The ghost knocked on the door, luckily I was able to read the save file!

Although he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, from the way he walked and the shoes on his feet, Lin Luo vaguely felt that the man seemed to be a man.

He didn't act rashly, but just lay there quietly, but his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

However, the man seemed to be drunk, staggering, and his left foot seemed to be dragging on the ground, as if he would fall at any time.

In the end, he knelt directly in front of the ancestral hall full of spirit tablets, but his movements seemed very strange in Lin Luo's eyes.

Lin Luo's eyes were fixed on the man, trying to see his appearance clearly.

However, the man's upper body was tightly covered by the clothes of the paper man, and only his shoulders and below could be seen. Lin Luo's eyes flickered, and his heart was full of doubts.

Although he was curious about who the person was, he didn't dare to touch these paper men casually, for fear of pushing them down and causing some unexpected consequences.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the whole room was silent, as if even the air had solidified.

Lin Luo didn't know what the man was doing. This unknown fear made his breathing become rapid, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

At this moment, the man suddenly stood up and slowly walked towards Lin Luo.

His steps were very light, and the footsteps were almost inaudible, but every step seemed to step on Lin Luo's heart, making his heartbeat more intense.

Lin Luo's pupils trembled suddenly, and the other party actually walked straight towards him.

At this moment, he had no way to escape, and he had no choice but to gently and carefully pull Zhao Qian's body onto himself again.

Fear surged into his heart like a tide, and his throat was dry, as if strangled by an invisible hand.

The man directly pulled away the paper man in front of him and walked towards Lin Luo.

At this moment, the distance between the two was less than three meters.

As the man approached, Lin Luo placed Zhao Qian's hand slightly horizontally on the lower part of his forehead, just covering his eyes, but he could see.

However, to be on the safe side, he also placed Li Yuan's hand on his face to cover his face.

As the two paper figures fell on him, Lin Luo squinted his eyes slightly and finally saw his face clearly. It was a pale face like paper, without the slightest expression, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul, and there were some strange residues hanging on the corners of his mouth and face.

Lin Luo's body trembled involuntarily, and a chill surged from his spine and spread throughout his body in an instant.

This person was the old man, the old village chief.

However, what made Lin Luo shudder was not seeing the old village chief, but the fact that there was a woman riding on his neck, or the ghost.

This ghost had a disheveled face, his feet stepped on the old village chief's shoulders, and a pair of green hands tightly hugged the village chief's head, and strands of messy long hair fell in front of him like a waterfall.

This scene made Lin Luo's hair stand on end, and he immediately held his breath.

Fortunately, there was a corpse on him, and a few paper figures were pushed down on him just now. With these paper figures covering him, his figure was almost completely covered.

At this moment, suddenly, the strange woman's hand holding the old village chief's head exerted a little force, and there was a crisp sound of "click". The old village chief's head turned 180 degrees directly, and the strange figure jumped away like a spider, and the old village chief fell straight down.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be still at this moment.

The ancestral hall on the third floor fell into a dead silence again as if it was cast by magic.

Lin Luo waited quietly, his heart full of anxiety and vigilance. He did not dare to move at all and continued to maintain his current movements.

He waited for a long time, and seeing that there was indeed no ghost in the ancestral hall, he slowly and carefully pushed away the dead body and the creepy paper man that were pressing on him.

The touch of the corpse was cold and sticky, as if it could penetrate into the depths of the soul, making him shudder.

"I can't stay in this place anymore!" Lin Luo said in his heart, with a thoughtful light flashing in his eyes.

The strange existence seemed to have completely lost the constraints of the rules. In less than an hour, it killed two people in succession.

Every time the terrifying figure appeared, it seemed to carry the breath of death, which made people shudder.

But now, the problem is in front of us, where can we hide?

He knew that this place had become extremely dangerous. The strange thing would come to throw a corpse from time to time. If it appeared so frequently, it would sooner or later discover its tracks.

Just as he was thinking anxiously,Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Staring at the horrible death of the old village chief, Lin Luo's mind flashed, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning - the second floor! Yes, it's the second floor! There may be a glimmer of hope there.

Thinking of this, Lin Luo immediately came to the old village chief's body quietly.

The other party's head turned directly to the back, his face and mouth were full of dirty things, exuding a foul smell that made people sick.

However, looking at the other party's tragic death, he did not feel pity at all.

After all, the other party's crazy behavior of using "human heart" as a medicine lead was enough to prove that this thing was definitely not a good thing.

Just when Lin Luo turned around to go to the second floor, his eyes were attracted by something that appeared in the corner of the old village chief's pocket.

With a flashlight and using the family tree paper to cover the light, he came to the old village chief's body in two steps, squatted down and took a closer look. It seemed to be a small notebook.

Putting the small notebook in his pocket, he felt the other side of the other person's pocket. There was nothing else. For this reason, Lin Luo did not stay any longer. He felt uncomfortable staying in this place.

It felt like these paper people were staring at him.

Especially those paper people hiding in the dark in the corner made him feel a little creepy.

Leaning out from the pile of paper people and corpses.

Lin Luo also noticed the situation on the table at this moment.

The two spare packs of candles originally placed on both sides had been torn open. Several candles had been gnawed by people, and each one was incomplete. The ash in the incense burner was even less than half, and the surroundings were covered with ash. The long incense that was originally burning was now burned into two short and one long.

The door was open, and cool breezes kept blowing.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Luo looked towards the door.

There was no strange figure, but for some reason, Lin Luo's heartbeat became more and more intense, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

He took a deep breath and carefully came to the door to look around. There was no one outside, and there was no strange woman either.

After a while, Lin Luo had already reached the second floor.

During this period, every step he took, he felt as if his footsteps were pressed down by a heavy burden, extremely heavy.

Just from the third floor to the second floor, his back was wet again, not knowing whether it was sweat or cold sweat. His clothes were tightly attached to his body, and the cool wind blew, making him feel a chill.

The door to the second floor was also wide open, as if welcoming his arrival, and it was like a bottomless black hole that wanted to swallow him.

There was a faint red light in the inner room, flickering in the darkness, revealing a strange breath.

Lin Luo did not hesitate any longer, he knew that he could not stay outside for long, especially in this eye-catching place on the second floor.

He held the flashlight tightly, went directly into the house, and then carefully closed the door of this room.

The sound of the door closing echoed in the silent corridor, making him nervous, but there was nothing he could do, that was how wooden doors were.

He subconsciously stared at the door, and after a while, there was no sound, which made him feel relieved.

He turned on the flashlight, turned his eyes, and quickly walked towards the inner room with a faint red light.