He is the protagonist's younger brother.

In the blood-red bathtub, countless tiny pieces of meat were floating, like a flower of evil blooming in a pool of blood.

What’s even more horrifying is that there was only an intact head left in the bathtub, floating alone in the blood.

Those lifeless eyes seemed to tell of the endless pain and torture he had suffered in his lifetime.

Seeing such a horrific death, everyone present was dumbfounded and shocked beyond words.

"How did Old Xu die?" someone asked in a trembling voice, trying to get an answer from his companions, but all he got in response was silence and confusion.

After a long while, someone spoke timidly: "I don't know... I just got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and accidentally saw him lying in the bathtub..."

His voice was filled with fear and confusion, and after witnessing the nightmarish scene, he had the idea of ​​exiting the copy.

Faced with the unexpected, strange and terrifying situation, everyone fell into deep thought.

Without any warning, a crisp "click" sound echoed throughout the living room.

The taskers sitting in a row on the sofa were so shocked that they trembled all over.

A beam of dazzling light shot in from the door, shining directly behind two figures, one big and one small.

What astonished everyone was not the two people themselves, but the rich aroma of rice that came along with them.

This tempting aroma is like an invisible hand, tightly gripping everyone's stomach.

I don't know whose stomach made the first "gurgling" sound, as if a switch was turned on, and then several similar sounds were heard.

"Who has any food?" Finally someone couldn't help but ask.

No one responded for a while, and the living room fell into a dead silence...

At this moment, a slight but clearly audible "kabakaba" sound came into my ears.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and all eyes were focused on Butler Hill, their eyes filled with eagerness and desire.

Faced with such intense gazes, Hill seemed unaware and remained calm.

It escorted the siblings to the luxurious guest rooms on the third floor in an orderly manner, then retreated respectfully and turned to the first floor.

When it stood still again, it said in an almost formulaic tone: "Everyone, please be patient, dinner will be ready soon, please go to the restaurant and wait for a while."

After saying this, he said no more and just stood there quietly, like a sculpture.

After the tempting aroma of delicious food gradually faded away, their deep longing for the dinner dishes became stronger and stronger.

However, when they arrived at the restaurant and sat down.

When they saw the dishes being served and actually presented in front of them, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Fried ghost hand: black and red interlaced, with the finger joints clearly visible.

Fried Monster Heart: Blood covers the bottom of the plate, and the fishy smell is extremely pungent.

Stir-fried heart and lungs, and cold-mixed shredded ghost grass, etc.

The plate was filled with colorful and weird food, and the smell it emitted was simply unbearable and extremely disgusting!

Their mood instantly plummeted to the bottom, as if they had fallen into a bottomless abyss, freezing cold.

Faced with such horrible food, eating it would probably result in immediate death.

If you choose not to eat, hunger will come flooding back like a tide.

The dilemma made everyone present feel extremely frightened and helpless. Who would dare to really do it?

Because they were afraid of Butler Hill's powerful aura, one of the braver people carefully lowered his voice and asked, "Excuse me, Butler Hill, is there any left of the fragrant food just now?"

Before he finished speaking, the skeleton butler sneered with disdain.

He responded, "Those are special ingredients prepared by distinguished guests themselves. We at the Earl's Mansion will never serve such things."

After saying this, it very politely took off the hat on its head, placed it in front of its chest, and then bowed slightly.

"Please cherish the hard-earned food resources and clean up the restaurant properly after you finish your meal.

Finally, I wish you all a peaceful sleep tonight and a sweet dream. "

After saying this, Hill completely ignored the outsiders. A complex expression appeared on his face. He turned around and turned into a ball of thick black mist, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

After all, it was time to get off work, and Hill had no intention of working overtime.

Just now, the big devil was very satisfied with its service attitude and rewarded it with a bottle of bone-maintaining essential oil. It can't wait to go back and try it.

In the silent restaurant, they were surprised at the butler's irrational behavior, and feared his power, so they dared not speak out to ask him to stay.

To eat, or not to eat?

"How about we pack it up?"

How come they didn't bring any food?

I just don't want to share it with others.

After all, up to now, everyone still doesn’t know what conditions must be met in order to successfully pass this copy.

If there is competition among them, no one would be willing to take out the scarce food in their backpack to support a competitor who might be their enemy!

Not long ago, it was a scene of everyone being happy and warm together, but now, the harmonious atmosphere has completely fallen apart like a broken mirror.

It didn't take long before everyone quickly distributed the disgusting and inedible food.

Carefully put them into the bags they had prepared in advance.

After carefully tidying up the restaurant, they and their teammates returned to their respective rooms on the second floor.

When they stepped into the corridor, they immediately smelled a strong, pungent musty smell and the scent of flying dust.

The wooden stairs creaked under my feet, as if some unknown danger would come with every step I took.

The walls on both sides of the corridor are densely covered with ancient portraits whose bright colors have faded.

The deeper you go, the darker and gloomier the surrounding environment becomes. The light in the corridor is almost completely swallowed up by the endless darkness.

They quickened their pace and quickly reached the door of their residence, opening and closing it in one go.

In the room on the third floor, the elder sister and the younger brother tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep because they were too full.

We unanimously decided to take a walk in the corridor to digest the food and appreciate the exquisite portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor.

The moment the two stepped into the corridor, the dim candlelight on the wall suddenly brightened, illuminating the area within five meters.

Squeeze your brother's hand and comfort him not to be afraid.

Wei Meng confidently introduced the detailed information behind these portraits to his younger brother and the audience friends who were watching the live broadcast.