The little girl in the white princess dress was taller than Kerr, her bones were larger, her hair was blonde, and she looked neatly combed, but now it was a little disheveled.

Yan Junze didn't speak, stopped, and stared at the motionless little girl silently.

There was no sound around, and after Yan Junze stopped, the footsteps disappeared, and it was even quieter and terrifying.

Thanks to the wall lamps on the walls, the space here can be seen instead of pitch black, otherwise there will be more panic in people's hearts.

It's a stalemate.

Gradually, Yan Junze seemed to hear the sound of breathing coming from the small compartment isolated by the wooden fence on his left.

It's not loud or small, but if there are other sounds around, it can definitely cover up the past.

It's just that it's too quiet at the moment, so he can hear it clearly.

Turning his head slightly, he looked into the wooden fence on the left, there was nothing, there was nothing in it, nothing was in it.

But the breathing sound was very even, as if someone was standing inside and breathing heavily.

Yan Junze glanced at the princess dress girl standing at the end, then walked to the wooden fence on the left, listened carefully, and found that the sound of breathing came from the wooden fence behind him.

He took a step back and stood in front of the wooden fence, listening carefully, and the sound of breathing seemed to begin to grow rapid.

Yan Junze immediately took a step forward to keep himself away from the wooden fence, and the sound of breathing immediately became steady again.

"Could it be...... What's really being held in here? An invisible weirdness? Yan Junze was a little puzzled.

But he didn't want to waste time on it now, this weirdness was invisible, but at least it was locked up in a wooden fence, and there was no need to meddle with it.

In addition, he turned on the [Strange Event Perception] just now, and there may be information about this weird mission in it, but there is too much information, and he doesn't have time to read them one by one.

There are many strange places here, and if you have to satisfy every weird curiosity, you will forget why you came here.

Ignoring the sound of breathing in the wooden fence, Yan Junze walked towards the little girl in the white princess dress again.

Approaching step by step, when the distance between the two sides was only about fifteen meters, the little girl with her back to Yan Junze suddenly moved, and with a click, the thing in her hand fell to the ground.

However, the little girl did not bend down to pick it up, but ignored it sideways, facing Yan Junze sideways, and slowly walked up the stairs at the end of the corridor.

Her side did not show her side face, because of the scattering of her hair, the side face was completely blocked, causing Yan Junze to not be able to see clearly.

Yan Junze walked over and glanced down at what she had dropped, which was a rag doll made of linen.

This rag doll usually looks normal, but at the moment, it looks inexplicably weird.

The wooden staircase creaks as someone goes upstairs, and it can be inferred that the little girl went up to the second floor.

Standing on top of the rag doll, Yan Junze looked down, the rag doll was lying flat on the ground, his hands were open, and the corners of his mouth were bent up and he was smiling, but this smile looked like it was panicking.

It felt that this guy wanted to pick it up himself, but Yan Junze hesitated slightly, gave it a footprint, stepped on the rag doll, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Coming to the corner of the staircase, there was no wall lamp here, but a kerosene lamp was placed in the protrusion of the wall, and half of the kerosene was still in it, but it was not ignited.

There was a lighter in the small backpack inside Yan Junze's robe, he thought about it, took off the kerosene lamp, carried it in his hand, and took out the lighter and put it in his trouser pocket, so that he could light the lamp when there was no light.

Although he felt that the kerosene lamp was a little strange here, he decided to bring a light with him just in case, just in case.

The wooden plank of the stairs under his feet creaked, exactly the same as the sound of the little girl going upstairs just now, and Yan Junze quickly arrived on the second floor.

The second floor is also a corridor, the staircase is in the middle, and there are corridors extending at both ends, but there are also wall lamps on this floor, and under the dim light, you can probably see the furnishings at both ends of the corridor.

There were doors on the left and right sides of the corridor, either closed or ajar, quiet and empty, silent.

Yan Junze stood here for a while before he felt a coldness soaking through his clothes, slowly crawling all over his body, and goosebumps couldn't help but pop up.

This chill does not come from the second floor, but from the third floor, but the second floor is closer to the third floor, and the feeling of cold is very obvious.

Yan Junze paused, and his gaze turned to somewhere on the right side of the corridor.

There, a little girl in a princess dress stood sideways in front of an open door, slowly approaching the room and disappearing.

Yan Junze didn't think about going over at all, holding the lamp in his hand, he stood at the staircase and looked at the third floor, and found that it was really dark above, and there was not even a wall lamp, he didn't care about the little girl, but took a step towards the stairs on the third floor.

