Without saying a word, Kong Xian raised his hand to extinguish the candle in my hand, and then pulled me to squat in the corner. The whole person was like a great enemy, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

I didn't dare to come out when I looked at the scene in front of me, and obediently held Kong Xian's arm and shrunk in the corner, staring at the direction of the entrance in the dark.

The vibration was like a programme, and it didn't stop at the beginning, and there was no rhythm of inhibitions, and I almost felt like I was suffering from tinnitus.

It seemed as if it had been a long time before the movement had gradually subsided, and the silence around had returned to death. I looked down and turned on the luminous function of my watch, and this time, as before, it had only been nearly half an hour.

"Oh my God, what the hell is up there, I have a good sense of time. It tossed us for half an hour before, and now it's just that time. How? Does he want to charge it every half an hour? I muttered something for some reason, and then asked Kong Xian: "You suddenly pulled me down, did you see that thing on it?" Any idea what it is? ”

"I only saw a pair of shoes...... "His voice was also a little puzzled, and he replied in my ear, "It's that kind of handmade cloth shoes, very old, very old." It hangs from the beam above your head, moving all the way to your place. Didn't you hear the sound? That's the sound of the owner of the shoe rubbing against the beams of the house when he moves. ”

I was scared for a while when he said this, and the soles of my feet were cold. In this way, it is really thanks to Kong Xian's quick reaction, otherwise I would have to be the seventh corpse hanging on the wall.

If you want to talk about corpses, forget it, even if you give a happy death. The point is, the dead one is also too miserable, and the few people on the wall are like chicken wings wrapped in rice, which is really uncomfortable to watch.

However, although I was frightened a little just now, it was also a little frightening, and now that it is quiet, my attention begins to return to my current environment. It was at this time that I realized that the strange feeling came back to me before we climbed up.

I felt a little worried, so I reached out and pulled Kong Xian's clothes, and asked him softly in the dark, "There won't be anything down here, right?" I always had a feeling of uneasiness and weirdness, and I didn't know why. I didn't feel it before, but after you climbed up, I looked back down here, and this feeling came out. ”

Kong Xian: "Huh? After a moment's silence, he hesitated and said, "It won't be...... Wang Shuyang didn't send it away, right? ”

I shuddered when I heard this, and quickly told him to shut up. I don't know if he meant it, or if he deliberately scared me. However, after listening to him, my whole scalp exploded, and I didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Afraid of what?" Kong Xian stretched out his hand and hugged me in his arms, and teased: "Wang Shuyang likes you very much, she doesn't come to me when I pull the soul curtain, but I just fall in love with you outside the gap, why do you want to reject people thousands of miles away?" ”

I felt that he was a little bit standing and talking without backache, so I silently glanced at him in the dark, and scolded: "You'd better pay attention to what you say, be careful that Wang Shuyang will take you away later." With the friendship between the two of us, Wang Shuyang wants to kill you, and I promise to go up and help stab you. ”

He chuckled and said, "Murder of your own husband? You can't be someone out there, are you? ”

"Husband?" I smiled speechlessly and said, "My husband is still queuing at the bridge, you don't take advantage of me." ”

I didn't bother to fight with him anymore, so I "hissed" and asked Kong Xian: "You say...... Is the owner of the shoes a human or a ghost? ”

Kong Xian seemed to think my question was funny, and replied without thinking: "Naturally, it is human. ”

Me: "Oh? sighed and asked, "Brother, where did you get your confidence?" ”

I really can't understand how he could come up with such a positive answer. After all, he had just summoned the soul, and I did feel the existence of another woman, that is, Wang Shuyang, whom we guessed. Doesn't that prove that there are ghosts in the world?

Seeing that I was skeptical, he sneered and said, "Although we did experience Wang Shuyang's incident today. However, I have always been convinced that ghosts do not kill. It is no exaggeration to say that if ghosts can kill people at will, there will be no living people in this world. Do you know how many people in this world have died unjustly and were killed? Well, even if you don't know, do you know how much resentment people have? ”

I have to say that what he said is really reasonable.

People's resentment can be said to be endless, and a person can give up his life in order to fight for a breath, let alone a ghost. If all murderers were to become demons and possess spirits more powerful than humans, the world would become their slaughterhouse. They will surely kill to satisfy their evil thoughts.

"So, you're saying that the existence of ghosts is limited to Wang Shuyang?" I asked.

