Before he could react, I just approached my cigarette slightly, and I immediately poked it in his face, followed by a puff of black smoke.

In the next second, I saw that the evil ghost who was originally showing off his might suddenly hid all of a sudden, covering his face, and looked extremely painful. I

I was immediately relieved, it seems that I have accidentally stabbed him in the death hole!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly grabbed a few people behind me and ran out with them.

Before he could get far, he saw a small wooden house on the hill near the water's edge, everything here should be his memory, or the environment he created, this house should always have something special.

Of course, this may be a trap, or it may be a life, I don't want to give up, after all, I have my own self-knowledge, and when he comes over in a while, it won't be as easy to deceive as it is now, and I must grasp all the hope of living before then.

Gritting my teeth, I then spoke to the person behind me, "Hurry up and run into this room, I don't know what this room means to him, maybe there is something that he doesn't dare to come in?" ”

Hearing this, several people looked at each other, then nodded and ran in quickly.

When I saw a few people running into the house, I was relieved, and that was it, so I could save everyone else.

After a while, several people came out of the house, Liu Baiyun looked at me with some surprise, and said to me with a headache: "We found something in the house, it seems to be related to me." ”

Hearing this, I hurriedly followed in, and sure enough, I found that the room was strange, and it was actually full of portraits of Liu Baiyun, which seemed to be many years ago, and some of the papers had been slightly yellowed.

Liu Baiyun said to me with an embarrassed face: "This is not what I look like, my grandmother and I are inherited from generation to generation, there is almost no difference, only a mole on the forehead is different." ”

I quickly glanced at the portraits, and sure enough, there was a mole on the forehead of those portraits, and if I looked at the clothes, it seemed that I could be sure that this was the costume of the fifties of the last century, and it seemed that it was really the portrait of Liu Baiyun's grandmother.

But I can't figure it out, if it was really someone Liu Baiyun's grandmother knew, he was only a few decades at most, how could he have such profound power?

You know, even a thousand-year-old ghost doesn't necessarily have such power