The female ghost helped everyone open the door after Jiang Hengxiao's affectionate and reasonable... discussion.

Then before Jiang Heng could help her put it back again, she shrank back into the TV by herself, then quickly stretched out her hand and pressed the switch of the TV, turning off the TV.

It seemed that he was very afraid that Jiang Heng would bring her out again to ask some questions.

Jiang Heng blankly watched the female ghost quickly disappear into the TV, feeling a little regretful.

"I just wanted to ask what the password of the cryptex is..." Jiang Heng said with a disappointed expression, looking pitiful and cute.

The others clearly knew that Jiang Heng had just pulled the female ghost back and dragged it out, and even scared her to run away, but they were blinded by Jiang Heng's deceptive innocent expression.

Lin Yue was the first to comfort him: "It's okay, we can find it ourselves."

Wang Mingke followed closely behind: "Yes, keep an eye on it next time, and you will definitely be able to find the password of the box."

The two coaxed at each other, and finally saw Jiang Heng cheer up, and looked at Jiang Heng's beautiful black eyes that were shining again with a look of relief.

The three of them discussed it, and decided to go out to find clues about the password, and also to see where the studio was.

Zhang Shilin looked like he was out of the situation the whole time, and he didn't even know that everyone had turned around and was about to leave.

Jiang Heng was about to walk out of the room when he turned around and found Zhang Shilin was still standing where he was, looking dazed.

He stopped.

Lin Yue and Wang Mingke, who were following him, saw him stop, turned around and walked back, all at a loss.

Jiang Heng walked up to Zhang Shilin, raised his head and called him softly: "Zhang Shilin, we are leaving."

Zhang Shilin looked down at Jiang Heng, the young man's beautiful face lifted up, his expression was cute, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his black eyes were clear and bright.

Zhang Shilin's eyes were dull, his mind seemed to have crashed, and he was still stuck in disbelief of Jiang Heng's unexpected series of operations.

Seeing that Zhang Shilin didn't respond, Jiang Heng tilted his head in doubt, and called again: "Zhang Shilin?"

Zhang Shilin's crashed brain finally started to work. He knelt down with a plop, crying bitterly: "Boss, I was wrong! I shouldn't have scolded you for being a jerk!" As he spoke, he moved forward and tried to hug the boss thigh.

Jiang Heng was startled by Zhang Shilin's sudden movement, and instinctively took a step back, avoiding Zhang Shilin's hand trying to hug his thigh.

"Don't be like this..." Jiang Heng waved his hands hastily, and took another step back cautiously, for fear that Zhang Shilin would pounce on him again, "We're leaving, don't get lost." After finishing speaking, he smiled awkwardly, The cheeks are slightly red, and there is peach pink in the white.

The boss has spoken.Zhang Shilin nodded excitedly, followed Jiang Heng's footsteps closely, and the four of them walked out of the room together.

The corridor is quiet, and the end that is not illuminated by candles is a deep place, like the mouth of a giant beast that can swallow people in one gulp.

Wang Mingke originally wanted to give the candlestick to Jiang Heng. After all, it is better for such an important thing as the light source to be in the hands of powerful people, but under Jiang Heng's firm refusal, Wang Mingke could only continue to hold the candle regretfully.

"It's better for the captain to hold the important things." Jiang Heng's voice was soft, trying to persuade him.

Wang Mingke was affirmed, and his regretful mood returned. He held the candlestick steadily, as if he was completing a solemn mission.

The team still maintained the original formation, and Wang Mingke walked at the forefront, lighting up all the candles on the walls of the corridor.

Every time they passed a room, they tried to open it, but found that the rooms along the way were all locked.

When everyone passed by the half-human, half-ghost portrait of a woman, a pale ghostly hand suddenly stretched out from the portrait, just in time to grab Lin Yue's hand.

Lin Yue was caught suddenly, and she didn't react for a while. When the ghost hand dragged her into the painting, she finally burst into a series of screams: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh - help! My The hand was caught."

