The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Changfeng Gambling Square is still lively, the crowd inside is crowded, and the shouts spread all over the street.

As the most famous gambling house in Pingyang City, Changfeng Casino's business has always been booming, no matter in season, summer, autumn or winter, there are always loud noises.

The owner, Lu Zhanyuan, has a powerful means, and in Pingyang City, black and white are both black and white. No matter who mentions him, he will give a thumbs up.

Various gossip rumors circulated that Lu Zhanyuan was also a tyrant in the early years, and later he got tired of fighting, so he washed his hands in the golden basin and kept his name incognito, but no one dared to mention such things in front of Lu Zhanyuan.

The night is darker.

Inside the backyard.

A muffled sound of pain sounded from the room.

Except for this muffled sound, the entire courtyard was dead silent, without any guards, maidservants, or servants. In the dark night, the entire small courtyard was unspeakably weird and gloomy, and even the temperature here was significantly lower than other places. many.

Bursts of muffled humming sound, as if resounding in people's minds, people can't help but feel panic and fear.

The servants and maidservants in the corridor in the distance couldn't help but panic when they passed the small courtyard, and their footsteps quickened a lot, and they didn't dare to stay for a moment.

Since the incident half a year ago, the boss has become more and more weird...

Every night, there are strange sounds in the room.

More importantly, they were not allowed to light any lamps in the yard, and no one was allowed to approach them. When it was late at night, it was horribly dark...

When they passed by here, they felt like they were being watched by invisible evil spirits.

Calvin, organize the plot~

Chapter 183 (Subscribe)

The cold moon is like a hook, and the night is dark.

Chen Xuan wore a ghost mask on his face, his body was perfectly introverted, and his spiritual power wrapped his body, hiding in the shadow of an eaves, as if he was perfectly integrated with the shadow. Looking closely at the dark and dim courtyard ahead.

Pain-like muffled sounds came from the small courtyard continuously, as if someone was suffering from pain, there was no light inside, and from a distance, it looked like some kind of ghostly mansion, which made people throb.

Chen Xuan was vigilant and did not approach the small courtyard immediately.

His main purpose of coming here was to find Lu Zhanyuan, and after he figured out what happened to Lu Zhanyuan, it would not be too late to explore other things.

Not long after, a handsome servant girl passed by with a food box, she seemed a little afraid of the dark, and she seemed a little worried about that weird courtyard, her footsteps were fast, her body was trembling, and she kept chanting the blessings of the Buddha in a low voice. such words.

Chen Xuan's body flashed, and he appeared in front of the maid without warning.

The maid stared round her eyes, her little face was pale, and she almost screamed. At this moment, two black vortexes suddenly appeared in her mind. The violent vortex attracted all her mind into it. at every turn.

"Where is Lu Zhan Garden?"

A strange and calm voice sounded.

The servant girl's eyes were dull: "The master lives in the courtyard in front of him. It's too dark inside, so I dare not go in."

"Why don't you light the lamp?"

"Master won't let the lights be turned on. It's too scary inside. One day I saw half of a baby's corpse crawling into the master's room. There was no lower body. It was extremely terrifying. Help me, I don't want to be silenced."

The servant girl suddenly trembled, revealing deep fear.

Ok?

Chen Xuan showed a strange look, and the soul-stirring Dafa once again urged it with all his strength, and the spiritual power poured out continuously. His two eyes seemed to be plunged into the depths of the maid's mind, and he saw a sea of ​​memories, rippling waves, all kinds of Memory fragments are constantly surging...

Lonely since childhood, living on the street...

After experiencing whipping and pain... Gradually stabilized, was bought by the housekeeper of the Lu family, and entered the house...

In the dead of night, I was carrying a food box and was about to go back to my room to sleep, when I accidentally passed the waterside pavilion, and saw a vague black shadow, like a puppy, crawling across the ground and crawling towards the old man's courtyard...

Looking closer, the black shadow gradually becomes clear...

A cyan baby with a broken lower body was crawling on the ground at a very fast speed...

The servant girl was overly frightened, she covered her mouth, and squatted beside the rockery, not daring to move, the picture froze and became her eternal nightmare...

brush!

Chen Xuan's mental power was completely withdrawn, fine cold sweat was faintly visible on his forehead, his mental power was exhausted again, and he felt unspeakably tired.

It really is a blue baby!

Didn't run this time.

Then this is the cyan baby, it was definitely not the one who possessed Wang Xiaohu last time.

Chen Xuan took a light breath, his body flickered, and disappeared here.

The cold wind blows, and the whole body is cold.

The servant girl shuddered, recovered from her daze, looked at the darkness around her, felt even more terrified in her heart, and hastened to leave here.

What happened to me just now?

Why did you stop here?

By the way, I seem to have seen a ghost just now...

...

After Chen Xuan recovered for a while, the pain in his mind gradually disappeared. He let out a mouthful of turbid air, and his body flitted across the roof, approaching the courtyard without any light.

Bursts of painful muffled hums continued to be heard, as if the people inside were suffering.

Chen Xuan tried not to leak any breath, landed on the roof, and gently moved a tile with his palm.

Just now, his mental strength was exhausted and he didn't recover much, so it was difficult to get his spirit out of his body again. He could only take the risk of seeing it with his naked eyes.

The dense darkness came into view, and a corner of the room gradually became clear.

On one side of the bed lay a figure, groaning continuously on the ground, as if in great pain, his body was stained with blood, his clothes were torn, and many places were filled with dark red, but he could also clearly see a piece of indigo on his arms, shoulders and back...

Inside the indigo, blue tendons wriggled and criss-crossed like earthworms.

Chen Xuan felt strange.

Lu Zhanyuan's body is changing?

But why didn't I have it in the first place?