After speaking, Ah Le hugged his head and shrank beside his legs, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Jiang Li patted him on the head, carried him out of the church, and then ran in the direction of the secret door, only to see the secret door open widely, and Jiang Qiao's screams kept coming from inside.

The black gas in the secret door was surging, as if there was life, wandering back and forth in the room, but as if it had encountered some kind of confinement, it just couldn't come out of the secret door, and could only keep tumbling up and down.

"Ah~~~" Jiang Qiao's screaming voice continued to come out of the secret door. Jiang Li stepped forward with an arrow.

The room was in shambles, there was no trace of Jiang Qiao, and her voice came from the ceiling. Jiang Li was about to run to check, but suddenly found something at his feet, the thing gurgled and rolled for a while, stopped, and he fixed his eyes on it, it was a human head.

The man's head was swollen and white, but it could still be seen that it was a girl's head, and it was not difficult to see that she should have been a beautiful embryo when she was alive. The most paradoxical thing is that the girl's head has a blood-red five-petaled flower, which blooms extremely brightly, and the red petals seem to drip blood. The roots of the flower tightly wrap around the skull, and it seems that the nutrients of the flower are absorbed from the skull.

There was a broken glass jar next to the skull, and there was some red liquid dripping from it, and there was a pungent smell in the air, which Jiang Li recognized as the smell of formalin. This is supposed to be the bottle with the skull in it.

The whole room was a circular structure, and all the walls were lined with wooden shelves covered with blue flannel, and Jiang Li was standing right in the center of these shelves.

Jiang Li looked at the shelf, his heart sank, he grabbed the flannel with both hands and pulled it down.

On the wooden shelves in that circle were neatly placed at least thirty bottles of glass jars, each jar had a bright red five-petal flower, and the rhizome of the flower went straight into the bottle, and the transparent glass jar could clearly see the heads tightly wrapped by the roots of the flowers, although the sap and the roots were separated, but the faces of those heads could still be clearly seen.

Each one is the face of a beautiful girl, and they have big distracted eyes, as if they are unwilling to look at Jiang Li in the center, as if they want to tell something.

Being stared at by more than thirty pairs of eyes all around, Jiang Li was dizzy for a while, he could feel the overwhelming resentment from the souls of the girls, which made him a little angry, he suddenly understood, where did the evil spirit of this church come from, these girls died tragically at the age of the flower season, and the human head was used to nourish those weird flowers, the resentment was difficult to eliminate, and it accumulated over time in this church to condense, it seems that this is the origin of the black gas.

Jiang Qiao's screaming stopped.

Jiang said that it was not good.

He didn't have time to pay attention to the heads, so he looked around, and there was a staircase in the middle of the cabinet that was large enough for one person to enter and exit, leading to the second floor. He ran up the stairs in three steps and in two.

Sure enough, seeing Jiang Qiao sitting next to a bed, she looked hideous and painful, pinching her neck with both hands, and she had already begun to roll her eyes.

"Hmm... No... She gasped for breath, as if she wanted to struggle desperately, and as if she was going to kill herself. After a while, there was only a part of the air that came out but not the air in.

Jiang Li hurriedly rushed over, desperately trying to break her fingers pinching, but he didn't expect Jiang Qiao's strength to be surprisingly strong at this time, Jiang Li couldn't break her fingers even a little bit with a lot of effort. In desperation, Jiang Li had to pick up Jiang Qiao and leave the secret room first.

As soon as he walked out of the secret room, the force that controlled Jiang Qiao seemed to have decreased a lot, Jiang Li threw Jiang Qiao down suddenly, only to hear an oops, Jiang Qiao came to his senses. I saw a deep red mark on her neck.

"What's wrong with me ... How am I here? Jiang Li? By the way, there's a human skin in that secret room... Jiang Qiao was at a loss for a moment, but soon remembered what had happened before, and immediately sat up, pointing in the direction of the secret room and said.

Jiang Li saw that she was awake and was going to go to the secret room again to see what was going on. Jiang Qiao followed him closely and muttered, "Go to the second floor, the second floor... On the second floor there is... ”

Jiang Qiao's voice became smaller and smaller, and she remembered the scene when she had just walked into the secret room, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of horror in her heart.

It turned out that after she accidentally opened the door just now, although she hesitated again and again, she finally decided to go in first to find out. Although the air in the secret room smelled a little musty, it was normal, just like what Jiang Li had seen, the first thing that caught her eye was a whole circle of wooden shelves covered by blue flannel, and the pounding heartbeat told her that the things behind the flannel were still not good.

She stopped the curious Ah Le and pulled him straight up to the second floor, a small attic with no windows, and the only light was a meter of sunlight from the skylight in the ceiling.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a large European-style white bed, a pink curtain, a gorgeous dressing table that does not match the environment, and a small wardrobe.

At first glance, it was a woman's room.

The large white bed took up two-thirds of the room, and looked more than three meters wide, covered with creamy white sheets. Jiang Qiao pulled Ah Le and walked over slowly, she could feel that her palms were already covered with sweat.

When he was about to approach the curtain, Jiang Qiao heard a voice in his heart saying not to go over, but it was too late. Her hands had opened the curtain, and everything on the big bed jumped into view.

The sheets on the large bed looked like they were made of leather, and although they felt old, the color remained milky white. Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at himself for being too timid, isn't it just some sheepskin.

She walked around to the left side of the bed and dusted the leather with her hands. Suddenly, I found that the leather was made of many small leathers stacked on top of each other, and the material of those small leathers was unusually soft and elastic, as if there was still a little temperature, and the touch was like the feeling of kissing the skin of a lover.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Qiao jumped up in shock, and alarmed Ah Le who was looking at the dresser on the other side, he ran over and picked up a small piece of leather curiously, and suddenly found that the small leather actually had hands and feet.

These are human skins?!

Jiang Li slowly walked up to the second floor, and as soon as he entered the room, he could feel that those girls who died tragically were once the owners of this room, but the strange thing was that the resentment of the tragic death and the anger of the dead did not step into this small attic, and the breath in this room was calm but abnormal.

Jiang Li suddenly understood that this room was the place that these girls feared the most when they were alive. It's a hell that they can't step into even if they turn into ghosts.

Here, what really happened?

"Otherwise, let's call the police." Jiang Qiao followed closely behind him and took out his mobile phone.

"You can't call the police."

The two were startled, and when they looked back, it was their uncle who spoke.