What is this sound? Something seems to be rolling in the hallway outside the door?

Then she heard footsteps, and two male prisoners walked briskly.

Her face changed, and she looked around, and the only thing that could hide people in this room was the wardrobe.

Boom.

It seemed as if something had hit the wall, and then a male prisoner was heard saying, "Why is the door broken? Has someone already gone in?"

"Whoever it is, kill it." Another male prisoner said viciously.

The two male prisoners cautiously walked in, and they actually had weapons in their hands, ancient scimitars used for decoration, and they didn't know where they had found them.

Their eyes were wary and fierce, and they began to rummage through the room, and one of them turned his head to look at the closet and walked over step by step.

Songxi hid in the layers of clothes, and his muscles tensed.

She was ready, and as soon as the other party opened the closet door, she rushed out and killed him.

Even if the other party has a weapon in his hand and she is injured, she is not the opponent of the other party at all, and she cannot sit still.

She's going to fight to the death.

However, the outstretched hand of the male prisoner suddenly began to dry up.

"Ahh The male prisoner's eyes widened in horror.

The other male prisoner turned around and saw that his body was rapidly shriveling, as if an invisible demon was rapidly sucking life force, and in just a few minutes, he was sucked into a dried corpse.

"Ahh Seeing the miserable situation of his companions, even if they were all thugs who licked blood with knives, the male prisoner couldn't hold it anymore, he screamed like crazy, turned around and rushed out the door.

"Ghosts, ghosts! Help, there's a ghost!"

He screamed and ran away, and Songxi breathed a sigh of relief in the cabinet, and seeing that there was no movement outside, he pushed open the cabinet door and walked out cautiously.

There was silence outside, except for the corpse on the ground.

Nothing.

It's because there's nothing that makes it even weirder.

Why was this male prisoner cursed? Why is the other one okay?

What exactly did he do?

"Stop!" A female voice suddenly came, and Songxi's movements instinctively paused.

The window suddenly opened, and two men jumped in.

"Su Heng? Apa?" Songxi frowned, and his tone was unfriendly: "What do you want to do?"

Bai Zhou said, "If you go down this foot, you will also die."

Songxi said angrily, "You curse me?"

"Look at your feet."

Songxi lowered his head and saw a small red plastic ball at his feet.

The ball was the size of an adult's head and looked like it was used to tease dogs.

Bai Zhou said, "This is the law of killing people in that ghost painting. Once someone kicks this little red ball, they will be cursed by the ghost painting."

Song Xi suddenly remembered that before the two male prisoners came in, there was a "bang" sound in the corridor.

It was clearly the sound of accidentally kicking a plastic ball and hitting a wall.

She suddenly felt creepy, and cold sweat came down all of a sudden.

The mansion is carpeted with all sorts of patterns, and no one notices the balls underfoot.

The carpet in the main hall is red, and when the male prisoner who violated Apa came in, he accidentally kicked the plastic ball, and he was cursed!

What's more, if you don't know that this ball is related to the curse, even if you kick it, no one will take it seriously.

This small ball is like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, with which the ghost painting can silently harvest the life of the intruder.

Songxi's face was pale, and he was terrified.

She looked up at Bai Zhou, and once again showed a puzzled look: "Why did you save me?"

"Because you are innocent." Bai Zhou said seriously, "Innocent people don't deserve to die here."

Song Xi's eyes moved for a moment.

But she quickly returned to normal and said coldly, "This

I owe you, and in return, I can tell you some secrets about this mansion."

"Wait." Bai Zhou suddenly said, "Don't be in a hurry to say it yet, I haven't finished my words yet."

Songxi looked at her puzzled.

Bai Zhou said: "The appearance of this ball here is not a coincidence, let alone a ghost painting manipulation, but someone deliberately did it."

Songxi was shocked: "You mean, someone is trying to harm me?"

Bai Zhou nodded: "At that time, I broke the matter of the male prisoner violating the law of murder in the hall, and among the people, one person guessed the law of killing in the ghost painting."

"This man is also bold, he found this ball, deliberately placed it in the hallway, and used the two male prisoners just now to test whether the curse was effective."

"As you can see, he deliberately put the ball outside the cabinet again, so that when you come out, you unconsciously kick the ball, and once you kick the ball, you will die."

Songxi was creepy.

This person is in a camp step by step, almost a dead end.

"Who is this man?" She asked through gritted teeth.

Bai Zhou said, "That person is still here."

Song Xi suddenly felt a chill in her back, as if a yin wind was sweeping, instinctively dodging, only to see an axe cut off from the top of her head, grazing her shoulder, if she reacted a little slower, she would become a revenant under the axe.