Chapter 3: Haunted Houses

Su Yan finally knew what made Nalan Jing able to call her loudly.

Because they hit a ghost in broad daylight.

It's not a person who pretends to be a ghost, but a real, real ghost, with no feet floating down there.

Fortunately, Su Yan was holding a porcelain vase in her arms, otherwise she would have to hold Nalan Jing to curb the fear in her heart.

Although she is the one who has seen Hades, the kid of Hades is quite good-looking, except for the abnormality of his iron face, the rest of him looks no different from a normal person.

And the first two in the house are even more "polite" than the zombies in American horror stories.

"You can see it, right?"

Although he was holding a porcelain vase, and it was daylight, the room was dilapidated and dim, and Su Yan moved a few steps to Nalan Jing in his heart.

"I didn't see it, what did you tell you to do?"

"Aren't you on good terms with Hades? Hurry up and ask him to come up and collect it! ”

Su Yan's words were exchanged for a slanted glance from Nalan Jing, and there was a lot of cynicism in it.

"Call once, reduce your life by one year, you can also call, you are still young, you come."

How can there still be unequal treaties in this?

Su Yan obediently closed his mouth and found that these two, although they had ugly faces, had been floating in the innermost part of the room, and they were not scary or moving.

I took a small step forward with courage, and worshipped all the Bodhisattvas in my heart, all the gods in the East and the West.

It wasn't until he reached out that he could reach out that Su Yan realized that something was wrong.

If you want to say that it is a ghost, it should be ethereal and incorporeal.

Why can these two still see the bright cloth?

Picking up a twig from the ground, he gently flicked the cloth and found it empty.

I kept beating the drum in my heart, and I didn't dare to look up, after all, I stood farther away just now, and I didn't think it was too scary, if she looked up, she would be an eye-popping and long tongue, and she would really not be able to eat for several days.

"Come and see, this man is very strange."

As a result, Nalan Jing stood still, just where he was just now, clasping his hands to his chest, and looked up at the two "ghosts" above Su Yan's head.

Su Yan always felt that there was gloomy behind him, so he quickly threw down the branch and ran back to Nalan Jing's side, "Tell you to come over and see, what are you doing?" ”

"It's a formation."

Formation?

Su Yandong looked at the west, but he didn't see what kind of formation this dilapidated and dirty house would be.

"You still know this?"

After asking, Su Yan remembered that if he didn't understand this, how could Nalan Jing think of making a deal with Hades and pulling her from the twenty-first century to be cannon fodder.

After Nalan Jing understood, he tapped his toes and went to the top of the beam, not knowing what he was looking at.

After Nalan Jing went up, he was blocked by a pillar, Su Yan couldn't see anyone, he was so panicked in his heart that no one answered.

"Nalan Jing!"

When she called this again, she was already a little hysterical, and if Nalan Jing didn't agree again, she would run away.

As a result, he didn't wait for Nalan Jing's reply, but felt as if someone was staring at him behind him.

It was a scorching and unsettling gaze, and Su Yan didn't dare to look back.

Holding a porcelain vase is like holding a reassuring pill for yourself.

In my heart, I greeted all the eighteen generations of Nalan Jing's ancestors.

Just when the nerves in Su Yan's whole body were tense to the point of bursting, Nalan Jing turned over and came down.

But as soon as he raised his head, a gleam appeared in his eyes, and he ran behind Su Yan without saying anything.

"Wait for me!"

finally waited for someone to come down, but as soon as she came, she started to run, leaving her alone in this "haunted house".

Waiting for people to chase out, but they didn't even see half a figure, and it happened that a gust of wind blew, drilling up from the trouser legs, Su Yan swallowed his saliva.

Is this for her to find clues, or for her to play in a haunted house?

She was now standing in the middle of the front yard, with a closed gate in front of her, wings on both sides, all closed doors and windows, and a lobby behind her, always feeling gloomy.

Listen quietly, and there is no sound anywhere.

Is she out, or is she waiting here?

It's strange to say, when she went out, she obviously had the intention of coming out of the sun, why is it dark now?

Who added the special effects?

"Nalan Jing?"

shouted at the top of his voice, but he waited for a long time only for the subtle sound of "woo", which sounded very much like crying.

"Nalan Jing!"

Hug it and shout it once, and if no one comes, he will run away with a porcelain vase, and shout out an earth-shattering sound.

Sure enough, it worked, but it was a strange movement from the wing room on the right, like something was "clattering" on the door.

If she had known that this Ling Mansion was a real-life escape, she would have brought more equipment, and now her only weapon is the porcelain vase in her arms, which is not as good as a black donkey's hooves.

In the 21st century, she never had the courage to escape from the mental hospital, but now it's a good thing, she is forced to challenge herself when she returns to ancient times, and when she finds Nalan Jing, she has to talk about it.

Su Yan stood in the corridor, jumped up and kicked open the door of the west wing, and quickly dodged.

The dust kicked up was seven or eight feet high, just enough to block the door frame from the visible spot.

When the dust cleared, Su Yan opened his eyes wide to look, and saw Nalan Jing staring and shaking his head, looking at the trend of tying up flowers, Su Yan knew that he had a plan.

Before I turned around, I felt a chill in the back, a sense of crisis for the prey who had fallen into the trap.

Even resistance seems redundant.

Su Yan just felt that the porcelain vase in his arms was a pity, and when it landed, Su Yan didn't dare to look at it.

When he opened his eyes again, he had been thrown into the wing room by the person behind him, next to Nalan Jing.

But she was treated better, and there was no seal in her mouth, so it seemed that this person still had some pity for the jade.

But obviously Su Yan thought too much, and the person didn't seal Su Yan's mouth, purely because that person came for Su Yan at all.

"Where's the Upper River Map?"

What the hell is going on with these people, listening to the wind is the rain! She is not Ling Qingxue anymore, and she is still looking for her to ask for a picture.

If you want to follow the trend, you have to have your own judgment.

The strong man who squatted in front of Su Yan called himself a tight one, revealing two small holes, and he couldn't even see all the eyeballs, but just by revealing such a little, Su Yan knew that the person in front of him was not a good stubble, and there was undisguised killing intent written there.

Therefore, Su Yan didn't dare to talk nonsense, and directly explained that he was not Ling Qingxue, and had nothing to do with the Ling family, let alone Qingming Shanghe Tu.

"This is the Ling Mansion."

That person obviously didn't believe it, it wasn't Ling Qingxue, what was he doing back to Ling Mansion.

All in all, that person had made up his mind, Su Yan and the Ling family were inseparable, staring at her directly, just waiting for her to speak.