Huang Xie Wen's condition at this time was already that the sky should not be called the earth, and his legs had become as soft as a noodle, and he couldn't help himself at all.

He sat on the surface of the water in despair, but his body did not sink into the water, as if he were sitting on land.

This kind of scene, which was only in dreams or fairy tale plots for a few moments, really appears in front of me today, but there is nothing shocking about it, and some are just suffocating fears.

Huang Xie Wen would rather be sunk into the water and then choke on the water and faint or die directly at this moment, rather than sit here and watch the horror descend step by step.

With the crisp sound like a broken bone, the female ghost slowly turned her body, Huang Xiewen's mood at the moment was like a criminal about to be beheaded on the execution ground, but the executioner did not rush to cut off his head, but held the big blade and kept waving it behind him, and the sound of the blade passing through the air flow whirred.

But he couldn't move, and could only wait again and again in horror, waiting for the big blade to fall on his neck at some point.

The female ghost's turn was like a film that had slowed down tenfold, little by little, little by little, slowly tormenting Huang Xiewen's spirit, slowly testing his pounding heart.

If he could scream, then Huang Xie Wen's scream would definitely pierce the sky, and the sound would stretch for miles away.

Huang Xie Wen wanted to close his eyes, but as soon as he closed his body, he would fall violently, as if he had fallen into an abyss, and he instinctively opened his eyes again in fright.

The moment he opened his eyes, a face with a pale face dripping with black and red liquid was almost face to face.

The eyeball, the size of a pigeon's egg, broke through the socket and was covered with countless bloodshots, and the black-red liquid flowed slowly around the edge of the eyeball, and together with the black-red liquid flowing from the ear, nose and mouth, it collected on the fishy face.

In the end, under the huge mental destruction, Huang Xie Wen was completely struck, and his brain collapsed after a thunderstorm, and the chaotic picture fragments in the life movie instantly appeared in his mind.

There are scenes of going to school, playing ball with friends, and scenes of unknown women in ancient costumes singing softly in the movie........

In the early morning of the second day, the sanitation workers pushing the sanitation truck against the morning glow found two unkempt and unkempt people by the foggy lake.

One of these two people is Huang Xie Wen, who is full of nonsense and is mentally deranged, and the other is Xie Bin, who has only a faint breath left, motionless, staring at frightened eyes like a corpse.

The old man's eyes were already red after speaking, he quietly turned sideways and wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, although he was sad, he tried not to lose his temper in front of outsiders.

"Then all of your statements are from the mouth of your mentally deranged grandson, Huang Xiewen," Obviously, Wicker's tone was a little skeptical, because he felt that the words of the mentally ill could not be fully believed.

"Yes! But no, when Xie Wen first came back, he was not as crazy and complete as he is now, sometimes it seems to be much better, and these are what he said when he was good, when he said it with clear words and clear logic, I am sure he was definitely a normal person at that time"

The old man looked a little excited when he said this, and he clapped his hand on his chest with a thumping sound. I hope to convince people that Huang Xie Wen is not lying.

"Ah~"

A heart-rending scream came from upstairs, with fear in his voice, with a sense of desperation.

The old man took off his glasses, this time he didn't turn sideways, in front of everyone, he wiped the old tearful eyes with his hand, "That's it, my poor Xie Wen, an outstanding student who was the top student in Jialin City in the college entrance examination that year, and an aspiring young man with an unlimited future was tortured like this, not like a person, not like a ghost!" ”

Zhang Yi stood up, he looked in the direction of the second floor and pondered for a while, "Can we go up and have a look?" ”

"Of course, I can promise anything as long as I can cure my grandson's illness." The old man stood up excitedly, and he walked up to Zhang Yi and looked at him with a pleading look.

"This child is pitiful, his mother died early because of illness since he was a child, it was me and his father who raised him, his father was busy with work, he was close to me, so he was closest to me."

