A fair and fat middle-aged man stood at the door rubbing his hands and handed an envelope to Lu Zeyu.
"Sir, here is your letter."
The moment he took the envelope and lowered his head, the man disappeared without a trace. All the voice-activated lights in the empty corridor were turned off, as if what happened just now had never happened.
Lu Zeyu walked back into the house with the envelope and looked at it carefully. A strange mark was printed on the envelope.
The fragrant smell of the evil god emanated from the pattern. Lu Zeyu took a deep breath, and sad tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Opening the envelope, there was still a piece of white paper lying quietly inside the black envelope.
"What kind of era is this? Can't these evil gods be a little thoughtful, such as making an anonymous phone call, or directly turning on the screen to tell me? They have to write a letter."
"Well, well said, keep going."
The sister turned into a Siamese cat, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, holding a pen and a notebook, taking notes seriously, looking at Lu Zeyu expectantly.
A black line was drawn from the corner of his forehead, and Lu Zeyu was speechless for a while.
"Do you evil gods still need to learn from humans?"
"Are you keeping up with the times? After all, everyone needs to learn. Come on, let's continue talking."
Ignoring the Siamese cat sister who was full of desire to learn, Lu Zeyu opened the folded white paper.
"Mr. Lu, I know that you and I are of the same kind. I believe you also know what we need to do when resources are insufficient. We have reached this point, so please be willing to be eaten by me."
“This evil god is quite polite.
After tearing the letter in his hand into pieces and looking at the Siamese cat studying aside, Lu Zeyu shouted:
"Sister, let's go and meet this guy who is greedy for my body."
In the empty corridor, the voice-activated lights were turned on one after another, and Lu Zeyu walked downstairs with the Siamese cat in his arms.
When I came downstairs, the puppet was no longer there, and the red thread attached to the wall fell softly to the ground.
, became lifeless.
The apartment building was very empty at the moment. Lu Zeyu was sitting in the hall at the door waiting for the guests to arrive.
"Welcome to the world of death."
After Lao Hei walked into the apartment, he heard Lu Zeyu angrily grabbing Lu Zeyu's collar and roaring:
"What do you mean? I won't let you go until you tell me why."
Lu Zeyu smiled instead of angry, looking at the man who had just entered with contempt.
"Don't you know it yourself? I smell sin on you."
The phone rang. Lao Hei picked up his cell phone, glanced at Lu Zeyu and threatened:
"You little brat, wait until I finish the call."
A deep female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Jianmu..."
Zhai Jianmu became more and more anxious and shouted;
"What's wrong? Tell me quickly. What happened to the child?"
"Jianmu, our family no longer needs money, please come back."
Zhai Jianmu's mood completely collapsed.
"I've saved enough money, I'll go back right away, wait for me, wait for me."
"The child is gone."
The cell phone fell to the ground, and Zhai Jianmu fell to the ground weakly, his eyes dull.
"Jianmu, are you still there?"
The voice on the phone continued, and Zhai Jianmu hugged his head and cried.
"I obviously got the money! I did everything, I even killed people."
Zhai Jianmu threw himself on Lu Zeyu, grabbed Lu Zeyu's collar with both hands and questioned loudly.
"Do you know anything? If you give me back my child, I won't be short of this life anyway."
A puppet held Zhai Jianmu in place and said in an emotionless voice:
"Sir, if you want to resurrect your loved ones, then welcome here, this is your room, we will conduct the selection tomorrow. But if you want to harm other guests, we will take some necessary measures."
The puppet took out a gun from nowhere and put it on Zhai Jianmu's head.
Feeling the coldness on his head, Zhai Jianmu looked away from Lu Zeyu and picked up his room key. Suddenly he noticed something and looked at the doll in disbelief.
"What are you talking about, you can really save my child?"
Grasping the last life-saving straw, Zhai Jianmu's eyes began to become firm, and the light of hope flickered in his eyes.
"Now please go back to your room, if you continue to cause trouble you will no longer have any qualifications,"
After hearing what the puppet said, Zhai Jianmu picked up the key in a panic and walked toward the dark corridor with steady steps, muttering to himself.
"Kid, just wait, daddy will definitely make you come back to life."
After Zhai Jianmu left, the puppet bowed and apologized to Lu Zeyu. If it weren't for the greedy look in his eyes when he lowered his head, Lu Zeyu might have believed him.
"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry that our negligence has caused inconvenience to other guests."
"It's okay. I'm quite curious. What kind of medicine did you buy from so many people? Who are the people who came here? Will anyone get into trouble today?"
After hearing this, the smile on the doll's face became even weirder.
"Are you worried about Miss Wei Xiaxia? It's okay. No one will have an accident today."
Lu Zeyu continued to sit on the sofa in the hall downstairs, waiting for the next guest to arrive. This incident became more and more interesting.
"What the hell is this place? There's not even a signal."
A familiar voice sounded in the apartment building. Lu Zeyu looked at the door in surprise. Zhao Yuanlong walked into the apartment with He Feng.
Seeing an acquaintance coming here, Lu Zeyu quickly used a red thread to hide himself to avoid accidents.
"Are you sure this is a good place to put it on the invitation?"
Zhao Zeyu looked around the apartment hall, holding He Feng firmly in his arms to prevent him from taking a step away from him. Finally, his eyes locked on the doll, and he kept looking at the doll.
"How do you really do this? Is it true that you can resurrect people?"
He Feng's eyes also focused on the doll, looking forward to the answer to this question.
The doll bowed slightly and said politely;
"Welcome to the apartment. This is the key for both of you. There will be a selection tomorrow to choose the winner from everyone."
Zhao Yuanlong reached out to touch the puppet's body, and tried to pull it off with his fingers.
"It's amazing. How much does this thing cost? I'll buy one too."
The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Zhao Yuanlong's head, but the puppet still maintained a polite smile.
"Sir, please don't destroy anything in the apartment, otherwise you may be punished."
Zhao Yuanlong smiled sarcastically, picked up the key in the puppet's hand and moved away from the gun bit by bit.
"Let's go, let's go, He Feng."
Hearing this voice, He Feng loosened his clenched fists again and followed Zhao Yuanlong step by step.
This time He Feng looked at Zhao Yuanlong with a look no longer filled with fear and cowardice, but with a sense of relief.
Before he had gone far, Zhao Yuanlong's screams came.
