At nine o'clock that night, ripples rippled on the surface of the calm man-made lake, and strangely no wind blew at all. A boy walks alone by the lake, smoking a cigarette and looking at the sky from time to time and sighing.

There seemed to be a soft laugh coming from the lake, and it was hard to tell whether it was the wind or something else in the dark night. The boy shrunk his neck, extinguished the cigarette, and prepared to leave, not noticing when he took the last puff of the cigarette, in fact, his exhaled breath had turned into a white mist......

He walked towards his dormitory, but he didn't meet a single pedestrian on the way, which was very in line with his lonely state of mind at this time. I don't know how long he walked, he still didn't stay away from the artificial lake behind him, he felt very strange, he didn't think this road was so long before, he looked back at the lake in the night, and suddenly found a girl standing by the lake, the back was actually the girl he liked, she was standing by the lake, her long hair was floating in the wind, her shoulders were shaking in the breeze, as if it was because of the cold, and as if she was crying.

The boy walked over to her, and he wanted to take off his coat and put it on for the girl, though he didn't know if he was qualified to do so now......

He walked behind the girl and found that she was not shaking from the cold or crying, but laughing! This laughter was very unfamiliar, the boy had never heard this kind of laughter, it was like laughter from the depths of the darkness...... This girl is not his lover at all, she is a devil in the night! He tried to run away, but he felt that his body did not obey him, and he couldn't even make any sound in his throat, he stood there and watched the girl turn around, her face was burned and festered, there was no skin near her mouth, a whole row of pale teeth were exposed, and her eyes were full of resentment.

He was pushed down the lake by the female ghost, the cold water of the lake made his body regain some sense, he desperately swam up, trying to escape from the dark abyss, but suddenly a huge force came from his feet and pulled him down, he endured the pain in the water and opened his eyes to see what was under the water, in the dark night he should have done this in vain, but he saw it. No one knew what he saw, but when he looked down, a smile appeared on his face, and he smiled very strangely, his gaze was fixed on the water, until his eyeballs began to become bloodshot and did not take his eyes away, and he gradually sank into the abyss......

Five minutes later, Dowling and Quitting were trotting all the way to the lake.

Qu Shan vigilantly observed the surroundings and said to Dowling, "Not long after he disappeared, this ghost path is very deep, and he carefully looks for the entrance to the ghost realm with his spiritual sense."

Dowling just let out an "oh", and then looked around a little absent-mindedly, he was still immersed in the joy of the day, even if he came out to catch ghosts, it couldn't affect his good mood.

Because this Guiguzi always behaved strangely, he didn't have any objection to Dowling's passive slackness, he searched along the lake very cautiously, and just now he clearly felt the reaction of ghosts in the vicinity from a long distance, so he found Dowling and rushed over. At this moment, he stopped drinking and looked at the calm lake, and his heart was flooded with an ominous premonition, this premonition was an instinct of his hunting ghosts for many years, and he already knew that he was likely to face great danger this time.

Qu Jiu quickly found the entrance to the ghost realm, which was a missing railing by the lake, just enough for an adult to fall through the railing into the lake, he called Shang Daolin to walk there together, and then closed their eyes together and walked nine steps west, when they opened their eyes again, the surroundings had become shadowy, ghostly, although the scene was the same as just now, but it always made people feel that something was different, as if a viscous energy floated in the air, this invisible pressure was directly proportional to the resentment of the ghosts that created the ghost realm.

"Attention, this time the ghost is not an ordinary character." Qu Jiu's face became very solemn, and his silver-white fist blade had already appeared in his hand.

Dowling just wanted to promise him, but when he turned his head and quit drinking, he was gone, he felt a little bad, and shouted a few times around, but no one responded to him. Suddenly, he saw a figure flashing in the distance, the green dress and long hair, it was clearly Shang Lingxue that he had met during the day, although Dao Lin knew in his heart that what he saw now was an illusion, but he was concerned about Shang Lingxue's safety, knowing that it might be a trap or stubbornly followed, unconsciously

I came to the dormitory building I saw in the binoculars yesterday......

The words are divided into two ends, quitting alcohol and also found that Dao Lin suddenly disappeared, he is not worried about what will happen to Dao Lin, in his impression that Dao Lin is a fellow Dao sent by the cat master to support his action, although he acts perversely, he has never suffered a loss, maybe he is a big master who is hidden. So he concentrated on the situation in front of him.

I saw a corpse gradually floating on the surface of the lake, quit drinking and counted, three men and two women, if the ghost in the lake is Gu Youxin or Li Yaohua twenty years ago, then these corpses, or unjust souls, should be the victims in the past few months. But Yue Zhen didn't die in the lake, which means that another person died here tonight! Who will it be? Could it be that Dowling is dead!

Before he could think about it, he saw a pair of pale arms stretch out of the lake, grab the feet of one of the corpses and pull them into the lake, and when the corpse was pulled away, it smiled as if it had suddenly come to life, and then stared down with wide eyes until it was completely submerged in the lake...... Then came the second, and then the third, and it was as if the ghost had killed the victims again before he quit drinking.

He looked down and saw that the water in the lake had overflowed to the shore, soaking his shoes, and the smell of corpses and blood emitted from the lake was disgusting, and he knew that the ghost in the lake wanted him to go down to the lake, where it was like entering the belly of the ghost and letting him slaughter.

But quitting alcohol is not retreating, but advancing, jumping into the lake. When he jumped into the lake, he felt that the ghost aura around him was several times stronger than that on the shore, indicating that this ghost was definitely a super strong existence in the lake. Suddenly, he felt a huge force under his feet, and he looked down, but it was pitch black and invisible, and he did not resist, but used a simple breath-holding charm, waiting to sink to the bottom of the lake.

I don't know how long it took, there was a down-to-earth feeling under the feet of the abstinence, and the pressure and buoyancy of the water had lost around him, he observed the surrounding environment and confirmed that he was standing at the bottom of the lake, but there was no water here, only the smell of corpses and blood was still there.

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