Chapter 812

Seeing angel disappeared in the lower stairs, DURU hesitated to keep up.

However, at this time, DURU felt a cold wind blowing in from the door, which made him shiver.

"You'd better follow." DURU's teeth trembled. At least he followed Lord pat. His safety should be guaranteed.

Dulu kept his head down and followed angel's pace.

The stairwell was dark, but unexpectedly there was no dust, but there was a faint smell of potion in the air, which made Dulu very uncomfortable... He always felt that the strong smell of potion seemed to cover up some other flavors.

Dada dada——

All the way down.

Fluorspar emitted a faint green light, shining on the endless staircase. DURU felt as if he were walking towards a ladder to hell. Every step I take, I feel my heart tremble.

"My Lord, why does this basement smell so strong?" DURU looked straight ahead.

"Because..." angel paused and looked back.

DURU did not know why angel suddenly stopped and continued to ask, "what is it?"

Angel's eyes narrowed slightly and said with a light smile, "because the following used to be the medical room of this orphanage."

DURU curled his lips. He felt that angel was fooling him. Imagine, which orphanage will build the medical room underground?

They continued to walk down for about a minute. DURU hugged his arms and trembled: "how do you feel colder and colder? There is wind blowing in all directions."

Angel said casually, "it's probably a draught."

Fooling me again. Is the draught blowing in all directions? DURU wanted to vomit, but he was now cold and he did not want to make complaints about the heat in the loose body.

And the lower it goes, the colder it is. Didn't you say the medical room? It feels like an ice cellar.

Another cold wind blew, blowing goose bumps on DURU's back. In a trance, DURU seemed to hear a clear laughter. From the sharpness of the laughter, it seemed that a child was laughing?

DURU recalled that song had said before that the surrounding residents heard children's laughter from time to time and moved out of the alley in order to protect themselves.

The laughter he heard just now, shouldn't it be those evil spirits that harm people?

"Lord pat, are there really evil spirits here?" DURU asked again, trembling.

"Don't worry, there won't be any." Angel said, "if you don't believe it, look back."

DURU didn't turn around for a moment. He didn't understand why Angel wanted him to turn back when he said there was no evil spirit. His thinking logic didn't keep up, but his muscle memory subconsciously made him go too far.

Then drew drew a pair of eyes again.

Dark eyes, without any waves, are like a pool of stagnant water.

DURU took a breath and wanted to scream, but his throat seemed frozen. He could only retreat again and again. Finally, he retreated to the edge of the wall and kept panting.

It was also at this time that Trudeau felt his lost voice coming back slowly. He trembled and whispered, "Lord pat... Yes..."

Before he could say the word "ghost", he heard angel's voice.

"A boring ordinary soul, which scares you?"

DURU turned his head and looked at angel. Angel had come to the end of the basement, leaned against a closed door and said quietly to him.

A boring ordinary soul? DURU smacked the words and looked again at the owner of the eyes that had just frightened him.

It was a seven or eight year old boy dressed in gray rags, pale and calm. Those dark eyes can't see good and evil, only endless indifference.

His figure is somewhat ethereal and vaguely transparent.

DURU remembered that when angel gave him the soul and the dead, he said that the expression of the dead was basically vicious and ferocious, and the boy's soul in front of him did not have the color of resentment, which was indeed in line with the characteristics of the soul.

"Even the soul is scary." DURU retorted weakly.

"Would you feel better if I told you that this little guy has been following you since you came downstairs?" Angel squinted.

DURU was stunned and recalled the dark wind when he came downstairs... He thought very afraid.

At the thought of an unknown soul following him silently, DURU felt cold. No wonder Lord pat suddenly stopped talking when he looked back. Did he see the soul behind him?!

Angel looked at DURU with a loveless expression on his face and a smile on his mouth. Of course, he had found the soul long ago, but Angel noticed that the little boy's soul showed no signs of degeneration, and the power of the soul was extremely thin. Even if he wanted to harm people, he could scare people with small tricks at most. As long as he was on guard, he could hardly play a role in a young man like drew.

So Angel didn't say it. It was not until DURU suddenly asked him if he had evil spirits and went to the basement door that angel told him.

