Next, something horrific happened.
On the ceiling of the room above.
Accompanied by a sound like torrential rain.
Wang Bucai looked up, and then he could see a drop of red liquid dripping down from the ceiling.
Following that, the second drop, the third drop!
Blood began to rain down from his home's ceiling.
At the same time, on the walls and floor, bubbles that seemed to boil appeared.
Each bubble burst, and now a withered hand veined with blue emerged from within.
Countless hands reached out from the walls and floor, flailing as if trying to grasp something.
It seemed they wanted to seize Wang Bucai and the young woman all at once,
As if to drag them away.
Suddenly, the villa filled with the young woman's screams.
She was just a mistress, usually pretending to be a socialite.
But when had she ever witnessed such a horrifying scene?
Not even horror movies dared to depict such things!
Right now, where were Wang Bucai and the young woman's previous comfortable demeanor?
