At this moment, the dim light filled the entire room, and Hu San's white-robed figure stood in the middle of the two hanged ghosts, looking extremely strange. I suddenly felt a little in a trance, as if it was not Hu San, but another white-robed hanged ghost standing in front of me.

Hu San stretched out his hand and grabbed the body of one of the hanged ghosts, twisted it hard, and the whole body was turned around by him, but because the long hair of the hanged ghost was scattered in front of him, he still couldn't see its face clearly, Hu San pulled out a wooden sword from his bag and pointed it at the head of the hanged ghost.

"What are you going to do?" I asked nervously.

Hu San sighed, continued his movements, and the wooden sword reached into the long hair of the hanged ghost, and then picked it up, and the entire hair was picked off.

This scene really gave me a jump, and it was as if there was not hair on the wooden sword at all, but a human head.

When I moved my gaze to the face of the hanged man, I suddenly felt my heart beat faster, my scalp tingled, and my body felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar.

Hu San is right, the scene in front of me is indeed beyond my expectations, and I can't imagine that it will be such a scene when I am killed. The face of the hanged man—it's me!

I looked at everything weird in front of me, including Hu San. I tried hard to calm down, but my heart was like a pot, and I kept rolling.

What's going on here? Another hallucination?

At this moment, many strange things that I had encountered in my mind flashed in my mind, many times it felt like a hallucination, but in the end it all turned out to be true. Although I have seen Hu San's face turn into a white-faced ghost, I still can't calm down in the face of the hanged ghost with my face in front of me at this time.

If Hu San belonged to the white-faced ghost that time, then who was this hanged ghost possessed, could it be me?

"Hey, it's okay, do you want a quick-acting heart pill?" When I was extremely worried, Hu San came up with such a sentence. I let out a long sigh of relief, and my mind relaxed a little.

"What's going on?" I asked, with a little shaky voice.

My face in the dim light on the other side seemed to be smiling slightly, although the smile was so familiar, but how I looked at it felt a little weird. I never knew that my smile would make me feel that way, and if it was like that, it would scare everyone who sees me.

"Don't worry, be prepared, there's more!" Hu San gently lowered the long hair to the ground, and then turned the other hanged ghost.

I already have a rough idea of what I'm going to see next.

I saw Hu San raise his wooden sword and pick at the hair of another hanged ghost. The long hair left the skull, and the hanged man showed a very thin face, a slightly yellow complexion, several bends on his forehead, and a blazing gaze, which was now staring at me.

This person is Hu San, although he had already guessed a ** in his heart before, but when he saw such a familiar Hu San's face falling on the neck of the white-clothed hanged ghost, the inner shock and shock were indescribable.

Now I am in front of this scene, Hu San is wearing a white robe and holding a wooden sword with long hair and smirking, and to his left is another Hu San, also wearing a white robe, and what is even more strange is that he is also smiling, and the expressions of the two are extremely similar. If it weren't for the fact that the hanged man's hands and feet were wrapped in a white robe, I really couldn't tell which one was real.

Next to Hu San is me, my expression is still like that, it's normal, but it's inexplicably weird.

Looking at the three familiar and unfamiliar faces in front of me, coupled with the dim and faint light, the indescribable feeling in my heart, the feeling as if I was in a dream came up again, and it was stronger than every time.

This feeling seems to have come out of the tomb, and it comes back all the time, and every time it makes me nervous, like a painful nightmare, trying to wake up, no matter how hard I try, it is all in vain.

Hu San shook the long hair on the wooden sword and put it on the head of the hanged ghost, followed by another. He turned them around again, and then sat back on the floor with a long sigh of relief, looking tired.

"Hey, it's okay, can you still hold on, do you want to call 120?" Hu San joked with a hippie smile.

I smiled wryly, if only I could really call 120, even if it's 120 in a mental hospital, I've stayed enough in this hellish place, and if I don't leave here, I'm afraid I'll really become mentally ill.

"What the hell is going on?" I also sat down against the wall and asked Hu Sandao.

"I don't know, when they carried me into this room, I was also shocked when I saw the people hanging on the wall for the first time. But it's not just the fear, there's also a sense of familiarity, and I don't know where this feeling comes from, but I feel that these two people are somewhat familiar. Then I asked the owner of the house what it was, but they squeaked for a long time and I didn't understand a word. What's even more infuriating is that my sense of perception doesn't work at all when I ask this question.

Later, when they went out, I secretly went to take a look, and when I touched it, I realized that they were two wooden people. But when I turn their bodies around, do you know how I feel? ”

I looked at Hu San and shook my head.

"The first thing to turn around was your face, and I almost fainted after just one look. Don't get me wrong, it's not because you're ugly, it's that I thought you were dead, that it wasn't a wooden man at all, but that your body became stiff after you died. Saying this, Hu San took a few breaths, and seemed to fall into the memories of fear and shock at that time, "Later, I stripped you of your white robe like crazy, and after a closer look, I found that it was indeed a wooden man, and I just fell to the ground with a stone." ”

"Then look at the one next to me, you should be able to understand my mood at that time, the feeling of seeing another self is weird and terrifying." Hu San stared blankly at the wall as he spoke, and his expression seemed to be a little sad.

I finally knew why he seemed so tired, and I thought he was possessed by a demon, but it turned out that he had seen this. I can completely understand his feelings, in such a place that he has never been before, thousands of meters underground, in the house of two white-faced people who look like children, there are two white-clothed long-haired wooden people, and the faces of these two people are exactly the same as his own, and there is no difference in the slightest. This kind of spiritual shock is not something that ordinary people can bear. This is also a person like me and Hu San who has experienced countless strange things, if it were ordinary people, I would have gone crazy a long time ago.