"What time is it? Why hasn't he come yet?"
After waiting for the little Buddhist monk, Shan Hong couldn't help but become a little anxious. He looked at the time on his phone and paced back and forth in the room anxiously.
With their experiences in the previous two nights, they knew very well that the red candle given to them by the little monk was the key prop for them to spend the night safely.
And tonight there are no candles.
Darkness is the stage for those ghosts in the temple. Without candles, how can they resist?
"Do you have any candles left from yesterday?"
Ning Qiushui asked casually.
Both of them shook their heads.
"Yesterday's candle was shorter than before, and it was not enough. We burned it until the candle went out, and it was still dark. Fortunately, nothing happened..."
After Shen Weiwei finished speaking, she looked at Ning Qiushui in surprise:
"Do you have any leftovers?"
Ning Qiushui took out a lot of candles from her pocket, leaving the two of them stunned.
"You are really my brothers... By the way, where did you get so many candles?"
Shan Hong was shocked and excited at the same time.
"Where else could I get it? I got it from another room."
"These candles are enough for us to light for two days. We only have the last two nights left. Let's light them."
Liu Chengfeng took out the match as he spoke, and with a click, a bright flame burst out from the tip of the match, lighting a half-burned red candle.
Ning Qiushui walked around the room with this candle for a long time, searching every corner he could find.
"Brother, what are you looking for?"
Liu Chengfeng asked.
Ning Qiushui said slowly:
"Looking for any hidden ghosts in the room."
"Have you forgotten that Chai Shan suddenly ran out of the room by himself last night?"
Liu Chengfeng really didn't pay attention to this detail. It was only after Ning Qiushui reminded him that he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Indeed, when there is candlelight in the room, the ghosts cannot sneak in. The only way they can break in is to knock on the door.
But if something had been hidden in the room before they entered, wouldn't it be a very dangerous night?
"Something's not quite right..."
Ning Qiushui's eyes searched the corners of the room.
He had a sense of uneasiness and felt hairy all over his body.
"Hey, Big Beard, light another candle, and you guys can help find it too. I always feel like there's something in the room."
People who can survive in chaotic areas are much more sensitive to the difference between life and death than ordinary people.
Once something threatens Ning Qiushui's life, he will become particularly keen!
Liu Chengfeng had always trusted Ning Qiushui very much. When he heard this, he immediately lit a few more candles in his hand and gave them to the two people next to him.
"Take them all and look for them yourself!"
The two of them took the candle handed over by Liu Chengfeng.
It seemed that the firelight gave them a sense of security, making their faces look less pale than before.
They searched around the room with candles. Finally, Shen Weiwei's voice came from a corner beside the bed, with a hint of trembling.
"You...come here and take a look!"
Hearing this, the other three people in the room immediately came to the corner where Shen Weiwei was.
It's very secluded here.
Because it was at the angle between the end of the bed and the window, and there was a wooden cabinet blocking the outside, people from outside couldn't get in at all.
Relying on the weak light from the candle, they saw a chamber pot in the dark corner.
Chamber pot.
It was not a noteworthy place in the room.
But, that location is weird.
Even if they use a chamber pot, they will not hide it directly.
So why are chamber pots here?
Behind the Blood Gate, any weird thing can easily make people nervous.
Ning Qiushui motioned to the others to get out of the way, and used her feet to pull out the chamber pot.
Under the candlelight, the chamber pot in front of me was actually covered with a lid.
Ning Qiushui carefully opened the lid, and a pale face appeared in the chamber pot.
"Idiot...!"
The three people on the side were frightened and took a step back at first, but at least they were mentally prepared and quickly calmed down their nervousness. Liu Chengfeng took a step forward and cursed at the face in the chamber pot:
"No, there is so much space in this room, so what if I can't accommodate you? Are you going to hide here?"
"You're already a ghost, why are you still hiding yourself like this?"
This scolding really angered the human face in the chamber pot. Its expression suddenly became extremely painful, and it kept struggling and squirming, as if it was trying to get out of the jar!
"Damn it, this piece of shit is not willing to listen to even a few words."
Before he finished speaking, cracks appeared one after another on the surface of the chamber pot, and sticky blood seeped out from these cracks. As the blood seeped out, the temperature in the room began to drop...
Uh-huh!
A dark figure appeared outside the house, standing motionless outside the window.
In the room, the candles lit in everyone's hands kept swaying, as if they were going to go out at any moment!
"Is it coming out, are we going to throw it out?"
Shen Weiwei, who had already dispelled part of her inner fear by Liu Chengfeng's speech, became nervous again!
Ning Qiushui looked at the black shadow outside the window, her eyes sharpened a lot.
Throw the chamber pot out, or not?
If you don't throw it away, the face in the chamber pot will come out soon. Will anything terrible happen after it comes out?
If they threw it, they would have to open the door or window, but the black figure standing outside the door gave them very heavy pressure!
They seem to have begun to face a moment of life and death!
"Uh-huh..."
The human face let out a shrill wail.
The walls of the chamber pot began to break, and old iron pieces fell to the ground, piece by piece, like withered leaves.
The situation was really critical. Since the other two people had no ghost weapons on them, they didn't know what to do for a while and just stood there in a daze.
Seeing that the face in the chamber pot was about to escape, Ning Qiushui said to Shan Hong:
"Pick up the chamber pot and throw it out. I'll open the window later!"
When Shan Hong heard Ning Qiushui calling his name, he immediately froze on the spot:
"Huh? Me, me?"
"There's no time, hurry up!"
He lowered his head and stared at the terrifying pale face in the chamber pot, and suddenly remembered that wasn't this the monk who disappeared the next day?
Shan Hong shuddered and was frightened by the ferocious look on that face. He took a few steps back and waved his hands quickly:
"no no!"
"It's coming out. If I hold it now, no, aren't I looking for death?!"
His look made Shen Weiwei next to her frown.
Gritting her teeth, Shen Weiwei's eyes widened. Holding back the fear and nausea in her heart, she suddenly picked up the chamber pot and ran towards the window!
"Open the window!"
she screamed.
Shen Weiwei didn't know where she got the courage.
Perhaps out of guilt for her dead boyfriend, or perhaps out of trust in Ning Qiushui, she did not remain timid this time.
Ning Qiushui opened the window.
Shen Weiwei closed her eyes and threw the chamber pot in her hand out of the window.
She didn't dare to look at the dark figure standing in front of their door and window.
Clang——
The sound of the chamber pot falling to the ground was heard, and Gulu Gulu rolled far away.
Just when Shen Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to retreat into the room, a cold, pale arm suddenly stretched out from the window and grabbed her wrist!
