Slightly suppressing the sense of surprise in my heart at this moment, Wu Jiu pulled me slowly and walked up to the corridor on the second floor.

I only saw that although the corridor was a little narrow, the end of the not far away was shrouded in a faint layer of darkness, as if there was no end. As for the lighting equipment in the entire corridor, it only appears every once in a while, so there is not enough light to illuminate the darkness.

Strangely, though, are the chandeliers with dim lights. The shape of the lampshade that envelops them is quite unique, like that of a newborn baby curled up together.

In the dim light, I could clearly see the portraits on the walls on both sides of the stairway that were gradually falling off. The people in each portrait are dressed in simple costumes and have a happy face. But in this joy, there is a faint strange atmosphere.

Moreover, at this moment, Wu Jiu and I both have a sense of déjà vu with the people in the painting, but no matter how much we think, we can never remember where we have seen them!

Just when we were wondering about this, there was a crisp piano sound in the main room not far away. The sound of the piano echoed in the slightly empty hallway, and I couldn't help but revel a little. But Wu Jiu, who was beside me, looked extremely surprised, and took out two pale green pills from his pocket, one was stuffed into my mouth, and the other was taken by himself.

"Boy, hurry up and get your ears shut, don't listen to the piano." With that, Wu Jiu's palm suddenly raised, making a state of luck. And at the moment when the gas in Wu Jiu's body moved, a pale green smoke erupted from his ears like a train jet.

I felt a little funny, but I did as I was told. And when I felt the green smoke spewing out of my ears, my mind suddenly became much clearer, as if I had just woken up from a dream, and my eyes seemed to be a little brighter.

"Boy, now you're quietly in front of you." Patting me on the shoulder, Wu Jiu said something to me in a special way of communicating with my mind, and then pointed to the corridor in front of me.

Looking in the direction of his finger, he found that the corridor at the moment was in a mess, as if he had just experienced the devastation of a war. The ground, which was originally made of ash, was now plunged into a terrifying bloody mud, and although the walking was not affected much, it was quite terrifying.

The strangely shaped lampshades I had seen before were now transformed into the body of a baby with its entrails hollowed out. The faint light slowly released through the baby's eyes, illuminating the stairway below.

As for those portraits that seem familiar to us, when we look at them again, we find that their eyes and ten fingers of their hands have been brutally removed, and these faces are not the victims of those musical murders we saw at the police station before?

When I saw the scene in front of me suddenly change drastically, I couldn't help but panic. And there is still a trace of doubt, why did the extremely warm scene just now become such a shocking scene after eating Wu Jiu's pill?

"Uncle Wu, what's going on?" Suppressing the strangeness in my heart a little, I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and whispered to Wu Jiu in the same way of communication.

Hearing my inquiry, Wu Jiu came back from the state of thinking, smiled bitterly, and explained: "Boy, from the moment I just came in, I felt that something was wrong, but I always don't know why!" It was only just now, after hearing the song from the piano that I realized that we had hit the wall. ”

"Ghost hitting the wall?" After listening to Wu Jiu's words, the doubts in my heart became even stronger.

In my understanding, ghost hitting the wall should take place in a relatively closed environment. And the person who was hit by the ghost hitting the wall should be going back and forth in the same place, how could it be that I encountered this situation?

"Boy, what you know about ghost hitting the wall is just the most superficial one. In the true sense of the word, ghosts hit the wall, but they can completely blind the sight of humans. Don't say that it is an illusion, even if it is to trap you in a permanent illusion, it is entirely possible. Like the corridor scene we just saw, it is a ghost hitting the wall in the real sense. Listening to my words, Wu Jiu smiled bitterly and explained softly.

"This thing, called the Qingxin Pill, is an elixir developed by your master, which is the most useful to clear the turbidity in the body and get rid of illusions." After that, Wu Jiu took the opportunity to pull me to the door of the room, pointed to the people in the room, and said in a low voice: "After taking the Qingxin Pill, you can take a look at the scene in the room." ”

Yi Yan cast his eyes away, only to find that the decoration in the house at this moment is very similar to that in the corridor, with a lot of ancient paintings and human skin chandeliers. However, there were traces of blood flowing everywhere on the walls of the room, and I could vaguely smell a pungent smell of blood. As for the seven people we just saw who died in the musical homicides, nothing has changed at the moment.

"Look at the students who are listening." Pointing to the students not far away, Wu Jiu specially lowered his voice and said to me.

