Step Back! Master is Here!

"Restraint a bit, you will be twice as happy after saving your life." Tang Luo secretly said in his heart.

The four people pushed the door and got out of the car, leaving the dog who was increasingly mascot potential to guard the car.

"I don't think anyone lived around." An An looked around the gloomy house, and those houses that looked similar also looked like no one had lived for many years.

But there was no strange weirdness.

Just a normal vacancy.

The haunted house that Chu Chongtian explored was not abandoned for a short time. The original decorative tree has grown very tall, even in winter, it is leafy, covering most of the house and covering it in the shadow.

The location of the tree was still in front of the door, which was rather unlucky.

The paint on the wooden door of the courtyard has completely disappeared, and the doorplate next to it does not know where it went.

Chu Zhongtian strode forward, took a kick, and opened the closed door.

Isn't this the haunted house of the suspected Saab family (the residence of the famous female ghost Gamma Coconut)?

He Chutian is afraid of a fart! I have Master Xuanzang standing behind me!

魑 Charm, it's all a dish!

Relying on Tang Luo, Chu Zhongtian gained great courage, walked into the courtyard, and then took a breath of air-conditioner, a true air-conditioner, and almost turned around and left.

"I feel so uncomfortable." An An also said, feeling cold and chill straight into the bone marrow, not good.

"'I' is also big-hearted and can come to explore this kind of place." Chu Chongtian walked to the door of the house, and he opened the door with a kick.

The door lock fell to the ground, and the sound echoed inside the silent house.

Chu Zhongtian silently took out a fruit knife, held it in his right hand, and said sternly, "Come! I have the ability to single out with me!"

The house was quiet, no one, and no ghost responded to Chu Zhongtian's words.

Chu Zhongtian looked at the stairs facing the door. The loft, closet, bed, toilet and corridor were all haunted places.

Today, Chu Chutian is stepping on all these places!

Take advantage of the thighs behind, come again, or miss this village and there will be no shop.

"Master, I'll go now."

Chu Zhongtian said, took two steps forward suddenly, and stopped.

"Master, please help me to bless the Dharma." Chu Chongtian said, behind his back quietly, there was no loud and magnificent "Dharma Infinite".

Chu Zhongtian didn't feel any surging power emerge.

"Master ... lie down! Master!" Chu Zhongtian replied puzzledly, exclaiming.

Not only is there no Tang Luo, but the three people behind him are also missing.

The most important thing is that Chu Zhongtian was kicked and damaged, and the door that even the door lock fell to the ground was closed.

Closed intact, the moment the door was closed, the surrounding light quickly dimmed, and the house became as dim as the evening hours.

Chu Zhongtian immediately turned his head to open the door.

The door lock was naturally motionless and could not be twisted at all.

"Well!" Cursed, Chu Zhongtian kicked again, making the door rang loudly.

The door opening into the house was naturally motionless.

"It's over, it's over." Chu Zhongtian murmured, but his face didn't look too scared, but looked solemn.

Suddenly, he heard some noise in the living room with the sliding door closed on the right.

Tightening the dagger in his hand, Chu Zhongtian approached slowly and crappily, looking through the gap where the door was not completely closed.

A man, one arm waving violently, as if saying something.

His expression was thrilled, but Chu Zhongtian couldn't hear any sound.

As if watching a silent mime performance.

It is a pity that it was not Chaplin's comedy. The anger and anger on the man's face made Chu Chongtian feel shocked.

"Who is he arguing with ... fight?" Chu Chongtian saw the man make a slap.

The woman's figure fell to the ground, and her messy hair was even scattered.

Wearing white pajamas, two shoes flew to the TV, one fell in front of Li casually.

Compared to Chu Zhongtian's peeping and peeping, Li casually stood in the aisle outside the door and looked at the living room inside.

He pushed the door a distance apart.

In the living room, a woman roared silently to explain something, and then fell to the ground all at once.

It's like being slapped by an invisible person.

Then she crawled to the other side of the living room, seemed to hold something in her arms, and burst into tears.

Li could easily see the red and swollen palm prints on her face.

"A family of three?" Li casually remembered some "messages" from this haunted house.

It was said that the family of three had died tragically among them, and they did not know what was going on. It was just a rumor that the father committed suicide after killing his mother and son.

Now he sees the mother, but not the son and the father?

An An tightened the chopping board in her hands and stared at the little child sitting in the living room.

It looks like 13 or 14 years old. The whole group is together, holding hands and knees to minimize the space and presence.

His head was tilted aside, his body was shaking a little, and he looked a little uncomfortable.

Stepping into the house, before they found anything, An An was separated from the three of Tang Luo, opened the door of the living room, and saw the child.

What An An can do for the time being is "the enemy can't move and I can't move."

