Chapter 242: Pretending to be a ghost
While they were chatting, a scream suddenly came from the villa.
Jumped all five of them.
"Coming, coming...... Lady Wang's husband said in horror. Without saying a word, he picked up his youngest son and ran.
"Big ...... Great, Master, I'll leave it to you here. Mrs. Wang was also frightened and panicked, as if she had expected it, and ran away.
"It's that Master Xu's voice. Fang Han said.
It's just that the voice just now was a little too miserable.
"I hear it. Zhang Mengmeng saw that the Wang family had already run away, so she turned her head to Fang Han and said, "Let's go, let's go in." ”
Although Fang Han was a little scared in his heart, he wouldn't show it, the girls didn't coax, they were cowardly.
When he walked to the villa, he kicked open the door of the villa, and a layer of flying ash was raised, which was not very big, but it had not been cleaned for at least a few months.
The moon was in the sky outside, but as soon as the two of them entered the house, they suddenly felt extremely dark, and the light outside couldn't be found at all.
"It's too dark here, do you have a flashlight?" Fang Han felt that he couldn't see his fingers here, and hurriedly asked Zhang Mengmeng beside him.
"Click. With a bang, a bright flashlight turned on, which also made the room brighter.
With this light, Fang Han could barely see the general idea of this villa, the two of them were in the position of the main living room, but the coffee table and sofa in the living room were a little messy.
Apparently he was released into a fight, and even the LCD TV had cracks.
Coming to the center of the living room, and further on the stairs is the first and second floors of the duplex structure.
Fang Han squatted down suddenly, looking at the dust flying in front of the flashlight, only to find that the dust was actually black, a bit like the ashes left behind after the paper was burned out.
"it...... What kind of ash is this?" asked Fang Han with a grinding of his fingers.
Suddenly feeling as if a drop of warm water had fallen on the back of his neck, Fang Han rubbed his hand, only to find out what kind of warm water was dripping on his neck, this was clearly blood!
When I looked up, I found that the yellow-robed old man had been hanging on the crystal lamp on the roof of the shed, the arteries in his neck had been cut, and the white silk cloth had been stained red with blood.
The blood in the arteries gushed like a gushing out, and a piece of self-hanging silk cloth alone couldn't stop it, but there was still a lot of blood flowing down Master Xu's clothes.
"Above, above. Fang Han pointed to the top of his head and said, "That old Taoist priest is on it." ”
After shouting twice, Fang Han felt that something was wrong, Zhang Mengmeng didn't react at all, and the flashlight didn't shine up.
Turning around suddenly, this is still Zhang Mengmeng? A woman with a disheveled hair was standing behind him, her face was as dead as ashes and bloodless.
The skin on his face has cracked and peeled, half of his lips have fallen off, his gums are all exposed, and one eyeball has fallen out. is being held in her hand, what kind of flashlight is this, which eyeball shines out.
Fang Han was indeed frightened at this moment, he never thought that it was not Zhang Mengmeng who had stood behind him for so long, but a dead corpse.
With his shout, as if the mechanism had been triggered, the entire corpse fell directly towards Fang Han.
"Get out. Fang Han kicked out and kicked on the corpse's chest, breaking several ribs.
The eyeball in his hand also fell to the ground, and the room suddenly went dark.
Fang Han cursed, and found that his foot was stuck in the corpse's chest.
I couldn't pull it out for a while.
He didn't have the heart of a dead man now, and he stomped on several more feet and stomped several ribs before pulling his foot out.
Relying on his memory, he turned around and ran towards the second floor.
Zhang Mengmeng...... Zhang Mengmeng. Fang Han's voice resounded throughout the villa, but Zhang Mengmeng didn't hear at all.
The room was pitch black, and Fang Han climbed up to the second floor and couldn't tell the direction at all.
"What's going on?" Fang Han scolded secretly.
I obviously came in with Zhang Mengmeng, how did it become like this? Where did Zhang Mengmeng run away now to chase the key things?
took out his mobile phone from his pocket, took out the 10,000-year-old peach wood sword from the Wanjie APP, held the mobile phone in the other hand, and turned on the flashlight.
The scene in front of him was even more terrifying, the floor and walls were all bloodstains, and Fang Han was also sick to his stomach when he saw it, this was definitely not a person's blood.
The blood has turned black, and it seems that no one has cleaned it up since the murder occurred. After that, it's coming in and dying one by one.
At this time, Fang Han found a trace of red blood, which obviously had just flowed out, "This can't be the blood of the old Taoist, right?"
Fang Han followed the bloodstains, extended a corridor, and took his mobile phone to shine inside, it should be a bedroom.
"This can't be a temptation to me, right?" Fang Han thought to himself.
"Grass, I'm still afraid that you won't make it. ”
The peachwood sword clenched in his hand, and the god blocked the killing god and the Buddha blocked the killing Buddha, and walked step by step to the room where the blood flowed out.
It's not a master bedroom, it's just a guest bedroom.
People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are also afraid of people, this kind of thing, momentum is the most important, Fang Han kicked open the door.
There was a loud bang, followed by a deathly silence.
Fang Han stepped into the bedroom with one foot, and found that something was wrong, there seemed to be someone in the corridor.
Hurriedly retreated, shining a flashlight into the hallway, only to find nothing.
With a secret curse, Fang Han was about to enter the house again, and when he turned his head, he found the figure at the end of the corridor again, but this time the figure was much closer than last time.
It seems that as long as you don't look at him, you can do it, but you can't use your afterglow all the time!
After thinking about it, Fang Han decided to give it a try.
Suddenly, he turned his head around.
"Disappeared again?" Fang Han was really puzzled, what was going on?
If you look at him, he'll disappear and disappear?
Fang Han slowly turned around, "Hey, it didn't disappear this time. ”
The figure standing at the end of the corridor was still standing in place this time, as if breaking the rules of the last time.
Just as he was thinking about the reason, the ghost figure ran up and ran towards Fang Han at great speed.
"Pretend to be a ghost, I'll kill you. Fang Han flew and kicked the ghost's body.
"Ah......h
"Now you know it hurts, right?" Fang Han was secretly smug, this guy dared to pretend to be a ghost and scare himself, if he didn't kill him today, he wouldn't be the successor of socialism.
A fart. Sitting on top of the ghost, he scuffled with her. I didn't expect this guy to have a lot of hands.
"Damn, I'm still a female ghost. "The black light is blind, Fang Han is a mess.
It's just that he doesn't have any pity for the jade, and he dares to pretend to be a ghost to scare himself, which is really looking for a fight.
"Fang Han, you bastard. ”
"it......" When Fang Han heard it, why was this voice so familiar?
"You get up for me?" Zhang Mengmeng was about to cry angrily, she ran over to him, but he kicked him to the ground and punched him in the nose, which was really a shame.
This Fang Han is here to help?