I only now think that the house is big, and it is a real nuisance, as if you can't know what's in it unless you push open another door, maybe there's a bloody person hiding there, maybe it's a skinned black cat, or there's a pair of blood-red eyes peeping at you sleeping soundly.

Wangka tried to take my ice dagger, but I dodged it and said, "If you don't want to die, don't touch this dagger." ”

"Cut, what's the big deal." Spreading his hands disdainfully, Wang Ka picked up the shovel leaning against the corner of the wall and said, "One inch long, one inch strong, you can't beat it for a while, don't come to beg me to save you." ”

We pushed open one dilapidated door after another, and every time we opened the door, there was a creaking sound, like an old lady with lung disease panting, and goosebumps all over our bodies were heard.

Nothing out of the ordinary, most of the rooms were empty and there was nothing.

Finally, I pushed open the room with a lot of clutter, and as soon as I opened the door, a foul smell penetrated into my nostrils, so smelly that I almost didn't stun me, and when I swept the flashlight, I suddenly shouted: "Ah! ”

"What's the ghost called?" The door of the utility room was very narrow, my body completely blocked Wangka's vision, he didn't know what I saw, so he was so anxious to push me away, and looked at the dim light of the flashlight, the fat hand suddenly grabbed my arm, and burst into foul language: "Damn, is this a persimmon tree?" ”

There were some broken wooden boards, dry firewood, and some miscellaneous items in the room, but there were countless dead rats hanging from the dry wood under the lamplight, no less than a hundred, and it was no wonder that it could smell so much.

"Why are there so many dead rats?" Unable to stand it, Van Ka rushed out into the yard, breathing heavily in the cold air and retching a few times.

I frowned, I didn't know what was going on?

I can see the ghost, but if the ghost hides and doesn't let me see it, I can't do anything.

Suddenly, I heard the howling north wind mixed with a faint singing, like weeping, like illusion, like sorrow, like grief, like grief, as if coming from behind the house.

"Fatty, have you ever heard someone sing? Fatty, fatty, what's wrong with you, where are you going? I asked Wangka, but I didn't hear any answer, and when I turned my head, Wangka walked towards the front yard, walking very fast, very urgently, as if he was in a hurry to be reincarnated.

As soon as I chased him, he had already crossed the moon gate in the front yard, and when I walked into the front yard, I saw Wangka running straight towards the dry well in the middle of the yard.

My scalp is blown up, what is this guy going to do?

The speed was fast, and it was in front of Wang Ka in a flash, a round of crescent moon hung in the clouds, and the black clouds moved very fast, I could see clearly, Wang Ka's eyes were dull, and the corners of his mouth were still drooling.

Syllable!

With a hint of cool Yuan Li, I slapped Wang Ka's fat face, I controlled the force, and I still hit Wang Ka and the corners of his mouth bleed.

Wangka, who was in pain, shook his body, as if he had passed an electric current, turned his head and scolded me: "Stinky stone, why are you beating me?" ”

"What's wrong with you?" I asked rhetorically with a cold face.

"I ......" said a word, and Wang Ka looked around and wondered, "Why am I here?" ”

"How do I know that you won't fall for evil, will you?" I looked at Wanka, and the fat man's face was pale.

"Just now, a voice calling for help kept calling me."

"What are you shouting?" My brow furrowed even tighter, a voice?

"The water is so cold, get me out. Yes, that's what I don't think can do when I hear it. Wanka reacted, the voice was indeed very clear, but why was the body uncontrollable?

The water is so cold?

Where is the water here?

Don't......

Wangka and I looked at the well in front of us at the same time, and there was an old wheel above the well, and the flashlight shone down, and the well was like a black hole that swallowed up the light, and it couldn't shine to the end.

Wangka found a half-cut brick next to him and threw it down.

The well was deep, but it didn't make a sound.

"Why is there no water?" Wangka's face turned whiter, and at the same time, after a while, I was afraid that if it wasn't for my slap, I am afraid that he would have been planted in the well.

"Can you tell the age and gender of the owner of the voice?" I remembered the bloody handprints on my face again, that little ghost wouldn't be in this dry well.

"It's a little girl's voice, it's very immature." Wangka also remembered the bloody handprints on my face and guessed a little.

"By the way, did you hear someone singing?" I remembered the singing behind the house and asked to Wanka.

Wanka shook his head, I was even more puzzled, he heard the little girl's cry for help, and I heard the song from behind the house, how could ghosts be treated differently?

"It's cold, Stone, let's go back to the house." Wang Ka clenched his cotton pajamas, the north wind was as cold as a knife, as if he wanted to see blood with a knife, and he couldn't stand the cold with a fat body.

I couldn't stand it either, it had been out for so long, and we didn't find anything but cries for help, singing, and a room full of dead rats.

When I went back to the house, I felt a lot better.

Wangka jumped on the bed, just got into the bed, jumped out again, and shouted, "Damn, how can there be water?" ”

I smiled wickedly, "You don't know how to wet the bed, do you?" ”

In addition to joking, I also had a doubt, when I went out to look for Wangka, I reached into Wangka's quilt with my hand and touched it, but there was no trace of water.

That's right, I'm not dreaming, that's for sure.

Wang Ka tore off the quilt, dumbfounded, and stammered: "Yes...... Is it blood? ”

It was indeed a puddle of blood, still fresh, as if it had just flowed out of the body.

How so?

I'm also confused, while we went out to find out what was wrong with the old house, did something take the opportunity to come?

No, it was as if something was rolling out of the quilt and all the way to the corner.

I swept my flashlight over it, and my hair stood on end, and it was a bloody head.

Wangka also saw it, jumped out of bed, grabbed the shovel leaning against the door, looked around nervously, and asked, "Quick, hurry up and light the candle." ”

Because of frequent power outages, Su Sanqiao sent a bag of candles, which was on the cabinet.

I took a flashlight, shone back and forth, and yelled at Wangka, "What are you still doing in a daze, go and order." ”

Wangka also reacted, the flashlight was in my hand, there must be something to guard against, he ran over, took out a white candle, the lighter was dialed several times, but it couldn't be hit, his hand was shaking, almost didn't break the candle, what a waste, I glared at him with disdain, and took out my own lighter. Candles were lit.

The dim candle flame dispelled the darkness in the room at once.

That's right, it was a staring woman's head, I didn't recognize, looking at her age, about thirty years old, with short hair and a red mole on her eyebrows.

"I see, someone killed someone, and then threw the body in our house, go, and go to find Uncle Fu." I didn't let Wang Ka stay in the old mansion, and Wang Ka didn't have the courage to stay here, so I went to find Su Jiafu together.

I looked at my watch, it was 3:15, it was still some time before dawn, and I was worried that something else would happen.