Chapter 470: Close the Windows and Seal the Doors

In the extremely quiet small kitchen, there was not a single sound.

Zhan Xun and Fan Ru looked at each other, catching the fleeting complexity in each other's eyes.

Then, in the blink of an eye, a fear of impending disaster emerged.

Zhan Xun held the flashlight in one hand, raised his right hand to grab Fan Ru, and shouted:

"Run!"

However, as soon as this sentence came out, two consecutive bangs suddenly rang out, and the two doors of the front yard and the entrance were closed at the same time.

Zhan Xun's right hand was still stretched out, just touching the corner of Fan Ru's clothes.

The sound of a bone struggling was too obvious in the dead silence.

This sound aroused the nerves of the two living people trapped in the secret room. With the single flashlight light, they slowly turned their heads to look at the source.

There was Ge Hong's still curled up body.

The sound of bones came out one after another, her body began to tremble, and the clothes on her chest were cut open...

Fan Ru was closest to the body. She had forgotten to breathe, and she just saw a pair of hands stretched out from Ge Hong's abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, the arms stretched out all the flesh and then tore it to the sides!

Zhan Xun reacted the fastest, picking up a nearby wooden stool and smashing it against the door.

There was a loud bang, but the wooden door, which should have been fragile, was intact and could not even be shaken.

Fan Ru's face was ashen, and she began to taste the fear brought by the ghost, just as Zhan Xun showed the first time.

"Go through the window!"

While Fan Ru was stunned, Zhan Xun failed to break through the door and decisively began to break through from another direction.

He grabbed Fan Ru's arm and rushed quickly to the inner room.

This shabby bungalow was originally small, with only a kitchen and a small room at the entrance.

Zhan Xun knew that since the door was sealed, the window would probably not be a way out.

But in this urgent situation, we can only hope for that slim chance.

Perhaps because the ghost appeared for too short a time, there was no time to seal the window.

Fan Ru's psychological quality is indeed much better than that of ordinary people. After these few short seconds, she can use her reason to think.

Although she was still very flustered, she did not lose her composure.

Seeing Zhan Xun step onto the kang and bang the wooden window with his elbows, she quickly climbed onto the kang and tried to join in.

But after just a few bangs, Zhan Xun gave up completely and said anxiously on his face:

"Such a small window, I can't open it after four or five times, which means that human power can't break it at all."

Fan Ru's body softened and leaned on the solid wood wardrobe placed on the kang, and her voice became shrill due to high tension:

"The door can't be opened, the window can't be broken, this has become a secret room."

Trapped in a secret room with a ghost, especially a secret room with such a small area, how low would the probability of survival be...

There is no need to think about this question at all. It was only a few seconds before the ghost appeared, and there was no time to think about the way out.

In this situation, it is almost certain death!

In just a few seconds, sweat broke out on Zhan Xun's forehead. He raised his hand and dodged two slaps on himself, forcing his brain to calm down.

"This ghost is definitely not a ghost child. The way it appears is completely different.

It should be an embryo developed from a blue and white porcelain jar, which I have seen on the Moon Platform.

Then there should be a solution, there should be a solution..."

Zhan Xun kept muttering in his mouth. These analyses were completely correct, but they were not enough to think of countermeasures in such an extreme situation.

And at this moment, there was a fierce knocking sound outside the window.

Ma Huaiyu's familiar face was a little blurry through a layer of gray glass.

The muffled shout came to Zhan Xun's ears:

"Brother Zhan, the door is sealed, no matter what I do, I can't open it!

Is it the ghost child? Why is it here at this time?"

Although Ma Huaiyu's appearance only brought a series of nonsense, it made Zhan Xun's eyes bright.

Because of his knocking on the window, the not-so-strong window actually shook.

"The ghost is at the gate, break the window and come to me!"

Zhanxun is definitely a smart man. He knows that if he says the ghost is in the house, Ma Huaiyu will definitely turn around and run away.

Speaking in reverse, this can inspire Ma Huaiyu's will to survive and save everyone.

Although this sentence is full of loopholes, Ma Huaiyu, who has been frightened by ghosts for a long time, did not react at all.

Under Zhanxun's guidance, he seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and began to hit the window frantically.

And Zhanxun's eyes became brighter and brighter. Sure enough, the ghost in the porcelain jar was not so strong.

It can only be impossible to break from the inside, but it can be broken from the outside.

Ma Huaiyu started with elbow strikes, and began to use his head and hands. The looseness of the window was obvious.

But at this moment, Fan Ru suddenly pushed Zhanxun aside and slowly pointed to the door of the inner room:

"It's too late..."

In the sight of the two, a pale hand grabbed the door frame, leaving a dark palm print.

A face was exposed in front of them, only half the size of an adult's palm, but so terrifying.

It was a deformed face, with all the facial features squeezed in the middle of the face, wrinkled into a ball.

The skin was also exceptionally smooth, as if it was stained with some kind of mucus, and when the naked body was exposed, there was an umbilical cord that had not been cut short.

If the previous ghost child who was suspected of killing people without a solution, then this one was obviously a newborn baby ghost.

Although it was impossible to tell whether its eyes were open, it was crawling forward vigorously.

The long umbilical cord continued to drag forward with every step it took.

Zhan Xun turned his head abruptly when he saw this, no longer looking at it, but yelling at Ma Huaiyu outside the window:

"It's just a broken window, why haven't you opened it yet!"

Zhan Xun's loss of composure made Fan Ru's legs weak, and she supported herself on the wardrobe with both hands, but her hands were tightly clenched together.

She looked at the approaching baby ghost step by step, with extremely complicated emotions on her face. When her fear reached its peak, she made an amazing move.

The outbreak of fear gave her the courage to fight to the death.

She cursed angrily and suddenly jumped out of the kang:

"You little brat, I don't believe you can kill me!"

Fan Ru's performance was different from that of an ordinary person, and Zhan Xun didn't react at all. He was about to stop her, but it was too late.

When her body was about to collide with the baby ghost, she was surprised to find that the ghost suddenly disappeared in front of her.

As her body was dragged heavily to the ground, Fan Ru felt a sudden sharp pain in her abdomen before she had time to think.

Fan Ru's belly began to wriggle, and she clearly felt something running back and forth in her stomach through the clothes.

The severe pain came like a tide, making her forget how to call out, and she could only curl up her body and resist with all her strength.

But she couldn't stop it at all. Her belly began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if she was pregnant in an instant.

Zhan Xun's eyes were full of fear, and he didn't dare to breathe, because he could think that Fan Ru might be disemboweled by the baby ghost in the next second.

And at this moment, Ma Huaiyu stopped breaking the window.

The wooden door of the inner room was kicked to pieces by a cold man with long hair and windbreaker, and all the struggles and fears stopped in an instant.

The man entered the house at the same time as the wind, stepped over the pool of blood in the kitchen, and threw Jiang Jiang's severed head on the kang.

His gray-black eyes swept coldly over the stunned Zhan Xun, and he drew out a sharp short knife and pointed it at Fan Ru who was tumbling on the ground.

"Useless things, so many people will just wait to die on the spot?"