Looking at the bottomless black cave, Wang Zitao's heart trembled, as if there was something in the dark cave. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With this curiosity, Wang Zitao took out a flashlight and shone it into the dark cave.

The faint light source of the mobile phone illuminates it, and you can only see a few meters deep distance, and you can't see it in the depth, and the gloomy darkness seems to be enveloped in a very dark and black dead air.

The more Wang Zitao looked, the more frightened he became, he didn't dare to look at it, he immediately shrank back, looked at Sister Lan and Linlin, and muttered that while the evil ghost was not there, he would leave this place behind his back.

"Giggle ~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!"

But at this moment, a strange and terrifying sound came from the hole in the terrifying blood-colored tomb.

Wang Zitao was startled, his body unconsciously took a few steps back, and almost sat on the ground, this terrifying sound was like someone stuck in his throat, and it was extremely terrifying and creepy in this dead forest.

After a long time after this terrifying sound came, the place was still calm, as if the terrible sound had never appeared.

Wang Zitao looked at the dark hole with palpitations, and scolded in his heart: "Fuck it doesn't matter if he has a ghost, let's withdraw first." ”

He won't be like the people in horror movies, knowing that there are ghosts, and when he hears the sound, he will die to find out.

Wang Zitao glanced at Sister Lan and Linlin, he could only carry one person, after three considerations, Wang Zitao still chose to leave this ghost place with Sister Lan on his back first, and then come back to pick up Linlin when he got to a safe place.

Thinking of this, he finally put Sister Lan on his back with great effort and staggered towards the bushes.

At first, he could still hold on, but Sister Kelan's motionless body became heavier and heavier, and her body became colder and colder, as if she was carrying a dead corpse on her back.

Wang Zitao hadn't walked far with Sister Lan on his back, when his footsteps suddenly stopped, the sweat on his face fell like rain, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

If you say that when you carried Sister Lan on your back at the beginning, because you had to drag Sister Lan with both hands, you need to touch Sister Lan's thighs and buttocks/body, when you just carry it, although the tentacles are cold, the softness and elasticity between the touches are still there, but this time, Wang Zitao's hands are not smooth and soft elastic skin, but shriveled and wrinkled, and even a little panicked rough skin.

Wang Zitao's face changed suddenly, he picked up a hand and looked in front of him, and in an instant, his heart rose to his throat, and his whole body was nervous like a bow full of strings, tense.

"Giggle~~~~!!!!!!!"

His legs went limp, and a terrified voice rang out again at the back of his neck.

Damn, it's not Sister Lan who is on his back at all, but ......

Wang Zitao was shocked, his face was pale, his tongue froze, and he was speechless and cold as ice.

At this moment, he felt the 'Sister Lan' on his back move, and a rotten and sore hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, so close that he could already smell a strong smell of rancid rotten meat, which kept rushing to his nose.

Wang Zitao glanced at it, and he didn't dare to turn his head at all, and when he saw the rotten palm, he trembled with fright.

"Lan ...... Sister Lan ......" Wang Zitao said in a trembling voice.

"!!!!!

Behind him came the terrifying laughter of the evil ghosts, like the grim laughter of the evil ghosts from the Nine Hells who were tortured in all ways.

"Sister Lan, I'm ...... I, I'm going to /Ni/Ma's!! ”

Wang Zitao suddenly launched a strong force with both hands, and threw the "Sister Lan" behind him to the ground, and then burrowed into the dark forest like a madman, and disappeared in an instant.

The evil ghost who was thrown on the ground didn't seem to expect that Wang Zitao could make such an action when his soul trembled with fear, it slammed on the ground, and then stood up violently, letting out a hideous howl, but looking for Wang Zitao, he was gone.

The evil ghost was extremely angry, he still planted it on the same person twice in a row, and the ghost qi in his body was about to explode, and the yin wind in the forest was screaming.

……

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Wang Zitao took a turn in the low mountain forest and returned to the bushes next to the clearing.

"Damn, you actually came with me to play the trick of fairy jumping, and you almost got hit!!" Wang Zitao scolded in his heart.

Wang Zitao went to the back of the grave bag this time, and when he looked there, sure enough, Sister Lan and Linlin were still lying next to the grave bag, he was obviously carrying Sister Lan before, and he turned into the evil ghost when he walked.

This time, Wang Zitao did not act rashly, he was looking for traces of evil and evil ghosts, he grabbed the talisman tightly, and stared at the tomb with a breathless atmosphere.

After a long time, the clearing was still quiet and terrible, and there was still no trace of the evil spirit.

At this time, a red cloth floated in the dark sky, to be exact, a red belly pocket as red as blood, this bright red belly pocket floated from the night, and slowly fell on Linlin's face, giving her face up.

"Ahh Yes!!!! Yes!!!!!! ”

Suddenly, Linlin's whole body arched up, like a shrimp, and the whole person was suspended, her limbs twitched downward, her neck was bruised, her abdomen and chest were weirdly erect, and she was screaming wildly on the ground.

Wang Zitao looked stupid, Linlin's scream seemed to be like a hellish ghost's scream, the suspended arched body and limbs could clearly see the meridians and blood veins under the skin, faintly red threads, and quickly flowed towards the bright red belly pocket above her head.

And the bright red belly pocket is getting more and more vivid, more and more eye-catching, bright red as blood, and the red is terrible.

"Oh no, Linlin's blood and yin qi have been sucked away by the red belly pocket." Wang Zitao was secretly frightened.

He wanted to do something, but he didn't have a ghost-hunting spell like Lin Yumai, nor did he have anything to exorcise ghosts, and the only thing to protect himself was the amulet on his chest.

"Amulet?"

Wang Zitao looked down at the talisman, hesitated for a while, pulled it off hard, and pulled it tightly in his hand.

He couldn't watch Sister Lan's sisters die, let alone watch the evil spirits defile their sisters' bodies.

Wang Zitao's frightened gaze became resolute, and he slowly stood up from the bushes and took a heavy step towards the clearing.

But at this moment, a pair of stained and bloodstained hands reached out to his head, covered his mouth, and dragged Wang Zitao into the gloomy bushes.

Wang Zitao's face changed, and his heart was not good: ", it's over!" ”