As the light completely dissipated, everyone fell into a depressing atmosphere, feeling that their sleeves were being pulled, but Mo Yuan turned his head to see that it was pitch black, and his eyes had not had time to adjust to the darkness that had suddenly entered.

"Linxue?"

Mo Yuan tried to call out, and when he wanted to pull his sleeve, this kind of thing was probably only done by Lin Xue.

"Huh? Elder brother? What's wrong? ”

Mo Linxue's puzzled voice remembered, but it was still two or three meters away from him, and it was not Linxue who pulled his sleeve! Mo Yuan's heart was shocked, and the hairs all over his body felt like they were standing up.

"Linlin is still in your arms, right?"

"Yes, she's very obedient in my arms, what's wrong?"

It's okay, Mo Yuan forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said in a calm tone as much as possible

"Fa Ming, how old you are, it's still like a child, let it go."

Although he tried his best to suppress it, Mo Yuan's voice still inevitably carried a trace of trembling.

"Amitabha, donor, poor monk..."

Fa Ming's voice stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, as if he understood something, and the room suddenly fell silent.

When Fa Ming spoke, Mo Yuan's heart sank to the bottom, judging from Fa Ming's voice, it was obvious that the distance between them could not be him, that is, there was still a person in the room now! Furthermore, I pull oneself and is a cuff!

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mo Yuan felt the smell of blood in the air, faintly surround the tip of his nose and stimulate his sense of smell at all times.

Mo Yuan sniffed carefully, it seemed to be mixed with the smell of corpses, although he had never seen corpses, nor had he smelled corpses, but this smell made his first reaction be corpse smells! Thinking of the horrific corpse before, Mo Yuan's stomach spasmed.

Forcibly calmed down the discomfort of his body, as time passed, Mo Yuan's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and the smell of blood gradually strengthened to a strong degree, Mo Yuan looked at his cuffs and found that a pair of miserable white hands were pulling him deadly, his eyes followed the arm, and Mo Yuan found that the owner of the arm was standing behind him! And in terms of distance, it should be very close to him! But he just didn't notice it at all...

"Ahh Elder brother! You... Behind you..."

The sudden scream broke the silence of the night, and also broke the strange balance now, Mo Yuan clearly felt that there was an extra hand on his neck, a hand that should be a woman from the touch, and the sharp nails against his neck seemed to penetrate in the next second.

The woman's hand, Mo Yuan's mind was in a hurry, and he was now almost sure that the female ghost standing behind him should be the one standing behind him.

"Sister, calm down, we're here to help you."

The nails had already cut through the skin, and the blood was slowly flowing down Mo Yuan's neck, and Mo Yuan couldn't care about many things at the moment of life and death, so he could only open his mouth to gamble first, betting that this ghost still had his own consciousness and not a machine that only knew how to kill.

Judging from the ability shown by the other party, it is useless to resist now, if the other party wants to kill them, then the three people present are afraid that there is no other possibility except to turn into a cold corpse, wait, three? Mo Yuan thought of the little girl who was held in his sister's arms, and his dim eyes were a little brighter, I am afraid that this is the only chance they have now.

"Linlin!"

As Mo Yuan shouted the name, the nails on his neck had finally stopped advancing and retreated, Mo Yuan felt that he had never been so close to death, one hand covering the bleeding wound, and the other hand making a gesture to stop his sister who wanted to come over.

Feeling the suppressed madness behind him, Mo Yuan's thoughts quickly flew, the various circumstances tonight combined with the contents of the two diaries in his hand made him have some enlightenment, although the conjecture in his heart has not been confirmed, but now there is a person who can verify it.

I'm afraid that if I guess wrong, I'm afraid it won't end well, but even if I don't do anything, will it end well? Gritting his teeth, Mo Yuan could only continue to speak before the female ghost lost her patience

"If I'm not mistaken, Linlin is actually dead."

As soon as Mo Yuan's words came out, Mo Linxue and Fa Ming's faces changed, and the expressions of the female ghost behind him also became hideous, but Mo Yuan was unimpressed and continued

"Shortly after you were tortured and killed by your husband and his mistress, your husband thought Linlin was in the way and put her in the way..."

Saying that, he couldn't say it anymore, Mo Yuan felt that his neck was pinched hard, and he seemed to hear the gurgling sound of the bones being pinched, and the scenes from the past began to appear in front of him.

