From a few meters away, Hongyue smiled and said, “Where did the ugly, bald bird on your shoulder come from?”
The crow angrily spread its wings.
I am a dignified demon! You fish-lipped woman!
Bai Lixin approached Hongyue, who had a light makeup today, but the delicate application couldn’t conceal the slight dark circles under her eyes.
“Didn’t sleep last night?”
“Oh, don’t mention it,” Hongyue coquettishly leaned sideways, pointing with her slender cigarette-holding fingers towards Room 207 next door. “I didn’t intend to stay up all night, but the noise from next door kept me awake. I couldn’t stand it, so I went to sit on the sofa in my lobby. Unexpectedly, I fell asleep sitting there, and it was just like sleeping in my own room.”
Hongyue’s words weren’t very clear, but Bai Lixin understood what she meant.
Even if they didn’t sleep on the bed, they couldn’t change the intrusion of the “character setting” in their minds.
The problem was not with the bed but with their rooms.
Yesterday, there were three lives sleeping in his room: the angel Padi, the little demon crow, and himself.
Angel Padi had already left, and he didn’t know what he had dreamt. But judging from the behavior of this foolish bird, even if it was on the bed last night, it seemed to have no memories of that “character setting.”
So, does the memory of the “character setting” only apply to them?
Or is it only targeted at a specific person in the room?
Perhaps hearing Hongyue’s voice, the door of Room 207 suddenly opened, and the portly Mr. Nick walked out wearing a high-end suit, looking refreshed.
As soon as he opened the door, he looked their way, smiling mischievously, “Miss Hongyue, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”
“I apologize if I disturbed you last night.”
Hongyue extinguished the cigarette with her bare hand and threw it into the trash can behind the door. She raised her eyes coldly and asked, “Old man, I’m just curious, how did you deceive her?”
Mr. Nick smiled again, “Deceive? Do I need to deceive? It’s all because of my personal charm. And she willingly fell into my hands, she practically offered herself.”
“A free gift, why refuse it?”
“But if it’s the two of you,” Mr. Nick’s face, flushed, curved into a sinister smile, “I won’t be as crude as I was with her. I’ll treat you both gently, with absolute tenderness.”
“Give it some thought?”
Bai Lixin secretly furrowed his brows.
He frowned not because of Mr. Nick’s vulgar and indecent remarks but because of the impression he gave.
Although his lecherous side had already been revealed in the past two days, he still tried to restrain himself and maintain a “gentleman” persona.
However, the current Mr. Nick seemed to care little about the so-called gentlemanly etiquette.
He indulged in his desires without restraint, explicit and vulgar, as if there was nothing in the world that mattered to him.
Could it be that desires had intensified during their time at the resort?
Soon, the youngest daughter also opened the door and walked out. Her face was as pale as wax, and underneath the heavy makeup, the signs of fatigue couldn’t be concealed.
Afterwards, Jia’er, the eldest daughter, the two sons-in-law and the actress from Room 206 all emerged as well.
Mr. Nick looked at his large family with satisfaction, then quickly asked, “Where is my wife? Why isn’t she awake yet? What time is it?”
Mr. Nick pointed to the youngest daughter, “You, knock on the door and wake her up. The Nick family is diligent and hardworking. We don’t tolerate laziness.”
“Bring her out, I want to teach her a lesson.”
“These pretentious women are all lowly creatures. If we don’t show them some authority, they won’t know what’s good for them.”
The actress in front of Room 206 turned pale, awkwardly lowered her head, and hid her entire face in her neck, resembling an ostrich.
Bai Lixin silently observed everyone’s expressions.
The eldest daughter glanced at Mr. Nick, then glanced at the actress, seemingly seeing through everything.
The younger son-in-law’s eyes, on the other hand, kept scanning between the youngest daughter and the eldest son-in-law, his expression ugly.
Although the youngest daughter’s face turned pale for a moment, she mustered up the courage and walked towards Mrs. Nick’s door.
The eldest son-in-law, on the other hand, stood timidly, looking as if he lacked the courage.
Jia’er cooperated well and didn’t leave. She put on a thick black veil, quietly sitting in her wheelchair, observing the events unfolding in the Nick family at that moment.
The youngest daughter took hesitant steps towards Mrs. Nick’s door. She hesitated, raised her hand, and, urged impatiently by Mr. Nick once again, gritted her teeth and knocked forcefully on the door, signaling Mrs. Nick to wake up.
After knocking five or six times, the youngest daughter stopped and nervously stood at the doorway, tilting her head to listen for any sounds from inside.
After about ten seconds, she whispered, “There’s no sound from inside.”
