So I went to Douluo Continent

They didn't dare to take a breath, but they were ready to escape at any time.

Four people, from four directions, were all looking at the statue intently, as if they had forgotten even the act of blinking.

The longer they looked, the more panicked they felt, as if the statue would pounce towards them in the next moment.

They kept staring, staring through the thick darkness.

Look at the statue standing up straight.

Look at his head facing the wall.

Looking at the head facing the wall, he moved slightly.

The four people's hearts skipped a beat.

A white light suddenly flashed.

With this sudden light, they could see the whole statue clearly at that moment.

And the statue.

Gray, livid, covered with white ice...

Withered face.

And the eyes on that face.

Covered with white membrane.

Eyes without any sparkle.

It was supposed to be a statue facing the wall completely.

In that flash of white light.

But he had already turned his head in the direction of the four people.

Watching them silently.

But with a sinister smile that made people shudder.

The rumble of thunder suddenly sounded.

It sounded with the sound of thunder.

There was also the sound of the statue suddenly falling to the ground.

It fell in the middle of the four.

Separate the four people with partitions.

Without any hesitation, the four people immediately turned around and ran away.

Two, four and five screamed and ran in the direction they came from.

Sanze ran further down the corridor alone.

Just for a while.

None of them found out.

San has become the one left alone.

The light of lightning lit up again.

on the ground.

The statue's face remains in a twisted pose.

The terrifying expression happened to look in the direction San escaped from.

She looked at his back as he fled in panic.

……

As soon as I heard the noise coming from outside.

So the next moment, I held my breath.

He pressed his back firmly against the door, listening to the thunder outside, the sound of things falling, and the panic and dull footsteps.

and screams.

He didn't make any movement for a long time, just pressing against the door.

Until the screams gradually faded away and finally disappeared completely.

Only then did he dare to relax slightly.

He didn't know what was going on outside.

However, he couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the sixth figure he saw here before.

However, the sixth figure seemed to have followed the others out, locking him inside.

In this way, he should be safe for now.

Apart from him, there was no other "thing" in this room.

His body couldn't help but slid down slowly along the door, and he sat on the ground with his back against the door. Then he came back to the water like a drowning man, breathing in the air greedily.

Although the noisy sound outside only lasted for just over ten seconds.

But he felt like it had been more than ten years.

With great difficulty, his breathing gradually became calmer.

He also wanted to get back on his feet.

However, he just used his hands to lift himself up from the ground a little.

There was a rapid knock on the door.

It seemed like someone was in a hurry to get home.

He immediately blocked the door with all his strength.

Even so, the door panel behind him was still violently knocked.

It even made his spine tingle.

He gritted his teeth, restrained his slightly trembling body, and stood firmly against the door.

The knocking on the door lasted for half a minute and then stopped.

But he didn't dare to leave, fearing that the "person" knocking on the door would suddenly come back and kill him.

He was still holding on to the door until another half minute passed.

Only then did he hear a rustling sound coming from outside the door.

It was like something was crawling on the carpet in the hallway outside the door.

It wasn't until the sound gradually faded away and could no longer be heard that he relaxed his body and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it only lasted a minute, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He sat paralyzed, leaning against the door panel, and did not move for a long time.

He was panting heavily, and his back was almost soaked with cold sweat.

Even now, his mind is still blank, and he can't think of anything. Only the series of experiences just now are playing back over and over again, and then cruelly reminding him of one thing.

This is not normal.

There is something abnormal here.

The clearer these two thoughts became in his mind, the deeper the despair in his heart became.

Because in front of those abnormal "things", he had no power to resist at all.

However, this shouldn't be the case.

He felt that he had forgotten many things.

But I couldn't think of anything.

If you think deeply, your brain will feel increasingly blank. In the end, you still can't think of anything, but you seem to be forgetting more.

I don't know how long it took, but he still maintained that posture, leaning against the door.

Until, he heard a sound of footsteps approaching.

From the outside of the door.

Like a flashback, he instantly became vigilant. He put one ear against the door and listened with bated breath to what was going on outside.

Now, it became clearer.

Those were indeed footsteps.

He thought it was someone else coming back to find him.

But soon, something was wrong.

The footsteps outside were slow.

And it's not the kind of short and continuous footsteps.

It's like dragging your feet forward.

Listening to the footsteps, a picture also appeared in his mind.

A man with a stooped figure could not see clearly whether he was a man or a woman.

He, or she, lowered his head, perhaps with long hair hanging down.

The man gently raised his leg and took a step forward.

After that, the rickety and shriveled body leaned forward. At the same time, the other severely twisted leg was slowly dragged behind the front foot as the body leaned forward.

This person just walked forward slowly and staggeringly...

He immediately erased these thoughts from his mind and listened carefully to the footsteps outside.

However, the less you think about it, the more real the picture in your mind becomes.

He even couldn't help but think about it.

just in case……

Just in case the owner of the footsteps outside.

Did he stop outside this door?

Will he come in?

When the footsteps walked past the door, he couldn't help it any longer. He immediately rolled and crawled away from the door completely. He put his hands on the ground, raised his upper body, and just pursed his lips. Stare at that door.

The footsteps were still getting away, and he slowly backed away.

Until the footsteps can no longer be heard.

He felt his fingers behind his back touch something.

Score at the touch of a button.

He reflexively retracted his hands, turned around, and retreated slightly.

But he must have been in the dark for a long time, so he could barely see clearly.

It seemed to be a candle.

He paused, finally gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage to lean over, then reached out decisively and grabbed the object that seemed to be a candle.