After walking over a pile of broken charcoal, Lu Li walked up more than a dozen steps and arrived at the bottom of the basement.
The oil lamp raised high dispersed the darkness around him. The basement was also full of traces of the fire, but it was much better than the situation on the ground. Some things still maintained their original shape, such as the blackened deer heads and blackened deer heads hanging on the masonry walls.
ax.
The things piled under the steps and in the corners were only twisted black substances, and their original appearance could not be distinguished.
This may have originally been used as a storage room in the library.
There is also a door on the innermost wall of the basement. Most of the door was burned, and the remaining part was like an encroached leaf, standing alone on the door frame. The space behind the door seemed to be a lounge, with burnt black objects in the corner.
Single bed bed frame and wardrobe.
These are the only items in the basement that are somewhat well preserved.
The burnt area in the lounge was not serious, and there might be some undamaged books there.
As he approached the lounge, Lu Li thought to himself. If the poor guy on the steps stayed in the lounge, he might have a chance to survive...
Maybe not.
The oil lamp poked into the lounge, revealing three blackened walls. The light shone upward and disappeared as if being absorbed.
There are no vents in the basement unless the person doesn't have to breathe.
Lu Li paused slightly as he approached the lounge, then put aside his worries and walked into the lounge.
His luck is not so bad that there are ghosts wherever he goes. In other words, Belfast is not so chaotic that ghosts can be seen everywhere.
And it's daytime now.
Da da da--
At this moment, heavy steps with echoes and a sense of pressure came from the darkness beyond the oil lamp.
The sound came from above the steps, and something came into the basement.
"Tsk."
Lu Li clicked his tongue lightly.
He pulled out the psychic gun without hesitation, but did not aim. Instead, he relied on the characteristics of the psychic gun to sense the evil spirit space.
Regret, resentment, sadness, hatred, depression... Emotions turned into disgusting dark colors, wrapping around Lu Li's body, trying to assimilate him and dye him with this hateful color.
Just like the previous times, the feeling of being spied on emerged in the bottom of his heart, and a layer of hairs rose uncontrollably on his skin. Surprisingly, Lu Li didn't feel any malicious gaze from here.
Holding the handle of the gun several times before, Lu Li invariably felt that the surrounding space was filled with malicious whispers and resentful gazes, but now, they all disappeared.
Does this mean...
Lu Li raised his eyes and looked into the thick darkness in the distance.
He couldn't see anything, but in his perception, a dark, indescribable, darker than black human silhouette stood on the stairs and was moving downwards.
What came was a ghost.
And Lu Li remembered that he seemed to have left the door open when he entered the basement.
The second he held the handle of the gun, Lu Li sensed the black silhouette. At this moment, he immediately let go and let the flintlock fall back into the holster.
He extinguished the oil lamp at the same time, and with the rapidly dimming peripheral light, his eyes quickly passed over the bedroom, and he paused slightly on the wardrobe.
Grabbing the handle of the wardrobe, Lu Li left a conspicuous mark on the handle. But when Lu Li was about to get into it, he suddenly held his breath and looked back.
Boundless darkness enveloped us, and the oil lamp no longer emitted any light.
It wasn't important. What caused Lu Li to change was that the footsteps disappeared.
The last sound seemed to be at the door.
The human silhouette disappeared, and Lu Li could not confirm its current location. It might be standing motionless on the stairs, or it might... be behind him.
Lu Li can no longer touch the psychic gun. As a medium, the psychic gun adheres to the system of equivalence. It can hurt ghosts and make people feel ghosts. But at the same time, ghosts can also feel and hurt.
your turn.
In the oppressive darkness, Lu Li gradually resumed his movements, hiding and hiding as he had previously thought.
In the narrow and enclosed space, breathing and heartbeat were magnified infinitely. Lu Li gradually slowed down his breathing and calmed down his heartbeat.
The dead silence lasted for more than ten seconds, and was broken by a rough rubbing sound.
Right next to you.
The almost burned-out door in the rest room was opened.
Click——
Da da--
Carrying the cold breath, footsteps walked to the door of the rest room.
In the darkness, there seemed to be a human silhouette standing by the door. It was filled with coldness and the evil atmosphere was dispersed wantonly.
Da da da--
The sound of footsteps sounded again, walking around in the narrow rest room.
It failed to find Lu Li who was hiding. The footsteps walked out of the rest room, gradually moved away and disappeared.
Have you escaped...
Lu Li's tense body relaxed a little, and he exhaled a slow and long breath.
This inevitably makes a little noise.
But at this moment, the footsteps that should have disappeared and left sounded again in the rest room!
The dark silhouette that had not left the rest room was very close at hand, standing faintly in front of the wardrobe.
An invisible sense of oppression rushed towards me.
Lu Li had no time to react. The next moment, the dark silhouette raised his arm and reached into the closet.
The dark silhouette moved slowly, but nothing could stop it. The outstretched arm was not hindered by anything, and the carbonized wardrobe door was easily broken open, and the debris fell down.
The entire arm was completely submerged in the closet.
The next moment, the dark silhouette slowly pulled out the arm from the closet. It looked down and saw that the palm was empty.
The dark figure tilted its head strangely, and made a hoarse and low murmur from its throat. The things here seemed to no longer attract its attention, and it slowly left the bedroom.
The footsteps gradually faded away, and finally turned into echoing footsteps until they disappeared.
Five seconds, fifteen seconds, thirty seconds...
This time Lu Li waited for a long time until he was sure that it would no longer be possible to come out.
A figure slowly crawled out from under the burnt bed.
The closet has always been the most conspicuous hiding place, and Lu Li would certainly not make such a stupid mistake. But the only hiding places in the rest room were the closet and the bottom of the bed. Lu Li could only arrange one hiding spot as a bait, and then hide in another hiding spot.
.
It seems that doing this is still of some use.
The black ash stained on his body made Lu Li a little embarrassed. He looked outside the rest room door with a cautious look in his eyes.
He wasn't sure if the ghost was guarding the storage room outside, so it was not a good choice to rush back the way he came.
But he had no choice.
He bent down to reach for the oil lamp under the bed, took a deep breath, and then walked out of the rest room while holding his breath.
In the pitch-black darkness, Lu Li could only confirm his position by relying on the meager light on the steps.
In the darkness, Lu Li inevitably stepped on debris after taking a few steps, making a small but clear enough noise.
clatter--
As if in response, heavy footsteps sounded in the corner.
At this moment, Lu Li no longer hesitated, struck the match he had prepared, and rushed towards the stairs with the faint flash of firelight, heading straight for the light at the top like an arrow from a string!
The moment he rushed out, Lu Li grabbed the iron door with his palm and slammed it shut.
Bang!
The vibration caused dust and debris to fall from the dilapidated corridor.
The iron door leading to the basement was tightly closed.
