"call......"

Aya took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the sofa. She first touched her waist - there was no ancestral dagger she just got.

Then, she looked around, looking for signs of the kitchen.

The living room she is in is full of light, with a simple layout and extraordinary personality. A large floor-to-ceiling window shows a broad view to the outside, while also connecting the indoors and outdoors.

In the center of the living room, where she was, there was a very modern-style sofa, with soft and comfortable cushions and seat cushions next to it.

There is a coffee table next to the sofa, and the empty wine bottles are placed on it randomly, leaning here and there.

In addition, the owner of this home seems to have extraordinary taste, and there are decorative pieces and cabinets in the corner of the living room to display books and artwork.

The kitchen is on the side near the door.

The kitchen has an open design and is connected to the living room, which should be to facilitate communication between the owner and guests.

As far as the eye can see, the center of the kitchen is equipped with a large counter, equipped with a stove, sink, and operating space.

Convenient for cooking and meal preparation.

However, it seems that there is no gas or gas in this era, and the method of cooking is still to use fire.

But fortunately, there are still knives.

Some time passed.

The knock on the door stopped, and Aya took a few seconds to collect her thoughts.

Now, go to the kitchen and get the weapon.

Aya walked uneasily to the place where the knives were placed, carefully picked up a kitchen knife, and held it in her hand.

"What should we do now?"

Zhang Feng said: "Just open the door, it's a mule or a horse coming out for a ride! The worst is, we'll have to fight to the death."

"Open the door directly? Are you really not delivering?" Lao Wang questioned.

"Then do you have a better way?" Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows and retorted.

Judging from the current situation, they have no choice.

This is the world of ghost stories. If you can't even see the enemy, there will be nothing you can do.

If they are normal people, they can indeed shrink back and wait for the weird end, but they are different...

They still have a script to act out and no choice at all.

Moving forward is necessary.

Afterwards, Aya repeatedly prepared herself mentally, walked tremblingly to the door, reached out and opened the door.

She thought that there might be some terrifying monster waiting for her outside the door.

But when she opened the door, what greeted Aya was a silent and empty corridor.

There was a gloomy atmosphere in the corridor, and faint points of light were dotted at the end of the corridor.

The dim light shines at the end of the corridor, like the last bit of brightness before the endless abyss.

They barely illuminated a small area around them, while other areas were mercilessly swallowed by darkness. The paint on the walls had faded, showing traces of time. On both sides of the corridor, low doors were lined up, dull

The iron door gave off a musty smell that had not been opened for a long time.

Sniff your nose.

There is a smell of dampness and dust in the air, as if... this place has been forgotten for a long time.

Aya frowned, came outside the house, and closed the door.

The squeaky floorboards made a faint creaking sound when footsteps passed by, which was eye-catching.

"Wow... this is just like an old city that is still deserted. There won't be some senile old man with a cat face suddenly popping up here and limping over." Zhang Feng said.

"Just, stop scaring her, she's already trembling! Don't you have any sympathy at all?" The fat lady pointed excitedly at the big screen, accusing Zhang Feng of being "cruel."

Outside the screen, Aya just breathed a sigh of relief.

She just wanted to say something to the military advisor in her mind...

There was a knock on the door behind her.

"Dong...dong dong..."

"Dong...dong dong..."

"..."

Inside the door??!

Is this okay?

Aya knew that there was no one in the house now, and she was completely confused at this time.

Could it be that...it is not an entity?

Aya was stunned for a while before an idea popped out.

Run out of this building!

As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, Aya took out a transparent crystal.

The moment the crystal appeared, it immediately burst out with intense black light.

"!!!"

In an instant, a strong sense of uneasiness and fear drove Aya to run down the stairs and out the door.

The moment she ran out of the door, countless blood spilled from the wall, swallowing up the corridor behind her.

The dark corridor was like a bloody mouth, swallowing everything inside in one go.

At the same time, a large number of broken limbs and broken arms spurted out from the door like a fountain, mixed with blood, and they scattered on the ground to draw a hellish drawing.

Various pieces of internal organs and meat were scattered on the ground beside Aya.

"..." is a bit outrageous.

Aya's body was still too weak, and after she ran a certain distance again, she was already out of breath.

"Huh...huh..."

Not only Aya was surprised, but also other people in her mind.

"What the hell is this?" Zhang Feng looked at the small house swallowed by darkness on the screen and was shocked for a moment.

This level... is no longer the white-clothed level.

It's somewhat scary.

The last time Zhang Feng witnessed a similar scene was when he first entered school.

"Well...why do I feel something is wrong? Isn't the horror level of this ghost story too high?" The fat lady held her arms quietly.

It's not that she has never seen higher-level ghosts, but... this is just a strange story!

If Li Ya had hesitated for a few seconds while running, she would have been doomed.

"Ah, what should I say, let's get out of here quickly." Lao Wang expressed his opinion.

From the current point of view, it is still right to leave here as soon as possible.

Don't wait until a god pops up and devours it in one bite.

"Um, hello, what happened? I see you are very tired."

At this time, a man in police uniform walked up to Aya step by step with a baton.

He stepped on the blood-stained ground as if nothing existed, and said as he walked.

"I...I, cough, cough, cough, cough." Aya was about to tell what happened to her, but she felt like something was wrapped around her throat.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the feeling of nausea overflowed her body, making it impossible for her to utter a word.

"Oh, look at how drunk you are. Forget it. Come back to the police station with me first."

Then, the man sighed, lifted up the pale Aya, and took her back to the police station.

For some reason, Aya finally felt at ease after arriving at the police station.

I even just realized that I had to gasp for air just to breathe.

Here, Aya faced the policeman on duty who received her and told her the strange thing that had just happened.

But in the end, the policeman also felt that Aya's words were just the ramblings squeezed out of the mouth of a drunkard who smelled of alcohol.

"Sir...are you really drunk?"

Such a sentence made Aya not know what to say.

Of course Aya knew what she said was true.

However, she herself also knew how incredible what she said was in the eyes of ordinary people.
To be continued...