Cui Wenyan shook her head, unable to speak, but when she turned back with the flashlight to look at the path, she found only dried grass behind her, nowhere was there any path?
Not far ahead, the black wall looks like a giant beast lurking, watching with fierce eyes from behind the weeds.
"No... no path?!" Wu Yihao, following Cui Wenyan, was tongue-tied and vigorously rubbed his eyes.
Liang Bing was already standing at the door, waving his flashlight over the two of them and shouted: "What’s wrong? Co over quickly, we’re going on an adventure, stop being so jumpy, okay?"
Wu Yihao called out, "Coming."
"Let’s go first." Cui Wenyan turned off the flashlight and walked up together.
Liang Bing reached out to push the villa’s door, and easily pushed it open. The long-uninhabited room exuded a mixed scent of li and mold. Their flashlights scanned the room, which was still just a cent carcass, electrical wires exposed everywhere, except for the windows which were all fitted with glass, the room was empty.
"Strange, why are these wires exposed? Logically, they should have been buried long ago. Could soone have pulled them out?" Liang Bing frowned in confusion.
"Really a ghost?" Wu Yihao spoke.
"Don’t... don’t say that kind of thing." Zhao Qian, like a small quail, leaned closely against Zhou Kai, speaking in a trembling voice.
"Don’t scare her." Zhou Kai said.
"Let’s look around, find out where that sound ca from. You take the DV." Wu Yihao handed the DV cara to Zhou Kai.
Just as they gathered on the first floor to look around, a sound of glass shattering ca from upstairs, followed by footsteps echoing in the empty room. Everyone simultaneously looked at the spiral staircase, its dark opening seed like soone was coming down.
"Creak..." The mansion’s door moved in the wind, the rusted tal groaned as it closed slowly.
The beam of the flashlight shined over, Liang Bing took a step back, instinctively shouting: "What the hell?"
Behind the vermilion iron door were chaotic intertwined scratch marks!
Footsteps echoed in the space, the sound of sharp nails continuously scratching the door panel rang together, Zhao Qian scread and jumped into Zhou Kai’s arms.
At this mont, the glass on the left of the door cracked with white lines, like an ice sheet suddenly splitting, the cracking sound especially piercing, Wu Yihao’s flashlight beam just shined on it, and it suddenly shattered, shards of glass scattered all over the corner.
Cui Wenyan pulled out the peach wood small sword from her bag and threw it directly towards the door, the wooden sword strangely pierced into what looked like a very hard iron door, and monts later, all sounds disappeared, even the glass on the left that had broken in front of Wu Yihao returned to normal, without any anomaly.
Silence returned around them, Cui Wenyan stepped forward and pulled out the peach wood small sword, taking a careful look, just as expected, they had been lured into a ghost or spirit’s hallucination trap. Such traps greatly affect those with weak minds, easily scaring their souls out of their bodies, then being devoured by these entities to increase Cultivation, the most common encounter being hitting walls when walking at night.
"Don’t... don’t be afraid! It’s fine! Just illusions, surely illusions!" Zhou Kai said while patting Zhao Qian’s back. He raised his hand to pass the always-on DV cara to Liang Bing, but on the recording screen, a white shadow appeared at the place facing the staircase!
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