Hearing Wen Shengyu's words, everyone also came to the tombstone, Bian Han stepped forward to look at the photo, and sure enough, it was the face of Liu Ping, the director of the orphanage.

"Is this what the little boy wants us to see?" Bian Han said curiously.

"I don't know, but this Liu Ping is definitely not so simple, she may be the key to this field." Xiao Xiaobin echoed on the side.

Wen Seng Yu stepped forward and touched the tombstone with his hand, and then rubbed it with his index finger and thumb, and he found that the tombstone was particularly clean: "You see, there is no dust on this tombstone, as if it has just been wiped." ”

The crowd came up, and their faces were almost all on the verge because of the thick fog.

"Really, there's no ash at all." At this time, Zhou Shiya seemed to have forgotten the fright just now, and even dared to go up to see the tombstone.

Wen Seng Yu carefully observed the tombstone in front of him, which is also the only tombstone in the surrounding grave pile, the smooth and neat stele body seems to be made of marble, the whole body is lime gray, against the background of the blue ghost fire, this tombstone is particularly conspicuous.

The tombstone is very concise, except for the words "the tomb of my beloved mother Liu Ping", there is only that weird photo, this photo is not the usual black and white, but with a little color.

He leaned up to take a look, and it turned out to be the eye, which was partially red, like red blood flowing out of the eye.

The more Wen Seng Yu looked at it, the more wrong it became, which seemed to flow out, but it was obviously really shedding blood and tears.

There was an instant chill behind him, and that suppressed sense of terror followed, and he said to Wan Qian next to him: "Qianqian, look, is this photo bleeding?" ”

Wen Seng Yu wanted to confirm whether he was dazzled or too stressed through others, but Wan Qian gave him an affirmative answer.

"It's really true~ The eyes of the person in this photo are bleeding~" Wan Qian said calmly.

Hearing this answer, Wen Seng Yu took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing slightly.

"Ahhh!!h Zhou Shiya shouted again. "Head... Hair...! ”

Wen Seng Yu looked in the direction of Zhou Shiya's finger, and on the originally flat grave bag, tufts of hair broke through the soil, crawling slowly towards the tombstone like a twisted snake.

Bian Han subconsciously protected Zhou Shiya behind him with his hand, and Wen Seng Yu also tugged Wan Qian's clothes and motioned her to step back.

But as a large number of hairs climbed up the tombstones, they suddenly accelerated and struck everyone's heads.

By the time Wen Shengyu reacted, his hair had already been connected with the hair sticking out of the soil.

The next second, he was dragged to the ground by a force, and was dragged by the "hair" to the ground for several meters, and he kept protecting his hair with his hands, because the force of dragging him was very great, and it hurt his scalp.

Holding back the pain, he fumbled and pulled the dagger out of his pocket and slashed it in the direction of his hair.

It took a lot of effort for him to finally cut off the attached hair.

The moment his hair was broken, Wen Seng Yu quickly got up from the ground and ran in the direction of Wan Qian and them as soon as possible.

However, Wan Qian and Xiao Xiaobin naturally didn't need to worry him, when he rushed over, the two had already broken free from the shackles of their hair, but Hua Mulin continued to be dragged away.

Wen Seng Yu came to Hua Mulin with an arrow step, grabbed his hair and cut it off.

The broken hair was still wriggling on the ground, like an earthworm that had been cut off at the waist, constantly struggling.

"What about them?" Wen Seng Yu looked for a while and didn't see Bian Han and Zhou Shiya.

Wan Qian patted the soil on his body and said, "I haven't seen them either, I haven't seen them since the beginning." ”

Xiao Xiaobin also shook his head at the same time.

At this moment, Zhou Shiya's scream suddenly came from a position 20 meters away from them.

"Ahh!!hh Don't come here! Zhou Shiya had already turned her voice to the maximum.

When they rushed in the direction of the sound, they saw Zhou Shiya sitting on the ground and constantly retreating, and in front of her was a long-haired woman with a height of nearly 3 meters.

I saw that the woman was dressed in red, her slender bones supported the seemingly weak body, and she was standing there with her back to Zhou Shiya in an extremely weird posture, her hair writhing wantonly in the air, as if she would start attacking everyone in the next second.

"Xiaoshi, where is your brother?" Wan Qian walked over and helped Zhou Shiya up.

"I don't know, I was dragged over just now, and then my brother helped me cut my hair, and then it disappeared!" Zhou Shiya said in a hoarse voice.

As soon as she said this, the hair of the woman in front of her began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then attacked everyone present indiscriminately.

Wen Seng Yu detoured behind the woman when he dodged the hair attack, and then he realized that the woman was not facing away from them just now, but her face was also covered with hair, giving him the illusion of turning his back.

Due to the fact that the speed of the hair attack was too fast, and the line of sight around them was not good, after 10 minutes, several of them were obviously a little overwhelmed.

"It's not a way to do this, we have to find a way to escape from this place first!" Wen Seng Yu said to everyone.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was wrapped in more hair, this time so much that it had completely wrapped his hand, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

In a matter of seconds, he was almost covered in hair.

Wen Seng Yu struggled hard, but these hairs were like twisted snakes, the more he struggled, the tighter it was tied, and finally wrapped Wen Seng Yu's whole body tightly like a silkworm chrysalis, because his legs were also tightly entangled, he finally fell to the ground, and the moment he fell to the ground, he heard that the thousands of people next to him were also calling for help, and it seemed that they were also tied up by these hairs.

