Zhang Lin Huhu stepped forward, stretched out his hand and firmly pressed Lin Yao's arms, and shouted at him: "Calm down! Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Lin Yao, what's wrong, why is it suddenly like a different person, this is very different from his face with the resolute lines on the surface. Having said that, there is only one way to solve the problem at present, and only by calming Lin Yao down is the best way to overcome the current predicament. We don't know what he saw, or what scared him out of his mind. Sure enough, people can't just look at the surface, which completely subverted my impression of Lin Yao.

After a while, Lin Yao's mood gradually regained his composure. From the sharp breath he had just breathed to the steady breath he was now, we knew that he had come to his senses. Next, the question he asked made us look at each other and not know what to answer.

He looked at us in confusion and asked, "What's wrong with me? You guys are coming up too?" How do you explain it to him? Do you want to tell him that he shot in the air like crazy last second? The timing was not right, and we didn't speak. He rubbed his temples vigorously and shook his head, a low moan coming out of his mouth, "What'......s wrong with me? Zhang Lin stepped forward and told him a few words, just to let him rest for a while, and let the three of us search for the rest.

At this juncture, he seemed to be hesitating, but in the end, he couldn't resist Zhang Lin's chatter, and nodded in agreement. Next, the three of us went separately to search, and Lin Yao stood at the staircase in front of the door, leaned against the wall, and stopped there to rest.

The three of us went into the inner room on the second floor, turned the furniture inside out, and searched carefully, but found no strange phenomena, no suspicious objects, let alone any ghosts. However, the place was very uncomfortable, whether it was the closed doors and windows that prevented the air from circulation, or the smell of musty in the house itself, all in all, the air here had a cloudy smell, a bit like the foul smell of aquatic plants soaked in sewage. Staying in this room for a long time will make people feel suffocated.

Lin Yao narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but feel confused that he had lost the memory just now. Something must have happened just now, and from their expressions, it seemed as if they had made some abnormal movements, what was it? Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, he took out his pistol, opened the nest, and there was one less bullet in the chamber of the pistol, and he remembered very well that it was filled with six bullets before going to work, and now there were five left, how to explain it? His face changed color, and he was a little panicked. Suddenly, he saw a bullet embedded in the large chassis underneath the old gramophone. He stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and reached out to touch the empty bullet case, which was still a little warm, so to speak, this bullet was fired not long ago, that is, the memory that he had disappeared. At this moment, his face showed an undisguised look of shock, but more panic. He desperately wanted to recall the experience just now, and knocked his head hard, but it was of no use at all.

He frowned for a moment, and he was speechless in astonishment. As soon as he thought that he had lost a memory for some reason, he suddenly felt that this room was too weird. He looked up, and black shadows flickered past him. He subconsciously stood up, his eyes fixed on the empty staircase. Did you just see a black shadow flashing by? Suddenly, a desire arose in his heart to go forward and find out, to determine if he had really lost his eyes. With that in mind, his feet began to move forward, his pistol held high, and his eyes quickly turned, looking in all directions, just in case. He was completely confused about the situation now, and countless questions flashed through his mind. He is now more cautious than ever, which is the most instinctive reaction of man in the face of danger. At that moment, the sound of music from behind him suddenly jumped, it was the sound of the old gramophone, who was it? who turned on the old gramophone? Almost at the same moment, a black shadow suddenly rose from the ground, pounced on Lin Yao, and dragged him down the stairs.

The three of us ran out in unison. I didn't expect to see this scene as soon as I came out, Lin Yao was lying on the floor on the first floor and curled up together, his mouth let out a moan of pain, he kept squirming his body, as if the skeleton of his whole body had been displaced, and a miserable scream came out of his mouth.

We hurried downstairs and picked him up. Only then did we notice that we don't know who played the music, it seemed to come from the staircase on the second floor, was it the old-fashioned gramophone? Lin Yao's injuries were quite serious, and it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Zhang Lin gave an order, and we helped Lin Yao to leave the house in a hurry. The moment the door closed, the music stopped abruptly and the room was silent again. After we were completely gone, there was a frolicking sound in the room, and dark shadows gradually appeared......

The villagers who crowded at the gate of the courtyard to watch, as soon as they saw the injured Lin Yao, they all talked behind their backs, saying that they were afraid that this was for the ghosts, and we were afraid that we would annoy the resentful spirits in the house, so those resentful spirits took revenge on us fiercely. Of course, these words are just nonsense of the villagers.

Zhang Lin drove the car and ran all the way to the hospital. After sending Lin Yao to the emergency room, we breathed a sigh of relief. I leaned against the wall of the hallway, remembering the strange scene I had just seen. Who played the music? Is it really as the villagers say, there are evil spirits in the house? If so, why can't I see them this time? Could it be that they are too powerful to hide? Questions bubbled up in my head, and I really couldn't understand why.

At this time, Zhang Lin glanced at Bai Xuanzhi and asked, "Have you seen any ghosts?" I shook my head at the same time as Bai Xuanzhi. Zhang Lin held his chin and seemed to be talking to himself: "This is strange." After a moment's thought, he looked up and asked again, "Did you hear the music then playing?"

"Yes, I hear you. It was just when I was searching for it suddenly sounded. I said as I nodded.

"I heard it too. Bai Xuanzhi naturally took my words and said.