When Ling Xueyan walked to the end of the cobblestone road, that is, when she stood in front of the entertainment building, she looked behind her and looked behind her, and Yang Jun was standing firmly in the middle. Although the distance was a little far, looking at the past, Yang Jun obviously became very wooden.

He just stood there dumbfounded, leaning forward slightly, his hands still swaying.

"Fainted, and was really left there, it's miserable. You'll have to go and save him. Saying that, Ling Xueyan wanted to walk back, but the door behind her opened with a "squeak~".

Ling Xueyan had just taken a step forward with one of her feet, and a suction force came from behind her, and before she could react, the person had already been sucked into the building. Then the door slammed shut again, and calm was restored, as if it had never been opened.

Because she was sucked in upside down, Ling Xueyan clearly watched the door close, and she was able to calculate her skills, and her body forcibly made a turning motion in the process of flying upside down. At the moment when the suction force disappeared, he fell steadily to the ground, and raised his eyes to observe the surrounding situation first.

Seeing that no one was nearby, Ling Xueyan ran back to the door, she reached out and pulled it, not moving at all. Ling Xueyan tried to push it again, but there was still no response.

The two gates were like a thousand pounds of boulders, directly blocking her way to save Yang Jun, Ling Xueyan increased her strength and pulled the door hard. Her face was already flushed, and all her strength was exhausted, but she was still like an ant shaking a tree, unable to move the slightest.

After tossing for a while, Ling Xueyan finally gave up and continued to fight with the door, and now she could only pray that Yang Jun would still be alive before she went out.

"Let's hope~"

This is the lobby on the first floor of the building, and there is no figure moving here, but there is a strange phenomenon that catches her attention, and of course anyone standing here should notice. Because it was a clear difference, there were twelve round pillars on the first floor, each as thick as two people hugging each other.

But the main thing is that behind the stone pillar, there is a black coffin, and the coffin is open.

Ling Xueyan was also a master of the arts, and with a few silver needles in her hand, she walked over. When I walked to the coffin and looked forward, there was no trace of the corpse inside, only a faint stench.

She looked at every coffin on the first floor, and it was the same. Each coffin looked new, and you could smell the paint when you stood next to it, but based on the smell wafting from the coffin, the corpse inside should have died for a long time.

There was a strange lack of windows on the first floor, which was why Ling Xueyan didn't find another way to get out on the first floor, but fortunately, there were plenty of lights inside, and the pendant lamp on the top illuminated the entire hall.

"Looks like we can only go up to the second floor to have a look." Anyway, the sight has stopped on the elevator not far away, this building is a bit of a smell of entering and leaving, there is no stairs upstairs, only two enclosed elevators.

But there is no way, she only has such a way, and she can't quit, so she can only move forward. On the empty first floor, there was only the footsteps of Ling Xueyan alone, and she put on that pair of black sunglasses, and the surrounding scene immediately changed.

The entertainment building, which originally looked luxurious, has now changed its appearance, with mottled gray walls and black and red blood stains everywhere on the ground. There was only the elevator in front of her, which looked relatively clean, but Ling Xueyan didn't seem to care about any of this.

After standing still for a while, the elevator door "Kara" opened to both sides, and a gust of wind mixed with rancid smell came to her face, and Ling Xueyan wrinkled her nose slightly. The elevator looked like it was some years old, and there was a grinding sound when the door opened just now, and there was no light inside, so it was dim.

If ordinary people open such an elevator, they are afraid that they will hide far away and dare not go in. But Ling Xueyan just threw a few runes into it, and the yellow rune paper that flew out of her hand automatically burned when it touched the air in the elevator, and she stood outside like this until those few runes were burned to ashes, and then she stepped in.

The elevator door slowly closed, but the moment Ling Xueyan turned around, from the crack in the door where the elevator was about to close, she saw a pair of pupils glowing with green light, standing outside staring at her coldly.

Ling Xueyan's eyes widened, she reached out and pressed the button to open the door, but the elevator was already slowly rising. Without the slightest intention of stopping, she pressed the button on the next floor a few more times, but it didn't light up.

"Who could that person be, there was no one else on the first floor just now, how could he suddenly appear outside the elevator." Ling Xueyan muttered suspiciously, and the elevator soon came to the second floor

As soon as the elevator door opened, there was a loud sound of music, and translucent figures floated past the front. There were also those who walked directly into the elevator, but they stood quietly aside as if they didn't see Ling Xueyan.

