"Only that Buddha is the real ...... Is it evil?" Yang Wanwan repeated the words of the white-clothed monk, but there was obvious hesitation and uncertainty at the end of his words.

Seeing her like this, the white-clothed monk lost his calm, he stepped forward and held Yang Wanwan's hand, between the movements, the monk's clothes danced a ripple, and his tone continued to rise because he wanted to convince her, "That Buddha...... What I don't want you to meet, it's obviously forged by my own hands, but it has a magical nature. Wanwan, you believe me, okay?"

His tone was a little humble, and from the direction of Liu Sanqian, he could see that the eyes behind the mask were already wet red. He desperately hoped that this girl named "Yang Wanwan" would believe what he said, and his tone seemed to be low to dust.

"You believe me once, okay?"

Perhaps the tone of the white-clothed monk was too sad, and the emotions carried in it were too strong, Yang Wanwan looked at the eyes behind the mask, and couldn't help but nodded, "Okay." ”

When those words were spoken, the white-clothed monk seemed to be relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Help, there's a monster!" At that moment, outside the small kitchen door, the sound of several people running at the same time was heard, and they were howling and stumbling in the dark.

Judging from the sounds, many people fell to the ground while running. Before they could get up, they were trampled on a part of their bodies by someone running behind them, and they let out a moan of pain.

"They finally found out that this place is full of demons," Bai Yi leaned to the door, paying attention to the movement outside, "It should be that you broke the formation on the stairs, and the fox demons in charge have all been sent to find a few of us, so the little demon and the priest did not find out at the first time, and the humans have escaped from the third floor." ”

"Is there anyone inside, woo woo woo, open the door, the monster is coming, save me, help me!" The wooden door was being banged frantically, and the girl outside saw the light coming out of the crack in the door, and the figure of someone walking, and slapped the wooden door unwillingly, hoping that the people inside would soften their hearts and let her in.

"Open the door!"

"Fuck open the door for me!"

"If you don't open the door again, Lao Tzu will smash the door open. We won't survive, and you won't be spared. ”

The girl's cry attracted more people, several men who were forced to hurry, swearing and knocking frantically on the door.

"Open the door, let's open the door," Yang Wanwan couldn't stand it and covered her ears, "If you don't open the door, they will be killed by monsters." ”

The white-clothed monk grabbed Yang Wanwan's body and walked towards the door, his eyes fixed on the short knife inserted in the center of the formation, "No." Once the door is opened, the formation will fail, and the demons will attack. When the time comes, I won't be able to protect you. Wanwan, I've waited too long for you to see you die in front of my eyes again. I'm never going to let that happen. ”

"What does ......it mean to die in your eyes again?

The white-clothed monk interrupted her words, he held the hand on Yang Wanwan's wrist as if he felt something, his voice was excited, the muscles in his neck trembled, and the words that came out were completely incredulous, "How can this Buddha bead be here with you? How can it be with you? It is obviously broken, how can it be? Where did you get it, you say, you say!"

Yang Wanwan was frightened by the white clothes, she couldn't pull out her hand, she was shrinking her shoulders and trembling.

Liu Sanqian stepped forward and wanted to tear away the white-clothed monk's hand with full strength, "Let go, you hurt her!"

"Is it still a step late, why am I always one step late?" Bai Yi said in a daze, letting go of Yang Wanwan's wrist, just the faint mutter, which sounded extremely mournful, as if he had repeatedly missed a treasure.

He chuckled twice, seemingly drunk without drinking.

When Yang Wanwan looked into those eyes again, the red eyes behind his mask seemed to be similar to the pair of demonic red eyes in the dream.

She didn't know what the feeling in her heart was, but the beating heart in her chest seemed to be crumpled into a crumpled ball.

"Ahh

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, ahh

"It hurts, woo-woo-"

The screams outside were even more heart-rending, something pierced the flesh and bones, and there was a popping sound. Blood seemed to splash and fell on the wooden door and the ground.

Tick tock. It was like a shower of rain.

There was a thud, and the flesh slammed against the wooden door. The sound of flesh sticking and tearing apart did not stop for a long time.

Gradually, the screams subsided, and only faint whimpering and cries for help remained.

"Ahh

She screamed bitterly, as if she had been discovered by a demon in the dark, and then she groaned in pain a few times, and could only make a "hmm, hmm" sound, as if she was choked by something.

"Save her, save her only!" Yang Wanwan said, and without waiting for anyone to answer, she opened the wooden door.

The light from the small kitchen illuminates the darkness outside. The white-clothed monk hurriedly pulled Yang Wanwan's body and protected her behind him.

Yang Wanwan poked her head out and looked at the world outside the small kitchen: there were countless corpses, piled up on the floor of the corridor, and the dark liquid flowed into a small river.

Those who died, their eyes were still open, and they probably didn't understand until they died, how they could meet real demons when they were just invited to a makeup party. Their bodies were already scattered in fragments, and the wreckage was piled high and messy. There was a severed arm, across the doorway of the kitchenette.

"Ahh

In the darkness, a pair of swaying feet could be seen. Long white dress.

The girl who was caught by the monster seemed to be the girl in Sadako's appearance, and she was strangled by the neck by a pair of hands and lifted into the air.

"Save her!" Yang Wanwan tugged at the corner of the white-clothed monk's clothes and whispered.

Bai Yi sighed, pulled out the short knife Wuyi inserted in the center of the formation, stepped forward with one step, and stabbed at the demon in the darkness.

"When-" There was a sound, and the senseless seemed to have stabbed some metal, and it resonated with a trembling resonance.

The demon that was hidden in the darkness was attracted by the sudden attack. It took a few steps closer to the light source, and still held on to Sadako's neck with one hand.

The light shone on the demon's body, but it reflected a more transparent light, which was extremely bright.

Yang Wanwan and Liu Sanqian looked at the demon and their eyes widened.

It, clothed in gold brocade, has a large Japanese disc on its forehead. He wears a bun and dances in a beautiful dress. Yan Fu sandalwood purple Mo gold.

It was the statue of the Buddha that should have had a broken arm, but now it has strangely given birth to two arms. One hand chokes Sadako-sama's neck, and the other holds a strange weapon.

Its face was half lost in the light, half hidden in the shadows, and its eyes were narrowed for three points, as if smiling rather than smiling. Demonic nature.