Turning his gaze to the direction of the students, he saw that there was nothing suspicious about these students, except that their clothes were a little out of touch with modern times. Wu Jiu on the side seemed to notice my doubts, and immediately pointed to their footsteps, and said sarcastically: "You stupid, take a closer look." ”

At first, I didn't care about anything, but when Wu Jiu focused on my attention to their feet, I was shocked to find that their feet were not touching the ground at this moment, but were suspended in mid-air. And at this moment, although their bodies were illuminated by lights, there was no shadow at all.

"Ghost!" Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous in my heart, and I opened my mouth to shout as soon as my mind was hot. But fortunately, Wu Jiu beside me was quick and covered my mouth the moment I opened my mouth. If not, I'm afraid I'm now the focus of those ghosts.

Still, there were some sounds coming out of my mouth. Although it is not big, it is particularly harsh in this slightly empty corridor. After a while, a woman dressed in a decent red cheongsam, with a bewitching face and a bewitching body, came to hear the sound and stared at the two of us with her slightly red eyes.

"Who are you? Why is it here? After looking the two of us up and down, the woman's face turned cold and asked in a low voice. And after his words sounded, the ghosts who were focused on the so-called soul seduction order turned their eyes to it in unison.

It was only then that I could really see their faces. A terrifying face with blurred flesh and blood, hideous expressions, and facial features that are about to be squeezed together.

"Hmph, since it's a music training institution, then we're here to learn, what's the matter? Won't you invite us in and sit down? Wu Jiu glanced at the woman's body and snorted coldly. And I on the side, looking at the arrogant appearance he pretended, it was really presentable.

"Studying music?" Although the woman was slightly skeptical of our words, she politely welcomed the two of us into the house. However, the ghosts in the room didn't have a good impression of the two of us, and their dark eyes stared at us as if they were looking at food.

As soon as we entered the room, Wu Jiu and I immediately turned our attention to the brown water tank in the corner, only to find that in addition to the continuous blood leakage of blood from the water tank at this moment, it also seemed to faintly reveal a strange aura, and if you want to know exactly what it is, you have to open it to know.

Wu Jiu and I specially found a seat near the water tank and sat down. I just felt that there was a chill in the air near the water tank, and the chill was extremely cold, just like wearing short sleeves in winter. After feeling the chill, Wu Jiu patted my head and reminded me softly: "Boy, you must be careful, although the concentration of yin qi in this vicinity is not strong, it is filled with a strong qi, and once inhaled, this qi will be fatal. ”

As soon as I heard this, I instinctively held my breath. After all, I am still very serious about life-threatening dangers. However, for me, a landlubber, holding my breath was not good at all, so that after a few minutes, my little face was red from lack of breath. As for breathing, not only is it not effectively controlled, but it is a little faster than before.

"You idiot, didn't your master teach you the method of turtle breathing?" Seeing that I was so unsuccessful, Wu Jiu on the side complained a few words, and then knocked my head hard.

The method of turtle breath, which I once saw in "Sacrificial Dao Heavenly Punishment", is a kind of Tao method that can form air circulation in the body. The practitioner only needs to pull the aura in the body to the chest cavity and the valve, and then he can block the respiratory tract by himself. The residual air in the body circulates in the chest cavity in a special way, so that the effect of not breathing for a short time can be achieved.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly used the aura in my body to run according to the specific meridians required by the Turtle Breath Method, and after a while, a dull feeling came from the position of my chest. And I can also faintly feel that the warm air flow is like a swimming dragon swimming back and forth in the chest cavity, without stopping. And the moment the cycle formed, my breathing slowly stopped, and I didn't feel the suffocation I felt before.

Just when my turtle breath was running successfully, the bewitching woman came to us with a bewitching figure, handed a slightly yellowed form to the table in front of us, and immediately glanced at Wu Jiu with disdain, and said coldly: "If you want to go to class, fill in the form first, and then we will specifically analyze your child's situation before we can decide whether we can teach it." ”

With that, the woman turned and left, not paying any attention to how the two of us would react behind her. Wu Jiu, on the other hand, looked at the woman's figure, smiled awkwardly, and then took the contract on the table and looked at it carefully.

After a while, I saw Wu Jiu's expression suddenly become nervous, and drops of cold sweat involuntarily surfaced from his forehead.

"Uncle Wu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so nervous? Pulling Wu Jiu beside me, I asked suspiciously. Although Wu Jiu's strength is not as high as my master, his way of doing things is higher than my master. And what can make him nervous to the point of sweating will definitely not be simple.

"This, what kind of teaching form is this, this is a contract for the sale of souls." The palm of his hand slowly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then Wu Jiu deliberately lowered his voice and quietly told me the tension in his heart.