The second floor is a boudoir, where women's objects are displayed everywhere. Facing the stairs is a large wooden bed with carved patterns. The red veil hangs down, and the bed is covered with a new quilt, embroidered with gardenias.

A brass incense burner stands on the wooden table by the window, and the faint fragrance floats.

Beside the window, there is a dressing table. In front of the table sits a naked woman with only a tulle-like gauze on her body. Her back is graceful, and her moon-like buttocks are squeezed by the wooden stool. It's getting rounder and rounder.

In the bright bronze mirror, there is a face that is either happy or angry, charming and unspeakable.

Her figure and appearance are impeccable, but the most attractive thing is her temperament, which is indescribable and intoxicating. There are only two words left in my mind: **.

The eyes of the four men, like a magnet, were firmly attached to the woman's Miaoman's figure, and it was difficult to move away.

Huode Xingjun, Li Liyuan Shangcao and Li Chunfeng looked obsessed, and the vigilance and caution just now disappeared without a trace.

"Bang bang, bang bang"

Zhang Yuanqing heard his own strong heartbeat, and a ball of lust surged up in his lower abdomen, rushing towards a certain place, bringing blood congestion and swelling.

The central area of the ancient town.

Li Xianzong stopped in front of a large mansion, the gate of the mansion was mottled in paint and full of wormholes, the door plaque was dilapidated and covered with cobwebs.

Through the gray door plaque, you can vaguely see the font on the plaque: Zhao Zhai

Li Xianzong stepped up the steps, came to the door of the house, and pushed lightly.

"Squeak~"

The door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a toothache sound and slowly opened.

A group of people crossed the threshold and came to the courtyard. After looking around, they found that the place had been dilapidated for a long time. The flower garden in the front yard had long been deserted, with weeds growing sporadically.

At the entrance of the outer hall where the corners of the eaves are raised, there is a large water tank with a height of half a person. The function of this kind of water tank is to fetch water at any time in case of fire. It is a standard configuration for a large family, similar to a modern fire extinguisher.

When everyone passed through the front yard and arrived at the outer hall, bursts of stench wafted from the water tank, filling their nostrils.

The young man with missing left ear frowned, approached slowly, looked down, and cursed "Fuck" in a low voice.

In the tank was a soaked corpse.

"Be careful, the things here may be more vicious than Blacksmith Wang." Li Xianzong warned, and pushed open the door of the outer hall.

Inside the hall, there are rotten furniture all over the place, and as far as the eye can see, nothing but dilapidation is dust.

There was a dead body lying beside the door, it was badly decomposed, and it should be a servant of the house by looking at the clothes.

Li Xianzong squatted down next to the corpse, cut open the clothes of the corpse with a butterfly knife without any psychological barriers, and after a careful inspection, said:

"Her heart and liver have been poached."

The six people put aside the corpses and continued to go deep into the inner courtyard. Along the way, they saw many corpses, all of which had their hearts and livers taken away.

These corpses were scattered everywhere, facing the outside of the house, and seemed to have been killed on the way to escape.

Zhao Zhai seems to have experienced a very terrible massacre.

The young man missing his left ear glanced around and cursed:

"I don't understand this plot." JrNovels.com