Mr. Nick’s face instantly turned gloomy. He walked over with large strides, raised his arm, and slapped the youngest daughter hard in the face. “Did you not have your meal? You knocked so lightly. She wouldn’t have heard it unless it was a ghost. Useless thing!”
With a crisp sound, the youngest daughter was slapped to the ground.
The eldest daughter’s interest was immediately piqued. Instead of rushing to help her sister, she laughed heartily as if it were a joke. “Well done, Father! Some people are just asking to be hit before they even move.”
Not only the eldest daughter, even the young daughter’s husband showed no concern. Upon witnessing his wife being slapped, he even felt a faint sense of satisfaction.
The eldest son-in-law stood there dumbfounded, furrowing his brow imperceptibly and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that the entire Nick family did not hold the youngest daughter in high regard.
The root of this issue likely lay with Mr. Nick himself. As the head of the family, his consistent mistreatment of his youngest daughter, regardless of the situation, had indirectly influenced the attitudes of the others.
Thus, Mr. Nick, along with everyone else in the Nick family, marginalized the youngest daughter.
As the slap landed on the young daughter, her cheek instantly turned red and swollen. Her head had hit Mrs. Nick’s door before falling to the ground.
The young daughter’s face, half red and half white, now appeared even paler.
She stared at the blood in her hand, her expression numb with a bitter smile, as if she had long grown accustomed to such treatment.
As she forcefully propped herself up against the carpet, she discovered something viscous seeping from under it when she applied pressure with her arm.
Her face paled further, and she trembled as she raised her hand, finding it stained with blood.
“Ahhh!” she screamed in fright. “Blood! There’s blood!”
Bai Lixin and Hongyue exchanged a glance and hurriedly approached. Hongyue had strong arms and supported the almost unconscious young woman, moving her aside.
The young daughter’s face, originally partly red and partly white, now became even more pallid.
She stared at the blood on her hand, her body trembling uncontrollably. Foam even started to seep out of her mouth.
Seeing the young daughter’s condition, Bai Lixin quickly gripped her lower jaw to prevent her from accidentally biting her tongue during the seizure.
While controlling the youngest daughter, Bai Lixin turned to Mr. Nick and asked, “Does your daughter have hemophobia? Does she have seizures when she sees blood?”
Mr. Nick’s concern for his daughter’s recent condition seemed even less than that for the bloodstain on the ground. He glanced at the blood and casually replied, “Ever since her mother died, she’s had this problem. Don’t bother with her. She won’t die, and she’ll recover soon.”
“But this blood… Do you think it came from my wife’s room? Has something happened to her?”
“Quick, go call a staff member to open her room. I suspect something has happened to my wife!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a horrifying scream echoed from upstairs, as if in response to the youngest daughter’s scream.
It was the voice of Mrs. Aisli, the philanthropist. Her screams were loud and clear, reaching the ears of everyone present. “Blood! It’s blood! My goodness, go get someone to open the door! Poor Old Oude, he must be in danger!”
A minute later, the attendant who had heard the voice rushed upstairs and opened Mrs. Nick’s room on the second floor. Immediately afterward, without any delay, he swiftly proceeded to the third floor.
Soon, another scream rang out from upstairs, even more intense than before, as if something shocking and terrifying had been witnessed.
The youngest daughter’s seizure subsided after a while, and she was drenched in sweat. Her wet bangs fell over her eyes, and beads of perspiration dripped down her hair, eventually falling into her eyes. She remained unmoved, as if her soul had been detached from her body.
Hongyue placed the youngest daughter against the wall and comforted her, saying, “Rest here and don’t wander around. It seems something has also happened upstairs.”
The youngest daughter’s head slumped weakly against the wall, appearing like a puppet frozen in place, motionless except for the occasional blink of her eyes. She could easily be mistaken for a real doll.
After settling the youngest daughter, Bai Lixin and Hongyue proceeded to the doorway and discovered that the bloodstain had originated from the lobby.
The blood had flowed from the lobby, extending all the way to the entrance, and seeped through the gap under the door. Due to the high-quality carpet’s exceptional water absorption and deodorizing properties, they hadn’t initially noticed the smell of blood.
If that blood belonged to Mrs. Nick, it was likely that her body had long been drained of blood.
The eldest daughter and her husband were already terrified. The husband cowered behind the eldest daughter, while the eldest daughter covered her eyes and dared not go near.
Even the usually arrogant younger son-in-law remained silent. However, he mustered the courage to approach and stood at the doorway, peering inside cautiously. He asked, “This… Could it just be a prank by Madam?”
Bai Lixin and Hongyue exchanged a glance, then both proceeded straight into the lobby without hesitation.
Mr. Nick remained silent, taking a deep breath before finally making up his mind. “Let’s go in and take a look!”
