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"I'm not afraid!" Abel denied, though he felt a little weak. Ghosts are not as deadly hostile as Wraiths, but they can still do unpredictable things because of their own worldly wishes.

"I'm relieved when you say that. Bert said with a playful smile and pushed Abel by the shoulders and walked into the upper burial chamber.

Haydn took off the torch from the doorway and went inside. The light of the fire was fainter than expected, and there were pitch-black shadows except for the stone walls on either side. The darkness was like a mist, and with the arrival of the torches, it avoided and mercilessly sealed the way of the firelight.

A white marble slab had the name of the owner of the tomb written on it, and the entrance to the tomb was seen by the light of the fire. The text on the stone slab is in fine font, and the corners are engraved in the shape of an old book, but the door of the tomb is unremarkable. The burial chamber is next to another burial chamber, and the stone slabs on which the epitaph is written are also uninterrupted.

Able could see rats dodging the light of the torches, dusty cobwebs dancing up and down with the heat of the flames. The smell of dirt poured into his nostrils, mixed with the smell of flowers for the dead and the smell of decaying corpses (no matter what others said, Abel did feel like a fresh smell). The smell was so low that humans couldn't even notice it, but for Abel it was an irritating smell.

A fork in the road appeared in front of the three of them, and Abel took a deep breath against the taste and thought, it is better not to turn right......

However, Bert, who was in the lead, still led everyone to the right.

"We'd better go back. "Maybe you don't believe it, but there's something at the end of the road." ”

As soon as the two of them heard this, their interest immediately rose.

"You're scared. Bert said with a smile of encouragement.

"Where is the kitten who swore that he was not afraid?" said Haydn.

Abel didn't like people to call him that, especially when it came out of the mouths of these two people, which made the word particularly harsh. He felt as if his mind was being shaken by a dull drum, and the intention of the good words to persuade disappeared at once.

In a fit of rage, Abel turned around and left. Unexpectedly, Bert and Haydn grabbed one of Abel's arms and dragged him away.

"Let go of me!"

"Objection to the rejection. Bert laughed.

"You don't know what's inside!" Abel yelled at them, and they laughed even harder.

At this time, Abel reacted, and the meaning of these two people from beginning to end was to prepare to rectify themselves here. Thinking of this, Abel only felt his body in the air and thrown into a burial chamber. It happened to be the burial chamber at the end of the corridor, and there was something strange about it.

After Abel was thrown in, he got up inside, ready to storm the door. But Bert and Haydn were quicker and locked themselves in the haunted tomb. Abel kicked and punched at the door, and in exchange for only pain, the wooden door did not look like it was going to be opened.

"Hahaha......" Bert laughed from behind the door, "I should be able to teach you what respect is!"

"Give you a chance to apologize to us. Haydn rushed inside and said, "Maybe we'll let you out as soon as we're in a good mood?"

"You ......" Abel was about to scold them, thinking that it would be better for him to apologize respectfully for his current situation, Abel closed his eyes angrily as if this was not coming out of his mouth, "Young Master Bert, Young Master Haydn, I apologize for all the offenses before, please forgive me." ”

After saying that, Abel waited for a response from outside the door, and the people outside were also shocked, and then leaned forward and laughed. Abel was almost out of breath when he heard their ridicule, and the two laughed and laughed at each other, and the breath in their stomachs was finished, and they laughed again after looking at each other. I really don't know how much they expect this sentence to come out of their mouths.

"You're a true minion, aren't you?" said Bert sarcastically, "so quickly groveling." ”

Abel knocked on the stone door, drawing the attention of the two of them, "You must always remember how this minion slapped you in the face during the sword fighting class. ”

After a moment of silence outside the door, Bert said, "Get yourself a comfortable coffin board!

After speaking, the footsteps of the two became farther and farther away.

Able slowly sat down against the wall, unable to see anything in the complete darkness, which made Abel's perceptual talent even sharper. He found two faint ghosts, one on the left and one on the right, on either side of the tomb, and he could probably imagine how their coffins were arranged. So far, there are no signs of activity on either apparition, and it is best to continue this until someone comes looking for him.

So he sat silently in the doorway, trying to push himself into a dream. But Abel always imagined that there were mice or centipedes in the dark, and they were silently coming at him. Able knew that this was impossible, almost everything could be detected by his perceptual talent, but the feeling in his mind always lingered.

Gradually bored and unable to sleep, Able began to talk to himself to the two ghosts.

"What is wrong with those two brothers? Perhaps everyone is used to treating them with respect, so they have the sour smell of orders in their mouths. Don't delay our lessons, don't get in our way, hand me that, because it's someone else's job to shave the crust off their bread. ”

Abel sneezed because of the smell in the air, and said with a disgusted sigh:

"It's underground again. Why is it always underground? I don't like it at all, it's damp, dark and smelly. You two must not like it here, right?"

Speaking of this, Abel felt a lot colder suddenly, and couldn't help curling up.

The candle lamps in the tomb, which had not been used for many years, were lit by supernatural power, and Abel saw three figures glowing with a pale blue light coming out of the coffins on the left and right that had just been illuminated by the candlelight. A man and a woman crawled out of their coffins as if they had gotten up. The man stretched, patted his head and said in old age:

"That's right, this chamber makes me sick and boring. ”

"So what?" said the woman, too, in the old lady's unique shrill voice, "Is it possible that you still want to go to that bastard Howard for a drink?"

"My dear, you are a nobleman, pay attention to your words. ”

"Am I wrong? If you could stay awake for two more days, would you still be in a place like this? ”

"Sharp-voiced old lady, if you can say a few words, maybe I'll still be alive. ”

"Did I let you drink, did I let you play cards all night? The doctor specifically told you not to touch the wine, your liver and your heart are about to be made into flavored snacks by alcohol!"

"Annoying woman, I'll drink if I want to, I'll play cards if I want to, I'll play cards if I want to, I'll look for ***. Which turn gets you to speak. ”

"I suppose she just doesn't want you to hurt yourself like this?" Abel interjected when he saw that the two ghosts were still very sensible.

Both were shocked that someone could see them, and the lady looked at Abel calmly, and the man had floated in front of her eyes and dangled his hand.

"Can you see us?"

"If there was a dangling hand that sometimes went through my head, of course I didn't see it. Abel said in retort.

"Wonderful!" the man excitedly said to Abel, "You push my coffin open, take me away, and at least leave this crazy woman." ”

"He can't push your coffin open, he's still a kid. She said.

"No, no, no, he's old enough. The key is the direction of the force, and it is very easy to master the technique. He said tirelessly.

Ghosts are usually souls bound by worldly desires and unable to find rest. Abel saw that the worldly things that these two people couldn't let go of were each other, and what was revealed in those quarrels was actually true feelings. Sometimes, though, they go too far, affecting people in the neighborhood. However, they could not hear the conversation, only the eerie noise.

In fact, the two apparitions were very amiable people, even more polite than Burt and Haydn.

"Sir, can you help me get out of here?" Abel asked.

"What?" he said, "that's supposed to be the question I asked you." ”

"My husband just likes to joke. She said, "My name is Amanda and he's Leo." ”

"So, little brother, you want to get out of here?" said Leo.

"Of course. Abel said.

"We can make a deal, I'll let you go, and in exchange you'll have to come and relieve us often. Leo said.

Abel didn't look like he was joking, and Amanda was expectant and wanted to get herself to agree. If you think about it, being locked up here for decades or more would make anyone bored, and maybe that's how the ghosts who lost their minds became resentful spirits.

"I can guarantee this ......," Abel smiled, "but you have to do me a small favor and scare Haydn and Bert into peeing their pants." ”

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