A woman could jump two meters off the ground with a light jump, and then kicked a big hole in the reinforced concrete floor of the villa.
What's even more bizarre is that none of the three people who were kicked died. One guy in particular, after vomiting blood, became alive and kicking again as if nothing had happened.
If Wang Yinyin's body hadn't been lying there, she would have doubted whether it was Li Xiuxuan, an actor hired by the rich second generation to play tricks on people.
However, she could still distinguish between the dead and the living. But she couldn't accept it. The world suddenly became strange, strange and terrifying.
"Wenwen, what should we do?" Yao Xin, the girl with glasses, was afraid and squatted in the corner next to Qiu Wen.
In fact, she rarely participates in social gatherings. This time she came just to make up the numbers. She didn't expect to encounter such a thing. It was really unlucky.
"I don't know. We can only try our best to cooperate with them and find a way to survive first..." Qiu Wen smiled bitterly. She didn't know whether the police's bullets could kill a being who kicked through a concrete wall.
But she knew that it would be as easy for such a person to pierce her skull with one finger as to crush a snail shell.
She is just an ordinary girl. How can she come up with any good ideas and calm down to comfort others? She is considered to have a good psychological quality.
Zhang Luo didn't know what the two girls were whispering about, and he didn't care.
Matsushima Norika's power did not exceed his expectations. Although she was forcibly demoted by Candle, she was still at the culprit level. It was tragic that Wuxin was suppressed and turned into a vicious spirit. She could only possess the little puppet he made.
It's so cute.
A big hole had been opened in the living room. Zhang Luo glanced at the hole. It was so dark inside that he couldn't see anything. It must have been blocked by supernatural power. When he looked at the green candlelight again, the candlelight was swaying.
It became more violent, with sparks exploding from time to time.
"Here..."
The light flickered for a moment, the green candlelight flickered and exploded almost at the same time, and the light stabilized again.
"Bang——!" The bathroom door suddenly closed.
"What's going on? Is there anyone else?" The two girls were startled and stood up. They felt something was a little unusual and didn't know why they were panicking.
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
There were also several door slams upstairs.
"when--!"
"when--!"
"when--!"
"when--!"
…
On the antique shelf, a simple and exquisite mechanical clock struck slowly, a total of 12 times.
12 o'clock, midnight, no matter which civilization you are in, has its own unique horror legend.
Only then did Zhang Luo notice the clock, mainly because he had never heard the sound of a clock before, and it seemed that it only sounded at specific times.
He looked at his watch, which had stopped moving at 12 o'clock. When he looked at his phone again, it was still 12 o'clock, no change.
This is not right. Zhang Luo felt instinctively alert, as if he was about to come into contact with the secret of this disaster-level event.
"Click—!"
It was obviously just a small step of the mechanical clock, and the sound should be very soft, but it was very clear to his senses, as if it resounded in his ears.
But this small step abruptly reduced the area covered by the white candle by a large margin, the candlelight became fainter, and the light began to flicker again.
Absolute darkness is gradually eating away at the light.
Zhang Luo saw the two girls hugging each other gradually approaching the edge of the light, curled his lips and said casually: "If you don't want to die, it's best to stay away from the darkness."
He had thought about letting these two people try what would happen in the darkness, but he finally relented. Although these two people committed suicide and came to this hellish place, they did not offend him, and he did not like to look at beautiful women.
The abnormal psychology of a woman being tortured and killed by ghosts.
Of course, they can only use their words. If these two insist on seeking death, he will not stop them.
Fortunately, neither of them were stupid. Feeling that the development of the matter was becoming more and more confusing, they looked at each other and Qiu Wen nodded.
The two of them ran to the sofa carefully, like two little mice showing their heads in the daytime.
Qiu Wen swallowed and plucked up the courage to say, "We can do whatever you want us to do..."
"I want you to shut up now." Zhang Luo replied impatiently.
It's not that he doesn't know what the two girls are thinking, but he acquiesces to the other's thoughts. He doesn't want to take care of two oil bottles in this dangerous place, and he can just ignore the trouble.
The two girls quickly shut up. They could clearly feel that Zhang Luo seemed to be waiting for something.
Or something is about to happen. And they began to guess who this man and woman were, and what exactly happened now.
In fact, even if Zhang Luo wanted to explain anything, it would be useless.
He is too scary now. Not only does he exude a strong corpse odor, but his body is covered in red sticky substance. It is unacceptable to girls, both psychologically and physically.
Norika Matsushima ignored the two girls who were slowly sitting on the sofa. Her lifeless eyes were dull and unfocused, but they still reflected the dividing line between darkness and light.
She wanted to take a look in the dark.
Wuxin was sitting on the coffee table like an ordinary puppet. No one paid attention to her, and she didn't know when she was there.
"Ahem—!"
It seemed to be the cough of an old man. Zhang Luo subconsciously followed the sound and looked up somewhere. It should be on the stairs... the second floor.
"Is it finally here?"
Zhang Luo muttered to himself, clenching the ancient book he was holding a little tighter.
The two girls stared blankly, wondering why there are people here? Isn't it a haunted house? It's so lively at night?
They couldn't think of the two guys who were dragged out and beaten by Zhang Luo as ghosts. For two ordinary people who didn't know how to do it, tonight's experience was too bizarre and they couldn't figure it out at all.
"Boom——!"
It was a muffled sound as something heavy fell to the ground.
"Click—!"
The minute hand took another difficult step.
Zhang Luo looked at the time again. The time scale was wrong and was affected by supernatural power.
Then, the lights went out and the green candlelight became fainter.
In Zhang Luo's ghost eyes, the villa was still the same villa, but it had begun to decay, the walls began to be mottled, the wall coverings peeled off, and the antique vases and other items began to tremble slightly.
There seems to be something inside.
Then, Qiu Wen was surprised to find that Wang Yinyin, who had clearly expired, actually moved.
"Yin Yin..."
"Shut up!"
Zhang Luo turned around and scolded angrily.
Qiu Wen shrank, even more frightened. She didn't know what to do. Moreover, Wang Yinyin seemed to have vomited a lot of blood and even her internal organs. Why did she suddenly come back to life?
She doesn't want to think about it
Zhang Luo looked at the corpse coldly, that thing had been invaded.