At the same time.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

In the dimly lit stairwell, the sound of the crash became louder and louder, as if someone had gone crazy, constantly testing the hardness of the wall with his head, and constantly hitting it at a very regular speed.

In a flash.

A sense of fear swept over the hideous ghost and the ghost mother-in-law.

They were at the front, and the disfigured were last.

Now.

They are still there, but the disfigured ghost is gone, and at the corner behind them, there is a violent impact sound, you don't have to guess to know that this person who was pressed against the wall by his head is the disfigured ghost.

Just like the prophetic picture in the blood painting.

Come to think of this.

The faces of the two turned pale.

An unprovoked chill rushed from the toes to the heavenly spirit cover.

Useless.

Even after entering the house, the prophetic content in the blood painting is still in effect, and it does not mean to let them go at all.

Connection.

The ghost mother-in-law's mentality collapsed.

Even though she was a ghost god, a noble slave owner with a high status in the pyramid country, and held the power of life and death of a large number of slaves, she was still completely panicked when she saw three ghosts and gods like her die step by step according to the foreknowledge in the blood painting.

Without the slightest hesitation, with a sharp roar, he turned and ran downstairs.

One of them: Naturally, it is to save the disfigured ghost and crack the predicted direction in the blood painting.

Second: Get out of here.

She didn't want to die in vain.

However......

A few seconds later.

The threshold of fear in the ghost mother-in-law's heart has reached its peak.

Because she didn't see any sign of the disfigured ghost as she passed the corner of the stairs behind her, the sound of the crash that lingered in her ears came from the corner of the downstairs again.

She was stunned.

The structure of this house is only three floors.

Just now.

They searched the first floor and found nothing, so they chose to go up to the second floor to check.

The staircase was a normal two-story structure, and as she walked down, it stands to reason that after passing the corner, she should see the layout of the first floor, and she would also see the disfigured ghost hitting the wall.

Can ...... now

The sound of the impact was still there, clearly audible, as if it was right in front of you, but there was no figure of the disfigured ghost.

It was supposed to be a staircase leading to the first floor, but there was an extra layer for some reason.

The ghost mother-in-law went crazy and went down.

Layer upon layer.

There is no end in sight.

She was caught in the ghost hitting the wall.

At the first time, the ghost mother-in-law found out about the problem, and the trembling was even more serious.

An old grimace full of wrinkles was full of despair.

She is a dignified ghost god, and she would fall into a primary ghost realm like a ghost hitting the wall, what this represents, she couldn't be clearer.

This means that in this ghost building, there is a source ghost whose terrifying level far exceeds theirs, at least it must be a world-destroying ghost god, so that she can use such a simple ghost domain to make her fall into it and unable to extricate herself.

Time.

Her psychological defenses completely collapsed.

……

The other side.

There are also hideous ghosts who have such thoughts.

He was obviously following behind the ghost mother-in-law, but after the other party turned into the corner of the stairs, he disappeared completely.

And he was also caught in the ghost wall.

No matter what kind of self-help method you take, there is no way to go back to the first floor.

He regretted it.

Regret the hasty decision to enter a haunted house.

Not only did he bury the disfigured ghost, but the ghost mother-in-law, but even with him, he was in extreme danger.

Think twice.

He stopped.

Instead of continuing to go down, I chose to go upstairs again.

None of them.

It's just a simple dead horse as a live horse doctor.

After all.

The source of this haunted house is so terrifying that he can't crack it, so if he continues to go down, he will only fall into this cycle forever.

Going up is the only option.

With this in mind.

The hideous ghost calmed down for a moment, and took a difficult step towards the upper floor.

Walking through the second floor, there was no reaction around.

The layout of the second floor also caught his eye, and everything seemed extremely normal.

But soon.

He paused.

I saw a very terrifying scene.

I saw that in the living room on the second floor, the ghost mother-in-law with a twisted body was crucified on the cross in the living room, and slender black nails were driven into the head, limbs, and heart.

The hideous ghost only felt a softness under his feet.

Somehow, he remembered the foresight in the blood painting.

The disfigured ghost dies after hitting a wall.

The ghost woman was crucified.

And he, with his head on the side, had a big hole in his chest.

The death was terrible.

Come to think of it.

The hideous ghost's emotions, which he had finally calmed down, collapsed again.

The grimace that was originally cracked to the root of the ear and showed a sinister expression was more ugly than crying at this moment.

