"What time is it, why hasn't he come yet?"

Waiting, not waiting for the little monk Fahua, Shan Hong couldn't help but be a little anxious, he looked at the time on his phone, and paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

With the experience of the previous two nights, it was clear to them that the red candle given to them by the little monk was a key prop for them to be able to survive the night safely.

And tonight there are no candles.

The darkness is the stage for the ghosts in the temple, and without the candles, how can they resist it?

"Do you have any candles left over from yesterday?"

Ning Qiushui asked casually.

Both shook their heads.

"Yesterday's candle was shorter than the previous one, it was not enough at all, we burned it until the candle was extinguished, and the sky was not yet dawn, but fortunately nothing happened......"

After Shen Weiwei finished speaking, she glanced at Ning Qiushui with a surprised look:

"Do you have any left?"

Ning Qiushui took out a large pile of candles directly from his pocket, and the two of them were dumbfounded.

"You're really my brother...... Anyway, where did you get so many candles? ”

Shan Hong was shocked and excited.

"Where else can I get it, I got it from the other rooms."

"These candles are enough for us to light in two days, and there are only two nights left, so let's light them."

Liu Chengfeng took out a match as he spoke, and with a bang, bright flames burst out from the tip of the match, lighting a red candle that had burned most of it.

Ning Qiushui took this candle and walked around the room for a long time, and he searched all the corners he could find.

"Little brother, what are you looking for?"

Liu Chengfeng asked.

Ning Qiushui said slowly:

"Looking for any hidden ghosts in the room."

"Have you forgotten that last night, Chai Shan suddenly ran out of the room by himself?"

Liu Chengfeng really didn't pay attention to this detail, but after Ning Qiushui's reminder, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Indeed, when there is candlelight in the room, there is no way for the goblins to sneak in, and the only way they can break in is by slamming on the door.

But if something had been hidden in the room before they entered it, wouldn't it be a bad luck tonight?

"What's not quite right......"

Ning Qiushui's gaze searched the corner of the room wantonly.

He felt uneasy, and he felt hairy all over his body.

"Hey, bearded, light another candle, you guys can help find it, I always feel like there's something in the room."

People who survive the chaos are far more sensitive to the difference between life and death than ordinary people.

Once there was something that could threaten Ning Qiushui's life, he would become particularly acute!

Liu Chengfeng has always trusted Ning Qiushui very much, and when he heard this, he immediately lit a few other candles in his hand and gave them to the two people next to him.

"Take them all and find them yourself!"

The two took the candle handed over by Liu Chengfeng.

It seemed that the light of the fire gave them a sense of security, making their faces look less pale than before.

They searched around the room with candles, and eventually, Shen Weiwei's voice came from a corner next to the bed, with a hint of trembling.

"You ...... Come and see! ”

When the other three people in the room heard this, they immediately came to the corner where Shen Weiwei was.

It's secluded here.

Because it is the angle between the end of the bed and the window, and there is a wooden cabinet outside, people outside can't get in at all.

Illuminated by the faint light of the candle, they saw a nightpot in the dark corner.

Chamber pot.

It would have been nothing of interest in the room.

However, that location is strange.

Even if they use an overnight pot, they don't hide it directly.

So why is the Night Pot in this place?

Behind the blood gate, any weird thing can easily make people nervous.

Ning Qiushui motioned for a few people to get out of the way, and hooked the night pot out with his feet.

Under the candlelight, the night pot in front of me was actually covered with a lid.

Ning Qiushui carefully lifted the lid, and a miserable white face appeared in the night pot.

"I'm ......!"

The three people on the side were frightened and took a step back at first, but they were also mentally prepared, and quickly stabilized their nervousness, Liu Chengfeng took a step forward and scolded the face in the night pot:

"No, there are so many places in this room, I can't accommodate you, why don't you want to hide in this place?"

"It's all a ghost, why are you still so buried?"

This scolding really angered the human face in the night pot, and its expression suddenly became extremely painful, and it kept struggling and squirming, as if it was about to come out of the jar!

"I'm grass, this damn thing, I don't want to hear it two sentences."

Before he could finish speaking, cracks appeared on the surface of the nightpot, and viscous blood oozed from these cracks, and as the blood seeped out, the temperature in the room began to drop......

Swish!

A dark figure appeared outside the house, standing outside the window, motionless.

In the room, the candles lit in everyone's hands flickered constantly, as if they were going to be extinguished at any moment!

"Is it coming out, are we going to throw it out?"

Shen Weiwei, who had already dispelled some of her inner fear by Liu Chengfeng's speech, became nervous again!

Ning Qiushui looked at the dark shadow outside the window, and his eyes were much sharper.

Throw the night pot out, or not?

If you don't throw it, the face in the night pot will come out soon, will something terrible happen after it comes out?

If they did, they would have to open the door or window, but the dark shadow standing outside the door put a lot of pressure on them!

They seem to have begun to face the moment of life and death!

"Uhh......h

There was a terrible wail on the face.

The walls of the night pot began to crumble, and old pieces of iron fell to the ground, one by one, like withered leaves.

The situation was really critical, and the other two people didn't know what to do for a while because they didn't have a ghost weapon on their bodies, and the six gods were stunned aside.

Seeing that the face in the night pot was about to get out of trouble, Ning Qiushui said to Shan Hong:

"You pick up the night pot and throw it out, and I'll open the window in a while!"

As soon as Shan Hong heard Ning Qiushui call his name, he was immediately stunned:

"Huh? Me, me? ”

"There's no time, hurry!"

He lowered his head and stared at the terrifying pale face in the night pot, and suddenly remembered that this was not the monk who had disappeared the next day.

Shan Hong shuddered, frightened by the hideous look on his face, he took a few steps back, and hurriedly waved his hand:

"No...... No! ”

"It's coming out, I'm holding it now, no, isn't it looking for death?!"

His appearance made Shen Weiwei next to him frown.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, Shen Weiwei's eyes were horizontal, and she endured the fear and nausea in her heart, suddenly picked up the night pot and ran towards the window!

"Open the window!"

She screamed.

Shen Weiwei didn't know where she got her courage.

Maybe it was out of guilt for her dead boyfriend, or maybe it was her trust in Ning Qiushui, she didn't continue to be timid this time.

Ning Qiushui opened the window.

Shen Weiwei closed her eyes and forcefully threw the night pot in her hand out of the window.

She didn't dare look at the dark shadow standing in front of their doors and windows.

Bang Dong –

The sound of the night pot falling to the ground sounded, and the gurgling rolled out of the distance.

Just when Shen Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to retreat into the room, a cold pale arm suddenly stretched out from the window and grabbed her wrist!