Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 839 Entering the Tower
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you all, I'm sorry, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."

Wang Zhicheng was hugged by Ai Jia, and his mood seemed to be a little more stable, but his body was still trembling, and Ai Jia hugged him, feeling that his body was very cold, even a little stiff, not like a living person should have. She hugged him at this moment, a little scared, but more guilty, if she didn't bring them here, if she had an accident and didn't run away, wouldn't such a thing happen.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm really fine."

Feeling the hot and humid liquid dripping from his shoulder, Wang Zhicheng suddenly felt at a loss. He was hugged by Ai Jia, and he raised his hand in embarrassment, as if he wanted to pat her on the back to comfort her, but he didn't have the courage to reach out, so he finally He just stood there with his hands raised in embarrassment.

"You two stay here, let's go up to the tower and have a look."

Looking at the two of them, Yan Xiaoai felt a little helpless, and patted Ai Jia on the shoulder to let her wait here with Wang Zhicheng, while they walked directly towards the tower.

Naturally, Wang Zhicheng had no objection. She didn't want to stay with Li Suwan at all, and Ai Jia watched their backs gradually disappear from sight. At this moment, only she and Wang Zhicheng were left here. She was a little scared, but fortunately there was a big fire pit made by Wu Yan, the heat in the fire pit made her feel more comfortable, but Wang Zhicheng stayed far away from the fire pit, as if with a trace of fear.

"What's the matter with you, don't you come here? It's warmer by the fire, it's too cold here."

Ai Jia stayed by the fire pit, she stretched out her hand to wave at Wang Zhicheng, but Wang Zhicheng over there shook his head.

"No, I'm dead. My current soul stone is forced to stay in my body. The fire will burn my soul. I dare not lean over it. Just stay over there. You stay there safe and no ghosts dare to approach it." .”

Wang Zhicheng shook his head, he made a smile with some difficulty, Ai Jia suddenly felt sad again, she stood up from the fire and walked back to Wang Zhicheng's side.

"Then I'll stay with you here, it's quite warm here, you don't have to stay by the fire. Otherwise, let's play backgammon, I draw a circle, you draw a cross, so time can pass faster. "

Walking to Wang Zhicheng's side, Ai Jia picked up two branches on the ground and handed one of them to Wang Zhicheng, and then quickly drew a chessboard grid on the ground.

Looking at the chessboard grid on the ground, Wang Zhicheng chuckled, and there seemed to be some nostalgic look in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I played this game. I remember when I was a child, I liked playing it very much. Because I couldn't afford backgammon, I drew on paper. I couldn't cheat and regret chess with the drawing. It was really good when I was young, and I seemed to be happy doing everything."

"Yeah, it was great when I was a child, rolling in the mud is always fun."

Ai Jia nodded, stretched out her hand and drew a circle on the grid, and Wang Zhicheng immediately started to draw too. The two of them actually played chess in this spooky place. It would be a very bold thing to say it. .

Yan Xiaoai and the others have already arrived under the high tower. From a distance, the tower looks like it is inserted in the teaching building of the school, but when you get closer, you will find that the tower is actually independent. There is a space on the side of the teaching building. In this place a tower was built.

Below the tower is a vermilion door, the door is not locked, and it opens with a light push, and the "creaking" sound of the wooden door is a bit harsh in the silent night.

(End of this chapter)