The knocking grew more and more urgent!
"Save me!"
"I don't want to die, save me!"
Because of fear, this person's voice trembled, and finally cried out!
But Wang Ye was unmoved!
Not to mention this guy was most likely a ghost, even if it was a person, Wang Ye now wanted to rush out and stab him, to make him completely shut up!
Finally, those slow, heavy footsteps, finally came to the vicinity of the guest room.
Through the paper window, you could see a somewhat stiff figure appearing behind the knocker, raising a hand holding a kitchen knife, and slashing down at the knocker.
A stream of blood soaked straight through the paper stuck to the door!
The knocker's head fell to the ground with a thud.
It became quiet outside the door.
The knocker collapsed right on the ground, but the one holding the knife stood still at the door, without further action.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.
Was he found out?
Wang Ye controlled himself, his heartbeat completely stopped.
The female corpse also remained absolutely quiet.
Finally, after about ten minutes, the figure moved, and the sound of dragging heavy objects came from outside the door again, gradually fading away.
The sound of chopping meat rang out again.
The sound was very rhythmic, the time lifted and chopped was consistent, without any difference!
Another half hour passed, and the sound disappeared.
But unlike before, after everything was over this time, the figure returned to his own room instead of adding fuel to the lanterns in the Qin Mansion courtyard again.
Having entered the room twice now, Wang Ye roughly confirmed the location of the room.
Servants' quarters!
Was this figure a servant of the Qin Mansion?
But fellow servants have such a huge gap between them?
Wang Ye unconsciously glanced at the female corpse, but she seemed unaware, remaining stiff.
Time finally came to 9:30 p.m.
There were still four and a half hours until 2 a.m.
Having finally quieted down for a while, the female corpse that had been stiff suddenly tidied up her clothes and was about to open the door to go out!
The eye in the peephole was filled with anger watching this scene!
The pupils that had been dripping blood after being stabbed by Wang Ye before were even redder now.
"Can't you just stay quietly and let me complete the task?"
"Making trouble!"
Wang Ye sighed silently, pulled out the ghost rope, and walked towards the female corpse.
The task requirements had already stated clearly that the door could not be opened during this time, which should also include not allowing the female corpse to leave.
Not daring to gamble on whether the Post Office was playing word games, Wang Ye swung the hemp rope and threw it at the female corpse.
The female corpse's footsteps paused slightly, her stiff neck turned, and she glanced at Wang Ye.
In the next instant, the white silk hanging from the beam suddenly dropped down, blocking the hemp rope, and the two became entangled.
Having already guessed the hemp rope would have no effect, Wang Ye rushed directly at the female corpse, but did not dare make too much noise.
The female corpse's mouth suddenly opened in an instant, stretching to an exaggerated degree!
You could vaguely see that the female corpse had no tongue!
As the female corpse's mouth opened, Wang Ye clearly felt his mind relax slightly, seeming to lose awareness, and even his footsteps halted.
One burst of noise after another kept echoing in his mind, making him feel like his head was about to explode.
"A mental attack?"
Wang Ye immediately took out a cloth bag, grabbed the small wooden fish from inside, and tapped it lightly.
The clear sound echoed in the room, and the noise instantly vanished.
Holding the small wooden fish, Wang Ye rushed to the door, picked up the bronze figurine, and stuffed it directly into the female corpse's large mouth.
The female corpse's body quickly began to tremble, her stomach bulged, and the lump kept changing position inside her.
Finally, the female corpse's abdomen ruptured open, and the bronze figurine crawled out through the hole, immediately grabbed by Wang Ye, who swiftly threw it into the cloth bag.
Even he didn't dare let this thing bite him.
The female corpse lowered her head stiffly, glanced at her stomach, and let out an angry roar.
But immediately, Wang Ye retrieved the ghost rope and quickly tied up the female corpse.
The female corpse's body became numb, standing stiffly in place without any further movement.
But through the hole in her stomach, blood kept dripping nonstop.
Her intestines had been completely shredded by the bronze figurine though.
As the female corpse was sealed by the rope, the white silk also quieted down and fell to the floor.
Wang Ye imperceptibly collected it into the cloth bag as well, and retreated to sit on the edge of the bed.
The eye next door witnessed the whole process, filled with irritability, its hideous gaze fixed on Wang Ye.
Wang Ye shifted his body slightly, ignoring it.
If he wasn't afraid that blocking the peephole would make this guy freak out again, Wang Ye really didn't want to endure it for another second.
The Qin Mansion seemed to have completely quieted down.
The noise in the room just now didn't seem to have disturbed that horror in the servants' quarters.
Time passed unknowingly, and it was midnight.
Right at the stroke of midnight, noisy sounds rang out in the courtyard.
It was as if many people were toasting and drinking in the courtyard, and shadows flickered through the candlelight nonstop.
At this time, a figure ran up to Wang Ye's door and knocked lightly.
"Mr. Lv, it's time to eat."
The figure was female, with a crisp voice like an oriole, very charming.
Wang Ye silently opened his eyes and looked towards the door, but did not make any sound.
"Mr. Lv?"
Noticing no movement in the room, the figure asked again in puzzlement.
Wang Ye still did not move at all.
"It's time to eat..."
The voice gradually became somewhat cold, and the knocking also became stiff.
In the courtyard, the chatting and drinking sounds of the crowd also disappeared in this instant.
The candles on the wooden table in the room kept flickering, seemingly about to be blown out at any moment.
"It's time to eat."
The woman outside the door was very persistent, repeatedly saying the words as if mechanically, no longer having the previous vivacity.
In an instant, all the lanterns in the Qin Mansion were extinguished!
Even the one Wang Ye had brought in the room seemed to have been blown out.
"Why didn't you try to save me earlier!"
The woman suddenly let out a shrill scream, violently pounding on the door: "As long as you opened the door, I wouldn't have died!"
"Why!"
Through the paper, you could see the person's head suddenly fall to the ground, but the body was still persistently pounding the door, making sounds.
"In that case, let's die together!"
The voice seemed to come from the head on the ground, full of resentment!
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