Don't pass Hanhan

Chapter 6

In order to increase the excitement, the four of Mu Hongjie did not go through the main entrance, but turned around to the side and sneaked in through the window.

"I said, it's okay, why do I feel gloomy?" Pang Jinyu shrunk her neck, hugged Jiang Yizhou's arm tightly with both hands, turned her head like a rattle, and looked around.

Jiang Yizhou pursed his lips, not paying attention: "I don't see the light all the year round, and I don't have a master. It's not normal if it's not cold. If you are afraid, go outside and wait for us.

Pang Jinyu said: "Go outside and wait for you? Then what am I here for, I won't go."

Ding Yankai, who had been silent all this time, complained, "I'm here to pick up on men."

Mu Hongjie: "Xiao Ding is right!"

Pang Jinyu's cheeks were hot, and she became angry from embarrassment: "Don't talk nonsense, shut up!"

Jiang Yizhou dug out the video camera and flashlight from his bag, and handed them out one by one: "Okay, okay, let's go, the journey has begun!"

Pang Jinyu immediately left Mu Hongjie behind, and waved excitedly: "Yes!"

A few people looked at the house carefully with flashlights, and found that they were in a relatively small room. The whole room was rectangular, and the furniture was basically emptied. .

For some reason, even though it is near the window, and it is not on the backlight, the sunlight seems to be cut off from the outside, so dim that one suspects that it is not afternoon, but night.

"Come and see this!" Pang Jinyu squatted in the corner, beckoning others to come over.

She found a dilapidated suitcase, neatly placed in a corner, with a lot of messy things on it, if you don't look carefully, you will definitely overlook it.

"The box, I don't know if I can open it." Jiang Yizhou leaned over and took a quick shot with the camera.

Pang Jinyu quickly helped him light up.

"Can you take it out? Let me have a look." Mu Hongjie said, squatting down, and carefully lifted the box out.

Ding Yankai frowned: "Why don't you move, what if it's from the town house?"

Mu Hongjie laughed at him for being so timid that he was not as cowardly as a girl like Pang Jinyu, and said: "The town is a shit house, and the developer is going to demolish it next month. Can this thing stop the excavator?"

"But..." Ding Yankai still felt something was wrong, but it was too late. While Mu Hongjie was speaking, he had already opened the box.

"Why are your hands so fast!" Ding Yankai was shocked.

"..."

Then, looking at the things inside, none of the four spoke for a while.

In the leather box, a half-burned candle was squatting upright. White wax oil dripped down the candle and solidified on the base and surface of the candle, sticking the original candle to double the size of a cup. Under the candle was a mass of black A jelly-like substance that covered the entire suitcase. When the flashlight was close to the direct light, one could vaguely see that the thing was faintly red and thick. It seemed that it was liquid before, with half-burned bright yellow talisman paper coming through the glue. It looks weird no matter how you look at it.

The back of Pang Jinyu's neck felt cold, she shivered suddenly, and said in a low voice, "I said, what is this for?"

The box slammed shut.

Ding Yankai took the box from Mu Hongjie and put it on the ground: "In short... close it first, don't worry about it, let's look at other things first."

"Oh, get up!" Mu Hongjie pushed him away, with an impatient look on his face: "It's really boring for you to be like this, come here, let's see what can happen, besides, there are no ghosts in this world, what age? If you still engage in feudal superstition, the university is really useless."

Saying that, he squatted down and opened the box again, and reached out his hand to Jiang Yizhou, "Give me the gloves."

Jiang Yizhou felt that Mu Hongjie was right, so he took out the glove and handed it to him.

With protection, Mu Hongjie directly attacked.

"It's so soft!" He poked at the black sticky substance. The jelly-like substance was very viscous, and it stuck to the glove like honey and fell in a straight line.

Ding Yankai frowned: "No, I heard from the old man in the family that the big family used to use corpse oil boxes to build their houses, which is very similar to this thing. What if it is true, and it doesn't look like a good thing. Let's go."

"Corpse oil box?" Pang Jinyu was startled, and quickly stepped aside, "Is the thing inside corpse oil?"

