Jiang Yin didn't know where she was. The villa was very quiet at this time, and no sound could be heard at all.

An He went to the third floor first, came to the room where Hu Wanjun and Yang Ting lived and opened the door gently, but still did not see Jiang Yin's shadow.

Only Yang Ting stood alone in the darkness with her head buried deeply.

An He was taken aback, and reflexively took a few steps back, but suddenly found that Yang Ting in front of him was flying in the air. When he looked closely, he saw that Yang Ting was not there, it was just a piece of paper hanging on the wall. It's just skin on a hanger.

Seeing such a scene, An He not only felt creepy.At the same time, he became more and more worried about Jiang Yin's safety.

"Wait for me." She put her hand on the small bag she carried on her chest and made up her mind secretly, then turned around without looking back, and continued on the road to find Jiang Yin.

An He felt that this might be the bravest thing she had ever done in her life.

Walking alone in the dark and extremely weird villa, even though there were countless dangers lurking around him, he did not flinch at all, and continued to move forward bravely.

To find her Jiang Yin, for Jiang Yin and for herself.

Thinking of this, An He stood at the stairs and listened for a while with her eyes closed.

In fact, since just now, she has discovered that the villa does not seem to be completely quiet, and there is a very faint and hard to detect sound ringing in her ears all the time.

It was similar to the thumping sound of a beating heart, again and again, the source seemed far away, but gradually became clearer as she moved forward.

It seemed to come from above.

Could it be that this villa actually has a fourth floor?

An He paused, quickly raised his eyes and looked around, but didn't see any way to the roof.

In this case, it means that there must be a secret passage in that room.

Will it be in Hu Wanjun and Yang Ting's house?

Such an idea popped up in An He's mind instantly.

The dark red walls and thorns that looked like blood vessels, coupled with the inaudible heartbeat, actually made An He guess the truth.

This house is actually Hu Wanjun.

These walls are probably made of her flesh and blood, those thorns are her blood vessels, and the owner of that heartbeat is naturally her heart.

A precious thing like the heart should naturally be kept in the safest place.

Where is the safest?

top floor.

Where are the stairs to the top floor?

Definitely in her house.

Thinking of this, An He adjusted the flashlight that came with the phone to the brightest, and rushed into Hu Wanjun's room, trying to find clues.

The skin hanging on the hanger twisted as she came in, as if it would rush up in the next second, it was extremely terrifying.

But An He was not afraid. Instead, he turned his head to look at the skin, and whispered to it: "Be honest, if you don't want to lose the last skin."

I don't know if her threat had an effect, but as soon as she finished speaking, the Piguo really stopped shaking.

An He sighed, regained his thoughts, and searched desperately in the house.

Finally, she found that there seemed to be some mechanism behind the small desk lamp by the bed.

It is a button that can be rotated, and there is a pick and groove next to the button.

An He held the button and turned it. After turning the needle into the groove, he heard a bang.

A large square hole appeared on the ceiling at some point, and then a ladder slowly descended from it, gradually connecting with the ground.

The ladder was actually made of meat, and the steps under his feet were made of flesh and blood wrapped in film, and they were even trembling slightly.

And the armrest is even more scary, it is soft and extremely elastic tendons.

"It's all fake." An He repeated this sentence several times in his heart to cheer himself up, and then he stepped up the ladder and gradually walked to the top floor.

It was also with her approaching that the heartbeat sounded a little louder and more intense, as if he had discovered her as an unexpected guest, he was extremely excited and angry.

The ladder under his feet suddenly shook at this moment, An He gritted his teeth, pulled those tendons and walked forward desperately, and finally reached the top floor.

Compared with other floors, the top floor is brighter, and Anhe's line of sight is also wider.

"Jiang Yin?" An He softly called Jiang Yin's name, "Are you here?"

No one agrees.

But An He didn't give up, and continued to call Jiang Yin's name several times unwillingly, and finally got a response.

"I'm here..." A voice sounded from the darkness. Although An He couldn't see Jiang Yin's person, she could tell that the voice belonged to her.

"Are you okay?" Hearing her weak voice, An He suddenly felt worried, "Are you okay, are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Yin said, "Now all the dangers have been resolved by me, and nothing will happen in this room from now on."

"But my foot is hurt and I can't walk now, can you come and help me..."

"Okay." An He responded, and was about to step forward, but suddenly heard Jiang Yin calling her like this.

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