"This is the first floor of Helenburgh?" There is no reason why Chen Yinjun does not express such feelings.

Because when he came to his senses, he was already in a luxurious hall that looked very spacious.

The hall is decorated with all kinds of luxurious artworks and furniture, making people feel as if they are in a mysterious palace of art, and there are all kinds of exquisite huge oil paintings hanging on the walls, but I don't know if it is Chen Yinjun's illusion, he feels that the heads of the characters on these portraits also seem to be unclear.

The ceiling is adorned with magnificent crystal chandeliers, bright and brilliant, in contrast to the dim lighting of the cloister on the second floor.

The hall is surrounded by equally luxurious-looking sofas and tables, making people feel as if they are in a gorgeous and mysterious world, and faintly, there seems to be a sound of music reverberating, as if music is being played.

If this is a banquet hall held in a luxurious manor, I believe no one will have any opinion, but if it is said that this is a scene that appears in an extremely dangerous and supernatural place, I am afraid that many people will scoff at it.

However, this is the reality that Chen Yinjun saw with his own eyes.

"It's like being in another place, compared to the first floor, the cloister on the second floor is nothing."

Even though he already knew that this was a supernatural place and couldn't be measured with common sense, Chen Yinjun still had a little difficulty imagining that such two completely different scenes would appear on the upper and lower floors of the same building.

Almost subconsciously, Chen Yinjun turned around and turned around, but in the next second, Chen Yinjun's eyes suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed unconsciously: "It's gone, the stairs have disappeared." ”

Obviously, he ran down the stairs, but at this moment, there was no trace of the stairs behind Chen Yinjun, and instead of them, there were huge oil paintings, on which were painted art that Chen Yinjun couldn't understand.

"The melody hasn't stopped, how could that staircase disappear under the influence of the supernatural?"

"Huh? No, the recording, it actually stopped! ”

Suddenly, as if he realized something, Chen Yinjun hurriedly put down the two candlesticks in his hand, and took out the mobile phone from his arms.

The screen of the mobile phone is still lit, and the interface is still stuck in the recording interface, but there is no sound on the mobile phone at this moment.

"Even the weird melody is gone!"

Not only did the recording that had been playing on a loop stop, but even the weird melody that Chen Yinjun tried to turn off but couldn't turn off before didn't know when it had disappeared.

"Is it the reason for the cheongsam female ghost?"

Chen Yinjun suddenly thought of the figure of the cheongsam female ghost he saw at the moment he ran down the stairs, the weird melody has a close relationship with it, and the weird melody that he can't turn off does not mean that the cheongsam female ghost is the same.

Chen Yinjun speculated that perhaps it was because of the appearance of the cheongsam female ghost that the weird melody in the recording was consumed, so the recording that had been playing on a loop could be stopped.

Don't look at it, it seems that the cheongsam female ghost will be summoned because of the sound of the weird melody, as if the cheongsam female ghost is relying on the weird melody to exist.

But in Chen Yinjun's view, the relationship between the two happens to be reversed.

It is because of the female ghost of the cheongsam, or it should be said that it is because of the existence of the red cheongsam lady that these three weird melodies appear, and the sound of these three weird melodies is more like providing a positioning coordinate for the red cheongsam female corpse, so that the red cheongsam female corpse can appear in the position where the melody sounds.

"Zizizi~!"

However, at this moment, the gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling of the hall on the first floor of Helenburgh began to flicker and flicker.

The flickering lights immediately made Chen Yinjun vigilant, and he keenly sensed that this light was very wrong.

"What's coming out?"

Chen Yinjun put the mobile phone back into his arms, and then picked up the two candlesticks that had just been placed on the ground and placed them on his chest, his eyes shining, and he was always aware of the strange situation that might appear around him.

At the same time, he was also scanning the possible escape from Helen Castle, and he had not forgotten that his purpose was to leave this dangerous and supernatural place.

"Although this hall on the first floor looks luxurious, it is like the cloister on the second floor, it is closed, and there is no other way to go, is it possible to use the supernatural power to reveal it like a manifestation staircase?"

But Chen Yinjun thought about it, if this was the case, then wouldn't it seem redundant that the bell ringing on the way out of Helenburgh in the method he had left for himself in the recording.

Just when Chen Yinjun was still speculating, suddenly, the various crystal chandeliers on the ceiling seemed to have reached the apex of a support, and with a "bang", the luxurious hall that was still brightly lit just now instantly became dark. 33

Only the two candlesticks in Chen Yinjun's hands were still emitting white candlelight, illuminating his front.

And because there was no suppression of those weird black fogs, the range that the candlelight could illuminate became much larger, but at the same time, Chen Yinjun also noticed that there were not many burning white candles left in the candlestick in his hand.

The lights in the hall seemed to be just the beginning, and then even greater changes came flooding in.

Under the illumination of white candlelight, Chen Yinjun saw that the original luxurious hall seemed to have gone through dozens or hundreds of years of baptism at once.

