The hellish warehouse was diagonally opposite this room, and I turned my back to the door of the room to light Ma Ming. I saw that he was about to pick up the axe, but suddenly he looked back at me, and looked surprised, and then put down the axe, and went to a nearby cabinet and rummaged around, and found a rusty key in the corner. I took it back and tried it, and it really matched.

"It's just rusty, and it takes a bit of work to open it." As he spoke, Ma Ming took out the key, spat into the palm of his hand, rubbed it twice and then opened it, which was much smoother. With a click, the lock opened, and he unchained it with a clatter. I exclaimed, "Oh, how do you know the key is in that cabinet?" ”

Ma Ming suddenly paused, turned his head to look at me and said, "Didn't you say that?" ”

I was dumbfounded: "What did I say? When did I say that? I'll keep your mouth shut when I help you with the flashlight, okay? ”

When the iron cable was halfway unraveled, it fell on its own, falling to the ground with a jingling bell, and raising bursts of dust. The strange facts washed over my cognition, and my scalp tingled. I'm pretty sure I didn't say anything at the time, but I vaguely felt my mouth moving. This begs the question, was it me who was unwittingly taken in, or was that thing deliberately giving misinformation that confuses clues?

Crunch – windless automatic. The door opened. There seems to be an invisible thick yin qi pouring out.

Ma Ming was really a master of the arts, and after thinking for a while, he just tightened his backpack and was the first to rush in. I followed him and was about to follow, but I saw him turn his head and say solemnly: "I have a curse mark on my body, and I don't know what I will do in a while, you remember to wake me up in time." ”

I was so nervous that I wanted to say that it was so dangerous that you couldn't go in...... As soon as he turned around and got into it again, I had to grit my teeth and follow.

The room was not big, it could even be said to be narrow, only a bamboo bed against the wall, and a rickety chair in the middle, and when I got closer, I saw that it was a stroller, and there was a small thing lying in it, wrapped in swaddling clothes, which looked very much like a baby. I jumped twice like a drum, and picked up a pole from the side, and it turned out that only half of the stake was wrapped inside.

I breathed a sigh of relief, my whole body was drained, and my legs were a little weak for a while.

A cursory sweep of the room with a flashlight is shocking. There were centipedes with the length of their little arms crawling over the beams of the roof, not to mention the rest of the dusty spider silk, and most importantly, the shocking women's palm prints were printed everywhere. It was so dense that it even snaked to the ceiling, and according to the eye, the height between the ceiling and the floor was definitely not small, I don't know how she did it.

For some reason, the layout of this room always gave me a sense of familiarity. After walking around the wall, I realized, isn't this the same as the room next to the fish pond before? I found a broken brass mirror in the corner, and I confirmed my suspicion even more.

When I got closer, I found that there was still a blurred handwriting engraved under the bloody palm print, which had disappeared with the erosion of time. I faintly recognized the reason, the owner of this house was originally a maid in the mansion, but he had an affair with the young master, and was imprisoned alive by the young grandmother in this place. I remembered the journal I had written earlier, sat down on the bed, and touched it under the pillow. It really made me feel something.

It was about the size of a palm, with a torso and limbs wrapped in straw, and black and shiny hair added to the straw, vaguely in the shape of a doll. But what is puzzling is that there is a talisman attached to the center of the straw, and there are three golden needles inserted in the talisman, as if something is sealed. I tried to pull it out, but I couldn't pull it out.

At this moment, there was a chill behind me, and a babbling opera tone came into my ears. This voice can be described as tactful, with a silky desolate resentment, which makes people listen to the cold from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

I turned my back to the center of the field, and I didn't hear the movement of Ma Ming for a long time, so I judged that he had been hit. So he stiffened and turned around, but saw a pitch-black figure standing at the edge of the light, embracing swaddling clothes, and coaxing in a low voice, what was terrifying was that this person was burly and faintly familiar - wasn't it Ma Ming?

I touched a brick from the ground, cautiously approached him, and called tentatively: "Ma Ming? ”

He ignored me, holding the half-wrapped stake in his arms, and the feminine softness of a man's resolute face gave me goosebumps. At that moment, I understood the mood of the family. Seriously, if it weren't for my own children, I would be in the mood to beat this demon to death.

Ma Ming said before that he was spelled on his body, and it was easy to be hooked by dirty things, so I looked at him, but I didn't expect him to fall into the Tao in a blink of an eye, although I didn't know how to wake him up, but I always knew that if this continued, I was afraid that it would damage his yang energy. So he raised the bricks, intending to stun people first.

I saw that he did not move, as if he was immersed in the cause of coaxing the stake, and was about to hold it high, but I didn't expect him to turn his head in an instant and stare at me with an inexplicable look.

I'm scared. Xindao, Manager Ma didn't wake me up early, did he wake up in this state? Because of the closeness, I could clearly hear his whispering voice. It is indeed a woman's strange and soft voice.

