Fan Tong said that she also followed some clues to find this place, and never thought of meeting Mo Chen and the other two by chance. Now she explained why the door on the first floor was not locked because it was pried open by Fan Tong.

"You didn't see Zheng Yi just now?" Mo Chen asked.

Fan Tong asked in surprise, "He is here too?"

As he was speaking, Fan Tong looked at Mo Chen, Meng Xinyao held hands tightly, and Mo Chen subconsciously pulled back his hand and changed the topic, "Forget it, maybe you weren't in the corridor when he came here!"

"Um!"

"We're here to find a friend, do you want to be with me?" Meng Xinyao asked generously.

Fan Tong nodded, "I am the only one, it's really a bit... I'd better be with you!" Fan Tong looked around and shrugged the version.

The three of them walked up to the third floor together. Mo Chen still covered the light of the mobile phone flashlight with his hands, vaguely illuminating the sides of the corridor, and all four doors in both directions were tightly closed.

Where did Zheng Yi go? Mo Chen was confused, but it was inconvenient to call Zheng Yi directly.

Fan Tong let out a whine, and her body tilted and accidentally opened the nearest door. A faint green light shone on the corridor.

Fan Tong had already reached into the room half of her body and simply walked in. Meng Xinyao pulled Mo Chen's corner of her clothes, feeling a little uneasy.

Mo Chen said softly, "I'll go and have a look, maybe Xiaojing is inside."

Then Mo Chen also entered the room. Meng Xinyao hesitated, but followed her in.

The scene inside the house surprised Mo Chen. In addition to the windows and doors, the whole room was guarded with the other walls on both sides, and was covered with lattices. If it was used to place books and use them as bookshelfs, it could be said that there was no sense of incongruity.

However, what is really placed in these shelf compartments is the point that really hit Mo Chen. In each grid, there is a glassware about one foot high.

The liquid in the vessel looks even more weird under the reflection of the green light.

What was soaked in the liquid was actually babies who died just after birth, and even some babies. Mo Chen felt that they were forcibly "digged out" before they had given birth to their mothers.

"Oh my God!" Seeing the baby in the vessel, Meng Xinyao took a deep breath and couldn't help but scream.

Fan Tong took the lead in Meng Xinyao, took two steps back, approached Mo Chen's side, hugged Mo Chen's arm in fear, and said timidly, "It's so terrible... it's all children."

If there were no green lights in the house, Mo Chen would be able to see clearly Meng Xinyao's face at this moment, which would be greener than the lights.

Mo Chen patted Fan Tong's hand and comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm there."

Mo Chen's eyes fell on something by the window. It was a large piece of velvet cloth. Judging from the appearance of the velvet cloth, the thing covered under it should be a large utensil.

"Don't go..."

Seeing that Mo Chen was extremely interested in the velvet cloth, Fan Tong grabbed Mo Chen's arm hard and said in a pleading tone.

Mo Chen looked at Fan Tong, deliberately drew a comforting curve on the corner of his mouth, gently patted Fan Tong's hand, and then approached the velvet step by step.

Meng Xinyao's mood was overwhelming at this moment, but she couldn't help but be curious about the things under the velvet cloth, so she came over together.

Mo Chen was sandwiched between two girls. He suddenly felt inexplicably pressure on his hands, afraid that he would lift the velvet cloth later, and the screams of the two girls would be enough to shatter his eardrums.

As if counting one, two or three silently, Mo Chen looked around at the two beauties around him, picked up a corner of the velvet cloth with his fingertips, and lifted it open with a sudden slightest.

"Ah!" Fan Tong screamed in dismay.

In the vessel, a woman's reveals that she was soaked in unknown liquid and was a little edema.

The swollen cheeks would rot into pieces as soon as they touched them, their eyes were wide open, and their mouths were wide open. They must have experienced some very terrible things before their death.

After Fan Tong shouted, he buried his head in Mo Chen's shoulders, and his petite body shivered.

On the other side of Mo Chen, Meng Xinyao did not make any sound because she was so shocked that she could not spit out a word.

Meng Xinyao stared at the vessel incredibly. The heads soaked there were no one else, but she herself!!!

"Ghost!" Fan Tong shouted in horror, holding Mo Chen's hand, exerted more force, and even dragging Mo Chen, vaguely distanced him from Meng Xinyao.

A stream of sadness floated into my heart, and tears surged into Meng Xinyao's eyes. She stared at Mo Chen's eyes and asked weakly, "How could it be..."

Mo Chen's eyes looked at Meng Xinyao with a complicated look, a hint of heartache, a hint of pity, but a hint of suspicion.

Meng Xinyao was like a lost child. She finally met someone, afraid that the other party would leave her behind. She came step by step towards Mo Chen and the others. Fan Tong shouted in horror, "Don't come over!" At the same time, Fan Tong pulled Mo Chen backed.

"Listen to my explanation." Meng Xinyao begged.

"No!" Fan Tong shouted in resistance.

Dachuan tears slid down Meng Xinyao's cheeks. She looked at Mo Chen like a prayer, but Mo Chen not only did not respond to her, but instead pulled Fan Tong's hand.

Mo Chen held Fan Tong's hand, then used force on his shoulder, but pulled Fan Tong aside and cut off the pull between the two.

Mo Chen said coldly, "It's time to explain, but... the person who should explain is you."

Mo Chen's cold face was directed towards Fan Tong, and Fan Tong looked at Mo Chen's eyes incredibly.

"Tell me! Who are you?" Mo Chen said coldly.

Fan Tong, who was already extremely scared, was even more panicked by Mo Chen's questioning. With a crying voice, Fan Tong asked back, "What's wrong with you?...Woo...I'm Tongtong!"

"You are not!" Mo Chen said confidently. At this moment, he was even more sure that the person in front of him was definitely not Fan Tong.

Mo Chen said, "First, she is a cold girl. She will never show the weakness of a little girl in front of anyone else. Secondly, Fan Tong, whom I know, will never casually be suspicious of her teammates, nor will she abandon her in times of danger." After a pause, Mo Chen said in a stiff tone, "We will never call her Tongtong, and she will not!!"

Speaking of this, Mo Chen immediately waved his arm and punched him. The force hit Fan Tong in front of him in the face. With a bang, a pit suddenly fell into the originally beautiful face.

"ah!!!"

The fake Fan Tong roared, and it was visible to the naked eye that the flesh on her body suddenly disappeared, leaving only a white skeleton.

The dry bones were filled with a grim wind, and the whimpering sound pounced on Mo Chen, and the sharp claws pierced Mo Chen's throat.

With a "bang", a golden light suddenly appeared, and the dry bones wailed, turning into black smoke, and disappeared.

The black smoke dissipated. Mo Chen saw Meng Xinyao holding a scepter in her hand and gasped heavily, looking very excited.

Meng Xinyao's eyes were red and swollen because of the flood of tears.

Mo Chen hugged Meng Xinyao in his arms. He gently stroked Meng Xinyao's long hair and comforted softly, "It's okay! It's okay!"
Chapter completed!