"Mr. ......"

At this moment, an immature voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Yan Junze stopped and stood on the stairs without looking back.

Behind him was the little girl in the princess dress who had just walked into one of the rooms.

The little girl lowered her head tightly, her loose hair fell, covering her face, and she stood behind Yan Junze like this.

"What's the matter?" Yan Junze didn't look back and spoke.

"Do you see my rag doll?" The little girl's voice was a little scared, worried, and scared.

Yan Junze thought about it, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it." ”

"You really didn't see it?" The little girl looked up.

At this point, the long hair that covered her cheeks slipped away, revealing a pale, distorted face, her face caving inward, as if the whole bone of her face had been shattered, and her eyes were sunk in, almost invisible.

Yan Junze still didn't look back, he wouldn't see that the little girl had opened her sunken mouth at this moment, waiting for the moment when she turned back.

"Mr. ......"

Before the little girl finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yan Junze: "I'm sorry, you have to find the rag doll to find it yourself, I'm not free now, the dead bride Quintina Scott is still waiting for me upstairs." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an instant silence behind him.

Yan Junze wanted to look back now, but he still held back, and after there was no movement in the rear, he walked to the third floor again.

And at this moment, there was no one behind him, and the little girl who wanted to lure him to the room just now had long since disappeared, as if she had never appeared.

Coming to the corner of the stairs leading from the second floor to the third floor, there was also no wall lamp here, Yan Junze saw the raised position of the wall again, and put another kerosene lamp that was not lit, and the kerosene stored in it was about the same.

He hesitated slightly, replaced the kerosene lamp in his hand with this kerosene lamp, and walked to the third floor with the second kerosene lamp in his left hand, and at the same time released the black spirit umbrella and held it in his right hand.

First floor of the restricted area.

Marion turned his head to look at the hidden crack in the door, since Yan Junze entered, he always felt hairy in his heart.

Basically, I had to glance at the door every ten seconds, but there was nothing.

It stands to reason that if Yan Junze had picked up the items on the first floor, he should have taken them by now, and he would have had enough time to come out.

Thinking of this, Marion turned his head again to look at the hidden crack in the door.

Suddenly, he was stunned and found that there was an extra rag doll on the ground at the door.

The rag doll was lying on the ground through the crack in the door, with its head facing outwards and a smile on its face.

"Valk?" Marion tried to shout.

He is now convinced that Yan Junze is Valker, who has successfully lost weight, and now that he suddenly sees this rag doll, Marion's first reaction is that Valk has found the lost item for the deputy leader.

But then he denied this idea, no matter what the deputy head of the group lost, it couldn't be this rag doll.

Could it be that this deputy head still has such an unknown preference?

No one answered themselves.

Marion's heart went up and down, he thought about it, drew his knight's sword with his right hand, and shouted again to the door: "Valk, did you find anything?" After finding it, hurry out, you can't stay inside all the time, it's dangerous. ”

Still nothing has been answered.

Marion hesitated for a moment, then looked at the rag doll lying in the crack of the door, took two steps forward, bent down, and slowly extended his left hand.

At this time, the crack in the door seemed to be blown wider by the wind, revealing the other half of the rag doll's body.

Marion's left hand was about to pass through the crack in the door, and when he touched the rag doll, he suddenly felt a pang of nervousness, his fingers paused, and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

At that moment, he saw a pale and slender hand emerge from the crack in the door, the skin on the back of the hand was tattered and turned up, and even the white bones on the surface of the knuckles could be seen.

At the same time, the hand reached over and grabbed the doll's head, dragging it little by little behind the crack in the door.

Marion retracted his hand and grabbed the doorknob, slamming the heavy door shut, his chest rising and falling, apparently choked by the sudden appearance of the hand.

"Oh no, Valk might be in danger."

Marion thought for a moment, and he walked to the side of his patrol aisle and pressed a red button on the wall to notify the personnel of the Night Moon Demon Hunters' Control Center.

There's no way, Valk was personally sent by the deputy head of the regiment, in case there is really something wrong inside, the person in charge of guarding himself will definitely not be able to get out of it, and he must report it as soon as possible.

At the same time.

In the first wooden fence compartment on the first floor of the forbidden area, a figure loomed, and this figure only had a faint shadow, like a wisp of breeze.

The shadow slowly stepped out of the wooden fence and headed for the staircase leading to the second floor.

