Chapter Ninety-Eight: No, if you stand still, it may not be Mo Xiaoxuan next to you!
"Click!
The sound of chewing and eating can be heard faintly from the third floor.
It's like someone is holding a bone and gnawing on it.
That bone must be huge!
The smell of blood in the air was even stronger.
Song Zhong clenched his sword and gently stepped onto the third floor.
The fire fold on the other hand illuminates the road ahead, but unfortunately, it can only illuminate a distance of one zhang ahead.
"Smack. ”
It looks like I've stepped on something.
Song Zhong lowered his head and looked, and he could vaguely see a big sticky and greasy thing under his feet.
I don't know where the wind came from, but the flames of the fire fold were swayed by the wind, so that Song Zhong couldn't see the things on the ground clearly.
The fat man shook his nose and looked at something on the ground with a pair of small eyes.
An ominous premonition rose in Mo Xiaoxuan's heart.
The chewing sound on the third floor did not stop with the arrival of the three people.
The doubts in Song Zhong's heart were even stronger.
Who will eat on the third floor?
I haven't seen anyone alive all this way.
Except for the old man.
Could it be that old man hiding on the third floor to eat?
Song Zhong couldn't help but think about it.
Beside him, the hand holding him tightly should be the hand of Mo Xiaoxuan and the fat man.
It's just that Mo Xiaoxuan and the fat man's hands seem to be a little cold, which should be caused by fear.
At this time, Mo Xiaoxuan and the fat man began to pull him forward.
"Smack. ”
Stepping on a sticky and greasy thing again, even through his shoes, Song Zhong could feel the strangeness of the soles of his feet.
However, Mo Xiaoxuan and the fat man beside him didn't give him a chance to stay.
Mo Xiaoxuan and the others kept pulling him forward.
Go forward, keep going.
Song finally didn't know how far he had gone.
Huo Zhizi could only see the road a foot away in front of him, the road in front of him was sparse and ordinary, except for some dust, no other traces could be seen, not even footprints.
The only thing that is certain is that the third floor is huge.
Nothing, empty.
"Brother, where are you?"
At this time, a voice came from the third floor.
The voice seemed to come from behind Song Zhong.
Song Zhong was subconsciously stunned.
Why is the fat man's voice so far away from him?
That...
Who is the one who grabbed his hand?
The hairs behind Song Zhong stand up!
Mo Xiaoxuan and the fat man only let go of their hands when they were at the top of the stairs, could it be someone else who held his hand again?
Have Mo Xiaoxuan and the fat man been at the top of the stairs all the time?
Song Zhong's breathing began to be chaotic.
Suddenly, he grabbed Song Zhong's hands on both arms and began to use his strength.
The green tendons on Song Zhong's forehead flared up, although he couldn't see his face, he could fully understand the feeling.
"Song Zhong, where are you?"
At this time, Mo Xiaoxuan's voice sounded.
Song Zhong was stunned again.
Mo Xiaoxuan's voice is in front!
The fat man's voice is in the back!
It's obvious that they stepped on the third floor together, but the positions of the three of them are completely different?
Song finally sank into the dantian, his arm erupted with strong power, his right arm twisted wildly, and the blood-red sword burst out with strong sword intent.
Break free of the right hand in an instant.
Immediately, Song Shengzi crashed to the left.
The whole person seems to be hit on an iron plate!
The other party's body is very hard!
"Wow. ”
In the darkness, the person who grabbed Song Zhong's left hand let go of his hand and kept retreating to the side.
Song Zhong took a deep breath and stared at the darkness with his eyes, even if he couldn't see anything, but he didn't dare not look at it.
The fire fold is the only light in the darkness.
Song Zhong could only see the scenery one foot away from him, and the rest of the places were not clear.
Removing the hat he was wearing on his head, Song finally burned the hat with a fire fold.
"Wow!"
The flames of the hat lit up for a moment.
However, within two breaths, the flame was extinguished.
However, in that short time of two breaths, Song finally took a look at the third floor.
The third floor was littered with dead people's internal organs, limbs, blood, flesh and skin!
What he stepped on just now was the intestines in the human body.
The intestines fell to the ground in a lump, and the sticky and greasy feeling came from the blood.
Song Zhong's eyes widened!
No wonder I didn't see any living people, it turned out that they all died on the third floor!
Song finally calmed down, and the top priority was to find Mo Xiaoxuan and the fat man.
He lit the hat again with a fire breaker, and the hat burned again.
This time, the hat burned for a short time.
It's as if this inn doesn't allow light!
However, just before the flames of the hat were extinguished, Song Zhong saw Mo Xiaoxuan and the others who were still standing at the top of the stairs.
Cold sweat fell from Song Zhong's forehead.
He kept walking towards the front, the fat man's voice was behind him, almost at the top of the stairs, and Mo Xiaoxuan's voice was in front of him, Mo Xiaoxuan should still be in front.
However, if Mo Xiaoxuan is in front, who is the person standing next to the fat man?
Mo Xiaoxuan, who was standing next to the fat man, lowered his head, although his outfit was the same as Mo Xiaoxuan, but he faintly revealed a strange aura, which made Song Zhong uneasy.
As a swordsman, he is keenly aware of the dangers around him.
At this moment, Song finally concluded that it might not be Mo Xiaoxuan standing next to the fat man!
There should be someone else!
The bright light just now attracted the fat man at the staircase, and the fat man had already noticed Song Zhong.
The fat man said happily: "Brother, don't move, I'll come to you!"
Song Zhong was shocked and said, "No, you stand still, it may not be Mo Xiaoxuan next to you! Didn't you hear it just now? Mo Xiaoxuan's voice is obviously still in front of me!"
The fat man was stunned: "Brother, what kind of voice are you talking about? Why can't I hear it?"
Song Zhong's eyes widened, he couldn't believe the fat man's words, the fat man didn't hear Mo Xiaoxuan's voice just now.
Mo Xiaoxuan's voice was obviously in front of him, as long as he continued to move forward, he would definitely be able to come to where Mo Xiaoxuan was.
As for Mo Xiaoxuan next to the fat man, it must be a fake Mo Xiaoxuan.
Song Zhong took a deep breath and was about to open his mouth to explain to the fat man, but he opened his mouth but did not speak.
He calmed down, and things didn't seem to be that simple.
An even more terrifying thought popped into his mind, as if the person standing at the top of the stairs was not fat...
If the enemy is standing at the top of the stairs, the enemy is luring him forward with the appearance of a fat man...
Terrible!
Uncanny!
Song Zhong's thoughts were completely confused.
His eyes looked hard at the darkness around him, and it seemed that only he could trust in this darkness!
With the burning of the hat just now, illuminating the scene beside him, Song Zhong quietly retreated a few steps back to the right.
He didn't know who was holding his hand just now.
When the hat was burning just now, he didn't see the other party's appearance clearly, and he couldn't even see the other party's shadow.
But now the two of them might be thinking about stabbing him with a knife!
He had to avoid the two first.