Nightmare Attack

Chapter 358

Using flashlights to illuminate the surroundings, they quickly found the wig shop Song Xiaoyou mentioned.

In an inconspicuous corner, the store was very messy, wooden chairs fell on the ground, and there were broken glass shards next to the wall.

Several very large mirrors were arranged on the wall, and some of them had cracks. When the flashlight flashed by, the figures of several people were reflected in the mirrors.

The cracks on the mirror are like sharp knives, cutting the figure of the future person into pieces.

"Don't look in the mirror." Guan Yuanning reminded.

Several beams of light left the mirror, and everyone quickly found a door behind.

The door was ajar, Jiao Tailang stepped forward and slowly pushed the door open, the door hinge made a harsh "creaking" sound.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time.

But as the door was pushed open, without any warning, the expressions of the other two suddenly changed, and they smelled a strong smell of blood.

It was foggy inside, and the light of the flashlight seemed to be limited here, and it could only illuminate a distance of 2 or 3 meters nearby.

"How is it?" Hua Luo looked at Guan Yuanning and asked, pinning all her hopes on her.

After looking inside for a while, Wan Yuanning shook her head and said, "No, I can't see clearly either. What's strange here is the fog, not pure darkness."

"Then what should we do?" Hua Luo frowned, "Come over later, and then call some people?"

"Who will come?" Jiao Tailang asked back.

"Those people in Building No. 1." Hua Luo calmed down and said, "The long-haired ghost here should be the one that attacked Chu Jiu."

"Of course I know, what I mean is, are you sure they will believe it?" Jiao Tailang tightened his lips, "I'm worried that they suspect that we fabricated the news, and want them to go to mine for us."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Hua Luo spread his hands and said when he heard that this was no good, and that was no good.

"I don't agree to go back either." Guan Yuanning analyzed and said: "At present, it seems that something happened to Yulan. In the missions I have experienced before, ghosts rarely kill two people in a row."

"As long as we are careful during this period, we should be safe." Her voice had a strange power, and what she said made sense.

"That's it." Walking forward, Jiao Tailang took the knife from Guan Yuanning's hand, and said in a low voice, "Follow me closely."

Jiao Tailang walked in the front to open the way, Hua Luo nodded to Guan Yuanning and said, "You go in the middle, I'll be behind you."

Guan Yuanning was a little surprised, her eyes swept across Hua Luo's face, she seemed to have changed her mind about this man who looked better than a woman.

"Be careful." Wan Yuanning said.

Hualuo nodded.

A group of three people walked into the warehouse.

The inside was shrouded in a strange fog, and visibility was poor, surrounded by rows of shelves with mannequin heads.

People wear various wigs on their heads.

In such an environment, it is inevitable that people will be nervous.

Hua Luo held the flashlight, and the light shone on the person's head. For a moment, he felt that the person's head in front of him might move at any time.

Peeking at them, or blinking or parting your lips where they can't see.

Taking a deep breath, he tightened his grip on the flashlight in his hand.

Suddenly, the banana wolf who was walking in the front suddenly paused.

After a while—

"Did you hear any sound?" Jiao Tailang asked softly without looking back.

Guan Yuanning and Hua Luo held their breath. A few seconds later, the three of them looked in the same direction almost at the same time, and they all heard it.

It was the sound of dripping water.

"Tick."

"Tick."

It's not too far, because the area here is not that big.

Unlike Guan Yuanning, who was staring at the direction of the sound, Hua Luo focused more on her back.

Almost every two steps he took, he suddenly looked back.

Nothing out of the ordinary, keep going.

Unlike the ferocious and brutal ghosts in horror movies, the ghosts in nightmares are mostly sinister and mysterious, and they will appear in any unexpected place.

In a way you can't think of, and then harvest your life.

This voice is most likely a trap.

It's just that they have no choice now, because they are trapped in this warehouse, and the door to come in... disappeared.

Finally, they came near the sound of dripping water.

It's in the middle of the two rows of shelves.

The fog here is particularly dense, and the power of the flashlight seems to have attenuated particularly badly, and now the visibility is only less than one meter around.

"Click." Banana Wolf stopped in his footsteps.

He lowered his head, and felt a slippery feeling from his feet, as if he had stepped on some kind of liquid. He squatted down slowly, concentrating.

Until a bright red pierced his eyes.

There was a big pool of blood on the ground.

At the same time, there was a light "click" on his shoulder, and liquid splashed on his face.

Wet, with a hint of warmth.

In the next second, he immediately stood up and stepped back. At the same time, he immediately looked up, and the flashlight also shone upwards.

The fog seemed to fade away at this moment, and the sight above their heads made the three of them gasp. A huge, black football-shaped thing completely wrapped in hair was hung upside down in mid-air.

Like a giant cocoon.

From time to time, blood dripped along the crevices of the hair and fell into the pool of blood, making a ticking sound.

What was even more frightening was that the cocoon seemed to have sensed something and began to squirm slowly. Then, under the gaze of the three of them, a corpse was spit out.

"Boom" fell to the ground.

The corpse had shrunk severely, and the sound it made when it fell to the ground was crisp, like a large piece of dry firewood.

There was no doubt that the dead person was Yulan, not from her face, but from her clothes and the only white leather shoe left on her foot.

Those hairs were like blood-sucking vines, draining her blood dry.

Her face was completely unrecognizable, the dried flesh was tightly attached to the bones, and the dry and shaped mouth was opened wide, as if expressing the fear and unwillingness before death.

What is even more psychologically uncomfortable is that her mouth, eye sockets, and nostrils are all stuffed with hair, very long and dense hair.

Two withered hands that looked like chicken feet were twisted around his mouth, as if he was struggling to pull the hair out of his mouth before dying.

The flashlight shone on Yulan's face, her skin was comparable to rough tree bark, just when Jiao Tailang sighed, a light flashed in Wan Yuanning's eyes.

"Ok?"

She walked up, not daring to touch the hair directly, so she wrapped herself in clothes and pulled the hair out of Yulan's mouth.

Not long after, a ring appeared in her palm.

The ring was wrapped in hair, which was obviously not owned by Magnolia.

Changing the angle of the ring, there is a line of small characters in the inner test.

Shen, followed by a heart shape, and finally a single word Wei.

(End of this chapter)