Lucia and the other person squatting by the door stagnated their breath and silently shrank back.
Stephen had already stood up with the paintbrush and walked towards the door.
As the door opened, Mary and Ben were standing outside.
Mary glanced at Stephen's face and walked in first: "Stephen, did you overact yesterday's play a little too much?"
Stephen laughed, holding the paintbrush that was still dripping with red liquid, and drew a line on the blank drawing board next to him, with a cruel smile in his one eye.
"Madam, if this play is not real enough, how can you fool those new tourists?"
"Besides, it's her who is in pain, not you. I watched so much fresh paint being wasted, it's a pity."
Mary snorted coldly: "Are you lying to me or yourself?"
"You care about the blood of a woman who is over 50 years old? I remember that you used to feed the blood of those women to those beasts."
Stephen didn't care about being exposed by her, but sighed faintly: "It's not the same as before. Even if it's not as sweet as the blood of young girls, it's still inferior pigment."
Ben next to him sneered: "Only you and Joal have fallen to this point, and still think about these inexplicable things all day long."
Stephen smiled: "Mr. Joel likes human fear, I like the blood of young girls, and you, even if you have become ghosts, don't you still like money?It's just what we need."
When it comes to money, Mary and Ben's faces changed. "Speaking of money, the two of us always work hard to follow the group of tourists, and we are worried and exhausted. Stephen, you have to talk to Mr. Joel.For example, the remuneration this time should be increased a little, right?"
Stephen's single eye flashed with contempt, but he still smiled and said, "Of course, as long as the audience dies, there will be no shortage of money."
Under the glaring incandescent light, the faces of the two people, which should have been honest, were now full of suffocating mercenary greed, which made Bella, who was hiding behind the drawing board, feel cold in her heart just by looking at them.
How could Mary and Ben be so cowardly in front of them at this time?
They were obviously two old liars who took advantage of others without shedding blood.
Lucia was surprised by what they said.
Travelers?
She did know that the two people in front of her were not players after Lucius reminded her, but Lucia still had doubts about it.
For example, the fearful look in Mary's eyes when she came on stage at the beginning and Ben's eyes were really the behavior that should be shown when playing the game for the first time.
Why did it suddenly change?
Mary frowned and looked at her nails impatiently, as if there should be something there.
"That's it, but Stephen, when you finish bleeding the two little girls, remember to leave the little girl with the mole on her nose intact."
As she said that, she walked to Stephen's paint bucket, squatted down, and tore off the gauze on her wrist: "This body is too old. It just bled a little, but it has been unable to use strength since last night. I don't have the mood to stay in her body."
Mary tore off the gauze on both wrists and slowly sank her hands into the bucket of deep red blood.
Lucia and Bella, who were hiding in the dark, looked at each other, and saw solemnity in their eyes.
So, the one who screamed miserably on the stage at that time was the real Mary.
And now Mary is just a ghost occupying Mary's body?
So is Mary and Ben still saved?
Lucia frowned, and the hand hanging by her side slowly tightened.
Ben wiped the sweat off his head and said unhappily, "Not better than me? I haven't moved this body in a long time. Damn it, I sweat when I move. I'm so tired."
"I'm attracted to that little boy, just for his body. If not, the man with glasses will do, but it's a pity that the fat guy is crying in the circus."
Hearing this, Lucia suddenly thought of the two voices that appeared outside the door last night. Mary and Joan. So, it was the ghost choosing the body?
In other words, Ben and Mary were possessed by ghosts since last night. Did Lucius lie to her?
Lucia thought of what Lucius said to her. Obviously, every sentence was hinting that Mary and Ben were not players, but the fact is that before today, Mary and Ben were indeed players. But on the contrary, Lucius did not say exactly that Mary and Ben were not players at the beginning.
A fox who likes to play word games. Lucia complained expressionlessly.
If she and Bella hadn't happened to see Mary and Ben's actions, she might have really thought that Mary and Ben were ghosts.
But the advantage of this is that they won't feel any guilt after passing the dungeon.
Thinking of this, Lucia's eyes paused slightly.
In this way, Lucius's ambiguous words are very puzzling.
Mary took her hand out of the paint bucket soaked in blood, looked at the wound that had recovered, squinted and sneered: "If that monster hadn't suddenly appeared, why would we have to stay in this town all day long?"
Stephen's calm eyes suddenly collapsed, and the fangs exposed outside were trembling slightly.
Just when he wanted to say something, the door of the room was knocked again.
Stephen took back his words and looked at the door: "Come in."
With a familiar sound of high heels, Lucia immediately knew who was knocking on the door outside.
Dania, wearing a red dress, walked up to Stephen and whispered, "Mr. Stephen, Mr. Joel asked me to inform you that the performance is about to begin, so you should be ready."
Stephen didn't answer, just looked at her, and suddenly ordered: "Dania, turn around and let me see."
Dania didn't refuse, and turned around in her high heels.
The red skirt rose slightly with the rotation, revealing the woman's slender white calves, and at the same time, it also brought a strange fishy smell.
Stephen smiled with satisfaction, walked to Dania who had stopped, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and grinned: "You look very beautiful when you turn around in the skirt I made."
After that, he left Dania and smiled: "Tell Mr. Joel that I will be there soon."
Dania kept a perfect smile from beginning to end, and bowed her head and said: "Okay, Mr. Stephen."
After that, she pushed open the door, as if she didn't see Mary and Ben in the house, and walked out directly.
Mary looked at the closed door: "Isn't this the little girl I sold to you more than 20 years ago? Mr. Joel is really good at teaching people. She looks so well behaved."
Stephen glanced at her and said, "Of course, don't we all know Mr. Joel's methods?"
【Ding】
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