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Chapter 1280 The Eating Table (asking for subscription, asking for collection, asking for monthly ticket, asking for recommendation ticket)
Su Yuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows at the sudden disappearance.

Judging from his experience, this is not a good phenomenon.

When the ghosts were active downstairs, although there was a lot of noise, but because they were not on the same floor, there would be no trouble.

And now there is no movement, maybe it means that the danger is approaching.

The culprit of all this seems to be the ghost in the woven bag in his hand.

Did he take it away by himself, breaking the balance in the room?
With this thought in mind, his pale ghost eyes turned slightly, and Su Yuan peeped at the stairs.

However, there was still nothing unusual at the top of the stairs, and Li Gui was not found walking up.

But Su Yuan could detect some movements in his ears, these movements were very faint, like ants walking on the floor, making a slight rustling sound, and constantly approaching him.

There is movement, but no ghosts can be seen, and other ghost masters will only feel uneasy.

But for Su Yuan, the abnormal situation was seen more often, and he got used to it.

Su Yuan could feel subtle movements approaching constantly, as if he had come to his side, but the ghost eyes still found nothing, he couldn't see the ghost's figure, and even tried to reach out his hand towards the direction of the sound, but he couldn't touch it. Ghost.

"Doesn't this ghost exist in reality?"

Su Yuan guessed that this ghost might also belong to a very special type, unable to peek in an ordinary way, just like that dog in Yang Jian.

Maybe some kind of medium is needed.

But when he was thinking like this.

Sudden.

A whisper came from beside the ear, as if talking nearby, but the voice was disturbed by some kind of interference, and it was impossible to hear what the voice was saying clearly.

Su Yuan frowned for a moment.

Was that voice telling me to put down the woven bag in my hand?

How is it possible, Cao Yang is still waiting for this thing to save his life!

Suddenly!

Out of the corner of his eyes, he seemed to notice something abnormal, and the ghost's eyes turned uncontrollably, looking in a certain direction.

I saw a thick-haired head poking out from under the wooden steps. Although only half of it was exposed, the head seemed to be peeping at him from the dark, and it didn't appear suddenly. for a while.

When Su Yuan saw it, the head under the steps quickly shrank back.

"There should be more than one ghost. The movement that couldn't be peeped earlier was one, and the head just now should also be one."

Su Yuan felt a little troublesome and sighed, he didn't intend to waste too much time here.

He glanced at the landing again.

The head that had just emerged quickly shrank back.

This ghost seems a little timid.

And it seems that he doesn't want to appear in people's sight.

However, at this moment, the wooden door behind Su Yuan creaked and slowly opened.

It seems that some unknown unknown being has come out of the room.

Su Yuan turned his head subconsciously, but this action seemed to be the trigger, as if triggering the ghost's law of killing.

The violent movement came again.

It seemed that the whole wooden house was shaking, and then Su Yuan felt as if something rushed over behind him, and then he seemed to be hit by something, and for a moment, the scene in front of him shook.

When things returned to normal again, Su Yuan found that he was lying on an old wooden dining table.

Surrounding the dining table are heads with thick hair. These heads stick out from under the wooden table, revealing pairs of greedy and weird eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be the food on the table, and the one eating was the ghost under the table.

Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little surprised.

Why is this treating me like food?
However, as soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Su Yuan felt a little tingling.

One of my feet seemed to be bitten by something, and there was even a terrible chewing sound next to it.

Su Yuan immediately turned his head to look, and immediately saw a scary head protruding from under the dining table. The black hair was scattered and he couldn't see his face clearly. He only had a mouth with blackened teeth protruding from it. Rotten breath.

Then the human head protruding from under the dining table stretched its neck and bit his shoulder.

However, he only bit off a large piece of blue broken step, which was the cloth of the ghost clothes. At the same time, he could feel the tingling sensation from his shoulder again.

"How bold!"

Su Yuan was furious immediately, and then used his supernatural ability. Although it seemed to be disturbed, it was not an obstacle.

At this moment, water was flowing out of his body quickly, and spread across the old Eight Immortals table lying on his stomach. The strange thing is that at this moment, Su Yuan's body seemed to grow together with this wooden table, the flesh and the table Sticking tightly, the table can't move, and neither can he.

Only when the water of Ghost Lake soaked into the Eight Immortals Table, it was obvious that the supernatural influence gradually weakened, and the body gradually regained the ability to move.

At this time, Su Yuan discovered that there were many scratches on the wooden table, some were scratched by fingernails, and some were scratched by teeth. It seemed that many unlucky people had placed this table before.

"It will take a while"

After perceiving the condition of his body, Su Yuan roughly predicted that his body would be able to fully recover its ability to move if he persisted for more than ten seconds.

But at this moment, Su Yuan inadvertently caught a glimpse of a person standing not far from the wooden table. The figure of that person was vague, and he couldn't tell who it was. He could only be sure that the clothes of this person were old and not modern. people, like the older generation during the Republic of China.

The man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the voice couldn't come through.

Knowing that the spiritual interference on the Eight Immortals Table was further weakened by the erosiveness of the Ghost Lake, at this moment I suddenly heard that voice:

"You shouldn't have come here. It's already too late for the Eight Immortals table."

"Who are you."

The figure didn't answer, but shook his head, turned and left, and the figure gradually left the sight of the ghost eyes.

Just after this figure left, Su Yuan was completely out of trouble,

The first time he got out of trouble, Su Yuan immediately pulled out a ferocious head from under the Eight Immortals table, opened his mouth with a similar grin, and stuffed it directly into his own mouth.

It was at the same time that he swallowed the first human head.

Suddenly.

There was a strange cry from under the Eight Immortals table, and then the table shook slightly, and then it split open, and a lot of dirty blood flowed out.

Accompanied by the strange appearance, Su Yuan's eyes shook again, and soon, he was standing outside the room on the second floor again.

(End of this chapter)