"Hey, hey, hey......"

An old laugh came from the endless darkness.

Yan Junze had already opened the Black Spirit Umbrella, and now at least the area under the umbrella was safe, he didn't pay attention to any abnormal noise, just carried the oil lamp and continued to walk forward.

He had been mentally prepared before, the magnetic field on the third floor was very chaotic, and there must be a lot of unknown weirdness hidden.

These weirdos don't necessarily have a complete obsession, but are affected by the magnetic field chaos, and it may not even be clear why they are here.

Yan Junze walked slowly, not because he didn't want to move quickly, but because the air here gave people an extremely turbid feeling, as if he was walking in the mud and couldn't speed up.

Within the light range of the kerosene lamp, occasionally a face swept through the darkness outside, but did not dare to approach.

Yan Junze noticed the position on his left side, at the edge of the range covered by the black spirit umbrella, a pair of naked feet appeared, no shoes were on, the heel of the right foot fell off, and the tendons were dragged behind him, and three of the toes of his left foot were turned up, and the bones were also exposed.

The feet were so thin that it was impossible to tell if it was a woman or a man.

After these strange feet appeared, they kept walking on the edge of the black spirit umbrella, regardless of whether Yan Junze was standing still or moving forward, and it was not like those weird faces, flashing by.

In fact, Yan Junze was also a little puzzled, why didn't these weirdos go directly into his umbrella.

You must know that the black spirit umbrella itself does not exude any coercion, and the weird can't perceive anything abnormal in it at all, so it should be directly attacked by Yan Junze according to the usual attack pattern on humans.

But obviously the weirdness on the third floor won't do this, just spinning around the outside of the black spirit umbrella and won't take the initiative to enter.

Yan Junze pondered for a while and guessed that there was a possibility.

The magnetic field here is extremely chaotic, and the weirdness that has been here all year round has become accustomed to this kind of chaos, but after opening the Black Spirit Umbrella by himself, the magnetic field under the umbrella tends to be stable.

This kind of stable state, placed in the current environment, has become unusual, making the weirdos who are used to the chaotic state just have doubts and vigilance about the calm magnetic field space under the black spirit umbrella.

But that's fine, at least they don't dare to try to contact themselves easily, and they stay in the black spirit umbrella, the magnetic field is stable, so that they won't be disturbed by the chaotic magnetic field outside, and become uneasy, frightened, hesitant, and even hallucinate.

It's just that this also has a drawback, such as the pair of tattered feet outside the umbrella that I don't know who it belongs to, and I have been following it closely.

In addition, behind Yan Junze, that is, behind the Black Spirit Umbrella, there was also something that had been following Yan Junze.

The strange footsteps behind him were fragmented and dense, as if he had four legs, and every time Yan Junze took a step, the footsteps would sound densely behind him, close to the back, sticking to the outer edge of the black spirit umbrella.

Yan Junze felt that as long as this guy stretched out his hand, he could touch his back at any time, and he always felt like a thorn in his back.

Because the surroundings are very quiet, all kinds of sounds will be amplified countless times after reaching the ears.

The sound of the tattered feet dragging beside him, the intermittent dense footsteps behind him, and the weird laughter from time to time constantly stimulated Yan Junze's eardrums.

He didn't know how long he had walked, and it felt like the corridor was long, long, endless, never reaching the end.

Suddenly, Yan Junze stopped abruptly and stared at the ground in front of him.

Under the light of the kerosene lamp, I saw a pair of feet wearing black women's flat leather shoes in front of me, these feet had slightly thick calves, which seemed to belong to a lady over forty years old.

This woman was different from the other weird appearances, standing face to face in front of Yan Junze's walking, completely blocking his way.

Yan Junze was stunned for a moment and did not move for the time being.

The woman didn't move, she just stood in front of her.

After a while, the surface of her calves was covered with green tendons, which stood out like earthworms, and both legs began to slowly swell.

Yan Junze took a small half step forward slowly, and the woman did not retreat or dodge, but still stood in front of him, so that he could see the rest of the woman who melted into the darkness.

She was wearing a black cloth skirt, her hands were perpendicular to her thighs, and her figure was a little fat, but her arms were also covered with bruises, bulging out from the surface of her skin at the moment, as if they would burst at any moment.

Since the other party chose not to retreat, Yan Junze had no choice.

He took a big step forward, and the black spirit umbrella stepped forward at the same time, bringing the fat woman who did not retreat under the umbrella, reflected in the light of the kerosene lamp.

Entering the black spirit umbrella and the woman illuminated by the light, although her body did not move, her head was constantly twisting, the green tendons on her neck were bulging, and her face was crawling with earthworms like cyan, wriggling under the skin.

There were even green tendons that extended into her eye sockets, floating on the surface of the gray pupils, quickly passing through the pupils, and burrowing into the skin of her forehead.

