Gradually, Zhuo Yifan found that this smile was a little familiar, just like when he obeyed his family's instructions, his father Zhuo Song's face was full of joy before his death, and like his uncle Zhuo Ran's kind smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's even more strange is that slowly, white bones began to appear under the two skulls, and the skeleton of the entire human body was actually formed.

Zhuo Yifan was stunned, he rubbed his eyes, trying to make the previous hallucinations disappear quickly. He knew that these days, he missed his father Zhuo Song and Mu Xuan more and more, and his uncle Zhuo Ran's care and love for him before his death also kept coming to mind, so he felt this kind of care very deeply and missed them for a long time.

He guessed that these deep worries had hallucinations in the dead of night on the wooden tower full of desolation, facing the skulls overflowing with evil spirits. He misses his aunt and dad and even imagines the skull as them.

But no matter how Zhuo Yifan rubbed his eyes, he found that the scene in front of him did not disappear, but continued continuously. He saw two full-length skeletons dangling in front of his eyes, standing on the two stone pillars, smiling at him.

Goosebumps began to bulge slightly on Zhuo Yifan's body, accumulating more and more, accumulating more and more, his body trembled involuntarily, but his eyes did not dare to leave them, he was afraid that as soon as he blinked his eyes, they would pounce on him.

Suddenly, the sound of giggling and clucking continued to come, and the two skeletons opposite began to appear bloody, and blood continued to rush to the white bones of Sensen, and for a while, the white bones turned into red bones, which made people tremble.

Zhuo Yifan swallowed his saliva, nervous and didn't know what to do, it was the first time he had seen such a strange scene.

He didn't dare not watch their performances, so he could only watch them stubbornly, because he felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him behind him. In the ancient tower where no one had been active for many years, in the dark night, he appeared here alone, and anything could happen!

Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to look back, he could only watch the terrifying visions of the two skeletons opposite. He didn't feel much fear of them at this point, because the fear was coming from behind him, and he could clearly feel something standing behind him, and he could even hear it blinking.

Zhuo Yifan felt numb all over his body, and the blood kept pouring from his abdomen to his chest, and from his chest to his head, making his head numb and his bones cold and hairy on end.

The torch in his hand kept jumping with flames, and the fire light was yellow and black, constantly shaking his eyes, making his eyes dark and shadowy.

He tried to breathe as calmly as he could, clubbing stiffly with the object behind him, not wanting to change the silence of the thing because of his movements.

Zhuo Yifan continued to look ahead, and after the two skeletons were soaked in blood for a while, flesh and blood blurred pieces of flesh continued to grow out of the red blood bones, making a sound like cutting flesh.

The flesh on both feet was blurred, and then the legs began to be covered with flesh, the waist and abdomen were bloody, the upper body was bloody, the neck was constantly filled with red flesh, and the skeleton of the head was also bloody. At this point, the two skulls turned from skulls into complete human skeletons, and then into flesh and blood human bodies.

Then, the feet began to glow white again, and the skin-like thing continued to adhere, spreading to the calves, expanding to the waist, and then to the whole body. Suddenly, a few familiar clothes were covered again.

It's Zhuo Song and Zhuo Ran!

Zhuo Yifan is about to suffocate, how did the two skulls become father and uncle!

"Dad!Uncle!" Zhuo Yifan shouted.

It's just that the two people on the opposite side are like ethereal ghosts, fluttering, without any expression, let alone any response.

"Dad!" Zhuo Yifan shouted to his father alone.

"Daddy......"

A trembling voice suddenly came from behind Zhuo Yifan, it elongated its tone, not like a human voice, but deliberately imitated.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but tremble all over, such a terrible sound, he could imagine how terrifying it would be, he held the torch, but he was stunned, not daring to move.

After a long time, there was no sound behind him at all, and Zhuo Yifan's flustered heart began to stop a little. Zhuo Song and Zhuo Ran on the opposite side were still floating around expressionlessly, their bodies were very light, as if they had been blown away by the strong wind, but they were moving around the two stone pillars used to light the sky lanterns, and they never drifted away.

Zhuo Yifan wanted to shout again, but he was worried about the evil things behind him, so he imitated him again, or made a move that endangered him.

He let out a slight cry deep in his throat to test if the thing behind him would imitate him.

After a slight shout deep in his throat, there was nothing behind him to imitate him, Zhuo Yifan began to increase the volume, and shouted "Dad" again. There was still a dead silence that followed, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Could it be that he had hallucinations just now? Zhuo Yifan couldn't figure it out, in the dark night, in the evil ancient tower, facing the evil things opposite, it was strange that a person with a lot of worries did not hallucinate.

Seeing that there was nothing imitating him, Zhuo Yifan's hanging heart was relieved, and then he turned his head and looked back, and found that there was nothing except the pitch-black wooden structure.

"Daddy!"

Zhuo Yifan shouted again, but Zhuo Song on the other side still looked expressionless, ignoring himself, and there was no sound behind Zhuo Yifan.

It turned out that he was really hallucinating, Zhuo Yifan shook his head unconsciously, and his heart was completely relaxed.

"Daddy......"

Just as he was taking a deep breath, suddenly an elongated tone sounded behind him, the meaning of deliberate imitation was very strong, Zhuo Yifan heard it clearly this time, the voice was indeed not a human voice, but was deliberately imitated, but it was made with an evil smile.

The fear in Zhuo Yifan's heart was completely ignited this time, he heard it so clearly, it was indeed not far behind his head, there was an evil thing staring at him. He could hear it breathing faintly, even the sound of it spitting in its Adam's apple.

Zhuo Yifan remained motionless, letting the air freeze, and letting the torch in his hand keep crackling, which was the sound of the oil gradually decreasing and bursting.

He pricked up his ears in alarm, letting the unknown thing behind him wave its claws behind his skull, and the wind was so strong that it could blow the hair behind him.

While holding the torch in one hand, Zhuo Yifan made preparations to attack at any time with the other hand, if the thing behind him attacked, he would slam the Praruo Zen palm out and fight to the death.

It's just that the thing in the back seems to be able to guess his thoughts, and he didn't make any offensive moves, but it was evil in the back, as for the evil ghost, Zhuo Yifan was difficult to guess, but he could feel its evil ghost.