C51 Little Town's Midnight Evil Bell

Due to not sleeping at all that night, by the time they were halfway done, the formation of the group had already reached a 'horrible' state. Because of the fact that they had not slept that night, by the time they were halfway through, the formation of the group had already reached a 'horrible' state.

"Rest where you are!" Situ Qingtian really couldn't watch any longer, and decisively gave the order to rest. Of course, he was also very tired.

Those who hadn't been assigned to stand guard immediately fell asleep. Those who had been assigned to stand watch looked at the fallen men with envy, and had no choice but to stand watch.

The sound of snoring rose and fell. Occasionally, there would be grinding teeth or whistling sounds mixed in. Although it was a little sudden, it did not lose its rhythm. The rise and fall of each other's voices resonated.

When it was almost dusk, everyone woke up. However, the sky was getting dark. They had no choice but to turn around and fight their way back to the town they had just left.

When they returned to the town, it was already nightfall, and they could only enter the inn they had left in the morning once again. The waiter of the inn saw the person he had just sent out in the morning, and at the same time came back at night, his face immediately turned green, because last night, the backyard had been tossed and turned for the night to conceal those 'burglar proof devices', and it was extremely cruel to use torture and confessions, and in the end, there was even a new tea party.

The customer is always God, but God is often not a human being.

Due to having slept for close to a day, other than having eaten in the morning, the rest of the people who had rushed back to town were still hungry. Seeing so many people, except for a few women, all of them were f * cking big men, and there were also so many horses to feed, why were there so many horses? Looking at this spectacular scene, the waiter's heart twitched, his face twitched, and his entire body was twitching.

As soon as possible, the waiter felt aggrieved. Tears flowed down his cheeks. However, what needed to be prepared was still preparation. What needed to be served had to be served. Who could not live with their money?

Eating and sleeping to your heart's content, there are three great things in life! It's like 'Sleep until you wake up naturally, and count the money until your hands cramp'.

Although none of them felt that they had done any manual labor before, all of them were listless. After eating, they went to bed in groups of twos and threes.

It was almost midnight, and just as everyone was sleeping soundly, an urgent bell rang from afar, accompanied by a loud shout. However, the contents of the shout were not heard clearly.

Due to the sleep they had during the day and the rest after dinner at night, although it was already midnight, they were no longer sleepy after being woken up. They put on their clothes and ran downstairs, curious about what had happened.

"It's here again, it's here again! It must be the evil ghost who wants his life! It must be him! It must be him!" Everyone looked doubtfully at the waiter who seemed to be shouting crazily. Although they knew that something bad must have happened, since they were people from a large clan, they didn't really care about it. Some people even thought that this waiter was making a big fuss out of nothing.

"Ring, ring, ring ?" "Ring, ring, ring ?" In the middle of the night, the sound of the bell could be heard resounding throughout the entire town. This kind of midnight bell ringing was like a call from hell, and just thinking about it, it made people feel terrified. Some of the maids had already gathered together in fear, and the guards of the Situ Family were already surrounding the area, ready to fight.

"Capture him and find out what's going on?" Situ Qingtian maintained his calm. He had to know the sequence of events, otherwise, even if he was on guard, he would not be able to find a way to deal with it.

No matter how scared the waiter was, at least he wouldn't die immediately. However, if he offended these old men, death would be a matter of minutes. He also didn't have Little Wu's child shoe NB name, nor did he have his nickname 'stubborn'.

It turned out that a few years ago, there was a massacre in the town. A few dozen rich families all died in one night, and only a wet nurse survived with a baby in her arms. However, no one had any evidence to prove it. As for why their clan was exterminated, there were many explanations. Some said it was because of one's wealth, some said it was because of one's beauty, and some even said it was to avenge one's death. There was no way to figure out the reason, but there was a common one ? this mansion was haunted, and all of them were vengeful spirits.

At the beginning, no one believed it, but after those thugs in the town had died tragically in that old mansion, the rumors became even more shocking. More importantly, those thugs had died in the old mansion, and more importantly, those thugs had died in the same manner.

"How many years ago did it happen?" Situ Qingtian asked.

