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And I ran to Wang Dingkun's side and said happily: "Great, you don't have to invest in reincarnation, so that we can always be together!" ”

Wang Dingkun smiled bitterly at me and did not express an opinion.

"Without further ado, let's go inside!" Goten commanded from the side.

With that, he raised his feet and walked first towards the dark old house, followed by the rest of the people.

As soon as I was about to enter the room, I immediately felt a chill hit my heart, and that chill came from the house.

For a moment, I even felt that we were not going into an ancient mansion, but nine hells.

I'm starting to get a little scared, after all, I've heard people talk about hanging necks since I was a child, and if I see them in a moment's miserable way, I don't know if I'll be scared.

Wang Dingkun, who was walking behind me, probably sensed my fear, only to see him say softly: "Yiyang, don't worry, I will protect you, and I will never let those three hanging necks get close to you." ”

"So don't be afraid, go forward with courage, not to mention that you still have the Zhu You Demon Wood Sword, if you fight for a while, you can even come forward to help!"

I turned around and smiled at Wang Dingkun, looking at his white miserable face in the night, it didn't seem to be so penetrating.

After that, he turned around and walked into the ancient mansion with everyone.

As the footsteps gradually stepped into the main hall of the old house, the whole body felt more and more cold.

I believe that those who have been to the old houses in the countryside should be able to feel this compelling atmosphere.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but in short, I feel that the pores have slowly opened, and those cold breaths seem to be drilling into the pores all over my body, so that I can't help but shiver.

After everyone had entered the main hall, Wutian quickly lit a torch and held it on top of his right hand.

As the flame on the torch gradually rose, the whole room began to slowly brighten, this torch was like a bright light in the cold night, illuminating the night at the same time, but also gradually calming my heart.

Under the illumination of the flames, I can vaguely see the whole picture of this room.

Although this house has been uninhabited for many years, the overall structure of the house is quite large.

Because it had been abandoned for a long time, the house was filled with a musty smell, a little cold, and a little pungent.

The tables and benches in the room were already rotten, covered with cobwebs and dust.

Probably sensing that someone was coming in, the snakes, rats, insects and ants hiding in the dark in the house also fled to the inner room.

In the middle of the room, above the heads of the people, there was a large beam.

There are some scriptures that are densely engraved on it, and it looks like tadpoles, and it should be a blessing charm drawn by the neighbors, which is used to suppress the ghosts in this old house.

However, it was clear that these charms were not of much use, otherwise Yu Bing would not have almost been taken away.

In the middle of the pillar, I don't know who used a sharp knife to cut several openings, because the torch lighting capacity is limited, so for a while there are not counted how many openings there are.

The red flame on the torch reflected on the brown pillar, which looked a little strange.

"Tianhong, look around, have you been to this old mansion on the night of the incident?"

Wutian looked at Tianhong calmly and asked him to determine the environment.

Hearing this, Tianhong glanced at the room, looked up at the pillar that the female ghost hung last night, and finally nodded heavily in agreement.

Wutian squinted at his third brother and said slowly, "Do you see those scratches on the pillar?" ”

The third brother Wuxin raised his eyes and stared at the pillar for a while, and did not answer his eldest brother immediately, but closed his eyes with a complicated expression, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was a little excited to see this situation.

In fact, the scratches on these pillars are exquisite.

According to the older generation of people in the village, for every person who died on the pillar where someone committed suicide, a knife was drawn to indicate the number of people.

The more knife marks, the more hanged people in the room.

Judging from the knife marks on the beams of this old house, I am afraid that I can't count them on both hands.

It seems that this family has always had a tradition of hanging.

In addition to Chunsang's family of three, there must be many ancestors in their family who have also hanged themselves in this room.

In view of the fact that the three elders of the Wang family did not speak, we little guys naturally stood quietly on the side and kept silent.

After all, this is an era in which only the strong have a voice.

For a moment, the room was quiet again, and the feeling of dead silence from before hit me again.

At the moment when everyone was silent, a gust of wind suddenly blew from the alley outside the door.

Strange to say, this yin wind did not blow towards us people, but rather spiritually and directly towards the torch in Wutian's hand.

It is clear that the purpose of this wind is to plunge us into darkness.

Sure enough, the fire was extinguished by this gust of wind in the next second.

At the same time, the cold air in the room intensified again.

"Yiyang, save me!"

The moment the torch was extinguished, Yu Bing's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

However, this voice was obviously different from Yu Bing's usual tone.

This sentence seemed to come out of hell, cold and without a trace of emotion, as if it was not the voice of a living person.

But I heard it very clearly, it was obviously a cold voice, but it was much colder than before.

What the hell is going on?

Isn't Yu Bing still in Wang Binglin's house, guarded by Phoenix and Wang Binglin?

How did you suddenly appear in this old mansion?

I opened my eyes and looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Yu Bing's figure.

However, since the torches were extinguished, the surroundings had been plunged into darkness, and nothing could be seen except for the nervous breathing of Tianhong next to him.

At the end, Long Xueyan's voice suddenly sounded behind me: "Yiyang, don't be fooled, that's not Yu Bing himself!" “

"It's not Yu Bing, who is that?" I asked urgently.

"It's the female hanger, she's confusing you, don't listen to her!" Long Xueyan reminded quickly.

As soon as I heard that it was the female hanger, my nervous hands and feet trembled a little, and at the same time my heart began to think crankily.

I wonder if the female ghost is watching me in the dark right now, and even more so if she's already on my back at this moment?

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became.

Just when I was trembling a little, a big warm hand suddenly reached over and took me into his arms for the first time.