"How so? Could it be... Zhou Shi came over that day and saw exactly this! ”

Pan Juncheng's voice revealed a panic that was difficult to hide. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Maybe...!"

Sun Haiyang habitually took out a cigarette and lit it.

"But... Did Zhou Shi enter it that day? ”

Pan Juncheng looked at the broken door in front of him and said again.

Hearing this, Sun Haiyang shook his head and said, "I think, most of him didn't go in." At that time, anyone who saw this house that was inhabited by people during the day, but at night, it became an abandoned old house, I am afraid that their first reaction was to find a way to escape in the first place! ”

That's right!

Pan Juncheng also suddenly realized this. At this time, he couldn't help but think of the phone call that night, could it be that Zhou Shi's original purpose was just to call him to tell him about it.

What Pan Juncheng heard on the phone was the voice of the little girl, that... What about Zhou Shi? I'm afraid it's not much better. Perhaps, for that ghost, if Zhou Shi told this clue, it would still be fatal to him.

Although the probability of Pan Juncheng and their belief is very low, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be suspicious, and if Pan Juncheng and they are suspicious, this is a fatal clue for the ghost.

"Okay, I'm going to take care of this, let's go in first!"

Pan Juncheng suppressed the overwhelm in his heart and said in a somewhat numb voice. Next to him, Sun Haiyang sighed as if he understood very well, then spit out a puff of cigarette and said.

"Okay!"

Slowly reaching out their hands, they pushed open the door in front of them. But perhaps because of the tatters of this iron door, it has already reached an unimaginable level, so a series of "Bang, Bang!" The sound kept coming from the gate. If this iron door had fallen like this now, they would definitely not have the slightest surprise.

After pushing the door open, a small courtyard also appeared in front of them, and it was also pitch black. So both of them took out their phones and lit up the phone screen, just such a faint light, and they were finally able to barely see their surroundings.

Slowly walking into the courtyard, they cautiously observed everything around them. Perhaps because of their hearts, they always feel that there is something around them.

Because Pan Juncheng is much more familiar with this place, he naturally acts as a leader. When he came to the door of the living room in the dark, Pan Juncheng did not use the key, because the door was hidden.

Pushing open the door and touching the wall, Pan Juncheng found the switch in the living room and pressed it. However, as expected, there was no electricity in the room.

Pan Juncheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems that you can only use your mobile phone!"

Sun Haiyang also sighed helplessly and said: "As long as you can see it, use your mobile phone!"

The dark environment made them dare not act rashly, so they slowly raised their mobile phones and took a picture of the room. It's still the same as ever, except that the blurred outlines look more shabby.

The room is covered in dense cobwebs, and it's hard to imagine that this is a beautifully decorated room to live in during the day.

Slowly walked in, and Sun Haiyang habitually closed the door behind. However, perhaps because it was so dilapidated, the door slammed against the door frame with a strange crashing sound.

Raising his head, Pan Juncheng glanced at the room and said, "If there is anything hidden in the room, a clue that is not good for ghosts, then what is this clue?"

However, Sun Haiyang could only shake his head helplessly and said, "If we knew in advance, would it be so hard?"

"Yes!"

Pan Juncheng nodded and said, "So we can only go one room at a time now, can we find it slowly?"

"Otherwise, what else can be done."

Spit out a puff of cigarette again, Sun Haiyang said helplessly.

Afterwards, the two of them only took a slow time and began to look for each other in one room. Of course, their primary target is naturally this room.

What they didn't notice was that as they gradually moved away, the door that was closed by Sun Haiyang seemed to be squeezed by something, and it became strangely narrow.

Under the crack in the door, a cloud of liquid slowly waded out in this strange atmosphere. In this dim environment, it was strangely reflected, a blood-like color.

.........

A bloody hand strangely crawled out of the TV. Zhang Dacai only felt that he was about to go crazy. He turned off the TV abruptly, and under his movements, it seemed that everything was back to normal at this moment.

However, before he could be happy, the TV turned on again!

Under a series of strange things, Zhang Dacai's heart can be said to have been terrified to the limit. In the living room, on the old TV, the terrifying picture is even slowly moving towards the living room.

Grunt!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva tremblingly, turned off the TV suddenly, and even unplugged the power plug this time. However, before he could relax, the TV turned on again strangely.

Standing up in a panic, he said in a trembling voice, "I don't know which fairy grandfather, although I know that I am not very good, but I have never done anything bad, please spare me."

However, will the "fairy grandfather" in his mouth let him go?

Squeak!

A strange voice suddenly sounded, Zhang Dacai turned his head tremblingly, and he actually found that the door of the living room was actually opened at this moment.

Yes!

The strange scene made Zhang Dacai take several steps back, he was the only one in this house, and there was no wind around. What the hell opened the door.

He... Almost subconsciously, I looked towards the TV in the living room. The picture on it is actually the door of the living room that has been opened.

At this moment, he ran upstairs without hesitation. Although he knew that it was just a dead end, the strange phenomenon that happened to the door of the living room leading to the bottom made him dare not choose that path.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of terrifying footsteps, along with Zhang Dacai's footsteps, kept resounding in the living room. When he came to the bottom of the stairs, Zhang Dacai didn't even dare to stay, he almost used his strength except for his own feeding, in order to escape from this place as soon as possible.

As the owner of this house, he clearly knew that the other two sides of the roof could be reached from the top of the roof, and he could only pray now that the two families did not close the door of the rooftop.