Ling Jun couldn't say it, but Lao Diao couldn't say it anymore. Xiaomei is not a curious person, but she can't help but wonder at the moment.

This kind of peach blossom is not an ordinary peach blossom, if it is not given to them by the people in the peach blossom garden, they will never be able to get it themselves. What's going on? Who gave it to them?

Looking at the peach petals in her hand, Xiaomei's brows furrowed. Suddenly, her face changed, and she secretly said bad in her heart. She hurriedly walked upstairs and woke up Ling Junru who was lying on the ground.

Ling Jun snorted and woke up faintly, her consciousness slowly sobered up, and then, she trembled all over her body and hurriedly looked around. It was quiet, and there was nothing unusual except for a strange smell in the air.

"Let's go, I'll take you out. Xiaomei said.

Ling Junru got up from the ground and asked, "Now?"

"Yes, now. Xiaomei nodded and said, "If you don't leave now, in a few moments, it will be dawn, will you dare to go out at that time?"

Ling Junru knew in her heart that now she was already a rat crossing the street, and the former scenery was long gone. Besides, this kind of place can't stay for long. She didn't ask anything, nodded and said, "Okay, we'll go out now." ”

With that, he turned to the staircase. But the little sister didn't go downstairs, she took Ling Junru to the window.

"What, do you still go through the window?" asked Ling Junru. She didn't seem to be the slightest surprise at Xiaomei's unusual behavior. She just glanced into the staircase from time to time. The hallway was unusually quiet, and no sound came from it.

It seems that the ghosts are gone, so why don't you go downstairs?" Ling Junru thought suspiciously.

"Go this way and hurry up. Xiaomei said.

Without waiting for Ling Junru to say anything more, she grabbed Ling Junru's arm with one hand, and with a slight jump, the two of them flew out like two birds.

"It's time for me to go. As soon as she landed, the little sister said to her.

Ling Junru nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

The little sister smiled lightly, then turned around, and soon disappeared into the vast night.

Ling Junru looked at the vast darkness, and then looked back at the Wangjiang Tower standing behind her, she raised her hand to smooth her messy hair, and then turned around and disappeared in the opposite direction to her little sister......

The night was very dark, which was a sign that dawn was coming. A trace of panic rose in the little sister's heart, and the whole night passed, and she didn't know what happened to Erhei now.

Originally, she didn't need to spend too much time, even if it was thousands of miles away, it was just a matter of a snap of her fingers. It's just that when she stood outside the Wangjiang Tower, she suddenly felt a familiar smell, so she decided to go in and check it out. Unexpectedly, when I went in, nearly one night passed.

When the little sister returned to the ruined temple, the sky had just dawned, and the surroundings were very calm. But the more this happened, the more uneasy she became.

The little sister walked to the door of the broken temple, and the door panel had already been mottled after countless winds and rains and no one repaired it. Xiaomei stood outside the door and listened, but there was no movement inside. She gently pushed open the hidden door and stepped inside......

The sight was the same as when she left. However, the little sister's heart jumped suddenly: Uncle Liu was still lying stiffly in front of the statue, and his wrinkled old face looked blue and black. But Erhei was completely gone.

Her heart chuckled, Erhei, gone!

The feeling of uneasiness grew stronger, and the little sister turned her head to look out the door. This Erhei finally didn't listen to her advice and ran out! Is he tired of being alive? Can't he listen honestly once?

But......

The little sister glanced at Uncle Liu, and it seemed that he couldn't be completely blamed for this matter.

The little sister sighed secretly, turned around and walked towards the door......

The morning dew shook in the breeze, and the treetops swayed gently.

Erhei shrunk under a low soil slope, like a shrimp.

The sun had not yet risen to the top of the mountain, and the morning wind blew on his body, which was a little cool. But he didn't realize it, his eyes were closed, and his brow was furrowed tightly. It could be seen that he was dreaming, and from his frowning brow, this dream was not necessarily a good dream.

In the dream, Erhei came to that strange house again.

The walls were still transparent and invisible, and the inside of the room was still empty. But the transparent box in the middle of the room was missing.

Erhei looked around, but still didn't find the transparent box in his memory.

Is this the place you dreamed of last time?" thought Erhei.

Suddenly, Erhei was stunned, and he instantly reacted: Is this a dream?!

At this moment, a slightly shrill laugh came. Erhei couldn't hear the source of the sound. In this strange house, there seems to be no direction at all to save zài.

All around, it was eerily quiet.

Erhei could hear his own heartbeat, a sound that was so strong and powerful that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Suddenly, the voice sounded again: "Hmph, you're here again?!"

"Who?!" Erhei asked sharply.

No one answered him.

"Who the hell is it?!" Erhei was anxious. Sweat began to form in his palms.

"Hmph, who am I? Guess who I am?" the voice seemed to come from all directions.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost for me!" said Erhei, stiffly.

A chill hit, and suddenly, a flower appeared in front of Erhei's eyes, and a pale face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The face hung in the air, almost touching Erhei's cheeks. At such a close distance, Erhei couldn't see what this face looked like.

Erhei hurriedly took two steps back, and this time, he saw clearly, that face was suddenly his own face!

It's him again! Erhei's heart was stunned.

However, before he could react, the face suddenly became extremely gloomy, its face turned blue in an instant, and two lines of blood slowly seeped out of the corners of its eyes, and ran down its cheeks to its chin. The whole face looks poignant and eerie, like a demon from hell.

Tick, tick......

There was blood, dripping to the ground. Erhei took a closer look, but he didn't see its body, this face was just a face. Without a body, without hands or feet, this face hung empty in the air without any support.

Such a crimson complexion, as if there was no flesh behind this face at all. Perhaps, behind this skin, there is a pool of blood that will break at the tentacles!