Normally, no matter what the devil is, if he dares to be so arrogant, he will be punished with a handful of copper coins, but now he dares not to turn around. I stared at the photo of Old Yan and thought to myself, old man, you should at least remember the brotherhood and help me!
The old Yan in the photo seemed to understand what I was thinking, and suddenly grinned. Damn it, he almost scared me to death. I felt like Old Yan was in the room, and he was playing a prank on me. You can laugh if you want, but you laugh so eerily. I am now weak and timid, and I can't stand it.
"Old Yan, are you kidding me?" I stared at the photo and said, my scalp still tingling. Old Yan immediately tightened his mouth and returned to his previous arrogant look. "Brother, I came here to find Shen Bing, you won't hurt her, right?"
The old Yan in the photo was motionless, but the yin energy behind him was getting thicker and thicker. I felt scared and threw a talisman on my back. Then I slowly moved sideways to the sofa, took out the yellow talisman and threw it on the ground. This ghost was a little afraid of the yellow talisman and didn't dare to get too close.
I found my legs were a little weak at this moment, so I sat on the sofa and saw a few leaves of moxa under the coffee table. I reached out and took them. They were still fresh, so I quickly stuck one on my forehead and put the rest in my pockets.
This thing really works, because the light in the room is very dim, and after sticking the moxa leaves on it, it is equivalent to being invisible in front of the ghost, and he can't see me. The cold breath is gradually disappearing, and the old Yan in the photo curled his lips and frowned. Damn, no matter whether it is Old Yan who is back, there is definitely something fishy in the photo, so he grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it over.
With a "clang", the glass of the photo frame was smashed to pieces, and a wisp of black smoke came out of the photo. With a "click" sound, a gap suddenly appeared on the ground in front of the coffee table!
My heart suddenly moved. I didn't expect that Old Yan also built a basement. Could Shen Bing be down there? Thinking of this, I hurriedly stood up and walked around the coffee table, looking down. I vaguely saw a staircase leading to the depths of darkness. At this moment, the cold air became thick again. I didn't care about so much anymore, so I stretched my feet and went down the stairs.
I walked less than two meters down, and just as my head left the hole, there was a "click" sound above my head, and the gap closed. There was no light at all, and it was pitch black all around. I couldn't see my hand in front of me. And the yin energy was thick inside, and the temperature was very low. It felt like I was in a cold storage, and I was shivering from the cold.
I have to find Shen Bing and leave this damn place as soon as possible. If I stay any longer, it will cause more damage to my body.
I took out my lighter and lit a cigarette to relieve the tension in my heart. Then I walked down with the lighter. The flame was too small and it would burn the nozzle in a short time, so it would be useless. I extinguished it and put it away. I felt like I walked down about three or four meters and stepped onto flat ground.
I took a step forward, and suddenly something clicked under my feet, making a crisp sound. What is this? As soon as I bent down to touch the ground, I felt a strong wind sweeping past my head. Damn, someone attacked me by surprise. Now my alertness has dropped significantly, and I didn't even hear the breathing sound. Fortunately, I bent down to pick up the thing, otherwise I would have been knocked down.
I didn't care about picking up the things now, I punched in the direction of the source of my attack. It seemed that the other party was also punching me, and the two fists just happened to collide with each other.