The window was shaking, and there was a tendency to push it open, Su Qingmei was afraid and anxious, and he couldn't get out of it for a while. You can't stay in this place all the time! Just when she was struggling to do anything, she saw a black bubble bubbling up in the middle of the kitchen.

Dazzled! Su Qingmei shook his head vigorously, unable to rub his eyes with his free hand. Just stared at the ground without blinking, a black bubble emerged, and after the black bubble, a hand "snapped" and stretched out from under the ground quite startlingly.

Su Qingmei's legs trembled, this is definitely not fake, not an illusion, not a dazzle, but a real sight. She was so frightened that she instinctively threw away her hand against the window and tried to run out of the kitchen as fast as she could.

Just as she let go of her hand and wanted to run away, the window slammed loudly, and a huge ghost claw reached out of the window and grabbed her, taking her alive.

At the same time, Ji Zimo and Ji Shanshan went back to the old house.

Ji Zimo shouted: "Qingmei, are you there?" He held on to the stairs and was about to go up, when Ji Shanshan glanced at the open kitchen door, and couldn't help covering her mouth and pointing to the door in surprise. The former froze, and cautiously approached the kitchen door. He didn't believe that something would happen to Su Qingmei because she had a tortoiseshell bracelet on her.

The kitchen window was wide open, there was no one, but there was a shoe worn by Su Qingmei on the ground, what does all this mean?

Ji Zimo turned around, and Ji Shanshan whispered: "Something happened, she was arrested." ”

"Nonsense." Ji Zimo ignored Ji Shanshan's fuss and went straight to the guest room. The door to the guest room was also open, and the room was empty, and his gaze fell on the pillow.

The tortoiseshell bracelet was quiet on the pillow, and he walked over and picked it up with a heavy heart. But to his surprise, the tortoiseshell bracelet cracked a slit.

"Clear eyebrows, clear eyebrows." Ji Zimo shouted, and the echo of the cry buzzed in the room.

Su Qingmei had an accident again, and Ji Zimo was full of regret, and he really took care of one thing and the other. He saved his sister, but lost the woman he loved the most. He's going to find her back, even if it's a ghost den.

The sky is always gloomy and there is no light to see, Ji Zimo saw that the time had already reached dawn, but the old mansion was not like dawn but more like hell.

This place is yin, plus the ghost moon is yin, and his birth date is also yin.

All the has come together, Kang Min's life and death are unknown, and Su Qingmei is now in trouble again.

Is God punishing me? Or did the cursed killing really begin! Ji Zimo looked up at the sky, it was still dark and dreary, and he asked Ji Shanshan to give him a thick rope.

"Don't, brother, sister-in-law may still be waiting for you to save me, don't you kill yourself?"

Listening to Ji Shanshan's words, Ji Zimo couldn't cry or laugh. "Oh, I'm still in the mood to commit suicide at this time? Good sister, I have to hurry up and save your sister-in-law, hurry up. ”

Ji Shanshan smiled bitterly, "Oh." "Promised to run and get the rope.

Ji Zimo brought the rope, and remembered that there was still the rune paper he drew in the car, and suddenly remembered the peach wood sword and the gossip mirror, and it was useless to think about it, those things seemed to have been taken away by Kang Min's dead girl. In desperation, he had no choice but to tie the rope that Ji Shanshan had brought to a big tree far away from the woods, and then walked towards the dark woods.

Ji Shanshan was stunned, not knowing whether to go with her brother or stay in the old mansion and wait for death.

Fortunately, Ji Zimo walked a few steps, suddenly thought of Shanshan, and turned around and pasted the stack of rune papers in his hand on her one by one, leaving no gaps, and said in his heart: Shanshan, I must wait for my brother to come back. He comforted him: "It's okay, some of these rune papers were left by the master, and some of them were drawn by me, you will definitely be fine." ”

Ji Shanshan was terrified, and her confused eyes stared at the rune paper on her body. I don't know which one was drawn by my brother, rune paper can drive away evil spirits, she knows this, it seems that when she was very young, the Taoist who took away her brother did something to cast a spell on her. At that time, I saw that the house was plastered with this kind of rune paper everywhere.

If there is really a brother drawn by his brother in these runes, he is afraid when he thinks about it, in Ji Shanshan's memory, his brother doesn't know anything, even if he goes to pick up a leather ball, he will be scared and faint, and he can't wake up for a long time, he is timid and afraid, but after graduating from college, he chose to put on makeup for the dead.

Can such a half-hanger, the runic paper drawn play a role in driving away evil spirits? Ji Shanshan stared at these rune papers pasted on her body like a fool, trying to find the ones drawn by her brother, but she could see that each one was exactly the same, and she really couldn't distinguish them for a while.

Ji Zimo settled Ji Shanshan, and strode towards the woods.

It was foggy, and everything around it became hazy and unclear. As if in a dream, Ji Zimo walked and heard shouts, and the sound came from the woods.

"Zimo, Zimo, Zimo." This feeling made Ji Zimo feel confused and familiar, he pondered and meditated, and finally remembered a dream he once had.

