THE MYSTERIES OF THE WORLD

EPISODE 3

He exhaled a sigh of relief, turning his head to look at Nang Er, it seemed that the boy was still frightened following him behind, his left hand carrying the ink spot seemed to tremble, the ink that still filled its place became splashed down.

He held the child's shoulder, then passed through the room and saw the situation in the room, the cup was still closed and neatly arranged on the table.

He thought, "Tea water is still there, where is the person who drank this tea? Judging from the condition of the corpses, they were like servants, the one who drank this tea must be the master of this house."

Silently, he counted the tea cups on the table, all of them seventeen.

He thought again, "So there must be a lot of guests here but where is the guest now? In front there was only the corpse of the maid, was the servant slain by the guests?“

He nodded and agreed to his own conclusion, he felt all his estimates were reasonable but he did not know what the cause was.

He passed through the large room, then exited the side door.

Outside there is a very well laid out yard, outside the yard there is a small road arranged from small piled stones, this road to the inner yard.

Carrying his long sword, step by step he walked over, he saw by the side of the road a corpse of a bearded and luxuriously dressed man, the machete tucked in his waist had only been partially removed, his body had no wounds, but his head was crushed, the blood flowing had already seeped into the ground.

The young man named Guan Ning was really surprised, but he kept walking, only a few steps were walking, he saw there

two swords on the road. The two swords were still emitting a glistening light.

His steps stopped probing, on the other side of the road looked again two corpse figures, the body of the dead this time was a bit fat.

One of his left hands was holding a sword, while the other looked as if his right hand was holding a sword, the two ends of the sword were clashing against each other, but the distance between the two corpses was not too close and they were in a downed state, their wounds were still the same as the corpses Guan Ning had seen earlier.

This Pamuda continued to look at the corpses of the corpses that were scattered, not only was she stunned, she also felt dizzy and shocked.

A few steps from where he stood there was the corpse of an old man with a long beard, in front there were three corpses of the Reverend in blue clothes, then there were two corpses of old monks, there were two corpses of old monks, their condition was still the same as that, there were no scars, but their heads were all shattered.

Just past this rocky road, even though it is now a rather cold spring but his long shirt looks wet.

At the end of the road there is a hexagon-shaped hut, where it stands on a mountain rock.

Guan Ning continued walking to the hut, there seemed to be blood flowing from that place, no need to look at it anymore in the hut there must be many bodies and the condition of the corpse must be the same as the corpse he saw earlier.

Silently he thought to himself, "The bearded man, the fat man holding the sword, the old man, the blue-clothed priest, the monk, all numbering ten, all of them, while the cup in the second chamber numbered seventeen, meaning there were still seven more bodies that I had not found."

For him to see again the first corpse, except shock and fear, his feelings mixed with anger and sadness. Anyone if he saw the condition of such a corpse, he would definitely feel sad.

Stepping on the last ladder, he saw, in the hut there was a lame beggar in ragged clothes camping, his condition was lying on the stairs, his head and his messy hair were outside the hut, the blood coming out of his ship continued to flow down the stairs and then trickled down.

A skinny old man in black was at the beggar's side, his shiny black stick was stuck Very deep, the length of the stick was half a meter, the stone board was smashed to pieces, it seemed that before this crippled beggar died he stuck his staff with a very strong energy.

But Guan Ning did not notice this anymore as the look of an eye was pounded on the figure of the beautiful woman in red bridal clothes, who was a red bride, on the side of this female corpse was a male corpse in red and middle-aged clothes, under the moonlight their heads were crushed, a sight so sinister, that it was so scary,not covered by the good looks and beauty of this bridal couple.

Guan Ning took a breath, Nang Er who was behind him took a breath but she could not tell what this breath meant? Is it because of fear, shock or anger mixed into one?

The sword he was holding was pointed downwards, the tip of the sword hit the stone board below and let out a 'TANG' sound'.

His eyes follow the tip of the sword, his eyes look at the bodies of the pair of men and women, they wear a pair of shoes that read the letter 'Fu' (rejeki).

He barely dared to shift his eyes up because the pair of legs that bore the letter 'Fu' were standing upright.

"Is there still someone alive?“ Rigidly he stepped back, but the look in his eyes slowly looked up...

A person with a tall thin body and in white clothes, clinging to the red pillar of the cottage, a pair of thin palms, his five fingers like a hook to the pole,his finger stuck to the red wooden pole but his head was drowned limply to the side of his shoulder.

"He's also dead," Guan Ning breathed out, "Only he didn't fall down and collapse down."

Seeing the corpse that did not collapse, he was dumbstruck and unconscious his pair of shoes stepped on the pool of blood.

The clouds covered the moonlight, making the dark earth grow darker and sadder.

The starlight was white, the moonlight was white like the wind, just a puddle of blood on the ground....

What color blood should be?

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