In the deathly silence of the cellar, I could occasionally hear a muffled conversation. And listening to this voice, it should be a man and a woman, this man is not very old, but this woman's age sounds very old.

Walking slowly down the stairs, the two men were talking louder and louder. When I walked into the cellar, I realized that it was very large, and there were no lights in it, and the only light was the faint light coming from the side room.

That's right, there is a side house in this huge cellar. The cellar was so damp that I smelled a thick smell of blood in addition to the familiar musty smell.

I don't know why, every time I smell this smell, I always feel faintly nauseous in my heart, but my mouth is constantly secreting saliva. I swallowed, and walked slowly toward the side room with curiosity.

And when I actually got to the side room, the candle in the side room suddenly went out. The eyes were plunged into darkness again, and only the silhouettes of two figures could be seen, but the people inside could not be seen at all.

And in less than half a minute, the side room was lit up again. And when everything in the room on that side came back on, I couldn't help but gasp when everything suddenly appeared in front of me.

In that dim and low room, the walls around it were painted with all kinds of strange patterns. All of a sudden, they were drawn in blood, which is why there was such a strong smell of blood in the room at this time. And where all the symbols come together, there is a bed in the very middle of the room.

On that bed lay a naked man. Naked, and on the edge of the bed stood an old man hunched over. The old man was coughing while holding her back, and she was holding a cane in her hand, and she was the strange old lady I had seen at the door that day.

And right next to the old lady stood a man in his 30s. The man was bare-chested, and his body was also covered with strange patterns painted all over his back. He holds a white candle in his left hand and three incense sticks in his hand.

"Mother, can this work?"

"Don't worry, I brought your brother to see it before she came, and he was quite satisfied...... yes, boss. ”

As she spoke, the old lady turned her head to the side. And as the old lady turned around, I saw that there was a wicker chair in the corner beside the bed. The wicker chair was empty at this time, but the wicker chair was constantly swaying from side to side, as if something was on it.

"Mother, you said police. Cha won't come to the door, will he? ”

The old lady smiled coldly and said, "Direction, this girl grew up in an orphanage, and she has no relatives, even if she dies, no one will know." ”

The young man nodded, and then picked up a hacksaw from the ground. He gestured with his hand to the man lying on the bed, and then took the hacksaw and split the man's arm back and forth. The moment the saw pierced the girl's skin, blood splattered, and the white sheets under her body were dyed red in that instant.

I've heard of murder before, but this is the first time I've seen a real scene. When the hacksaw touched the bone, the sound of rubbing back and forth made me shiver up and down.

In an instant, the entire sheet was soaked in blood, and the blood on the sheet was left behind, and it flowed into a sputum bucket under the bed for a hundred years. In an instant, the entire side house was like a Shura hell for a hundred years.

I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so I simply turned away and leaned against the wall behind me, quietly listening to the sound of bones grinding inside. I closed my eyes tightly, and the sound continued to spread deep inside me along with the fear in my heart.

In those torturous minutes, I could imagine my skin being torn apart by the hacksaw, and I could feel the pain of my bones being rubbed by the meeting.

I started to tremble all over my body, and I clutched my ears, but the damn "squeak" kept ringing in my ears like a curse. I'm fed up, I really don't want to stay in this Shura field anymore, I'm going crazy if I stay like this any longer.

I suddenly opened my eyes and licked subconsciously. He licked his lips and ran away like crazy. I ran away from the damn place, but just as I turned to leave, I came across a piece of iron under my feet in dim sight.

In an instant, the side room fell silent, and the whole cellar suddenly fell into a deathly silence. But it didn't take long for me to hear the old lady coughing again.

"There's movement out there? Child...... You go out and have a look. ”

I seemed to hear the hacksaw coming out of the wound, but it was accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps. The footsteps were getting closer and closer to me like a talisman, and the fear deep in my heart drove me to flee from this damn and strange place.

By this time my eyes had clearly adjusted to the dimly lit cellar, and I turned around and ran up the stairs, but when I ran up the stairs I found that the exit of the cellar had been closed at some point.

The wooden door at the entrance of the cellar was so heavy that I couldn't open it for a while. And at this moment, the old lady's voice sounded in my ears again.

"You can't run away from ......"

The voice seemed to be in my ears, and my heart was full of desire to survive. Hope made my arms burst out with amazing strength at that moment. I frantically pushed open the wooden door of the cellar, and the moment the exit was opened, the icy rain came in my face.

The pouring rain and the occasional lightning in the sky resemble scenes from a domestic horror TV series, but what I have to face at this time is even more terrifying than the scene in the horror movie. I had just climbed out with my arms on my arms, when a black figure in a suit suddenly appeared in front of me.

I looked up slowly, only to see a sunken, distorted face, one side of his face sunken in his head, the other of which was squeezed out, and his eyeballs were connected only by a few vein-like things.

He looked at me and grinned, "You want to snatch my bride?" ”

I froze in place as a bloodstained hacksaw landed on my neck.

"It's a secret of our family, you see...... You just can't be in the middle of leaving. ”