However, in just a few seconds, the body of this strange fat woman trembled, and she was instantly strangled by the three forces in the black spirit umbrella.

She let out a terrible scream, but the scream was only halfway out and immediately stopped abruptly, and the fat woman turned into a puff of black smoke, which was absorbed by the black spirit umbrella.

A black dot appears and disappears into the umbrella.

Second floor of the restricted area.

A translucent figure in a black corset stood at the top of the stairs leading to the third floor and looked up.

He could hear the screams just now, but they were stopped.

The sound didn't sound like a normal person, it should have been made weirdly.

At this time, the black shadow man was a little puzzled. He didn't seem to expect that the demon slayer who appeared near the dead bride would enter the third floor so smoothly.

It seems that the weirdness in the chaotic magnetic field on the third floor has no way to deal with each other.

The sense of crisis that had risen from my heart just now became even stronger at this moment.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the hallway rooms on the second floor, the doors of these rooms were all closed at the moment, none of them opened, and they seemed to be dodging.

The little girl in the white princess dress never appeared, as if she was not on the second floor at all.

The black shadow man was in a calm mood, and raised his feet and went up to the third floor.

When he reached the corner of the staircase, he glanced at the kerosene lamp placed on the protrusion of the corner wall, and was a little surprised.

At the corner leading to the second floor, the protrusion of the wall was empty, and there was a kerosene lamp here, which meant that there was one missing.

As soon as he looked up and looked in the direction of the staircase on the third floor, the black shadow man was stunned for a moment, and stood there without moving forward.

He saw a man standing motionless with his back to him at the top of the stairs on the third floor.

The strength of the black shadow man is strong and special, he can see the darkness without the help of light, and at this moment, after discovering the motionless back, he is a little puzzled.

Because the black shadow man feels that this back is a person, but it doesn't look like a normal human being, if it is weird, he can't sense any weird magnetic field on this back.

The shadow man didn't move for a moment, and he was a little unsure.

3rd floor of the restricted area.

Yan Junze saw the strange appearance of the fat woman in the umbrella and was immediately strangled, and lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

He felt something was wrong.

Obviously, they already know that this black spirit umbrella is very special, but why are there so many weird people who dare to swim next to the black spirit umbrella? There is even this fat woman who is weird, desperate to block her path.

Although in the end, they can't escape the fate of annihilation.

Including now, Yan Junze looked sideways, and his tattered bare feet were still following next to the outer edge of the Black Spirit Umbrella, refusing to leave.

Listening to the sound of dense footsteps behind him, the strange behind him still followed him closely, and a greedy aura continued to surge.

is so persistent under the protection of his own black spirit umbrella, are the weird people in this forbidden area crazy? Or is it stirred into a pot of porridge by the magnetic field of the dead bride, and can no longer think like the usual weird?

Wrong? Something must have gone wrong, and I didn't notice it.

Yan Junze didn't continue to move forward, a strange voice kept coming from his ears, he raised his left hand and looked at the kerosene lamp he was carrying in his hand.

"Could it be because of this lamp?"

A guess rose in my mind, but I was not sure.

Yan Junze hesitated for a moment, put the kerosene lamp in his hand on the ground near the edge of the wall in the corridor, and then walked slowly forward with the black spirit umbrella.

After walking seven or eight steps in the dark, he immediately looked back, and then his body shook slightly.

I saw at least three figures crouching by the lit kerosene lamp at the moment.

One of the figures had a broken heel and three toes on the other. It's the weirdness that has been following me outside the umbrella just now.

But at this moment, these weirdos did not follow him anymore, but lay beside the kerosene lamp, greedily sucking, under the hazy light, Yan Junze saw their faces revealing satisfaction and excitement.

"Sure enough, these guys aren't targeting me, they're targeting this kerosene lamp." Yan Junze suddenly realized, "In order to get close to this kerosene lamp, such as the individual weirdness of the fat woman, I even risked my life to directly block the front of my black spirit umbrella." ”

Yan Junze stood in the dark, watching more and more strange people approaching next to the kerosene lamp, and even he saw two or three tentacles sticking out from the crack under the door of the closed room door next to him, making a rustling sound, walking slowly, running towards the burning kerosene lamp.

These weird or phantom shadows or entities quickly blocked the light emitted by the kerosene lamp, so that Yan Junze couldn't see it clearly.

However, Yan Junze knew that the strangeness on the third floor was that he didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being, and he knew that the kerosene lamp had this effect, and he should have brought the other kerosene lamp up just now.

It's just that Yan Junze thought about it, the kerosene lamp was placed at the corner leading to the second floor, maybe after it was lit, it didn't necessarily play a role on the second floor.

I replaced the kerosene lamp on the stairs on the third floor, and maybe I got it right by mistake.

