Eerie, dark, silent.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

There is also a faint rancid smell.

Stepping into the ghost gate, Chen Ming and Xia Qingqing entered the scene.

They entered the scene immediately, and others had not yet come.

After the hell door opens, the survivors will have ten minutes.

After ten minutes, the ghost gate will pull in the escapees who have not entered the scene.

Obviously, there are not many escapees willing to perform the task directly.

There are even fewer lunatics like Chen Ming who are so enthusiastic about supernatural events.

He turned on the flashlight and looked around.

This is the basement of a conventional residential building, and it looks a bit old.

The stairs leading up to the basement are blocked, making it impossible to leave through the stairs.

The lightbulb above his head was broken, and the switch on the wall was smashed.

Chen Ming shined his flashlight around and observed the scene around him.

The surrounding walls are mottled and appear an unknown dark red color.

That's the color of blood after it dries.

The blood stains are not evenly distributed, and smears and spatters can be clearly identified.

The splatter-like blood stains are caused by blood splattering from the victim's arteries when the murderer kills someone.

The smear-like blood stain was left by the murderer who raised his hand to wipe the blood stain on the wall after the murder.

Xia Qingqing's face turned pale with fright, and she grabbed Chen Ming's arm tightly, not daring to leave even half a step away.

"It's okay." Chen Ming comforted her, "It's just a basement where a murder occurred."

"But... was there just a murder case?" Xia Qingqing's voice was trembling.

"Based on this amount of bleeding, the death toll should be around ten," Chen Ming said.

Xia Qingqing didn't know what to say.

She already knows how scary and calm Chen Ming is when facing supernatural events.

But even though she knew it, she still found it incredible when she actually saw it.

This kind of Chen Ming gave Xia Qingqing enough sense of security.

Under Chen Ming's influence, she was obviously no longer so afraid.

Chen Ming looked around and walked forward.

Beyond the light of the strong flashlight, there is an unknown darkness.

Since we were in a basement, the strong flashlight illuminated many shadows.

The shadow behind the corner and the reflection of the two people walking together looked particularly eerie in such an environment.

Chen Ming didn't have the slightest fear. He breathed evenly, walked steadily, and walked forward.

The corridor was not very long, and it didn't take long for him to reach the end.

"About fifteen meters." Chen Ming said.

"There are nine basements in total, four on the left and five on the right."

"And this." Chen Ming shined his flashlight above the end of the corridor.

There was a dilapidated wall clock hanging there.

The wall clock is still keeping time normally, and both the minute and hour hands are moving.

"Ten scales." Chen Ming said.

"Huh?" Xia Qingqing asked doubtfully.

"There are only ten scales on the wall clock." Chen Ming repeated.

Xia Qingqing looked at the wall clock.

Sure enough, there are ten scales on the wall clock, not twelve.

"Are these marks painted with blood?" Xia Qingqing asked.

Chen Ming nodded, and Xia Qingqing asked again: "Why ten marks?"

"It's not clear now." Chen Ming replied.

He stopped in front of the basement door on the left at the end of the corridor and held the door handle.

The basement door is a rusty security door.

"Let's go in and take a look." He turned the door handle, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Wait! This... this is too dangerous!"

Xia Qingqing was frightened by Chen Ming's actions.

"It's okay." Chen Ming said, "This is just normal exploration."

According to the theory summarized by Chen Ming, supernatural events can be divided into exploration period, death period and escape period.

The exploration period is relatively safe. As long as you don't seek death, you'll be fine.

Xia Qingqing could only follow Chen Ming into the basement.

The basement is very small, only about four or five square meters.

Chen Ming raised his flashlight and had a clear view of the small basement.

hook.

A long hook hangs from the ceiling in the center.

There was a corpse hanging on the hook. Judging from the body shape, it should be that of a woman.

I don't know if it's because of the air flow after the door is opened.

The corpse slowly rotated and faced Chen Ming and the others!

It was a bloody face with hollow and desperate eyes.

She suffered cruel torture before her death, and her entire face was distorted.

The corpse spun around, its eyes passing over the two of them.

!!!

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but there was a moment...

Chen Ming seemed to see that those eyes suddenly turned and stayed on him for a moment!

This corpse... was staring at him just now!

Xia Qingqing opened her eyes wide and was about to scream.

She didn't pay attention to the condition of the corpse's eyes, she was simply frightened.

Chen Ming muffled her screams.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered: "If you don't keep quiet, you may die..."

Xia Qingqing was already scared, but when she heard Chen Ming say this, she became even more scared.

She tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart and prevent herself from screaming.

"Yes, very good, that's it." Chen Ming nodded with satisfaction and let go of Xia Qingqing.

He continued: "When you are scared, you can do anything, but you must not scream."

"Have you ever seen a horror movie? The louder you scream, the more tragic your death will be."

Chen Ming pointed to the corpse and said, "Look, her scream before death must have been very tragic."

Xia Qingqing said angrily: "You are really a madman."

"Only a madman can survive here." Chen Ming said.

"Then what should I do? What should I do when I'm scared?"

"Anything will do. For example, covering your mouth, pushing against the wall, and biting your arm are also good methods."

"Can I bite your arm?"

"better not."

Chen Ming took two steps forward, supported the body, and stopped its rotation.

Afterwards, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands nonchalantly.
To be continued...