First of all, you need to know that the birth of the land of God abandonment jumps out of the three realms and is not in the five elements. There are rules of being one in one. It is linked together, and you can think of it as learning. Only by solving one number problem can you reach the final palace."

"Secondly, it is the existence of Chu Renmei. Of course, maybe it is just a similar person, not necessarily her. But if it is really her, then after hearing her Cantonese opera, she will definitely come to you tonight. It seems dangerous, but in fact... she is the only 'variable' in the Huang Family Tulou."

"You may have discovered that no one in the entire Huang Family Tulou will take the initiative to communicate with you. But if it is really Chu Renmei, she is the only one who actively communicates with you. Perhaps this way of communication is a bit cruel..."

Fate was written quickly, but after writing this, Qin Ye found that... Fate could not be written anymore.

There is an invisible force that prevents fate from writing downwards.

Qin Ye's eyes were slightly condensed, and with a wave of his hand, fate turned into a golden light and disappeared into his palm. At the same time, he was even more cautious about the dangers of the land of God's abandonment.

How does destiny exist?

Even the god of death in other countries must be treated with caution when seeing fate. The words "I came in person" are not a joke. I have been played with by a man who surpassed the way of heaven for hundreds of years and have long been infected with the other party's aura. But even such fate is blocked by the rules of the land abandoned by God.

"The so-called rule is a large circle drawn, and we can only dance in this circle with shackles. If we don't find the key, we will never be able to unravel the truth..." He stood up, his yin energy converged, turned into a human form again, and walked outside.

On the first day of the trip, it is important to be familiar with the situation.

When he walked out the door, he slowly wandered around the Huangjia Tulou. The Tulou was too big and the residents were too far away. He could only meet a resident after walking for more than ten minutes.

It was a woman wearing a plain cheongsam with short hair from the Republic of China period. In the house was playing Cantonese opera music with a bourgeoisie, and a pot of withered plants were placed on the windowsill in the corridor. She was carefully cutting something with scissors. Her white legs were overlapping, and occasionally sunlight was casting from the cracks of the leaves, illuminating a few spots on her body, and she felt that the years were quiet.

The scenery is beautiful, but people are dead.

The movements that Qin Ye walked over were not concealed, but the woman was like a walking corpse and had no reaction. She slapped... The wind blew on the ceiling and blew the sound of the sound. Just above her head, more than ten meters of snow-white clothes were flying, as if... dozens of people were hanging on her head.

Qin Ye didn't get too close, stood two meters away from her, and smiled and said, "Is this a cold clothes?"

No answer.

His eyes moved to the ceiling, above... a paper coat full of more than ten meters was hung! He was as big as a man, dancing in the wind, extremely cunning!

"Why are so many cuts?"

The woman finally spoke, without even looking at him, her voice was filled with a hint of tranquility: "You are almost dead, are you still curious about these?"

"How do you know I'm dying?"

The woman shut her mouth again.

It's not a ghost... Qin Ye looked at the blurry shadow under her feet, frowned slightly and walked forward. Just as he passed by the window, he suddenly stopped.

Someone...someone is looking at him through the window!

I don’t know who it was, but the woman’s window was closed and the curtains were pulled inside, so she couldn’t see clearly. The curtains were complex hollow colors and covered with the gauze inside. He slowly turned his head and could see... Behind the gauze, there was a hazy shadow, looking straight at his figure!

It was less than thirty centimeters away from him... I didn't know what, but I was facing his eyes. Just as he was about to look more carefully, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

Here is the glass window.

From here

To clearly see the scene behind you.

Just as he was staring at the room, the woman behind him... her head turned 180 degrees, and it was at a strange angle, staring at his back with blood bleeding from his orifices!

Even if it was him, his back felt like it was over electricity at this moment, and his hair stood up layer by layer and suddenly turned around.

The woman is still that woman.

He was still carrying his tailoring paper clothes, as if he had never turned around. In fact, Qin Ye didn't know what he saw.

Everything here cannot be explained by the common sense of Yin Ling that I usually understand.

He was not curious and quickly left here. Now, his eyes were dark, not the time to be curious.

He didn't see it. Just after he left, a pale hand suddenly stretched out behind the curtain, covered with corpse spots, and gently pressed it on the glass. At the same time, the curtain began to waft gently, just like a ghost hidden behind, about to break out of the ground.

"It smells so good...it smells so good..." A hoarse voice overflowed from the cracks in the window.

The woman who had never changed her movements actually raised her head and sighed: "Be good, he is almost dead. No matter how delicious he is, he is still a dead person..."

“We are still alive…”

Qin Ye naturally couldn't hear this, so he continued to move forward. The woman just now was obviously not a ghost, but she gave him a very ominous feeling. Until he walked about a hundred meters, he finally stopped.

A gap appeared ahead.

That's the entrance of the corridor.

At this moment, a human head was poking out from the entrance of the corridor, looking at him with two dark eyes open.

