Chapter 1203 Feet
A black mobile phone was thrown on the ground. After Li Shanru picked it up, he swiped his fingers on the screen a few times and shook his head helplessly, "There is a password, but it can't be opened.
At this time, Luo Tianhe seemed to have discovered something. He squatted on one knee in the corner where the stool had overturned, lowered his head, and turned his back to everyone.
In front of him was a broken flower pot, the soil inside was scattered on the ground, and the dark brown soil was obviously trampled by something, leaving a fairly clear mark on it.
Even if the mark is not complete, it can still be seen that it is a hoof print!
After a moment of silence, Luo Tianhe stretched out his palm and measured the width of the hoof print. When his palm overlapped with the hoof print, everyone gasped.
"Fuck, is this a horse?" Zhang Shiwei, who was always calm, couldn't hold it anymore, "Who of you has seen such a big horse hoof print?"
"There is a horse farm near my hometown. I went there a lot when I was in school. I have seen some horses, but even the biggest horse has no hoof prints this big. "Li Bai paused, and said hesitantly: "This should not be a horse."
"If it's not a horse, what is it? Is it a monster?" Yao, Shun and Yu seemed to have a bad relationship with Li Bai.
"Don't argue. No matter what it is, it's very dangerous. That thing took He Ping away." Lin Qianqian's voice became more urgent. "Now it seems that He Ping is dead. It's a pity that we didn't even see the real face of that guy.
This is also a helpless thing. When that thing came, the power system of the entire building was stagnant. The windows of the bedroom where Jiang Cheng and the other four were were blocked by thick curtains, and there was no light in the room.
"Ghost Horse Picture." Someone suddenly said.
It was Yuan Shanyuan. At this moment, he stood with his granddaughter Bai Yu, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "This ridiculously large horse... could it be the so-called ghost horse? The one painted in the "Ghost Horse Picture" is it."
The fat man paused, and couldn't help but say: "What the old gentleman said makes sense."
Before everyone could continue to think, Ding Zhenzong, who had been squatting against the wall and had never spoken, raised his head. His eyes were red and bloodshot, "It is... it is it! Ghost Horse, it is a ghost horse!" Ding Zhenzong's first sentence shocked everyone.
"How do you know?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Because I saw it!" Ding Zhenzong's breathing became rapid, his chest rose and fell violently, and his hands and feet were still shaking. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have thought that such a big and strong man would be scared like this.
After the mood stabilized a little, through Ding Zhenzong's narration, everyone finally figured out the whole story. After the lights went out, Ding Zhenzong ran to the hiding place that he had determined early in the morning. Behind a large sofa, there was a large gap between the wall and the sofa. He tried and just got in.
What made him even more satisfied was that there was a window not far from him, and the moonlight shone in. Through the gap between the sofa and the floor, he could barely see some of the outside scenes.
But due to the location, the field of vision was relatively low.
Not long after he hid, the sound of horse hooves came from the door. He held his breath and saw it with a little moonlight! He saw four huge horse hooves!
Each horse hoof was as big as the mouth of a coarse porcelain bowl for drinking tea, connected to an extremely strong horse leg, pure black, without a trace of mixed color, with a cold luster on it, as if it came from the underworld.
Due to the limited field of vision, he could not see the whole picture of the horse.
At this point, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. No one could tell why. Anyway, they had a feeling that if Ding Zhenzong had seen the full picture of this ghost horse, perhaps... the person who died would not be He Ping, but him.
"Don't be nervous. If you have anything else, tell me slowly." Li Bai is indeed a man in a white coat. He is very good at comforting people. In addition, Ding Zhenzong's psychological quality is also good. Slowly, his emotions are under control.
Ding Zhenzong took a deep breath, and his two thick black eyebrows slowly frowned. "There is not only one ghost horse, but also... people behind that ghost horse. No, ghosts. They are all ghosts!"
"Do you remember the sound of the iron chain? It was made by those ghosts!"
"From my angle, I can only see the position below the knees. I saw a pair of legs following the ghost horse, walking stiffly, with shoes dragging on the ground, rubbing forward a little bit."
"And... and on the ankles of those feet, there are iron chains, the kind of iron chains used by prisoners in movies!"
"Swish..."
"Swish..."
This damn Ding Zhenzong didn't know if he was scared silly or something, but he was actually imitating the sound of iron chains rubbing, which gave Fatty goose bumps.
The moment the picture took shape in his mind, Fatty couldn't help but shudder. He was very glad that he didn't see this horror scene because the bedroom was dark not long ago, otherwise he would be scared to death on the spot.
"Then what?" Lin Qianqian asked patiently. She clenched her fingers tightly, and it was obvious that she was a little nervous inside, but she just covered it up well on her face.
A flash of panic flashed in Ding Zhenzong's eyes, "Then... Then I was scared at the time, so I thought I must hide well and must not be discovered, but the more I was busy, the more chaotic it became. I wanted to lie back, but my head accidentally hit the wall behind me."
"Although the sound was not loud, I was scared and turned my head to look immediately. I didn't know what to look at. After all, there was only a wall behind me, and a ghost would not come out of the wall."
The fat man couldn't help swallowing his saliva, thinking that it was hard to say.
"But...but when I turned around and continued to look out through the gap below..." Ding Zhenzong's entire face became entangled, and his lips trembled, "I saw feet, many pairs of feet, blue and purple, Just gather around the sofa!”
This sudden change made everyone's expressions change, and they even took a step back and stayed away from Ding Zhenzong. After all, according to the development of this story, Ding Zhenzong was also discovered by a ghost, but he...why did he survive?
Ding Zhenzong was completely immersed in his own story and did not realize that everyone was alienated from him. He covered his head and said to himself: "I...I was scared at the time. No one else could stand it. I was so scared that I closed my eyes." My eyes were almost... almost waiting for death. I knew that I had been discovered!"
Luo Tianhe said hoarsely, his voice flat and cold, "But you are still alive now."
"Yes, I'm still alive. I don't know why. In short, after I was discovered, I never dared to open my eyes again. Of course, I didn't make any more noise."
"I don't know how long it took, but I heard the sound of horse hooves again and the sound of iron chains rubbing together, but this time, they were getting farther and farther away from me. I was worried that they were being deceived, so I didn't dare to move until the sound disappeared."
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