The ornate crystal chandelier fell apart from the ceiling at once, supported only by a hook, and swayed as if it had fallen in the next second.

The white, bright floor cracked, covered in a thick layer of dust, and emitted a damp, dark smell.

The sofas and tables, which also looked very luxurious, also became tattered, and even the legs of some tables were directly broken, and the whole table fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a spacious hall that had just been a place of luxury and luxury had suddenly become a dilapidated place.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the huge oil paintings hanging on the wall, but in Chen Yinjun's eyes, these oil paintings that have not changed themselves are even more shocking.

At least at this moment, in Chen Yinjun's opinion, the portraits on these oil paintings seem to have become more vivid.

At the same time, in front of Chen Yinjun, a gate that looked equally dilapidated appeared, and the glass inlaid on it had already become a spider web, and faintly, to the west, it could be seen that there was an empty field outside, although it was also very dark.

Seeing the appearance of this dilapidated gate, Chen Yinjun's eyes suddenly flashed a fine light, if there is no accident, this is the way to be able to leave Helenbergh.

"Sure enough, my guess was right, the place I left was also on the first floor, fortunately I heard the footsteps of the ghost at that time, otherwise I would have missed the opportunity to escape from here if I went up to the third floor to find the third radio."

Now Chen Yinjun is extremely glad that he didn't go up to the third floor to find the third radio, otherwise judging by the scene just now that he was almost folding in his hand just after just taking a picture with that powerful ghost, not only could he not find the third radio, but it was a question of whether he could live or not.

"Now wait until midnight, when the bell rings, and by that time the door should be open."

Combined with the method of leaving in the recording, Chen Yinjun hurriedly ran to the wooden door, so that he could escape from this dangerous spiritual place as soon as the wooden door opened when the bell rang.

However, before Chen Yinjun could run a few more steps, suddenly, he felt a shiver all over his body, and a cold, gloomy aura came from behind him.

"Step~!"

A heavy footstep sounded, as if stepping on the tip of Chen Yinjun's heart, making his heartbeat seem to beat with it.

"This is the quintessence of the country, that terrible ghost thing, actually chased down." Chen Yinjun was suddenly shocked in his heart.

Although his body continued to run in the direction of the gate, Chen Yinjun still couldn't help but look back, but this look made him feel shocked again.

In the place where Chen Yinjun stood just now, a staircase had appeared there at some point, and there was a red and blackened carpet on the stairs, and there seemed to be blood flowing on it, and the handrails on both sides had very dense cracks.

Between the black mist, a terrifying figure emerged from it.

Dressed in a dark tattered robe, a candlestick of the same trident emitted a faint white light, it was held by a cold hand, with a white mask engraved with a five-pointed star on its face, and a black-embroidered dinner knife in the other hand.

At this moment, he is walking down the ladder of manifestation step by step.

"That mask ......"

An inexplicable sense of familiarity lingered in Chen Yinjun's heart, he always felt as if he had seen this powerful ghost there, but at such a critical juncture, he couldn't recall where he had seen it for a while.

However, now is not the time to dwell on this issue, because after the appearance of this terrible ghost, a huge bell rang.

"Bell~!"

"The bell rang, and the way out appeared." Chen Yinjun's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

The bell rings, and the repetition also proves the truth of the recording.

The door in front of him slowly pushed open from the middle, and Chen Yinjun could even feel a hint of the cool breeze blowing in from outside.

"The door is really open, and the timing and method in the recording are really correct, now."

There is a terrifying ghost chasing behind him, and in front of him is the exit that can escape from this dangerous spiritual place, even at this moment Chen Yinjun still feels that the backlash of the three-fingered ghost hand has not completely subsided, but he can't care about it so much, his heart is down, and he is ready to use the domain directly to escape from this ghost place.

However, when Chen Yinjun subconsciously wanted to use the realm, he suddenly found that his body was greatly restrained, which was not only reflected on the surface, but also on the inside.

"Damn, what's going on? Why can't I feel the existence of the three-fingered ghost hand, and even the puppet ghost ......"

Although Chen Yinjun is not far from the gate at this moment, such a short distance is enough to draw the line between life and death.

Chen Yinjun belongs to the latter.

The inability to use the domain and bloodline meant that Chen Yinjun had no way to escape from the hands of this masked ghost, and he couldn't even fight it a little.

Chen Yinjun lowered his head, the candles on the two candlesticks in his hands had burned out, and he didn't know when it started, and the black fog that originally surrounded that powerful ghost had actually spread to his body.

It was the entanglement of these black mist that caused him to be unable to perceive the powerful ghosts living in his body, and even his body lost control.

But at the same time, the blocked memories have also returned!

"The masked ghost, damn it, has come this far, is it possible to succeed and fall short?"

Chen Yinjun, whose memory had recovered, had a cold expression on his face at the moment, because he could feel that the feeling of sinking consciousness before had hit him again.

And this time, I don't know why, Chen Yinjun feels that he will no longer have the opportunity to start a "new day" again after being blocked by his memory, and it is more likely that he will die!

Some people died, but not completely......