Indiana Jones

Chapter 210 The Ghost in the Desolate House (03)

Si Xuanyi stood there motionless, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move at all, his hands and feet didn't listen to his control, and that feeling spread across his body quickly, as if it would freeze him into a piece of ice in an instant.

At this moment, Si Xuanyi could feel his body, but he just couldn't control it effectively, he couldn't even move his fingers. Only his eyes could turn his body around, and he seemed to see the side of him from the corner of his eyes in a trance. There was a flash of a white figure in the place where the flashlight couldn't reach, and it rushed towards him, but he couldn't move and could only let it approach. At this moment, he heard someone coughing...

"Hmm...cough..." The voice hit Si Xuanyi like a thunderbolt, his heart was shaken suddenly, he woke up with a cold war, and he collapsed on the ground as if he had lost his strength, his whole body trembled involuntarily. The feeling of falling into an ice cave still lingers.

Si Xuanyi panted heavily and sat on the ground without even the strength to raise his head. He only heard someone behind him asking, "Why are you running around?"

Sure enough, it was the woodcutter's voice. Si Xuanyi could hear it from the cough. This old guy appeared out of nowhere again, or appeared behind him. Is this old guy a human?
Si Xuanyi didn't have the strength to speak. In fact, he was relieved after hearing the cough. As for why he was relieved, he didn't know why. It seemed that there was suddenly another person in the room, but it didn't seem so simple, he couldn't tell. .

Si Xuanyi was pulled up from the ground by the woodcutter's arms. The old guy's hands were so strong that he stood up involuntarily. He was still shaking. His body was cold. It was really cold, not because he was frightened. It was the cold from the inside out, and he was so cold that he couldn't stop shivering in the summer.

The woodcutter shook his head and stuffed something into his mouth: "Swallow."

Si Xuanyi felt a ball slightly larger than peanuts in his mouth, with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, slightly sweet, he swallowed it without hesitation, and soon a warm feeling rose in his stomach and spread to the The whole body, the bone-piercing chill just now began to slowly disappear...

"This is... what..." Si Xuanyi was finally able to speak.

"Guiyang Pill!" The woodcutter let go of his hand, obviously he didn't intend to explain too much, but reached out to lift the curtain.

Si Xuanyi was startled: "Be careful."

But the woodcutter had already lifted the curtain, Si Xuanyi's heart trembled, and he immediately aimed the flashlight under the bed. This time, no hand was stretched out, and there was nothing underneath.

"No wonder you came here in the middle of the night." Si Xuanyi's attention was caught by the woodcutter's words, and he immediately adjusted the flashlight to the bed, only to find that the bed was actually empty, and there was no highly decomposed female corpse at all. I was stunned, did I have hallucinations again?
The woodcutter leaned down to look at something carefully, but Si Xuanyi couldn't react for a while, and stood there blankly. The woodcutter grabbed his hand and kept adjusting the position of the flashlight as if something had happened.

Si Xuanyi also followed the flashlight to look over, but saw that there was nothing on the bed, the torn quilt that he picked up just now was still there, and in the middle of the bed was a white nightgown, which lay flat on the bed, like It was a person lying there alone, and what made him feel even more strange was that some light gray powder was scattered around the nightgown. Only then did he realize that the stench in the air was gone except for the dust and musty smell. ...

Si Xuanyi was completely confused by everything in front of him. Why did everything he saw before disappear?Is it an illusion?But he couldn't believe that the things he saw just now had disappeared, it was impossible, everything was so real, it made him refuse to believe that those things didn't exist, but everything in front of him was here, he It is no longer possible to distinguish between the present and the one just now which is more real.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Si Xuanyi's mind, and he immediately rolled up his treasury tube, and suddenly found a black and blue palm print on his ankle. When he saw this palm print, he remembered that almost The pain that crushed his bones...

"Don't look, you were pinched by a ghost!" The woodcutter turned around, "If you don't want this leg to be crippled, don't move around."

Hearing him say this, Si Xuanyi was shocked. There are many rumors about ghost pinching among the people. The most common one is that some people will have bruises or purple spots inexplicably, as if they were injured for no reason, so the origin of these Unidentified bruises are all attributed to ghost pinching. It is said that a ghost pinched people when they were not paying attention, but almost all of these bruises have no major impact on the body. That's fine, but today he was somewhat touched when he heard the woodcutter say this. Indeed, this was really being pinched by Gui, and he really felt the sharp pain, the coldness, the strength, the pain on his ankle. This first seal made him unable to deny everything that happened before, but what is it that he sees now?His mind was in a mess, and he was so confused that he couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

This experience was too bizarre, he couldn't make a correct judgment on what was true and what was false, and he was completely dizzy, as if his mind was confused and he couldn't figure it out at all.

"Are you all crazy? What are you doing so late at night?" Zhang Shoucheng's voice sounded behind them, and this guy also climbed in through the window.

"Why are you here?" Si Xuanyi asked, rubbing his temples, his head was already hurting.

"Did you fire the gun just now? We still don't know exactly where the gunshot came from, but we know it's not far away, who can still fall asleep, so come out and look for it to see if there is any trouble. There was a flashlight flickering here, and there were people talking, and when I heard it was you and the woodcutter, I came over, who knew that the door was still locked..." Zhang Shoucheng went on and on.

"Gun..." Si Xuanyi seemed to have thought of something again, and immediately unloaded the magazine of the submachine gun and took a look. Sure enough, six bullets were missing. It seemed that he really shot just now, but when he shot just now, he saw What arrived is now gone.

"What's so interesting about this shabby place? What are you doing?" Zhang Shoucheng also brought a flashlight, and started taking photos everywhere from the window, but he couldn't find anything.

"There is a ghost." Si Xuanyi said softly, what he meant was that everything he saw just now was very strange, and unless there was a ghost, he would not be able to explain it. In fact, he was not sure whether there was a ghost.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Shoucheng was a little confused.

"Yes, there is indeed a ghost here." The woodcutter who had been looking at the bed raised his head...

(End of this chapter)