When they covered their ears, the harsh sound gradually weakened, and finally disappeared without a trace, during which no one was in danger, and the ghosts did not appear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But the puppet that Bumrungrad threw on the ground had already come down from its own ears by this time.

"It's not good, we're all fooled, when there is a puppet around, don't do the same action as the puppet, we are likely to have triggered the killing machine!"

Zhang Congwen looked at the puppets smiling strangely on the ground, and felt hairy in his heart, but he didn't know what kind of danger they represented the two puppets that had been discovered.

"Hurry to the rest of the room, we're running out of time. ”

Zhang Congwen hurriedly walked out, and Song Jie hurriedly followed behind him, but when Huang Hong was about to leave the room at the last time, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, pulled him in, and the door closed automatically with a bang!

The four people who had already gone out heard the sound of the door closing and quickly turned around.

"Huang Hong, how are you, speak quickly. ”

Zhang Congwen shouted towards the inside of the room while frantically slamming the door, but at this time, the door became extremely strong, even if Gu Zhenhua and the three of them joined the ranks of kicking the door, it still had no effect.

"Congwen, get me out, don't leave me here alone, save me!"

Huang Hong stood tremblingly in the room with his back against the door, and he stared at the inside of the room, for fear that the black shadow that had pulled him would appear again.

But at this time, the puppet that was still thrown on the ground just now sat up.

A pair of hands stretched out from behind the puppet and hugged the puppet, but apart from the hands and the puppet, the other Huang Hong couldn't see anything, and the hands seemed to appear out of thin air.

The puppet floated into the air, its mouth slowly opening, and a long tongue sticking out of it, still gradually approaching Huang Hong.

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Huang Hong was already sitting on the ground in fear at this time, and his hand was still twisting the doorknob.

The people outside the door were even more anxious, they could only hear Huang Hong's voice, but they didn't know what was going on inside at this time, they had no better way than to keep kicking the door.

Suddenly, the puppet with a long tongue in both hands suddenly appeared in front of Huang Hong,

Huang Hong was frightened by this sudden appearance and screamed loudly.

"Ah!!h

But the voice suddenly stopped at this time, and Huang Hong's hand hung down weakly.

Without warning, the door of the room opened by itself, and everyone rushed in to find Huang Hong lying face down on the ground, blood slowly flowing.

Zhang Congwen turned him over, so scared that Song Jie and the three of them would take a step back,

Huang Hong's mouth was torn open at this time, and his tongue had been torn off and taken away.

Zhang Congwen put down Huang Hong's corpse, and glanced at the puppet before, it was lying quietly on the ground, there was no change at all, and there was no trace of a ghost in the whole room.

"Let's go, Huang Hong is dead, look at his death, it should be his screams that caused death, remember not to scream in horror in this ancient mansion, Huang Hong has set an example for you. ”

But can screaming really be controlled? When people are suddenly frightened or encounter unexpected events, they will subconsciously scream, which is a kind of biological instinct, and it is not easy to control it.

With the fate of Huang Hong, who was locked in the door, this time the four of them walked out of the room together, so as not to be locked in again.

Leaving the room, they went to another locked room and kicked the door open, and when they entered, they found that there were no glass cabinets, no tables, no beds, and no waste, not to mention puppets, except for four walls and a window.

However, they found that there was a lot of waste paper on the walls of this room, on which various puppet making methods were drawn, and even described how to make the most perfect puppet.

Find a lonely person, make her die resentfully without destroying her body in a specific way, and then let the puppeteer use the corpse of the deceased as a skeleton, and through various exquisite crafts, make that person into a puppet, and complete it before her first seven, so that the puppet will recall her angry soul on the night of her first seven!

"I didn't expect there to be this way of making puppets in the world, it seems that the ghost we are facing is a puppet that recalls his soul, and it's really disgusting. ”

After complaining a few words, Zhang Congwen and the others left this room, there are no valuable clues here except for the details of making puppets, and there is no cabinet to rummage through, it is better to go to the next room to continue to explore.

But when he left, Gu Zhenhua's afterglow swept to the corner of the wall, where because it was a splicing point, the waste paper did not completely cover it, revealing a little wall, and there seemed to be a little pattern on it, but he felt that it should be a crack in the wall, after all, this ancient mansion didn't know how many years it had existed, so he didn't care much.

At this moment, there was still the last locked room left, and everyone kicked the door in and searched for a long time, but still found nothing.

"Brother Congwen, what should I do now, the locked room on the second floor has been kicked open by us, not only did we not find a clue but also died, will we all die here in the end. ”

Song Jie's face was full of despair at this time, he didn't expect the parchment incident to be so difficult, he couldn't find any so-called life at all, and escaping had become an unattainable thing in his eyes.

"Don't be so depressed, things haven't reached a mortal situation, if you lose confidence now, you have given up the chance to live, this is the result that the ghost wants to see the most. ”

Zhang Congwen patted everyone's shoulders to cheer them on, trying to arouse their fighting spirit, but the faces of the three of them were still dead.

"Don't always look like you're going to die, now let's go to the corner where you found the puppet and the room, although there may be ghosts there, but there is also a good chance that there are clues to see if we can find a way to live. ”

"Well, come with me, first go to the room where I found a lot of puppets scattered on the ground, and it's relatively close to here. ”

Bumrungrad said and left with the group, took a few detours, and walked for a short time before coming to the door of the room.

"What's the matter, it wasn't like this when I first came. ”

Bumrungrad stood at the door of the room, the room was not flustered at all, and all the puppets were sitting on the ground in rows! )