Soon, Ye Junchen found that the flow he saw just now was not water, but like earthworms, thin and long, wriggling around the edge of the bed, making people shudder.

He couldn't help but think of the black tentacles that had attacked Nian Nian just now, and the mournful scream of the woman in the inn.

Beds eat people.

Eleven looked at the black qi of the wooden bed trapped in the middle, and wanted to attack Nan Ling, but there was no way to do it.

As she expected, this bed seems to be a hundred years of resentment, but in fact, the resentment is less than a hundred years, although such a trick can control about half an hour, it is more than enough time to save Nan Ling.

Because the black qi was trapped, the human figures exuding black qi in front of Nan Ling's eyes disappeared one after another, and finally only an empty room remained.

"Are you still there?" The corners of Nan Ling's mouth couldn't help twitching twice, and he asked in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, you'll see us soon." Eleven said softly, "Take my words and don't move whatever happens." ”

Nan Ling clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.

She felt a cold hand slowly covering her eyes, so frightened that her two hands tightly held on to the bedpost, not daring to let go at all.

Eleven reached out to cover Nan Ling's eyes, and the other hand gently touched her chest, slowly closing her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, a faint purple light faded from her eyes and disappeared into the dark eyes.

At this time, there was no one in the house in front of her, she had already entered Nan Ling's consciousness, and saw through her eyes where she was at this time.

The sun was shining outside the window, but the room was extremely cold, there was no strange smell, only a faint fragrance, this smell was very familiar, it seemed to have been smelled somewhere.

Eleven walked slowly to the bed, the whole bed emitted a white light, the light was irregular, it should be caused by the sunlight on the knife's body.

Because of this, she can see more clearly.

The whole bed is made of the interweaving of tree roots, which are not dead things, like snakes, constantly writhing, you can imagine what a disgusting picture of the bed board covered by the futon.

Eleven reached out to cover her chest and pressed hard, the wound on her chest cracked open again, and bright red blood soaked her palm, using the blood to draw a blood spell on the bed, and the screams of the yin spirit filled the room.

She subconsciously glanced at Nan Ling, the other party clenched the bedpost with both hands, her whole body trembled slightly, and she forcibly endured the fear in her heart, which made Eleven a little surprised.

Not to mention a woman, even a man will be frightened when he encounters such a thing, if she lets go of her hand, or returns to the bed, her divine consciousness will be trapped in this place, and she will never see Ah Ye again.

Thinking of this, she was a little afraid.

The blood curse quickly soaked into the wooden bed, to be accurate and absorbed by the roots, and soon, the bedding on the bed was suddenly torn and shattered by something, scattered all around, and the bed board hidden under the bedding was exposed to Eleven.

At the same time, everyone in the room couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when they saw the quilt torn by something invisible.

Seeing this scene in front of them, even those who don't believe in gods and Buddhas have to believe it, and they can't explain everything they see in front of them.

Ye Junchen looked at Eleven worriedly, she was still standing in front of Nan Ling, reaching out to cover Nan Ling's eyes, and she didn't react at all to what had just happened.

For some reason, he felt that the little woman was no longer in the room, and that all he had left was a shell.