Chapter 6

I don't know how anyone could make such a basement. I don't know which way to go. After all, I don't know where the head is.

At this time, he sent me a QQ message, said which side looks gloomy to which side.

"It's gloomy on either side. Where do you want me to go?" I went back.

"I'm familiar with the villas above, but I don't know much about the basement. I suggest you make a choice. But the irony is that if you choose the wrong one, there will be no time for you to go to the other side. You have to withdraw immediately. " He said.

Then I looked carefully in three directions and felt that the left side seemed to be a bit more gloomy. I took a deep breath and followed the light of the flashlight to the left.

Soon I found that the colder I went inside, the colder I felt. It was the kind of chill in my heart.

However, after walking a long distance, I didn't feel anything around me. It didn't make me feel at ease. On the contrary, it made me feel more psychological pressure, because that kind of things are good at hiding in the dark. Maybe they are staring at me somewhere.

And the corridor seems to be quite long. I haven't come to the end after walking for so long.

At this time, Mr. Liu suddenly sent a message to me, saying that he remembered that there was a singer in the basement. If he met him, he must kneel down and lie on the ground immediately. He didn't answer any questions until he went away completely.

"When will the moon come, ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven... "

Suddenly, a strange song came from the front. It was sung by a woman. I was so scared that I almost left my mobile phone on the ground.

Then the song came closer and closer, and the wind was blowing in the corridor.

It seems that Mr. Liu asked the singer appeared, and I knelt down on the ground.

Just a moment later, the song came to me and made me get goose bumps.

Then the singing stopped suddenly, something seemed to circle around me, and the last voice was cold in my ear: "girl, do you know what I'm singing?"

This voice seems to have a kind of magic, I subconsciously want to respond, can think of Mr. Liu's words, immediately react, quickly bite the lower lip dare not return.

"Girl, do you know what song I sing?" The voice asked again.

This time the magic seems to be greater, there is a strong impulse to return it, I had to bite my lower lip, strong pain to let this impulse reduce.

"When will the moon come..."

It suddenly began to sing again, while singing around me, I can only pray that it can quickly walk away after singing a song.

But the next moment, it suddenly came up to my ear: "girl, what's this song?"

"Ming..."

A kind of unclear magic makes me want to say it subconsciously, but I know that I want to eat bad food as soon as I say a word, so I quickly bite the tip of my tongue to stop.

"Well? Hurry up and say... " It's a dark urge.

I'm almost scared to pee. I don't know what will happen if I say it, so I can't say it if I die.

"Do you say it or not?" It suddenly raised its tone, which was very threatening.

In my heart, I read Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, dengdeng ancient Buddha and even Allah all over again, praying that they would bless me to pass this pass safely.

And just after reading it, I felt as if it had gone, which made me feel absurd. Did all the gods in the sky hear my prayer?

It's obviously impossible. Maybe this thing is pretending to go away.

Sure enough, just after a few seconds, I felt a cold thing floating to the side!

It circled around me a few times, and suddenly said:

"see you later, girl."

Then it floated away, and soon its song came from far behind.

This time it should be really gone, I wiped the cold sweat on my forehead, stood up against the wall, and gasped for breath.

At this time, the mobile phone on the ground rang. When I picked it up, it was Mr. Liu who sent a message, but it was just a smiling face. I gave him a white eye.

"Ha ha, if you can reply, it means you didn't hit the trick." He sent a message saying.

"Of course, I have a great fortune." I didn't get angry.

"Well, don't be poor. Let's go." He said.

I took a deep breath, recovered a little from the horror, and went on by the flashlight.

Before long, I finally came to the end of the corridor. There was a right corner in front of me. But strangely, there was a big red opera gown hanging at the corner. It looked like a tall man was floating there!

To tell you the truth, I have always thought that the opera robe is quite strange since I was a child. It might be unusual for a opera robe to appear in such a gloomy place, so I kept a close eye on it when I went there.

Fortunately, there is nothing different about this opera robe. It should just be hung here by the owner of the villa.As we walked around the corner, a wooden door appeared in front of us.

I don't know what it looks like inside the door. Instead of pushing the door rashly, I told Mr. Liu about it first.

"The door? Then I think you're going right, or it's a dead end. " He said.

I feel a little happy. It seems that I'm lucky.

Then I opened the door, and the scene behind the door appeared.

It's a small room, about 20 square meters. It's strange that there are many jars in it, all covered with red cloth.

I told Mr. Liu about this situation.

"If you say where that head will be, it must be in these jars. Look for it." He said.

I suddenly a Leng, put other people's heads in the jar, who would do this?

But in this case, it is only possible, because there are only jars and nothing else in the room.

Then I went to a jar and wanted to open the red cloth. But I saw a pattern on the red cloth. When I looked at it, I found that the pattern on the red cloth was very similar to a Taoist's amulet. I couldn't understand it.

But I didn't pay much attention to it, so I opened it directly, and a black gas suddenly came out of the jar, which scared me, but the black gas soon disappeared in the air.

I didn't care too much. I just took a picture in the jar and found that it was a rotten head. My blank eyes were straight at me, which scared me back half a step.

Then I immediately sent a message to Mr. Liu that he had found his head and asked if he should take it directly.

"So fast? What does this head look like? " He was a little surprised.

"It's almost rotten. I can't see clearly." I went back.

"That must not be the ghost's head." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it didn't die for a long time. In this weather, plus the lack of oxygen in the basement, his head should be fresh." He said.

Fresh!

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However, there is some truth in what he said. The ghost should have died in the hotel before he died, otherwise it would not have been there, and it would not have died for a long time, otherwise someone would have revealed that there was a ghost in the hotel.

But if this head is not the ghost's, doesn't it mean that these jars are full of heads?