As soon as the voice disappeared, Yang Jun immediately pushed the door and walked in, and there was really no one in the room. The room was about twenty square meters in size, there were a few futons on the floor, and there was a spiritual platform on the left side of the door, on which was a black picture frame, and the person in the picture frame had no face.

There was also a square table in front of the altar, which was full of tributes, and wisps of green smoke were slowly rising. Yang Jun kept staring at the faceless photo, and he couldn't figure out who would be here to provide a faceless photo. And in front of the photo, there is not even a spirit tablet, and I don't even know who the deceased is, and how to worship it.

Yang Jun walked around the room a few times, and finally cast his eyes on a few futons on the floor, and when he listened to it at the door just now, there was obviously a sound. The sound didn't stop until the door opened, and if no one was here, then those futons

Yang Jun was suddenly shocked, he saw that the few futons placed on the ground had two kneeling depressions, which meant that there were still kneeling people on them, but he couldn't see them. Perhaps, the figures kneeling there were looking at him strangely, and he began to get goosebumps when he thought of this.

At this time, when I look at the black and white photo, it seems that there is no longer a face, and the face seems to be slowly emerging. Accompanied, bursts of crying

His scalp was about to go numb, and the cry of "woo~" in the room sounded again, ringing in his ears and blowing in front of him.

Yang Jun stood in place in a daze, he didn't know whether to move or not, and the futons on the ground didn't know when they had surrounded him in the middle. And the black-and-white photo, the face that is slowly emerging, is his own face, he wants to leave, but there is a voice in his heart calling him.

The words 'listen, watch' kept repeating in his mind, and the voice that spoke was also himself, Yang Jun was almost crazy. It seems that in this room, there are countless selves, all of them doing different things, but waiting for the arrival of the same person, that is, the real him.

The black cloth behind the altar was pulled open, and it turned out that there was still an inner room inside, and when I just came in to look at the past, I thought it was just a wall. In the middle of the room was a black coffin, quietly placed on two benches, and the coffin was covered with a black round cloth.

At this time, it seemed that someone walked over, and he could not see the figure but could clearly hear the sound of his feet on the floor, and the person walked to the front of the coffin. He lifted the black cloth that covered it, and then the whole coffin began to think of the sound of "squeak~".

Yang Jun only felt that his head hurt very much, and the voice in his head was still saying to him, he gritted his teeth and watched the coffin lid being slowly pushed open.

Then the voice in his head suddenly stopped, Yang Jun was already sweating profusely, and he just wanted to sit down and catch his breath, when the voice sounded again. He seems to be saying, "Lie down"

"Lie in, lie in"

The voice grew faster and faster, and his mind was dizzy, and then the coffin changed, into a person, waving at him. Yang Jun smiled, he stood up and slowly walked towards the black coffin, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, his gaze became dull, and he walked with the same hands and feet.

Yang Jun walked up to the man and watched him smile confidently, a familiar smile at himself. The man stretched out his hand and put it on Yang Jun's shoulder: "Jun, you are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time, lie in, lie in and you will be able to see me forever." ”

'Lie in, yes, just lie down. Yang Jun's heart also responded to this sentence, and then he looked at the black coffin beside him happily, he climbed in, and slowly lay down.

"Woo woo woo~"

The cries rang out around the black coffin, mixed with the nice melody of "jingle bell", at least in Yang Jun's ears, these sounds were good, because they were welcoming him and cheering for him.

Yang Jun lay quietly in the coffin, he began to feel very tired, he just wanted to take a good rest, as long as he closed his eyes, he could

"Smack~" His face suddenly became spicy, he opened his eyes suddenly, a jade hand reached in and grabbed his collar, and then pulled him up, it was Ling Xueyan, she was standing next to her with a frown.

Ling Xueyan was wearing a white shirt, the clothes were a little transparent, and the color of the underwear inside could be faintly seen, and Yang Jun was sitting now, and the position of Ling Xueyan's chest was just facing his eyes. Deng Shi was stimulated by this fragrant scene and swallowed his saliva, and when he came into contact with the other party's unkind eyes, he got up embarrassedly.

At this time, Yang Jun noticed that he was sitting in the coffin, and hurriedly jumped out. "How did I end up in the coffin? Shhh ”

"What can I do to you, why did you run into the coffin for no reason? If you want to die, you don't have to be in such a hurry to find a good place to sleep, by the way, why did you get here? Ling Xueyan looked at the black coffin and Yang Jun's face, as if she wanted to see something from his face, but it was obvious that even Yang Jun himself didn't know what was going on.

