"Spirit......" my head thumped: "Damn, demon baby!" The three-story building is Qin Ge's house! ”

An Shangwu didn't know Qin Ge and didn't seem interested in this, so he asked, "Do you remember?" ”

I nodded violently: "I remember, that three-story small building was almost blown into ruins when we hunted the demon baby last time, and the three-story small building that Lao Hei said must be there!" But I don't know what this has to do with the Demon Baby, why it led us there. ”

I was suddenly worried that Qin Ge was coming, if it was really the demon baby who was playing ghost this time, then wouldn't it mean that Qin Ge had lost to the demon baby, and he could still go back alive?

Ahn Sang-wu turned around, sat in the passenger seat, and stopped talking.

The driver got excited: "Hey, what game are you playing?" I usually play games, but no one plays together, so if you form a team, take me one. ”

I looked embarrassed and coughed dryly: "Uh, the stand-alone game we played, my Daomen career, has not been publicly released yet, and it is in closed beta." ”

The driver let out an "oh" in disappointment, and then began to talk about his various game careers, various god operations.

An Shangwu and I were also embarrassed to fight for the driver's face, and chatted with him all the way, and finally arrived at the vegetable market.

got out of the car and led An Shangwu straight to Qin Ge's house, turned around the street of Yicaishikou, and plunged directly into the alley of Qin Ge's house.

The alley is still so narrow, tight enough for two people to pass through, An Shangwu and I ran to the gate in one breath, I just wanted to raise my foot and kick the door, but found that the gate had been locked, and the gate was closed very tightly, not even a single gap.

The last time we evacuated, the entire courtyard was about to be blown into ruins, and Qin Ge went to chase the demon baby at that time, Mu Siju and Lao Hei were not lightly injured, who installed a lock?

If it is Pei Dashao Pei Qian, this half-baked brother does not seem to be a careful person.

Without thinking so much, I glanced at An Shangwu, made a boo gesture at him, pointed to the wall nearly three meters high, and motioned for him to jump over.

An Shangwu kicked the wall with one foot, slammed onto the wall, and climbed up in a few clicks.

I watched below, and the muscles in my whole body tensed up, ready to respond.

An Shangwu half-squatted on the wall, made a standard cutting hand gesture at me, I nodded, and kicked towards the door, the two doors were like the two front teeth of a monster, and I kicked them out directly.

An Shangwu rolled over and entered the courtyard, and I then rushed in through the gate.

The ruins are still ruins, the three-story building is almost collapsing, and it stands powerlessly and desperately on the ground, as if proving that it has once stood tall in this world.

"Come out! Here we go! I shouted, and it was completely dark, and I couldn't see anything around me.

Ahn Sang-mu took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, seemingly not afraid at all.

I shouted, but no one responded, as if there were no residents around the building, and there was no one who came out to see the fierce fighting before, and now I shouted like this, and the silence around it didn't look like the city center at all.

An Shangwu smoked quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, I found a waste brick from the ground and threw it into the house, making a loud "bang", and the echo echoed in the room.

"No one." I asked.

"It's no one, I can't even hear a sound." An Shangwu walked up to me and blocked me behind: "Perhaps, there are no living people in here at all." ”

"Impossible!" I was told by him, and cold sweat suddenly flowed: "Lao Hei is still in its hands, you say so, so Lao Hei ......"

"No, I'm just saying that the current old black is hiding in a corner and is not moving." An Shangwu said, throwing the cigarette butt into the room, and the scarlet firelight streaked across the sky, like a meteor, and nothing lit up, but made the surrounding darkness even darker.

My eyes flashed with a cigarette, and by the time I recovered, An Shangwu had already rushed into the room, and his already nervous mood became even more nervous: "Shangwu! ”

"It's fine!" An Shangwu whispered back in the room: "The unknown is scary, and now that he is a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

I thought about it for a moment and felt that what he said was not right: "I have encountered soul bodies before, and they will at least use the spell of ecstasy. ”

An Shangwu was right in front of me, and as soon as I finished speaking, a sharp voice laughed like a woman crying, and then the voice changed to that of an old lady: "At least I can guarantee that you can't leave here." ”

"Who!" I shouted, this voice didn't want to know who she was, because I had already guessed, it was the ghost old lady in Tianmen Village, I just wanted to suppress my fear, and slowly I found that I was full of all kinds of fears about the darkness.

An Shangwu ran towards me and stopped me behind me: "Don't speak. ”

I was so startled that I almost fled, and I stopped talking, but pricked up my ears to hear the ghost lady speak again, so that I could find her place.

But the ghost lady seemed to read our thoughts, and did not speak again.

"Stop pretending to be a ghost, since we dare to come, we are not afraid of you!" An Shangwu said: "It's a human being or a ghost, coming out to practice is nothing more than death!" ”

As soon as the sound fell, the air around him became restless, and the originally quiet night was filled with a gust of wind, and under the drive of the wind, the air began to condense, making it difficult for the body to move.

"Here we are." I said, "It's their illusion." ”

I've seen this kind of scene several times, and every time the air around me becomes viscous, it means that something strange is coming out.

"You think I'll be afraid of her?" An Shangwu said confidently, he was groping for something in the dark: "Carving insect skills." After he finished speaking, he groped for a while, and I heard the sound of jingling bells and chains, and An Shangwu escaped from his neck with a silver sign, which glowed with a faint silver light in the dim environment around him.

"Don't tell me, you know how to spell too." I'm a little surprised, could it be that An Shangwu is also a hidden master.

He shook the sign in front of my eyes, and I saw it clearly, it turned out to be a name tag worn by everyone of foreign mercenaries, and the silver sign was engraved with the soldier's name, because once the war began, the soldier was likely to be blown to pieces by bombs, and if everyone hung such a sign, they could find the casualties through the sign even if the bones were incomplete.

"This is my talisman." An Shangwu rubbed the sign in the palm of his hand: "Once in Lop Nur, this thing didn't save me, otherwise I would have become a glimpse of dry bones in the desert." As he spoke, he threw the sign into the sky, and the silver sign actually flashed in the air, and the light flickered for a while, and slowly dimmed in the parabola of the silver medal, but I saw a bright spot the size of a star, floating towards the second floor.

An Shangwu pushed me to take a step back and whispered, "She's on top, be careful." As he spoke, he picked up half a brick from the ground, and the two of us stared at the faint point of light, and I didn't dare to breathe, for fear of blowing out the faint point.

The air around me was getting thicker and thicker, and my breathing was starting to be unsmooth, so I gently patted Ahn Sang-wu's shoulder as the point of light stopped at a location on the second floor.