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Then Yi Yinyi and I raised our feet and kicked at a door, but it was strong and heavy, probably made of mulberry or locust wood. It was only when the two of us kicked at it with all our might that we began to open it. I thought to myself, when Wu Ruilan said that she had kicked open the door with one kick, I could see how amazing her strength was. With the others being kicked away, the rustling sound immediately disappeared. From the light, we could see that there was a table placed at the door for Huang Xuanlong to preach. Behind the table, there was a chair, and behind the chair, there was a tall table with a censer on the wall. There was no shrine, but it was probably broken during the fight with Cao Lao Wu that night. As for the east, west and west rooms, they were still empty. Not a single person could be seen. Nothing had changed. However, now that the building was empty, it looked more like an old house that had been empty for many years, full of the smell of dust.

"Strange? Why is there no one here? " He turned around and looked behind the door, but there was nothing there. He walked under the beam and looked up, but he didn't see anything. Finally, he locked his gaze behind the table. If Huang Profound Dragon wanted to hide, this was the only place. As he said this, he leaned over and yelled non-stop, "Old thief, I know you're behind the table. Come out, come out, let's spar again!"

Still no movement, the thought lightly walked to the table and happily shouted, "Found you!" As he said this, he stretched out his head and glanced behind the table. Disappointment appeared on his face. It seemed like he wasn't there.

"I clearly saw him come in, and I also heard a sound from inside the house just now. Why is there no one there?" With such a small space, where could he hide? Could it be that he escaped? " He leaned on the table and said to himself.

Escape? These words immediately reminded me that there was only one place for Huang Profound Dragon to hide, and that was the cellar Wu Ruilan had mentioned. Judging by the position of the cellar, it should be under the table. Regardless of whether it was accurate or not, it wouldn't take much time to check it out. Thinking of this, I walked over. At this moment, there was a sudden bang. The door behind them slammed shut, followed by a "hualala" sound as it was locked. The surrounding area was suddenly plunged into darkness. My heart thumped. No, I've been tricked, this must have been something Huang Xuanlong set up. We were completely on guard, but in the end, we still charged in.

When my eyes adjusted, the room was not so dark that I could not see my hands, for a little light came in through the window, which was covered with layers of gauze (old tile houses rarely used glass, usually gauze or plastic), and the light was correspondingly dimmed, making everything look hazy. I looked at it. However, when he raised his head, he discovered that there was someone sitting on the chair. Because of the dim lighting, he could only make out that it was an old lady. She was very skinny, her hair was graying, her facial features were unclear, and she sat there motionlessly.

My heart leaped to my throat as a layer of cold sweat formed on my back. I thought that my eyes were blurry, so I blinked my eyes. The old lady was still sitting there. He stood by the table and looked out the window. I was about to step forward and pull him over, but then one of my eyes turned away from the window, and I seemed to see it too, and he jumped to the side with a "Ouch!" As soon as the word "Ouch!" came out of his mouth, the two small windows in the room were blocked off. As the last of the light faded, I saw the old woman stand up. At the same time, I also noticed that there seemed to be a face suspended above my head, round, like a lid.

At this time, the room was completely dark. It was truly impossible to see one's own fingers in the dark. I panicked. It was obvious that Huang Profound Dragon had done something to this room, otherwise why would that old lady suddenly appear? That old lady stood up, what was she planning to do?

Although my mind was in a mess, I still shouted, "One thought, steady!" Do not mess around with yourself! "

He asked while trembling, "Who was that old lady just now?" Just as he finished speaking, chirping sounds suddenly came from inside the room, "What …" How to... And birds... Bird calls! " As he thought of this, he almost cried.

It was this voice again. San Wei had been scared silly by this voice before. Just what was this thing? No, this guy was afraid of ghosts, so he must be very scared right now. If he saw this thing, his mind might collapse and he would be even more stupid than three times. Thinking of this, I began to move forward according to my memory, because if we were together, we could depend on each other spiritually. " One thought, you must not move, I'll go! "

"Good …" "Alright …" The voice came from behind him, trembling with fear.

I was about to turn around when I realized that something was wrong. The old lady jumped back in fright at the thought of who was standing by the table, so she should have been in front of me instead of behind me. I shouted again, "Where are you, anyway?"

"On... On... Behind you! Fast... "Hurry, I'm scared!" The voice came again from behind, and I listened. It was a thought, yes. But when he came up behind me, why wasn't there any movement? I turned around and began to feel behind me again. I had only taken two steps when my heart sank. Still not right, it's so dark, how did he know I was in front of him, and I was going in.