When the other three men heard Lin Yue's cry for help, they hurriedly surrounded her, trying to save her.

Zhang Shilin was tall and skilled, he was the first to meet Lin Yue, and was about to drag Lin Yue back from the ghost's hand.

All the candles that Wang Mingke had just lit were extinguished in an instant, and the corridor was once again plunged into darkness, only the candlestick in Wang Mingke's hand was still on, illuminating the surroundings where they were.

Zhang Shilin was startled by the sudden darkness, and the strength in his hand loosened unconsciously. Lin Yue's hand slipped out of his grasp almost instantly, and was quickly pulled forward a short distance.

"Zhang Shilin! Don't let go ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

With the other hand, she desperately tried to break off the ghost's hand, but what came off was a large piece of bloody flesh. She almost spat out when she saw it, and quickly screamed and threw the lump of flesh out.

The strength of the ghost hand was astonishing, Lin Yue's fingertips were already submerged in the painting, and she finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Zhang Shilin was brought back to his senses by Lin Yue's scream, and was about to continue to step forward to pull him back.

All the portraits around suddenly shook and made violent noises, and then the eyes on each painting seemed to be splashed with blood, emitting a strange red light in the dim environment.

After the eyes in the portrait turned red, they slowly protruded from the painting and became three-dimensional. They turned crazily together, and finally stared at Jiang Heng and the others.

Then all the portraits came out from the wall, and quickly surrounded Jiang Heng and the others.

Zhang Shilin was stopped by a portrait that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zhang Shilin wanted to smash the portrait blocking him with his fist, but found that the glass frame on the portrait was so hard that he couldn't break it at all.

And when he was entangled with the portrait, he was surrounded by other portraits, he couldn't move a step, and he couldn't move forward to help Lin Yue.

Zhang Shilin could only yell at Lin Yue: "Lin Yue! Hold on! I'll—" Before he finished speaking, Lin Yue screamed again.

Jiang Heng and Wang Mingke were also tightly surrounded. They couldn't see Lin Yue's condition, but their hearts tightened when they heard her cry.

Wang Mingke said worriedly: "What should we do? These portraits are too difficult, we can't save them at all..." He looked at Jiang Heng, the unfinished words stuck in his throat.

Wang Mingke stared dumbfounded at Jiang Heng's bending over, and suddenly slipped out through a small gap under the portrait, and soon disappeared.

Lin Yue's whole arm was pulled into the painting, but because she struggled desperately, even pushed her legs against the wall, the ghost hand couldn't pull her whole body in after a long time.

"Lin Yue! Give me your hand!" Jiang Heng ran towards Lin Yue and shouted nervously, Lin Yue immediately reacted and let Jiang Heng grab her remaining hand.

With all his strength, Jiang Heng pulled Lin Yue behind him.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Heng frowned and turned around, looking worriedly at Lin Yue who was still in shock.

Lin Yue just wanted to nod, but suddenly his eyes widened, and he looked behind Jiang Heng in horror: "It came again—"

Jiang Heng keenly heard the sound of breaking through the air from behind, and something was coming towards him. He nimbly turned sideways, avoiding the ghostly hand stretched out from behind him aggressively.

Seeing that the blow was impossible, the ghost hand turned a corner and continued to attack Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng didn't dodge this time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist of the ghost hand, making it immobile.

"Hello?" Jiang Heng looked at the ghost hand he was holding, tilted his head, and greeted it politely.

The ghost hand struggled to grab Jiang Heng's neck, but he couldn't break free from Jiang Heng's shackles.

It bared its teeth and claws in Jiang Heng's hands angrily, trying to defend its face as a scary ghost.

Jiang Heng looked at the movement of the ghost hand in bewilderment, pondered for a while, and showed an expression of sudden realization.He raised the ghost's hand, took advantage of the moment it was flattened, and gave it a high-five with the other hand.

Jiang Heng smiled slightly, dimples formed on his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with a bright smile.

"Are you going to give me a high five?"

