Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan took the mirror in his hand and watched it carefully.

The workmanship of the mirror is very fine, and Fu Yan's appearance can be clearly reflected inside.

hiss! so handsome.

Such a beautiful mirror, why should it be buckled upside down on the table?

Fu Yan took the mirror, turned it twice in his hand, and then put it back on the table.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently brushed it along the blind corner of the window sill.

Not a trace of dust.

It seems that there is often someone cleaning here.

Fu Yan walked around the room.

I found that everything here is very neat and clean.

Except for the southeast corner.

A pure white screen is placed in the southeast corner of the house.

There is a wooden crib behind the screen.

The bed was covered in dust.

In a clean and tidy room, it looks out of place.

The whole room was cleaned, but this crib was left behind.

This sweeper has a small mind.

Fu Yan turned around, walked around the screen, and returned to the center of the room again.

He lifted the layers of white gauze and walked straight to the bed in the bedroom.

The sheets on the bed were very neat, without a single wrinkle, and it looked like no one had lived there.

Next to the pillow at the head of the bed, there is a small wooden box made of mahogany.

Fu Yan reached out and opened the wooden box.

Inside was a pair of palm-sized children's tiger-toed shoes.

The workmanship of the tiger-head shoes is very fine, and the little tiger embroidery on it is even more lifelike.

Fu Yan picked up the tiger-toed shoes and put them in his hand to observe carefully.

This tiger-toe shoe is very new, but the material used seems to be old.

The edges of the shoes are slightly worn.

It looks like it was held in the hand and touched all the year round.

However, the sole and heel of the shoe were scorched black, obviously showing traces of being burned.

really interesting.

After Fu Yan finished watching, he put the tiger-toed shoes back into the wooden box and put them back in their original place.

This room is not big, Fu Yan went around and found nothing else, so he closed the door and left.

Fu Yan left the west room and continued wandering around Zhou's house.

The servants of the Zhou Mansion turned a blind eye to him.

When he asked one of the old ladies where Zhang Chongxue lived.

Not only did the old lady not find it strange, but she was very enthusiastic to show him the way, "Go through that door and turn right to the first room."

"It's been a long time since I came back, why don't I even know the way."

The old lady took Fu Yan's arm and looked at Fu Yan with a teasing smile.

That expression was like that of a bustard in a brothel, seeing a guest she hadn't seen for a long time, and she almost said, 'Master, I haven't come to play for a long time, the girls miss you so much'.

Fu Yan patted the old lady's outstretched paw, and said calmly: "Hey! It's not that the tigress at home is so strict that she dare not run around."

"It's not like she just died yesterday, so I came here quickly today."

The old lady nodded, her mouth twitching slightly, "You...you are really a good husband..."

Fu Yan smiled, "Everyone says that, so I won't talk to you today, your wife will be in a hurry."

The old lady nodded resentfully, and then said: "It's still the old rule, boil the water in half an hour?"

Fu Yan: "..."

Fu Yan: "No need! I'll burn it tomorrow morning."

The old lady looked Fu Yan up and down, and said incredulously: "Okay, then go for it."

Fu Yan: "..."

Don't think that if you say that, I can't understand what you mean.

Fu Yan: "For a while, no matter what you hear, don't come in and disturb me and your wife, we're going to have a great time tonight."

grandmother:"……"

come on.

After Fu Yan left, he squatted aside to be a gossiping boy, and tiptoed over.

Pointing at Fu Yan's back, he whispered to the old lady, "You let him in like that?"

The old lady: "Otherwise?"

Boy: "Didn't someone just enter Madam's room?"

The old lady said with an expression of "You boy has never seen the market": "It's not like I haven't played together before."

Boy: "..."

Fu Yan: "..."

Fu Yan, who has excellent hearing, listened to the entire conversation between the two.

Why!

The patriarch's green hat is like a cockroach.

If one peak is found, there will be countless peaks.

Fu Yan passed through the arch and walked straight towards Zhang Chongxue's room.

Whoever was in her room had to make room for him today.

Fu Yan strode to the door of Zhang Chongxue's room.

The door of Zhang Chongxue's room was ajar right now.

Fu Yan checked the progress inside the house through the crack of the door.

It's okay, it's suitable for children.

Then he pushed open the door.

At this time, Zhang Chongxue and a burly man were lying on the table together, hugging their necks and chewing each other.

Hear the door open.

Zhang Chongxue didn't respond yet, but the strong man shivered in fright.

The strong man got up from the table and subconsciously pulled up his pants.

It turned out that he hadn't taken off his pants at all.

Fu Yan leaned against the door frame with one hand, and in the other hand, he held a gourd full of soup.

He stood at the door, looked at the two people in disheveled clothes, and said with a half-smile: "Hey, did I come here by accident?"

Although Fu Yan said it was unlucky, his body didn't move a single step, and he didn't intend to leave at all.

The strong man knew Fu Yan and knew that he was the patriarch's adopted son.

Although he was not sure about the relationship between Fu Yan and Zhang Chongxue, he also knew that Fu Yan would not be any worse than him.

He had the feeling of being an adulterer and being caught by another adulterer.

This kind of thing is disgraceful after all.

The strong man wanted to run subconsciously.

But Zhang Chongxue got up suddenly and grabbed the man's belt.

While stroking a piece of the man's abdominal muscle, Zhang Chongxue turned her head and said coquettishly: "Why don't you go to arrange a funeral for your wife and come to my place?"

Fu Yan: "Either he goes, or I stay, choose one."

Zhang Chongxue reacted for a while, then pushed the strong man's stomach fiercely, and said coquettishly to Fu Yan: "Damn it, damn it."

Fu Yan: "..."

Thank you, still alive.

Seeing this, the strong man picked up his clothes, draped them on his body, and ran out.

When passing by Fu Yan, he still couldn't hold back and said to Fu Yan, "Take care, brother."

Fu Yan nodded and smiled, "You too."

The strong man rolled away without stopping.

Fu Yan turned around, locked the door, and then walked slowly to Zhang Chongxue.

Zhang Chongxue was still sitting on the table half naked.

Although he is nearly forty years old, he still has the charm.

"Hmph! You still know to come to me, I thought you had forgotten me long ago!"

Zhang Chongxue blamed her, but looked at Fu Yan with straight eyes.

Fu Yan pursed his lips, "I didn't think much of it."

"Then what are you looking for me for, you bad guy."

After Zhang Chongxue finished speaking, she wanted to punch Fu Yan's chest with her small fist.

Seeing this, Fu Yan raised his hand and punched her fist.

"what--!"

With a scream, the back of Zhang Chongxue's hand quickly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She burst into tears instantly, and looked at Fu Yan aggrieved, "You...what are you doing..."

Fu Yan: "Aren't you going to punch me, hoie?"