It was really dark eyes, and the whole eye had no white eyes! It was terriblely black. It was a child, at most one meter two meters away. His hands stomped on the wall showed a dead whiteness, revealing only a little hair.

The empty passage, the depressing and heavy ancient Chinese style, the sequinous locust trees in the courtyard were pitch black as the color of the evening, and the lifeless silence... If it were an ordinary person, he might have already jumped up screaming. But Qin Ye did not. His figure flashed, and in almost a second, he arrived at the entrance of the corridor.

No one.

But...just where the child appeared just now... there were traces of ten fingers!

It was a trace of pressing the wood tightly and pressing down the wood. In front of him was a two-meter-wide channel that folded upwards.

Very quiet.

It was so quiet... it seemed as if you could hear the faint crying coming from the building. You could feel... it was not the only one who stood at the entrance of the corridor! It seemed like... a ghost was by your side.

Swipe... The cold wind blew, and a sob sound was pulled in the corridor. Qin Ye raised his leg and wanted to go up, but at this moment, an extreme sense of danger rushed to his brain. He stopped his legs.

"Is this the rule?" He rubbed his eyebrows, which were still hurting. In the moment, a dark enlightenment told him... If you go up, something will happen. There will be a big thing that he can't handle now!

The rules don't allow him to step onto the second floor?

Or did he not find the conditions to step onto the second floor?

He didn't know, but he knew that he could not step on the second floor now. But just as he was about to leave, Dongdongdong... something rolled down the stairs. With a plop, it hit his toes and stopped.

It is round, covered with hair... and the fallen place is covered with bloodstains.

Qin Ye took a deep breath. The scene here was so strange and terrifying that he had only seen in his life. He bent down and gently pushed the ball over.

That's...a head!

A girl's head.

Her eyes, nose, lips, and ears were all sewn like dolls, and she pulled out a strange smile. Qin Ye felt that

The chicken skin exploded and suddenly stood up.

However, just as he stood up, his neck, ears... all the exposed skin felt something linear brushing by. Before he could think about it, he had already... faced a twisted face!

An upside-down face!

I don't know when... on the second floor, a person and a woman hung upside down. She was wearing a cheongsam, covered in blood, and her hair was stained with blood. She was scattered like a waterfall, and her whole face was dead white. Like a human head, her facial features were all sewn, with only countless blood stains dripping down the ground along the gap.

"Damn it!!" Qin Ye's whole body was covered in chicken skin. Without hesitation, the Duke's order flew out and turned into an umbrella, isolating the face of the terrifying woman.

The other party did not move, and the umbrella seemed to move gently. After ten seconds, he gasped gently and moved the umbrella away.

The woman disappeared.

On the umbrella, several twisted large characters written in blood appeared.

"You will die tonight!"

"Damn..." Qin Ye grabbed his hair and walked quickly towards his dormitory.

Not a good place...

This place is even more terrifying than you think about!

All kinds of supernatural ways that I could never imagine, and... I know there are evil ghosts, but I still live here, and... I still live to this day. He thinks these people are even more terrifying than evil ghosts!

This is a place where even evil people are scared.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" "Sir, your face is not very good?"

Bang! Qin Ye returned to the dormitory and closed the door. He sat on the bed with a pale face.

I told him clearly and hintedly that tonight... someone will come to him! It is very likely that it is Chu Renmei!

"Be prepared, tonight... I'm afraid it's not a good time. I'll take a break first and wake me up at twelve o'clock." After saying this, he lay on the bed and rested.

Restore your energy and wait for the first horrible night.

Time passed by minute by minute. Before Quan Jinghao and Liu Changmin could wake him up, he woke up by himself.

From the window, even the last light disappeared in the sky, and it was already late at night. The locust trees not only blocked the sunlight, but also completely blocked the moonlight. It was dark here like the Nine Nether Hell. However... all the lanterns in the corridor were lit up.

The blood-red lanterns shone bloody on the entire first floor. It seemed... to be announcing the arrival of hell.

Quan Jinghao and Liu Changmin were guarding both sides of the door. At this moment, a gong sounded in the center of the first floor.

"The weather is dry, be careful of the candle."

Dangdangdang... twelve consecutive sounds, and the moment the last sound fell, I wonder if it was an illusion, but the lights on the entire first floor shook gently.

If you fall into hell at this moment.

Here comes...

Qin Ye, Liu Changmin, Quan Jinghao, his eyes were all set.

The evil spirit is here.

Just now, even... she has arrived in this room!

"... I feel wronged and know the month, but it is easy to separate when we meet... Do you remember whether the phoenix is ​​happy that day, and do you remember whether you have to continue to bear the kindness and have another branch..." Suddenly, the song of selling meat and raising orphans sounded outside the window with resentment. At the same time, a gentle tapping sounded on the window.

Knock... Knock... like death knell of death.

"I really dare to come..." Liu Changmin and Quan Jinghao looked over together.

Qin Ye didn't.

Because... just as the sound of the knocking sounded, behind him... a pair of pale hands covered with black nails had already pressed on both sides of his head!
Chapter completed!