She couldn't control it anymore, and with an "oops" sound, she threw the brooch out. The brooch was small, only an inch square, and she threw it like this, hitting the stairs and bouncing all the way downstairs.

But at the same time, Xin Huohuo suddenly felt a sharp pain in his entire arm.

In the dim light, she saw a blood-red strip of money, which quickly extended up from the hole in her palm, to her shoulder, and then into the clothes on her chest.

Before she could tear off her clothes, a cold sensation ran through her body from top to bottom, all the way to the soles of her feet. Her foot had been pricked before, but it wasn't serious, it wasn't bleeding, it was only about a little oily. But at this time, it seemed to echo the injured palm, and she clearly felt a warm and sticky feeling gushing out of the soles of her feet, and she didn't have to think about it to know that it was bleeding, and it was very serious.

The melodious sound of the lyre came from the bottom of the building. And, getting closer.

It was as if it was climbing the stairs and slowly returning to Xin Huohuo.

Xin Huohuo has encountered a lot of ghost things since he bumped into black and white impermanence, so although he is still scared, he can still maintain a trace of sobriety. She knew that at this time she had to leave quickly and go to a place where there were many people and yang energy was strong. I'm afraid that whatever was attached to the lyre brooch would have bitten her by drinking her blood.

However, the sound of the piano was like magic, and no matter how hard she tried, her feet were nailed to the ground as if they had been filled with lead, and she could not move at all. All she could see and hear was something coming from under the stairs.

First it was black, fluffy, round and rumbling. This was followed by red, skinny and skinny. When it slowly walked around the corner, it realized that it was actually a humanoid!

The one who climbed upstairs was not a piano-shaped brooch at all, but a woman with a disheveled head, her face covered, was the third woman in red tonight!

She holds a golden lyre in her hand, and the carved leaves on both sides are glued to her hands.

"Don't go, let's sing together. The piano girl said quietly, exhaling and bending down.

The red dress as bright as blood spread out on the ground, like a red candle melting tears. The black hair spreads out, like a withered candle. She couldn't move her hands, and it looked like she was going to bite Xin Huohuo's feet with her mouth.

The thrilling feeling was so intense that Xin Huohuo, who was originally stiff and numb, jumped up in fright, and instinctively climbed two stairs backwards.

In this way, it opened up a little distance, so that she had the opportunity to use her nine-character mantra that she had practiced for a long time, although her strength was still small, but she was much more proficient.

"Soldiers, soldiers, fighters, all, arrays, columns, fronts, lines!"

The handprint matched the sound, and as soon as it was cast, the body of the female ghost in red shook, as if it had been blurred. It was as if he had been hit hard, and he took several steps backwards in succession, and retreated back to the corner of the stairs.

But, that's it.

But, that's fine.

Xin Huohuo didn't hesitate, turned around and ran. She remembered Hei Xiaoba's instructions: Don't look back, no matter what terrible sounds you hear, don't look back.

She felt a cold feeling behind her, even something in the back of her neck, something crawling up her spine, and even more grumbling cries: Don't go, let's sing together.

She couldn't tell if it was her own feeling or a real threat, but she gritted her teeth and didn't look back.

She had never run so fast before, and within a dozen seconds she was running through the hallway, towards the long staircase that led to the hall on the first floor. When she thought she could finally get rid of it, she rushed downstairs without looking, but knocked open a door.

How can there be a door at the staircase? And where did the cold wind come from, it was so cold.

When her eyes finally gathered, she was shocked to find that she had not gone to the exhibition hall, but to the street.

It's another form of ghost hitting the wall!

She got stuck again and ran in the wrong direction...... Then, before she could react next, a red mist instantly enveloped her. A voice hummed in the mist: Don't go, let's sing together.

Xin Huohuo fell to the ground and lost consciousness completely.

At this moment, Bei Mingyuan's heart suddenly emptied. It made him very uncomfortable, as if he had lost something.

He couldn't help but turn his head sideways and look at the table where Xin Huohuo was sitting just now.

He didn't see Jenny and Xin Huohuo talking, but he saw Xin Huohuo's small black handbag still on the table. This made his heart flutter, and he immediately knew that something was wrong.

That money-obsessed mortal woman can do anything that sacrifices her life and money, how can she leave her handbag? Women wear dresses to attend banquets, and important things are put in their handbags.

Not long ago, he was talking to someone in a low voice, and he had sensed a ghostly aura. He thought it was black and white impermanence coming to pick up Xin Huohuo, so he didn't care. After all, they have been busy collecting souls recently, and it is normal to have a string or two of Ah Piao with them, and ghosts are indispensable.

He didn't mind the impermanence of black and white, because ordinary souls were of little use to him. I also collected those dead souls before, which was purely better than nothing. Especially after he discovered the water and fire mark, most of the painstaking planning and preparation he had previously made could be discarded.

"There is flesh. He shrugged his nose and whispered to himself, "Xin Huohuo." ”

In order to heal the internal organs burned by the fireworks, she had drunk his blood, although it was only a drop, but her blood was mixed with his, so he sensed it immediately.

"What price would you like to bid for this exhibit, gentleman?" asked the auctioneer.

Bei Mingyuan realized that he had lost his temper, and he actually stood up without knowing it, and became the focus of everyone's attention.

So he made a quick decision, snapped his fingers with his left hand, and everyone present was stunned for two seconds. When everyone came back to their senses, they forgot all about the scene just now, and they didn't find out when Bei Mingyuan disappeared at all.

The table on which it was placed on the Xinhuo handbag was also empty.

The exhibition hall is full of flowers and a joyful scene, as if this world is incomparably beautiful and there is no evil. And Bei Mingwan had already run to the stairs of the back door. Of course, he didn't see anyone, but the thick blood in the air stimulated his brow to frown.

The blood of Xin Huohuo was dripping on the ground, not as much as she imagined, but it was also a lot, shocking. The fact that she was hurt and shed blood made Bei Mingyuan angry and worried.

He chased outside the back door, but he didn't see any traces, but he almost bumped into Xiang Xiaoxue, who came to find Xin Huohuo.

"What about Xin Huohuo?" asked Bei Mingyuan at the moment when Xiang Xiaoxue was taken aback and his body was petrified.

"Huo'er, isn't Huo'er in it?" Xiang Xiaoxue was surprised, and then became nervous, "What happened to her? What happened to you?" She looked at the handbag in Bei Mingyuan's hand, it was Huo'er's!

"She didn't know what had taken her. Bei Mingyuan ignored Xiang Xiaoxue's question, and said directly, "You now, immediately, immediately to find it! ”

(I hope you will be mentally prepared when you see the name of this chapter, because it will be a slightly supernatural chapter.) (To be continued.) )