After knocking on the door of the evil god pretty [unlimited]

007.

Si Qingyan suddenly turned his head to look at the stairs on the third floor, where something was looking at him just now.

He didn't see the eyes, but the deep malice that came out of them didn't lie.

"What's the matter?" Zuo Haoming noticed Si Qingyan's gaze, and immediately followed him to look. It was empty, and he could only see the handrail.

Si Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the stairs.

"What are you doing? We just need to wait until dawn, don't do unnecessary things." Zuo Haoming stopped.

"Are you sure that ghost is really Qian Huaishan's ex-wife?" Si Qingyan said suddenly.

Zuo Haoming was stunned for a moment before he realized what Si Qingyan meant. Si Qingyan was talking about possessing spirit objects.

If they want to leave here, they must find the possessed creature and destroy it.

They only have seven days in total, and now the first night is almost over, but they don't even know if that ghost is Qian Huaishan's ex-wife, they have no time to waste here.

Although they theoretically have seven days, that is the maximum time limit, and it does not mean that the ghosts in this copy will give them that much time.

Maybe tonight, they will all die here.

After being reminded, the faces of Xu Qingqiong and the other two newcomers also became quite strange.

With Wang Hai's disappearance, Si Qingyan frightened the ghosts, so many things happened that night, they all forgot about the existence of spirit objects.

Si Qingyan walked upstairs step by step, his footsteps were as brisk and expectant as before, and a few people could vaguely hear the hum of walking away.

Up to the second floor, Si Qingyan paused for a moment on the second floor, looked up at the corner of the third floor above, and continued to walk up after he still saw nothing.

Zuo Haoming glanced at his contract ghost, gritted his teeth and chose to follow.

As soon as Zuo Haoming moved, Xu Qingqiong and the other two newcomers quickly followed.

The closer you got to the third floor, the slower Si Qingyan slowed down. At first, Zuo Haoming and the others below thought that Si Qingyan was afraid or cautious, until they followed Si Qingyan.

On the stairs at the corner from the second floor to the third floor, there was a pool of blood.

The blood flowed down the stairs, staining most of the stairs red, and the smell of blood spread in the air, mixed with the smell of rainwater and soil, which made people sick.

Si Qingyan slowed down to avoid the blood.

There were traces of dragging at the stairway on the third floor, and the dragged body was the body of the person who died at the stairway. The dragging traces stopped abruptly in front of the window directly opposite the stairs.

Compared with the downstairs, the third floor has been much more decorated. To be more precise, this place is not considered renovated, it just has the floor and walls painted. There is furniture, but there are more sundries.

Qian Huaishan also said before that no one lives on the third floor, it's more like a large warehouse.

Directly opposite the stairs is a hall, which is now divided into two by the dragging bloodstain.

After Si Qingyan went up to the third floor, he followed the bloodstains on the ground and walked towards the window at the end of the bloodstains.

The windows were wide open, and the wind and rain kept pouring in from the windows. The ground was wet and the windows were rattling.

Si Qingyan stood at the window and looked out.

The hairpins that he randomly tied at the back of his head were blown away, and his not-too-long white hair fluttered in the darkness with the strong wind, and his fluttering clothes fluttered along with it.

Zuo Haoming and the others turned their attention away from the bloodstains on the ground, and looked at Si Qingyan. When they saw this scene, their breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

Beautiful and weird, Si Qingyan doesn't seem like an existence in this world, but like a ghost.

For a moment, everyone was in a trance. Could it be that Si Qingyan is really a ghost?

Zuo Haoming and the others came to the window and looked in the direction Si Qingyan was looking at. After seeing clearly what Si Qingyan was looking at, the few of them stopped breathing.

At some point, another person appeared on the big tree outside the villa.

That person was not Wang Hai, he should have just died at the top of the stairs.

He widened his eyes full of horror, despair and uneasiness, staring fixedly at their position.

Because they were on the third floor now, they were almost face to face with the corpse, with less than three meters between them, and they could even see bloodshot eyes on the other side's protruding eyeballs.

The wind blew the branches towards the window, and vaguely brought a smelly raindrop, which was blood mixed with rainwater.

Xu Qingqiong couldn't hold back, she turned her head and retched for a while.

The other two newcomers backed away in fright, and couldn't even make a sound from their throats.

Si Qingyan took a step back and closed the window thoughtfully. It would be very troublesome to clean after the rain came in.

Without having to face that face, Zuo Haoming and the others looked much better.

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief, and before they let out a breath, their hearts were clenched again.

Behind Si Qingyan, a pair of bloodshot and malicious scarlet eyes were looking into the window through the window. Zuo Haoming's mind went blank for a moment. He knew he should do something, but he was stared at by those malicious eyes. Just can't move at all.

The cold air kept rushing from the soles of his feet, making him tremble all over.

The same goes for Xu Qingqiong and the other three.

Their minds were clamoring wildly for them to do something, but their bodies couldn't move at all.

Si Qingyan walked towards the house.

Just when he took the third step, he suddenly turned his head, and at the same time he took two steps back, almost putting his face directly against the window.

Outside the house, the owner of the eyes staring fiercely at Si Qingyan was startled by Si Qingyan's face suddenly approaching, and froze.

Si Qingyan raised his hand to hold the window, pulled it open, and opened it.

"You want to come in?" Si Qingyan moved aside thoughtfully.

Seeing this scene, the muscles on the faces of Zuo Haoming and Xu Qingqiong twitched wildly.