Am I dying? If I just die, what will my sister do? I don't want to die here! Mo Yuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, using the pain to clear up his increasingly groggy head, and struggled to use all his strength to roar before suffocating money

"You killed me, what should Linlin do?"

Feeling that the hands holding her neck were finally released, the female ghost threw Mo Yuan to the side fiercely, and she didn't speak but looked at Mo Yuan coldly.

"Ahem..."

Mo Yuan struggled to sit up, the hand that covered his mouth was a little more red, and after a sigh of relief, Mo Yuan calmed down, and organized his words, now it seems that he can't provoke the other party anymore, and if he comes again, I'm afraid that he won't even have a chance to speak.

"If I'm not mistaken, there are four people here, you, Linlin, your husband who was tortured and killed by you and is becoming a ghost, and..."

"The cause of everything, your husband's mistress."

"No matter what the grievances between you are, Linlin is the most innocent one in it, I think, you don't want Linlin to be involved in this incident."

The female ghost's eyes became colder and colder when she looked at Mo Yuan, but the murderous aura in her eyes was a lot weaker, seeing that the female ghost did not make any radical moves this time, Mo Yuan continued to speak

"I can guarantee that as long as we can get out of here alive, I will take care of you in the future."

"Brother!"

"Donor..."

"Shut up!"

Mo Yuan stopped his sister and Fa Ming from talking, and then looked at the female ghost

"Well, I don't know what it takes to survive as a ghost, but if I can do it, your daughter will be fine until I die, and all this just needs us to get out of here alive."

The female ghost looked at the human in front of her curiously, as if thinking about why he could be so calm in the face of her, why he was so bold to say that he wanted to take care of a child who knew it was a ghost, and for a while, the female ghost nodded her head for undetectable results, and then the whole body disappeared.

The blood dripping from the female ghost above the ground slowly flowed into a few words—this was just the beginning

"Brother, why are you okay?"

Mo Linxue saw the female ghost disappear, hurriedly ran to Mo Yuan's side, squatted down, helped Mo Yuan to sit up straight, removed Mo Yuan's hand covering the wound, tore off a piece of fabric from Mo Yuan's clothes, and planned to bandage him.

"Ahh Brother, you've shed a lot of blood! ”

The hands are busy, but the mouth is shocked and sighing

"It's good that I didn't hurt the artery, or you'd be cold."

Mo Yuan looked at the words on the ground, it seems that tonight's matter is not so simple to end, the night is still very long.

"It's snowing."

"Huh? What's wrong? Elder brother. ”

"Can you please stop tearing my clothes next time?"

"I hate it, you can't let me tear my clothes as a girl."

The corners of Mo Yuan's mouth twitched, and it was only at this time that you remembered that you were a girl.

"Amitabha, does the donor need the poor monk to help you recite the mantra in advance?"

"Get out!"

"Uh..."

After Mo Yuan waited for his sister to be bandaged, he struggled to get up from the ground, looking at the poor little girl standing aside, he felt a headache, because his sister hadn't married yet, and this was a small one.

Shaking his head, he reluctantly didn't think about those messy things, the words had already been spoken, and now he regretted not saying it too late, and the female ghost alone would not let him go.

"Let's go, let's go find Yang Fan and them."

With a faint word, Mo Yuan walked out of the door step by step.

"Brother, Yang Fan, aren't they?"

"Well, I know, but I'm afraid it's our only way to survive."

"Hey, you just weren't..."

Mo Yuan shook his head and didn't say anything more, Fa Ming shook his head at Mo Linxue when he passed by her, and followed Mo Yuan out of the room.

"Hmph, really, they all treat me as a fool and don't say it clearly, Linlin, let's go."

Mo Linxue stomped her foot fiercely, took Linlin's hand and followed quickly, completely ignoring the blood words on the ground behind her, turning into the face of a female ghost, looking at their departing backs, she showed a strange smile...

"Brother Fan, will my brother be okay?"

Jia Yi followed closely behind Yang Fan, running desperately, as if there was a desperate ghost chasing behind him.

"Your brother will be fine, it's good to save some effort to run, how can this damn house be so big, it's been 10 minutes and hasn't run out."

Yang Fan cursed fiercely, and then continued to run without looking back, remembering what happened in the room just now, Yang Fan couldn't help but suspect that he was dreaming.