She didn't notice that Yang Jun's expression was slowly changing, his expression slowly became stiff, and his eyes widened wider and wider.

While Ling Xueyan was looking at the room, in Yang Jun's mind, the voice that belonged to him was saying to him again: "Kill her, go over, choke his neck, and kill him."

"You haven't finished speaking~" Before Ling Xueyan finished speaking, Yang Jun had already raised his hands and rushed towards her, fortunately, the two were a few steps away, Ling Xueyan saw that the situation was not right, and immediately flashed to the side. She saw that Yang Jun's eyes were sloppy and his expression was wooden, and she knew Yang Jun's situation clearly.

She didn't dare to slack off, so she directly took out two purple rune papers, and avoided Yang Jun's attack while muttering.

"Flutter~" With a bang, two purple balls of fire from the two rune papers rushed towards Yang Jun, and then he saw that there was a green ball with six heads attached to Yang Jun's head.

They don't have a body, the place below their neck is where they connect, and each head only has one eye in the middle of the face, they are prostrate in Yang Jun's ear and muttering something, and the long hair wraps Yang Jun's entire head.

Another of them had a smiling face, and the others were crying. Seeing clearly what was going on, Ling Xueyan took out a purple rune paper again, and with her other hand secretly took out a silver needle, and she rolled the rune paper on the silver needle. Yang Jun had already rushed towards her again, and Ling Xueyan looked at the most different-looking head in the middle, and the silver in her hand stabbed into its eyes.

In fact, she is also in the spirit of fighting, because this thing has too many heads, and she can only hope that the most different head is fatal. One yellow and one black stopped at her neck, Yang Jun's movements froze, he didn't pinch further, Ling Xueyan was right.

I saw that the smiling face slowly turned into crying, this time Ling Xueyan could hear their "woo" wailing, but the six eyes were slowly dripping green liquid, and their heads were slowly dissolving.

A puddle of green liquid accumulated on the ground, and Yang Jun woke up at this time, and as soon as his eyes came into contact with Ling Xueyan's murderous eyes, he noticed that he was actually raising his hands to pinch someone's neck.

"What happened to me just now?" Yang Jun asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, but I think we should go, there's no one you're looking for." Ling Xueyan said with a cold face, she didn't tell Yang Jun, in fact, she had seen Lu Qingshuang when she was on the 13th floor, but when she finally chased into a room, Lu Qingshuang disappeared, and then she ran into such a big Xiaoqiang.

Yang Jun was silent, he knew that this trip was in vain, although this building was full of weirdness, but he didn't see anything about the wreath shop, not to mention those moving paper figures, not a wreath was seen.

Shaking his head, he walked out of the room in a daze, his heart was full of Lu Qingshuang's figure, Ling Xueyan followed closely behind her, she wanted to stop Yang Jun, but when she saw his face, she still endured it. The corners of her mouth slowly hooked into a sly smile, and then the two walked into the elevator.

"Wow~"

The noisy sound woke up Yang Jun, who was distracted, he raised his head, the elevator had stopped on the first floor, Ling Xueyan beside him was gone, and the elevator was full of people. And they all stared at him and pointed, still muttering something, luo man or something. Yang Jun looked down at this time, it turned out that he was not wearing a shirt, and the pants on his lower body were rolled up halfway because he was afraid of stepping on the meat puree, and now he was no different from a city sharp brother.

Looking at the crowd that suddenly came out of nowhere, Yang Jun ran out of the crowd with a smoke.

When he came outside, Ling Xueyan was already waiting there in the car, seeing that she was covering her mouth and snickering, Yang Jun was angry, but before he could get angry, another group of people were about to surround him, so he had to hurry up and get in the car and slip away.

"Why don't you remind me that I'm not wearing clothes, seeing that you're still smiling, it must be on purpose." Yang Jun said angrily at Ling Xueyan, no matter whether the other party is a beauty or not, he has already made a fool of himself anyway, and he doesn't care about more disrespectful ladies.

"Okay, stop laughing. I wanted to warn you, too, but seeing that you were walking so fast, I thought you wouldn't mind being bare-chested. Saying that, Ling Xueyan raised her head and wanted to look at Yang Jun's deflated expression sitting in the co-pilot from the rearview mirror, but what she saw in the rearview mirror was another figure, Lu Qingshuang, who had become a paper person, she was smiling and waving her arms slowly.

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