Outside the window, the owner of those eyes reacted, the hair on his body exploded, and disappeared in an instant.

When Si Qingyan poked his head out, there was nothing on the wall outside the house.

Seeing no one, Si Qingyan was disappointed and closed the window again.

The windows were cut off from the wind and rain again, and the eyes disappeared, Zuo Haoming finally regained his consciousness slowly.

Zuo Haoming panted heavily, and took two steps back one after another.

He looked out of the window, and seeing the eyes of the man hanging on the tree staring at them, he felt chills through his bones.

Xu Qingqiong couldn't hold back, and retched again.

"Are you okay?" Zuo Haoming looked at Xu Qingqiong.

Xu Qingqiong shook her head, she tried her best not to look out the window, probably because she was too close, she always had the illusion that the eyes of the man on the tree were moving with their movement.

Si Qingyan didn't pay attention to these people, he walked towards the corridor on the right.

The villa is very large. In addition to the hall in the middle, there is a corridor on both sides that can lead to the rooms next to it.

There were quite a few people running towards the third floor before, but now the entire hall is empty, and those people don't know whether they are hiding or are dead.

Lightning flashed across the night sky, and the room was instantly brightened.

When he came to the first door, Si Qingyan stopped, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock."

In the darkness, the four of Zuo Haoming, whose hearts were strained to the limit, choked. Si Qingyan didn't forget to knock on the door at this time?

The sound of knocking on the door spread on the third floor, distorted by the sound of wind and rain, with a slightly weird smell.

Si Qingyan waited for a while after knocking on the door, but when no one opened the door, he had no choice but to open the door himself.

The door was not locked and opened easily.

The door opened, and seeing the layout of the room, several people at the door couldn't help but froze.

Unlike the living room, this room is simply decorated, and this room is indeed only simply decorated. Compared with the drastic luxury downstairs, there is not even a decent piece of furniture, but there are people living here.

In the huge bedroom, a solitary children's bed was placed in the corner. The bedding and sheets on the bed were very old, and the colors had faded.

There is an old wooden table near the window, and some old books and stationery are placed on the table.

There is a bag next to the old wooden table, which contains some girls' clothes. Although the clothes are not tattered, most of them are old.

Judging from the books on the table and the clothes in the bag, the person living here should be a little girl of eight or nine years old, but they have never heard that Qian Huaishan has a daughter.

"Did you hear that he still has a daughter when you went to the village to inquire?" Zuo Haoming asked.

"I've never heard of it." Xu Qingqiong shook her head.

Regardless of whether the person living here is Qian Huaishan's daughter or not, she is definitely not doing well. Qian Huaishan can afford a luxury house and a luxury car, but he is not even willing to buy her a decent dress.

Si Qingyan took the lead to enter the door.

He first looked in front of the crib.

The style of the children's bed is actually quite exquisite. It is specially designed for children. It should be a good thing when you buy it, but it has been a long time, and the sheets and quilts used on it are old, so it looks old and tattered.

The bed should have been bought when the little girl was born, and it has not been replaced since it was bought, and it has been used until now.

He was willing to spend money when he was born, but now he is not. This seems to confirm the identity of the people who live here.

"Scum." Xu Qingqiong couldn't see it, and cursed.

No one refuted it, Qian Huaishan was indeed not a good person, and death would not be a pity.

The red eyes opened, and the face was full of sarcasm, "This is not you human beings."

Si Qingyan replied silently, "Weren't you a human being?"

The man didn't speak, but the irony and contempt in his eyes were full.

"Crack." A thin, almost inaudible sound sounded from under the bed, like something was scratching the ground, or like fingernails scratching the floor.

The highly tense people in the room froze, and cold sweat came down their foreheads instantly.

There was a violent storm outside the window, and there was a dead silence inside the house.

No one dared to move, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

In the silence, Si Qingyan suddenly lifted the quilt and looked under the bed, but there was nothing under the bed, Si Qingyan was disappointed.

Si Qingyan's action was too sudden, which surprised Zuo Haoming and the others. Their heartbeats soared to the limit in an instant, and they finally remembered to breathe when it was confirmed that there was no one under the bed.

"Aren't you afraid?" Zuo Haoming panted, sweating coldly, with a strange expression.

"What are you afraid of?"

"die."

"Scared, of course I'm afraid." Si Qingyan looked at Zuo Haoming strangely, as if he asked a very strange question.

Zuo Haoming choked, did Si Qingyan look afraid of death?

What is Si Qingyan thinking?

"Afraid that you will still provoke them?"

Si Qingyan looked at Zuo Haoming with increasingly strange eyes, "I don't want to die, but I will die if I am killed, and I will die if I cannot get out."

Si Qingyan tilted his head slightly, his loose white hair outlined the side of his face, making his face more and more beautiful in the darkness, "And what if he dies and turns into a ghost? Ghost So ugly."

Zuo Haoming choked.

The scene of Si Qingyan chasing those ghosts with a knife and a smile appeared in his mind. Si Qingyan, who was still a human, dared to run to scare the ghosts and turned into a ghost. He probably could drive those ghosts crazy.

"If I die and become a ghost, then I can live next door to you, so that we will be neighbors." Si Qingyan said in his heart after serious thinking.

The man can't see his face clearly, which prevents him from being ugly, and also avoids the possibility of him being a boring ghost.

Hearing this, the man's red eyes were filled with rejection.

He suddenly felt that Si Qingyan didn't necessarily have to die, it was good for him to be alive, because just thinking about Si Qingyan wanting to live next door to him gave him a headache.

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