Saying that, he cautiously lifted his feet, avoiding the flowing blood, and walked step by step into the lobby.
The youngest son-in-law followed closely behind.
However, the eldest daughter and her husband showed no intention of entering.
Soon, Bai Lixin and Hongyue skillfully navigated around the bloodstains and arrived in the lobby. At the sight of the contents, Hongyue instinctively turned her head and stopped the others in their tracks. “I advise you all not to come in.”
Mr. Nick and the youngest son-in-law turned pale, but Mr. Nick soon noticed Bai Lixin and Hongyue’s composed expressions. Their faces revealed no trace of fear or terror.
These two were just a servant and a fallen noble. How much experience and insight could they possess? If they weren’t afraid, then how could he be?
Mr. Nick pondered for a moment and arrogantly declared, “My wife… why shouldn’t I know what has happened to her? Despite her numerous flaws and bad habits, I still love her. I need to know what has happened to her.”
With that, Mr. Nick disregarded Hongyue’s well-intentioned advice and strode boldly into the lobby.
The youngest son-in-law followed closely behind.
The two of them arrived at the lobby almost simultaneously, and the scene before them slammed into their eyes, causing their legs to weaken, and they knelt directly on the ground.
On the walls and ceiling, pieces of flesh were hanging like cured meat.
But this wasn’t beef, nor was it pork.
It was living human flesh!
Human limbs and bones were suspended from the four corners of the lobby, while the head was hanging from the chandelier in the center. Mrs. Nick had long hair, and her head was casually entangled in the gaps of the chandelier, with her pupils contracted in terror, as if she had seen something horrifying before her death.
Those unblinking eyes stared directly at Mr. Nick, meeting his gaze.
On the walls, pieces of flesh cut from a woman’s body were neatly hung around all four sides. There must have been blood when they were hung, but by now, the blood on the walls had dried up.
The other bones were piled up under the head on the table, with one rib conspicuously inserted among the pile, looking very conspicuous.
The blood had flowed from under the bones, streaming along the floor to the entrance and seeping into the carpet.
This was not a simple case of murder, but rather a kind of torture or a bizarre ritual.
Mr. Nick stared at the hell like scene before him, unable to control his body, standing there as cold sweat dripped down his back, and his scalp tingled.
His palm instinctively groped the ground in fear, and suddenly, he seemed to touch something soft and warm.
The sensation wasn’t like that of a towel; it felt more like some kind of flesh.
Mr. Nick’s whole body stiffened abruptly, and he forcefully swallowed his saliva, lowering his head in fear.
Under his palm was a bald, ugly crow that had fallen to the ground with it’s legs crossed.
Mr. Nick lost control completely and screamed, “Ahhh, what a terrifying ugly crow!!!”
The crow, which had just opened its eyes after being scared unconscious, nearly had its eardrums ruptured by the ear-piercing scream.
It flapped its wings desperately, feeling resentful and angry, “…”
Ah, I’ve said it before, I am a noble little demon lord, not an ugly crow! Moreover, I am not ugly at all!
Seeing that no one screamed at the sight of the terrifying corpse, but screamed at it instead, was it really that ugly?
It was so angry, it had never been so frustrated and angry before.
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In the live broadcast room.
[I can’t bear to watch anymore, please, let’s get the crow some insurance, I’m worried it will die from fright like this.]
[Crow: Flapping Wings.jpg]
[Hahaha, oh no, stop flapping your wings, restrain yourself a bit, or you really will lose all your feathers. After all, there aren’t many left for you to squander.]
[”Back to the Days Before Liberation”]
[Damn, family, when Mrs. Nick’s face suddenly appeared just now, I almost lost my soul, scared me to death.]
[Same here, wuuu, luckily the barrage started scrolling, it gave me a sense of security.]
[Hmph, little fairy, I knew you were using me to hide from the ghosts.]
[Mrs. Nick was fine last night, how did it end up like this today? So tragic.]
[But speaking of this half-assed little demon crow, who is the real demon after all? This proud demon, upon seeing the crime scene, fainted in fear. Did this little demon lord crown itself? Perhaps it’s a talking crow that can tell fortunes?]
[Hahaha, a fortune-telling crow.]
[No, it should be called a bald fortune-telling crow.]
[With it embarrassing the demon world like this, won’t the Demon King hunt it down?]
[Maybe the Demon King had already expelled it and casually kicked it down to the human world.]
[Crow: ??? You guys are blatantly cyberbullying me! I’m going to sue you for defamation!]
[Didn’t we hear another scream from above? Want to take a look before sleeping?]
[No, I’m already numb, I don’t want to go, if you want to go, you go.]
