An Xueli looked at the teahouse on the second floor in front of her, and the words "Tingyu Pavilion" were clearly written on the plaque above.
She unfolded her ink painting, stared at the female ghost in the painting, walked forward, and pushed open the door of the teahouse. This place is usually visited as a scenic spot, not a real tea house. After pushing it in, the first floor was completely empty, with some tables and chairs. An Xueli walked forward nervously. Every time she took a step, she felt as if a figure would appear in the darkness.
How to kill that female ghost? She did bring a knife, but could she really kill ghosts like Shangguanmian? After all, she moves very quickly, so she can do it easily, but will the ghost really stay there for her to kill
I also know that this is simply impossible. If the ghosts in the painting move strangely, then it is still a question of who will kill whom. Because An Xueli knew this, the hand holding the knife was also extremely nervous. However, now there is a way out after all.
She saw the stairs to the first floor. To get there, walk across a few tables and walk up. At this time, she was also paying attention to the ink painting in her hand. So far, the painting has not changed in any way.
"Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..." An Xueli kept chanting, and moved to the stairs step by step. Finally, when she reached the stairs, she gritted her teeth and walked up!
One step, one step, another step...
An Xueli has never felt such a long time like now. After all, it was the first time for her to carry out instructions in blood, so her experience and psychological quality were naturally not comparable to those of the old residents.
At this time, she regretted more and more why she read so many Junji Ito's manga. At this moment, all kinds of associations are constantly emerging in my mind.
"No, no..." An Xueli gritted her teeth and said to herself: "This is just the first bloody instruction. If I collapse so easily, what should I do for the next nine bloody instructions? No, absolutely not Fall!"
So, she quickened her pace and finally reached the second floor!
Pointing the knife at the air in front of her eyes, she began to look for the window. At this time, she suddenly noticed that the ink painting in her hand had changed!
The woman with a cracked face and a distorted expression was standing in front of a corridor at the moment. There was a door behind her with the words "Mo Chuanjian" written on the door. "Here?"
An Xueli moved over quickly again, she didn't know where this "Mo Chuanjian" was, no matter what, she had to find that place and kill her immediately!
At this time, An Xueli had already noticed that the woman's split face began to grow something similar to hands! Could it be that, like Fu Jiang, he is constantly classifying and proliferating
Then she suddenly became frightened. If Fu Jiang is killed, the body can continue to split, and finally lead to the continuous appearance of ghosts...
Would killing her cause this kind of consequence instead
However, in the current situation, he must be killed. Otherwise, she will only face the most terrible ending. So even so, she had to take a gamble...
"I think too much, it's just a caricature, a caricature..."
However, the more you don't want to think about something, the easier it is for you to think about it. Now An Xueli is getting more and more afraid. She walked step by step, looking at the nearby corridors, not knowing where to go to find that ghost
The broken faces gradually filled the entire ink painting. An Xueli's hands became more and more wet, and she was afraid that the ink painting would get wet with sweat, so she didn't know if it was "damaged".
"Is it here? Should it be here?"
An Xueli walked slowly towards a certain corridor, and then, paying attention to the rooms on both sides, to see if there was a door with "Mochuanjian".
However, even after reaching the end of the corridor, they still couldn't find it. Obviously, not this place.
"Damn it, where is that? Where is it?"
An Xueli suddenly thought that at this time, maybe she should wear a human skin mask, so that it might be better. So, he immediately took out a human skin mask from his pocket and put it on his face.
Turning around and shining the flashlight forward, there was still no one in front of the corridor, and the surroundings were very quiet, without the slightest sound. However, this is what makes it even more terrifying.
An Xueli walked forward slowly, and it was she who realized that the female ghost in the ink painting had changed direction again.
Where are you going this time
"This..." She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the ink painting in front of her, the female ghost was actually standing at the entrance of this corridor!
"In, in this place?"
An Xueli looked at the knife in her hand, logically speaking, she should rush over and kill that ghost right now. However, at this time, the soles of her feet were trembling, and she didn't dare to move her body at all.
"No, no, we must go there immediately!"
An Xueli forcibly moved her feet, but the sense of fear kept rising in her heart. She is not Shangguanmian, who can kill a ghost with a single swing of a knife. If she is that powerful, she won't be as passive as she is now!
Under normal circumstances, even if the person to be killed is a human being, he would have to stab the heart or cut the throat. But unless the person being killed does not resist at all, it is difficult to do this. This is even more true for women. Moreover, ghosts cannot be seen after all, and you have to grope in the dark to find where your neck is. However, even if you cut off the neck, can you kill the ghost? Perhaps the head must be completely cut off like Shangguanmian.
