Dead silence returned to the room, and all I could hear was my own breathing.
I quickly turned my head and looked at the open window, wondering if I could jump out of the window from here?
After walking a few steps, before reaching the window, I saw a pale face appearing outside the window!
He was also a teenager, with an expressionless face and empty eyes staring straight at me.
It looked like the one who brought the water in just now was also a servant of Zhao's house. I actually stood outside the window the whole time, and there was no possibility of me escaping.
"Oh my god! Who cares? Since I can't escape, I'll see what this ghost's treat looks like."
There was really no choice but to go back and sit on the bed and wait.
Soon, I vaguely heard bursts of suona sounds... This sound was clearly the music used when someone in the family died and the coffin was carried to the funeral.
Crunch.
The room door opened automatically.
The servant just now stood at the door with a smile on his face: "Guest, the banquet is set, please come with me!"
Without waiting for my answer, I felt as if my legs were not in control, and I automatically followed him - or rather it, out of the room and towards the main hall of Zhao's house.
The long corridor outside is winding and winding, like a maze. It can be seen that the Zhao residence is huge.
It looks like even if I had escaped just now, I would probably be trapped here and lost!
"This must also be a blinding illusion, right?"
I was thinking this in my mind, and when the guy leading the way wasn't paying attention, I secretly touched the pillars of the corridor with my hand.
It feels cold and hard to the touch.
"Is it true? Or is it that the evil spirit I encountered this time was so fierce that even if I am more resistant to blindness and enchantment than ordinary people, it is useless."
In fact, I thought about it several times along the way, whether I should turn around and run away while the guy leading the way didn't look back!
But they all suppressed this idea forcefully.
Since you have encountered a "ghost treat" from an evil family, you probably won't be able to escape so easily.
Just like when I wanted to jump out of the window just now, I found someone was staring outside the window. Maybe as soon as I run away, something evil will come out of some corner and kill me on the spot.
Let’s go to the place where the banquet is held to see what’s going on.
Gradually, the sound of suona in my ears became louder and louder, and I could see a garden in front of me. After passing through, there is a very grand hall.
There were at least a dozen large round tables inside, and they were bustling with people eating and drinking.
There is actually a small stage right in front of the hall, with people singing on it!
They all have exaggerated opera faces, pale and pale, and exaggerated blush. His mouth was babbling, making a playful sound.
I don’t know why, but looking at these opera singers, I couldn’t help but think of the paper figures I saw before. This kind of makeup also makes people panic when looking at it...
"Guest, please sit at this table."
The person who led the way arranged for me to sit at a table in the middle to the west.
I was a little depressed and wanted to sit in a corner, huddle up and just watch what happened. Now I am sitting in the middle, surrounded by "people" - it is more eye-catching.
I didn't dare to rebel directly, so I sat down reluctantly.
There was an old woman with wrinkled skin on the right, who kept staring at me with evil intentions, and saw that I was arranged to sit next to her. A smile immediately appeared on his face and he spoke in a hoarse, sharp voice.
"Little kid, you're a bit unfamiliar. Which family do you come from?"
I didn't know what to answer, so I could only ignore her.
"Hey, it turns out I can't speak, am I mute?"
The old woman still wanted to reach out and touch me - I saw that her hands were thin and skinny, but the nails were not long enough, and there was mud between the nails.
He quickly dodged, and then he had the courage to yell: "Don't bother me!"
In fact, I was very scared in my heart, but I had to worry about it on my face.
This roar startled the old woman, her hands froze in mid-step, and she did not dare to move forward. Then he slowly took it back, but the expression on his face gradually became more sinister, and his eyes glowed fiercely.
"You little kid, you don't know how to respect the elderly. If Mr. Zhao hadn't celebrated his birthday today, I would make you look good now!"
When she spoke, she bared her teeth, and I found that her teeth were also very sharp.
Sure enough, he's not a human!
I think if she were a living old lady, she wouldn't be so vicious. It's also impossible to have such long nails and sharp teeth. I just don’t know whether this haunting thing is a ghost or some kind of spiritual beast.
However, after I acted like this, the other people at the dinner table who had no good intentions calmed down a bit.
I know very well that this is certainly not because they are afraid of me. But for the sake of the so-called "Mr. Zhao", he didn't dare to be violent at this banquet.
"What should I do? I can only delay it for a while now. If I haven't escaped by the time the banquet is over, it will be really over. The things here that seem to be talking and laughing are not people at all. I'm afraid it's a group fight. Ghost feast!”
In my mind, I am like a mirror, unlike the stupid protagonist in some stories who is still in the dark about what happened when everything comes to an end.
But knowing is one thing, but what to do is another!
I secretly observed the surroundings and found servants of Zhao House standing in corners and by the door everywhere. It was probably to serve the guests attending the birthday banquet, but to me, it was simply disappointing.
There is no way to escape!
The people sitting at the same table with me saw that I was not easy to mess with, and the old woman didn't even bother to ask for favors, so they stopped staring at me. Focus on eating alone.
I looked at the dishes on the table. They were very rich. Each dish was delicious and exuding fragrance.