Thus, I shouted for the third time, "Yinyi, where are you?"

"I... "Then..." Right on top of you... Behind you! "

As soon as I heard this, I became anxious. I thought to myself, Why are you still behind me? Why do I feel like you've been avoiding me? At this time, he heard a sound of "Mmm mmm mmm" from the ground behind him, followed by a groan, "Two …" Jiro, you … Don't... Don't grab my neck, I... I'm panting... I can't breathe, my hand is here, my hand is here! "

I thought it was bad, they were going to do something about it, and I couldn't do anything about it now, because I didn't even know where it was, so I shouted at the top of my lungs, "One thought, I'm here, it's not me!"

At this moment, he heard a thought suddenly crying out, "Who are you? Get lost, get lost!" Then he heard the table slide. Someone groaned and fell at my feet. He must have hit the table in a panic and fallen down, so I crouched down and reached for him. When I touched him, he flinched and let out an "Ah!"

I said it was me, don't be afraid! He grabbed my arm and said, "Ghost …"

Don't think too much, it's fine. Let's go and open the door. After hearing what I said, he became much quieter and said, "Someone just pinched me!"

I said don't speak, pay attention to what's happening around you, and don't scare yourself. Huang Xuanlong just wants us to be in a mess so that he can use the evil art once we mess up.

"Yes, everything is a fantasy created by him. This person is too evil!"

When I heard him say that, I felt at ease, because it was obvious that his mood was much calmer, which was a good thing under the circumstances. But now there was another problem, because from the moment I thought about it, we started walking back, and logically speaking, we should have been at the door by now. Even if we were off course, we should have at least hit the wall.

I stopped to hear what was going on outside, for there was a road behind Big Head Sun Hall, and it was now four o'clock in the afternoon, and the weather was not very hot, and there should have been more people coming and going, and it was hard to avoid cars passing by, as long as there was a car there would be movement. But after listening for a long time, I couldn't hear anything outside. I actually heard the sound of people shuffling around inside the house. It was getting louder and tighter, and from the sound of it, it seemed like we were the ones who were surrounding them.

One thought grabbed me and said, "It's here again, it's here again!"

It occurred to me that I still had a lighter in my pocket, so I had to carry it because I was smoking. I reached out and took out my lighter. My nervous hands were shaking a little, and my palms were full of sweat. I even slipped a few times. I rubbed my hands on my pants and lit them. As soon as I hit the lighter, I realized that the face above my head was still suspended there, motionless. He didn't move, and I didn't dare look up for fear of being glued to it. Because in real life, when we encounter something, the best way to deal with it is to ignore it, people do not commit ghost or criminal said this is the truth, Confucius said that the gods away.

Not daring to look up, I rolled my eyes and looked up. By the light of the lighter, I could see a pair of very large eyes, and my nose and mouth were so small I could barely see them. The rustling sound disappeared the moment the lighter was struck. I looked at him and he was lying on my shoulder, his eyes darting around, the stone still in his hand. He seemed to be ready for something.

I looked around, feeling as if I were in a fog, and I couldn't see anything around me. I held up the lighter to see where the door was, but it was already hot, and I let go of it as it burned, and I was plunged back into darkness.

In the darkness, those things were ready to move again. This time, it was not just the rustling of footsteps and laughter, but also the chirping of voices. As the sound grew louder and louder, gusts of cold wind blew across the room. It seemed that they would have to act this time, but I could not see them in the darkness. My palms began to sweat again, and I tried to calm myself as I straightened my back to support my thoughts. Yes, I am the Judgement, and the Judgement is a special punishment for these evils. Why should I be afraid of him? So I bolstered my courage and scolded him, "The devil of evil dares to cause trouble here!" As I thought about it, I shuddered and nearly collapsed from the sound of my voice. I held him back.

The moment I said this, the voices immediately disappeared and the surroundings became quiet. One thought was really too small, and now I was so scared that I couldn't even stand up, so I could only drag my thoughts along as I groped forward.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice from behind me, "Don't move recklessly." Her tone was very soft, as though she was coaxing a child. Unprepared, I almost jumped out of my skin. It was the voice of an old lady. Her voice was shaky and unclear, but there was a trace of love in it. I stopped and turned around, but I still couldn't see anything.

Don't move? Are you talking about me?