The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

The white dog's body was somewhat dried. It looked like it had been dead for at least half a month, and it was sticky after being stepped on.

Crane squatted down, picked up the burnt stick next to him, and picked up the dead dog.

"Except for your kick, there are no other injuries." Dropping the stick, a hollow echo sounded.

The two continued to walk, and as they walked further inside, the smell of burning hit their nostrils. After the fire more than 20 years ago, the ghost building has remained the same.

The ghost building covers an area of ​​500 square meters and has twelve floors. Chen Xiangyin and He Chongtian searched each floor.

He Chongtian has a physique that is impervious to all evil, and Chen Xiangyin is carrying mountain ghost money, so she doesn't feel safe around him.

He didn't look afraid at all, his eyes were firm and his steps were steady, as if the dirty things lurking in the dark posed no threat to him.

Unknowingly, he grabbed He Chongtian's left arm and held the mountain ghost money hanging around his neck in his hand.

Although agarwood induces immortality, I am still afraid of ghosts.

It was like watching a horror movie. Even though she knew that the scary music and faces were fake and did not pose a threat, normal people would still be afraid, not to mention that she was facing real ghosts.

The footsteps of the two people echoed in the empty space, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Chen Xiangyin's heartbeat accelerated as the environment depressed her. She squeezed He Dingtian's strong arms, and the fear in her heart eased a bit as he stretched his muscles.

Wang Rui only cleaned the area on the first floor. The two found nothing unusual and went up to the second floor.

The stairs were lined with various burned-out structures.

Agarwood's sense of the strange magnetic field became stronger and stronger, and she watched everything around her with vigilance.

The stairwell was completely dark, except for the light wherever the crane's flashlight beam touched.

Chen Xiangyin's senses were fully opened. She was not afraid of confronting ghosts, but she was afraid that something would suddenly appear in front of her and startle her.

The ghost building is full of traces of death, and the true reality is exposed.

On the blackened walls, spray-like mottled blood stains oxidized and turned black.

The camera of the mobile phone was stuck, and the screen was broken and stained with blood that had solidified into a dark color.

The corpses of dead cats and mice...

All the way to the seventh floor, the structure of this floor is different from the other floors, more like an archive room.

All the information was burned to ashes, blown away by years of wind and rain, leaving only a little bit of lingering dust.

He Tongtian suddenly stopped and looked up to see the traces of the fire burning on the roof.

"What did you find?" Chen Xiang asked.

Judging from the thermal damage, He Chongtian said: "The fire seems to start from this layer."

Chen Xiangyin: "There should have been a fire scene investigation back then. We can go out later and ask if the fire started from this floor."

He Chongtian: "It's just... if we start from the seventh floor, people on the first to sixth floors should have a chance to survive."

Suddenly, there was a strange noise, as if something was moving.

The two of them immediately became alert, and Chen Xiangyin saw a black shadow flash past his sight.

He subconsciously chased after him, and He Chongtian followed closely behind.

Passing through long corridors, Chen Xiangyin followed the blurry black shadow to a room with a closed door.

The dark shadow disappeared through the door.

There was an indescribable strange smell in the air, and the mountain ghost money in Agarwood's hand suddenly became hot.

"Ah!" Chen Xiangyin's hands were burned by the heated mountain ghost money.

"Pa-ta-" The rope holding the mountain ghost coin suddenly broke, and the coin fell to the ground and rolled deep into the room.

The moment he reached the door, he spun around a few times, and the crisp sound of copper coins was particularly clear in the eerie silence.

The agarwood made my heart beat like a drum, and I lowered my head to pick up the mountain ghost money.

He must have blocked it for her just now. When he showed his power, he burned the rope with thunder flames.

He Chongtian stretched out his hand to open the door. Just when he was about to open it, a strong vibration spread throughout the entire floor, followed by a loud bang.

Someone is knocking on the door desperately.

More than one person is knocking. The fierce knocking on the door made people's hearts tremble.

The veins in He Chongtian's arms were engorged with blood, and he opened the door of the room with force.

Chen Xiangyin felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, and his heart was beating wildly.

The powerful sinister wind rushed out from the door, freezing to the core.

A hurricane broke out for no reason, and the hoarse roars and screams were clear and terrifying.

"Did you hear that?!" Chen Xiangyin wanted to get into He Chongtian's clothes.

"What?" He Chongtian responded calmly.

Then she knew that he hadn't heard anything.

The wind blowing in the windowless room stopped, and the agarwood caressed his heart, "He must have been choked to death in the room, and his ghost is still there."

He Zhongtian hummed, holding a flashlight behind his back and shining it into the dark room to check the situation.

He is really...not afraid at all...

There is a desk and a shelf in the room.

There was a photo scattered on the ground, and Agarwood picked it up and looked at it.

Already yellowed, it was a group photo, with dozens of people lined up neatly, all smiling.

The background of the photo is the interior of the building.

Chen Xiangyin's eyes wandered over the photo and suddenly settled on a figure with a vague face.

The man stood on the edge of the crowd, his face blurred and out of focus, and his entire face looked distorted.

His posture was very abrupt, as if he did not belong to the group.

Chen Xiangyin felt something was wrong, and the fire in the ghost house was more complicated than imagined.

She handed the photo to He Chongtian, who took a look at it and said, "Why is there only one face out of focus in the photo?"

Chen Xiangyin's hair stood up all over his body, and a chill ran down his spine. "There are two possibilities, either this person is possessed by something, or... he is not a human being."

Crane narrowed his eyes and put the photo in his pocket.

I continued searching upstairs until I reached the top floor, but found nothing that looked like something evil.

The sun was setting outside the window, and Agarwood didn't want to stay in this damn place even after dark.

"I didn't find anything, let's go first."

After returning in vain, He Chongtian was a little unwilling, "Is there any secret room here?"

The two tried to find out if there was a secret passage again. Seeing that the light in the building was getting darker, Chenxiang gave two warnings.

"When the sun sets, yin and yang alternate. The yang energy is weak and the yin energy is strong. I don't want to wait in line when I go downstairs."

After shrugging, he turned and went downstairs, "Go and ask Wen Jihua, he is the boss who built this building. If there is any hidden space, he should know best."

He shot up to the sky and followed her.

As soon as the two of them got down to the first floor, the wood in the corner suddenly made a strange sound.

Chen Xiangyin looked over and saw a black figure melting into the darkness standing close to the wall, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"What are you looking at?" He Chongtian asked her from a few meters away.

Chen Xiangyin turned to look at the crane rising into the sky, and saw a charred corpse hanging upside down on the beam above his head, with a twisted and terrifying face!

With a loud shout, Chen Xiang cited Shan Guiqian's hand and took He Tingtian's hand, palms touching and fingers interlocked.

"Run! Don't look back!"

Just as he was about to run out of the building, an eerie and dry voice came from behind him, "Boss Wen, I'm lucky."

The half-burned talisman flew past the head of Agarwood in the cold wind, and when it floated in front of her, she stretched out her hand to catch it.

She couldn't understand the red letters on the yellow paper. She only saw Wen Jihua's name and birth date on it.

On the burned other half, in the part corresponding to Wen Jihua's name, only the word "ghost" could be seen.