The ghost hand was stunned for a moment by Jiang Heng's patting, and then it started to dance crazily again.Jiang Heng was taken aback, and unconsciously let go of it.

He watched the ghost hand retract into the weird portrait of a woman with a "swoosh", and turned around to ask Lin Yue in aggrieved way, "Didn't it want to give me a high-five?"

Lin Yue opened her mouth and replied stammeringly: "But, maybe... Maybe not... Be careful behind—!"

As soon as Lin Yue finished speaking, a short knife suddenly stabbed out of the painting, and then the ghost hand holding the knife reappeared.

Jiang Heng carefully avoided the dagger that stabbed him, then quickly grabbed the ghost's hand again, and snatched the dagger from its hand.

Jiang Heng held the short knife in one hand and the ghost hand in the other.The corners of his lips were clenched tightly, with a dignified expression, and he said earnestly, "No, this is very dangerous and will stab someone. Don't do this next time."

Jiang Heng looked down at the short knife in his hand, the sharp tip of the knife gleamed coldly, dazzling in the dark corridor.Holding up the knife, he slammed it into the painting in front of him.

The glass frame used to protect the painting shattered all of a sudden, and the shards of glass scattered all over the place. The knife in Jiang Heng's hand directly pierced the painting itself, piercing a hole in the painting.

"Look, it's really dangerous. This knife is too sharp." Jiang Heng held the ghost's hand firmly, and said seriously to it, while waving the gleaming short knife.

The ghost hand can no longer respond. Its body is stored on the portrait. Once the portrait is destroyed, it will also be injured.The hole that Jiang Heng poked in that portrait made it deeply hurt.

The ghost hand suddenly fell apart in Jiang Heng's hands. The flesh and blood attached to its skeleton began to crack from the place where Lin Yue had just stripped it off, and then all peeled off from the skeleton, revealing the white bones.

Jiang Heng was stunned.

With the collapse of the ghost hand, the rest of the portraits surrounding Zhang Shilin and Wang Mingke also suddenly stopped moving, and fell from the air to the ground one after another, breaking into pieces.

Zhang Shilin and Wang Mingke looked around blankly, not knowing what happened just now.They looked at each other and gathered towards Jiang Heng and Lin Yue.

Seeing Jiang Heng staring blankly at the ground, Wang Mingke didn't respond to their arrival, so he couldn't help saying: "What's wrong, Jiang Heng?"

Jiang Heng raised his head, his beautiful eyes were full of bewilderment, which made their hearts skip a beat.

What's wrong?Who bullied Jiang Heng?Jiang Heng was bullied, how bad is that?

Seeing Jiang Heng's expression, the two began to think wildly, and the more they thought about it, the more frightened they became.

The candlelight swayed into Jiang Heng's eyes, making his eyes watery, as if they were filled with tears.

"What to do, I broke it up." Jiang Heng said nervously.

What?What fell apart?The two looked at each other in confusion, and found that the other party didn't understand what Jiang Heng said.

Seeing that they didn't understand, Jiang Heng turned around and pointed to the scattered bone fragments on the ground, then turned back to look at the two of them.

"I accidentally broke that ghost hand." Jiang Heng lowered his eyes guiltily, his eyelashes trembling, looking really helpless.

Um?Did I hear wrong?After listening to what Jiang Heng said, the two looked at each other again, and saw the same confusion in each other's eyes.

Zhang Shilin opened his mouth tentatively: "Well...you mean, you broke the ghost hand that was about to drag Lin Yue away just now?"

Jiang Heng nodded.

"..."

After a short silence, Wang Mingke pointed to the skeleton that he started to assemble secretly on the ground and said, "Well... I don't think you need to worry, it's fine now..."

Jiang Heng looked over and found the ghost hand that had been assembled. He took two steps forward in surprise and was about to say something.

When the ghost hand saw that Jiang Heng was going to lean towards it, the five fingers moved quickly, and the whole hand rushed to the other end of the corridor, and disappeared in the boundless darkness, leaving everyone watching.

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