I felt more and more that this place was too weird, and thinking of this, I subconsciously wrapped my collar and raised my legs towards the courtyard wall.

People, you can't get along with yourself at any time, after all, life is the most important thing.

Thinking about it, I shook my head a little helplessly.

However, just as I was about to leave, there was a low cry for help from the iron gate behind me: "Help, save me..."

At first, I didn't really hear the sound, I thought I was hallucinating.

But after a while, the voice of the cry for help turned out to be a little louder: "Hurry, come on..."

The sound was now starting to sound real, and I quickly pricked up my ears and listened carefully to the movements around me, lest I accidentally miss something.

I listened carefully for a few more moments, and finally I was sure that the sound was coming from the workshop......

But how can the sound come out through such a thick door?

And at a glance, this door knows that no one has opened it for a long time, and how did the people inside get in? Why is he crying for help inside?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that things are a little strange, is it really a ghost? Have they changed their strategy?

But this is not right, it is impossible for ordinary ghosts, there is the courage to approach me, if it is those powerful ghosts, what is the purpose of their approaching me? Is it Wang Xuan?

The one who came to me last night, I can be sure that she is a woman, so it should have nothing to do with Wang Xuan.

Just as I was muttering, a low scream came from within.

The screams sounded heartbreaking, and it seemed that the man must have suffered terribly.

At this time, if I really leave like this, I really feel like I can't be saved.

And I am confident that I can retreat with my whole body, only the heavenly relics and the Li family's magic gate are there, and I believe that ordinary ghosts can't help me.

Thinking of this, I picked up the key from the ground again, and finally I decided to open the door and go in to have a look!

The lock looked like no one had opened it in a long time, so even after inserting the key, the rusty lock didn't open it immediately.

I kept turning the key, and just when I thought I was about to turn the key, I finally heard a "click" sound, and a faint touch came from the iron cable.

Looking at the iron lock that had been opened, I breathed a sigh of relief and finally pulled the iron lock off from it.

But when I pulled the door, I found that the iron door could not be opened at all...

After a closer look, I realized that since no one had opened the door for more than ten years, the pulleys on the door seemed to have been rusted to death.

So it took me a lot of effort, and it took me five minutes to push out a gap that a person could get in sideways.

But when the door opened, there was a fishy smell coming from inside.

There was also a smell of blood mixed with the smell, and the moment the door opened, I heard a heart-rending scream.

The sound sounded like the roar of a wild beast, like the last struggle of a man before he died.

Now I can conclude that it is definitely not a ghost that can make this sound, so I didn't dare to delay for a moment, and directly took out a flashlight from my backpack and shone it inside.

Maybe I haven't seen it for a long time, the sun and the air are a little humid, and the workshop floor in front of me is covered with white hairs, but among these white hairs, there is a vacant place that looks like a person's footprints.

When I was sure that it was a person's footprint, my back suddenly cooled.

Because this footprint appears to be walking barefoot without shoes, but there are no toes on the footprint......

What is this place? When walking, people don't have toes.

Looking at the footprints on the ground, I felt as if I could see a limping figure walking towards me in the darkness, and it was a really bad feeling.

However, just as I stood there and hesitated, the heart-wrenching screams from inside were heard again.

At this time, it is still important to save people, so I took a flashlight, held my breath, and walked inside.

Along the way, I looked at the surrounding environment, and it looked like an ordinary workshop, and the equipment in the workshop had already been corroded and did not look good.

From time to time, a few rats the size of feet popped out of the corner, and they didn't seem to be afraid of people, and when they saw me, they looked at me twice, and still lay still.

The white hairs on the ground were very slippery, and on a few occasions I almost slipped and fell to the ground, and I had to pay attention to the steps under my feet.

It seemed treacherous, but fortunately there were no incidents, but I always felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at me, and each time they slid past me, so fast that I couldn't find them.

As the screams got closer, I knew I was not far from the truth.

Walking through a dark corridor, I came to another workshop, this one was slightly different from the others, and there was a large case in the middle, on which seemed to lie a black thing, and the scream came from his mouth.

Fools in this kind of scene can understand what the reason is, and the person lying in that place must be a person, thinking of this, I quickly ran up.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked over, I found that there was indeed a person lying on the case, this person looked like a middle-aged man, his clothes had all been cut with a knife, and his whole body had become a blur of flesh and blood.

What shocked me even more was that this man's fingers and toes seemed to have been cut off.

After seeing me coming, his originally dull eyes suddenly regained a trace of brilliance, but when the man opened his mouth, he did not make any sound, but spat out a large mouthful of blood, mixed with half of his tongue in reality.

That scene......

But listening to the voice coming from his mouth, I can conclude that the voice that shouted for help just now must have come from the man in front of me.

That is to say, this man still had a tongue just now, and in just a short time, who cut off the tongue?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder again.

No wonder this man let out a heart-rending scream, how much hatred this is, he actually cut off all the fingers and toes of this man.

"Hey, you're finally here..."

Just when I was stunned, a ghostly voice came out of the darkness, and this voice sounded so familiar.

I thought about it, and only then did I distinguish the same voice I had met in my dream the night before. It turns out that she really exists!