"I think it was three years ago. Right, it was three years ago!" At first, the waiter had a doubtful tone, but soon after, he confirmed it.

"Why are you so sure?" Situ Qingtian asked.

"Because that year, I got hemorrhoids and couldn't sleep at night, so I went out for a stroll. I saw a woman in white enter that house, and not long after, a few hoodlums with perverted faces barged in. At that time, I thought that in their QJ place, they still chose this kind of place."

"In the end, not long after, a 'ding ling' sound came from inside the house, just like the sound just now. Afterwards, a terrifying scream came from inside, and the little one was curious for a moment, then went over and laid on the ground at the door to take a look, only to see that the thugs were screaming miserably, as if evil spirits had possessed them, and were attacking and scratching each other. There were even some who were maiming themselves, especially at the scene where the little one ran away in fear for a moment, and became seriously ill afterwards, so the memory is still fresh."

"Only the thugs are here? No one else is here?" Situ Qingtian asked again, puzzled.

"After all these years, I can't remember, but I remember only those thugs and no one else was there, but I'm not sure if anyone was hiding in the corner because I was too scared to look carefully, and just that one look was enough to scare me to the core. If I looked carefully, my life would have been lost."

At this moment, the sound of "Ding Ling Ling" had already disappeared, and the town returned to its deep silence, making the inn even quieter. The waiter's words were vivid and lifelike. As he spoke, everyone around them felt their hairs stand on end. Occasionally, a breeze would blow by, but it felt like there was a cold wind blowing by, making them feel as if they were in reality.

"So that's how it is!" Situ Qingtian and Murong Fenghuang looked at each other and saw the answer within each other's eyes. They had a tacit understanding and did not speak out.

"Let's all go take a rest. Second brother, can you bring us to that mansion to have a look?" Situ Qingtian ordered everyone.

"No, I won't go even if I'm beaten to death!" When the waiter heard that he was going to that ghost house at this late hour, his leg started to shiver. He was extremely scared, he really didn't want to go, and he couldn't go either.

"Alright then. Someone, beat him to death!" Murong Fenghuang said.

"What?" What the heck is this? You want to kill me if I don't go? Are you being unreasonable? " The waiter was crying. This bunch of people were too unreasonable.

"Then are you going?" Murong Fenghuang asked playfully.

"Go, why not!" The waiter puffed up his chest, looking quite manly.

"Didn't you just say that you can't go?" Murong Fenghuang teased the waiter.

"I won't die until later. If I don't, I'll die right now. It's not like there's something wrong with my head!" The waiter revealed the true nature and answers.

"Then let's go! Lead the way! " Situ Qingtian said.

The small town was not very big. In less than a cup of tea's worth of practice, everyone had arrived at the gates of the ghost town. The group did not have many people either, led by Situ Qingtian, who was slightly behind with Murong Fenghuang in addition to the ten guards of the family who were protecting the area, and an old butler, who was holding onto a waiter whose legs were constantly trembling.

"Then... Just ? Just ? It was ? Here we are! " The waiter stuttered as he spoke, as if his tongue was being rolled. He no longer had the heroic spirit he had at the inn. The reason was simple, he had used his death to threaten him at the inn. What about now? Even if he entered, he would still die. It was hard to make a choice since both sides of him would die.

The weird thing was that even though the door was opened, no one could be seen, and there was a gust of chilly wind blowing out from inside the door, causing the surrounding temperature to instantly drop, this caused the guards who were originally holding their weapons and preparing for battle to tighten them, at the same time, their hearts were drumming, could this really be a ghost house?

No one moved as they looked inside the door vigilantly, as if there was some evil spirit that was gushing out of the door. There was no movement from inside the house, as if the hospitable master was opening the door to wait for them to enter.

"Ha ha!" A woman's soft voice rang out. 'Don't misunderstand me, it's not the mansion, but Gongsun Zaitian's mother, whose heart was even bigger than behemoth.

"It's already deep into the night, so I won't disturb you. Come visit again tomorrow!" Situ Qingtian knew what his wife meant and shouted loudly.

The group of people didn't stay any longer and turned around to leave. The gate of the mansion slowly closed. Although it was slowly closing, it was certain that there was no one around.