Chapter Forty-Eight: The Black Mansion

It was late at night, but the weather was still unusually hot. After a day of sunshine during the day, and a cloudy day at night, the thick clouds seemed to put a lid on the air, and all the heat absorbed by the ground was emitted and discharged into the air, making people feel as uncomfortable as staying in a steamer.

This kind of weather often indicates that this heavy rain is coming!

There was not a single pedestrian on the street, there was silence, it seemed that the air did not even bother to move, the doors and windows of every house were closed, people hid in their rooms and slept peacefully with air conditioners, and in a dark building on the outskirts of the city, a few people had to endure the torment of this bad weather.

There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and then a voice whispered in annoyance, "This dead mosquito is biting me again!" ”

"Your blood is sweet." Another relaxed voice teased.

"Shut up!" The last cold voice summed it up.

As soon as no one spoke, the scene fell silent.

This is the building where Lu Yan originally lived, because it was facing demolition, there was no one in the building that was rarely inhabited, and the missing children who had lost their souls were searched from the basement of the building a few days ago, which made this strange building a lot more gloomy.

For some reason, several buildings around it were demolished, leaving only a pile of rubble, not this one. From a distance, there is a dark and unlit dangerous building standing alone in the midst of a large area of ruins, which makes people feel that this place is full of strange and dangerous smells.

And it's very popular, clumps of weeds have grown in the surrounding ruins somehow, and the 'creeper' on the outer wall of the building has also grown more lush, as if it wants to burst out the last life, and it is more barren and bleak to the environment.

With the sound of 'pop' sounding again, Bao Datong sighed, "Ah Zhan, can I also set up an enchantment?" ”

"Not good."

"Then I'll be invisible." There was a hint of pleading in Bao Datong's voice.

He can't be blamed for this, the doors and windows are wide open, and the long grass and garbage outside the building breed a large number of mosquitoes. There have been days without smelling blood, and at this moment a few people have sent it to the door, and the mosquitoes have no reason to rush in and feast on each other.

It's just that it's hard to be a big deal. He didn't understand why there were four people hiding in Lu Yan's house, three men in the outside, Xiao Xia in the inside, but the mosquitoes only bit him. Xiao Xia was protected by Ruan Zhan in the result, and the three of them were all the same short-sleeved T-shirts and jeans, the same without any protective measures. Could it be that he is a bully, or is it really as Wanli said, his blood is sweet?

No, it must have been because he was closer to the window!

Wanli couldn't help but laugh, "Stupid! Mosquitoes don't rely on vision, what's the use of your stealth, your sweet smell will still attract them to besiege you. ”

"Shall I make a small, thin barrier then? Otherwise, what we are going to lure has not yet come, and I will hang up first. ”

"Come on, I still expect you to charge into battle, if you set up an enchantment, it will affect our layout, I guess as soon as you set up an enchantment, Ah Zhan will break it indiscriminately, I think you should not waste your strength in vain."

"Ah Zhan, will you?" Bao Datong asked tentatively.

"You try." A cold voice came from the darkness.

Don't try, be patient! Bao Datong sighed helplessly, thinking that when his father showed up again, he must ask if there were any charms that could keep mosquitoes away, otherwise he had to remember to apply a little mosquito repellent oil in advance when he encountered such a thing next time, otherwise he would really be unbearable.

"Shh Ruan Zhan issued a warning.

The other people felt something in their hearts, and then they also felt something. In this sweltering weather, they nested in an unventilated room, sweating when they didn't move, but at this moment, they suddenly felt a chill, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

This is not caused by the temperature change, but the approach of a ghost with extremely high mana and a considerable amount of yin energy. Needless to say, it must be the two they were waiting for, the pair of demon boys were finally lured here as they wished, and no matter what, there will be an end tonight.

The three of them stood in a triangle on the outside of this suite, Wan Li stood by the door, Bao Datong stood at the window, and Ruan Zhan stood at the very back, near the door in the inner room, but despite this, Ruan Zhan was the first to sense the arrival of the demon boy.