I couldn't make up my mind when I pinched the bricks, and at this moment, the crib next to me suddenly shook without wind, my ears were numb, and the ethereal and loud baby cry came into my ears. I was frightened by this, and the bricks in my hand fell on Ma Ming's head. His eyes opened suddenly, and he first covered his head with a scream, I didn't have any strength in this brick, and blood came out of his fingers like a fountain, and I was afraid that he would be killed by me before he was killed by a ghost. Ma Ming blinked, his expression returned to clarity, and when he saw what was in his arms, his face showed obvious disgust, and then he threw the half of the wooden stake out and walked away.

I breathed a sigh of relief that he had finally become normal. But the cry of the baby in the ears was not weak but strong, more and more sharp, the sound pierced the eardrums, and the shaking of the central baby seat became more and more violent, as if something was sitting in it and kicking its feet so loudly that it was almost about to shake itself out.

Ma Ming turned his head and jumped outside, and halfway through the jump, he saw me standing in place and pulled: "Are you stunned and waiting for death?" Run! ”

I didn't run two steps when I suddenly noticed something strange, looked at the doll in my palm, and the head made of straw and hair was intertwined with clear facial features, and smiled at me. I threw it out as if my hands were burned, and I crawled out of the room. Ma Ming had already jumped far away, and suddenly the brakes stopped, I thought he was waiting for me, and my heart was moved, but I didn't expect him to turn around and turn back, rush to the side of the crib and tear off a piece of something. The crib swayed like a pirate ship, and as the thing tore off, I heard a distinct toddler scream.

Ma Ming ran back and blocked the door along a pole, biting his middle finger, and a dazzling dance of dragons and phoenixes took shape, using a wooden board as paper. He grabbed another handful of rice from his backpack, scolded in his mouth, and waved out the rice grains with his hand, and the snow-white rice grains were glued to the door by an inexplicable force, as if they were thrown into a brazier and licked, emitting bursts of black smoke with a strong stench.

We ran for a long time, and the strange sound behind me kept urging, and I was already stumbling, and there was a dizzying pain under the repeated running, but I didn't dare to slow down at all. Finally, there was a faint light in front of me, and I breathed a sigh of relief and threw myself out, but there was no freshness and coolness of the outside world as I imagined. The tip of the nose still lingers in the moldy underground passage.

Sweat ran into my eyes and a salty tingle, and I struggled to look up, only to find myself back in despair. This is the tunnel we came down from the ancestral shrine, the room I just ran out of, and the dark unknown. And Ma Ming disappeared without knowing when. I don't understand, obviously I ran after him, and the tunnel situation is not complicated, how can I lose it?

I looked up and saw the spiral staircase broken in the middle hanging in the air, still shaking off the dust. I estimated the height, and I guessed that I would not be able to climb it. So he tried to leave the tunnel on the other side that he hadn't walked through, but when he turned around, the flashlight swept into a dark shadow that was not obvious. I almost swayed, but after taking two steps, I suddenly came back to the figure standing in the corner that I had thrown in the room.

Didn't Ma Ming lock the door? How did it keep up?

The chill permeated my heart. The puppet suddenly took a step forward and awkwardly stretched out his hand to point in a direction. I glanced back and ran in the opposite direction without hesitation. After running for a short time, the light became dimmer and the shrill and shrill cry of the baby became louder and louder.

It's not right, it was still behind me when I ran over, and it didn't make sense to be in front of me all of a sudden. It was as if the straight tunnel formed a circular circle, and I kept going around in circles.

I turned around and ran in the opposite direction, and the puppet was still standing there, and when he saw me coming out, he pointed me in the right direction. My mind was confused, could it be that this puppet was showing me the way?

To be honest, I didn't believe that such an evil thing could be peaceful, but somehow, I subconsciously turned into the side in the direction it pointed, and I didn't dare to stop while spitting in my heart for the twitching of my brain. The baby's cry behind him suddenly became deafening, and the puppet stopped forward, and the cry suddenly became quieter. The feeling of dizziness in my head was gone.

I don't know how long I ran, but suddenly someone grabbed my arm and pulled it back, and I wanted to run again, but I noticed that my eyes were bright, the cool breeze was blowing, and the bright moonlight shone on me.

This is finally running out, Ma Ming took a paper and hugged the wound on his head, and asked me where I ran. I said I wanted to ask you, and I ran and ran and disappeared.

Ma Ming took out a satin-like thing from his arms, I looked at it carefully, this thing was about the size of a person's back, like silk not like silk, like cloth not like cloth, from the four corners of the extension of complete lines.

"I'm afraid I took this thing, and the dirty thing caught up, and you met a ghost hitting the wall." Ma Ming said. I wondered what it was that attracted so much of it.

Ma Ming said: "If I guess correctly, this is a piece of human skin. ”