"Blood?" Wu

Ling was stunned when he heard this, and he used his flashlight to shine a flashlight on the black stains on the walls, floors, and even ceilings around him.

The black stains stained almost the entire hallway, if it were blood.

There must have been a terrible massacre here.

Wu Ling looked at the blood stains on

the ceiling, his brain was a little wooden, and his throat was a little tight: "I'll go, what kind of situation can splash blood on the ceiling, it can't be a smash of people, right?"

This situation and posture, Wu Ling really hadn't seen it, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Imagine being in a corridor that is about a dozen meters long, almost completely covered in blood.

Even the walls and the ceiling above him were slightly splattered with blood, and the surrounding environment was full of the smell of corpses.

In this environment, people are not frightened crazy, but at least they have to be scared.

Although Wu Ling often watches horror movies, watching horror movies by himself and experiencing the things experienced by the protagonist in horror movies are not the same thing at all, and the nature is different.

He's meowing, who's a good person, and the corridor is full of blood?

This place can't really be a place where people are killed and corpses destroyed, right?

Wu Ling looked at the shocking environment around him, and thought wildly in his heart.

But fortunately, although he was very frightened in his heart, he was more fortunate that he had a strong enough heart.

Wu Ling calmed down, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, his fingers pinched the iron rod in his hand hard, and when he felt the cold touch of his skin rubbing against the iron rod, his somewhat wooden brain gradually calmed down.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then took a flashlight and began to observe his surroundings.

As the saying goes, art masters are bold, and this is the case with Wu Ling at this moment.

After experiencing the extremely 'cute' female ghost sister.

At first, his mentality changed a little, although he would be startled when he saw something he was afraid of, but at least he could calm down and think carefully, so that he would not be scared and scream.

After all, people have to learn to grow.

And the system had told him before that this kind of place was not as comfortable as his original world.

There are a lot of things here that can't be explained by common sense.

Even the intestines are exposed, and the female ghost sister who can still giggle at him has it.

What else is there that he can't accept?

And Brother Tong's reward ability is not a decoration, Wu Ling is also a man with martial arts skills.

Even if you can't save the world in red pants, at least you still have the ability to protect yourself and others.

Wu Ling was babbling nonsense in his heart for a while before he calmed down.

However, he was still a little unreceptive to his surroundings, and his face was a little pale.

Wu Xian, who was next to him, wiped the blood stains on his hands after feeling Wu Ling's nervousness.

His clean hand grabbed Wu Ling's back, patted it gently, and asked with some concern

, "Are you okay?" Wu Ling felt the comfort of his brother, winked at him, shook his head and said

, "It's okay, small scene, we can still hold it, it seems that the enemy's firepower is very fierce."

Wu Xian saw that his brother still had the heart to joke, and his heart was slightly relieved.

When he saw this scene, he was a little hairy in his heart.

But after all, he is also a person who has seen a big scene, and he reacted after calming down for a while.

After coming back to his senses, he was worried that Wu Ling would be frightened by this terrifying environment, but he didn't expect that his younger brother would be more powerful than he imagined, and he would be much bolder.

After Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers pinched Wu Ling's shoulder a little harder.

He didn't say anything, just whispered three words: "Brother is here." "

The situation in this corridor is very strange, but there is still no sound.

After the two of them came to their senses, they walked forward with flashlights.

In addition to being stained with blood, the structure of the space is also a little strange.

On the left is a brick wall, and on the right is a room.

If you look at it alone, you won't find anything strange.

However, according to the structure of the buildings upstairs, the corridor is nearly 20 meters long.

There should be at least two to three rooms on this right.

When the two of them got closer to check, they were a little surprised to find.

There are indeed three rooms on the right, but the other two rooms are sealed with cement.

It looked like the two rooms were separated.

Moreover, the workmanship of the cement that covered the door was very rough, and it seemed as if it was hurriedly sealed to prevent the contents from coming out.

The two glanced at each other, although they both felt strange in their hearts.

But at this time, they did not have the extra energy to think about these problems, but cautiously walked to the iron door in front of them.

In the empty corridor, the subtle but non-negligible sound of footsteps continued to sound.

Because the corridor was quite quiet, the sound of the footsteps had a slight echo in the open environment, and it sounded very scary.

Wu Ling swallowed his saliva, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little hairy.

But his steps forward never stopped.

The two walked to the door slowly, and then Wu Xian glanced at Wu Ling, stretched out his hand and made a more complicated gesture.

Wu Ling blinked, and looked cute and said OK.

After Wu Xian saw him answer, he reached out and pushed down the glasses on his face.

Subsequently.

"Peng!"

With a familiar sound, Wu Xian kicked the door open, but he didn't have time to check inside.

He saw the child, who was supposed to be standing behind him at this moment, slid directly into the house with an iron rod like a little loach.

Wu's pupils shrank, and his arm subconsciously grabbed forward.

As a result, the little loach slipped quite fast, and he didn't catch it.

Wu Ling remembered his brother's gesture after Wu Xian kicked the door open.

He rushed forward with his small iron bar in his hand, and at the same time his eyes carefully probed the surrounding environment, his muscles tensed, and his eyes were not clear at all, but extremely sharp.

When he slipped into the house, he immediately took a flashlight and took a picture of it.

But he was a little surprised to find that there were no demons and monsters in this room as he imagined, or human heads and broken arms and the like.

It's a very ordinary lounge-like room.

With the help of the light of the flashlight, Wu Ling saw a desk full of documents and papers in the room.

There is also a bookshelf that looks like a filing cabinet next to the writing desk, and a wooden bed in the far corner of the room.

"Huh?" The wooden bed in the corner attracted Wu Ling's attention, and he couldn't help but walk over there.

On top of the wooden bed was a black-green quilt that had rotted away, and the smell was extremely unpleasant, exuding a heavy musty smell.

But the strange thing at this time is that the quilt is bulging, and it looks like a dead person is wrapped in it.

Wu Ling licked the little tiger teeth, although he was scared in his heart, he was more excited with blood.

He clenched the iron rod in his hand and walked slowly and steadily towards the bed.

One step, two steps.

Almost instantly, he walked to the side of the bed

, Xu is newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, the next second.

Wu Ling clenched the iron rod in his hand, tensed the muscles of his body, and was ready to attack immediately in case of an emergency.

Then he was extremely vigilant and a little recklessly poked the bulging quilt.

With some slight friction sounds, the pitch-black quilt was poked in by Wu Ling with a stick, and swayed from side to side.

When I felt that the quilt under my hand was soft, it didn't feel like it poked the human body.

Wu Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and directly picked off the quilt with an iron rod with his hand.

I saw a pillow with a little black stain lying in the quilt.

I don't know what material this pillow is, it's still bulging all these years, and it looks very soft.

When I saw that there was a small pillow lying inside, it was not some new 'good brother'.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and patted his little chest: "Oh, I'll go, this is too exciting, this kind of thing has to happen twice, and I can go to report to Lord Yama."

"But fortunately, I am bold, master, if this is a normal person, I will not be scared to pee."

Speaking of this, Wu Ling smacked his tongue and was glad that his heart was bigger.

However, it didn't take long for him to rejoice.

Suddenly.

Wu Ling only felt a tingling in his back, and a somewhat ominous premonition emanated from the bottom of his heart.

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