Horror Studio

　　 "Where will Pharaoh go?" Fan Yuantang stopped.

　　 He has been searching for an hour, and he has seen several places that Old Wang often goes to, but he has not found it.

　　 "He can't go anywhere else unless..."

　　 Having said that, he raised his right hand and stretched his index finger into his ear, then gently turned it, and then slowly pulled it out.

　　A white ribbon is wrapped around the tip of my index finger.

　　 With the fingers pulled out, the white ribbon slowly fluttered in the air and came to Fan Yuantang's eyes.

　　 The ribbon is getting wider and wider, and new colors appear on the white. These colors combine to form a picture, which is exactly what Fan Yuantang saw with his own eyes.

　　Every scene from opening eyes to closing eyes, everything is recorded like a camera in every detail.

　　 Fan Yuantang stared at the ribbon in front of him, gently grasped it with his left hand, and then dragged it outwards. The screen on the ribbon began to move until it stopped in front of the bus stop sign.

　　 From seeing the corpse in Lao Wang's closet, Fan Yuantang realized that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong and how to find it.

　　 Now, he intends to look back slowly.

　　 Among them, the picture of Qiancangyi was extracted separately, and Fan Yuantang could no longer ignore the unusual problems and unique behavior.

　　 After half an hour, Fan Yuantang returned home, he opened the door, walked through the hall, and turned on the light in the living room.

　　 The living room is empty, and on the coffee table in front of the sofa, all kinds of snacks are piled up.

　　 Fan Yuantang walked to his bedroom. He took out the key from the photo frame, walked out of the room, and then walked to the neighboring room.

　　 He glanced at every room, but didn't check it carefully, just glanced at it.

　　 Soon, he came to the second floor, stood in front of the entrance of the attic, and looked up.

　　 "Liang Ping, did you find me too?"

　　 Fan Yuantang looked at the loft deeper and deeper.

　　 He climbed up to the attic, came to the black box, and opened the lock.

　　 As the lid of the box opened, the corpse lying in the coffin slowly raised his hands.

　　 Fan Yuantang's face was pale, he covered the box heavily, bang, dust was flying in the attic.

　　……

　　 in the alley of Fuluo Village.

　　 Qian Cangyi and Ran Ya are running wildly.

　　 "I'm too tired." Ran Ya stopped, panting, her hands on her knees to prevent herself from falling.

　　 Qiancang glanced back, then squatted on the ground and said:

　　 "Ran Ya, we don't have time to rest, we will stick to it."

　　 "You show the way, I will carry you."

After 　　 finished speaking, he turned his head back and lowered it.

　　 "You..." Ran Ya was very suspicious, because Qian Cangyi was slightly shorter than her.

　　 "Hurry up." Qiancangyi didn't want to waste time explaining it.

　　 Now his body is indeed 10 years old, but Ran Ya is also about 10 years old, and he has a bonus from **** movies.

　　 may not last long, but at least you can recite for a while.

　　 Under Qian Cangyi's urging, Ran Ya stepped forward and hugged Qian Cangyi's neck with both hands.

　　 Qiancang took a deep breath and squeezed up his right foot. After standing up, he took two steps, feeling the weight behind him, and when he realized that it was not too heavy, he ran.

　　 The two ran along the wall, hiding in the shadows as much as possible.

　　 "Liang Ping, what do you think will be inside the door?" Ran Ya looked solemn.

　　 "Didn't you read it?" Qiancang asked back.

　　 "I... you know what I mean, you plan to go in, right?" Ran Ya didn't argue.

　　 "There is no way, only when you go inside will you know what is inside. Of course, there are other ways, but... forget it, I'll talk about it later." Qiancang accelerated a bit.

　　 Ranya hugged a little tighter. Qian Cangyi’s words made her unable to answer for a while. After a few seconds, she said, "Turn right ahead."

　　 "By the way, Ran Ya——" Qian Cangyi's words stopped abruptly, he hid away and put Ran Ya down.

In the alley ahead of 　　, a monster with long hands and feet was walking out of the alley, and then walked in the direction indicated by Ran Ya before.

　　 Qiancang held his breath and looked at the monster.

The monster's skin was pale white, and its limbs were slender, like bamboo poles. It felt frustrated when walking. The face was too far away to see clearly, but Qiancang immediately connected Fan Yuantang's face with three pairs of eyes to the monster's face Come together.

　　 How many monsters are there in Voluo Village? Ran Ya saw two...Wait, this is the reason why Fan Yuantang said he couldn't go out at night? Will you encounter these monsters?

　　 Qiancang remembered Fan Yuantang's warning once.

　　 The monster left soon.

　　 Qiancang breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time heard a deep exhalation behind him.

　　 "Liang Ping, can we... really... survive?" Ran Ya's voice trembled slightly.

　　 Qiancang turned his head and saw Ran Ya holding herself in her hands, her body trembling constantly.

　　 Seeing this scene, Qian Cangyi was not surprised. Ran Ya was indeed brave, but no matter how brave she was, she was only a child after all.

　　 Qiancang thought of the role he played, and thought that he needed a role rating, so he stretched out his right hand, gently held Ran Ya's wrist, and said:

　　 "Xiaoya, I will protect you."

　　 "Remember what I said? Just stick to it. After you take me to the destination, let's find a place to rest. Although many houses in Fuluo Village have been abandoned, there is no problem to rest for a night."

　　 After finishing speaking, his hand added a little strength, but immediately released it.

　　 Ranya grabbed Qian Cangyi’s right hand in turn, lowered her head and whispered back:

"I believe you."

　　 "Also... I have a bad feeling in my heart, let's go!"

　　 Having said that, she raised her head and stared at Qiancang Yi, holding her hands harder, as if Qiancang would escape in a second.

　　 "Come on." Qian Cangyi squatted on the ground again, with his back facing Ran Ya.

　　 "No, I have almost rested." Ran Ya took the lead and walked forward.

　　 About half an hour later, beside the gray-white wall.

　　 Ranya leaned her back against the wall, pointed her right finger in the alley, and whispered:

　　 "It's inside."

　　 Qiancang nodded and looked into the alley. He saw a faint warm yellow light. At the same time, he turned on the helmet light above his head to see the color of the iron door.

Although there is a certain color difference due to the night, coupled with the cleanliness of the alley and Ran Ya's statement~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qiancang confirmed that this iron door was the iron he saw in the attic with the vision of the dead. Gate.

　　 "Go in?" Ran Ya asked.

　　 "No." Qiancang shook his head, "Find a place to rest first, I have to think about it again."

　　 The two searched for more than 20 minutes, and finally found a fairly clean bungalow with complete furniture and no wild cats.

　　 "Aren't you still carrying the wire cutters? Give it to me." Qiancang reached out his hand.

　　 Ranya passed the wire cutters.

　　 A few minutes later, a large piece of barbed wire has been cut open, and then the money bin slammed into the window glass with a bang, and the glass shards scattered all over the floor.

　　 "I'll go in first." Qiancang climbed into the room, "You wait outside first."

　　 Ranya nodded and looked up at the night sky.

　　 "Come in." Qiancangichi's face was pressed against the window.