The ancient house is panicked

Su Xiaowan was stunned for a moment, wondering if she was so obvious?

In fact, she was actually a little scared. The main reason was that the opponent this time was probably not a monster. Su Xiaowan had always felt scared about invisible and intangible spirits.

"Elder brother, do you think there is really a ghost in that house?" Su Xiaowan asked in a low voice.

"Didn't Old Man Mu say that? That house has been abandoned for a long time. For a building like this that has not been occupied for a long time, it is normal for other things to secretly occupy it." Sun Wukong said. "However, ghosts who like to eat the blood of children

I’ve never heard of it.”

"Is it possible that that thing is actually not a ghost, but a monster?"

"It's also possible." Sun Wukong nodded. "We still have to wait until we go over to check and find out everything."

The two of them continued walking west along the street while chatting.

After walking for about a stick of incense, the two finally saw a dark gray house at the end.

What surprised Su Xiaowan was that the old house in front of her was actually a two-story building. From the outside, it looked a bit like an ancient restaurant.

In front of the gate of the ancient house is a field of weeds. Since the two of them are now only the size of children, most of the weeds have reached their knees.

The strange thing is that although it is an uninhabited ancient house, there are two dark red lanterns hanging in front of the door. However, the light of these lanterns is a bit green, and when it shines on the ground, it gives people a cold and damp feeling.

Looking at the strange surroundings, Su Xiaowan stopped instinctively. Just when she was hesitating whether to move forward, her left hand was suddenly gently held by someone.

"Don't be afraid, come with me."

Sun Wukong held Su Xiaowan's little hand and said lightly.

Looking at the childish boy's face in front of her, Su Xiaowan suddenly felt that she was not so scared anymore.

Also, there is a combat power ceiling around me. Even if there is some evil spirit, so what?

Thinking of this, Su Xiaowan took a deep breath and walked hand in hand with Sun Wukong towards the gate of the ancient house.

The door was originally supposed to be vermilion, but due to years of disrepair, most of the red paint on the door has disappeared. There are even cracks as thin as a finger in some places, making it look extremely worn.

Sun Wukong walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed forward.

"squeak--"

There was a harsh and unpleasant creaking sound, and the huge door was slowly pushed open. Suddenly, a cold and damp smell rushed towards the face.

There was no trace of fear on Sun Wukong's face from beginning to end. Not only that, but there was also some expectation.

Walking into the gate, there is a front yard in front of you.

There is a four-cornered pavilion on the west side of the courtyard, with a round stone table in the middle. In the dim moonlight, you can see that only half of the stone table is left, and the other half has gone somewhere.

The yard was overgrown with weeds. Except for a gravel path facing the hall, the rest of the place was covered with dense weeds.

Continuing to move forward, the two of them crossed the courtyard and came directly to the lobby on the first floor.

There is no door in the hall, or the door has been removed. Different from the outside, the light in the hall is obviously much darker. The furniture inside is neatly arranged, and from time to time, a few black shadows flash in front of the two people.

Flash past.

Gray-white cobwebs almost took over the place, whether it was the corners or the furniture. There was a mist of white everywhere.
Chapter completed!