Wu Xie stood like a log in front of the windowsill, his face showing hesitation and embarrassment, even more bitter than bitter gourd. He stared at the windowsill that looked like a lump of iron, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could probably kill a group of flies, his eyes were full of confusion, his two feet seemed to be glued to the ground by strong 502 glue, he was completely stunned and at a loss.

Bai Mumu was so anxious that he jumped up and down on the spot, shouting at the top of his voice: "Wu Xie, why are you still standing there? Come on! Remove this windowsill quickly!"

Wu Xie hesitated and stammered, "Ah...are we really going to do this?"

Bai Mumu stared at Wu Xie with wide eyes, throwing all her ladylike manners out of her mind, and yelled at the top of her voice: "How can we get in if you don't take it off? Don't dilly-dally, hurry up, you are a snail! Hurry up!"

Wu Xie straightened his neck and replied, "Okay, I'll take it off. I've done a lot of ridiculous things along the way, so this one won't make a difference!"

After saying this, Wu Xie jumped up and started to move as if he had been injected with ten tubes of chicken blood. Hey, his movements seemed quite agile, but he was a little flustered, like a headless fly. Although his hands were relatively steady, the sweat on his forehead was pouring out like a waterfall, and kept flowing down his cheeks. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and he occasionally glanced at Bai Mumu secretly, and his mind was completely focused on unloading the windowsill!

After a lot of trouble, the two finally managed to climb into the house through the window. As soon as Wu Xie landed on the ground, he hurriedly took out the video recorder from his bag like a monkey, his face flushed, his eyes wandering like a headless fly, as if he was holding some shocking secret, but he still held Bai Mumu's hand tightly. He tried to straighten his back and pretend to be calm, but the slightly trembling hands had already betrayed him completely.

Bai Mumu saw him like that and thought he was just very scared. She didn't think much about it and held his hand, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Xie's eyes for a moment, and his voice changed with excitement: "Well, I'm not afraid of anything as long as you are here!" After that, he held Bai Mumu's hand even tighter, as if it was his life-saving straw.

Wu Xie held Bai Mumu's hand with one hand and held up the video recorder with the other hand. He said, "I am Wu Xie, and the one next to me is Mumu. We are now in an abandoned sanatorium in Golmud, Qinghai. If anyone finds this video, please give it to a guy named Wang Meng from Wu Sanju in Hangzhou..."

Bai Mumu's face was dark, he rolled his eyes, and interrupted unhappily, "Wu Xie, what are you talking about? It's like you're leaving a will. Can you say something auspicious?"

Wu Xie was stunned at first, with an expression that looked even more wronged than Dou E's. Then he became uneasy and stammered, "I... I'm just taking precautions. If we really run into something fatal, it would be good for someone to know our whereabouts."

Bai Mumu sighed helplessly and said, "Shut up your crow mouth, we will definitely be fine!"

The two of them then walked to the second floor. Wu Xie carefully observed his surroundings like a scout. Suddenly, he found many deep scratches on the wall of the stairs. He jumped up in shock and shouted, "Mu Mu, look at this!"

Those scratches were like hideous scars with bared fangs and claws, deeply embedded in the wall, as if they were scratched by the claws of some super monster. The edges of the scratches were jagged, giving off a creepy and terrifying atmosphere that could scare people to death.

Bai Mumu took a look, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

After finally reaching the second floor, the room was filled with a stale, decayed smell that could make one faint. Broken tables and chairs and broken beds were scattered everywhere, and the wallpaper on the wall was as yellow as dead grass, and large pieces were falling off, revealing a wall that was mottled like ghost paintings.

Wu Xie couldn't help but mutter, "This place is as shabby as a beggar's den."

Bai Mumu quickly reminded: "Be careful, let's go down and take a look."

Wu Xie found a wardrobe in the corner. He walked over carefully like a cat, gently pushed open the door, and a dark entrance appeared before his eyes.

Wu Xie was so excited that he danced with joy and shouted, "Mu Mu, look, there is an entrance here!"

Bai Mumu hurried over, took a look and said, "Be careful, there might be a scam. Who knows what's going on inside."

Wu Xie didn't care about that and pulled Bai Mumu into the secret passage. The stairs of the secret passage extended downward in a winding manner. There was a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere in the darkness, as if a monster would jump out and swallow them at any time. Wu Xie walked carefully while constantly muttering, "Mumu, follow me closely, don't get lost."

Suddenly, Wu Xie's feet slipped and he lost his balance like a ball. He subconsciously hugged Bai Mumu tightly and shouted at the top of his voice: "Mumu, don't be afraid!"

Bai Mumu was almost going crazy, shouting: "...?? Damn, Wu Xie, you unlucky child, let me go!"

Unfortunately, Wu Xie couldn't hear anything at the moment, and he was only concerned with using his body to protect Bai Mumu. The two of them rolled all the way down, and Wu Xie's arms and back kept hitting the steps of the stairs, making loud "bang bang" sounds, just like setting off firecrackers, but he just refused to let go of Bai Mumu in his arms.

Bai Mumu felt dizzy and kept complaining in her heart: "I am so unlucky to be following Wu Xie. Why do I always run into such bad luck!" But she shouted: "Wu Xie, are you okay?"

Wu Xie gritted his teeth, gasping in pain, and said, "I'm fine, Mu Mu, you're not hurt, are you?"

Wu Xie said stubbornly: "I'm really fine, this little injury is nothing!"

The huge noise on the stairs startled Hei Xia Zi who was hiding in the coffin and Zhang Qiling who was hiding in the dark.

Hei Xiazi frowned and couldn't help but peek through the crack of the coffin: "From the noise, these two little guys must have fallen hard! I wonder if my little boss is hurt."

Zhang Qiling remained silent in the dark, but his eyes revealed a hint of worry.

Bai Mumu saw that Wu Xie was seriously injured, and her hands glowed green as she used her wood power to heal Wu Xie. Wu Xie only felt a cool force flowing through the wound, and the pain gradually eased.

After Wu Xie's injury eased a little, the two began to observe the environment under the secret passage. It was dark and damp, and filled with a foul smell. The walls were covered with moss, and water droplets kept dripping. There were some shabby wooden boards and rusty iron nails scattered on the ground, which could easily prick your feet.

Not far away, there were several coffins, with strange symbols and patterns carved on the lids. The coffins looked very old and exuded a strange atmosphere, as if they were hiding countless secrets and dangers.

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