Different from his previous experience, after entering the Duanting Mansion, there was an indescribable weirdness and distortion, Jiang Chenchuan gradually came to his senses, and when he saw what was in front of him clearly, he stretched out a tentacle like a mycelium from the white square box, and then retracted it a little.

"It's good I didn't touch it, Iwell, it made me feel dangerous."

Seeing this scene, Leonides breathed a sigh of relief, the dark mansion was empty, and only some unusual sounds could be faintly heard, like people walking, and like whispers hiding in the dark.

Hang the lantern on your waist and go up the stairs, which, according to Leonid, would have been trapped in early winter and would not be able to leave.

There was a strong smell of blood in the hallway, an icy chill seeping in endlessly through the window, and a shadow deeper than the darkness remained on the floor, which looked like a human shape.

Leonid let out an exclamation, this former genius had never seen such a bloody and cruel picture.

"What do you see?"

Unlike the fear that Leonid faced, Jiang Chenchuan could only roughly judge the source of the smell by his feelings, and he could only ask out loud.

"A corpse...... It looks like he just died. ”

Cruel words came out of Leonid's mouth, and the quiet mansion suddenly sounded, and the sound of slow-moving footsteps echoed around them, and they could feel the presence of someone even though there was nothing.

"We're in a twist."

No one knows the history of the Western-style building and why it has become what it is today, so they can only keep moving forward to explore the secrets hidden under the twist.

Until...... While passing by a certain room, Jiang Chenchuan heard a vague conversation from inside.

"Leon...... Are we going to die here? ”

"No, it won't! Don't be afraid ......."

"But...... However, I saw Jason's body...... If he dies, will we die too? ”

"No, it won't! Believe me! ”

"But what can we do but wait?"

“……”

Immediately afterward, the original silence and eerie silence returned.

With the idea of temptation, Jiang Chenchuan opened the door, and when he cautiously stepped into the space of the bedroom, many pictures flashed in front of him, the blood-stained world, the screams that filled his ears, and the furniture covered with white cloth, and several scenes like memories, as if the rapid play of a movie, was constantly flickering.

For a while, he couldn't move, he could only stay in place motionless, the distortion in Leonid's eyes had reached a point of madness, I am afraid that Jiang Chenchuan had a deep awakening, and he often came into contact with the darkness, like a nightmare, trapping him in place.

I can't look any further, there is no one in the room, the conversations of those teenagers are like audio recorded by the room, waiting for people passing by to see the mirage-like picture, several black shadows walked past Jiang Chenchuan, they carried kerosene lamps, holding each other's hands, but they couldn't touch it, it was just a phantom.

"Ewelly, use your strength to protect yourself from the afterimage of time."

As if stuck in a quagmire, he was suddenly awakened by Leonid's voice, Jiang Chenchuan held his forehead, and looked pained on his face.

This kind of scene from the time warp that remains in the space has nothing to do with willpower, no matter how firm Jiang Chenchuan's will is, he can't quickly break free from the illusion.

"Oh, be careful, my old friend!" Leonid stepped forward to remind intimately.

"Why is this happening?"

Jiang Chenchuan could clearly feel that those were real pictures.

"It's probably that the more different times are superimposed, the more chaotic the space becomes, all living beings are distorted together, and only by finding out the source as soon as possible can we stop the distortion of the foreign pavilion."

Leonid could only say that, he had been dead for many years, and the world in the eyes of the dead was very different from that of the living, and he could see that in this precarious space, there was a risk of collapse at every moment.

"Help! Please, don't ...... Don't kill me! ”

Suddenly, there was a young man's cry for help in his ears, and the sound of footsteps like a frenzied escape sounded upstairs, and in the unknown darkness, no one knew what was waiting for them.

Leon stared blankly at the figure floating in front of him, his head was in confusion, and when the real fear came, he didn't know how to resist, he wouldn't run for his life, he just stopped in place.

Only when the blood mist bloomed in front of his eyes, as if through the hazy shadows, he saw a demon with golden eyes, and an unfamiliar language sounded in the air, and he could feel an invisible force that wanted to tear his body apart.

Run!

I can only run!

Leon weakly began his escape, but everything was so painful, he ran back into the corridor, as if he could hear lightning and thunder outside the window, and it was raining frantically, and he barely raised his head, as if a hanged corpse was hanging in front of him.

"Ahhh ——”

In the flash of thunder and lightning, he could see the face of the hanged man.

"How...... Will ......"

The emotions that had been extremely frightened and frightened instantly calmed down, the breeze lifted the corner of his skirt, and the flowing blood fell to the ground dripping, and he knelt on the ground weakly, not caring about the figure chasing him behind him.

"Jane?"

Leon's whole body trembled, and all the hope he held was the corpse in front of him.

"Why do you ...... Also dead? ”

The heart kept falling, the dark shadows approaching, and finally stopped behind him, slender hands reaching out from the mist, caressing his shoulders and slowly moving to his neck.

Are you going to strangle me?

Leon had given up struggling, because he knew that even struggling was useless, everyone was dead, Jason's turned head exploded, and the other two partners were also killed, and he was the only one left, only he was alive.

Grief came from the heart, and there seemed to be a kind of coldness against his head, sharp and sharp, as if it could take his life with a slight force.

Leon could feel the tear in his skin, and he closed his eyes, waiting for the final moment to come.

But the expected stinging didn't come, and the cold moved down, pinching his face by the way.

"Really...... Like a living person? ”

From that terrible shadow, a hoarse and indistinct female voice came.

"Help! Please, don't ...... Don't kill me! ”

The boy let out a hysterical roar, the last desperate cry for help he could make, his cold fingers letting go of him, and the shadows gradually dimmed.

Early Winter looked down at her hand, and she seemed to understand that what she had killed was not a strange and extraordinary creature, nor was it a ghost.

Rather, a living man......