Daomu Biji

I turned around almost as a reflex, relying on the first instinct of my body. Easy reading on mobile phone: sorted by αp.k Through the back door of the front hall, you can see a strange green light shining in the back hall opposite the patio. The light shines through the decayed carved windows and "diffuses" hazily in the water.

The green light was very strange, just like before. Now that we are so close, we can see some very imperceptible jitters in the light. This kind of shaking made the entire patio turn blue and ghostly, as if it had suddenly entered another kind of space.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, my whole body was cold, the fear in my heart was indescribable, and even my brain was not working well. What is supposed to come is coming, and you can’t hide even if you want to!

I tried my best to calm down, and while approaching the back hall, I told myself that since I got here, I had foreseen this situation. I have encountered many similar situations before, and it was always safe and sound, right? I don't believe this time can be any scarier than before.

It only took less than twenty steps from the front hall, through the patio, to the back hall. I don't know whether it was because I was stiff or because I felt the time was wrong, but it took me a full five minutes to get there.

The door to the back hall was closed tightly, and several carved fans in the windows had completely collapsed. There was a green light inside, but you couldn't see clearly. I carefully shined a light inside, and the shadow cast by the light almost stopped my heartbeat instantly.

I thought it would be a cyan woman's face, but it turned out to be just a shadow.

The back hall was in exactly the same situation as the front hall, almost empty except for the rotting debris piled on the ground. There is also a side wall in the middle of the back hall, and a dark green light faintly steals out from behind the horizontal wall.

This scene is very similar to the plot in a Chinese fairy tale. In a dilapidated ancient house, a scholar with an oil lamp is reading at night. A female ghost floats over and looks at the lights outside the house. But now the position has been changed. The scholar is looking at the fire in the house. There may really be a female ghost in the house who was drowned at that time.

I looked up and down the back hall and figured out the general structure so that I could escape quickly if there was a conflict. Just as he was about to enter through the window, the cyan light quickly dimmed until it went out.

My heart tightened, as if someone had strangled my neck, and I immediately held my breath.

Did it notice me?

A lot of pictures flashed through my mind, guessing what would happen after avoiding me. Since the "water ghost" had noticed my arrival, it would definitely lurk and prepare to launch a surprise attack.

wrong! He had absolutely no chance of winning, so if he just let it go like this, if it was really a water ghost, wouldn't he be seeking death?

I am now helpless,

No one knows that I am here. Not to mention that there is really a water ghost behind here, but if my foot is suddenly stuck or the oxygen is exhausted, I will definitely die here, and I will not be discovered for hundreds of years. Are you really going to risk yourself like that? Should I think more carefully?

I was immediately discouraged. The courage I had just evaporated, and I didn’t dare to go in again.

Have you been blinded by fear?

In this situation, should we go back and look for backup first?

However, if this happens, all the things I have done before will be in vain. Menyoupin and Fatty left no trace at all and just disappeared to the bottom of the lake. If they went up at this time, would it be possible to get into the water again? Even if I come again, will I still have the courage to repeat the process just now? I'm afraid it's gone. Then, maybe the oil bottle and the fat man will really disappear from my life.

At this time, I couldn't help but start to miss Pan Zi. If he were here, what a big driving force it would be? I am really different from these people. I thought I had enough experience, but courage seems to have little to do with experience.

When people are in the courtyard, they only need to take a few steps back, swing their legs, and keep going up. Within a few minutes, they can escape from the weird ancient building at the bottom of the lake, and there is no need to think about everything in front of them. But I stayed there, hesitant, because I knew clearly in my heart that no matter whether I was going forward or backward, as long as I took the first step, it would be impossible to stop.

At this time, his eyes caught sight of something, a clear handprint.

The fingerprint was on the window frame. I was so nervous just now that I didn't even notice it.

This place is full of sediment, and this handprint is so clear that it was obviously made not long ago. Is it mine? I leaned over and compared it, and saw that two fingers in the fingerprint were very long, left behind by the stuffy oil bottle.

I was stunned first, and then I traced the position of my fingerprints. It happened to be the action of breaking open the window frame - did the oil bottle break the window frame here?

It's a few hundred meters from here to where I first came down. He took off his helmet. How could he be willing to travel for such a long time without looking good? Could it be that he also became a water ghost?

The disbelief in my heart became more and more intense, but when I thought of Mengyou Ping, I suddenly felt certain. Didn't I promise to help him? If he turns into a water ghost, at worst, I will become a water ghost when I die, so the trio of water ghosts won't be too lonely. If he hadn't saved me several times in the past, I would have died a long time ago. Now I just take a risk for him, why not? Is my life so valuable?

I managed to calm down. To be honest, saying this didn't make my fear lessen. It even made me more scared. My whole body was shaking almost uncontrollably and I couldn't suppress it at all. But the belief in my heart was so strong that I faced this fear in time, He swam into the back hall through the window.

As soon as I entered, I immediately thought, is this not polite? Do I have to knock on the door first? In this way, people might think that I am knowledgeable and reasonable and let me live. After thinking about it, he slapped himself in the mouth to calm himself down.

The situation in the back hall was exactly the same as in the front hall. As we walked around the dodge bit by bit, the green light did not light up again. I was almost able to see the situation behind the avoidance, but I stopped because my hands were shaking so much that I could hardly hold the search light.

The trembling could not be suppressed, and the lights shook with the rhythm, making the person in front of him look like he was about to fall, so he had to use his other hand to help and force himself to take the last few steps.

At that moment, the nerves in the whole body were highly tense, and the heart was ready to see any terrifying situation. As the subsequent situation really came into view, it even felt like the blood vessels in the brain were about to burst.

However, when the search light shined, there was only a white collapse and nothing else.

Holy shit! I felt like I was being teased. When a person is extremely nervous, he does not immediately relax because he doesn't see anything, but instead continues to tense up.

Looking around, I found that the entire inner hall was completely closed, and the back was empty. There was only one door that should lead to the back courtyard. I just saw it outside. Outside is the street.

If the thing that glowed green was here before, it must be still there now, and it must be hiding.

I held my breath and swam over, making a defensive move, and looked under the collapsed object to see if there was something pressing on it, but it was too cluttered to tell clearly. As he looked at it, he suddenly spotted the only standing thing. There was a screen in the corner behind the back hall.

I don’t know what kind of material the screen was made of, but it didn’t rot. However, the hinges could no longer support it, and it was tilted crookedly, losing its shape. When the search light shined on it, his scalp became numb little by little. Behind the screen, a strange figure is printed.