Not only was there a thick layer of blood on the ground, but even the walls turned blood red, as if blood was constantly emitting from outside. The blood on the bottom layer had solidified, and the uncoagulated blood slowly flowed on the wall, like water droplets that were solidified on the bathroom wall.

The windowsills, mosquito nets, beds, and wall lamps were all stained with blood, especially the curtains. The lace hem now looks like a sticky blood line, and blood is still dripping with dripping. The blood on the curtains has dried up, revealing an ugly dark red. The only clean part in the room is the ceiling, which is white, but this white looks extremely pale in this red.

And in the reds below, there were still spots of white. Look carefully, there were broken limbs and arms. They were like white dumplings in a pot of red soup. They were gone with blood, and the blood-colored ground and walls. The remaining limbs could be seen clearly. The wounds of each limb were as uneven as the uneven burrs, with minced meat.

It seems that these limbs were twisted off by people or bitten off by some wild beast.

It is conceivable how much suffering these three people suffered when they died.

Such a scene was seen by Li Suo and Qin Mu. As for the other two, they were so scared that they were so scared by the three who could laugh. If they saw it inside, they would probably be crazy.

Qin Mu endured the bloody smell in the air and touched Yu Xiu's top pocket. Then he found a red, small lighter and picked up some flammable firewood from the ground. A handful of firewood burned violently. Qin Mu held the small torch with a hint of harsh face.

"What are you going to do?" Li Suo was stunned and looked at Qin Mu for no reason.

Qin Mu sneered at him and threw the torch directly into the room. The torch with flames threw a curved surface on the dressing table next to the curtain. The raging fire immediately burned the books on the table, and it became bigger and bigger. In a few minutes, the dark red curtains that had been stained with blood were soon spread.

"You're crazy!" Li Suo suddenly went crazy, like a crazy lion pounced directly at Qin Mu. Qin Mu was staggered by him and almost hit the grapefruit tree behind him. If Qin Mu hadn't remembered that there were three strange heads in the book and forced him to dodge, otherwise it would be fine if he really hit someone's head, but Qin Mu was psychologically disgusted.

"Am I crazy, or are you crazy?" Qin Mu said gritting his teeth, as if the words were squeezed out of his mouth one by one.

Li Suo was stunned. Looking at the house behind him, which was already burning in flames, he suddenly felt that it was too late to say anything.

"Do you think you should keep him in this situation? The blood and limbs in the room are all over the room, except for burning fire?" Qin Mu couldn't help but get angry in his eyes, and the last sentence almost roared out of his chest.

Li Suo felt a burst of pain in his cheeks, as if he was burned by fire. He jumped up like a cat with his tail: "What can I do? What can I do?" The screaming sound was louder than Qin Mu, which shocked the monk and Yu Xiu to look at him repeatedly.

"What can I do..." The dark man knelt on the ground and kowtowed at the room: "I can't do anything..." Seeing the blood and limbs in the room being swallowed by the flames, he was powerless, kneeling at the door like a coward with tears on his face.

Qin Mu was silent, and Yu Xiu and Monk were even more curious about what the two of them saw in the room. This curiosity was like a cat that could tease people. He kept scratching everyone's heartstrings with his little claws, and screamed cutely from time to time, making people feel itchy.

However, with Qin Mu and Li Suo standing by the door, the idea of ​​monk Yu Xiuhe is only limited to thinking about it.

"What should I do with these three heads?" Yu Xiu recovered a little. At this time, he looked at the three heads and smiled very strangely. If it was a sarcastic smile before, then it is more in line with what Yu Xiu said about the face muscle spasm. Now several heads have crooked mouths and slanted eyes, which are similar to the symptoms of spasm.

Qin Mu took a look and breathed some relief. He was afraid that there would be other dirty things in these things to manipulate. Just this look had already made everyone vomit and vomit, and they had not suffered any substantial damage. They were all retching and their faces were pale. If there were some evil souls or the like, the group would probably have to lie down.

Qin Mu and Monk have seen many ghosts, but humans are humans after all, and they have an instinctive resistance to bloody things. In that aspect, let alone Qin Mu, even if a specialized dissertation comes, they will be scared to speak.

"Of course it's burned, is it still hanging as a pomelo?" Qin Mu looked at these things with crooked mouths and eyes. When the guess in his mind was broken, he breathed a sigh of relief, and even said jokes.

"Uh..." Yu Xiu was stunned, and with his hands hanging down, he saw several heads at a loss and didn't know how to start. Instead, the monk directly cut off the branch with the head hanging on his head with the kitchen knife he just found in the kitchen.

This branch looked particularly large. After the monk cut it down, the end of the branch could still be seen with the naked eye that seemed to flow endlessly. And because of the existence of this blood, a faint fragrance wafted around the entire house.

When the branches fall to the ground, you can still hear the sound of the head hitting the concrete floor at the door. The "bangbang" sounds like a slap in the ball, the sound is regular and crisp.

Yu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and found a not-too-large shovel from the low house next to him where firewood was specially placed. He immediately started digging a hole in the part of the unfilled concrete floor next to the house.

It lasted about two or three hours before Yu Xiu dug a hole on the ground.

Qin Mu walked over and took a look, looking dark. Unexpectedly, Yu Xiu, who was big and thick, had the talent to hit rabbit holes. Look at the pit, this pit was dug, it was not a big pit, it was simply a meteorite crater. I really don’t understand why the monk was just digging such a deep pit to burn those three heads? Qin Mu now has infinite doubts that this pit was not used to burn things, but to plant trees.

In Qin Mu's suspicious eyes, the thick branches were placed in the "meteorite crater" left by Yu Xiu. Yu Xiu's face was cold and made the same, using firewood piled on the side, and it was directly lit and thrown inside.

During the collision, due to the violent movement, some of the heads were deformed. The half-open eyes were now completely opened. Yu Xiu had been standing outside the pit and observing the situation, but now he turned his head and did not dare to look at the body with his eyes open.
Chapter completed!