In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

On the other side, Lu Ziqiao, who had fallen somewhere, struggled to open his eyes, only to see that the surroundings were extremely desolate, pitch black and blurry. Everything was extremely blurry and there didn't seem to be any people around.

The air was filled with miserable sounds like those of evil spirits crawling out of hell.

"If you have a grudge, take revenge. If you have a vengeance, take revenge."

"If there is a grievance, it should be avenged. If there is a vengeance, it should be aven

"There's a grudge! Take revenge! There's revenge! Take revenge!"

Lu Ziqi was suddenly startled and frightened by the increasingly loud screams. He quickly stood up and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Who? Who's pretending to be a ghost and scaring people? I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of you. Besides, your ghost act isn't professional at all. At least get some blood."

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"What's the matter?"

Lu Ziqi touched his bald head in confusion, not knowing what had dripped onto his head.

After reaching out and touching it, he took a casual look and saw that his hands were red.

"cut."

Lu Ziqi sneered, then fainted without hesitation.

"Hahaha."

A burst of laughter caught Lu Ziqiao's attention, and he no longer cared about pretending to be dead.

But when he saw this, Lu Ziqiao was shocked again.

In that dark and damp corner, curled up was a skinny old man who looked like a demon. Only bony bones and a layer of skin remained of his body, seemingly devoid of all flesh and blood.

The pair of hands that were like the roots of a dead tree were locked tightly with heavy iron chains, and his sharp nails like those of a wild beast were constantly scratching the earth wall, leaving hideous marks.

Two sharp blades connected to chains were inserted into his shoulders. The two blades pierced his body and pierced his scapula, so that even if he was still struggling, he could not leave the range of the chains.

What was even more terrifying was that both of his legs were severed at the base, leaving only tangled flesh and dried blood at the ends.

As for his eyes, the original eyeballs had long disappeared, leaving only two abyss-like black frames.

It can be said that it looks seven parts like a monster and nine parts like a ghost.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Lu Ziqiao asked tremblingly, but even if the other party said that he was a human, Lu Ziqiao would definitely think that the other party was lying. How could such a guy be a human?

But this person ignored Lu Ziqiao. He opened his hands towards the sky and sucked the bird flying outside over with a suction force out of thin air.

The man grabbed the bird and broke its neck without hesitation, then began to drink its blood.

"If I were a ghost, I would be a fierce ghost seeking revenge."

The old man smiled grimly, blood showing between his teeth.

"Why am I here?" Lu Ziqiao really didn't want to bother with this guy who looked more like a ghost than a human, but when he looked around, there seemed to be no exit.

"I saw you flying above and thought it was a big bird that sucked you down. I was just about to enjoy a good meal, but I didn't expect it to be a person."

The old man put the bird in his hand into his mouth and chewed it fiercely.

"But it's not bad."

The old man smiled grimly and moved on the ground.

Lu Ziqiao suddenly felt something was wrong and wanted to escape, but was easily grabbed by the ankle and pulled back.

"The waist is elastic."

"Smooth skin."

The old man twisted Lu Ziqiao's hands and feet, and finally turned them into a ball.

Lu Ziqiao's inner monologue: "In Shaolin Temple, I was a ball. After leaving Shaolin Temple, I am still a ball. Then, didn't I leave Shaolin Temple for nothing?"

“It must be very fresh and tender.”

The old man excitedly ran his fingers across Lu Ziqiao's face, then laughed loudly in Lu Ziqiao's ear. Lu Ziqiao suddenly felt a chill. What did this old guy want to do?

"Hey, let me go! It's okay to be groped by a little girl, but you old bastard are groping me? And you don't even pay me!!!"

Lu Ziqiao struggled constantly, trying to break free, but he was no match for the old guy.

"You little monk, not only are you lusting after love, but you're also greedy for money?"

The old man touched Lu Ziqiao's bald head and laughed.

"Hey, who says bald people are monks? And, even if I am a monk, I can still become a monk. Besides, it's a hero's character."

"As for greed, I don't need to spend money on food, clothing, and other daily necessities. So what's wrong with me being greedy?"

Lu Ziqiao defended himself, saying that this look was not very convincing.

"Hahaha, you're honest enough to say that. It's a pity that even if you wanted to return to secular life now, you don't have the chance."

"What do you want to do?" Lu Ziqiao asked a little worriedly. The guy in front of him didn't look like a good person.

"I've been here for decades, eating nothing but snakes, insects, rats, ants, and wild animals. I haven't smelled a human in ages. Today I finally got a human, and it's a little monk."

The old man opened his mouth excitedly and ferociously, and kissed Lu Ziqiao's bald head, as if he wanted to swallow Lu Ziqiao in one bite.

"Help! You're a pervert! You're assaulting a good boy."

Lu Ziqiao was so frightened that he screamed wildly and his hands and feet kept resisting.

"Hey, I just want to eat you. Don't say such disgusting things. It's disgusting."

The old man stopped and patted Lu Ziqiao's bald head in disgust.

"You want to eat me, and you won't let me scream. That's a bit too much."

Lu Ziqiao replied with the same disgust.

"Hey, never mind."

Seeing that he couldn't convince Lu Ziqiao, the old man simply continued to prepare to eat.

Lu Ziqiao suddenly felt something was wrong. His mind was working at high speed. A flash of inspiration came to him and he hurriedly interrupted the old man's actions.

"You've been trapped here for a long time, haven't you? I can help you get out."

Lu Ziqiao, who really didn't want to die in such a miserable state, struggled and shouted.

Seeing that the old man really stopped, Lu Ziqiao used all his deception skills.

"Senior, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor."

"I see you're trapped here. You must have been framed."

"Senior, you don't want your enemies to live comfortably out there, do you?"

"Senior, you don't want this kind of thing, do you?"

Lu Ziqiao's inner monologue: "Why do I always feel that there is something wrong with these lines? But who cares? As the Lüshi Chunqiu says, whether it's RMB or USD, it's all money."

"No, you lied to me." The old man roared madly. He couldn't believe that the evil spirits living in hell were not afraid of torture, but of hope, because hope is like the sun, which can burn the evil spirits to ashes.

"No, no, to be honest, I was also tricked into this place by a bitch."

There was no doubt about the hatred in Lu Ziqiao's tone when he mentioned this bitch. If Chen Meijia hadn't tricked him, he wouldn't have ended up like this and was almost eaten like a buffet by this guy.

Even if he could be resurrected, this kind of death would still cause psychological trauma.

Perhaps he was persuaded by Lu Ziqiao, or perhaps he wanted to confide in someone after years of grievances, the old man let go of Lu Ziqiao's hand. Even though his eyes had lost their luster, he still couldn't hide the sadness in them.