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Chapter 86 The Cellar

Suddenly I heard Mo Ting say there was a ghost in the house.

There was a thump in my heart, and my nerves suddenly became tense:

"Where, where?"

I opened my mouth in astonishment and looked around like Mo Ting.

The house is obviously only so big.

If there really is a ghost, where is he hiding?

The two of us had a tacit understanding and went back to back.

His head kept turning, scanning every corner of the room.

Mo Ting holds a mahogany sword in one hand and a Bagua compass in the other.

The compass needle keeps shaking and swaying:

"I'm sure it's in this room.

But, but I don’t know where he is?”

As Mo Ting spoke, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I also became panicked.

We are obviously here to deal with dirty things.

But in the face of the unknown, I am still nervous and feel scared...

There is nothing else in the house except some old furniture.

If what Moting said is right, then where is this ghost?

I looked at the rafters and raised my eyebrows.

Could it be that this dirty thing is lying on the roof?

As soon as I thought of this, I said to Mo Ting:

"Old Mo, is this dirty thing lying on the roof?"

When Mo Ting heard this, he raised his head sharply.

"Yes, it is possible."

We both raised our heads, our gazes fixed on the roof for a moment.

However, when we focus on the roof.

When he guessed that there was something dirty on the roof, there was a strange noise on the ground not far away.

"Zila, sizzle, sizzle..."

In this silent old house, a strange "sizzling" sound suddenly sounded.

The sound was like scratching the wooden board with fingernails.

It sounds sharp, harsh, and creepy.

"what sound!"

Mo Ting said in surprise, looking at the darkness in the corner of the old house...

I also looked calmly and looked at the source of the sound.

Not far, only a few meters.

The sound is clear, intermittent, but clear and harsh.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, and I don't dare to be careless.

He said to Mo Ting beside him:

"Be careful! It might be caused by dirty things."

Moting nodded, very alert.

Then, Mo Ting and I nervously approached the point where the sound came from.

As the distance got closer, Moting and I could see the place clearly.

There is a wooden board there with a handle on it.

It looks like it's a cellar entrance?

This kind of setting was very common in our village in the past.

It is used to store food. It is easy to access in winter and also prevents thieves.

The two of us looked at each other and said in unison:

"cellar!"

There was a thick layer of dust on the cellar lid, and there was not enough light.

We didn't find this place when we entered the house before.

Observing carefully at this time, I found that the Yin Qi is the strongest in this position.

Since there is a ghost in this house and there is a strange noise coming from the cellar door, it goes without saying.

This ghost must be in this cellar.

"Brother Qin, it seems you guessed wrong. This dirty thing is in the cellar."

As he spoke, Moting took the compass and leaned against the cellar entrance.

It was found that the pointer rotated more rapidly and violently.

When Mo Ting saw this, he was 100% sure that the scratching on the cellar cover was dirty.

I nodded:

"Don't be careless, take a look first!"

I said, and Moting and I stood at the entrance of the cellar warily observing for a while.

Apart from the scratching sound, there was no other sound.

I feel the weirdness of this cellar.

"Brother Qin, you said the dirty things in here, why don't they come out?"

Moting was suspicious.

Not only him, I also feel strange.

Is this not coming out? Or is it not coming out?

Or in other words, could the ones in this cellar be those ghost children captured by evil spirits?

Maybe, the little ghost girl Lingling who helped me is still alive?

The sound of "Zi La, Zi La" continued, seeming to be getting more and more urgent.

Thinking of this, I have a glimmer of hope in my heart.

Moting and I can't stay like this forever.

Then he heard me say:

"Old Mo, open the lid."

After saying that, I took out the Bagua mirror and pointed it at the cellar entrance.

Moting didn't hesitate and leaned forward, preparing to open the cellar lid.

Once something comes out of it, it will be illuminated by the Bagua Mirror immediately.

If it is an evil spirit.

I will also take action as soon as possible and use my mahogany sword to kill dirty things to ensure the safety of the two of us.

Getting ready, the two of us looked at each other.

Mo Ting opened the lid with force.

But as soon as he exerted force, he failed to open the wooden lid.

He moved his shoulders as hard as he could.

Then a "bang" sound was heard, and Moting ripped off the iron handle on the cellar cover.

The whole person staggered and fell to the ground on the spot.

"Fuck..."

Moting spoke in surprise.

With a nervous look on my face, I pointed the Bagua mirror at the cellar entrance and said to Mo Ting:

"Old Mo, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay. Why is this cover so heavy? I can't pull it!"

Moting complained.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a faint and weak voice of a girl came out from the cellar entrance:

"Big brother, is that you?"

The voice was very small and weak.

However, Mo Ting and I both heard it very clearly.

Both of us were shocked and froze on the spot.

But that voice continues:

"I'm Li Lingling, are you the big brother who stepped on my apple? Woohoo!"

The other person seemed to be struggling when he spoke.

It was like a child who was about to expire, and the words squeezed out of his mouth ended up with a choked cry.

When Mo Ting heard this, he was confused.

But when I heard this, my heart was filled with turmoil.

His face was startled, and he said with surprise:

"Lingling! Yes, it's me. I'm the one who stepped on your apple..."


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