What the old man said was not unreasonable. When Qingzi and I came out of southern Xinjiang, we had been around for several months, and we had been to many places, but I had never been to the sea.

According to Qingzi's temper, it makes sense to buy a boat ticket without warning and go to the sea alone. Thinking about it like this, I feel a lot more at ease. It's not early. He came out of Old Man Qian's shop and went home with an umbrella.

Today was just an ordinary day, but I didn't expect so many things to happen one after another. I just felt a little exhausted, the food was already cold, and I didn't have an appetite for food, so I packed it all into the kitchen. After sitting on the sofa for a while, he glanced at the sky outside, then went downstairs to take off his shoes and socks and burrow into the cold bone well.

Actually, the woman in Qingzi is not here tonight, and no one will know even if I am lazy. But perhaps in the past few years, I have developed a habit, and if I don't go down, I feel a little uncomfortable.

The bottom of the well is still cold, but after a few years of tempering, I am not too afraid of the cold air in it. I sank to the bottom of the well, sat cross-legged in the water, and continued to exercise my eyes in the well as I always did.

In the cold water, there was silence, and I don't know how long later, I suddenly heard a very slight clanging sound. The sound seemed to be the rubbing of some metal object, coming from the water. The voice is a little distorted.

I was startled and immediately opened my eyes in the water. At this time, the well was still as dark as night, but since the night eye was opened, even in such a place where the five fingers could not be reached, the place where the eye could see was as clear as day.

After a while, I heard another clanging sound. I got up from the bottom of the well, let the water float up, and stopped in front of the strange skeleton. I watched it for a long time, but I didn't find anything unusual. But the sound just now was clearly the sound of the chains on its body striking.

In this cold bone well, the water is basically dead, and there will be no convection. If there is no external force, the chain will not be able to make a sound on its own.

I waited a little longer, but the sound of the chains clattering was gone, and it never came again. I don't know what's going on today. Strange things happen. I just felt upset and irritable, as if something big was going to happen, but I didn't know what it was, and I couldn't say how uncomfortable it was.

It had to surface. Nor did he rely on a rope, but climbed up the wall of the well with his bare hands.

Since three years ago, Qingzi has stopped throwing ropes down for me, and I can only climb up on my own. I remember the first time. I crawled all night, and every time I had just climbed a section, I fell back into the water, and if I hadn't been a little accustomed to the cold at the bottom of the well, I would have died that night. After years of repeated practice, I have become comfortable at this time.

After taking a bath, I got on the hemp rope that lay across the house. I've gotten used to sleeping over the years, and I don't have to worry about falling off the rope in my sleep. It's just that the door to the opposite room is open tonight. The people in it were not there, which made me very unaccustomed to it for a while, plus today's Dong Ye's affairs, I couldn't sleep when I was spinning around in my head.

The phantom of the two ghost girls appeared opposite me by the window as always, their faces were covered by their long hair, and the white bodies were much larger than before. It's also a lot taller. Over the years, as I have grown older, these two ghost girls have actually grown up little by little. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it.

stared at the white bodies of the two of them for a few moments, and seemed to hear Qingzi sneer: "Look again." Beware of being gouged out of the eye! His scalp was numb, and he immediately turned his gaze and didn't dare to look at it again.

My heart was messy, and I thought about it for a long time. I finally fell asleep in a daze. I don't know when I heard a strange sound vaguely. I was half awake at once, and I vaguely heard the strange tone that seemed to be someone singing.

I had a numb scalp. I came to my senses completely. We are very deserted around us, and we don't have any neighbors, where does the singing sound come from in the middle of the night?

I opened my eyes, but my body didn't move.

Beside me, less than a foot away from me, there were two figures standing at this time, but they were not Lin Wenjing and Liu Nan, two ghost girls, but two tall men, naked, with a strange bright red skin around them, holding a machete in their hands, shaking and shaking, slowly walking around the room.

I held my breath and looked around quickly. I noticed that the whole room had changed, and it was no longer the bedroom I was used to. Instead, it became another room that I was completely unfamiliar with. Only the hemp rope under me still straddles there, holding me steadily.

The blue-gray walls, the bluestone floor, the few damaged wooden tables and chairs scattered around, and the whole room was filled with a rotten musty smell, as if no one had been in for a long time.

In the corners, several large clay jars are neatly placed.

This scene. It seems strange, and yet it seems familiar. With a thrill in my heart, I suddenly thought of something that Old Man Qian had said at that time.

Many years ago, Old Man Qian's little uncle, who was a policeman, once stepped into No. 87 for the first time with his master. That night, Old Man Qian's uncle's master disappeared here, and his bones were gone.

According to Old Man Qian's recollection, his uncle entered a dusty room with several large clay pots against the wall, which were very similar to the ones I saw in front of me.

I was soaked in cold sweat as soon as I brushed my back. Over the years, Qingzi and I have lived here every day, and there have never been any moths, so I almost forgot that what I live in now is actually a murderous mansion that kills people without blood.

I originally thought it was my luck, and this murderous house was not fierce after I bought it, but now that I think about it, I was probably suppressed by Qingzi with means before. As soon as she walked away tonight, the fucking hell kicked out immediately.

I cursed a few words in my heart, but I didn't even dare to reach out to wipe the cold sweat rolling down my forehead. The two bright red men wandered around the room with knives a few times, but they never seemed to notice me.

I could clearly feel the touch of my back lying on the hemp rope, indicating that I was still in my own room. Back then, the man surnamed Gu said that this building had already been changed into the Nine Yin Pagoda by Bai Wenchong, one of the owners of this house, and it was estimated that it was somewhat similar to the cinnabar ghost building with a dead face, and it was full of obstacles, as long as people entered it, they would get lost in it.

It's just that the cinnabar ghost building with a dead face is full of dead things, but there are two strange men here, which are very weird. I couldn't help but stare at the two figures, and just at this time, one of them staggered around, and suddenly saw this person's face, and immediately shivered.

One of the man's faces was also red. It's like a boiled crab, but its eyes are grayish-white.

I always felt that something was wrong with this man, and as I pondered, I suddenly saw the machete in the man's hand. He slashed me on the head, and before I could turn my mind, my feet instinctively hooked my body, and I fell down, and I could avoid it.

I felt a scorching stream of air pass through the tip of my nose, and my skin immediately got goosebumps.

My heart was beating wildly, and that's when I finally knew what was wrong. It turns out that these two men don't look like boiled crabs, but they are really cooked!

The machete that passed through the tip of my nose was still steaming hot!

I didn't have time to think about it, and another knife came over, and I quickly swung off the rope and rolled on the spot, only to hear a "dang" sound, and the blade looked at the floor next to my head, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

Fuck, it looks too real to look like an illusion at all! I had no time to think about it, I rolled on the ground a few times, and when I saw a staircase in the corner, I rushed up. When I went upstairs, I was stunned, this is the second floor in my impression, but all the rooms are closed.

The babbling of singing can be faintly heard, and it floated from nowhere. I turned around and glanced down the stairs, and saw that it was still pitch black below, but the two cooked men hadn't followed.