At the table, everyone was eating happily, except Xiang Heng and Shu Yan.
Shu Yan has been thinking about the ghost she saw last night.
The more I thought about it, the more terrified I felt. I felt panicky and uneasy.
After breakfast, Leng Xingqi suggested taking a walk in the basement of the villa.
No one else had any objections, except Shu Yan, who claimed she was not feeling well and didn't want to go.
In this case, they did not force him, but just told her to have a good rest.
Everyone started looking for the basement.
The basement was pitch black and the lights were broken, so everyone had to use flashlights to illuminate the area.
Maybe it was because they were deep in the mountains, but as soon as they entered, they heard the squeaking of mice, which made their scalps tingle.
Chen Menglai exclaimed, hugging his arms tightly, "How many mice are there?"
Su Mo joked, "Judging from the sound, I think there are at least 80 if not 100."
When Yan Xi heard this and imagined the scene, he got goosebumps all over his body.
But when I thought there was a ghost following him, it suddenly didn't seem so scary anymore.
Is there anything scarier than a ghost?
The further you go inside, the more desolate it becomes, with spider webs everywhere. If you are not careful, you will be trapped in the spider webs. There is a lot of dust inside, and the slightest movement will cause the dust in the beam of light to increase visibly.
Because it was a basement, it was damp and dark, and the air was filled with a musty smell that was particularly pungent.
Suddenly, Leng Xingqi, who was walking in front, shouted, "Come over here quickly, I found an old black and white photo."
Upon hearing this, everyone came over.
Leng Xingqi picked up the photo on the cabinet, blew off the dust on it, revealing the original appearance of the photo.
The photo shows a pretty little girl.
Her smile was stiff and she looked a little overwhelmed, as if it was her first time taking a photo.
"Wow, this photo is quite old. Could it be left by the first owner of this villa?" Leng Xingqi exclaimed.
Xiang Heng shook his head. "That's impossible. Look at her clothes. She doesn't look like the master of the house. She looks more like a servant."
Su Mo also looked around and said, "Look, there's a bed and a dresser in this basement. I think someone must have lived here before."
When everyone heard this, they all looked around and agreed, "Indeed."
"But who would arrange for someone to live in the basement? Even if it's a servant, I don't think it's necessary to be so harsh, right?" Ouyang Yi fanned his nose, "The musty smell here is enough to suffocate people. If a servant lives here for a long time, she will definitely carry this smell, and the master won't like it."
Ji Bohan, who was behind Yan Xi, watched them analyzing the situation and moved his neck out of boredom.
At this time, Xiong Yuanke said, "That makes sense. This girl is pretty and can even take pictures in the villa. The owner must be treating her well."
Upon hearing this, Ji Bohan looked at him with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Not bad? Is this what you call not bad?
Su Mo looked ahead and seemed to find something white. Out of curiosity, she slowly walked over, only to find it was a skull, which scared her so much that she took a step back.
But he didn't expect to step on something again, and there was a crackling sound. He looked down and saw it was a hand bone.
She quickly lifted her foot and found bones scattered on the ground in a narrow gap on the right.
The bones were very broken, as if someone had gnawed them with their mouth.
Su Mo bravely moved a little closer, and suddenly felt something crawling quickly from behind her.
She swallowed and looked back, but there was nothing. She frowned and looked at the pile of broken bones again, but at this moment, a baby covered in blood was lying in the pile of bones. He was holding a bone and grinning at her, which was very weird.
Su Mo screamed subconsciously, and everyone rushed over, "What's wrong? Su Mo, are you okay?!"
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