Outside the window, lightning in the distance illuminated the trees on the hill behind the mountain village, like ghosts in the dark.

Zhao Wan'er was extremely nervous in her heart, and the complex state of fear and curiosity made her can't help but want to get closer to that window to see what was going on with that mysterious black shadow.

Under the window, a thick layer of dust was scattered on the dirt pit, and a mat that had long been worn out had been firmly glued to the dirt pit.

Zhao Wan'er saw a bamboo chair on the edge of the pit, so she stepped on it without thinking, wanting to climb onto the pit to carefully observe the situation outside the window.

As soon as she stepped on the bamboo chair and was about to step onto the dirt pit, she suddenly felt a softness under her feet.

Zhao Wan'er was startled and subconsciously jumped to the side. There was a sound of objects breaking in her ears, and through the lightning light from the window, Zhao Wan'er found that the bamboo chair she had just stepped on had fallen into a paralysis, and a cloud of dust and dust was thrown into the ground.

She steadied herself, supported the edge of the pit with both hands, and finally climbed up the pit, and slowly moved her feet forward towards the window.

Zhao Wan'er's legs trembled because of fear, but at the moment she only felt soft, and she didn't listen to her own call. At the same time, she also felt that the seemingly flat pit was actually very uneven.

Zhao Wan'er knew in her heart that she was sure that this pit had been useless for decades and had cracked, but it was only because it was covered by a thick layer of dust that it looked as smooth as a mirror from the outside.

She moved to the window with difficulty, opened her eyes wide, resisted the nervousness and fear in her heart, and looked at the mountain scenery outside the window.

In the light and darkness of the lightning, there was only the black shadow of the trees swaying in the wind, and there was nothing unusual to be seen at all.

Zhao Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief, laughing at herself for being nervous in her heart because of this legendary ghost mansion, and she was dazzled, that black shadow did not exist at all.

By this time, the heavy rain outside had stopped, and only the faint lightning and the occasional dull thunder in the distance continued.

She turned around to go down the pit, and as soon as she turned around, she saw that the room where Wen Yuan committed suicide was as bright as day, and then a huge sound seemed to explode in her ears.

Zhao Wan'er was so frightened that she rolled down the dirt pit at once, and her heart was full of fear at the terrifying thunder and lightning in the mountains.

It was only after the thunder that she reacted, and she rolled over and got up from the ground.

Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the window, and Zhao Wan'er screamed in fright.

I saw a black shadow in a black raincoat outside the window, like a ghost, standing at the window without saying a word. The black shadow seemed to be staring at Zhao Wan'er tightly, and bursts of lightning projected his terrifying figure on the wall into a huge black shadow that was erratic, as if it wanted to devour Zhao Wan'er's weak body at any time.

Zhao Wan'er screamed and crawled to the hall, Shi Liya in the next room heard Zhao Wan'er's screams, she knew that something was wrong, and she didn't know what was going on for a while, so she quickly ran out of the room.

Under the dim lamp in the hall, Shi Liya saw Zhao Wan'er, who usually liked cleanliness and even had some cleanliness, at the moment with a disgraced face, and stumbled out of the room where Wenyuan once lived. Shi Liya, who was in surprise, just wanted to ask Zhao Wan'er what happened, when she saw that the dilapidated wooden door of the hall, which had broken the door lock, was suddenly pushed open, and a mountain wind mixed with water vapor blew in, making her shiver.

A medium-sized man in a black raincoat and a mask stood at the door of the hall, although he couldn't see his face, but under the brim of the low-pressed raincoat, a pair of dark owl eyes stared at the two of them viciously.

As soon as Zhao Wan'er saw Shi Liya, she rushed over and hugged her tightly, her whole body trembling with fright.

Shi Liya, who was also afraid, calmed down at this time out of protection for Zhao Wan'er's own sister.

She turned to the terrible man in black who said nothing, "Who are you?" What do you want? ”

The man in black was silent for a while, and said in a tone that was so cold that the hearts of the two of them were mad: "I am the messenger of hell, the trespasser of the haunted house, die!" ”

After the man in black finished speaking, he raised his left hand, and Shi Liya and Zhao Wan'er realized that the man in black was still holding a sharp knife with cold light in his left hand.

Shi Liya said in fear: "Please, don't kill us!" Whatever you want, we'll give it to you! ”

As she spoke, she reached out and pulled out a few hundred-dollar bills from her pocket, and handed them forward with trembling hands. The man in black snorted coldly, and Shi Liya hurriedly said: "The money is a little less, but I still have jewelry, so I'll take it off and give it to you, as long as you can let us go!" ”

The man in black sneered, "I am a messenger from hell, what do I want you to do with the money of the living?" Anyone who trespasses into a haunted house must die, that's my rule. ”

Shi Liya saw that the man in black was determined to kill them, but he couldn't be tempted, so he could only threaten with his head: "If you kill us, you won't be able to escape, and the three men with us will come back immediately!" ”

The man in black sneered, "You don't come to scare me, I know that you still have three people who came together." You're stalling right now, waiting for the three of them to come back and save you, right? Dream, this ghost weather, even if those three men rush back, it will be too late. Before you die, I want to tell you that the three of them will not live, and everyone who enters the haunted house will die! ”

Zhao Wan'er asked in horror, "Are you a human or a ghost?" ”

The man in black said gloomily: "Don't ask me if I'm a human or a ghost, after a while, the two of you will really become ghosts!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in black raised his sharp knife, stepped into the threshold of the hall, and approached the two of them step by step.

At this critical moment, a man in black who was also wearing a raincoat rushed in outside the door, and without saying a word, he kicked the man in black who raised the knife and kicked the man in black with the knife to the ground.

In this way, the two began to scuffle, and even Zhao Wan'er and Shi Liya couldn't tell the two black-clothed men who were entangled together, which one wanted to kill them and which one wanted to save them.

The two only knew that the man in black who held the knife was an outlaw who tried to commit murder. It's just that the two of them are fighting, and in the eyes of the two of them, it is not clear who the sharp knife is holding.

Li Bing's shout made Zhao Wan'er and Shi Liya see the hope of survival in despair, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It was precisely because of Li Bing's drink that the two men in black actually got rid of the grappling at the same time, one lay on the ground and hummed incessantly, while the other ran away.

After listening to Zhao Wan'er's narration, Li Bing finally understood, he comforted Zhao Wan'er and Shi Liya a few words, turned his head to Wang Dafu and said: "Uncle Wang, I really don't know how to thank you today, if you hadn't appeared in time to fight with that ghost-making person, I wouldn't dare to imagine what the situation is now." ”

Wang Dafu waved his hand again and again: "Don't be so polite, I am the village chief here, and I naturally have the obligation to protect the distinguished guests who come to our village, not to mention the two beautiful girls!" ”