She was suddenly very jealous of Qiu Xifan, why was he so lucky? The white rat who was regarded as an experiment by Shangguanmian was lucky to pass the first blood test!
No…
She suddenly felt wrong. Is the female ghost in Qiu Xifan's ink painting really dead? Although the head was cut off, even if the ghost's head was severed, it didn't mean the ghost was dead. As long as the ink painting is still there, as long as the resident has not entered the apartment, there is no guarantee that it will be safe.
Could this be triggering a dead end instead
She took out her phone and started editing a text message. The content was: "Are you still alive?" Then, it was sent to Qiu Xifan. If Qiu Xifan really triggered a dead end, then he should have gone to see Hades by now.
They are currently using the mobile phones of other residents in the apartment. An Xueli used a mobile phone with a touch screen before, but now she needs to use a keyboard, so she is not used to it. After sending it, a minute has passed.
"Is there anything wrong?"
At this time, she looked at her eyes, not knowing whether to advance or retreat. She is waiting for Qiu Xifan's reply. After all, she must at least make sure that this is not triggering a dead end before she dares to do it. Otherwise, wouldn't it be courting death
Not long after, the text message came back.
"I'm fine, I'm fine now!"
This immediately made An Xueli overjoyed! So, she finally made up her mind and rushed towards the entrance of the corridor! But at this moment, she suddenly saw the female ghost with a shattered face on the ink painting, suddenly opened her mouth wide, her mouth almost filling the entire painting, as if she was about to rush out of the painting!
No…
not as if...
It really came out!
The huge shattered face actually completely drilled out from the surface of the ink painting, and hands stretched out from the gaps in the shattered face, tightly grasping An Xueli's hand holding the knife!
And at this time, An Xueli was only a short distance away from the entrance of the corridor!
"No, don't!" An Xueli's face turned pale with fright, her body was lifted high, countless hands grabbed her, and that big mouth opened slowly!
The ink painting fell to the ground at this time, but fortunately, the distance from An Xueli was not more than one meter.
"Kill... kill you, I will kill you!"
Then, An Xueli's body was continuously dragged into that gaping mouth! In this mouth, there is no mouth, just a boundless darkness!
"No, don't!"
When An Xueli was about to despair, half of her body was pulled into that mouth! And she was looking at the corridor ahead, just a little bit, she could kill, she could kill...
An Xueli didn't want to be reconciled! She ruthlessly pierced the tip of the knife into a hand that was holding her tightly, and that hand immediately spilled a lot of blood, and gradually dropped down! She was overjoyed, and immediately stabbed the other hand, immediately freed two hands to support the ground, shouted, jumped forward, and stabbed the knife fiercely somewhere in the void!
In order to prevent the stabbing from being inaccurate, she changed several directions and kept stabbing. As a result, the face sticking out of the ink painting at the back suddenly shot out blood, completely staining the entire corridor red, and the blood rained down on An Xue. Li completely turned into a red person!
The injured giant face finally slowly retracted into the ink painting. An Xueli immediately went back to grab the ink painting. Qiu Xifan's ink painting was also sprinkled with blood, but he was still alive, which shows that being sprinkled with blood is not considered "damage".
"Success... success..."
An Xueli's body fell on the wall, muttering in her mouth: "Thank God, thank God..."
In the painting, only the face with a stabbed face is left.
At this time, Shangguanmian finally arrived at her destination, the ancient building named "Yuezhuxuan"! But the original woman in palace costume, in the painting, actually entered the depths of the Moon Bamboo Pavilion!
Shangguanmian got out of the car and said to Mizhen, "Wait for me outside."
"Understood." Mizhen nodded, and said, "You... be careful, Miss Shangguan."
Shangguanmian held the long knife in his left hand, and looked sharply at a small courtyard surrounded by four walls. The outer wall of the small courtyard is exactly the same as the ink painting.
At the entrance of the small courtyard, there is a plaque with "Yuezhuxuan" written on it.
She flew up, kicked down the two wooden doors in front of her completely, and walked in. She compared the ink painting, judging from the scene reflected by the blood-red pupils in the painting, the ghost was inside Yuezhuxuan.
In the scene, there is a tea table, and on top of the tea table is a Go board with a half-played chess game on it.
Shangguan Mian walked quickly towards the inside of Yuezhuxuan!