"...That's not true. Corpse oil is not put in the corpse oil box, and human blood is usually released, but I'm not sure if this is true. After all, human blood has been done for so many years. Anyway, it's weird. We still don't... ..."

"Feudal superstition kills people, and it uses human blood." Before he finished speaking, Mu Hongkai interrupted again. He took off his gloves and threw them aside, then took out a lighter, and said with great interest: "But...the corpse fuel tank Son, this name sounds awesome, this is a candle, it looks like it has been lit before?"

"Can't order!" Ding Yankai was startled.

Mu Hongjie didn't give him a chance to stop him. While Ding Yankai was speaking, he had already lit the candle.

The bean-sized fire wick flickered and swayed, and the sound of something being burned quickly sounded, and then the fire wick gradually stabilized, and the warm yellow light lit up, coating the old and dilapidated room with a layer of golden warmth.

"Wow, it's brighter than a flashlight." Jiang Yizhou held up the camera and exclaimed.

"Is it all right?" Mu Hongjie picked up the box.

"No, put it down quickly..." Ding Yankai tried to stop it.

"Ah!!!" Suddenly, Pang Jinyu screamed in horror.

The other three were taken aback by surprise.

"What's wrong?!"

Pang Jinyu pointed to the backlit wall behind Mu Hongjie: "Shadow, shadow! Shadow!"

Everyone turned around in a hurry.

——There is nothing, only a dirty wall covered in black and gray.

"Don't be surprised." Jiang Yizhou patted her on the head.

Mu Hongjie curled his lips, "Hey, I was scared to death by you before being scared by ghosts."

"Just now." Pang Jinyu almost cried in fright: "A shadow of a woman with long hair, I saw it!"

"Okay, okay, don't scare yourself, if you can't do it, go out first, it's dirty here, girls don't come here." Mu Hongjie coaxed and persuaded.

"I really saw it!"

"Mu Hongjie." Ding Yankai's voice trembled, "There should really be a shadow there."

"Huh?" Mu Hongjie looked at Ding Yankai and frowned, "You're starting to talk nonsense too? There's no shadow."

Ding Yankai's face turned pale, "Let's face the shadow behind the object. You are holding the box, and the candle is burning in the box. According to your current position, there should be a shadow cast on the wall."

Ding Yankai shone the flashlight on the soles of Mu Hongjie's feet. No matter from which angle, the soles of Mu Hongjie's feet were empty, without even a shadow.

"It's unscientific!" Mu Hongjie froze in place, at a loss.

"Put down the box quickly." Ding Yankai repeated.

"...Oh, ah." Mu Hongjie seemed to have just realized that he was scalded. He let go of his hand and the box fell to the ground. The sticky liquid was impacted and poured out. The bright yellow paper talisman on the bottom layer, the red cinnabar pattern is as red as blood.

Ding Yankai was desperate, and cursed: "You idiot!"

Mu Hongjie didn't expect to fall out directly, and he didn't know what to do for a while: "I didn't mean it."

"Run!"

Someone yelled, and everyone ran away.

When Pang Jinyu ran away, he still grabbed Jiang Yizhou's hand. Jiang Yizhou could barely hold the camera with one hand: "Wait, the camera is about to drop."

The crackling of footsteps and the creaking sound of the wooden floor that has been in disrepair for many years, is amplified several times in the dark room, and it is extremely obvious.

No one noticed that behind them, the overturned suitcase seemed to be torn apart slowly from the middle, exposing the leather inside and thread ends. There was a scorching 'thrilling' sound, the flames were extinguished, and the liquid slowly increased, paved into a long strip like a road, dripping in the direction where several people left.

A profile silhouette of a woman with draped hair appeared on the wall, holding a handkerchief with her slender fingers, and covered her mouth with a graceful smile.

"Cuckoo..."

Running out of the door in a hurry, everyone came to a relatively spacious indoor space.

Mu Hongjie had good physical strength and didn't feel tired. He looked at his shadow on the ground, scratched his head, and said to his panting companion: "I didn't have anything else just now. It's just a shadow disappearing technique. Why should we run?"