Others ignored her, but she wouldn't ignore them, and with a touch of her hand behind her, a small purple cloth bag was pulled out. The moment the bag was opened, the two ghosts beside him suddenly wanted to run outside in fear, but they had been pulled in by a burst of suction.

Walking out of the elevator, Ling Xueyan first checked the window, and when she looked out from the inside, it was only pitch black, and she didn't react at all when she reached out and pushed it a few times.

"Alas, it seems that there is really no way to save you, to survive." As soon as she spoke, a gust of wind blew behind her, Ling Xueyan's whole body trembled, and she turned around suddenly,

There was a paper figure standing in front of her, but her appearance startled Ling Xueyan because it was Lu Qingshuang.

Lu Qingshuang's face had already regained its human face, and a pair of blood-red ghost pupils were wide open, and it seemed that she didn't know Ling Xueyan at all. And she was holding a paper knife in her hand, but it looked quite sharp, and she could break through her flesh with a slight slash.

Seeing the girl in front of her, Ling Xueyan finally determined that the person she had been monitoring all this time was really not Lu Qingshuang. No wonder she would return to Yang Jun's side safely for no reason, and she also lost her memory, and what is even more suspicious is that after losing her memory, she would actually want to join the supernatural association.

She never told Yang Jun what she was secretly observing, because she didn't want to startle the snake, but she didn't expect to meet the real Lu Qingshuang this time. She's still a paper figure, except for her face, which is somewhat restored, but that's probably to control her ghost pupils' abilities.

The true ability of the ghost pupil, he Ling Xueyan is much clearer than Lu Qingshuang who has the ghost pupil, it can have the ability to see through the illusion of the ghost realm, and naturally it also has the effect of setting up the ghost realm. It's just that Lu Qingshuang didn't explore that layer, after all, she is a normal person, but if she is controlled by someone who is a ghost, it will be much easier to use it to release the ghost realm.

"Lu Qingshuang, you" Seeing that the other party was standing still, Ling Xueyan tried to call out, wanting to see if she could wake her up. However, he spit out a few words, and Lu Qingshuang had already raised the paper knife in his hand and slashed it.

Although it is a paper figure, Lu Qingshuang's movements are very agile, and she is not affected by her body in the slightest. The paper knife slashed in the air without making a sound, and quietly approached Ling Xueyan in front of him.

Fortunately, as a descendant of the Demon Suppression Family, Ling Xueyan has been trained since she was a child, and her skills are naturally not comparable to ordinary people. The body took two steps back, and the paper knife almost slashed down her cheek, bringing out a few strands of hair. Ling Xueyan slashed at Lu Qingshuang's wrist with the knife, and a sense of reverberation directly made her palms numb.

And Lu Qingshuang had already taken another step forward, and with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the paper knife had already turned back and slashed diagonally at an angle that Ling Xueyan couldn't believe

Looking at the sudden change in the scenery around him, Yang Jun felt deeply frightened, the voice he heard just now was Ling Xueyan, and he turned around and agreed, now this place has become very unfamiliar.

It feels like a big bowl in it, with concave mountain walls on all sides, and Yang Jun is in such a deep pit. Yang Jun didn't expect that he would be deceived so easily, and then he arrived in such a place, it looked like it should be far away from the entertainment building.

"Alas, people are unlucky, they will get lost if they go straight lines." He'd been standing here for a while, but nothing strange had happened. Only the cold wind that kept blowing tested his physical fitness, and goosebumps were layer after layer.

But things are often so weird, when Yang Jun walked a few steps and was about to climb out of this place, a few sand stones fell from the sky and hit him in the face. Yang Jun, who was in pain, raised his head, a pile of sand was falling from his head, he took a few steps back sharply, and then he saw such a scene, a scene that made him feel that it was the most terrifying scene in history.

At the edge of the big pit, there were countless Yang Jun standing in a circle, and they all had a shovel in their hands. The sand and gravel that had just fallen were shoveled down from above.

Yang Jun sighed in his heart, he can now be described as a turtle in an urn, it is impossible to climb up, then he will only be directly buried by the sand and stones that have been smashed down. Yang Jun stood in the middle of the pit, beads of sweat had seeped out of his forehead, and his palms were covered with slippery sweat.

Time seemed to have become a kind of torture, and every second that passed, the anxiety in Yang Jun's heart increased by one point. Although the pit was very large, it was quickly filled under so many Yang Jun's shovels.

He could only stand quietly in the center, but by the time the pit was almost buried, his legs were already stuck in the sand and could not move.

He could only wait in despair for the sand and gravel to pile up, and eventually bury his body and his head (to be continued). )