I have loved eating since I was a child, and in today’s popular words, I am a foodie!
Often when my mother was still cooking in the kitchen, I would sneak in and eat a piece of meat from the pot without her noticing. Because it was too hot, I blew on it and ran.
My mother was laughing and scolding from behind: Are you reincarnated as a starving ghost? Can't wait for the food to be served.
But in this situation, how can I still have the appetite to eat?
Even when I saw my favorite dish of twice-cooked pork, I didn’t move my chopsticks, I just looked around.
At this time, the drama on the stage seemed to have reached its climax. I saw many "guests" stopping their bowls and chopsticks and clapping their hands.
I don’t know what the story was about, but I saw a guillotine being lifted up, and one of the actors was being held captive, with his head stuffed under the guillotine.
I saw that the blade was shining with a metallic light, and it felt like the real thing. My heart felt inexplicably tight.
Then the guillotine goes down and gives a hard blow.
puff!
The actor's head flew straight up, which made me tremble. If he hadn't been sitting firmly, he would have fallen to the ground.
However, there was no blood spurting from the broken neck, only the white muscles rolling around.
When the flying head landed on the ground, it only made a light sound and rolled gurglingly on the ground.
It rolled until it was less than two or three meters in front of me and then stopped.
I endured my fear and took a closer look.
Only then did I realize where is the human head? It's clearly the kind of paper head that's placed in front of a grave for the dead...
"Good! Wonderful."
"It's beautiful and very interesting."
All the guests began to applaud.
Some even threw down their bowls and chopsticks, stood on their stools, screamed and jumped, and made weird squeaking sounds. This move caused other guests to also start to act wildly.
But soon a servant of Zhao's house came up and dragged these guests directly to the yard behind. Soon, screams were heard.
It didn't take long for the servants to come back, with wet blood on their hands and face, and a weird smile on their face.
I couldn't help but shudder.
No wonder!
No wonder the weird old woman sitting next to me glared at me fiercely after being scolded by me, but she didn't dare to really use force. It seems that if anyone dares to act arrogant or make trouble at the birthday party of "Mr. Zhao", the end will be very miserable indeed.
But the more this happens, the more chilled I feel.
Because this shows that the owner of this ghost house called "Zhao Zhai" - the so-called Old Mrs. Zhao, may be very vicious!
I don’t know if it’s the water evil spirit that Wang Fei turned into after his death, but it’s definitely many times more ferocious than the yellow-skinned spirit that I beat to death!
Just when I was panicking, I heard a sharp and harsh voice coming from nowhere in the hall.
"My master, Mrs. Zhao is here!"
Crash.
All the guests present put down their bowls and chopsticks, stood up quickly, and applauded vigorously.
Of course I followed suit and stood up and applauded. Staring at the stage, he saw an old man with a crutch and a stooped back, slowly walking out from behind the stage with the support of two servants.
In fact, he seems kind, but I don't know why, but he always gives me a cold feeling that something is wrong.
The next moment, I suddenly reacted.
He...or rather, his body...the skin exposed outside his clothes, such as his neck, the back of his hands, etc., all have small, strange round spots.
Those are spots only found on dead people!
I once saw an old man in the village with such spots on his body when he was placed in a coffin for burial. My dad said they are called corpse spots, and they are only found on dead people.
And this old man Zhao has it. And there are many more!
What's more, its Tang suit looks quite gorgeous at first glance. But if you take a closer look, it's also a shroud.
Although the appearance of this old ghost gave me an eerie feeling, it looked really shaky and had to be supported even when walking. Very fragile look.
But I know that this ghost must be very vicious. Otherwise, how could we possibly get guests in this room? Who knows what the hell these are...
"Ahem, be quiet."
The old man on the stage stretched out his hand and made a downward gesture, and all the "people" in the room fell silent.
"First of all, I would like to thank everyone for coming to my birthday party, old man. I am very happy. Everyone is eating well, drinking and having fun at Zhao's house today."
Snap, snap, snap.
The people below all clapped their hands, and I followed suit.
"Secondly, it's a great honor to have a distinguished guest here today."
Distinguished guest?
My heart skipped a beat.
A "person" who can be called a distinguished guest by Mr. Zhao who is not easy to mess with at this glance is probably not a good person! This shows that my situation is more dangerous.
But what I never expected was that the next moment, the old man on the stage looked in my direction. He even reached out and pointed at me.
"This distinguished guest was invited with great difficulty by me. Please come on stage and say a few words."
ah?
I was a little dazed and didn't react for a while.
Then he was pushed by two servants and walked to the front stage. Along the way, the other guests looked at me - some with playful smiles, some with malicious intent, and some with sinister indifference.
When we got to the stage, Mr. Zhao looked at me and smiled.
Then he pointed at me and looked at the crowd in the audience.
"This, you see, he is my distinguished guest. He is also the only one... living person here today!"
As soon as these words came out, my scalp suddenly exploded, and a cold air rushed from the soles of my feet along my spine to the top of my head.
This damn old ghost actually made it clear!
I thought I could find a way to get through it. Apparently, the highlight of this "ghost treat" is me, a living person.