He nodded and said, "If Wang Shuyang's matter is really investigated, I'm afraid it can be explained, after all, I didn't see her at the time, which proves that she has no entity at all." Coupled with the fact that she didn't talk to you, but told about her guilt towards Wang Qing, it is very likely that she has no thinking at all. In this way, it is possible that what you are experiencing is related to brain waves, that is, the situation you are experiencing is like an image on TV, which is stored through some medium, and my method is to turn on electricity, and your brain waves are like antennas that receive everything. ”

"You." I sighed: "It's really hard for me to believe it or not." ”

He laughed, but changed his words and said, "But...... There are no absolutes in everything, isn't there a saying that it is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not? If you really touch a ghost one day, don't be stupid and be strangled to death. ”

I was speechless by his sentence and sentence, and I simply didn't bother to continue to talk to him, anyway, whatever he said made sense.

"So what now? Waiting to die? I asked him with my hands outstretched.

Kong Xian simply lay down on the ground, yawned and said in a comfortable tone: "Wait for what to die, I'll sleep for a while, something will call me." ”

"Hey!" I was so angry that I couldn't laugh or cry, and I really wanted to open his skull with a knife and see what was going on in his head.

But he said that he would sleep and soon his breathing would be even, and I was reluctant to bother again. Because I know that he is different from me, I have a big heart, and I can fall asleep no matter what. And since Kong Xian chose to sleep at the current time, it proves that he knows in his heart that he can rest very little, and every rare gap must be used to sleep and recharge, so he has also developed the habit of sleeping in seconds.

I sighed and resigned myself to my fate, reached out and took the lighter out of Kong Xian's pants pocket, and lit the candle so that I could see my surroundings clearly.

As soon as the light turned on, the first thing that caught my eye was the black cloth curtains, which looked like the auditorium of a funeral. I glanced at it twice, and felt that it was really disturbing, so I went to the sink and pulled the thread on it, trying to put it away.

But after a few pulls, this thing is just like a fixed one, it doesn't move at all, and I don't know if it's stuck somewhere. However, the fact that the curtain does not move does not mean that the bell does not move, and these few times it shakes, and the good guys jingle like Christmas.

Kong Xianying was woken up, closed his eyes and said in a daze: "It's not as high-tech as you think, the curtain can only be pulled by hand." ”

I let out an embarrassed sigh, and quickly pulled the curtain to the position against the wall with my hand as fast as possible, so as not to affect Kong Xian's rest again.

As soon as the curtain is closed, the light is much brighter, and the whole space can be seen at a glance. There are two cabinets, three small cabinets, and a table. And then there are some books and little things like pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

I walked over to a cabinet and flipped through the books to see if there was any record of the Ten Thousand Horses. However, after flipping through for a long time, what I saw were basically medical books.

These medical books are not in print, they are all handwritten stroke by stroke. Wang Qing's handwriting is different from that of many doctors today, and his handwriting is rigorous and square. To explain it in words, Wang Qing himself must be a serious and careful person.

If the medical books in the upper room are popular medical books that can be seen everywhere, then the hidden ones below must be the essence of Wang Qing's out-of-print for so many years.

It's a pity that I don't have any talent, and I can't see why, otherwise, I must take this room of medical books out and rely on it to open a medical hall.

"Huh?"

I was aimlessly flipping through a black-skinned notebook, and the front of me was full of medicine names and prescriptions for a long time, but on the last page, I saw a strange sentence, saying: Don't think about immortality, people can't. Only demons can get this fruit. If it is a demon, how can it be called immortality?

This seems simple and easy to understand, doesn't it mean that it is impossible for people to go against the sky and gain immortality, only demons can, but if people become demons, how can they still be called immortal?

However, I still don't understand, why Wang Qing, a doctor, wrote this sentence in his notebook? Although he can't make people immortal, what he does is also try to make a person live longer.

After pondering for a while, I threw the book next to Kong Xian. Anyway, I couldn't guess what Wang Qing was thinking, so I had to wait for Kong Xian to wake up and let him ponder as well.

I flipped through a few more books, and I didn't see anything that really worked for me.

However, I suddenly found that I couldn't stop at all, and once I stopped, I felt that the eerie atmosphere was very uncomfortable, so I had to keep turning books and reading books to completely distract my attention.

I struggled with myself for a while, and when I raised my hand to look at my watch, it was already close to half past three in the morning, and the half an hour I had squinted at all was useless. I don't care about the weird atmosphere now, and my upper and lower eyelids are like fighting, constantly bumping. I can't wait to fall asleep when I stand up, and my face goes straight to the book in my hand.

Several times, my legs were weak, and I almost lay on the ground......