There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

"When we walk over in a while, don't look at the stairs, you know?" He told Xiaorui like this, but he was already ready to run for his life again in his heart, "Shh, don't talk, take your steps lightly like me, try to Don't make a sound!"

After thinking about it, Wen Yuran felt that it was unreliable, so Wen Yuran bent down and hugged Xiaorui again, looking at the corner in front, as long as he turned from here, he would be near the stairs.

Turning the light of the flashlight to the weakest, walking carefully step by step, there was almost no sound, but it also made the surrounding quiet to the extreme.

As soon as he turned the corner in this silence, Wen Yuran heard a small and disturbing sound coming from ahead.

The sound came from near the stairs, and it sounded a certain distance away, as if the source of the sound was on another floor. This sound sounded familiar to Wen Yuran at first glance, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

As the distance gradually narrowed, the voice became more and more clear.

No, this sound...isn't it very similar to, or even exactly the same as, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh and blood that I heard in a dream before?It's just that this time it was mixed with the muffled sound of flesh and blood hitting the wall or the floor.

At the same time, Wen Yuran also noticed another serious thing - the source of the sound was moving this way!And the speed was not very slow, but there were no footsteps other than this scalp-numbing sound, which made him unable to think that the other party was a living person.

I have to leave quickly, I don't know what will happen if I am found by that thing.

Such thoughts prompted him to quicken his pace, but he failed to control the weight of his feet, and inevitably made a light sound, which echoed abruptly in the empty and silent corridor.

And almost at the same time, the weird voice seemed to move faster, as if it had discovered something here, so it deliberately increased its speed to come over.

Don't be like this, okay, The Haunted House is already enough trouble, why do you want to play the speed of life and death_(:з」∠)_

Wen Yuran quickened her pace, wanting to cry but without tears, ignoring the control of the volume, and ran forward quickly, hoping to get rid of that thing.

One, two, three... the fourth window, the figure I saw just now is nearby!

Stopping in his tracks, Wen Yuran looked behind vigilantly, but saw nothing following him, so he put down Xiaorui, and looked around with his mobile phone.

There was a lot of blood on the ground near the window, but it had been dried up for a long time. Wen Yuran felt that he could ignore it at this level, as long as he couldn't move.

Since arriving in the main building here, the smell in the stairwell had grown stronger, unbearable enough to be recognizable as a rotting stench.

Covering her mouth and nose with one hand, Wen Yuran held the phone's light through the front and back of the corridor, but no one was seen. She calmed down and listened carefully, and there was no sound of anyone walking.

Obviously Xiao Rui is a very well-behaved child. Seeing Wen Yuran covering his mouth and nose, he followed his example and covered his own nose. He didn't make any noise, and just followed him cautiously.

Seeing no clues nearby, Wen Yuran's eyes naturally fell on the nearest door behind him - the red paint on the wooden door had been peeled off, and the round doorknob was covered with rust, as if Pull and it will fall.

In fact, Wen Yuran did so. To his disappointment and expectation, although the doorknob didn't fall off, the door didn't open successfully either. It seemed that the inside of the door lock was completely rusted.

Helpless, he had no choice but to continue walking forward. Wen Yuran then opened another door not far in front of him, and this time he opened it successfully.However, the moment the door was opened, Wen Yuran immediately stopped pushing the door, blocked Xiaorui with his body, looked at the scene inside the door through the opened door, and felt a little short of breath.

What's inside doesn't look very strange in this haunted place, but that doesn't mean it can be ignored.They were corpses, or rather the remains of dead people, because it was difficult to find a relatively complete corpse among them.

The strong rotten smell in the corridor is the result of these corpses with different degrees of decay. Compared with the corpses with only bones left, these corpses are obviously much shorter. It is even possible that some of them were killed recently. .

The room was not big, Wen Yuran held back his nausea and looked around for a while, and immediately closed the door and left when he saw no one alive. The next few rooms were similar. After this experience, he might not have the appetite to eat meat for a long time .

Almost at the end of this corridor, Wen Yuran couldn't find the figure he saw outside, did he go to another floor?

