Mr. He's movements were very natural, and the three of us remaining were stunned by the scene and stood there motionless.
"He didn't want to pay for his room, so he stayed at my place. After we got into an argument, he tried to set fire to my hotel, but I held him down and he couldn't hold on any longer."
He described the scene with such ease.
It was as if there was absolutely no pressure on him.
"Brother He, why don't you bury this thing? Leaving it here is just polluting our inn."
Zhou Pang spoke first.
After all, this is the hotel he's planning to take over.
"It's not that I don't want to do it, but you know how disgusting those management guys are. There's nothing I can do but leave it here for now."
I stared at the corpse's wide-open eyes, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
How much fear must have they experienced before they died to maintain that posture?
The girl gripped my arm even tighter.
"Didn't they say... this place contains sea marrow and other treasures?"
I suppressed my discomfort and couldn't help but complain.
When Mr. He came downstairs, he clearly explained things.
But now, all you see are dozens of headless coffins.
It doesn't look like a storage place at all.
At that moment, I was extremely grateful that Fatty Zhou had hidden the sea marrow in the storage room.
Otherwise, we probably would have found a bunch of coffins when we went looking for sea marrow.
At this moment, Mr. He looked a little embarrassed and scratched his head slightly.
"Hehe, I'm getting old, I can't remember clearly, let me look again. I put the sea marrow in the second to last coffin at the very back."
Yes, that's it.
As he spoke, he led us several more steps inside, and with each step I took, I felt a sticky sensation under my feet.
"This is it."
Looking at this coffin, I realized it was at least slightly more refined than the previous one.
It at least resembled a normal coffin, rather than one of those insulated bags that had been stored away for a long time.
As Mr. He spoke, he forcefully lifted the lid again.
"Master, I fucking laughed!"
Lei Jijian made a somewhat disdainful comment.
This time the stench is even stronger!
It even had a slightly bloody smell.
Yi Yi and Zhou Pang pinched their noses almost simultaneously.
There was also a faint smell of blood mixed in.
Inside the coffin was a female corpse, her hair disheveled and plastered to her face. Even more terrifying was that her hands were raised there, baring her teeth and claws, as if she had experienced a powerful struggle before death.
"ah!"
While looking around, Yiyi also called out at this moment.
That's when I realized that from his angle, he could see the lower half of the woman's body.
Below the knees, there's nothing there; there are no legs!
To be precise, it was knocked off by something.
The trouser legs were rolled up to the knees, and there were still some blackened blood scabs on the torn fabric.
His legs were cut off and he was put into this coffin. Was that also Mr. He's doing?
"Damn it!!" Fatty Zhou couldn't help but curse under his breath, pressing the wall against him again, his brows furrowed tightly. "Brother He, this..."
For a moment, I thought Zhou Pang wanted to withdraw his investment.
"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's a small matter. I'm old and can't remember clearly. This one seems to have come from the deep sea and died here with me."
Mr. He's face turned pale instantly, and he tried his best to smooth things over.
This time, however, his tone was not as firm as before.
My heart skipped a beat. Could the people from the deep sea be related to the blue-armored ones from before?
Or rather, wasn't the Xiao Zhang he mentioned earlier also lost in the deep sea?!
It's very likely that he's just like this woman.
At this moment, Yiyi quickly came up behind me, taking deep breaths with a sob in her voice.
My mind was even more conflicted. If it was all coffins, I really felt that Boss He might kill us all here.
Mr. He continued to promise us that it would be ready soon.
He continued walking forward with long strides, his back appearing rather thin under the lamplight, like a wandering ghost.
His blue overalls brushed against the coffin, sweeping away most of the dust, but Boss He didn't notice at all.
Driven by a speculative mentality, we all inexplicably followed suit.
I don't know why, but despite all the strange things about this Boss He, I just can't bring myself to dislike him.
However, we were very careful with every step we took as we passed through the gaps in the coffin, and I even deliberately avoided the spider webs near the coffin.
They were afraid of touching something and getting tainted by its evil energy, which would be no fun at all.
Zhou Pang followed behind, his brows furrowed, as if he were also very worried.
After walking for nearly 200 meters, just as I was marveling at the sheer size of the mezzanine, we finally arrived at an even more spacious area.
There aren't rows of coffins here; instead, there's just one solitary coffin.
Watching this scene, I was filled with even more emotion.
Could this be Mr. He's final trump card?
This time, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on Boss He's face.
That smile was like the mysterious smile he gave us when he first suddenly saw us, but with a hint of opportunism.
"Mr. He, what do you mean by this?"
I asked, but in my heart I was already prepared for the fight to begin.
"Brother He?"
The fat man also spoke up.
At that moment, in my mind, I had already told the lightning sword which angle to pierce through.
Those two corpses he just showed us were probably meant to intimidate us, and this place was likely prepared for us!
"No! There's no other meaning. It's just that this thing has an extremely yang nature, so you all have to be careful!"
I rarely take it out, even under normal circumstances, because this thing is too precious!
If regular sea marrow can provide some energy while simultaneously absorbing the vital energy of those who are weak, then my extremely yang sea marrow only replenishes, without depleting, the body's essence!
Wow, that's amazing?
I felt relieved, and then I saw Mr. He pause at the edge of the coffin with his withered finger.
He ran his fingers over the patterns on it, as if confirming something.
He looked up at us, a hint of cunning in his eyes, and then laughed.
"That's right, this is definitely it, this is the taste!"
As he spoke, Boss He bent down, gripped the groove of the coffin lid with both hands, and exerted force there. I noticed that the light here was already colder than before.
Under the light, Mr. He's fingers appeared even more bluish-white.
"Kid, come quick!"
Mr. He shouted angrily.
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