"You know, sister, I don't have a mother... I don't have a sister to play with!"

The little girl's voice lingered in Mingling's ears like a ghost, and she covered her ears desperately and ran away from the many Mingling. The hallway is so long that it gives the impression that any corner will have a pair of eyes staring straight at you. The road beneath my feet began to get darker and darker, as if I had run into some kind of quagmire.

"Sister, I will forgive you for your betrayal!"

The little girl's voice still echoed in the hallway, and it seemed to have a magical power that was irresistible. Ming Ling had no choice but to cut her wrist so that the blood kept dripping, and she kept chanting the basic spell she had mastered. In order to keep oneself awake, this so-called basic mantra is a kind of energy consumption based on sensory stimulation, which is taken when there is a surplus of energy, because when it is cast, the energy will be released from the pores of the body, which will cause a certain irritation to the skin. At this time, the use of this is nothing more than to relieve the magic stimulus through the simplest painful stimulus.

"Eh~ Sister, you're bleeding!"

A small figure was lying around the corner in front of the hallway, unable to make out the expression on his face, but he could read the gloom.

'Da Da~' The sound of the metal heel of the high heel hitting the ground kept echoing in her ears, but Ming Ling found that it was getting darker and darker in front of her. It was dark and I couldn't see anything clearly, but fortunately, the magical calls in my ears were gone. However, now is not the time to relax, after all, no one here knows what will appear in the next second, Ming Ling pulled out her gun from under her purple robe and looked around vigilantly.

The method of sobering herself up just now was actually a waste of physical strength, and Ming Ling didn't know which direction to go, so she just felt the darkness and kept moving along the corridor. However, this is a little different from what she imagined, and she remembers falling from a certain corridor in the Yixiangbi Pavilion, but the place where this will appear is still a corridor. No, it can still be called a corridor when there is some light just now, and you won't be able to see anything, who knows if this is still not the kind of brick walls on both sides as just now. Possibly, the walls that your hands can touch are piles of dead human remains.

"Really, why do you always have a bad feeling!" Mingling muttered to herself.

Somehow, a gust of wind came from behind her. Immediately after that, there was a strange sound of 'Woo Lu Lu~'.

Ming Ling immediately became alert, standing quietly in place, holding the gun in her hand, the nerves in her whole body tensed and tried to feel the slightest change around her. The worst thing about this is that you can't see anything clearly, and even if it's used to the black, it still looks pretty much the same.

As soon as the strange sounds stopped, I heard the laughter of children who remembered 'hee-hee-hee-hee' all around.

Ming Ling suddenly felt a chill on her body, and then suddenly something illuminated her eyes. A moment, only a moment. It was like lightning streaking across the night sky, and the light was fleeting. However, even lightning will have a next flash, and this light is no exception. Suddenly, there was a flash, and Ming Ling was unprepared. Suddenly a little boy's face appeared in front of him, the face was pale, but the lips were red and oozing, and there were blood stains on the corners of the mouth. The eyes, the most terrifying thing is the eyes, they are completely black, even the whites of the eyes are black.

Somehow, at this moment, even Ming Ling, who was known as a genius ghost catcher, was scared. At that moment, I felt a tingling in my back, and my scalp was about to explode. Immediately afterwards, the back of the head was burning, but the body was cold.

The little boy disappeared, but the laughter around him did not stop.

Ming Ling took a few breaths and pointed her gun at the darkness.

"Where?"

Another lightning bolt lit up, and Ming Ling was shot without saying a word. Looking at the little boy's face again, he had just shown a grim smile when he was shot in the head. Then there was a scream.

"Woohoo woo hoo~" Suddenly, the surroundings seemed to be fried. Everywhere was filled with the sound of small children playing.