I pulled my dagger from behind my waist and nervously retreated to the end of the corridor behind me, looking at the corridor ahead with palpitations. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Woo woo~~~~"

At this moment, there was a creepy woman's crying sound suddenly in the corridor, this voice was very empty in this quiet atmosphere, it could be transmitted far away, and the voice sounded very sad and sad.

How can there be a woman's crying?

The palms of my hands holding the dagger were covered with cold sweat, and my nerves were tense to the extreme, and the sad cry of this strange woman did not let my mind relax.

In the middle of the night, in a strange atmosphere, the crying of a woman is hard not to think of a female ghost.

There are many descriptions in Pu Songling's Strange Tales that when no one is there in the middle of the night, the weak scholar happens to pass by a strange place, hears the cry of a woman, and wants to find out out of curiosity, and finally is killed by ghosts.

Could it be that this kind of episode in the book is going to happen to me, although I know that my body is special, but I won't meet ghosts everywhere.

I waited in the corridor for a long time, but the crying of the desolate woman never stopped, but the strange ghost bell was gone, and the strange wind stopped inexplicably.

Could it be that I'm thinking nonsense, maybe there really is a woman crying there, could she be in some trouble, should I go over and take a look?

For a while, the information in my brain was very confused, wondering whether there was a ghost there, if there was no ghost, there was a girl who was really crying there and needed my help, and I was still doubting this and doubting that, wouldn't I be guilty.

Thinking of this, I took a vigilant step and slowly walked in the direction of the corridor, and when I walked in, I found that the woman's crying voice was even louder, as if it was ringing in my ears, and it seemed to sound directly in my head.

No, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, I bit my tongue violently, and the pain on the tip of my tongue immediately spread to my cranial nerves, and I suddenly woke up.

There is a problem with the crying!!

This cry can affect people's brain waves and interfere with people's thoughts.

Thinking of this, I was scared for a while, my heart was full of cold sweat, and I couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But it seemed too late, and I had barely taken a few steps back when I suddenly felt something cold and piercing behind me, and I turned my head to see a pair of purple-black hands with sharp claws suddenly on my shoulders.

At this time, my scalp was about to explode, and after all the calculations, I still suffered from this female ghost.

But I'm also a person who has experienced wind and rain, and the moment the female ghost's claws touched my body, I turned around sharply and swept the dagger in my hand.

I felt as if the dagger in my hand had swept the air without touching any obstacles, and when I looked intently, there was no female ghost behind me, only a dark corridor, and the dagger cut through the air.

I was slightly stunned, and I was suspicious in my heart?

Is this a fucking hallucination?

But as soon as I thought of this, the girl's crying and miserable crying suddenly sounded in my mind, and this time this cry sounded in my head like a ghost's howl, just like listening to music with headphones and suddenly the loudest sound.

I shuddered, maybe I had met a ghost, this kind of ghost was extremely resentful, and it came and went without a trace, I don't know when he will appear, and I don't know when it will take my life.

This kind of spirit is like the ghost movie made in the Japanese movie Sadako, curse, this kind of ghost is particularly powerful, and I can't even think of a way to deal with it, until now I still remember, the protagonist in the movie finds all kinds of clues, worship, find the ghost's hometown, avenge the female ghost, investigate the cause of death in front of the deceased, etc., originally thought that the protagonist could exorcise the ghost, but in the end he still could not survive the tragic death at the hands of the female ghost.

I wonder if I really met this kind of inexplicable ghost, looking at the appearance of this dilapidated building, it seems that many people have died tragically here, did this female ghost also die in this building?

Since there is no solution, maybe my blood can be tested, I carefully gritted my teeth and cut a small opening in the palm of my left hand, and then held the blood that flowed out tightly in the palm of my hand, and walked towards the stairwell again vigilantly.

This deathly silence and cold wind made me feel very bad, as if I was back in a submarine mausoleum, you must know that this is a metropolis, although it is a ruined building in the suburbs, but there are not ghosts everywhere.

I comforted myself and walked to the stairwell, my nerves tensed to the extreme, and the girl's cry was getting closer and closer to me.

When I appeared in the stairwell, I was stunned, and at the corner of the corridor leading to the fourth floor, there was the back of a little girl, who seemed to be half-crouching on the stairs crying, and in front of the little girl was a black pot burning paper money, and next to the black cauldron there were two candles swaying in the wind.

Someone still burns paper money at such a late hour?

It's still a little girl who burns paper money!!

The strange and terrifying picture is very much like this crying little girl worshipping some dead person, her cry is very sad, very desolate, but very ethereal, as if it can be transmitted far and wide.

My nerves were tense to the extreme, because I didn't know whether this girl was a human or a ghost, and I saw the girl's back trembling slightly, as if she was crying very sadly.

I really wanted to see what this girl looked like, this back looked a kind of pitiful feeling, her black hair was draped over her shoulders, her body trembled, and she was choked and cried.

Keeping a little vigilant in my heart, I slowly stepped up the stairs of the staircase, leaning against the wall, but when I approached the corner of the staircase, I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The light of the fire at the corner of the corridor was swaying miserably, the shadow of the black pot was constantly stretched and shortened on the wall with the light of the candle flame, and the light and shadow of the staircase wall were also changing in the flickering candle flame, but this girl did not have any shadow.

I felt a chill in my heart, and a chill rose from the soles of my feet, and I immediately stopped my steps to step forward, and carefully leaned against the wall and retreated.

It was at this moment that the girl's crying stopped, accompanied by a creepy sound.

"Giggle!!"

"Giggle!!"

I instantly felt like my scalp was about to burst, the sound was like a fish bone stuck in my throat, it was the kind of moan that was so painful that I was about to suffocate and couldn't speak, the sound was long and slow, and it was so strange that my whole body trembled.

With the sound of the stabbing throat, the girl's head slowly turned in my direction.