At this moment, a flame ignited beside Wen Seng Yu, and the moment these hairs touched the flames, they retracted to the woman's head.

The woman stood there screaming in pain, as if the flames had hurt her greatly.

Wen Seng Yu tore off the remaining hair on his body, and then fixed his eyes to see that the flames actually came out of Bian Han's mouth.

While the long-haired woman was still howling, Wen Seng Yu saw Bian Han pour a sip of wine into his mouth, and then sprayed the lighter in his hand, and a ball of flame spit out of his mouth like this, just like the performances he often saw on TV when he was a child.

"Ah!!h The long-haired woman's entire body was set on fire as she struggled to let out a tearing howl, but remained motionless.

As the long-haired woman fell to the ground, the surrounding fog also dissipated, and the full scale of the mass grave gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Wen Seng Yu carefully observed the surroundings, it turned out that there were so many graves here, but except for Liu Ping's grave just now, no tombstones were erected anywhere else.

The woman struggled on the ground until the last roar pierced the sky, and then she burrowed back into the ground in a ball of hair.

"Was she killed?" Hua Mulin asked weakly.

Bian Han put away the wine bottle and lighter in his hand and said, "I was probably just scared away." ”

Zhou Shiya stepped forward and hugged Bian Han, crying and saying, "Brother... Where did you just go..."

Bian Han gently touched Zhou Shiya's head, and then said, "I was dragged far away by her, probably she knew that I had fire on my body, so she broke me away first." ”

"You still know how to do this, I underestimate you." Xiao Xiaobin gave Bian Han a thumbs up.

"I studied for a while when I was a child, and I made a living from this for a while." Bian Han said.

As the fog lifted, everyone seemed to have a new understanding of the place.

"Look, there's a small room over there." Hua Mulin pointed to a place next to the grave.

Wen Seng Yu looked in the direction of Hua Mulin's finger, it was not so much a small house as a ruin.

He walked over and looked at the ruins, which seemed to be just one of the cubicles in a large room.

When he walked back, he was almost moved by the stones under his feet.

Wen Seng Yu casually glanced at the stone, it was a stone brick, it looked like it had fallen from a certain building, and it was the same material as the ruined building.

Suddenly, he was running around as if he had been electrocuted, observing the ground all the time.

"Brother Wenhao, what are you doing~" Wan Qian looked at him incomprehensibly, and at the same time looked at the ground, but she didn't seem to notice anything.

"That's exactly what I thought!" Wen Seng Yu finally stopped.

"What?" The crowd asked.

"There used to be a big mansion under our feet! If you look closely, there are still some of the original structures on the ground. Wen Seng Yu pointed to the ground and said.

After Wen Shengyu's description, they really saw some residual traces, there used to be a big building here, but it was destroyed for some reason.

Judging from the location, the cemetery where Liu Ping is located should be the core of this house.

Wen Seng Yu accurately copied the location of this place into his mind, and he planned to draw the location of this place first after he went back.

At this moment, he felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, as if he had never seen this place before.

After thinking about it for a moment, he finally remembered that it was the model of the activity room!

The structure of the model is almost exactly the same as where they are now.

Thinking of this, Wen Shengyu hurriedly asked everyone: "Did you see a model of a building when you were in the activity room in the afternoon?" ”

But everyone shook their heads, and no one seemed to notice the model.

Seeing that no one responded, Wen Shengyu continued: "I saw a model in the activity room, it should be a miniature version here, it seems that the activity room also has a lot of secrets waiting for us to unravel. ”

There are more and more mysteries in front of Wen Seng Yu, and he can only solve them one by one.

After investigating for another half an hour, they didn't find anything more, so Wen Shengyu tore off the photo on Liu Ping's tombstone and went down the mountain with everyone, and they decided to go to the orphanage early tomorrow morning to ask about the situation.

The road down the mountain was smooth and unobstructed, and the town below was brightly lit, but the orphanage was still standing alone, out of place with the town.

"Buildings out of thin air?" Wen Shengyu has been thinking about this question when he came down the mountain, why did the orphanage appear there out of thin air, and why couldn't anyone in this town conceive children?

With these questions, they finally returned to the hotel.

As he walked into the hall, he glanced at the watch hanging on the wall, it was already 3 a.m. late at night.

After setting a time with everyone, he returned to his room with Wan Qian.

After a brief wash, he fell asleep, and although he did not dream, his tired body almost hallucinated.

He felt like someone had slept under his covers.

But I don't know if it's because he's too tired, his body can't move.

Wen Seng Yu thought to himself: "Wan Qian is too active!" ”

Anyway, he wouldn't suffer, so he simply pretended not to know about it, he didn't even open his eyes, and let a pair of hands caress his flesh.

But the moment his hands touched his skin, he was forced to wake up by a chill, this was obviously not a human hand, and the level of coldness seemed to have just been taken out of the freezer compartment of the refrigerator.

Wen Seng Yu quickly opened his eyes, and he found that Wan Qian was still sleeping on the bed next to him, so who was the person in his bed now?

Thinking of this, Wen Seng Yu let out a cold sweat, but his body still couldn't move, this was probably the legendary ghost press.

His eyes were rolling rapidly, as if he wanted to ask Wan Qian on the side for help, but to no avail.

At this time, Wen Seng Yu felt that those cold hands were ravaging his body, but he had no way, and he could only relieve his emotions by taking a big breath.

While breathing, he found that he could hear the sound of his own breathing, if this was the case, could Wan Qian next to him also hear this sound?