Hearing Huang Xiewen's pitiful life experience and seeing the old man's tearful appearance, Zhang Yi unconsciously felt a sour feeling in his heart, how could his fate not be so miserable!

Zhang Yi was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by the old way.

"First come, first come, this is the rule, not to mention that Poor Dao did a lot of spells just now to suppress the evil spirit in the house, and you are not robbing me of my credit by going up now?"

Wicker was a little angry when he heard this, he rushed over and scolded: "Don't go around and cheat, you lost a shoe last time, you have to tie your shoelaces firmly this time, or not only will you lose your shoes in a while, but even your life will be lost." ”

"Ignorant child, Hugh has to be unreasonable, don't blame Ben for being unkind." Lao Dao was glared at by the blowing beard of the wicker's words, and then raised the peachwood sword and put on a fighting posture.

"Yo! This is going to do it, I'll accompany you" Wicker immediately rolled up his sleeves and crossed them on his waist, staring at the old man who was less than his forehead.

Zhang Yi looked at the old Taoist helplessly, sighed, and waved his hand towards Daxian.

"You go first, we don't mix, we just follow the onlookers so do you think it's feasible?"

"It's pretty much the same, this kind of speech is human words, then the poor way will let you juniors grow your eyes and see what you are capable of! Let you know what the Heavenly Spell is" Lao Dao squinted his eyes and glanced at the wicker, which was a demonstration

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he held a peachwood sword and shouted: "Poor Dao subdued demons and eliminated demons today, if you don't get lost and know how to return, I will beat you to a ghost." ”

Lao Dao stepped on the seven star steps, holding a peachwood sword and stepping up to the second floor in a few steps, and Zhang Yi and the three of them followed.

As soon as I reached the second floor, I smelled a strong smell of perfume, which came from a room, and that room was Huang Xiewen's room.

It's hard to imagine what it's like for a man to use so much perfume to make his room look like a girl's boudoir.

Lao Dao walked to the door and stopped, he put his head in and glanced left and right, and found that Huang Xie Wen was sitting on the floor in the corner of the room.

At this moment, Huang Xie Wen seemed to have no human form, he was disheveled, his hair was messy, his face was as white as paper, and a pair of bright red and bloodshot eyes looked at the direction of the bathroom in horror.

There was a trail of water from the direction of the bathroom to beneath him, like he had just crawled here before he had time to wipe it after taking a shower.

When he saw anyone at the door, he didn't seem to see it, and he still sat motionless, with a frightened expression on his face, and muttered something to himself.

Seeing this appearance, Lao Dao couldn't help but shudder, but he immediately stabilized his emotions and shouted in a high tone: "Don't wait for the sneaky to get out of the flesh quickly, don't wait for the poor Dao to do it." ”

Zhang Yi looked at it intently, but he didn't see a ghost, but he felt a very strange feeling, feeling that something was wrong but couldn't say where it was wrong.

It seems that this haunting is definitely not so simple, or he wouldn't have let the ghost come to him to deal with it collaboratively.

Zhang Yi glanced at Wicker, and Wicker shook his head in understanding.

Wicker has yin and yang eyes, and after the last haunted house incident, he felt that he had suddenly grown up, and he became much bolder, especially when he was with his hair Xiao Zhang Yi.

Five minutes passed, Huang Xie Wen was motionless, and the old man who was standing at the door did not take a step in.

"What's wrong, cowardly, don't dare to go in, don't dare to go in, don't waste time and get out of the way."

Wicker gave Lao Dao another blow, Lao Dao snorted and ignored him, he took out the yellow talisman from his arms and pinched it in his left hand, and stepped into the door with a peachwood sword in his right hand.

Lao Dao came to Huang Xie Wen with seven star steps, and he had the courage to put a yellow talisman on Huang Xie Wen's head.

Huang Xie Wen suddenly woke up as if in a dream, he slowly raised his head, stared at Lao Dao with a pair of blood-red glasses, and then opened his mouth, and a stream of air jets came out.

"Ah......h