Suddenly, I heard Moting say that there was a ghost in the house.

There was a "thump" in his heart, and his nerves tensed violently:

"Where, where?"

I opened my mouth in some astonishment, and looked around like Moting.

The room is obviously so big.

If there is a ghost, where is he hiding?

The two of us have a very tacit understanding, directly back to back.

The head kept turning, sweeping every corner of the house.

Mo Ting held a peachwood sword in one hand and a gossip compass in the other.

The compass hand keeps shaking and shaking:

"It's OK, it's in this room.

But, but I don't know where he is? ”

As Mo Ting spoke, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I also became terrified.

We're here to deal with the dirty.

But in the face of the unknown, I am still nervous and will feel scared......

There was nothing else in the house except some old furniture.

If what Moting said is right, then where is this ghost?

I looked at the beams and raised my eyebrows.

Could it be that this filthy thing, lying on the roof?

As soon as I thought of this, I said to Moting:

"Old Mo, is this dirty thing lying on the roof?"

When Mo Ting heard this, he also raised his head sharply.

"Yes, there is a possibility."

The two of us raised our heads, our eyes locked on the roof for a moment.

However, we are looking at the roof.

When I guessed that there was something dirty on the roof, there was a strange noise on the ground not far away.

"Zila, zilazila......"

In this silent old house, there was a sudden strange sound of "Zila".

The sound was like scratching a wooden plank with a fingernail.

It sounds sharp, harsh, and creepy.

"What a sound!"

Moting wondered, looking into the darkness in the corner of the old mansion......

I also looked at the source of the sound with a calm face.

It's not far, just a few meters.

The sound is clear, intermittent, but clear and harsh.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, I don't dare to be careless.

Speaking to Mo Ting beside him, he said:

"Be careful! Maybe it's just dirty. ”

Moting nodded, wary.

Then, Moting and I nervously approached the point of origin.

As we got closer, Moting and I got to see the place clearly.

There's a plank there, and there's a handle on it.

Looks like a cellar entrance?

This kind of setup used to be common in our village.

It is used to store grain, which is easy to access in winter and prevents thieves.

The two of us looked at each other and said in unison:

"Cellar!"

There is a thick layer of ash on the cellar lid, plus there is not enough light.

We didn't find it when we entered the house before.

At this time, if you look closely, you will find that in this position, the yin qi is the heaviest.

Since there are ghosts in this house, and there is a strange noise coming from the mouth of the cellar, there is no need to talk about it.

This ghost must be in this cellar.

"Brother Qin, it seems that you guessed wrong. This filthy thing, in the cellar. ”

As he spoke, Moting took the compass and leaned towards the mouth of the cellar.

It was found that the hands rotated more quickly and violently.

Seeing this, Moting was already 100% sure that it was dirt that was scratching the lid of the cellar.

I nodded:

"Don't be careless, take a look first!"

As I spoke, I stood vigilantly with Moting at the mouth of the cellar and watched for a moment.

There was no sound other than scratching.

Feel the weirdness of this cellar.

"Brother Qin, why didn't you come out of the dirty stuff you said here?"

Mo Tinghu was suspicious.

Not only him, but I also felt strange.

Is this not out? Still can't get out?

Or, could it be the ghosts and babies caught by the evil spirits in this cellar?

Maybe, the little female ghost Lingling who helped me is still alive?

The sound of "zila, zila" continued, as if it was becoming more and more urgent.

Thinking of this, I have another glimmer of hope in my heart.

There's no way Moting and I can't keep talking like this.

Then I said:

"Old Mo, open the lid."

After speaking, I took out the gossip mirror and aimed it at the mouth of the cellar.

Moting didn't hesitate, and leaned forward, ready to open the lid of the cellar.

Once something comes out of it, it will be illuminated by the gossip mirror for the first time.

If it's a fierce spirit.

I will also strike as soon as possible, slashing and slashing dirty things with a peachwood sword to ensure the safety of both of us.

Get ready, and the two of us look at each other.

Moting opened the lid with a slam of force.

But as soon as he exerted his strength, he didn't open the wooden lid.

He moved his shoulders, with the most force.

Hearing a "bang", Moting tore off the iron handle on the cellar lid.

The whole person stumbled and fell to the ground on the spot.

"......"

Moting spoke in surprise.

I looked nervous, and while pointing the gossip mirror in my hand at the mouth of the cellar, I said to Moting:

"Old Mo, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay, why is this lid so heavy, it can't be pulled!"

Moting complained.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a girl's voice came out of the cellar slowly:

"Big brother, is that you?"

The voice is small and weak.

However, Moting and I both heard it very clearly.

The two of us were shocked and stunned on the spot.

But the voice continues:

"I'm Li Lingling, are you, the big brother who stepped on my apple? Woooooo ”

When the other party spoke, it seemed to be very laborious.

There was a kind of words that were squeezed out of his mouth when he was about to die, and finally he let out a choked cry.

When Mo Ting heard this, he was confused.

But when I heard this, my heart was full of turmoil.

His face was shocked, and he said in surprise:

"Lingling! Yes, it's me, I'm the one who stepped on your apple......"