I heard a shout in the dream, and then saw the lintel of the Ji family's old house, a woman wearing a red cheongsam, and a lantern hanging at the door. Ji Zimo was checking everything that happened in the dream and reality, and finally the surroundings were dark, and he fell into darkness like a whole person falling into a bottomless abyss.

From the other side of the criss-crossed branches, a hint of dark red light seeped in. Ji Zimo suspected that it was a ghost trick to deceive people, he must be attentive, silently reciting the scriptures in one of Master's books in his heart, and was engrossed in looking for Su Qingmei.

The dark red color is getting brighter and brighter, and you can even see the outline of the dark red.

Ji Zimo couldn't help but look at it, the dark red was not a lantern, but a light that seeped out of a cave. The light had a demagogic power, luring him uncontrollably closer to the past. There was no one at the entrance of the cave, and he tiptoed towards the entrance.

Unfortunately, the length of the rope is limited, and you can't go any further when you reach the entrance of the cave.

Ji Zimo stumbled twice and was still at the entrance of the cave. I was in a hurry, pulled the rope three or two times, and walked towards the entrance of the cave with a straight pen.

From the outside, the entrance to the cave is overgrown with weeds, especially in July and August, when the ants on the ground crawl in bunches. There is a strange tree in the woods that blooms in the spring, never bears fruit, and in July and August it sheds flower seeds, which are sweet to attract ants.

This is the least suitable time to go into the woods, as the ground is full of flower-eating ants.

Ji Zimo felt that something was crawling on his trouser leg, but he couldn't care so much, he was a living person. The seed-eating ant crawled and went down. Only dead people, flower-eating ants eat meat, and this flower-eating ant-eating ant prefers to eat carrion.

From birds to animal carcasses.

The deaths of the four boyfriends that Ji Shanshan talked about are very likely to be related to flower-eating ants. The stench of corpses spread throughout the woods, and swarms of flower-eating ants crawled in, densely packed, black, and overwhelming, and it would not be long before the corpse of an adult was hollowed out and a pair of dry bones remained.

Ji Zimo used a stick to catch an ant to play with when he was a child. He found that this kind of ant is different from ordinary ants, other ants have short black antennae, while the flower-eating ant has long antennae that change color with the surrounding environment.

It's kind of like a chameleon, using the environment to protect itself. This is not the case with flower-eating ants, they have antennae that change according to their mood.

Ji Zimo is not an entomologist and is not very clear about the situation of insects. It was also a childhood fun, he focused on watching the ants, followed the ants, and found that the ants' nests were in the underground level. He remembered that a string of ants was behind the base of the old house, and when he followed it, the ants burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

After that, he left the old house, and when he grew up, he always felt that he was a miser since his grandfather. No matter how many treasures there are in the old house, no matter how good it is, it is not as good as the big city. The old house is too far away, deserted, and lonely, just like an old man who is struggling under the wind and rain, staggering, and struggling, and may tilt and collapse anytime and anywhere.

In fact, the old mansion is intact and stands on its original foundation. Far from aging, it seems to be getting stronger.

Ji Zimo has a strange guess that the old mansion exists by sucking a certain kind of thing, as long as this kind of thing is destroyed, then the old mansion will no longer be strong, but will lose its energy source, and then it will tilt and collapse, and it will never exist.

In his thoughts, he faintly felt that something bit him his right calf, and he couldn't help but stop, and lifted his trouser leg in the dark red light at the entrance of the cave to see, good guy, a flower-eating ant with dark brown antennae the size of a grain of rice was climbing the peak.

Ji Zimo stretched out his fingers, grabbed them effortlessly, and strangled them on the stone wall.

There was another murmuring cry in his ears: "Zi Mo come quickly." Ji Zimo came back to his senses and walked away looking for a shout. The cave was deep and meandered, echoing of his footsteps and the faint sound of rustling in his ears.

Ji Zimo looked up slowly, startled him instinctively. Above his head, on the walls of the cave, there were densely crawling with flower-eating ants, and the sound of rustling was made by them.

He once gave ants a name: the Soul Eater.

So many Soul Eaters are crawling towards the depths of the cave. They were now not a bunch, but they were overwhelming, covering the entire cave wall, and the illusion was that there was a brown moss-colored moving hood on the cave wall.

Ji Zimo was stunned, looking at his feet vigilantly, frightened, and didn't know what to do. Just below him, swarms of Eater Ants were crawling towards the burrow. The Soul Eater treats him as a living link, crawling over his leather shoes and risking his life without fear of death.

Strangled one and the other, instead of being devoured by the Soul Eater Ants, it was better to speed up the pace and lead the way to the depths of the cave.

Ji Zimo ran wildly, his big feet trampling on the bodies of the Soul Eater ants, and they were crushed before they could struggle. The Soul Eaters on his body began to fall, and they were afraid of the living, especially the hot-blooded and energetic ones.

The weakness of the Soul Eaters, they can't stand the temperature on his body.

Running like this, the body is much more comfortable, and the head and body are steaming. His thermal energy spread, and the soul eaters on top of his head and close to him on the sides all dodged, automatically giving way to a clean path that belonged to him.

The dark red light became intense, and Ji Zimo had a premonition that he was about to face unimaginable situations and dangers, and his most beloved Su Qingmei was also here.

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