Ling Tian and Zeng Xiaoqin glanced at each other, their eyes were a little strange.

After a while, Ling Tiancai spoke, "That tooth seems to be really useful, I'm stupid." ”

Zeng Xiaoqin was about to comfort her, when the sudden increase in water droplets on the wall had already gathered together and began to flow along the wall, just past the position of the TV power supply, and in a burst of sparks, the TV suddenly dimmed.

"Be careful." Ling Tian protected Zeng Xiaoqin behind him: "Go to the bedroom and take back the necklace." ”

Ling Tian was about to move, but Zeng Xiaoqin grabbed his clothes: "If the necklace is really useful, the door can still be opened?" It depends on the situation, even if the necklace is useful, the effect is very general, otherwise the room would not have changed just now. ”

Ling Tian agreed with Zeng Xiaoqin's words, but still said, "Go to the bedroom, no matter what, you have to give it a try." ”

He still has some understanding of the dragon vein, and the ghost whisperer organization has to withdraw from the surrounding area of the sea because of the existence of the dragon vein, otherwise, the sea does not know what the hell will become.

Besides, even if that tooth is not a dragon vein tooth, it should still be no problem to protect Zeng Xiaoqin.

Zeng Xiaoqin is safe, he can concentrate on dealing with these ghosts, and maybe he can also use the power of the necklace.

Seeing that Ling Tian insisted, Zeng Xiaoqin didn't say anything more, and the two stepped on the cold and biting water on the ground and walked to the bedroom.

As Zeng Xiaoqin guessed, the bedroom door could no longer be opened, and Ling Tian gathered to scream and punched several times in a row, except for the pain, the bedroom door was still motionless.

In the guest room, the ceiling began to drip downward, like rain, and the water on the floor had covered the instep.

The water was very cold, and the faces of the two of them were pale, their lips were blue, and they were constantly shivering. Subconsciously got a lot closer.

"Now, what now?"

Zeng Xiaoqin was a girl after all, and she lacked exercise, so her body soon shook a little.

Ling Tian wiped the ice water off his face, he was very sorry in his heart, if he hadn't come up with some bad idea, things wouldn't have come to this point.

"I can only go out, and if I still have the physical strength now, I can at least fight when I rush out."

Zeng Xiaoqin looked at the door, nodded, took out a knife from his trouser pocket, and handed it to Ling Tian: "You, you take it." ”

"You'd better take it."

After Ling Tian finished speaking, he lifted the chair on one side and slammed it against the wall, and after a few times, the chair fell apart.

Holding one of the chair legs, Ling Tian took the lead and opened the door.

There was no change in the hallway, and as soon as I came out, I felt a warm feeling.

But Ling Tian didn't dare to relax at all, when he opened the door, the sound of sharpening knives became clearer, and at the corner of the elevator in front of him, he faintly saw a figure squatting on the ground.

Zeng Xiaoqin also walked out and let out a sigh: "Whew, come out, I'll look at the back and top, and the front and left and right will be handed over to you." ”

Ling Tian nodded, he was really optimistic about Zeng Xiaoqin, he could still think of this at this time, maybe she didn't show up by herself, with the help of the necklace and her own quality, she could survive.

Thinking of this, and thinking of his feat of keeping the necklace in the bedroom, my heart is even more fucked.

"Be careful." Ling Tian reminded him and slowly walked towards the figure squatting on the ground sharpening his knife.

He leaned against the wall as much as he could, keeping enough distance from the figure.

One step, two steps, three steps......

You can already see each other's appearances.

It was a familiar and unfamiliar face, about 40 years old, and at this time, he was concentrating on sharpening his knife and didn't pay attention to Ling Tian's meaning at all.

Ling Tian was still thinking about where he had seen the other party, and Zeng Xiaoqin, who felt Ling Tian stop, glanced back and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"I seem to have seen this person somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while."

Zeng Xiaoqin set her eyes on the knife sharpener, clenched the knife in her hand, looked at it for a while and said in surprise: "Judge? ”

"What judge."

"He's the judge we used to play the game, just a lot younger."

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, his mind raced, and he suddenly remembered that when he was investigating Xiao Lou, he had also investigated the old man who was acting as a judge.

The results of the investigation told him that the old man had been dead for more than ten years.

More than ten years, then this person is not the same old man more than ten years ago, but this time he did not hide and made himself old, but restored the appearance of when he died.

The guess in Ling Tian's heart had just been confirmed, and the sound of sharpening the knife that had been there came to an abrupt end.

The sharpener, or judge, slowly stood up from the ground and looked at the knife in his hand with admiration.

Then, under the surprised gaze of Ling Tian and the others, he put his finger on the blade of the knife, and with a slight force, a finger fell to the ground, and the black blood only dropped a drop before it had already coagulated.

Seemingly satisfied with his work, the judge slowly turned around and looked at Ling Tian and Zeng Xiaoqin for the first time, and the familiar voice sounded.

"You're very good, but alas, the game can't be destroyed."

"Don't be destroyed, then we were slapped to death by werewolves during the day, and it's night, and if you do it to us now, you're breaking the rules of the game."

The judge laughed: "I am the judge, I said that it is day and it is day, and I said that it is night and night, I don't believe you." ”

Looking in the direction the judge was pointing, it was a window, and the outside of the window was unusually bright, as if it was noon.

Ling Tian closed his mouth, people have the ability to talk nonsense, what can he do.

The judge still let out that ugly laugh and approached step by step: "So, die." ”

"Wait, I have a question." Zeng Xiaoqin suddenly spoke, as if she was worried that the other party would not give her a chance, and continued without stopping: "There were no werewolves killed more than ten years ago, who taught you." ”

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and his face changed.

Uncle, isn't there more than one ghost, no wonder Zeng Xiaoqin wants to look behind him.

The question seemed to be difficult, and the judge trembled, his eyes full of resentment: "They locked me up, they kept torturing me, I was already dead, and they still didn't let me go, I watched them play this game through the glass, I swear, I swore to kill everyone who played this game, kill them." ”

"Glass?" Ling Tian exclaimed in surprise: "Ghost Whisperer? ”

The judge was stunned: "You know their names, you know their names, you must be one of them, you are all going to die, die in this favorite game of your choice." ”

The sharp knife in his hand swung towards Ling Tian, Ling Tian only had time to block it, and then he felt the lightness in his hand, his chest seemed to be blown by a breeze, followed by severe pain.

The knife was too fast, easily slicing through the chair leg in his hand and slicing through his chest, leaving a tiny scar that cracked open and blood gushed out as he moved.

Ling Tian's face changed drastically, not because of pain, but because he clearly felt that this time it was not an illusion.