It was night, there was no shelter in the mountains, the wind was very strong, it was getting colder and colder, I had a fever all over my body, and I couldn't help coughing a few times. Xie Ling looked at me and said: I ignored it, Luo Dao, you better go back and rest, I'll just come by myself.

I looked at the abandoned building in the black hole in the distance, and I wanted to say that it didn't matter, but as soon as I thought about it, I immediately said: Okay, I'm already a little uncomfortable, you should be more careful.

Xie Ling nodded, and the cat bent his waist towards the abandoned building, and his figure quickly melted into the darkness. I walked along the loop for a while, stopped, and instead of going back, I squatted on the ground and watched my watch to count the time. I didn't plan to go home, I had to go into this building.

I have a gut feeling that Fan Xiong must have encountered unimaginable experiences here, and if you find this key, you may be able to find the holy aunt behind Fan Xiong.

These thoughts are impossible to share with the bell. He will only destroy, destroy the intimate relationship between me and the Holy Aunt. I'm trying to find a way to get rid of him, and I have a vague premonition that untying the bell will be the biggest obstacle to my integration with the Holy Aunt.

I estimate the time it will take to unring the bell and enter the old building. Xie Ling is a very suspicious person, don't look at us as brothers, brothers, brothers, brothers, in fact, I can't figure out his thoughts at all, such a person can only bring a sense of danger of stepping on a tightrope. It was because of his suspicion that I felt that he probably did not rush into the building, but hid in a secret place, staring at me to see if I would actually go back.

That's why I pretended to go back a bit.

I took off the necklace around my neck and hung it on a branch on one side. To communicate with the Holy Aunt, this necklace can only be an obstacle. Ward off evil spirits, ward off fucking evil.

Instead of going in the same way, I made a big circle and climbed up a steep hill to the back of the building. This dormitory building has a total of five floors, I don't know how many years it has been abandoned, dilapidated, surrounded by weeds, peeling walls, and the most bizarre thing is that the windows outside are made of bricks, and it seems that they are afraid of something coming out.

I saw the back door open with a yellow seal hanging from the door. The seal is so dirty that you can't see the original color, it has long been sticky, only a trace is still hanging on it, the wind is blowing, and the atmosphere is extremely solemn.

I looked inside, and it was pitch black. I hesitated at the door for a while, and when I thought of the seductive voice and pretty little appearance of the Holy Aunt, I couldn't hold it anymore, and my heart went in. First of all, there was a pungent musty smell, and the black rumbling was particularly gloomy, and it felt as if it was not like a building, like an ancient cave in a deep mountain.

It's too dark in here, I barely walked through the corridor, and I don't know anything on the wall, it's sticky, I smelled it, a smell, and I knew to come in with a pair of gloves. I don't dare to make a light here, according to the time to calculate the bell has entered the building, this kid is a ghost and a ghost, that alertness is about to catch up with the military dog, not to mention the light, even if I make a little sound, he may be able to detect it.

I cautiously walked in the dark. This place is indeed evil, it should be to the corridor on the first floor, the more you walk, the colder it gets, the coldness is indescribable, just like the columbarium of the funeral home. The columbarium stores the ashes, and the high-power air conditioner is used all year round, and goosebumps can get up when you walk into that place.

I remember that Teacher Zheng said that the little girl who hanged herself died on the third floor, and it is not clear which bedroom it is. I thought about it, since I'm here, don't rush back, at least go up to the third floor. Like a blind man, I groped in the darkness by the faint moonlight, and finally found the stairs and went up.

When I stepped on it, my scalp almost exploded. This kind of old building still uses wooden stairs, stepping on it creaks, this sound is still quite obvious in the dark, I am not afraid of anything else, I am afraid of letting the bell know that I am mixed in, which is very bad. I slowly shifted my feet and stepped on the edge of the stairs, which were sealed with iron sheets, and the sound was there, but much quieter. I tiptoed up the second floor.

The building was dirty, it was full of ash and smelled of rancidity. I really don't understand why there is such a smell when no one lives here. When I got to the second floor, the corridor was black, and I couldn't see anything, so I felt that there were many ghosts near and far, and I really couldn't tell what it was.

Seriously, I don't know why I'm so bold. I squatted in the corner of the building, not in a hurry to go up again, but quietly thought for a while. In this dark, extremely gloomy building, I didn't have much to fear, but longed. I always felt that the holy aunt was waiting for me somewhere, and what she brought to me was not only a sexual temptation, but I could also feel a kind of warmth in her, a kind of maternal warmth.

This desire makes me make a lot of incomprehensible decisions unconsciously. It turned out that I was cowardly and despicable, but I gradually became a backbone.

