The sudden sigh sounded so abruptly in this small cloudy space, Yang Jun held his mind, he wanted to listen carefully to where the voice came from. But the sigh didn't sound again, just now it was only vaguely heard that it seemed to come from Lingling's body.

But then I will look at Lingling hanging on the wall, there is only a mottled wall, and there is nothing on it. Yang Jun panicked, a person who was so real just now, no, it was such a real ghost, and it was not right, it was a corpse. It's a mess, it's gone anyway, and in the blink of an eye, there's only an empty wall left in front of you.

But Yang Jun's heart was still Lingling's skeleton that had been deprived of flesh and blood, and a little anger in his heart slowly ignited.

"Coo~" There was another sound in the room, and it came from another corner of the room, the place where the candle could shine was very limited, and this office was not as small as it seemed from the outside. Now the candle maintains a brightness with Yang Jun as the center and a radius of three meters.

Yang Jun leaned against the wall and slowly walked towards the dark corner, although the wall was very mottled and in danger of collapsing at any time, but what his hand could touch, it felt relatively safe in the dark.

Swallowing his saliva, he always felt as if something was waiting for him in the corner, whether it was a person, a ghost, or something he couldn't see.

The exploration of the unknown is full of excitement and fear, especially since this place is already heart-wrenching, coupled with the darkness shrouded in darkness. Needless to say, Yang Jun's palms were already soaked with sweat, and a lot of dirt could be stained on the wall when his hands touched it.

Yang Jun's footsteps were very slow, and the closer he got to that corner, the stronger the rancid smell became, and he didn't know how much he had smelled of this familiar corpse smell. But now it smells a little different, as if there is a different stench, even more pungent than the smell of corpses.

The candlelight slowly shone out of the corner, Yang Jun took a breath a little, this room was empty, but there was a wooden ladder in the corner of the wall that was eighty degrees straight. The treads of the wooden ladder have been somewhat weathered, and scattered wood chips can still be seen on the ground, and the ladder leads to a black hole 80 centimeters square at the top.

It was the black hole that made the "cooing" sound, Yang Jun looked up at the black hole that looked like a big mouth, and suddenly his body stiffened, and there was actually a face full of eyes smiling at him. Yang Jun didn't know if it was laughing, but what he could see from the green pupils on his face was laughing, and the smile was very evil.

The reason why you can tell that it is a face is because there is also a nose, and the rest of the place has been completely occupied by the eyes. Yang Jun took two steps back, the candle in his hand fell to the ground, and the candlelight went out.

At this time, Yang Jun's scalp was numb, and the room instantly darkened, and he couldn't see his five fingers, there was no light, and he didn't know if the face had come down from above. Maybe standing behind him at the moment, as long as he turned around, the dense eyes would stick to him and stick to his body.

After fumbling for a while, he finally found a cylindrical thing on the ground, and pinched his nails to make sure that it was a candle before picking it up and lighting it again. Only then did Yang Jun raise his courage to look at the black hole above his head, the face full of eyes was gone, and it was still as black as ever.

The black hole is like a vent "cooing" blowing out a yin wind, and it seems to be an attic above, and only an attic would erect such a wooden ladder. Yang Jun swallowed dryly, he hesitated, his heart was so nervous, his heart was about to jump to his throat.

But the door behind him seemed to be locked, and when he just closed it, he had already reached out and tried it, but there was no way to open the door from the inside, and even if he waited until daylight, no one would be able to find him. This is the real fourth floor, but the fourth floor will not appear during the day, that is, there must be an exchange on the fourth floor at night before he can enter this room.

Therefore, there is only one way for Yang Jun, and if he continues to move forward, whether he wants it or not, this is the only choice. "Damn, I don't believe it."

Sometimes the choice without a choice can actually strengthen one's determination more, but when there are more choices, you will hesitate more, and then you will be trapped in your own inner fear.

Yang Jun stepped on the wooden ladder, and some weathered wooden pedals immediately creaked, but they finally supported his weight, and he stopped for a while when he climbed a block, if the wooden pedals could not support him, he was prepared, and he would not fall directly from it because he climbed too fast.

The wooden ladder is only three meters high, and even if you climb slowly, it will only take you a minute or two to go up, and it is still twenty centimeters away from the black hole overhead. Yang Jun held the candle in his hand and stretched it out. The yin wind in the black hole shook the candle flame and almost extinguished it, and from the flickering fire, you could see that there was nothing at the entrance of the cave, and the eyes and face just now were not there.

