Chapter 61: Horror

Xiao San didn't rush to open the door, but tilted his head slightly, following the open gap, trying to see what was in the room.

But the light was too dim to see anything at all.

But Xiao San is sure that the voice that attracts him is from the inside.

There was an inexplicable weirdness all around, except for the sound of ticking water, which was someone's heartbeat.

"I'm afraid of a ball!" Xiao San secretly strengthened his momentum and opened the wooden door.

A cold wind blows in your face.

Nothing happened, and it was still pitch black.

Xiao San, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief, cursed: "Damn, scare yourself, it's really terrifying, terrifying!"

But scolding and scolding, his feet have not taken a step for a long time.

"Would you like to go in and have a look?

Or don't you, it doesn't seem like there's anything in there, right?

Why don't you look elsewhere?

I don't think there's anything in there.

It's pitch black, so it's not good if you bump into it. Xiao San's heart kept entangled.

I always think this house is more terrifying than those monsters, but... It's just an abandoned house.

Xiao San doesn't know what he's afraid of, in short, for those unknowable things, there is an inexplicable fear.

That foot can't get out alive or dead.

"Forget it, let's go in, I haven't seen any strong winds and waves.

Who called that guy so lucky to find such a reliable ally as Lao Tzu. Xiao Sanyi said secretly.

At the same time, he tried to dispel the most primitive thoughts in his heart, probably: that guy can read Lao Tzu's mind, in case he knows that Lao Tzu was frightened by a small dark room, wouldn't he be laughed at to death?

The foot finally lifted.

But it didn't fall.

It's as if there is an invisible force in the air... Ahem, no, it's Xiao San who froze his feet in the air by himself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the stagnant water on the ground next to him.

There, it was as if an object had emerged from the water.

The junior didn't dare to come out.

Until the object slowly rises and gradually becomes... Doll!

Boom!

The sound of swallowing saliva came from Xiao San's throat.

He tilted his head suddenly!

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Quietly, nothing.

It's another false alarm.

Hallucination?

He always felt like that.

But after looking around, there really is nothing.

Xiao San, who was already about to scare himself to death, shook his head and sneered, at this second, even he began to look down on himself a little.

But the foot that was about to step in early was retracted by him without hesitation.

At this time, Xiao San finally noticed something unusual.

Since when did he become so timid and cowardly?

He felt that when he fled with the Qingfeng family, he encountered several crises, and he had never seen himself so timid.

Kill five slaves alone!

Facing hundreds of scavenging beasts alone, just to lead away from danger and let the sisters get out smoothly!

And on the edge of the domain wall, the sword battle with the two heroines who accompanied the young women to the end...

Suddenly, a burst of red light lit up.

Drag the young man in black who was intoxicated by his heroic deeds back to the present.

He subconsciously looked up.

I saw that the dark room in front of me was lit up at some point, as if someone had turned on a light.

A red light.

Blood red lights!

Render the whole room into a sea of blood!

The house is a little messy, but it's not the kind that hasn't been cleaned for a long time, and it's naturally scattered.

It's like the scene after a massacre!

A bloody kitchen knife infected with a pool of blood on the ground.

A blood-dripping axe lay on the round table in the center.

Further up, there is a pair of very eye-catching jade feet, painted with blood-red nail polish, standing in the air.

Further up, there was a long dress, still blood-red.

Further up...

"Ahh

The mistress, who almost jumped up and screamed, slammed directly into the wall behind him.

After landing, he still couldn't take his eyes off, as if he had been frightened and lost consciousness.

Further up, there was a face whose face could not be seen clearly, completely obscured by the waist-hip-length green silk.

A red silk was tied to the hanging electric fan, which tightly strangled her neck, which was her last fate.

Red, all red.

Xiao San's pupils shrank to the size of a pinpoint, staring at the cheek of the woman in red that was blocked by green silk.

Behind that green silk, there seems to be a pair of sharp eyes that are also staring at Xiao San!

The little three or five fingers were spread out, leaning against the damp and cold wall behind them.

The red silk didn't seem to be strangled on the neck of the woman in red, but on the neck of Xiao San, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Just when Xiao San felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and used all his strength to make a movement to break free.

Suddenly...

It seems that everything is back to calm.

All around, quietly.

The stagnant water on the ground is still dripping.

The dark room in front of me is still a dark room.

Except for someone who was looking around, still in a state of panic, he still maintained a free-breaking movement that he had time to unleash.