"Who are you and what are you doing with us?" Angel asked, staring at the little boy.

The little boy raised his eyebrows, grinned his teeth and screamed.

Angel:... What are you doing

The little boy was stunned, stretched out his hands as claws and shouted again!

Super fierce!

Angel understood what he did at this time: "you're not scary, you're yelling at the milk."

After a pause, angel suddenly showed an evil smile: "it's really scary, it's like this..."

For a moment, a puff of smoke surrounded angel. The next moment, angel changed from a lazy uncle to a dark ghost. I can't see clearly, but my scarlet eyes are full of evil.

"Hey, hey, hey -" the funny laughter was like the devil whispering in his ear.

His feet seemed to tread on the flames of the abyss, and the hot waves of purple came from the pavement. Startled by the flame, the terrible and ferocious face suddenly passed through the flame, opened a big mouth full of fangs, and bit the little boy fiercely

It was not only the little boy, but also DURU was petrified by such a terrible sight. The little boy was even more unbearable. Originally, he wanted to scare angel away, but he was more frightened than him... He was stunned and trembling all over his body.

After a while, the little boy woke up from his fear and turned his head to run. But I don't know when a fog suddenly appeared behind him. Whenever the little boy wanted to go through the fog, he would inexplicably return to his original place.

"Can we talk now? What are you doing with us?" Angel's voice came again.

The little boy turned his head tremblingly, and his indifferent eyes were occupied by fear. When he looked at the previous big devil again, he found that the other party had recovered his human appearance. But even in the face of human beings, he dare not take it lightly.

The other party must be a demon in human skin!

"If you don't answer, the devil will come and eat you at night." A slightly joking voice came from angel's mouth.

The little boy opened his mouth at this time. His cold voice took a trace of childish breath: "you can't go in again. There are... There..."

The little boy hesitated for a long time and didn't say anything.

Angel looked at the locked door behind his eyes and said faintly, "there is a girl's soul in it. She is stained with a lot of blood. I think she must kill a lot of people? But... It's interesting that she hasn't fallen so far."

"So you're here to stop us from going in?" Asked angel.

The little boy didn't know how Angel knew the situation inside, but he still nodded: "as soon as sunny wakes up, her character will become very extreme. If she sees a living person, she will kill. She is much better than me. If you don't want to die, you'd better leave here."

After the little boy finished, he suddenly remembered that angel was a demon. It seemed that he should worry about Shanny now, not the two people.

"It seems that you don't hate humans too much?" Angel: "you should have been killed by human beings? If there is no accident, the president of the orphanage killed you?"

The little boy nodded and thought of the man who had killed him. He looked a little afraid: "Dean Thyssen killed me... But it has nothing to do with others. If you want to hate Dean Thyssen, you just hate Dean Thyssen."

Angel gave him a deep look: "if this is what you really think, then... Many humans don't understand what you think."

As he spoke, angel turned his head and put his spiritual tentacle into the keyhole. Listening to the sound of clicking, a gap appeared in the closed door.

"Are you really going in?" The little boy was worried: "although sunny hasn't left here for months, I can feel her inside."

Angel pushed the door open, and the strong smell of potion came from inside. At the same time, a frost chill also diffused out.

"The sunny in your mouth is indeed inside, but her situation at this time probably won't interfere with us." Angel threw out a light technique to illuminate the dark space inside the door.

DURU looked at the scene inside the door, his pupils shrinking with fear.

The first thing he saw was a little girl trapped in a strange blood array not far ahead.

At the same age as the little boy, he was wearing a red dress and his dark eyes were staring at them. DURU looked at her and thought of the red doll that had startled him before. The whole person felt fluffy.

"She's trapped inside and can't move. So it's impossible to threaten us." Angel took the lead in and stood outside the blood array.

"Sunny... What's wrong with her?" Anxiety flashed in the little boy's eyes. Although he was worried about Shanni's murder, he was also worried about Shanni's safety.

Angel squatted down and looked at the round array painted with blood. He raised his eyebrows: "it's not the magic energy array. It's because the blood seems to be full of a strange energy."

"But rather than exploring the origin of the blood, I want to know who trapped him here?"