Du Ruo and Zhang Wurong used all their strength to pull Grandpa Zhang out of the secret room, past the corpses, and finally moved Grandpa Zhang to the steps.

The two of them were already tired and began to gasp for air.

After a short rest, he continued to lift his grandfather. No matter how tired you are, you don't want to be in the same room with this group of weird dead corpses.

Grandpa was lying flat and was pulled up by the two juniors step by step. About halfway through, the money bag on Grandpa's body slipped down. It fell under the steps with a thud.

Zhang Wurong's family was poor, and it was not easy to make money, so he subconsciously ran down the steps to pick up the money bag. Just as Zhang Wurong was bending down to pick up the money bag, he saw the fingers of the foreman who was falling to the side move.

Zhang Wurong was frightened, and after looking closely, it seemed that he didn't move again.

"Dwarf winter melon, come and help me, I can't lift it." Du Ruo told Zhang Wurong not to rub in.

Zhang Wurong stood up, patted the ash on the money bag, and was about to follow.

As soon as I was about to lift my foot, I found that my foot was caught by something.

"No... Want... Let's go..."

An eerie voice came from below.

Du Ruo also heard it, and she looked at Zhang Wurong. At this time, Zhang Wurong's face had turned pale. He didn't dare to move, his legs trembling. And at his feet, the foreman, whose face was covered in blood, firmly grabbed Zhang Wurong's ankle. It was about to climb on top of him.

"No... Want... Let's go—" said the foreman again, the voice was different from his usual voice, and it sounded like a ghost in this dark and strange secret room.

"Aaron, let's go!" Du Ruo was anxious.

But unfortunately, Zhang Wurong had lost his soul, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. His eyes were full of pleading, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Du Ruo couldn't, she quickly picked up a seven-star chain crossbow from the ground and quickly shot at the foreman.

"Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang..."

Twelve wind-breaking sounds rang out, followed by twelve arrows sinking into flesh.

The foreman's body was beaten into a sieve like a sieve.

With a few muffled grunts, the foreman fell to the ground and never got up again.

Du Ruo was still in shock. Zhang Wurong, who was finally free of confinement, also gasped and calmed down. He stepped up the stairs again and stroked Du Ruo's back.

"Thank you!"

Du Ruo didn't speak, the dead are gone, but the living will continue to live.

Thinking of this, she lifted Grandpa Zhang's body again, and together with Zhang Wurong, walked out of the secret room step by step.

Du Ruo and Zhang Wurong finally moved Grandpa Zhang to the open space in front of the warehouse. The wound was examined again, but fortunately, the bleeding had stopped. The two tired and sweaty people collapsed on the ground panting, looking at the starry sky, speechless for a while.

Du Ruo felt that his eyelids were fighting.

Zhang Wurong got up and took care of his grandfather again. Xu knew that there were relatives by his side, and his grandfather no longer moaned and let out a steady breathing sound.

At this time, the small black iron box in Grandpa's hand shone faintly in the moonlight, attracting the attention of the two.

Zhang Wurong tried to pull out the small iron box, but this time, Grandpa actually relaxed his clenched hand. It didn't take much effort to pull it out.

Zhang Wurong looked at Du Ruo and asked her what to do.

Du Ruo frowned and didn't speak, she had some ominous premonitions, but she couldn't hold back her curiosity. Coupled with sleepiness, the most weak-willed person is the most weak-willed, and his brain can't move like a pulp.

Zhang Wurong saw that Du Ruo was speechless, so he thought it was tacit. Carefully hold the black iron box in your hand. The intricate patterns on it crawl all over the outer wall of the box, and there is a delicate buckle directly in front of it.

Slowly unfasten the buckle and open the lid.

In an instant, a rich fragrance came. This fragrance is not the fragrance of flowers or wood and stone, in short, it has not been smelled anywhere else. I sniffed it, and for some reason, I tempted people to suck it and want to suck it again. Sweet and bloody, reminiscent of mature flesh and the beauty of red dust.

In the black tin box lies a flower made of black jade. This flower is in full bloom, each filament is clearly carved, and the crystal clear jade shines in the moonlight.

As the strange aroma emanated, it seemed that the air around the flower was fluctuating little by little.

Is it the other side of the flower again?

Du Ruo shook his head, so sleepy!

No! Not only sleepy, but also dizzy! She only felt her blood churning, and she felt that there seemed to be a strange red light in her body rushing straight to her head.

As she struggled to control the "red light", suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her neck from behind. This strength is huge, Du Ruo can't break it!

Du Ruo immediately felt the painful feeling of suffocation, and she hurriedly kicked the people behind her. But the hand on the neck didn't move at all!

Finished! Du Ruo's throat began to spasm violently, and his consciousness had begun to blur.

She could faintly see circles of birds circling in the sky, flapping their wings and screaming as if to see her off. Life is like sand between your fingers, slowly passing with the wind.

Du Ruo thought to himself, it turns out that this is what death feels like......

At the moment of falling, she saw Zhang Wurong's blood-red eyes, like two red stars in the night......

"Bang!"

Zhang Wurong also fell, he seemed to have been knocked down by something, Du Ruo was powerless to think about it, and then finally closed his eyes.

The feeling of powerlessness strikes again.

"Wake up. Wake up. A voice rang out above Du Ruo.

Du Ruo slowly opened his thousand-pound eyelids.

"Where is this?"

Holding himself on the ground with his hands, he stood up. It's more like water than the ground. Transparent, reflecting the light, reflecting Du Ruo on the water, like a mirror. With a slight touch, the circles of water ripples slowly become larger.

"Hey, you almost died!" The voice sounded again, and Du Ruo turned his head suddenly. See another Du Ruo.

"It's you again!" Du Ruo looked at the person who was exactly like himself, as if he was looking in the mirror.

"What? Don't want to see me? But we look the same, and when you see yourself, it's like seeing me. The other Du Ruo raised his hands and staggered to say this, showing the appearance of a girl.

But in fact, Du Ruo is no longer a girl, her soul is in her twenties: "So, what did you appear for?" ”

I saw her tilt her head mischievously, then pursed her mouth, stretched out a finger, pointed at Du Ruo's chest, and answered the question: "You listen to me, you have to protect this body well." Remember! This is my body! If you damage the slightest, I will never let you go! ”

Du Ruo listened to her domineering words and frowned. Never let me go? So if it really hurts somewhere, what will she do with me? Du Ruo didn't know this person who looked the same as her, and he couldn't figure out her routine.