Because Bao Datong was standing by the window, he could clearly see the situation outside the building, and he saw a black thing staggering forward on the ruins in front of the building, as if it was struggling. If you get closer, you can see that it is a child slowly approaching, because he is small, and the piles of rubbish and rubble are like a hill in front of him, and he is also looming between these 'valleys', high and low. However, although it is difficult to look at, if you look closely, you will find that this disabled child in the eyes of the world is as nimble as a little monkey at this moment, and he was still far away a few seconds ago, and he has come to the front of the building in the blink of an eye.

He looked up at the window of his original home, and when he met Bao Datong's eyes, his eyes flashed with a red light like cold electricity, but Bao Datong didn't dodge it, just raised his eyebrows, "Welcome to visit the ghost building." He said softly.

Xiao Tong sneered, that expression appeared on such a cute, delicate, and fragile little face that looked particularly incongruous, Bao Datong felt uncomfortable for a while, and stretched out his hand downstairs, "Please come in!" He said again.

Facing each other upstairs and downstairs like this, Bao Datong used his mana to draw a spell on his eyes, and saw the faint black gas around Xiao Tong's body, and there was a larger black gas hovering above him, faintly the image of a girl with a comb on her hair. These two black gases are connected inexorably, as if a little boy is carrying a little girl on his back, and the black gas is not pure black, there is a trace of red in the middle, as if a piece of black cloth oozes blood.

"The two are together, the banshee is still in the body of the child, and the banshee has not borrowed the body." Bao Datong briefly explained the situation and saw that the little boy had entered the building.

The sound of 'da-da-da' footsteps came from the hallway, because the emptiness and silence were particularly clear, judging by the sound and rhythm alone, the heavy sound of a little boy jumping and walking unsteadily. The three people in the room looked at each other, and they were all prepared according to the plan.

It's just that the footsteps are never far or close, they have been walking, but they have never been able to walk, according to the normal physical distance, they should have walked into the room a long time ago, but the thousands of miles by the door have been guarding for a long time, but nothing has come out from behind the open door. He understood that the demon boy was challenging his psychology and kept him nervous all the time, but they didn't show up, consuming his physical strength and energy. But the demon boy didn't know that the bloodwood sword was in his hand, so he wasn't nervous at all, as long as he paid a little attention, anyway, as long as a spirit approached, the bloodwood sword would glow to remind him, if the demon boy appeared in the physical condition, even if he was infinitely powerful because of his evil power, but with his physique and strength, the demon boy would not be able to please him.

The sound continued, and the three people in the room remained silent, and after a while, the footsteps suddenly changed rhythm, and after stopping for a while, the voice was much softer and the speed slowed down, as if a child was tiptoeing towards the room!

Suddenly-

A gust of wind blew in through the window, Bao Datong flashed slightly, the wind brushed his body, rushed into the room, circled in midair, and blew towards Ruan Zhan in the corner like eyes.

Ruan Zhan didn't open his mouth or move, but just stretched out his fingers and flicked it lightly, and the wind that should have been invisible and qualitative seemed to be pushed to change direction, hitting the empty wall, and a piece of wall skin immediately loosened and fell off the wall, leaving two oval black marks on the white miserable wall, like two eyes staring at the three men in the room.

And the moment the skin of the wall peeled off, the bloodwood sword emitted a beautiful red light, and a small, double-haired head slowly stretched in.

The owner of the head was too short, only a little above his knees for the tall Wanli, so he held the bloodwood sword and stood by the door with his hands on his chest and looked down. I saw that the other head was sticking in little by little, as if he wanted to see the situation in every corner of the room before he would come in. It's just that her head keeps stretching forward, but her body is never visible, and her neck is constantly elongated like a rubber band.

Seeing that the banshee's snooping movements showed no signs of stopping, Wan Li put down the arm holding the bloodwood sword. But instead of slashing directly at the two-foot-long neck, he gave it a 'snap' on the forehead of the head. The moment the bloodwood sword hit the head, a girl screamed, and the black, thin leather band neck shrank back! Then, there was a 'bang' outside the door, as if a heavy object had hit the wall.

