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At this time, the night is shrouded and the drizzle is falling.

The haunted house of the black hole lies lonely on the side of the road at the entrance of the village, silent and unusually lifeless.

This row of so-called haunted houses is just that it has been uninhabited for a long time after the dead people, so it has ended up so dead and desolate.

The room where Kawayiliu lived was in the middle, with one room on the left and one on the left, and next to the room on the right was a dilapidated cowshed.

Afterwards, He Yiliu realized that due to his momentary arrogance, the middle room he was in was so incredible in a series of shocks tonight, it can be described as dangerous, and every step was terrifying, almost so that he could not see the sun the next day.

"I'm leaving, you're the only one left here, you're a guest of our village, I hope you get a good night's sleep. "Wu Shan is in the walkway.

He Yiliu smiled: "It's really like a big coffin here, sleeping in the coffin, ghosts don't come to disturb you." ”

Wu Shan was also happy: "No matter how windy and rainy it is tonight, you don't pay attention to it, otherwise, you won't be able to sleep peacefully all night." ”

Crunch –

Wu Shan walked out of the house and closed the door with his backhand.

Crunch –

Wu Shan pushed the door open again.

He Yiliu really didn't want to hear this piercing doorway sound again, and she wanted to sick her stomach.

"By the way, legend has it that this place is haunted, but none of us have seen it, if you really meet a ghost tonight, you must tell me what this ghost looks like tomorrow, how powerful it is, Wu Shan is young, curious. Wu Shan smiled slightly, and the words came out of his mouth, he was actually very calm, he was really young and didn't know the sky, and he was not afraid in his heart.

Wu Shan was gone, and with the stabbing sound of the last doorshaft, his footsteps gradually drifted away.

He Yiliu fell on the bed, but he couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep, his head resting on his arms, staring at the ceiling with thousands of holes.

Several times, he seemed to see a skeleton leap from the black rumbling ceiling, with miserable green eyes and a crimson tongue

"Damn, look at the knife!"

He Yiliu was red-eyed, and with a "bang", he pointed at the hideous ceiling with a lancet, and said loudly:

"It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, if you don't let me sleep tonight, I'll dismantle you!"

The lancet glowed with the cold light, and it was equally terrifying.

Ha Yiliu knew that he was hallucinating, and the high level of tension made him tired and sharp.

Ha Yiliu is finally asleep!

In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly rose sharply, and the rain changed from silk to dripping.

I don't know how long it took, He Yiliu was awakened by the rattling of broken window paper.

He sat up suddenly, listening carefully to the wind and rain outside, and there was a sense of foreboding in his heart.

This kind of ominous is what I fear, and it is exactly what I have been looking forward to for a long time.

The beastly consciousness told him that he could no longer sleep, and that he must wake up, otherwise he would fall asleep forever.

He Yiliu subconsciously felt that something was definitely approaching him step by step.

It was an unfathomable threat.

The posterior carotid artery was throbbing, the chest cavity could no longer hide the sound of the heartbeat, and every deep breath felt the scars on every part of the body aching.

Experience tells Ha Yiliu that danger is coming!

The danger is right outside the door.

Because every pore, every nerve, tells He Yiliu that there is no second life here except for himself.

If not a ghost.

Ha Yiliu swooped out of bed, tiptoed to the door, and put her ear to the door.

He heard "sand, sand, sand." ”

He Yiliu's pupils contracted instantly, because such a sound was extremely slight, one step at a time, the contact with the ground was both heavy and careful, it sounded like it should be a person walking, but I really couldn't imagine that anyone would walk in such a way.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Five meters, four meters, two meters!

When he got closer, his footsteps came to the door, and he suddenly stopped.

A door that separates the river from the footsteps.

He Yiliu held her breath in silence, and her footsteps stopped moving forward.

Stalemate, deadlock!

He Yiliu guessed that if the footsteps outside the door were not ghosts, they must be extremely terrifying villains, because he was too bizarre.

Whether it's a ghost or a wicked person, does he know that inside the door is the famous He Yiliu?

"Stinky guy, come on, whatever you are, as long as you push the door open, we will see life and death!" He Yiliu held the knife in his hand, and the red jade bead on the handle of the willow blade was suspended in the air, trembling gently, as if shouting.

Outside, the wind was sharper and the rain was heavier.

Inside and outside the door, in a silent place.

Don't fall in silence, explode in silence. Ha Yiliu decided to strike first.

"Smack——!

He Yiliu slapped the door open with one palm, and suddenly, he felt a cold wind swept in, and the raindrops swept on his face, cold to the bone.

At the foot of the doorway stood a phantom that blended perfectly with the night, it was extremely tall and faceless, and the part of its facial features that should have been bumpy and concave was actually gray and flat.

Ha Yiliu had seen it, and on the first night, when Akiba Fei chased out the window, it was it who came to this room and wanted his life.

I remember that the weapons it used at that time were extremely heavy, and the lancet in the hands of He Yiliu was to bully the small.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out that time.

This time, it must not be bargaining.

"Come on, whether you're a human or a ghost, or a killer, or whatever, see who will kill whom!"

He Yiliu believes that on such a night when the ghost is shouting, it is still here to ask for its own life, and instead of letting it ask for its own life, it is better to counteract it with its own life and take its ghost head!

Ha Yiliu has made up her mind, and the Lancet knows it, and quickly licks towards the phantom!

The first slash was hollow. Where the knife went, the phantom suddenly became like a bubble, only to burst once, and stood to the side staring at him.

Ha Yiliu was amazed, few people could avoid their first sword, but it was very light and ghostly.

The phantom is really tall, and Fang Cai's first knife is obviously aimed at its waist, but its waist is not on its waist, but it seems to be on the head of He Yiliu.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's my turn!"

The Phantom Urn laughed angrily, as if a muffled thunder was rolling in the sky.

I saw a faint blue light suddenly split through the darkness of the night, and hit straight towards Heyiliu, only to hear a thud, a firework splashed in the darkness, and two blades crossed together were instantly reflected.

One is delicate and sharp, and the other is as heavy as a board.

Delicate and sharp nature is a lancet.

What is it that is as thick as a board? The first night, He Yiliu didn't see it clearly, but this time he saw it clearly.

That's a big guillotine!

- A big guillotine for cutting hay!

Is there any reason for the Lancet not to suffer losses against such a heavy weapon?

He Yiliu was not afraid at this time, only wild bravery, and said with confidence: "Come on, let's see!"

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