When he helped Jia Yi to follow Jia Ren into the room, what caught his eye was a room that did not match the style of this house at all, and the whole room looked particularly warm under the light of the tight table lamp, but for some reason Jia Ren stood in the room with an ugly face, and touched the furniture with his hands from time to time.

Yang Fan felt curious, so he helped Jia Yi aside to rest, slowly walked to Jia Ren's side, and learned Jia Ren's movements to help those furniture, how to say, what to start with is a piece of warmth, delicate feel gives people a very good feeling, it seems that these furniture are not cheap, Yang Fan made this conclusion in his heart.

"What do you think this stuff is good?"

Seeing Yang Fan's performance, Jia Ren made a cold voice.

"Aren't these furniture quite high-end, this feels good."

Yang Fan was a little puzzled, and asked questions while stroking the furniture.

"Huh, good stuff? There is nothing wrong with saying that, it feels exactly the same as when my good father died. ”

Jia Ren sneered and said, Yang Fan was stunned when he heard it, what does this mean? What does it mean to be the same as his father when they died? Suddenly, Yang Fan remembered the rumor, Jia Ren and Jia Yi had some changes in their families when they were children, and only their two brothers survived in a family of more than a dozen people, and it was said that their father and others died in a terrible state, and their skins were completely peeled off and dried aside.

Yang Fan always thought that this was just a reliable rumor, but now when he heard Jia Ren suddenly mention it, it was inevitable to recall, could it be...

"You killed everyone in your family?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but exclaim, although there had been such speculations, but more of them were just his own YY, and now looking at Jia Ren's appearance, it seems that there are signs of intention to admit it.

"This, heavy or? People are already dead, instead of worrying with me here about whether I killed you, you might as well think about how to save your life, the owner of this house is not a good stubble. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Idiot, haven't you noticed that I'm saying it so obviously? These so-called high-end furniture... It's all made of human skin! ”

Yang Fan's heart was cold, and he turned his head stiffly to look at a pen holder that his hand was still caressing, and he said why that kind of feel was a little inexplicably familiar, why he hadn't seen this kind of furniture before, it turned out to be...

Suddenly, a gust of wind from nowhere hung into the room, followed by a damp fishy smell, Yang Fan looked back at the wide open door in a daze, he remembered that when he entered the room just now, the door was closed because the outside environment was too gloomy and uncomfortable.

Could it be that I didn't close it tightly before I was blown open by the wind? Yang Fan thought in his heart, and walked towards the door step by step, wanting to close the door again, he was uncomfortable with the wind.

"Idiot!"

Jia Ren grabbed Yang Fan and scolded in a low voice in the other party's puzzled eyes, signaling Yang Fan to look at the door.

Doorway? What's in the doorway? Isn't it just that eerie hallway?

Yang Fan looked at the empty corridor and thought secretly, suddenly he seemed to find that there seemed to be a figure standing at the end of the corridor, Yang Fan blinked, raised his hands and wiped it vigorously, yes, there was a figure floating there, as the figure drifted closer and closer, Yang Fan finally saw her face clearly.

"Ah!!h

Involuntarily let out a scream, it was a face made up of women's faces, and the eyes full of resentment were presented in a disorderly manner on this face, even though Yang Fan was already ready to see such a face suddenly, he still shouted like a cowardly child.

"Shut up, don't bring anything else in!"

Jia Ren hurriedly covered Yang Fan's mouth with both hands to prevent him from continuing to show his voice, and only after getting Yang Fan's winked signal did he slowly let go of his hands, pulled up his younger brother who was paralyzed on the ground, and pushed him into Yang Fan's arms.

"There is a secret passage behind the wardrobe, I just checked that there is a similar corridor inside, because it is too dark, I can't see where the road is, you take Jia Yi and I will help you block it."

As he spoke, he pulled out a pig-killing knife out of nowhere, and the knife was dark red due to the relationship between dealing with blood and water for a long time.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Yang Fan standing in place with a stunned face, Jia Ren roared angrily.

Yang Fan was awakened from his cold mind, took a deep look at Jia Ren, and then pulled Jia Yi to push open the wardrobe and ran into the secret passage without looking back.

"Brother!!

From the depths of the secret passage came Jia Yi's cry of sorrow.