He tried to pull out the flashlights from his small backpack, there were two of them, but as expected, neither of them could be turned on.

None of the wall lamps on the third floor are lit, which should be related to the fact that the strange magnetic field is too chaotic, and the electromagnetic field has also been affected.

Take out the lighter, maybe only this lighter, is the only light source now.

The light of the kerosene lamp was getting smaller and smaller, and the strangeness around it was obviously increasing.

Yan Junze pressed the lighter, and with the help of the faint light source, he walked quickly to the end of the corridor.

This was not a windproof lighter, the flame was exposed when it burned, and soon the lighter began to burn and he had to turn it off for a while.

With the approximate geographic location you saw before closing, move forward.

After walking for more than ten seconds, Yan Junze felt that he had come to an end, but there was no room here, but there seemed to be a large wardrobe erected at the end.

Yan Junze waited for a moment and did not move, and after the lighter in his hand was no longer so hot, he pressed the lighter again to light up the surroundings.

I took a few steps forward, looked at it, and then a creepy feeling rose in my heart.

There was something standing at the end of the line, but it wasn't a large wardrobe, it was a coffin.

The coffin was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with indistinguishable relief lines on the surface, and it looked delicate, but the dust had covered it with a thick layer.

Instead of lying flat on the ground, it stands upright against the wall at the end, sloping slightly to the back.

"Coffin?!" Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that foreigners are also popular with this thing?" ”

Yan Junze remembers very well that he had seen Lin Zhengying's movies in his previous life, and one of the episodes was to bury people in a coffin. That place is also known as Dragonfly Point**. Buried in this place, his descendants will surely have a wide range of wealth and prosperity.

However, the procedures for the erection of coffins are also quite particular, and the conditions are strict, and if they are not followed, it will bring great disaster.

It's impossible that this place is also called "dragonfly point" by foreigners.

Yan Junze carefully observed the lighter in his hand around the coffin, including the coffin and the ground.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that the foreigner knew a woolen feng shui, and it should be that the air in this place was humid, and a layer of dry straw was laid under the coffin, which played a role in preventing moisture.

At this moment, Yan Junze's hand was burned by a lighter, and he quickly closed it.

At this time, the lighter was burned too hot to hold it, Yan Junze hurriedly squatted down, put the lighter at his feet, and waited for it to cool down.

Anyway, I have carefully looked at the position of this coffin just now, and I can barely move at this moment with or without a light source.

Yan Junze stretched out his hands, touched the lid of the coffin, and found the open side of the coffin.

The lid of this coffin is not the kind that is completely opened, but opens from one side like a cabinet door.

Touching the place where he could buckle with his fingers, Yan Junze did not open the coffin lid immediately, but squatted down, picked up the lighter that was slightly cooler, held the lighter in his hand with his left hand and pressed it, buckled the coffin lid with his right hand, and opened the coffin lid with all his strength.

The moment it was opened, an inexplicable strange aura gushed out.

This breath is not rotten, nor is it a foul smell, there is also a smell of mold in the middle, Yan Junze's nose itches for a while, and he can't help but sneeze three times in succession.

The flame of the lighter in his hand trembled wildly, and it almost went out.

After the flame stabilized, he looked into the coffin.

I saw a woman in a white wedding dress and a silk scarf on her head standing in the coffin.

The woman's eyes were closed, her hands were crossed on her chest, and her body was not rotten, but because of long-term dehydration, the whole person was thin, her face was withered, and her eye sockets were deep, like a zombie wearing a human skin.

Yan Junze still remembered the hint of the mission information and knew that he could not have any conflict with the dead bride.

In fact, friendly communication with these strange things is also one of his great principles for removing spirits in Buddhism.

Unless, the other party is unwilling.

"Hello, Dear Ms. Scott!"

Yan Junze tried his best to make his voice soft and friendly, and while speaking, he also learned from a Western gentleman and bent slightly over the coffin.

If he wears a hat, he may take it off and salute.

But just as he said this, because he forgot to calculate the time, there was an unsustainable hot sensation from the lighter in his hand, the flame went out, and the lighter fell to the ground.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness for a moment.

Almost at the same time, there was movement in the coffin opposite.

"Ahh

A strange sound sounded close at hand.

Yan Junze didn't care about her, squatted down and touched the ground.

The noise inside the coffin continued, not loud, like a rat crawling.

Yan Junze could feel that the lighter was near his fingers, because there was a heat transfer, he didn't give up, reached forward and touched a cold soles.

He remembered as if he hadn't seen the dead bride in her shoes.

Yan Junze continued to move his fingers to the side of the cold soles, touched the lighter that was still hot, and then stood up with two fingers twisting the lighter: "Eh, Ms. Scott, why did you come out without shoes?" Your body is delicate, be careful of catching a cold. ”

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