The man stood motionless, his body gradually coming into view.

First the legs, then the waist, then the chest, then the neck......

The last thing that appeared in front of Wang Yu was his face.

It was a pale face, with wide-open eyes and deep dark circles around it.

The most visually striking thing is his bright red hair!

His expression was numb and indifferent.

But in his eyes, there was a surge of hatred and anger!

"Mingchen!"

Wang Yu recognized him immediately.

Yes, he is Mingchen, the rich second generation who died in the Rose Manor a few months ago.

Speaking of which, he is also to blame, raising ghosts and harming people was counterattacked, and finally died tragically.

Before he died, he made a vicious oath that even if he was a ghost, he would not let Wang Yu go!

"Wang Yu, I'm finally back, I've been waiting for this day for a long time......"

"Aren't you gone? Why is it still there? ”

"You're not dead yet, of course I won't be wiped out so easily, hahahahaha......"

Mingchen looked up and laughed, his eerie laughter echoing through the narrow graveyard, chilling.

"Then I'll give you another ride!" Wang Yu rushed forward and slapped the thunder talisman in his palm on his head.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by an extremely angry expression.

"Why doesn't the Thunder Light Charm work?" Wang Yu was wondering in his heart, Mingchen suddenly raised and kicked him in the chest, and he immediately rolled down the stairs for more than twenty steps before stopping.

"Wang Yu, you are dead this time, take your life, hahahaha......" Mingchen slowly followed.

Wang Yu got up from the ground, felt a sharp pain in his head, and touched it with his hand, it was full of blood!

He saw that Mingchen's ghost behind him was getting closer and closer, so he didn't care to bandage it to stop the bleeding, and sacrificed a thunder summoning talisman to prepare to destroy Mingchen.

As a result, the Thunder Summoning Talisman also failed, just like an ordinary piece of yellow paper, he didn't summon the Thunder at all, so he had to turn around and run down to run for his life.

However, I didn't run for long, and suddenly I felt that my steps were getting heavier and heavier.

"What's going on? My physical strength is not so bad? ”

He leaned against the wall and gasped, but fortunately Mingchen's ghost hadn't caught up yet.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick......"

There was a sound of water dripping on the ground, as if it was raining.

Wang Yu also felt that his head and the tip of his nose were drenched by this cold liquid.

He stretched out his hand, spread out his palm, and a drop of liquid landed on it—it turned out to be red! This, this is blood!

Suddenly looked up, found a pair of feet on his shoulders, and then looked up, it turned out to be a woman!

A woman whose whole body is broken and seems to be barely glued together!

This blood was spilled from her!

Wang Yu was about to be scared out of his urine at that time, no wonder he felt heavier and heavier, it turned out to be a female ghost standing on his shoulder......

Half of the female ghost's face was missing, and the remaining half, with her head in her mouth, was grinning at Wang Yu, who was rushing down, and a lump of black and sticky blood fell out of her mouth.

Wrong! Why is this woman's face so familiar...... It's Zhang Qing!

Wang Yu finally recognized this female ghost, it was Zhang Qing, a cutting-edge female photographer who was beaten into a rain of blood by a helicopter propeller, no wonder she had every piece of her body intact except for a pair of legs.

Zhang Qing suddenly appeared in front of Wang Yu from his shoulder. She stretched out her severed left arm and grabbed Wang Yu's neck.

Wang Yu tried to struggle, but the strength of this female ghost was too great, and he couldn't break free at all.

So he could only change his strategy and aim at half of the opponent's head.

Then, with all his strength, he reached out and grabbed half of her skull, and then threw it back.

The headless body immediately fell to the ground with a bang, like a shattered glass.

Wang Yu took advantage of this time to take a sharp breath, and then immediately ran to the bottom of the tomb.

He didn't understand, why did Zhang Qing also become a ghost to haunt him?

After thinking about it again, I think it's probably because this woman thinks that it should be herself, not her, who had an accident that day. But it's none of her business, if you want to blame her, she has to compete for the first helicopter.

This is the reason, but this woman was unreasonable when she was alive, and she didn't want to think about it now that she was dead, so Wang Yu could only speed up her pace to escape.

The tomb finally bottomed out, and he came to the second floor of the tomb.

This is another closed platform, surrounded by water, and there is no way to go except the way from which it came.

"My mother, these ancient emperors, why did they build their tombs so complicated, just like solving the last big problem in the college entrance examination mathematics, asking for their own lives!"

Just when Wang Yu was complaining, Mingchen and Zhang Qing also came to the platform, these two enemies, Wang Yu was in danger.

In this case, Wang Yu had no choice but to break the jar and jump into the water on all sides, although he didn't know whether the water was poisonous or not.

The moment Wang Yu fell into the water, the originally calm water surface suddenly broke into big waves, and he was constantly swept into the depths of the water.

Light!

At the moment of sinking in the water and suffocating and dying, Wang Yu saw a light under the water.

He mustered himself and swam down to the bottom of the water, only to be out of the water...... What kind of spatial structure is this? It's obviously underwater, but how did it become the surface of the water?

Wang Yu was a little stunned, and he couldn't tell which end was up and which was down.

But fortunately, I could breathe a lot of air, and the two ghosts didn't catch up.

Not far away he found a pavilion floating on the water, with red gauze tents hanging all around, candlelight in it, and the melodious sound of a lute.

Although there are people who play musical instruments in such places, there are ten people who are either humans or demons.

But looking around, there was only this pavilion to go up to, so Wang Yu had no choice but to swim over.

Holding on to the railing, he climbed out of the water, and stood outside the pavilion's gauze tent, wringing the water while stretching his neck to look in curiously, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything.

A female ghost who is accustomed to classical music should not be too fierce.

He comforted himself like this in his heart, then cleared his throat and asked politely, "Is there anyone please?" ”

The sound of the pipa inside suddenly stopped, and a female voice as pleasant as heaven came out - "Who? Who's out there? ”

"My name is ......"

When Wang Yu was about to say his name, he suddenly remembered the chat movie he watched when he was a child, if you let the female ghost know your name, they will always pester you.

So immediately changed his words, "My name is Mingchen." ”

The woman in the pavilion asked, "Ming Gongzi, why did you come here?" ”

Wang Yu felt very fresh, and being called a son by a woman seemed to be something that only existed in costume TV dramas, "This is a long story...... But then again, why are you here, Miss? ”

The woman replied, "I have always lived here." ”

When Wang Yu heard this, he was even more sure that the woman in the pavilion was not a person, which person would "always live" in the tomb? I'm afraid most of them were among the palace maids who were martyred for the Yemu Emperor.

"Childe, can you come in and talk about it, I'm willing to play a song for you."

"This ...... It doesn't have to be, miss, can you tell me how to get out of this place? ”

"Childe, don't be anxious, I'll send you back when you finish listening to this song."

Wang Yu thought about it, isn't it just listening to a tune, what's the big deal, don't listen to it, don't listen to it, so he opened the curtain and walked in.

Entering the pavilion, Wang Yu's first feeling was red!

The curtains around were red, the bamboo blankets on the ground were red, the candles were red, and even the woman's ornate robe was bright red.

She sat on the ground with her back to Wang Yu, her long silky hair draped, her fingertips plucked on the red pipa, and she played a moving music.

"I'm done with the tune, can you teach me how to get out of here?" Wang Yu asked.

"This ......" she turned her back to Wang Yu and reached out to pick up the candle.

"How do you use this candle?" Wang Yu didn't rush to pick it up.

"Set this pavilion on fire and you can leave." She said slowly.

"You're not serious?" Wang Yu felt that the other party must be joking, didn't he let himself commit suicide?