"What is the 'Shadow Disappearance Technique'? I've watched too many anime, and, didn't you tell me to run?" Jiang Yizhou took his hand out of Pang Jinyu's hand, and took the camera with his other hand.

"I don't have one." Mu Hongjie was confused.

"..."

Silence spread over everyone's fingertips.

"You've entered too many haunted houses, have you met the real one?" Pang Jinyu said in a low voice.

"Run!" There was another sound, the words were correct, full of energy, and the voice was exactly the same as that of Mu Hongjie.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Pang Jinyu hugged Jiang Yizhou.

Jiang Yizhou threw away the camera and hugged Pang Jinyu back.

The two hugged and screamed.

"Your shadow!" Ding Yankai said, his voice full of panic.

Mu Hongjie's shadow is out of touch with himself.

Mu Hongkai didn't move, but his shadow on the ground was dancing with his hands, pinching his neck, bending his back backwards, as if he was fighting something invisible.

"Run!" the voice rang again.

"Damn it!" Mu Hongjie looked around and found a chair that was about to fall apart. He lifted the chair up with his muscular arms and threw it hard at the shadow.

There was a loud noise, the chair was shattered, and the shadow was fine, still maintaining its original posture.

"Let's go out, it's weird here, really, I feel so cold." Jiang Yizhou's voice trembled.

"Jiang Yizhou!!!" Pang Jinyu cried and called his name.

Jiang Yizhou's feet had left the ground, and a five-armed ghost wrapped him tightly from behind. The ghost's head was made up of two heads, and the part above the nose was held in the mouth by another head. The mouth is so big that it completely covers the lower head, making this ghost statue wear a personal hat.

The eyes on the 'hat' rolled around, seeming to be happy, the eyelids were bent, and black blood flowed out.

Jiang Yizhou's eyes were dull, his lips were purple, and he repeated dully how cold he was.

"Jiang Yizhou!" Ding Yankai picked up a scattered wooden stick, roared and rushed towards the ghost who was entangled with Jiang Yizhou.

The one suddenly stepped on a round object halfway, and the sole of his foot slipped, and he fell to the ground. The object was driven by his strength to roll around a few times, and stopped beside him.

Upon closer inspection, it was a bloody head.

The pupils with only the whites of the eyes on the head are facing Ding Yankai, and the dark lips are opening and closing: "You, step on it, I'm on it."

Ding Yankai was almost scared to stop breathing.

After throwing the chair, Mu Hongjie seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He took half a step back and fell to the ground, watching his own shadow stand up from the ground dully.

"You, you..." Mu Hongjie's speech became awkward: "After the founding of the country, you are not allowed to become a master! Go back to me!"

The shadow approached Mu Hongjie and looked at him carefully, and then reached out to pinch his chin. The paper-thin body gradually rounded and turned into a little black man with the outline of Mu Hongjie.

Suddenly, the shadow grabbed Mu Hongjie's neck, and his voice was cheerful and loud: "Go to hell!"

Pang Jinyu stared at the person who appeared in front of her at some unknown time. She looked exactly the same as her, but only had her upper body, and she was trembling all over.

For a moment, everyone was in a desperate situation.

At this moment, there was a loud noise above the head, and a big hole was suddenly opened in the ceiling, and countless lights rushed in, driving out the darkness.

The eyes of the human body couldn't adapt at once, and they narrowed slightly out of instinct.

Mu Hongjie looked up, and vaguely saw a lively figure falling down with the light, as if all the light was because of her.

The figure walked against the light, landed lightly, and held a huge Tang saber that was completely opposite to her figure in one hand. She was confident and casual in her movements, as if nothing could catch her eyes, and nothing could resist it. But she is powerful.

Then the man seemed to have spotted them and walked towards them step by step.

Under the stimulation of the strong light, Mu Hongjie's eyes hurt, but he was unwilling to blink, staring at the voice closely, his heart beating uncontrollably, making his ears deafening.

Chen Xiaoluo's crimson eyes scanned around, tilted her head slightly, and smiled brightly: "It's really tragic, you guys. It's a close call."

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The author has something to say:

Mu Hongjie: Impossible!Absolutely impossible!There are no ghosts in this world!

Su Shen (nodding in agreement): You are right.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!