I crouched for a while, but I couldn't hear anything in the building. This is also normal, Xie Ling is cautious and cautious, and he has kung fu, and he can still walk quietly like a cat. But I have a hunch that this kid must be on the third floor. The third floor is where the girl committed suicide, and in order to find the secret, you must first find the dormitory. The bell must have been searching in one of the rooms above at this point.

I stood up against the railing of the staircase, and was hesitating to go up, when someone was hit on the back of the head. I didn't care about it at first, and hit it twice in succession. The composure I had just now was gone, and I swallowed my saliva, my neck was cold, and my body was stiff.

The one that hit me continued, with great regularity, about two seconds at a time, and then disappeared as soon as it was touched. At this time, the building was silent, and it was dark in front of me, which was really terrifying.

I slowly turned my stiff neck to look back, and behind me was an empty staircase, and there was nothing. In this case, it is better to have something, and to be afraid of nothing. I regret it a little, what did I run in so impulsively, I wanted to open my mouth to call for the bell, but I couldn't shout.

The thing that hit me is still hitting regularly. I suddenly remembered that Xie Ling said that the mirror can not only reflect the things in the yang world, but also reflect the yin things, maybe what can be reflected. I pulled out the keychain, and there was a small mirror that closed like a pocket watch, which I used to fiddle with my stinky head. I slowly picked up the small mirror and opened the lid, and my face suddenly appeared in the mirror.

I took a deep breath and slowly raised the mirror to look back. Hesse in the small round mirror, he didn't see anything at first. After a moment, something appeared inside. I looked closely, and it was not a hand, but a pair of feet kicking me in the dark.

The feet were wandering in the air, no shoes on, and the tip of the toe hit the back of my head, and then walked away, and then came back again. When I looked closely, that moment was really terrifying beyond description, it was simply a liver and a heartbreak, all the consciousness in my body was gathered into a huge fear word, and my heart was broken. I couldn't help it, screamed, even rolled and climbed, there was no direction, I just ran with my head bored.

As I was running, someone grabbed me and yelled: Luo Dao!

The sound was like a bell ringing, like someone striking the temple bell in his ear. Strange to say, the cold chill on his body suddenly dissipated a lot, and his heart became steady. I wiped my sweat and looked up, just as I saw that it was the bell. In the dark, his bare head was bright, his face was resolute, and his eyes were bright, like a god.

As soon as my legs went limp, I spread them out in front of him, hugged his legs, and all I was left was shivering.

Xie Ling pulled me up and shouted: "My face is full of ghost qi and yin qi and dead air, where is the necklace I gave you?!

The last word actually dragged out countless long sounds, from near to far, like a bell ringing for a long time.

Xie Ling made a sword finger with his right hand, quickly volleyed a talisman on my face, and then changed his finger to a palm, pressed it on the top of my head, and shouted, my whole body was full of warmth, and I wanted to hum so comfortably. The originally gloomy black corridor seemed to be missing something in an instant, and it became extremely ordinary, and there was no longer a feeling of fear.

Xie Ling sighed: Lao Luo, Lao Luo, I really can't help you. How can I make friends with you.

He didn't ask me why I came, but said, "Since I'm here, let's go together." I was just about to do it, and you screamed, and it almost didn't make me go mad.

I didn't say anything, I lowered my head and walked in with him. We walked through the hallway on the third floor to the door of the dormitory at the very end. The other dormitories have no doors, and the black holes are like eyes, but here, the two door panels are intact. At this time, a gap was opened, and a cluster of incense was burning on the ground, and at a glance, it was clear that the bell had just been burned.

He walked over and pushed the door open, there was not much space inside, there were eight bunk beds, the iron bed was empty, the floor was dusty, and there was a dead air of uninhabitation.

Xie Ling said that the little girl should have died here. He could feel a lot of yin spirits in this building, and I just came across one of them. The resentment in this dormitory was the greatest, and even he was a little frightened. Now in order to find Fan Xiong's secret, he has to grit his teeth and take a risk.

He took out eight candles from his bag, planted them in eight different directions, and lit them one by one, and the cold in the room seemed to dissipate somewhat. I can also tell a little bit of the doorway, he should have set up a candle circle, just like we did in Liu Dong's blind man's house a few days ago.

With the light in the room and the bell around me, I felt a lot more at ease, and at this moment, I suddenly saw something under the bed by the window.

I walked over, got on my knees, and reached in to dig in. Xie Ling watched from the side, and didn't care about me.

After digging for a while, I finally pulled out the thing, and it was full of dust, and there were cobwebs and cockroach shells or something, and I couldn't say that it was dirty. I pinched the corner and lifted it, and was surprised to find that it was actually a dirty white cloth, about the size of a tablecloth, and it was covered with messy lines, which looked a bit like ghost drawings.