Mo Xiaoqing followed Sister Huang and opened the door. Just as she stepped out, Sister Huang in front of her screamed.

"What's wrong, Sister Huang?"

"Look, this room is so scary."

Mo Xiaoqing took a few steps forward and looked up in the direction of Sister Huang's eyes. She saw a wooden cross in front of her.

A bloody woman was tied to it, and blood was dripping from her body.

Sister Huang was so scared that she kept shrinking her body and kept backing away. Her dry lips kept trembling, and she was as pale as a piece of white paper. Her body was shaking like a fallen leaf.

Mo Xiaoqing was also so nervous that her heartbeat accelerated. Her heavy breathing was unusually clear in the very quiet environment.

Suddenly, there was light outside the door. Mo Xiaoqing realized that something was wrong, so she immediately pulled Sister Huang back to the back room, but opened the door a little and looked out.

The woman on the cross was not dead. She suddenly woke up, struggling desperately and crying heartbreakingly. It turned out that the light was because two people came in.

They were holding strange-shaped sharp knives in their hands, and were walking towards the woman step by step.

As the god of death got closer and closer to the woman, the woman began to cry hysterically until her voice became weaker and weaker.

The woman suddenly softened, squinted her eyes, trembled all over, and trembled in her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound. It

just sounded like a hustle and bustle, like the cry of insects.

Mo Xiaoqing looked at the footboard of the cross with courage. It turned

out that there was a painting on it, and she felt that this painting was very familiar. Mo Xiaoqing suddenly realized that she had seen this painting before. It was the strange painting called "Beautiful Dream" in the gallery. She didn't expect that there was also this painting under the footboard of the cross.

I saw a man holding down the woman's arm, and another man tied the woman's legs tightly together.

Sister Huang was so scared that she almost screamed. Mo Xiaoqing quickly reached out and covered her mouth directly.

In fact, Mo Xiaoqing felt the same at this time. She felt very scared because she saw that the man was holding a sharp knife and scraping down the woman's body one by one, and also cutting off pieces of flesh from it.

Mo Xiaoqing knew that she had to take the opportunity to run out.

She looked carefully and secretly for a while, and the two men were only concerned with cleaning up the woman with the cross, and they didn't even have the time to look back.

Now was the right time to escape.

Mo Xiaoqing winked at Sister Huang, and Sister Huang immediately understood. When Mo Xiaoqing raised three fingers, she gently opened the door, tiptoed along the corner of the wall, and slowly moved towards the door outside with her back hunched.

Finally, half a minute later, they came to the door and rushed out directly.

When they went out, they were even more shocked to find that they were now in a dense forest.

This made Mo Xiaoqing feel strange. There were black leaves and black branches everywhere, which gave her a very depressing and gloomy feeling.

Some snake-like poisonous creatures were entangled on the tree trunk that was nearly 100 meters high. Their cold, spindle-shaped pupils were staring at the direction of the people coming.

When Sister Mo Xiaoqing and Sister Huang saw these terrifying snake-like poisonous creatures, the hairs on their bodies stood up one by one.

But they still rushed forward regardless of everything, because they knew that the only way was to escape as quickly as possible, the farther the better.

Mo Xiaoqing raised her head and found that there was a little sunlight shining in, but it was very dim. It should be afternoon.

When the sun set, their figures on the ground became thinner and longer, like a thin thread.

Mo Xiaoqing just ran forward desperately. She didn't dare to look back at all. They stopped only when they were out of breath and couldn't move forward anymore.

After finding a suitable tree with rough leaves and twigs, they sat down and leaned against the trunk, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. At that time, Mo Xiaoqing always felt that someone was following them.

The big raindrops were sometimes slow and sometimes fast, hitting the cave entrance in the early morning and the dark and dense forest, announcing the coming of rain.

Mo Xiaoqing looked at the sky, sighed, and buried her face deeply in her thin clothes, trying her best to warm her frozen nose. Even if it didn't work, at least this behavior could make her feel a little psychologically warm.

Mo Xiaoqing was a little dazed. She originally thought that the place where she was held should be not far from the city, but when she woke up after fainting, she found herself in a forest with no boundaries.

At the same time, what made her even more confused was that there were five colleagues in the car at that time, but now she was with Sister Huang, so where were the other three colleagues now?

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqing saw a wooden house in front of her and couldn't help but walk towards it.

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