Chapter Fifty-Nine: People Are Scary

The town is not big, and after a while, Xiao San came to the outside of the town, and without much effort, he found the location in the mouth of the middle-aged Taoist.

Of course, this is only Xiao San's own subjective judgment.

It's not hard to find here, because it's a big place, and it used to be a factory and mine, but for some reason, it was abandoned and shelved.

Behind the factory, there are two old two-story buildings with red bricks and black tiles, which are connected in parallel at right angles, and there are many rooms on them, which are estimated to be former dormitories.

Looking at the lifeless decay scene in front of him, Xiao San felt uncomfortable, but it was definitely not to the point where he was afraid.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Xiaosan was familiar with the road to remove the weeds that were deep and high to people, and arrived at the front of the courtyard dam in front of the building smoothly, because it was paved with cement before, in addition to the perennial accumulation of moss on the ground, some sporadic weeds grew out of the cement cracks.

The buildings had long since fallen into a dilapidated state, with many tiles peeling off from the roofs, revealing some beams, and only a few rooms still had rotten wooden doors, through which the interior could be seen to be dark and messy.

Xiao San looked around, and still felt that there was nothing terrible about this blue sky.

It's a bad guy, but it's a person who has a brilliant record of fighting five powerful ghosts with the strength of one person.

Immediately, he wanted to go to the factory in front of him, and wanted to try his luck there.

Suddenly, his gaze was attracted by the corner between the two buildings, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

It turned out that the two buildings were not completely connected, but one of them blocked several rooms of the other, creating a dark aisle there, dark and damp, and exuding a chill.

It was this coldness that dragged Xiao San to death, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

It was as if some voice was calling to him.

If Xiao San didn't think there was anything strange here before, then now, a cold air can't stop rising to Xiao San's head.

The little three demons walked there step by step.

In the dark passage, there was a dripping sound, and the water on the ground was just below the instep of the little three.

Xiao San's eyes widened and he was vigilant around him, as if he was afraid that some fierce beast was lurking in this narrow passage for only two people to walk side by side.

At the end of the passage, there is a red wall.

There was only one room next to it, and the door was closed, but it was hard to imagine how the wooden door could have remained so intact in such an environment.

Could it be that there are still people living here?

Xiao San waved away the strange thoughts in his mind, and still walked forward cautiously.

However, at a distance of only a few meters, Xiao San always felt that he had walked for a long time, but he still hadn't even touched the edge of the door.

"What's going on?" Xiao San said secretly in his heart.

Immediately, he shook his head and settled down, "This is my world, is there anything else that can scare Lao Tzu to death?!"

The little three, who was bold and courageous, rushed to the door with one arrow step.

This time, I really came to the door in one step.

Whew...

The little three, who had an angry mouth, stretched out a hand, held the doorknob tightly, and wanted to push the door in.

But before that, he hesitated for a while, trying his best to clear those terrifying pictures in his mind, and silently thought in his heart, this is his own world, nothing to be afraid of...

But to say that there is no fear at all, it is coaxing, in such an empty and gloomy environment, even the most bold person will inevitably have a kind of palpitations in his heart.

However, when he thought that his allies were still fighting bloody battles at this time, he still took a deep breath and pushed hard.

Strange things, as expected, appeared, that door couldn't be opened!

After several unsuccessful pushes, Xiao San also burst out of anger, simply withdrew his hand into a fist, and picked it up and wanted to smash open this wooden door that was hard and not soft.

But who would have thought that after a creaking sound, the wooden door would naturally open a crack, as if welcoming this hot-tempered guest.

Xiao San noticed that the door was pulled outward, not pushed in, no wonder he couldn't push it open, and he scared himself to death.

Such a narrow place, it turned out to be this kind of design, isn't this in the way? Xiao San really can't figure out what the person who designed this house thinks.