With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

Faceless was terrified right now.

It was the first time it had seen such a terrifying human being.

It doesn't have the heart to tell any sad stories, now it just wants to get out of here.

However, it can't go, it's stuck here.

The bloody hand was whipped to death by Ah Ming again...

He has no face, is weird, and has no intention of caring about his companions.

It paddled randomly on the ground with both hands.

A strange pattern just appeared on the floor.

It worshiped devoutly, as if praying for something.

It was the first time Gu An had seen such a strange thing.

Because, this weirdness is a bit close to people.

Generally weird, the body is full of violence and killing, and the first time you see a living being, you think of beheading. They are all like executioners, and they don't have too much thinking to think about other things.

And this weird one, who can tell stories, and cooperates tacitly with the bloody hand, now knows that he can't beat it, and knows how to escape.

Although the ghost painting talisman on the ground didn't know what it was, at least it was still struggling, much like a person.

Although, its struggle is futile, under the bombardment of ten tape recorders, it is in Ah Ming's dream again.

The faceless and weird body was torn apart, and the rotten white robe was burned by the fire in the dream, and it was in the flames, screaming horribly from its mouth.

The sharp cry spread far away.

The members of the Han family have been waiting quietly outside. When they heard this call, their faces turned pale. Sure enough, there were unclean things in this side room.

"solved."

At this time, the side room was opened, and Gu An stretched out his head, beckoning to the Han family.

The Han family was overjoyed immediately when they saw it, and Mr. Han Ge took the lead, walking towards the house with some apprehension.

Soon, they saw the workers who had disappeared before lying on the ground one by one, motionless. Looking at the corpse spots on their bodies and the rot in the air, they knew that these workers had been dead for a long time.

"Thank you Mr. Gu."

Everyone in the Han family expressed their thanks one after another.

Elder Han Ge also looked at the room, and finally his eyes were attracted by the pattern on the floor.

Although the room was dim, there was no weird presence, and it was daytime again, so the clarity of sight was much better.

Han Ge walked over, squatted aside, looked at the pattern carefully, and said it was strange.

"Can Mr. Han understand this weird pattern?"

Gu An squinted at Mr. Han Ge. This pattern was drawn by Faceless Weird before he died, and he was yelling at the pattern. He didn't know what he was doing. This old Han Ge seemed to recognize this pattern?

He actually recognized the strangely drawn pattern?

Gu An wondered if he should take the opportunity to preemptively strike and backstab...

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Gu, my ancestors passed down a box with a pattern on it, which is exactly the same as the pattern on the ground..."

At this moment, Mr. Han Ge stood up, adjusted his robe, and said with a serious face, his eyes were full of surprise.

Gu An also asked curiously: "The box? What's inside?"

Old Han Ge shook his head: "This box was handed down from my great-grandfather's previous generation, and there is no way to open it. Our descendants have tried many times, but we still can't open the box."

"Later, I even contacted many skilled craftsmen and used many new tools, all of which failed."

Hearing what Han Ge said, Gu An became more curious: "The box in Han Ge's old house is exactly the same as this pattern? In addition, something strange happened in this side room, there should be some connection between the two."

Han Ge nodded his head: "I think so too."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the family next to him: "Bring that box to Mr. Gu to see."

Soon, a junior trotted over with a box.

Mr. Han Ge took the box and went to Gu An: "Mr. Gu, please take a look."

Gu An took the box and observed it carefully.

The box was square and square, with three sides blank, and only one side carved with some incomprehensible patterns.

And the pattern on it is exactly the same as the pattern left by the faceless on the floor, as Mr. Han Ge said.

This box was left by the previous generation of Grandpa Han Ge, and it has been hundreds of years, let alone now. Since they are willing to pass it down, it means that there must be a meaning in it.

Moreover, it was 300 years to be precise when the spooky sprang up. Although spooky is rampant now, 300 years ago, many people didn't know what spooky was, and most of them only existed in the scripts of ghost novels.

And this pattern, involving at least 300 years ago, must have a secret.

……

PS: Tomorrow's update may be in the evening, and then ask for a wave of tickets~

Chapter 87 From the Diary of 1917 (seeking a wave of tickets)

Human nature prefers to explore secrets.

Gu An is no exception.

Holding the box, I tried to turn it left and right, and didn't struggle after making sure that it couldn't be opened.

He squatted on the ground and began to refer to the patterns on the floor.

Elder Han Ge also squatted down on one side.

The Han family behind was not very interested, and occasionally a few juniors were a little curious.

This box has been handed down for several generations, and there is no way to open it. This time, they have no hope.

Gu An took the box and compared the side of the pattern with the pattern on the floor, wanting to see if there would be any qualitative change if the two came into close contact.

However, everything was in vain, the pattern left by the faceless weirdness seemed to be a random graffiti.

If it wasn't exactly the same as the pattern on the box, Gu An wouldn't be interested in looking at these ghostly symbols.