I was startled, but I looked at the flower-like thing below, and the more I looked at the "stamen" in the middle, the more it looked like the half-empty braincase of the corpse in the coffin.

"Don't scare me!! That's a corpse, how could he suddenly come back again, you mean he tricked the corpse to come to me for revenge, right? Don't you know that your sister and I have nothing to do, I always like to watch a bunch of ghost movies, and I'm actually the kind of sadistic type that I'm really afraid of?! I was so frightened that my hair was about to explode, and I replied to him by typing vigorously and quickly.

Soon received a text message from him again: "I'm not scaring you, it's just really like it...... Although I actually think it's quite scary. You think it's not coming, right? It felt like it was standing there all the time...... Anyway, it hasn't moved and blocked the exit, how can we get out? There seems to be only one exit here, right? The first sentence also deliberately added an emoji with a tongue sticking out and winking, which was a little flattering.

I couldn't laugh or cry, thought about it, and typed back to him: "It's really similar in the middle, but these tentacle-like things around here don't look like it at all, right?" The ones in that coffin...... Well, isn't the scalp originally tiny? This one is too big over here, isn't it? Could it be that it is swollen by blisters? …… It can't be the corpse, don't be scary. "I'm not in the mood to add any emojis like him, so I send it out directly.

Then I thought about it, I still felt very uneasy, and I trembled and said another one very nervously: "Let's see what it wants to do first, and don't rush out first." It's a good thing we're all on this high, this thing should be hard to spot, right? "I hope to get a positive reply from the other party. Give yourself peace of mind.

Unfortunately, my brother didn't understand my mood at the moment, and the content of the reply made me even more uneasy: "Is it alive?" Will it come up? Let's not just sit and wait, right? Do something to prepare. Do you have anything around you that you can use as a weapon? ”

Weapons...... Weapons?! Is this thing really going to be aggressive?!

I first typed indiscriminately, "I wanted to ask before, it looks like a creature should be alive, right?" After a rough look around, he quickly added: "But I don't have anything here, it's just beams and pillars, and it can't be used as a weapon at all...... You can't just take them off, can you? I can't disassemble it......" send.

There was silence for a while. I saw my brother on the other side of the river looking around with a flashlight for a long time, and then he seemed to find something, and turned the phone screen back on, it should have called me something, and then turned off the phone. It seems to have pinned the flashlight to his side. I only saw that the source of the flashlight's light began to move up slowly, little by little, and he seemed to be climbing up again.

At the same time, I received a text message from him: "I noticed two swords on the back of the picture screen behind the row of mahogany tables above. It should have been hanging on the ceiling above, but it didn't hang it and fell down, just blocked by the painting screen. I'll fetch it. And then find a way to pass it on to you. You help me keep an eye on the thing down there. If it starts coming up, you can text or call me. I put my phone in my pocket and I could feel it as soon as it vibrate. ”

I was a little surprised, and then immediately turned to anger and worry: that thing was still there. Isn't it dangerous to act rashly like this?! It's easier to attract people's attention when things are moving, but he doesn't understand such a simple truth?! Why are you still messing around like this?! This idiot !! But because he couldn't just send him a text message to remind him, he could only stand there and grit his teeth and be anxious.

How can it help him? Now so far away from him, the only thing he can do seems to be to help him keep an eye on the unknown thing below, as he said.

I turned up my flashlight and carefully shone it on the ground, watching its every move at all times, even though it was largely untouched. Then carefully dim the light a little more.

Fortunately, I had climbed high enough now that the flashlight on my phone shone just enough to leave a thin layer of light that gently shone on the "creature's" body - enough for me to see its form and movements, but not so that it could provoke some possible aggressive behavior.

I just watched it intently for a long time, for fear of missing any details. It's a pity that the thing hasn't moved since I discovered it, and staring at it for so long not only makes me feel like I'm doing useless work, but it also makes my eyes sour after a long time. I couldn't help but rub it, and then looked up at my brother.

Judging from what the light from his brother's side shone on, it seemed that the younger brother had stepped on the back of the back of an ancient openwork carved chair, and was leaning sideways to reach for the two decorative swords on the screen.

After seeing that he was indeed okay, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked down again to monitor the "creature" that suddenly appeared below.

But to his surprise and horror, the thing had suddenly disappeared.

Did you run back? Or did you finally run in completely?! Where is it now? My back was covered with cold sweat all of a sudden, and I hurriedly called up the information interface of my mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to my brother to remind me.

But when I moved the phone forward, the flashlight light on the back of the phone accidentally swept over something. And I happened to see it in front of my eyes, and immediately my eyes widened again and carefully moved the light back.

Sure enough, underneath my brother's wall, there was something that was slowly wriggling. When I looked closely, it was the terrifying "creature" just now! At the moment, it was curled up on the vase in that dark corner, its whole body wrapped in that long tentacle, and at the same time, it was clinging to various furniture objects on the wall with the outermost tentacles, slowly moving upward.

I was immediately startled again, my eyes widened and I moved my gaze back to the phone screen, almost at the speed of light to turn off the information interface, and directly dialed my brother's phone number with trembling hands, staring at the flashlight light from where my brother was, while continuing to use the peripheral light of my eyes to try to identify whether the terrifying black shadow in the darkness was still in the same place, whether it suddenly increased its speed and moved upward.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a wave of fear and fear at that large mass of things densely wrapped in tentacles: what the hell is this? How does it look so weird! (To be continued.) )