Rebirth of Asura

Chapter 87
There was a smile on the corner of Xue Qiangwei's mouth, she lowered her head, as if she was looking at the severity who was rolling on the ground in pain, or through her, looking at the man with black eyes who had always wanted to kill herself in memory. Some couldn't distinguish the focal length, and the wind outside the window was even stronger. After the window was slapped more than ten times, it finally broke the cracked glass, shattered all over the ground, and fell into the quiet yard.

Suddenly, Niao Niao, who was standing by the door, heard a strange sound.

There was a "boom", I couldn't tell what kind of impact it was, the dull sound seemed to be coming from upstairs, it only rang for a while, and then fell silent.Youyou turned on the flashlight, and moved out the door fearfully but curiously. The hall was no longer as dark as it was at the beginning. The moon had risen, and the thin moonlight slanted in from the lattice windows, casting hazy light on the dark brown On the ground, there appeared a strange pattern that was incomprehensible above.

Walking at the dark stairway, you slowly raised your head, looking up, there was a deep darkness, the light of the flashlight could not reach far, and was swallowed by the endless darkness.

Suddenly there was another dull knocking sound, "Boom—" Accompanied by a hollow echo, it reverberated throughout the corridor for a long time, and now she could clearly hear that it was coming from upstairs.

Is there someone up there?

Niaoyou bit her lip, took a breath, raised her foot to step up the stairs, and walked up gently against the wall. Some gravel fell on the floor, and her feet rubbed against it, making a creaking sound.Sudden shoulder pain, heh!She turned her head sharply, only to find that her shoulder had touched a mural hanging on the wall, and the heavy frame scratched her flesh.

The sound of "dong" sounded again, and the higher it went, the clearer the sound became. Just to the left next to the corridor, there were slight footsteps and the sound of water dripping on the ground.

You could feel that her heart was raised high and her body was tense, but she couldn't suppress her curiosity. She looked at the brightly lit room downstairs, and then let her heart go back a little bit. She After turning off the flashlight, the little feet stepped forward again, step by step towards the upper stairs.

Going up to the second floor, the goal is also a spacious hall. The layout is exactly the same as the first floor, with long corridors on both sides, but it is different from the empty living room downstairs. With the moonlight, you can see some weird and messy furnishings in the living room. The stairs leaned against the wall, and there was a messy pile of sundries underneath.In the center of the hall, there are three sofas of the same color on the large reddish-brown carpet. On the dark brown wooden coffee table is a phone in the shape of the 80s, and a fruit knife is placed next to the phone. The moonlight shines on it through the window , reflecting the cold light.

heh!
Niaoyou gasped as she watched. She saw that the sofa, coffee table, and phone were all covered with a thick layer of dust, while the fruit knife...was as shiny as a mirror, without a trace of dust. A few steps away, I saw a small puddle of water stains under the coffee table that was not immersed in the carpet. The water stain surface reflected the half moon outside the window. I couldn't tell whether it was a puddle of water or a puddle... Blood.

Seeing this, the inexplicable curiosity that Niaoyou had just raised was extinguished in an instant, and she couldn't muster up the courage to go to the room on the left to see what happened. The hand holding the flashlight was trembling, and the strange voice in the room on the left was still coming from time to time. The sound sounded, she stared at the door, and stepped back in place, for fear that when she turned around, a perverted murderer would appear from behind her that she couldn't see.

"Squeak-"

When she stepped back down a step, the door of the room on the left was slowly pushed open. There was no bright light, but only a thin layer of moonlight peeking out from behind the door, obliquely reflecting the black figure on the opposite side of the corridor. On the wall, a thin figure stood upright by the door, holding the doorknob with one hand, and holding an invisible object in the other, and the wet liquid dripped from the object...

(End of this chapter)