnel.

His face turned pale, and his palms were shaking a little when he walked here.

This rebellious son!

Where did he go?

When Magistrate Lu was in a hurry, someone reported the case again. Seven or eight red skeletons appeared in the alleys in the west of the city, and there was also a man from the martial arts world with his stomach bulging and his intestines flowing out. He was terrible in his death. His mouth was bloody and he was suffocated to death.

In addition, someone reported the case and found the body of Zhang Laowu, who was lying in a pond, his face turned white. The successive murders made Prefect Lu even more confused and uneasy.

The people around were even more uproared and looked panicked.

Various statements emerged one after another.

…

Inside the Qinglong Gang.

Early in the morning, Qi Yun had just had breakfast when Qi Teng walked in.

"Second brother, something happened in the city."

His face was solemn.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"What happened to the Hongyuan Tower, and all the people in the entire building disappeared, and they could not see anyone in their lives, and they could not see the corpse in their deaths. The entire brothel became a dead building..."
To be continued...