The child "grouped" for a while, twisting his body, suddenly struggling to stand up, as if broke free, and ran towards the outside of the living room.

An An stepped back two steps, but sent a sharp killing intention on her body.

"Water Margin", 108 magic stars below, thirty-six days to star, seventy-two earth evil stars.

The black whirlwind Li Yan, Liang Shan ranked 22nd, God of Death! Killing frenzy, bloodthirsty like a beast!

The cutting board in An'an is about to go!

However, the child didn't seem to see An An. He ran past her and ran straight into the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a knife.

With a strange smile on his face, An An almost couldn't help but chopped it off.

Tang Luo stretched out his feet, like a bad adult, trying to trip the child and make an untimely joke.

It was just that the child's feet seemed to be phantoms, passed directly through Tang Luo's feet, and held the knife into the living room.

The mother in the living room, sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, looked up slightly, her legs bent. Put one hand on your knees, put one hand over your forehead, and lift your body.

If it wasn't for the silent mime, she might have heard her wailing.

My father had his hands on his hips, his chest was undulating, he looked up at the ceiling, very irritable, and seemed to regret his slap.

No one noticed that the child came in holding the dagger.

"hiss--"

In the silent mime, the sound of inhaling suddenly due to pain came.

At the same time, there was that harsh cry, which covered up the sound.

Father took a few steps, instinctively reached out and touched his back waist, saw a blood on his hand, took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

In front of him was his child, with a weird smile on his face.

The dagger fell and pierced his neck.

It's hard to imagine a 13- or 4-year-old child who would have such a neat way.

The crying mother next to her didn't even realize that the tragedy was happening around her.

Until, the **** smell permeated in front of him ...

The cry turned into a terrifying scream.

"Is this being stabbed?" One person's mime performance, Chu Zhongtian looked very laborious.

Chu Zhongtian could only judge in front of him that the man seemed to be attacked from behind, stabbed a knife, and now lying on the ground twitching, gradually approaching death.

"I saw the scene playback of that year?"

As the man stopped convulsing, Chu Zhongtian pushed the sliding door of the living room a little bit and walked inside.

He squatted down and touched the man.

The next second, Chu Zhongtian almost stared with his feet and let himself fall back.

The feeling of starting is still hot!

As if the man had just died in front of him!

"Mum-!" Chu Zhongtian yelled. While frightened, his anger started from his heart, and he grew wicked to the gall. He got up, took the vase next to him, and threw it at the man.

The vase fell on the man's head and instantly broke.

A huge wound was left on his forehead, and blood continued to flow.

It just doesn't have any **** smell.

Chu Zhongtian exited the living room: "You have the ability to come out!"

The man's body was motionless.

"I'll leave if you don't come!" That's what Chu Zhongtian said, but instead of turning around, Chu Zhongtian retreated to the kitchen witly, looking for something to serve as a weapon.

Who knows if this thing will suddenly lie.

"The corpse is still hot, can't it lie?" Ling Fengjian was in his hand, Li squatted and inspected the woman's body with his sword pointed at his chest.

You can nail her to the floor at any time.

"So many knives, how cruel it is, the invisible killer?" Li said secretly in his heart, and Ling Fengjian suddenly waved out.

The sword flashed, but it was only the air that was hit.

No invisible killer frightened to his side, just hitting him with a sword.

"Go to death!"

An An roared, and a chopping board chopped at the little ghost around him!

This is a mission world, but there is no **** of a small animal protection law, although it is just a mime.

An An can see that the child killed two people, and the knife taken from the kitchen was full of blood.

When the child passed by again with a smile on her face, An An couldn't help it.

Regardless of whether he is a man or a ghost, cut it first and then talk!

A dull crackling sounded in the room.

Obviously it is a chopping board, but it has the momentum of being cut by a large knife.

The child jerked his head up and looked at An An, holding the dagger in his hands and holding it to the top of his head.

The blade of the dagger touched the cutting board, as if cut into butter and tofu, and the cutting board was easily cut into two pieces.

However, there are two cutting boards in An An's hands.

The other from the other side, traversed horizontally, and fell on the child's face severely. The child's head was crooked, and he fell to the ground with a few steps. "

An An gasped for two breaths. Don't look at only two breaths, but it can be said that she tried her best.

At least one more time to form a three-axe axe.

That child-it can be said to be a half-adolescent, lying on the ground with his head flattened.

It seems to be dead, but his eyes are constantly twitching, staring at An An.

The weird smile on his face did not recede.

"Since I've finished watching it, don't get out and lead to death?" Tang Luo said.

The little ghost stood at the door of the living room, his head flattened somehow from the side, motionless.

With Tang Luo's provocation, the child suddenly moved and rushed towards Tang Luo.

"Send it to your own door, it's not a steal." Tang Luo kicked out.