The cruel reality is before us, there are a large group of ghosts outside the downstairs door, if Qian Lang can't be found, will he still want to stay in this building with a little boy?

The stairs at the end on the west side seem to have been severely damaged, and the decay of time has been completely fragmented. Let alone walking up the stairs, even if you stand on one foot, it may collapse.

Helpless, they could only turn around and walk back.

The footsteps of the two echoed in the corridor, and then stopped suddenly.Wen Yuran stared at the door several feet ahead without blinking. When did this door open?

It couldn't be him who opened it. He remembered clearly that every door he opened just now was closed again gently by him, and this door...isn't it the one that couldn't be opened at the beginning?

The door was ajar, as if inviting them in.

Then the road ahead of you is very obvious, can you go in?

I don't know what other people would choose, at least Wen Yuran's choice is... Don't be kidding, okay, the corridor has been quiet and there is no footsteps of other people, and the door he can't open can be changed by someone else. opened?He didn't want to go into such an obviously problematic house!

If possible, he didn't even want to pass through this door, but the road behind was blocked, otherwise they would have to squat here all the time.

Therefore, Wen Yuran picked up Xiaorui and rushed over, praying in his heart that he would run through the door safely.

Maybe God didn't care about him, or the signal couldn't be transmitted in this haunted place. When he barely ran past the door, his ankle was suddenly entangled, and he was dragged towards the door with an incredible force go.

The sudden loss of balance caused him to fall violently to the ground. Although Xiao Rui who was holding him also fell out, at least he didn't hit it, and the fall shouldn't be too heavy. Almost cried on the ground.

Wen Yuran, who had been thrown hard enough, was dragged into the door before he could recover, and the sound of the door being closed was heard not long after.

Crying without tears can no longer describe his mood at this time. The phone fell when he fell just now, and now he is locked in this dark room alone, and he can't even see what is entangled with him.

At this time, he didn't care about the pain of being almost thrown out of the internal injury, Wen Yuran bent over quickly, and used his hands and feet to pull the thing wrapped around his ankle with all his strength. The silky feeling in his hand was obviously hair. His heart is completely cold.

The boss was pulled out so quickly, what else is there to do!

Anyway, he finally tore his hair off, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and rolled away from that thing on the spot instinctively, his back bumped into the hard corner of the table in the dark, causing him to gasp in pain Take a breath.

But he didn't escape for long. The narrowness of the room meant that he couldn't stay away from the ghost. This time, one hand and one foot were respectively controlled. In the dimness, something vaguely came over him. The bloody liquid dripped onto his arms from above, making his skin crawl with nausea.

Maybe bad things really come in pairs. At the same time, he heard strange noises from outside, the sound of a sharp weapon hacking on the door, and it was quite violent. The wooden door made an overwhelmed scream, as if it was about to fall down at any time. Down.

"Damn..." One is enough for him to die several times, wouldn't two be more enjoyable.

Even though he no longer had any hope of living in his heart, Wen Yuran still struggled as hard as he could. He really didn't want to be bitten to death by something that couldn't see what it was or strangled to death with his hair. If he had to choose, he would It's better to let the one outside kill him directly.

At this time, the door not far away finally couldn't hold it any longer, the wooden blocks were smashed and scattered all over the ground, and at the same time a burst of dazzling light came in from outside the door, this light made Wen Yuran, whose eyes were about to adapt to the darkness, stunned. Can't keep my eyes open.

Isn't that right, when ghosts come out, they also bring their own holy light?

Wen Yuran thought in a daze.

And the guy who violently removed the door panel didn't leave a moment for the people and ghosts in the room to react. He walked in and threw the mobile phone for lighting aside.Wen Yuran covered his eyes that were about to cry from the light, and saw the other party lift the object in his hand from between his fingers, and knocked the object above him flying.

Hit, hit and fly?

Desperately widening her eyes, Wen Yuran stared at the man in a complete daze as she took a few steps forward, grabbing the ghost's hair with one hand to prevent her from escaping, and raising an ax covered in blood and minced meat again with the other hand Chop down hard.

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That blushing [tired to death] and timid [frightened] look is so cute. I don't know when I can hug, kiss, and lick?

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