I was trembling all over, like fish on a knife, waiting for a woman to slaughter me.
Suddenly, the woman suddenly turned her head, changed direction, and crawled past me in the direction to my right.
When the woman turned back, I also glanced in that direction, and I suddenly felt goosebumps.
In the darkness, for a moment, I seemed to think that someone wearing a huge cloak was standing in the distance and staring at us.
The woman's sense of smell must be very sensitive. She was crawling on the ground, her face very close to the ground, doing the same movements as a cat or a dog sniffing the ground, and she gradually crawled out of my sight.
After coming here for a long time, there was no movement around, so I stood up shivering.
Because I was afraid that the bright light would attract women, I didn’t dare to turn on the hernia lamp. I only dared to use the light of the mobile phone screen to look at the surrounding environment.
But when I looked at it, I discovered that the environment I was in was still the same Xiangtang!
And the place where I just stood up was actually in front of the altar table in Xiangtang!
What's going on? I didn't fall?
But soon, I discovered that although the furnishings of this room were the same as the one before I fell down, the floor tiles seemed a little different.
The range that the mobile phone screen can illuminate is very small, so I squatted down and observed carefully.
The floor tiles here are gray, and some of the floor tiles are painted with colorful bat patterns, which are exactly the same as the vampire bats we encountered in Ecstasy.
The eyes on the bat's face are embossed on the floor tiles. The red, blood-like eyes look extremely strange in the thick darkness.
The floor tiles painted with bat patterns are like a road that stretches to the wing on the right side of the Xiangtang.
Although I was so scared that I shrank my neck, I still tiptoed toward the right wing.
Standing at the door of the right wing, I smelled a refreshing fragrance inside. Finally, I overcame my huge psychological fear and opened the door.
Almost at the same moment, a sharp and hoarse sound came from behind, like nails scratching against frosted glass.
I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. I stood at the door numb, not daring to take a step.
Quack - Quack -
There was another sound like bones being crushed.
I held my breath and stood motionless at the door.
Giggle--giggle--
Without hesitation, I rushed into the wing and closed the door.
Compared to the long-haired woman, this room still brought me slightly less fear.
I squatted behind the door for a while, making sure that the long-haired woman didn't notice, and then stood up uneasily.
I glanced around with the faint light of the mobile phone screen.
The wing room was extremely empty. There was not even a single piece of furniture in the house. There were only scroll paintings hanging on the four walls. However, the light was too dark. I couldn’t see clearly what was painted on the paintings. I only knew that all the scroll paintings were there.
The painting style is generally similar to the portraits of our ancestors.
I tensed my body, moved my body slowly, and walked to the scroll painting.
The person in the painting is wearing a huge black cloak, and the outline is almost the same as the shadow he just saw in a trance.
The person wearing a black cloak is a woman, her face is shrouded under the hat, but her facial features are still vaguely visible. The green cloth on her head is also exposed a little, but her face is as white as a piece of paper, and her whole body is tightly wrapped in the cloak.
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Suddenly, I felt something was wrong with the woman's face, so I couldn't help but move the light source of the mobile phone screen closer to take a closer look.
The nose of the woman in the painting seems to have been corroded, with pitted scars, the upper and lower lips seem to be very short, exposing the teeth and gums inside, and the nails on the outside of the sleeves are very long, but the fingers are full of scars.
The most important thing is that her pupils are very light in color and shrink into a slit like a cat.
This image is even scarier than any horror image I have seen in TV series.
I couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The light source of the mobile phone swept aside, and I found that several scroll paintings next to it seemed to have the same pattern, but the time on them was different.
My hands started to tremble, so I turned around in the room and found that all the scrolls depicted the same character.
However, the time of painting above and the name of the woman in the painting are different, but what is certain is that they should belong to the same surname, which is the unknown character that Chen Mo pointed out on the door of the corridor wing.
I carefully observed that the signing dates of these paintings differed by about sixty years.
It’s another sixty years, and this time, I’m really fighting sixty years. I thought silently in my heart.
Is the woman crawling on the floor of Xiangtang just like this?
What kind of family is this? Why are the portraits of their ancestors so terrifying?
They wear black cloaks and perform sacrifices at night. Are they afraid of the sun?
There is another question that I really don’t want to mention. Are they related to grandma’s family? How much does grandma know about everything here?
What is the purpose of the parents coming here? What is the sentence half spoken by the mother in the recorder?
What kind of secrets are hidden behind the ancient temple?
I felt like my head was about to explode, and my temples were beating rapidly.
At the same time, waves of uneasiness circled around in my heart like moths——
This strange ancient temple must be inextricably linked to the Zhou family.
The ancient temple is surrounded by dangers. Chen Mo and his teammates are nowhere to be found. I don’t know if the long-haired woman is still in the hall. It’s really that the sky is not responding, and the earth and the earth are not working.
I looked down and saw that the bat-patterned floor tiles extended to the base of the wall on my left.
I couldn't help walking up and groping carefully on the stone bricks. Suddenly, I discovered that one of the bricks was movable.
However, with the experience of falling from above, I don't dare to act rashly this time. If I fall again, I will really go to the west.
I took a few steps back, took out the engineering shovel from my backpack, then stretched out my hand and pushed towards the movable bricks on the wall, and the entire wall began to move.
The bluestone brick wall split in the middle, revealing a dark passage!
Inside the passage is a steep stone step that slopes deep into the ground.
I turned on the lighting system of my mobile phone and looked down. The light beam was like a small drop of water falling into an ink tank, and was suddenly swallowed up by darkness.
I calmed down, raised my feet, and stepped onto the steps.
Just when my body completely entered the passage, the stone wall behind me slowly closed.
My heart skipped a beat.
The weak lighting system of the mobile phone was swaying in the dark passage, and I always felt that there seemed to be unknown things quietly lurking in the shadows, which made me feel more and more uneasy as I walked.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded in the darkness behind me.