Chen Sui's mind was blank, and she recognized the three people who came over with a shake, but she also clearly knew that they, like Song Huan, were already dead people. They died in this mansion, and they became one with the mansion, and became a part of it, like the cloud of mist in the bamboo forest.

Song Yao and the second elder of the Qiu family have now walked to the gate, and three pairs of hollow eyes are staring at Chen Sui, like three steel needles, pricking her hairs to stand on end, and her whole body hurts.

The floor tiles under your feet seem to have turned into cotton, and you can barely stand by holding on to the wall with your hands holding on to the wall.

Chen Sui was very afraid, she hadn't seen a dead person before, but she didn't expect the dead person to move so weirdly: the hands and feet were stiff, and the swing was half a beat slower than that of the living, but she walked very fast, so often one leg did not retract, and the other leg stepped out, stumbling and stumbling, hitting the wall from time to time, knocking off a few pieces of rotten flesh on the body.

Seeing that several people were about to walk to his side, Chen Sui let out a weak scream, leaned his body against the wall, and picked at the wall with both hands, eager to get into the crack in the wall.

But when they heard her cry, the three of them did not move, but stood under the doorway, their eyes still fixed on her.

"He's coming, let's go......" Song Yao slowly raised one arm and pointed to the other side of the road.

Hearing this, Chen Sui finally dared to raise his head to face her, and at this moment, the moonlight just slipped over and fell on Song Yao's face, illuminating her jet-black pupils and the maggots falling from her face.

Chen Sui let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and the fear dissipated a little, replaced by an indescribable grief and remorse.

"Key...... In the grass next to the back door...... "......Song Yao was also like Song Huan, trying to stretch her neck and say a word with difficulty. She spit out vague words, but Chen Sui understood.

"Xiao Yao......" Chen Sui shed two lines of tears, glanced at Song Yao again, and ran towards the other end of the road with her hands on the wall, she knew that the three people behind her were still looking at her, their eyes were full of moonlight, just like when they were alive.

***

Passing through the road, there is the garden of the hill house in front, and on the west side is a bamboo forest, just like the bamboo forest that blocks her and the gate, sparse and fallen, and the branches and leaves are depressed. When Chen Sui passed by the bamboo forest, he faintly heard a few crows, and in addition, there seemed to be a trace of other sounds, crisp, but inaudible, as if someone had stepped on the withered bamboo leaves in the forest.

Chen Sui didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't dare to glance at the bamboo forest, so he ran straight past the bamboo forest. She had already seen the back door of the mound house, a small wooden door for the people to transport things. But such an inconspicuous small door with mottled paint is equipped with a large lock, which is extremely disproportionate.

She threw herself beside the wooden door, leaned over and groped in the grass below, and sure enough, within a few touches, her fingers touched something cold, which was the key to the big lock on the door.

Chen Sui was overjoyed, and hurriedly stood up and inserted the key into the lock hole, and after twisting it a few times, the big lock made a crisp "click" sound, and the lock beam was released.

Chen Sui was so excited that tears were about to roll down, she pulled out the lock and threw it aside, and reached out to push open the wooden door.

Smelling a breath of fresh air between his nose, it was completely different from the dull breath in the Qiu Mansion, and Chen Sui knew that he had really gone out. She took a breath and looked ahead, only to see that there was also a bamboo forest in front of her, but this forest was completely different from the one in the hill house, there was no white mist in it, and certainly no bamboo shoots that should have appeared in spring, and the bamboo here was tall and green, and it looked full of life.

After pondering the general direction in his heart, Chen Sui pulled his feet and wanted to run forward, but just now he only took a step forward, and before he could step down the steps, he suddenly felt a breeze behind him. When she looked back, she saw a man whose robe had grazed against her, but the shadow was not reflected.

The moonlight slanted through his body, casting no trace of a star on the ground.

He is not a living man, so why did he return to the world? And he was deceived by him for so long, and for a little money, he lost the lives of his family.

Chen Sui felt very remorseful in his heart, but when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Qiu Ran's raised hand and the thin and sharp bamboo shoot in his hand, that remorse dissipated. She turned around, grabbed his fallen hand with both hands, and resisted with all her strength to prevent the knife-like bamboo shoot from piercing her chest.

Qiu Ran's face was as white as if he had been coated with a layer of paint, but his lips were so red that they seemed to drip blood, he was obviously the same as Chen Sui when he first saw him, but now in her eyes, his face was extremely weird, he was simply a devil in human skin.

The tip of the bamboo shoot was getting closer and closer to Chen Sui's chest, although she had tried her best, she couldn't match his strength. Qiu Ran cracked his mouth, revealing small, white teeth, he was laughing, his voice was intermittent, and his throat made a "gurgling" sound, which sounded a little disgusting.

The tips of the bamboo shoots pierced Chen Sui's clothes, penetrating her skin, and she felt a hot current gushing out of her chest, soaking her clothes.

It was over, she looked at Qiu Ran's weird smiling face, and a wave of despair welled up in her heart. She could feel the tip of the bamboo shoot sinking deeper and deeper, almost reaching her thumping heart.

At the moment of alternating life and death, the stomach was gently kicked from inside, Chen Sui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted to what was going on. It was fetal movement, and the little guy in the belly seemed to feel the despair of his mother, and waved his fists and feet to cheer her up.

An instinctive force erupted, Chen Sui let out a low roar, and grabbed the back of Qiu Ran's hand with both hands, pushing him back violently.

Qiu Ran stumbled and took a few steps back. Taking advantage of this time, Chen Sui turned her head and ran forward, she held the wound that was still bleeding outward with one hand, and ran towards the bamboo forest a few feet away without looking back. She knew that this was her and her child's last chance, and if they didn't seize it, their mother and son would become a member of this house, locked here forever, never able to escape.