"Brother, where are you?"

In the darkness, Qin Yao's voice was filled with a crying voice in horror.

Just now, Qin Ming pulled Qin Yao and the two ran into the haunted house in panic, but Qin Yao was stuck at the threshold and fell down.

When Qin Yao got up again, she found that Qin Ming was gone, and behind her was not the entrance door of the haunted house.

The surroundings were pitch black, and the lights of the mobile phone flashlight could not illuminate the darkness in front of them, and the lights seemed to have been swallowed up.

"Brother, can you hear it? You will give me a response when you hear it. You know, I have been afraid of the dark since I was a child..."

"What should I do?!"

Qin Yao's emotions are on the verge of collapse. After all, she is just a newly grown girl.

Although I have experienced two letters before, it was done under Qin Ming's protection and I have never faced danger alone.

"Damn it, I'm in trouble now. This is not a simple haunted house, but the same as what the strange man said."

"I think about it, what is this ability to transfer? By the way, it is called the Ghost Domain? This ghost house is shrouded in the Ghost Domain."

In the haunted house, Qin Ming was moving forward with a slander. He didn't know where he was now. It was pitch black and there was no light around him.

"Yaoyao must be very scared now, right? She has been afraid of the dark since she was a child. Now that she is separated, she must be very scared. I have to hurry up and find her!"

Qin Ming was fumbled forward quickly in the darkness. He wanted to find Qin Yao as soon as possible. There must be ghosts in this haunted house. Qin Ming was very worried about Qin Yao.

"Dong"

In the darkness, Qin Ming, who was groping forward, bumped into a door with great force, and Qin Ming only felt a pain in his forehead.

"Where did the door come from? I didn't touch it just now."

"Guru"

Qin Ming swallowed and stepped back carefully, with fear and anxiety on his face.

Because Qin Ming was groping forward, he was sure that there was nothing in front of him, and that door seemed to appear out of thin air.

This is not a good thing.

Qin Ming knew that he was very likely to be targeted by a ghost.

"It doesn't matter if I die, but what should Yaoyao do?"

"She is still too young. Every time the Ghost Post Office sends a letter, I can't rest assured."

"I just... can't worry about my sister!"

Qin Ming was a little desperate. He knew that he was likely to die here today, after all, this was the ghost realm.

It won’t take long to go from Dahan City to Uehara City, so how could an ordinary person pass through the ghost realm?

"Dong"

Qin Ming paused, and his back was also pressed against a door.

"Squeak~"

The door was opened from the inside, and a cold, stiff palm stretched out from the inside and pinched Qin Ming's neck.

"No, no, no..."

Qin Ming's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and there was an indescribable fear in his eyes.

"Click!"

However, before Qin Ming finished speaking, the cold palm exerted force. With the sound of bone cracks, what Qin Ming wanted to say was always blocked in his throat.

Qin Ming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Qin Ming felt dizzy in his mind. He knew that it was caused by hypoxia, and soon he would completely lose consciousness.

"Puuuu"

As Qin Ming's body landed on the ground, the cold and stiff palm was retracted into the door, and the opened door closed again with a "bang!"

Around him fell into a dead silence again.

"Tread, step!"

A sound of footsteps broke the calm.

Huang Quan just glanced at Qin Ming's corpse on the ground and stopped paying attention.

Ordinary people are involved in supernatural events, and as long as they are targeted by ghosts, they will die sooner or later.

Huang Quan placed his gaze on the closed door. The dark and dim environment could not affect Huang Quan's gaze.

In Huang Quan's eyes, this was a wooden door that looked a little old, and most of the paint on the door had fallen off.

What makes people wonder is that this door doesn't have a door handle.

Huang Quan walked forward, reached out, placed his hand on the wooden door, and slowly exerted force.

"Crack~Crack~Crack~Crack~"

There is a supernatural force in the wooden door preventing Huangquan from opening, but it is useless, and the suppression of Huangquan is formed.

The wooden door is being pushed open little by little.

When the wooden door was pushed open by Huangquan by one-third, a cold, stiff and burnt black hand stretched out from it, as if it had been burned by fire.

The charred hand stretched out from the door and grabbed Huang Quan's neck, as if he wanted to pinch Huang Quan's neck.

However, the palm failed and failed to pinch the Huangquan.

At some point, Huang Quan's loose casual clothes disappeared, replaced by a black shroud worn by the dead man.

There is a blood-red "longevity" dress on the black shroud.

The ghost's shroud was dancing without wind, resisting the attack of the ghost inside the door.

"Crazy--"

On Huang Quan's right hand, a black chain was wrapped around, and the ghost chain also moved.

The ghost lock chain quickly became larger and longer, and extended through the crack of one-third of the door.

Huang Quan grabbed his left hand towards the charred palm.

It seemed that I could not do anything to Huang Quan, and my charred palm wanted to retract back into the door.

"Bang"

Before the palm was retracted into the door, Huang Quan's left hand grabbed his wrist. The moment the two contacted, Huang Quan's suppression was formed.

The charred hand was not very terrifying, and it was directly suppressed by Huang Quan and lost its ability to move.

When the ghost was suppressed, the wooden door was no longer blessed by supernatural power and was kicked open by Huang Quan.

The room was a little empty, and there was nothing else except a few molds that were so scary.

"Walala" There was no ghost in the house, and the black chains began to be retracted.

"Is this the ghost behind the wooden door the same hand?"

Huang Quan looked at the suppressed evil spirit in his hand.

This is a charred left arm, with only the forearm and palm, and no body parts above the forearm.

"Forget it, although the mosquitoes are small, they are also meat." Huang Quan said to himself.

A stream of darkness appeared on Huang Quan's hand, rushing towards the charred palm.

This is the origin of the ghost messenger invading the charred ghost hands, and Huangquan is inviting the ghost hands.

The process went smoothly, the ghost hand puzzle was very incomplete and not very terrifying. It was soon taken into shelter by Huangquan.

"At present, the number of evil spirits I suppress is: 10, which has exceeded the double digits."

"So now, it's time to find the ghost in the haunted house. Is it suspected that it has the characteristic of increasing the upper limit of the ghost domain being suppressed? I'm looking forward to it!"

Huang Quan looked at a place in the haunted house, which was the direction the shadow was going before.

The ghost's ghost realm is very complex. The shadow has locked the approximate position, but it cannot completely find the ghost.

"My ghost domain cannot completely suppress the ghost domain, so it can move throughout the haunted house, and the shadow cannot determine the exact location."

"But now, the game is about to end!"

Huang Quan touched the ghost chain, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and his handsome pale face also showed an expression of expectation.
Chapter completed!