"Then, can I leave now?" Zhao Hong said tremblingly, finally regaining some consciousness.
"The advice is not to do that, but if you want to leave, you can try."
Unexpectedly, the butler's attitude was quite kind. If you ignore the unchanging smile on his face and this unusual and strange place, he is really just an ordinary old man.
"Oh right," he said, "the kitchen and reception room are on the first floor, and the dining room is to the right of the stairs. Mr. Li Dapeng should have seen it."
Li Dapeng, who was called, looked away.
"The second floor is your guest room, including a fitness room and a music room. You are welcome to use it as you please. I kindly ask that you return to your room before nine o'clock. My master does not like to be disturbed, so please remain quiet once you enter the room."
"The third floor is the master's residence. Please do not enter without the master's permission." The housekeeper said, "Otherwise, the master will be very unhappy."
He didn't mention the consequences of the host being unhappy, but the dimming of the lights in the hall made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.
The butler pointed to the clock hanging in the hall and said, "Please go to the restaurant for dinner at 8:00 AM, 12:00 PM, and 6:00 PM. You can dine at other times as you wish."
The butler glanced at his pocket watch and said, "It's already half past three. Eight guests, have a nice afternoon."
After he finished speaking, under the astonished gazes of the others, the smile on his face grew wider and wider, the corners of his mouth gradually rose, passed over the wings of his nose, reached his cheekbones, and almost connected with his lower eyelids.
It's like drawing an inverted "eight" on a wrinkled piece of tree bark.
Someone gasped, and the breathing was particularly clear in the quiet room.
The lights dimmed, and when they came back on they were much brighter than before, but no one had the time to pay attention.
At this time, the door of the villa, which was originally closed, was wide open. The entrance was clean and empty.
"I told you! He's not human!" Zhao Hong jumped up, pointed at the empty door, and screamed, "How could a normal person laugh like that?"
"His eyes have merged with his mouth!"
Li Dapeng was clearly still frightened. He pulled the overly excited Zhao Hong down, pointed his oppressive arm at each person, and said in a trembling voice:
"There are only seven people here, where did the eighth one come from?"
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