Chapter 503: The sound of stepping on snow

"Devil!"

The word burst into his mind, and he shuddered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info creaked as he stepped on the thick snow as he took a step, and he felt someone follow him.

However, he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid of seeing the unknown thing in the middle of the night!

It is said that if you think about it day and night, if you think too much about it, that thing will be presented to you from the other side.

Wu An first gave Zhuo Song a few ideas, which indirectly caused the destruction of Zhuo Jian Villa, and hundreds of people were killed. So he thought too much, after all, there was a ghost in his heart, and it was difficult to feel guilty. So in Zhuo Yifan's room just now, he felt that Zhuo Song was everywhere, and Zhuo Song, who had no head, was standing behind him all the time.

Since Wu An emerged among the apprentices of Zhongjiading, he has been more and more reused by Zhuo Song, and this has become a thorn in the eyes of Zhongjiading's apprentices, and the conflict with others has not been broken.

In view of the deep contradictions he usually has with some family members, and even some radical behaviors with each other, he also feels that the ghost is following him closely.

He knew that it might be his inner turmoil that stirred his feelings, so he had infinite fear. But after all, he had a knot in his heart that he couldn't untie, and the ghostly picture always haunted him.

Wu An didn't dare to stop, he sped up, although the temperature outside was very low, but he began to sweat, I don't know whether he was in a hurry or too frightened.

Gradually, the old houses began to appear in front of him in the distance.

They are still as dilapidated and bleak as they were more than a decade ago.

Wu An paused, reflecting the firelight, and from a distance, it seemed that only one door of the old house was closed, and the other was open. He seemed to see the evil statues, and walked to the door, staring at him intensely.

He shook the torch and wiped his eyes, only to realize that it was a ghost.

The fear in front had just been lifted, but at this time, the sound of feet stepping on the snow really sounded behind them.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

Wu An's heart was about to jump to his throat, he felt that the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him, but he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid of seeing the soul-stirring thing.

So he quickened his pace and kept walking in the direction of the old house. However, the footsteps behind him seemed to speed up in frequency, and the sound became louder and louder, and it was still not far from him.

The fear in front of him had left him at a loss for what to do, and he quickened his pace.

Soon he came to the corner of the old house, and a little further on was the house where he could get charcoal and a stove.

At the corner of the old house, Wu An noticed that the creaking sound seemed to be farther away from him. So he tilted his head slightly, and glanced out of the corner of his eye at the place where the sound came from.

Because he didn't dare to tilt his head too much, he just tilted it slightly, so he couldn't see where the footsteps were.

Faced with a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, Wu An suddenly leaned down and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground. As he grabbed the snow, he glanced down between his legs.

"Ahh

Wu An stumbled, almost burrowed his head into his crotch and fell.

For when he looked down, he saw a withered figure between his legs, walking unhurriedly towards him.

As for whether the person's figure was withered, Wu An didn't dare to be sure, because he was looking down and looking back, and what he saw was probably not accurate.

Regardless of its shape, the thing was approaching it!

Wu An didn't think much about it, and his instinct for survival made him break into those old houses directly, instead of the house in front of him to get charcoal.

In the current horrific situation, he couldn't wake himself up, so he could only break in casually.

Entering the old house, he leaned sideways behind the door and listened for a while, and found that there seemed to be no sound outside.

Is it leaning against the wall, hiding in the doorway?

Wu An thought like this, there is really this possibility.

"What does he want to do at the door, block me?" Wu An thought secretly, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

After a while, there was still no movement outside, which strengthened Wu An's idea just now, that thing must be hiding at the door.

Is it blocked with a bloody mouth, or is it waiting outside with long fangs exposed?

What is it? a ghost, or a human?

Why doesn't it just pounce on it? Or do you like to play around with it and wring off its head?

With this thought, Wu An felt that it was very dangerous for him to stick to the door now, so he tiptoed towards the main house of the old house, slowly, gently, he didn't dare to make a sound.

He held his breath and pressed his other hand against the beating heart, while the torch hand slowly reached forward to explore the way.

Soon, he came to the main house of the old mansion, the place he used to go to as a child.

Although the outside of the old house has been repaired, the inside is still cluttered, like a dilapidated ancient temple that has not been inhabited for many years, and it is a place where demons and monsters often appear.

Wu An had thought it strange before, Zhuo Song ordered people to often repair the outer periphery of the old house, but never let people go in to clean it. And when he went in with Zhuo Yi and Zhuo Yifan, he also went in secretly, and he didn't dare to let people know about it. Because Zhuo Song didn't allow anyone to enter casually, saying that there was something unknown inside, which was very dangerous.

So right now, it's the first time Wu An has come in since he grew up!

In the light of the fire, the dilapidated wooden furniture staggered, many of them fell apart, and scattered pieces of wood were everywhere. The dark red patent leather longs to pierce the edges into strips of different lengths, like the pieces of flesh that have been hooked out of the body of a living person after being beaten with a metal mace.

Wu An swallowed his saliva and looked around cautiously.

On the back wall of the main hall of the old house hung several portraits, which were covered with scattered cobwebs, and the bodies of the people in the portraits were constantly wrinkled.

Looking closely at those portraits, they look very generous, but I don't know if it's because of the cobwebs, the expressions of those people are a little weird, and even reveal an evil smile.

Just when Wu An felt a little surprised, he suddenly saw a portrait's eyes move!

Wu An's heart jumped to his throat all of a sudden, his body trembled violently, his face was pale, if it weren't for the fact that there was a monster waiting for him at the gate of the old mansion, he would have shouted out.

Wu An was so frightened that he stepped back, leaning on a strip-like thing before stopping.

He wiped his eyes and held the torch out in the direction of the portrait, trying to see from a distance whether it was the portrait's eyes moving.

After staring at it for a while, the eyes of the portrait were really moving!

Wu An was almost distracted, he felt that his heart was hollowed out by something, and the pain was so severe that he was a little frightened. So the strip leaning behind him tightened, and he wanted to stay away from the moving eyes!