His mind began to diverge uncontrollably.

The blood painting only predicts how he died, but it does not say how he died.

If the head falls off, he can pick it himself.

The chest was cut with a large hole, which could have been cut by himself.

Of course.

It's an accidental death.

In addition to this, there is another possibility.

That is, in the haunted house, there is another person.

It is likely to be the source ghost who made him fall into the ghost hitting the wall, and this source ghost will take off his head. Pull out his heart and turn him into a prophetic death picture in a blood painting.

The more you think about it.

The hideous ghost became more and more suspicious.

Like a frightened bird, his eyes kept scanning the living room on the second floor, and his saliva was swallowing, like a dying prisoner, waiting for his death in fear.

This fear is enough to drive any normal person crazy.

Ghosts are no exception.

Suddenly.

The hideous ghost glanced at the room, and caught a glimpse of one of the closed bedroom doors, an eye staring at him through the small hole in the door.

The kind that doesn't blink.

It was as if from the moment he stepped into the second floor, the eye was already on him.

That moment.

The hideous ghost's heart is cold.

An indescribable horror enveloped him.

"Hell!"

"Help, there's a ghost!"

He couldn't hold it anymore.

was already on the verge of collapse, and now he saw that there was another unknown thing in this haunted house besides him, and he had been staring at him, the kind of palpitations were indescribable.

He let out a hoarse howl.

It's like crazy, scurrying around.

Then.

He noticed the only window in the second-floor living room that was opened.

Connection.

A thought crossed his mind.

The blood painting foresaw his death picture, and in the foreknowledge, he should have had his head removed, his heart removed, and he fell in a pool of blood, and his death was miserable, so what if he took the initiative to choose his own death?

For example, he could jump from a window and die on the spot.

What about the picture of his death?

If he must die today, then he would rather choose his own way of death.

That's how rebellious.

Thereupon.

The hideous ghost thought for less than a second.

A boost.

Jumped straight from the open window.

Bang.

There was a loud bang.

The hideous ghost tilted his head and fell in a pool of blood.

From his point of view, he obviously just jumped from the angle of the second floor, and the total height was only about ten meters, for a ghost god, even if it was head-down, at most it would be a little bit of skin, but I don't know why, he just suffered a heavy blow.

It was as if it had fallen freely from hundreds of floors at once and smashed down.

The damage suffered was no less than a deadly supernatural attack.

In an instant.

He has no supernatural powers.

……

What the hideous ghost didn't know was that at the same time as he jumped, there were three figures lying on his stomach by the window on the second floor.

It was Shen Jian, little Ivy, and the female aristocratic slave owner who was rebelled.

She looked blankly at the hideous ghost who jumped down and died on the spot, and then looked at the other slave owners who had died here in various ways in other directions, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

This pervert is too cruel.

Although she watched Shen Jian's operation throughout the whole process, until now, she still hadn't come back to her senses.

That's when it happened.

She heard Shen Jian talk eloquently: "Little Ivy, see clearly, each exorcism master has a different concept, and the one I use is a milder one. ”

"In a more unexpected way, let them die painlessly, so as to avoid causing too much psychological burden to the ghost's psychology."

Woman:??!

She froze for a moment.

Seeing Shen Jian talking nonsense seriously, while the other little girl nodded solemnly, looking like "learning is earning", her heart was completely messy.

God specifically avoids causing psychological burdens on ghosts.

Where did you avoid it?

If you really want to avoid it, you should confront this group of people head-on, and then kill them with crushing strength, so that they really don't have much psychological pressure.

After all.

The law of the jungle, the law of the dark forest, the five ghosts and gods are still defeated when they join forces, and no one is to blame if they die.

But is that what you do?

You don't.

You're using a very new way to break down the ghost's psyche, and in the end you'd rather kill yourself than die the way you die in the blood painting.

Where is this psychological pressure is so simple.,This special meow has broken the defense for the ghost.。

If you are gentle, then Ling Chi will most likely be considered a gentle death.

The woman couldn't help but complain.

The fear of Shen Jian in his heart deepened a little.

At the same time, she was even more glad, glad that Shen Jian didn't treat her in this way at that time, otherwise she would not only have to die, but also experience what extreme fear is like before she died.

Really, no living cub breed will torture people with each other.

Look at it this way.

This salvation religion must be an evil organization. (End of chapter)