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208. Curse of the Snow Corpse [6]

"I just heard something moving outside, it seemed like someone..."

The short-haired man smiled conspiratorially: "Don't think too much, no one knows about this ghost place except us."

The moment the floor closed, Yeyue and Jiang Xinyou immediately got in. They didn't expect that this room actually had a basement, and the layout of the basement looked much more exquisite than the upper floor of the white house.

The golden light illuminates the sight in front of you. Under the gray cement stairs is an open sculpture room. There are many full-length and half-length figure sculptures in the room. The depictions are vivid and lifelike.

At this time, the proprietress of the "Delicious Restaurant" was sitting at the dining table in the corner, reaching out and stroking a dark head.

Jiang Xinyou felt her heart tighten. Isn't the young man tied up next to the proprietress the missing He Chengtian?

Wasn't he captured by Xu Wan's soul? Why is he here?

For a time, there were countless speculations in her heart. Jiang Xinyou could not see through the connection between the two things for the time being, so she could only watch every move of the three people in the basement attentively.

"Son!" The middle-aged man patted the short-haired man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "We have made a lot of money from human snow sculptures over the years, and this time there are ten people! After this, your mother and I

Then you can enjoy your old age in peace!"

The short-haired man raised his eyebrows and looked like an unshaven artist.

He walked to his mother's side, reached out and lifted He Chengtian's chin. Now He Chengtian is still in a coma, unable to feel the other person's touch at all, his eyes are closed, and he doesn't know that death is quietly approaching him!

The young artist smiled slowly, with a ferocious look in his eyes: "I owe all this to my parents, who have always promoted Xu Wan's affairs. Of course, I also have to thank Xu Wan for supporting me over the years.

Career, even if she...is dead!"

As the artist spoke, he released He Chengtian's chin and took a few steps back to sit on the chair: "There are still nine days left before we can start on the next target. Xu Wan said, the next one is a girl and she looks very beautiful.

, Tsk, tsk, tsk, those old men abroad who buy human body snow sculpture photos, what they like most is the cut and pieced bodies of these young girls... It's a pity that they don't know that after seeing those photos, they will definitely die, haha!"

The young artist laughed crazily, the sharp laughter piercing the eardrum like a sharp knife.

Although she knew they couldn't see her, Jiang Xinyou was still so scared that her heart was beating fast.

Are ghosts scary?

No!

No matter how scary the ghost is, it is nothing more terrifying than a murderous demon!

The three people in front of me are truly inhumane demons!

The next moment, Jiang Xinyou saw the proprietress of "Delicious Restaurant" let go of He Chengtian's head, stood up slowly, frowned and said: "They say students who die in C University can bring curses, but the west side door

Why does the ghost of the hanged student never show up?"

Hearing this, the young artist seemed to have remembered something and frowned tightly: "Speaking of which, that student is my most successful death art work! The weird costumes, the old locust tree that is inseparable from the supernatural events, and the
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