Yan Zheng ran, shouting Peng Ji's name loudly, hoping to attract Peng Ji's attention while sleeping in this way.

Perhaps someone would ask why Yan Zheng didn't run into other halls and hid.

This approach is usually the preferred way to avoid risks when ordinary people are in a panic, but Yan Zheng is not an ordinary person. He has experienced dozens of supernatural events, and when facing supernatural things, some ways of dealing with them have become

Yan Zheng’s instinct.

At this time, Yan Zheng was already scared to death and lost his thoughts. Everything he did was his subconscious actions.

According to the experience summarized by Yan Zheng before, in this situation, when encountering "supernatural" situations, you must not hide in a narrow place such as dead ends and no second way out, otherwise you will easily be caught by ghosts and monsters.

You can't deceive yourself and find a place to hide. Ghosts lock on humans not because of vision, but smell and perception. In other words, under the pursuit of ghosts, no matter where you hide, the obstacles in your eyes are the same in the eyes of ghosts.

In nothing.

Therefore, the most correct way to deal with ghosts is to try to escape in the open and open places outside, and observe the movements of ghosts at any time so as to make corresponding targeting strategies in a timely manner.

At this critical moment, Yan Zheng's physical instinct could lead him to make the most correct choice.

Yan Zheng called Peng Ji not to wake Peng Ji up and rescue him, but to tell Peng Ji that there was danger and that the house was not safe, so that Peng Ji could hide quickly.

Yan Zheng ran from the door to the position where the strange woman's silhouette appeared in front of the window for the first time, and slapped the window desperately and shouted: "Peng Ji~Peng Ji~ Get up, don't sleep~ Run away~"

The shouting Yan Zheng did not forget to look back. It doesn't matter if he doesn't look. He was so scared that he was out of the darkness. Unconsciously, the woman had already walked out of the darkness and was wearing a Tang Dynasty palace under the bright white moonlight.

Common beauty, the best bright yellow satin is embroidered with gold thread on the picture of birds and phoenixes, and the long hair hangs down from the front to block the face tightly.

Yan Zheng, who saw the woman's general appearance, was stunned for a moment. This outfit looked extremely expensive and his identity was extraordinary. When he thought of the woman's earnest call to him just now, Yan Zheng couldn't help but have a ridiculous idea.

The woman is not her own princess!

Yan Zheng swallowed, opened and closed his mouth a few times, and he said nothing but loneliness. He wanted to call the other party's name to confirm the other party's identity, but when the words came to his mouth, Yan Zheng remembered that he didn't remember the other party at all.

What's the name?

When he was lost, the other party came to a place more than ten steps away in front of Yan Zheng. At this time, Yan Zheng looked more clearly. The filthy knot on the other party's hair was emitting a purple luster under the moonlight. This is the color of blood coagulation. Look again

The other party's robe was also stained with blood. The red blood was like pieces of corpse spots on the golden phoenix robe, blinking in the moonlight, like a patient with psoriasis, exposing the pink lesion.

In the air, there is a little silver scale white on the pink.

Yan Zheng had a vague premonition, no matter who the other party was, most of them were not human!

Yan Zheng took a deep breath, then shouted: "Ha! Stop, what the hell are you!"

With Yan Zheng's loud shout, the other party actually stopped. The wide phoenix robe swayed in the wind, revealing a pair of bright red embroidered shoes under his feet. The shoes seemed to be fished out of blood, and they could no longer see the original ones.

color.

The moment he saw the shoes, a word suddenly popped up in Yan Zheng's mind, "Bloody!"

Yan Zheng then ran away. Although Yan Zheng, who had lost his memory, did not understand what Xueli specifically meant, in his consciousness, Xueli represented a fatal danger.

The red clothes are fierce, the white clothes are resentful. Don’t blame the sky when you see the black clothes.

On the way to rush, Yan Zheng's memory once again made such a rumor, and then some memories came like a tide. Red Yi was the evil ghost who died tragically, the most fierce and bloodthirsty, and Bai Yi was the ghost who died of resentment.

, resentment is the ghost king in black...

With this memory, there are several pictures. A gloomy man covered in blood and wearing black clothes sat at the computer desk, and the yellow computer screen was flashing with white light...

A man with foamy hair and facial features deformed and swollen like a pig's head is driving a shabby taxi in the muddy water...

Dark Cave**, a mummy with a broken body grinned and showed her yellow teeth and laughed at him...

Fear drowned Yan Zheng's soul in an instant. He didn't know why he saw these terrifying scenes and what strange ghost knowledge he had.

With great fear, Yan Zheng's limbs were a little out of control, and his steps became staggering. Yan Zheng trembled his lips and looked behind him.

“Ah~”

Then he let out a shocking scream. The blood-stained woman with disheveled hair was only three steps away from him. He could smell the stench of corpse from the other party.

Yan Zheng widened his eyes, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a mouthful of sticky phlegm, making a series of ~ho~ho~ho~ho~ho~

Just when he was desperately thinking that he was going to be finished, a heat suddenly burst out from his limbs, melting his limbs dominated by fear again.

Yan Zheng, who had resumed his movements, suddenly realized that his body had become much lighter and his feet had strength. When he ran, his body was as light as a swallow, and his speed was many times faster.

Yan Zheng didn't dare to think too much and continued to run forward. Yan Zheng was in a panic and didn't know where he was running, nor did he know where he should run. He was like a headless fly, and saw the door and the courtyard.

Walk through the courtyard.

After running for about two or three minutes, Yan Zheng thought in his heart that he should have thrown the female ghost away at such a fast speed. He plucked up his courage and turned his head to see that the woman was seven or eight meters behind him.

place!

Yan Zheng's heart tightened, turned around and ran forward desperately, running all the way back and looking back from time to time, the woman was like a ghost that never dispersed. No matter how Yan Zheng ran, it was located seven or eight meters behind him.

No increase or decrease.

Yan Zheng gritted his teeth and ran towards the courtyard wall that was once more than two meters high in front of him. He jumped on the wall in three or two steps. Yan Zheng squatted on the wall and looked back at the woman, thinking in his heart that he would see how you chase him now!

Then he quickly jumped off the wall and just jumped into the yard, Yan Zheng was suddenly stunned.

The night in this yard is much heavier than other places, and even the moonlight becomes abnormal, like dark and cold blood flowing out from the rotten corpse, winding over the sky and the earth. The moonlight is an indescribable

It was dim and the air was filled with a suffocating smell, as if it had just rained not long ago, and it was wet and damp. The smell of trees and soil mixed with the ulceration of skin filled Yan Zheng's nasal cavity.
Chapter completed!