Yang Jun crept up, and as soon as his head entered the black hole, a pair of eyes glowing with white light stopped in front of him, only three centimeters away from his face. And there are furry things scratching his face,

Yang Jun's feet trembled a little, the thing was black, and it was so close that he couldn't see what it was. The tall candle in his hand didn't dare to put it down to look at it, and before Yang Jun could react, he only heard a "meow" and took a breath on his face.

He jerked his head back a little distance, and then the candlelight could fully see the black thing in front of him, wasn't it Ah San, Ah San's eyes turned white again at some point, and he was squatting on the ground looking at him at this time.

Stretching out his hand to block the candle flame that was almost extinguished, Yang Jun climbed up to the attic a little speechlessly. "Ah San, why are you so elusive. Also, it's time for you to brush your teeth, you have the breath to know no, and you almost stunned me. ”

The attic was darker than the first floor, and that kind of darkness didn't look like a simple light black, and the candle flame in his hand couldn't even be seen from a distance of two or three meters. Looking at the candles that had already burned, Yang Jun scolded in his heart: Damn, I wasn't prepared, and I didn't expect to fall into such a dark place.

The yin wind gusted, and when Yang Jun's whole body went up to the attic, his skin was about to be blown apart. I am afraid that the resentment in this is a fight with his ghost hand, Yang Jun slowly explored forward, and Ah San also got up and followed beside him. From Ah San's white pupils, he could see the coldness, not at all like the eyes that a cat should have, and its actions always gave Yang Jun a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Yang Jun raised the few candles left in his hand forward, and the candle flame that was already a little weak shone through, Yang Jun only felt that all the blood in his body was going to reach his brain, and then froze in a chill: in front of him, there was a pitch-black coffin.

The coffin was not covered, there was a white flower, because the darkness could not see the face of the head slowly rose from the open coffin, the head was still making a "quack" sound, Yang Jun himself didn't know where the courage came from, and the candle held in front of him poked forward a little further.

Only then did I see a clear head, it was a skull with no flesh and blood on one side, and the side full of white bones was still dripping with white liquid, which looked like brains. There was flesh on the other side, but it was crawling with maggots, and on the fleshy half there was an eyeball attached to the cheek with something like skin.

Yang Jun only felt that his whole body froze, and he wanted to shout, maybe he could improve his courage a little, but his teeth kept fighting, and even his throat was blocked. He wanted to turn around and run back downstairs, but the damn feet didn't have any strength at this point, and it seemed like he would go limp if he took a single step.

The head slowly turned, and the yin wind was blowing from that side with a foul smell, and it turned out that the smell that was different from the corpse smell came from the guy in front of him. The stench was indescribable, it smelled like a collection of different stenches, and then mixed with the stench of corpses. Yang Jun resisted the urge to vomit because his stomach was empty, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't vomit anything.

The most damn thing is that at this moment, the candle burned out, and Yang Jun, who was burning with the last bit of candle, shook his hand, and then the firelight disappeared from the air.

The darkness around him instantly returned, and Yang Jun's body couldn't use the slightest strength, and this sense of powerlessness against the darkness made him feel terrified from the bottom of his heart.

The person in the coffin seemed to have crawled out and was walking towards him, it seemed to be screaming naked, stepping on the ground and making a sound of "pop ~ pop ~ pop ~", he walked very slowly, but the feeling of waiting made Yang Jun worse than dead.

This is simply a kind of mental torture, the whole attic is black and you can't see the slightest scene, and the body is very stiff, and you can't even lower your head to see if Ah San's eyes are shining.

Suddenly, a stream of damp heat slipped up against Yang Jun's nose, as if a tongue was licking his face, and something in a flowing state fell on his face, cold, and then slowly slid down his neck into his clothes. Thinking that it might be the brains on his head just now, Yang Jun felt a chill, and the cold feeling that slipped down against his body made him have goosebumps all over his body.

As soon as he thought that Bai Huahua's brains would fall on his body, Yang Jun couldn't help but vomit, and a breath rushed from his stomach to his heart, and his chest immediately felt a faint pain.

Smelling the thick rancid smell in front of him, Yang Jun directly vomited bile, and the tongue had already licked his neck, and he could clearly feel that only the side of the face with white bones was scraping his skin. A mouth was opening, ready to bite down on his neck

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