"Is anyone?"

In the darkness, Princess Pingyang stepped out of the door of the room and plucked up the courage to ask.

She was on the third floor of the inn, and there was silence around her. The darkness seemed to be a ferocious beast that had been dormant for a long time, devouring all light, shadow and sound.

Chen Budu forgot to tell her that her deaf behavior, which exposes her position in the darkness, usually lasts for three minutes in horror movies.

Anyway, it is absolutely impossible for Shen Budu to yell out the three words "Is there anyone" in an unknown environment.

Because it is often not the "people" that attract...

"Is anyone?"

Princess Pingyang called out again, but still no sound answered.

I don’t know if I was frightened in the dark closed room just now, Princess Pingyang felt a cold wind blowing, blew up her clothes on her shoulders and into her close-fitting clothes, feeling a little chilly.

Princess Pingyang was alert, but did not retreat, but just continued to walk forward with a determined look on his face.

"Crack."

As the door next to him suddenly opened, Princess Pingyang's pupils suddenly contracted into a needle-shaped shape, and she subconsciously took several steps back.

Feeling that the railing guardrail at his waist was a little loose, Princess Pingyang hurriedly walked forward two more steps.

The sound of the decayed wood disintegration came. She turned around and touched it, but only felt empty. The railings on the third floor turned into rotten wood and fell down.

Princess Pingyang was frightened by this strange situation. She didn't dare to walk on the side of the railing anymore, for fear of falling down and falling into the lobby.

She looked at the room next door that had just opened the door. There was no light in the room, which was very dim, but it was much better than the darkness before.

It seems...sound and light are beginning to return in this space.

Princess Pingyang touched the three-piece flint on the table. Fortunately, she liked hunting and had a certain degree of independence and self-reliance. She was not the kind of nobleman who could wear clothes and eat to open her mouth.

After many failures, her hands finally stopped trembling, and the fire knife rubbed against the flint and successfully wiped the fire.

A faint light rose on the tinder and then lit the candle.

The candlelight gave her a sense of security.

Holding a candlestick, Princess Pingyang began to look at the room.

The furniture was decayed, the tables, chairs and beds were covered with dust. When the brocade quilt touched a little, it was like fragile old paper, and it was directly shattered.

“Huh?”

Princess Pingyang raised her head, and the faint light of the candle shone on the beams above her head.

A new knotted hemp rope fell down.

In a strange way, Princess Pingyang, for some reason, stood on a stool, and put her fair neck into the rope ring.

Immediately afterwards, the decayed and cracked stool under his feet completely broke down.

When the rope circle tied Princess Pingyang's neck, she suddenly woke up.

What's wrong with me?!

However, the more she wanted to exert force, the more she struggled and shouted, the tighter the new rope cover that was out of place.

She used all her strength, but it was still in vain. The force gradually made her breathing difficult and her eyes gradually became blurred.

Princess Pingyang knew that she was about to suffocate.

At this time, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Is anyone?"

It’s the voice of the Broadmaster!

Princess Pingyang wanted to shout for help, but her throat seemed to be clamped by an iron plier, and she could not make any noise at all.

Her hand grabbed the hemp rope and wanted to release her neck, and she used her last bit of strength to pull her wrist into blood.

However, the rope was too strong, and the end of the rope connecting the beam was tied very firmly. Even if she tried her best, she only pulled a little, and the rope cover was still motionless.

In this way, her body hangs in the air.

Due to the lack of oxygen in the blood, her eyes were completely invisible, and her ears lost most of their hearing. She could only vaguely tell the sound coming from outside the door.

She felt that she was being pulled away, and her body was getting lighter and lighter, as if she was about to float up to the clouds.

Princess Pingyang kept crying in her heart.

"Master Budu!"

"Help!"

When she was almost desperate, she suddenly felt her body regaining heavy weight, blood began to flow, and the pain was faintly visible. She thought she was dreaming and kept shaking her head, but the feeling from her mind told her that this was not a dream, but a real existence.

Master Budu!

He came and saved me.

"Master!"

Princess Pingyang used all her strength to shout, her voice roaring like worn-out glass.

But after she shouted, the fear in her heart decreased a lot.

Because, after she shouted, she felt as if she was being hugged by a warm embrace, and no longer had the cold touch of the rope ring.

If this is a dream, it is the most beautiful dream she has ever had, and she is even willing to never wake up in this life!

"Prince, let's just say a little bit, there's a ghost outside!"

The gentle voice of Master Budu sounded in her ears.

Princess Pingyang covered her mouth tightly and did not dare to speak again, for fear of provoking the "ghosts" outside.

"Princess, follow the little monk. Remember, don't speak out no matter what you see later, do you know?"

Princess Pingyang nodded obediently.

After resting for a while, Master Budu pulled Princess Pingyang to start walking out, and in this dark and dilapidated abandoned inn, a strange atmosphere was constantly spreading.

"Squeak~"

The decaying stairs made a sour sound, making people wonder if the stairs would collapse in the next moment.

Master Budu held Princess Pingyang's little hand and walked down the stairs step by step. In the darkness, Princess Pingyang could see Master Budu's figure and hear his slight breathing sound. Will he be afraid?

Princess Pingyang felt distressed, and she suddenly realized that Master Budu was not as calm as she imagined. In fact, he should be as nervous as hers.

After all, everyone here has their power sealed, and practitioners have become no different from ordinary people.

Why is Master Budu so worried? Is it because he was targeted by a ghost just now that Master Budu is nervous?

Just as Princess Pingyang was thinking about it, the two finally arrived at the second floor.

The second floor is very quiet, and there is no one figure.

Just then, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

“Huh?”

Princess Pingyang felt that the voice sounded familiar, but at this moment she found that Master Budu had let go of her hand.

Princess Pingyang resisted the idea of ​​speaking out, and she turned to look over.

But I saw that there was an exact same Budu Mage not far from the second floor!

Princess Pingyang was already a little confused. The Budu master beside him took her hand and said anxiously.

"Princess, run away, he is not a little monk!"

Princess Pingyang hesitated for a moment.

Who would have thought,

The second floor Master Budu actually nodded.

"Yes, I'm not, then how do you prove that you are?"

Master Budu next to Princess Pingyang was speechless for a moment.

"Well... since it can't be proved, let's help you. The little monk heard that the ghosts in the inn have no shadow."

He turned his body sideways, like Thousand-Handed Guanyin, and another wizard from behind him appeared.

And this one has golden light on his hands.

Under the golden light,

The people around Princess Pingyang,
Chapter completed!