Wan Li withdrew the bloodwood sword, reached out and took out a flashlight from his waist, and stood by the door to shine towards the dark corridor. The glow of the flashlight searched the dilapidated hallway for a few seconds, and finally settled on a door diagonally opposite. The door was made of iron, and a thick elastic rope was attached to the railing, and a worn soccer ball was tied to one end of the rope.

"It's an elastic rope with a soccer ball on it." Wanli took a step back, still standing in the door, and said, "He's doing illusions." ”

"It's not an illusion." Bao Datong whispered, "He actually borrowed things!" Be careful—"

Before he finished speaking, Bao Datong suddenly felt something strange behind him, turned his head, and saw green plants all over his eyes in the dim light, he was stunned, and recognized that this plant was a creeper on the outer wall. These vertical green plants of the grape family stretched in at some point, and before he realized what was going on, they tied him up like lightning, so that he didn't even have the time and strength to resist, and only his mouth could speak.

"Behind!" He screamed.

With his scream, the borrowed football that had just been beaten back by Wanli bounced into the room again, it still looked like the head of a little girl, but it was no longer tempting, but rushed straight over, wrapping Wanli's feet!

Wan Li didn't take precautions, he only felt that something was slammed under his feet, and his center of gravity was out of control on the spot, and he fell to the ground, and the bloodwood sword and flashlight fell far away to Bao Datong's feet! Bao Datong immediately stretched out his foot and kicked it, trying to kick the bloodwood sword into Wan Li's hand, but as soon as Wan Li stretched out his hand, the football head suddenly increased its strength and desperately pulled him into the corridor, he didn't have time to snatch things back, so he just grabbed the door frame with both hands and didn't let himself be dragged away!

And Ruan Zhan couldn't save any of them, because this sudden attack happened almost instantaneously. Just when he wanted to rescue his friend, the broken place where the strange wind had hit the wall just now suddenly stretched out two chains formed by black gas, and tied Ruan Zhan up and down. The chains, though invisible, were more powerful than tangible vines and elastic ropes, and seemed to be drawn into his muscles, pulling him against the wall, clinging to it.

At this moment, footsteps sounded again, and a small black shadow appeared in the doorway.

"I thought it was so strong!" He snorted coldly, picked up the flashlight and shone it on his face, and then shone at the three people one by one, "Alas, under the fame, it is actually difficult to match." It's so big, but it's not brainy, and it's all over the age of a dog. He said with a smile, his little face was very gloomy.

"Why do you have to dominate that body, isn't it easier for you to go into battle yourself?" Although trapped, Ruan Zhan's attitude was still very calm, as if he was confronting his opponent, rather than being tied up and unable to move.

"I like this body." The banshee said, "He will grow up little by little, and he has no physical body, how can he be good with the woman inside for a hundred years!" ”

"There are no women in there!" Bao Datong replied quickly.

"It's really three hundred taels of silver here." Banshee said.

Although his voice was immature, it was arrogant, half vulgar, half chewy, obviously the tone of a man who thought himself elegant, but was in fact insidious and vulgar. Presumably because he was too young when he was used as a funeral object, and later after eating away at the old way due to his innate ferocity, he not only inherited his spells, but also his knowledge, way of thinking, and even his cognition of the world were also included in his own body.

As he spoke, he slowly paced towards the back room, and Wan Li hurriedly stopped him, "I said boss, at least you should use your name, I have to know who robbed my sweetheart!" ”

The banshee turned around and waved at Wanli. Wan Li was startled, and subconsciously closed his eyes, thinking that he was going to be unfavorable to himself, but he didn't think that there was anything unusual about his body, except for a pair of cold things, which stretched from his legs to the back of his head, and then suspended on the ground in front of him. He looked closely, and then he saw that it was the dark shadow of the little girl.

This little girl once occupied Zhang Jialin's body, and wanted to possess Xiao Xia's body, but at the moment she was just a black gas. She had probably been out and about, and at this moment her brother called her in, and although she didn't touch the ground, she trampled on her whole body viciously.

"You little girl is really naughty." Wanli struggled to hold on to the door, lest the ever-increasing elastic rope drag him completely into the corridor, "But it's so bad, no man will like it." ”

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