When passing by the wooden fence compartment where Yan Junze heard the sound of breathing, the same breathing sound immediately sounded from the compartment, and it seemed that after seeing this person, the invisible weirdness inside the fence felt very excited and greedy, and once again had a desire to rise.

The shadow immediately stopped, paused for a moment, and then walked to the wooden fence where the sound of breathing came from.

However, after he approached this wooden fence compartment, the sound of breathing inside instantly stopped, as if he didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, which was just the opposite of the sound of Yan Junze's breathing that became rapid when he approached here.

In the eyes of this black shadow, in the wooden fence that was originally empty, there was a translucent man lying on his stomach at this time.

The man's body was clumsy, his legs were as thin as his arms, he had two heads, his hair was messy and fluffy, and the two heads looked almost identical.

At this moment, the two-headed man was lying on the ground, his body trembling slightly, and he didn't dare to look at it in the face of the observation of this black shadow.

The shadow only looked at it for a moment, then turned around and continued in the direction of the staircase.

The strange sound of breathing began to sound again, and the two-headed man no longer trembled, but he still did not dare to look at the black shadow.

As the shadow approached the staircase, the shadow was no longer as illusory as before, but was slowly about to turn into a physical entity, but it still gave people a hazy feeling.

It was a man's figure, wearing a black corset, and his hair seemed to be blonde, but it was not clear because of the hazy shadows.

Without hurry, the man walked up the stairs.

3rd floor of the restricted area.

Yan Junze suddenly had a feeling of palpitations at this moment, and this palpitation had appeared under the influence of the withered boy when he was about to insert the time and space fixed-point.

Now this feeling has come again, giving people an indescribable uneasiness.

Could it be because he was about to get close to the dead bride?

Standing at the staircase of the third floor, there is no way up here, indicating that the highest is the third floor.

Yan Junze felt more and more uneasy, he pondered for a while, stood with his back to the direction of the staircase, stood for about five seconds, and then walked forward, silently reciting "back" in his heart.

Take a few steps and stand still, then turn around.

His "back" had already appeared where he was standing, at the staircase on the third floor.

After carefully looking at this back, Yan Junze's heart began to settle down slightly.

He looked left and right, and one side of the corridor on the third floor was blocked, piled up with a large number of broken tables, chairs and wooden boards, and only the corridor on the right was unobstructed.

He had heard from Luan that the Berkeley guy had been here with the deputy head not long ago, and if the dead bride had been stored behind this pile of tattered wooden tables and chairs, the place would not have remained congested now.

In other words, the dead bride can only be stored on the other side of the hallway, on the right side.

Without thinking much about it, Yan Junze had already lit the oil lamp at the moment, and the light spread to about a meter around him, but he couldn't see it clearly even farther away.

What was at the end of the dark hallway, at this distance, it was completely invisible.

Yan Junze lifted the oil lamp, raised it a little bit, so that his line of sight and the oil lamp were at the same level, and walked towards the right side of the corridor.

The hallway flanks the same rooms, but the doors to these rooms are closed and not opened.

Yan Junze looked at the door of one of the rooms and found that even the door panel was nailed shut, even if there was a key, unless it was violently removed, it was impossible to enter any room on the third floor.

It's just that the mission statement has made it clear that the coffin where the dead bride is stored is at the end of the corridor, and it is not said in which room.

Anyway, let's go to the end first.

In this place, Yan Junze couldn't see what the end was like.

The light could only illuminate one meter around him, and he widened his eyes as he tried to discern his surroundings.

Soon, however, a face emerged from the darkness and quickly pasted it, appearing exactly one meter away from the light.

That is, under the kerosene lamp, only a strange face was revealed, and nothing else could be seen.

This face was that of an old man, wrinkled all over his cheeks, and even the pupils of his eyes could not be seen clearly, all obscured by the folds.

And at this moment, in every layer of folds, there is blood slowly flowing out.

Yan Junze did not hesitate, and the black spirit umbrella in his hand poked directly at that face.

The bleeding old man's cheeks instantly retracted into the darkness and disappeared.

Then another woman's face came up, one of her eyes bulging out and about to fall out of its socket, and the other eye had no eyeball.

Yan Junze was about to continue his attack when a third unfamiliar man's cheek appeared, accompanied by a faint ah-ah sound, the man opened his mouth, and something was squirming in his mouth.

In an uproar, Yan Junze simply opened the black spirit umbrella and shrouded himself and the kerosene lamp.

All the weird cheeks disappeared in an instant at this moment.

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