Ji Zimo and Ji Shanshan's shouts resounded in the vast night sky, one long and one short, orderly, like a country child losing his soul, they were shouting for the child's soul. The flashlight didn't do much at this time, and they could see a dark brown mist rolling in the refracted light.

The aerosol acts as a natural barrier separating them from the outside world.

No one knows what will happen next, and no one can see the changes around them. They walked through the empty wasteland, and as they walked, the ground became potholed and uneven, and before they knew it, they had walked into the woods.

There are dead trees, strange rocks, caves left by people long ago, and by the way, caves. Which caves Ji Zimo went to when he was a child, the caves were different, gloomy, damp, and smelled of mold.

Whining......

The sound of the valley wind sounded again, like a woman's mournful cry and whimper. Perhaps, it was originally the cry of an unjust soul, woo~ The voice is poignant, like crying.

"Brother, I think she's crying." In the silence, Ji Shanshan suddenly came out of nowhere with such a sentence, which shocked Ji Zimo's heart.

"Who, who's crying?"

"Water lotus."

"Water lotus? No. Ji Zimo shook his flashlight, continued to walk forward, and reminded Ji Shanshan: "You shout, maybe Xu Wenliang got lost and walked into this wood." ”

"Xu Wenliang." Ji Shanshan shouted again.

There was a whining sound over there, so frightened that she didn't dare to continue shouting, she shrunk her head and said to Ji Zimo, "Let's go back!" ”

"Tell you, it's the sound of the wind, that's what you told me, don't think about it. Since you're afraid, let's get out of here and stop staying in this place, okay? ”

Ji Shanshan didn't pay attention at all, and when she heard Ji Zimo say, she hurriedly nodded and said, "Brother, I, I listen to you." ”

"Well, let's talk about it, let's find Xu Wenliang and we'll leave the old mansion." Ji Zimo wanted to protect his sister very much, so in order to stop her cranky, he proposed to go to the place where the whining sound came from to see if there was something funny.

There was a crisp sound, which made Ji Shanshan scream, and she was as flexible as a monkey that pounced on Ji Zimo at once, and climbed him up as a tree pole, stunned.

"Don't do that, what do you step on?" Ji Zimo shook his flashlight to shine on the place where the sound came from, and sure enough, it was a dead branch the thickness of an arm.

Ji Shanshan got off Ji Zimo embarrassedly, "Brother, I'm afraid." When she came down, she threw herself into his arms again, and began to cry. It seems that he wants to cry out the loneliness, loneliness, and coldness he has endured for many years.

Ji Zimo sighed and said in a low voice: "Brother knows that it is not easy for you, aren't our parents accompanying you?" What is there to be afraid of. He said this, but his heart was beating a drum, was what he had seen in the basement really a hallucination?

"Brother, I'm sorry for you, he really drugged the meal last night." Ji Shanshan threw herself into his arms and sobbed and said.

I'll go! "If that's the case, then Su Qingmei has a nightmare, what I saw just now is all related to drugs?"

"Well, it has something to do with it." Ji Shanshan stroked a handful of hair behind her ears, and her face was so crying that she wore makeup, red and white.

Ji Zimo was surprised that she had something to do with it.

Next, from Ji Shanshan's intermittent narration, I learned that Xu Wenliang was studying medicine, but due to conditions, he has not reached the identity and status he needs. Later, when I saw the recruitment brochure posted by Ji Shanshan in the newspaper, I came to her.

"You don't seem to have more than Xu Wenliang's boyfriend, right?" Ji Zimo has always paid attention to her sister's affairs, but she refuses to accept his care, and has always chosen to escape, go her own way, be free, on the surface, she looks more beautiful than anyone else, but in fact, she is more lonely than anyone else, and only Ji Zimo knows this best.

When Ji Shanshan saw her brother asking about other things, she said, "It's all over, it's not worth mentioning." As he spoke, he distanced himself from him, and walked towards the valley with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Woo woo~ At first glance, it doesn't sound like it's coming from the valley, but it looks like it's coming from - Ji Zimo turned around to find the source of the sound, how did it feel like it was coming from the back window of the kitchen of the old mansion? Clear eyebrows! Thinking that Su Qingmei was alone in the old mansion, he suddenly came to his senses, and he ran away without caring about Ji Shanshan.

didn't run a few steps, and Ji Shanshan's screams were heard.

Ji Zimo was stunned, and hurriedly turned around to find Ji Shanshan.

"Shanshan, where are you?" Ji Zimo shook his flashlight and shouted loudly.

Ji Shanshan looked up in pain at the black thing hanging from the dead branches, on her head and on her face. Blood was dripping from the black object, and she muttered dreamily, "Kill, kill." ”

This is the scene that Ji Zimo sensed. He sensed it from his sister Shanshan, her face was covered with blood, the blood was not hers, it was Xu Wenliang's.

Looking at Xu Wenliang again, I don't know what was disemboweled, a bloody intestine hung from his open belly to the ground, just now Ji Shanshan was tripped by his intestines and blood dripped on her face.

