The headless body kept hitting the door.
The door kept shaking, as if it would be knocked open soon!
Wang Ye's expression changed slightly, he stood up and used the female body tied with hemp rope as a long stick, leaning against the door.
Sure enough, the situation has eased a lot.
But with every impact of the figure, blood would spray on the door sticker from the broken neck, almost turning it completely red.
Time passed by, and there was only one hour left until two o'clock in the morning.
The knocking on the door finally stopped, but the figure was still walking around the guest room, holding his head in his hand, as if he wanted to find a breakthrough again.
At some point, the footsteps finally stopped.
There was a burst of sad crying in the courtyard, and the voices were from men and women.
From the whispered conversations of these people, it was probably known that the master of the Qin Mansion was dead.
It turned out that the person who died at that time was the head of the Qin Mansion?
But why is there such movement in the courtyard now? Is it a restoration of the scene? Going back in time? Or have those family members also turned into ghosts, continuing to do the same things they did in life?
With a lot of confusion, Wang Ye finally did not open the door of the guest room.
finally...
It’s two o’clock in the morning!
As the time came, the courtyard instantly returned to silence, and even those half-said words disappeared at this moment.
Wang Ye, who had been watching the time, pushed open the guest room door, not forgetting to remove the ghost rope from the female corpse, and closed the door thoughtfully!
But when I looked at the door of this guest room, it was as clean as new!
It doesn't look like it's stained with blood at all!
Is it an illusion?
Or maybe I just witnessed what happened in the guest room back then!
Who is Mr. Lu?
In his impression, the only person with the surname Lu was the one named Lu Qing in Xiaowu's mouth.
Is it him?
Without any time to think about it, Wang Ye, who had already simulated it in his mind for several seconds, went directly to the door of the main room and opened the door!
There was a dark coffin standing at the door!
There was an incense burner next to it, but the incense had long been burned out, leaving only the ashes.
After confirming that there was nothing else in the room, Wang Ye stepped in.
but...
The air fluctuates.
After taking a step forward, the scene in front of me was completely different from when I was at the door.
It's like being in the wilderness. There are no traces of the ancient house around now, and it is very empty.
Weeds grew everywhere, and the air was filled with a cool and gloomy atmosphere.
Every time you take a breath, you can feel a stream of yin energy entering your body, consuming your body's functions!
If you stay in this place for too long, you will die!
Wang Ye cautiously took out the ghost knife and took it in his hand, scanning the surroundings.
There are endless white birch trees on both sides, with corpses hanging one after another on the trees, so densely packed that it seems like a forest is made of corpses!
Many corpses were swaying in the wind, but their scattered eyes were always looking in the direction of Wang Ye.
All around are trees and weeds.
There is obviously some meat foam on the weeds, silently telling the danger.
There is a small road in front of me, winding to an unknown place!
Can we only move forward?
Since there was only one road, Wang Ye simply no longer hesitated and walked deeper along the path.
As the breeze blew by, the corpses on the trees silently stared at Wang Ye's back.
He didn't know how long he had been walking, but Wang Ye felt that his body was filled with yin energy, and his hands and feet became increasingly stiff.
Finally, when Wang Ye was about to reach his limit, a river appeared in front of him.
The river is not wide, but unlike normal river water, this river is dark red, as if it is made of blood.
Occasionally, a head and a severed arm could be seen floating on the surface of the river, and then sank quickly.
A wooden bridge was built over the river. It looked old and worn out, and even some of the wooden boards were rotten. It was doubtful whether people could walk across it safely.
At this time, there was a person standing above the wooden bridge, wearing a bright red robe, only showing his back to Wang Ye.
His back is slender and straight, standing with his hands behind his back, and his whole person has an indifferent and unearthly charm.
It was as if what was beneath him was not a mountain of corpses and a river of blood, but a beautiful scenery.
Is he the mission target?
Wang Ye's lips were already a little chapped at this time, and he staggered onto the wooden bridge.
The figure didn't seem to notice Wang Ye's arrival. He still turned his back to him and looked into the distance, seeming to be observing something.
Wang Ye held on to the handrail of the bridge and walked towards the man with difficulty.
After stepping onto the bridge, Wang Ye found that it was different from what he had imagined. The material was not wood, but felt similar to a mail truck, especially under his feet, it felt like meat.
The journey was not long, but Wang Ye walked extremely slowly.
Some places have completely collapsed, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the river of blood.
Finally, Wang Ye got closer and closer to that back figure.
But a wooden board under his feet suddenly shattered!
Wang Ye stepped on the air and fell off the bridge. At the critical moment, he grabbed a wooden board and hung it in mid-air.
Use your hands hard, jump your body, and return to the bridge again.
I don't know why this ghost place seems to be able to seal the energy in the human body. It is completely unrealistic to want to fly into the air.
And his body has become very weak due to the corrosion of Yin Qi.
If he hadn't grabbed the board just now, he would have fallen into the river of blood by now.
Although I don't know what the blood river is, I was very close to the blood river just now, and I can feel the despair, resentment, jealousy, and hatred emanating from the blood river...
The strong negative emotions almost dissipated his mental energy.
Standing on the bridge, breathing heavily, he almost died just now, but he didn't let the figure move at all?
Or is it that he doesn’t care about his own life or death!
But if I die, what will happen to the goods?
Wang Ye didn't think his life was valuable, but this thing was absolutely important!
The mistake just now made Wang Ye become more careful.
It took Wang Ye a full 10 minutes to walk a short distance of ten meters.
Looking at the figure close at hand, Wang Ye said, "I'll pick up the goods."
Listening to Wang Ye's voice, the man in red robe finally moved his body. Without looking back, he threw a box out of his sleeve and threw it into Wang Ye's arms.
After everything was done, the man stood on his back again.
This person...
Why is it so strange?
Wang Ye held the box and carefully observed the man's back.
When she looked at his legs, she was slightly startled.
The man's legs were penetrated by several small chains and locked tightly to the bridge.
"Ah..."
As if aware of Wang Ye's gaze, the man waved his sleeve again and patted Wang Ye.
The next second, Wang Ye fell off the bridge uncontrollably and fell into the river of blood.
