Then what is his hand trembling, is he afraid of the ancestors of this Zhuo family, or do they look like Zhuo Song and Zhuo Ran?

looks like Zhuo Song and Zhuo Ran, but he is afraid, does he have a ghost in his heart?

If he did something sorry for the two brothers of the Zhuo family, the method was so cruel, his heart must be very vicious, and he would still be afraid of that ethereal thing, didn't he say that Zi Bu was strange and confused?

I can't say it, and my heart is even more ruthless, and I will be scared and incomprehensible. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He quickly avoided the stunned glances with a strange smile and leaned around. Looking around, he saw the circle of statues, very different statues. In the absence of light, they emit a faint light of their own, the color of human flesh.

He reached out and stroked one of the statues, as if feeling something inside.

"Where can I hide?" he uttered, though it sounded a little strange, as if he hadn't spoken in years, or if he hadn't spoken in that tone.

There was a lot of clutter in the old house, but he didn't bother to look for it, he just looked at the big things that he felt were obtrusive, to see if there was anything he was talking about.

After looking at it for a long time, he didn't seem to have gained anything, and he seemed a little deflated.

Suddenly, by accident, he stooped and sat on the ground.

He looked up, and the circle formed by the statues was really round, and he inadvertently saw the evil eyes on the portraits.

Oh no, he found out he had been tricked. He tried to make amends, but it was too late.

The hazy gray color suddenly became colorful, but the colorful color was too light, perhaps because he did not hold a torch to illuminate it.

Slowly, the colors turned into light gray, but this light gray was not much different from the one just now, but it added a dream-like feeling. Then, the light gray turned into a dull black, isn't this the legendary color of hell?

He didn't care, because he was still moving, unlike what he had heard, and he was secretly glad that he hadn't brought anything shiny with him, otherwise he would have been hit very deeply.

At this time, he was a little excited, he wanted to explore this legendary thing that made people hallucinate, he was not worried that he would lose his heart and go crazy, and he would not be able to get out of the hallucination, because there was no light, and the hallucination would not be too deep.

Sure enough, two figures came out of the dark black halo, both of which had no heads, and one was missing arms and legs.

Seeing this, he swallowed his saliva, his hands began to tremble violently, and his expression began to look terrified.

"You can't blame me, you snatched my most beloved things, and I want to tear you to pieces. And you have also affected your family, and what you have done has stirred up infinite evil thoughts in my heart, I need to kill!" he muttered to himself, shaking his head.

"If people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, I want to take revenge!" he was still shaking his head.

He muttered to himself for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he came to his senses.

"Sure enough, it's the house of evil spirits, but fortunately I didn't bring a torch in!" he said as he stroked his heart and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

He got up and looked around for a while: "It's really hard to deal with, it's hard to find that thing without bringing a torch in, and if you bring a torch in, you will hallucinate and eventually go crazy." However, I will definitely find it! I am the overlord of martial arts!"

With that, he walked towards the door.

The sky is still snowing heavily, just like last year's abnormal weather in Liangcheng and summer snowfall. It's just that there were no wonders at that time, and some were just barefoot old men disguised as the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect to intimidate Zhuo Song.

And this winter's heavy snowfall, like last year, piles and stacks are falling, but the difference from last year is that this time it is really burying people, burying the hundreds of people who died in Zhuojian Villa.

He walked out of the old house, and did not rush to leave, but stood at the gate of the courtyard for a while, and he kept staring in.

After a while, the sound of "creaking and creaking" sounded again, leaving a long series of crooked footprints in the empty courtyard of Zhuojian Villa.

However, the sky was still falling heavy snow, and it was soon covered without a trace.

The cold night in the Central Plains was very long, especially in the eyes of the few remaining apprentices in Zhuojian Villa, because the courtyard was full of corpses covered in heavy snow, which was very terrifying.

"Bang ......"

There was a rhythmic knock on the door outside the room, and it kept ringing, and inside the room were several apprentices brought back by Steward Mei and Zhuo Yi, who were sleeping soundly.

"Bang ......"

The sound was still beating rhythmically, and someone in the room began to roll over.

"Bang ......"

The sound still rang regularly, and several people were woken up.

"What's the sound?" said one of the housekeepers.

"Who's knocking on what?" said another.

"I don't know. ”

"It can't be a ghost, right?"

"In the middle of the night, what are you talking about?

"Bang ......"

The unhurried tapping continued, and several people began to tremble a little.

"Light the oil lamp?" said one of them.

The other man rubbed and began to rummage through things.

"Hey, why is this fire fold gone? The oil lamp seems to be gone. Another said.

As soon as his words fell, there was a long silence.

"Bang ......"

The rhythmic tapping continued, sounding right in front of their door.

"You're not going to put it anywhere else, so let's all come down and look for it. One of them urged.

Several people were in the dark room, touching the fire and the oil lamp with their hands. But after touching it for a while, I still didn't find it.

"You say, will it be taken away by the ghost?" said the ghost who said just now that the knocking sound outside was the ghost's housekeeper.

As soon as his words fell, there was a long silence.

"Ahh

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" a few people hurriedly asked.

"Why is there a furry thing touching my leg!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people shouted, and someone opened the door and rushed out.

As soon as he rushed out of the room, he heard a plop, and he collapsed and stopped moving.

The man who followed hurried forward to see what was going on. He had just arrived at the door, looked towards it, and then slammed to the ground.

Seeing the scene in front of them, the people in the back began to retreat backwards, until they reached the innermost part, leaving only an open door.

"Bang ......"

There was a regular tapping sound, and it sounded again.

Several people huddled together, and they didn't dare to come out.

It was a long time before the sound stopped.

Hearing that the sound stopped, a few people began to move a little.

"It looks like the ghost is gone!" the coward pulled at the ghost again.