Just when he thought that his life was going to die today, a small insect crawled out of the eye of the portrait!

"Oh my God! Bugs got into the eyes of the portrait from afar, and I thought it was a demon running to the portrait!" Wu An murmured in fear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Only then did he realize that he was sweating profusely again, and beads of sweat kept falling down his forehead.

"I'm scared to death!" Wu An said with a long sigh of relief.

Just as he felt comfortable, he felt that something he was leaning against was a bit of a diaphragm, so he turned his head and glanced behind him.

"Ah...... Help......"

Wu An screamed and fell in the direction of the portrait, and the torch in his hand was also thrown to the ground, attached to the dust, and was about to be extinguished, he instantly took it in his hand.

The flame that was about to be extinguished was just then beating again. Under the light of the fire, what was behind it made Wu An even more frightened, because he realized that the long strip of thing he was leaning on was a monster, and it was smiling strangely at him.

The monster, which at first glance looked humanoid, had two eyes protruding, one ear was particularly fat, the other was very small, its mouth was vertical rather than horizontal, and its mouth showed two mouse-like teeth.

It looked at Wu An in a daze, still smiling weirdly, and did not move.

Wu An looked at it, not knowing what to do, because it had blocked the way in and out of the old house.

"No, why is this thing so familiar?" Wu An thought secretly.

After a while, Wu An remembered. Aren't these the statues I saw when I was a child, when I came in to play with Zhuo Yi and Zhuo Yifan?

Wu An stared for a while, yes, it was the statue he saw when he was a child.

Because these statues are not carved from gray materials as usual, but are carved with stones like human skin, which is very rare and the same as real people, so Wu An remembers it very clearly.

He was still half-on the ground, his eyes looking around and around.

He found that there were several more statues around him, and judging from their position, they formed a circle, and he was in the center of the circle at this time.

Wu An looked back at the portraits again, and at this time, the cobwebs on the portraits seemed to be much less, and the eyes of the portraits were more vivid.

As he gazed into the eyes of the portrait, the statues around him, as if receiving the fire reflected in the eyes of the portrait, suddenly turned faster and faster.

For a while, Wu An only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and the space had become flattened and tightened. Under the dizzying turn, he only felt that his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and the old house began to appear in colorful hues.

After the multiplicity, there was a dark, damp and deep light, and everything was colored gray.

The scene became more and more frightening, and from time to time there were light human figures as light as wings floating by, but they were all missing arms and legs, and the expressions on their faces were very painful.

Looking at their pain, Wu An felt even more painful, and just as he wondered if he had entered a dream, two headless human figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Their hands were stretched out in front of them, and the blood on their necks kept flowing downward, flowing and gathering under their feet.

One of them was humanoid, with only one arm and one leg, and the intestines in his stomach came out, and the scene was quite bloody.

Wu An didn't dare to look at such a cruel scene, but he felt that his eyes didn't obey at all, he couldn't close or move, and his head couldn't be twisted, so he could only look straight at the two figures.

Seeing the figure with missing arms and legs, Wu An suddenly recognized that it was the clothes that Zhuo Ran often wore for the second master of Zhuo Jian Villa, and then looked at the figure Wu An was sure that he was Zhuo Ran.

Zhuo Ran's body was obviously placed in the hall, how could he run here?

Look at another human form, although there is no head, but that figure and clothes, Wu An is very familiar, that is Zhuo Song's.

The two stretched out their hands and leaned forward, their footsteps kept moving, very slowly, slowly approaching Wu An.

Wu An shouted in fright, and at the same time, he found that he could move again.

"Master, second master, Anzi is wrong! I shouldn't have come up with the idea of taking the Blood-Drinking Sword back from the Pingyuan Dart Bureau, nor should I take the Blood-Drinking Sword out of the exhibition to expand the influence of the Blood-Drinking Sword, this time it will lead to jealousy and death!" Wu An knelt down and cried and pleaded.

"However, I don't have any bad intentions, I just want to expand the influence of the Blood Drinking Sword, and it will be easier for us in Zhuo Sword Villa to make money. If I have any selfish intentions, I just want the master to pay attention to me and then reuse me, other than that, I really don't have any intentions!" Wu An continued to cry and beg.

Hearing this, the two headless people seemed to understand, and their steps suddenly stopped, and the hand that stretched out in front of them was also put down.

"What's more, Anzi is not so smart, it was an idea that I overheard from others, I think it makes sense, so I told the master, and the master praised me for being smart!" Wu An said with a hum.

The two of them still stood there, motionless.

Seeing this, Wu An continued: "Master, second master, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the two young masters, and I will definitely help them find out the murderer and avenge you!"

While he was still talking, he looked up and saw that the two were gone. The statues around them were still standing in place, and the portraits were still so tattered and covered with cobwebs.

Wu An held a torch in his hand and looked around, unable to believe everything just now.

"What's wrong with me? Why did I feel like the old master and the second master appeared just now? Was it because I felt guilty?" Wu An couldn't help but ask himself.

"No, it was a hallucination, not real. These statues are so strange, in the middle of them, and then they will hallucinate in the reflection of the portrait and the light of the fire? ”

Wu An muttered, but he still didn't dare to go out, because he was afraid that the things at the door of the old mansion were still waiting there.

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound at the doorway, and then the sound drifted farther and farther away, and it sounded like the thing had left the doorway.

Wu An still stood still, he didn't dare to go out, because he was afraid that the noise was deliberately made by the strange thing, in order to confuse himself, and then hunt himself.

"It seems that this old house can still ward off evil spirits, otherwise why wouldn't that thing come in. I'm not going out now, let's see who can survive who!" Wu An muttered.

......

The lights had been turned off for a long time, and after sleeping for a long time, Zhuo Yi's room suddenly became uncalm. In the silence, Zhuo Yi suddenly sat up.

"Oops, oops, it hurts me!" shouted Zhuoyi.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with you?" asked Steward Mei, who was sleeping on the ground, nervously.

"Uncle Mei, I suddenly have a stomachache, and I want to go to the thatched house. Zhuo Yi replied.

"Maybe it's cold, I'll go with you. Steward Mei said with concern.