"Sure enough...... As long as there are doors with puzzle pieces, ghosts are not an ordinary nuisance. ”

In the dim path, Ning Qiushui carefully observed the surroundings to see if there were any other traps, and after confirming that they were correct, he led the two of them to continue walking towards another path.

"Are we going to continue?"

Markham said in a trembling voice.

Ning Qiushui traced the source of the smell of decay all the way.

"I'm going to check it out."

His tone was steadfast.

Although Wan Jinping still followed Ning Qiushui quickly, the hand holding the ghost weapon was already oozing a lot of sweat.

"But this ghost doesn't do anything directly to us at all, it's not their strength that is terrifying, it's their wisdom!"

"If this continues, we won't even be able to use the ghost weapon, and we will be killed by them!"

Faced with Wan Jinping's persuasion, Ning Qiushui obviously did not listen.

"You're right...... But don't say it yet, the source of this rotten smell must be in the room in front of it. ”

Seeing that Ning Qiushui didn't take his words to heart at all, Wan Jinping beat his head with his hand in annoyance, thinking that he was really sick, and he followed this trip to the troubled water as soon as his brain was hot.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have known Liao Kuo, this idiot, if I didn't know him, I wouldn't have entered this blood door, if I hadn't entered this blood door, I wouldn't have gone up this ladder, if I hadn't gone up this ladder......"

Markham Ping's mouth kept thinking in pieces, and then he saw Ning Qiushui stop in front of a door.

"Is this the room?"

Qiu Wangsheng asked.

Ning Qiushui nodded, he motioned for the two of them to stand by the side, and he stood carefully next to him, and a side kick slammed into the lock at the door.

Bang –

Click-

The lock, which had been quite a few years old, was kicked like this, and it couldn't bear it at all, and it cracked on the spot.

The door opened, and a strong stench mixed with the smell of decay came out, and neither of them outside the door could hold back their retching.

"Gross-"

Qiu Wangsheng's eyes fell on the calm Ning Qiushui's face through the silver-white hair, and he stubbornly resisted the churning of his stomach and asked:

"You...... Don't you feel disgusted? ”

Ning Qiushui looked at the two of them like a fool:

"Disgusting...... So I breathe through my mouth. ”

The expressions of the two froze.

As they switched, they immediately felt better.

After entering the room, the light that was already dark enough became even thinner, and there was a terrible feeling that I couldn't see my fingers.

The two people who followed Ning Qiushui into the room were extremely nervous.

"Thankfully, I brought a flashlight."

Ning Qiushui said, taking out the flashlight he had bought from the commissary before.

Syllable!

The glow of the flashlight hit the dark room, and the disgusting blood and flesh crawling on the floor made the scalp tingle.

In the middle of the room, there was a headless corpse, with many parts of its body hollowed out and some wooden tires and planks installed, making it look like an airplane, looking particularly hideous.

"This ...... Is this the missing woman? ”

Markhamping's voice trembled, recalling the desperate screams of the woman he had heard on the second floor earlier.

"It's obviously a man's body."

Qiu Wangsheng pointed to the abandoned pile of rotten meat next to him, which was once a physical symbol of men.

"But his head is missing."

As he spoke, he looked at Ning Qiushui, who nodded slightly.

"It must be the sack we saw earlier."

"The imps brought this hapless man here, cut off his head, and made his body into a 'toy', but ...... It's as if this "toy" has been abandoned. ”

As his voice fell, a terrible laugh suddenly came from the darkness:

"Hee-hee...... This toy is broken......"

"But that's okay, we'll make new toys right away!"

The moment this voice appeared, Wan Jinping let out a miserable scream, as if he saw something, picked up the ghost weapon in his hand and waved it wildly at his head!

When a person looks up hard, the center of gravity will shift, and he is wielding a ghost weapon like crazy, and soon he can't control his balance and falls in one direction!

At some point, a sharpened wooden stick appeared on the ground in that direction, pointed upwards, and was aimed right at his heart!

Markham is flat downwards, and a pair of eyes are round.

For a moment, his brain froze almost completely.

I can't think about it, I just feel sarcasm.

Instead of saving him, the ghost weapon in his hand seemed to kill him.

But...... Is it good to die like this?

At least not to be tortured.

Seeing that the sharp stick was about to pierce his chest, something flew over and knocked the upright stick down.

Everything happens in an instant.

Bang!

Markham fell heavily to the ground, clutching his nose in pain, and screaming.

Ning Qiushui walked towards him step by step with a flashlight, passed him, picked up the lighter on the ground and looked at it.

It's not bad.

He wiped the stain on the lighter with his clothes and slipped it into his pocket.

"You're damned!"

"It's always bad for me!"

"Pay me for my toys!"

In the darkness, there was a sharp and piercing cry, which made the eardrums of the three people hurt sharply!

A pair of bloodstained hands suddenly stretched out from the darkness and pinched Ning Qiushui's neck, and when he was about to touch Ning Qiushui, he was slashed on the wrist by Qiu Wangsheng with a butterfly knife!

"Ahh

With a fierce cry of bitterness, the bloody hands withdrew, and then dense footsteps appeared in the darkness, fleeing towards the door!

Ning Qiushui's flashlight shone over, but he was still a step too late, and he only saw the dense bloody footprints on the ground.

"Give you back your personal favor."

Qiu Wangsheng said coldly, he put away the butterfly knife in his hand, and his long silver-white hair was a little messy.

Wan Jinping got up from the ground in a panic, and before he could speak, he saw Ning Qiushui light a cigarette with a lighter.

"It stinks."

He said, then went to a corner of the room and slowly picked up a round sack on the floor.

Seeing that the eyes of the two were all on him, Ning Qiushui said lightly:

"Look around, don't look at me."

"What the hell is this thing ......?"

He tore open the tattered sack, revealing a rotting human head with a blur of flesh and blood.

You can still vaguely see the distortion of his expression before he died.

"Not a trickster...... Could it be the people of the village? ”

Qiu Wangsheng endured his nausea and walked to Ning Qiushui.

"It should be."

As soon as they finished speaking, a scream suddenly came from behind them.

"Ahh

The two turned their heads and found Markham Ping, who was still behind them just now...... It's gone!

There was still a long trail of fresh blood on the ground!

The two looked at each other.

"Chase!"

Ning Qiushui held the head in one hand and chased Qiu Wangsheng out!

pS: Third watch, good night.