"Oh~ahh Ji Shanshan cried frantically, her fingernails dug deep into the soil, Ji Zimo hugged her, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Whining...... The strange voice was full of provocation, flickering far and near, drifting into Ji Zimo and Ji Shanshan's eardrums with the wind.

Ji Shanshan suddenly looked nervous, looked at the place where the voice came from in fear, and then said nervously to Ji Zimo: "Brother, she is here, she is here to take revenge." Brother, we can't escape. ”

"Who is she, don't be afraid, there is a brother." Ji Zimo helped Ji Shanshan up and ran towards the old mansion.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and he couldn't see clearly from a foot away, Ji Zimo hugged his sister and lost his way. Just listening to the whining sound coming from the mist, like a soul-inducing horn, makes people shudder.

Ji Zimo felt that there must be something wrong with the old mansion.

Not only now, but when he stepped into the old mansion, he felt it. It's just that he had a plan to take his sister away after the worship, so he didn't make a decision for a long time. Now the two of them were almost lost in the thick mist, and when they looked around, they were all bare dead branches, and the dead branches shrouded in the fog were like a lonely soul with a wanton wandering.

"Brother, she's really here." Ji Shanshan kept lifting water lotus. As far as Ji Zimo knew, Shui Lian did not escape, but died on the road to the outside world. Her corpse was crawling with all kinds of snakes, and when she was found, she had turned into a white skeleton.

Ji Zimo learned about it from that old Taoist.

The story that Lao Dao told him on the road took him to a place when he left the old house.

A lonely mound of dirt.

The old Tao said that the owner of this mound is called Water Lotus.

"She's not coming." Ji Zimo firmly believed that Shuilian would not come to take revenge, because when he left that day, Lao Dao made him kneel and kowtow in front of her grave.

"Brother, do you know why I can't leave the old mansion?" Ji Shanshan's eyes were foggy, and she said to Ji Zimo with a crying voice.

"Speak."

"Because I was born as a person in the old house, and died as a ghost in the old house, and I became one with the old house."

"You're talking about a curse?"

Ji Shanshan nodded sadly, and uncontrollable tears poured out again.

"Why is the curse directed at you, and me?"

"Actually, you were also cursed, but you didn't reach a life and death contract with the old mansion."

"What do you mean?" Ji Zimo asked while helping her to continue walking forward.

"If I leave the old mansion, I still won't survive."

"What's going on?" Ji Zimo was taken aback, stopped and asked.

"They're an example."

"Who?"

"My four boyfriends."

"They ran out of the mansion and died outside?"

"Well, died in that woods, just like Xu Wenliang."

Ji Zimo was completely frightened by the story told by Ji Shanshan, the old mansion, the contract of life and death, what is going on?

"Between you and me, my parents chose me to stay as a sacrifice to the old mansion, you are the only root of the Ji family, they found someone to take you away and left me. There are many treasures and money in the old house, I am very rich, but my life is not mine, it belongs to the old house. They were selfish, stealing the treasures of the old mansion, running out of the gate and never returning, and when they found their bodies, they had been pecked by the old owl and turned into a skeleton. ”

Ji Shanshan continued to say that whoever entered the worship room to worship the remains of the ancestors was signing a life and death contract with the old mansion. Death can't leave the old mansion, including everything in the old mansion.

Ji Zimo listened to Ji Shanshan's story about the secrets of the old mansion, what happened to her, he stumbled forward like a lost soul, and he wanted to enter the old mansion before Su Qingmei opened the worship room.

Su Qingmei had already woken up, and she was awakened by a strange whining sound. After getting up, he found that Ji Zimo was not around, and secretly opened the door in surprise, because Ji Zimo and Ji Shanshan went out and did not close the door properly, and opened a crack, and the whining sound seemed to come from this crack, listening to this strange sound is really seeping.

She searched for the source of the sound, as if it were coming from the back window of the kitchen. As she approached the kitchen door, the screws on the back window slid automatically, loosening and falling to the floor.

Su Qingmei entered the kitchen, walked under the window, and heard the whining sound coming from under the window. She slowly raised her hand, her gaze fixed on the empty screw hole, who opened the screw? It's Zimo, or Shanshan!

Her hand grasped the window, and she slowly pushed it open—and with a whew, a powerful, fishy-smelling hair came to her nose, and then a huge, capped head opened its mouth and grinned at her with a terrible look like it was going to eat her alive.

Su Qingmei sighed, she didn't dodge for a while, and choked on the filthy breath from the mouth of the evil spirit, making her feel so disgusting that all her internal organs were about to surge out of her throat. I lost my balance and almost fell, but my hand grabbed the window and slammed it hard, the window closed, and the extremely hideous and terrifying evil spirit face was gone.

In the thumping of his heart, Su Qingmei's eyes widened, staring at the window extremely nervously, and his hand was stubbornly resisted for a moment and did not dare to let go.

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